The Invasion. (The Spire continuation)

[Frisk E. Coyote]

Nera stopped in mid lunge, holding the ethereal shield in front of her to block the ice shards, causing them to sizzle and evaporate on contact with the avater, each shard causing her avatar to weaken and shrink slightly until it was merely a foot-thick shell of magical energy, flickering and about to disperse.

"It is you who do not understand, Belial." F'Nerah flung her avatar state off, focusing it all on her weapon and the wings, leaving her in her vulnerable human form, save for her halberd/warhammer/axe hybrid weapon, which was coated in the avatar of a giant red sword, and a pair of red, avatar vulture wings. "Human or dragon, F'nerah Pyre does not hide!"

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Nero rubbed the back of his head and sighed frustratedly. Looks like his meal was going to be delayed. "What ever you say." He grunted his reply to Alexis, obediently taking to the air, weaving through the white, branched obelisks that no longer served any purpose and flapped his wings to fly in place, making sure he was visible by the Demon Lord. "Hey you albino, panty-wearing freak!" He roared at Belial, a gigantic pair of skeletal arms ripping out of his shoulders and giving him the double middle fingers. "Good job beatin' on an old lady!"

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An angry vein throbbed in Nera's temple. When this was over, Nero was going to get it.