The Spire.

[Frisk E. Coyote]

OOC: I'm back! Gosh, sorry I was gone so long. My school, college and the internet decided to gang bang me behind a dumpster in a dark alley somewhere!

IC:

"Lore of the Storm- Notos!" Lacia called as she leaped out into the open, the five, golf ball sized crystal balls floating around her shot out and circled the spire, turning faster and faster until a raging cyclone formed around them. They were protected from the elements outside, as it was relatively calm within the eye of the cyclone, save for the apparition of Kohryu. The remaining, baseball-sized crystal ball she had with her hovered above her outstretched palm as she stared at the spectacular event with both awe and terror. "What's happening!?"

"Ryoji put her under some sort of trance," Nera told Mar, her fists clenched, ignoring Lacia. "We must not intervene during this stage- the consequences could be cataclysmic for us... all we can do is wait for him to finish..." The elder dragoness' muzzle quivered and turned up in a snarl, and she unleashes an ungodly roar of fury up to the heavens. She turned around and walked to Dot's side. "-And when he's finished, we'll protect Dot from him!" She growled, raising the warhammer fiercely.