12-26-2008, 06:25 AM
"Only 40, huh?" Vook mumbled, trying to focus under the immense pain in her arm. "More than enough time..." she added with a slight grin. "You better save your breath, then, because you'll be doing the begging!" the silver dragoness then put her claws together, mumbling a spell under her breath. "Destructive Art #93.....Shadow word: Death!" she recited, an aura of death forming over the disuto, and another silver dragoness appearing, though devoid of the yellow spot on her arm, a grin on her face.
"Can't get me with that magic of yours." The clone giggled, holding two swords identical to Vook's. "Now let's see what you can do, big boy!" She added, gripping her swords firmly as she jumped up at an angle, spreading her wings and flying straight for the disuto. "This'll teach ya!" she then thrust both her swords straight into the middle of the cocoon as she reached it.
"Can't get me with that magic of yours." The clone giggled, holding two swords identical to Vook's. "Now let's see what you can do, big boy!" She added, gripping her swords firmly as she jumped up at an angle, spreading her wings and flying straight for the disuto. "This'll teach ya!" she then thrust both her swords straight into the middle of the cocoon as she reached it.
