DEAD I AM THE DOG, HOUND OF HELL YOU CRY
DEVIL ON YOUR BACK, I CAN NEVER DIE

He is chosen.

Perhaps they sense his power, or perhaps he is simply in the right place at the right time - either way, the white-patterned God addresses the black behemoth by name, and bids him to help in the coming battle. He looks at the bear, the beast spawned from the Rift, all crystal menace and death-bringing power; the colt's ears pin, his muscles bunching as he releases a earth-shaking bellow. The God bids him to fight against the bear at his side, and pride rises in the leviathan at the request. "With pleasure," he rumbles, vindictive glee darting across his skull-marked face. Time to put his name in the history books.

Alas, it becomes a bit of a clusterfuck then, as masses of Helovians and Rift-spawned equines alike throw themselves into the fray. Volterra can barely see a free inch of bear to attack, but dammit, he will make it his mission to find some. Before he charges, he sees the little white filly that the God had asked to collect crystals. The giant looks up to Vérzés, who is circling high above with considerable excitement at the idea of attacking something.

Guard the filly, destroy anything that attacks her.

"You care?" The dragon's mental chirp is confused - since when has his bonded cared for random offspring?

The behemoth snorts. Of course not, but the God wants those crystals collecting for a reason, so we must make sure he gets them.

With only the slightest hiss of displeasure at not getting to join the fight, Vérzés tucks his wings and dives down, flying low in circles around the white hybrid filly. He scoops a chunk of crystal in his claws and deposits it on the pile the youth has made, never taking his eye off his charge as he does so.

Meanwhile, Volterra releases a savage war cry and throws himself into the battle. Only the bear's right foreleg seems to be free, and this is the part the beast approaches; he aims to slam his chest hard into the bear's right foreleg to try and make it buckle and bring the creature to its knees, whilst his jaws snap forwards and try to sink into the bear's flesh in a sharp nip, careful to avoid the crystals and the goo - he doesn't want to be touching that.

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Volterra attacks the bear's right foreleg, whilst his dragon circles above Erthë as she collects crystals, ready to protect her if somebody attacks her.

DEAD I AM THE ONE, EXTERMINATING SON
SLIPPING THROUGH THE TREES, STRANGLING THE BREEZE