Reno held back when Zack barreled toward the beast to try and cut it, frowning when the attack seemed to be unnoticed by the beast. Oh, it hit. It cut the thing. But the dragon barely flinched. Apparently, they needed a new method of attacking.
Cissnei, bless her, found a good one. Rekka flew from her hands, and Reno gave a whoop to see that thing tear through the membrane that webbed between the dragon's bones to form wings. "HELL yes!" He couldn't help the shout, even as the girl caught her weapon.
But then the question came as to whether or not they had any ideas, and Reno gave a nod, fishing in his pockets for... yup.
A bomb fragment. "Kill it with fire. That good enough an idea for you?" he asked as he flung the small item at their target, grinning wickedly when the creature howled, scorched nicely. "Dragon flambe. Mmm... ohshit!"
He'd been rather proud of himself to have hurt the thing - that's what they needed, and perhaps now Zack's sword could do more damage, if the blade could find scorched areas to hit. But his celebratory mood was cut off as the thing let loose a very putrid, foul looking gas from its mouth. "Get back..." he insisted, but it was too late. The gas enveloped their area, and Reno groaned when he inhaled, feeling his stomach lurch. "Poison..." Thank goodness they had antidotes! But only seconds after he managed to fish them out of his pocket and hand them to everyone to take, the dragon was on the move again, lunging straight at them with a feral roar.
He jumped to the side to avoid the direct attack (downing his antidote a second later), and realized that this... this would give them the perfect opportunity to smack the living crap out of the thing - it was breathing heavily after it's motion, and would likely be stuck there for a few moments while it mustered up the energy to slither back. "GIVE IT ALL YOU'VE GOT!" he shouted, flinging another bomb fragment at the creature at much closer range.
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Cissnei, bless her, found a good one. Rekka flew from her hands, and Reno gave a whoop to see that thing tear through the membrane that webbed between the dragon's bones to form wings. "HELL yes!" He couldn't help the shout, even as the girl caught her weapon.
But then the question came as to whether or not they had any ideas, and Reno gave a nod, fishing in his pockets for... yup.
A bomb fragment. "Kill it with fire. That good enough an idea for you?" he asked as he flung the small item at their target, grinning wickedly when the creature howled, scorched nicely. "Dragon flambe. Mmm... ohshit!"
He'd been rather proud of himself to have hurt the thing - that's what they needed, and perhaps now Zack's sword could do more damage, if the blade could find scorched areas to hit. But his celebratory mood was cut off as the thing let loose a very putrid, foul looking gas from its mouth. "Get back..." he insisted, but it was too late. The gas enveloped their area, and Reno groaned when he inhaled, feeling his stomach lurch. "Poison..." Thank goodness they had antidotes! But only seconds after he managed to fish them out of his pocket and hand them to everyone to take, the dragon was on the move again, lunging straight at them with a feral roar.
He jumped to the side to avoid the direct attack (downing his antidote a second later), and realized that this... this would give them the perfect opportunity to smack the living crap out of the thing - it was breathing heavily after it's motion, and would likely be stuck there for a few moments while it mustered up the energy to slither back. "GIVE IT ALL YOU'VE GOT!" he shouted, flinging another bomb fragment at the creature at much closer range.