Memories of a dark place return, through the lens of Estinien's spirit. He remembers what he would later regard as the first act of unrepentant Kenoma cruelty that the hands of that woman - how she had tried to imprison him, and Hiccup, after all they'd been through. When it would surely mean their torment and execution.
And now she's done it again, contributed to the suffering of his comrades, defending those that would burn Himeka and Abel alive. From within the Sanctifier, he howls with fury, the lightning lancing across his face. He is drawn in without Ciel having to try, snaking down towards her, holy flame building in their throat and preparing to sear both her and everything around her-
Only for Barnaby's thunderous strike to crack against their skull, snapping their jaw shut and dispersing their flames into an inexact cloud. They shake their head, hoping to dispense of the ones attacking his face, only for them to feel the tell-tale sign of something near their eye.
Estinien knows this tactic all too well. After all, had he not hunted dragons?
Fortunately for them, they manage to shut their eye before Sebastian bears down on it, meaning most of the damage is wrought against that protective covering. Shimmering blood is spilled, pouring down the side of his face and blurring their vision, throbbing with pain as it scraped against the delicate interior. With another great lash of their head, they send Sebastian and Barnaby tumbling.
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Memories of a dark place return, through the lens of Estinien's spirit. He remembers what he would later regard as the first act of unrepentant Kenoma cruelty that the hands of that woman - how she had tried to imprison him, and Hiccup, after all they'd been through. When it would surely mean their torment and execution.
And now she's done it again, contributed to the suffering of his comrades, defending those that would burn Himeka and Abel alive. From within the Sanctifier, he howls with fury, the lightning lancing across his face. He is drawn in without Ciel having to try, snaking down towards her, holy flame building in their throat and preparing to sear both her and everything around her-
Only for Barnaby's thunderous strike to crack against their skull, snapping their jaw shut and dispersing their flames into an inexact cloud. They shake their head, hoping to dispense of the ones attacking his face, only for them to feel the tell-tale sign of something near their eye.
Estinien knows this tactic all too well. After all, had he not hunted dragons?
Fortunately for them, they manage to shut their eye before Sebastian bears down on it, meaning most of the damage is wrought against that protective covering. Shimmering blood is spilled, pouring down the side of his face and blurring their vision, throbbing with pain as it scraped against the delicate interior. With another great lash of their head, they send Sebastian and Barnaby tumbling.