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[JUDGED] When giants collide | Iso v Abraham

Isopia the Mountain That Knows Posts: 780
Dragon's Throat Apostle atk: 6.5 | def: 10 | dam: 8.0
Mare :: Tribrid :: 18hh :: 3 - is now aging slowly HP: 90 | Buff: NUMB
Hubris :: Royal Bronze Dragon :: Shock Breath & Frost Breath & Babel :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath Odd
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the girl.



He was correct - he was stronger, and she faster, but only just. So then, what happened had to be a fluke - or perhaps simply the mechanics of 'beginners luck' in action.  As Abraham's entwined horns shoved towards her right side, intent on sheering away skin, feathers, or both, her body swayed jerkily to her left. Isopia could feel her tall frame become unbalanced as weight was shoved through her left shoulder and hip. Her hooves skittered beneath her large body to try and compensate for such an inelegant maneuver, and a sound something like "hnnnnnnnnngggggggg" escaped her lips with the effort of such an uncoordinated solution. And so when no pain came across her right side, Isopia had happenstance and luck to thank, rather than any ingenuity on her part. 

The girl heard the sound of teeth snapping, somewhere near her tail, but already her mind had moved to Abraham's dragons. Without the sting of his attack to tether her to the battle, an academic interest had pulled her gaze to the sky to see what the two beasts (still seemingly made of some wintry substance) would think of her watery creations.

She missed Gwyn's unimpressed hiss, but was just in time to see something very odd happen. The dragon's body - previously awash of blues and violets which the girl had already concluded indicated cooler temperatures thanks to her thermal vision, suddenly bloomed bright orange - and then yellow! and then nearly white!! - within her chest. Isopia's mind worked quickly, dispelling with her incredulity and instead focusing on the implications.

Heat. She was seeing heat forming within the frigid body. 

A tortoise-shell shape of earth appeared over her back, as the girl once again dodged, (without any battle prowess), to her right side. Her long legs pulled her over the pale and watery earth - the same earth which had risen above her and taken the entire brunt of Gwyn's attack. Isopia could feel heat radiating along her spine, and might have thought it was a pleasurable sensation, if not for the pounding and panicked feeling resonating from deep within her most primal nerves. Although Isopia had never really experienced pain or defeat, some subconscious and intuitive part of her knew that she had narrowly escaped serious and significant pain twice in a matter of seconds.

Pay attention - some small battle-rational part of her mind tried to council, but Isopia ignored it, instead opting to look for the second dragon, rather than where Abraham was likely mounting another attack. Her black and sludgy gaze immediately caught sight of shattering ice, as Brienne's handiwork finally descended to the ground. Smiling, rather than feeling the fear and apprehension which would have been more appropriate, Iso formed a plan.

Her body began to shrink suddenly and contort. Patches of sand and maroon suddenly become black and glossy. Russet hair became onyx feathers, and large hooves became dexterous claws. The transformation was well practiced and relatively quick - and before long, Isopia was in flight as a raven. She assumed she had the dragon's attention, but just in case, she magically threw the equivalent of a handful of earth haphazardly in their direction - more so to try and gain their focus, than to injure (but then again, the demi-child didn't have a solid idea of what could cause an injury).

To Isopia, the entirety of the Flats was a gradient of reds and oranges and yellows. Since nothing was cold, and most light was reflected back, there was nothing which was blue or purple (save for the dragons). Isopia assumed her body was the same warm shades that Abraham's was, and wanted to see if she could create an illusion to fool his dragons on that basis. Conjuring more water - this time in a shapeless puddle - she flew quite close to the ground. She knew there were shallow craters of water below her, and by creating a puddle directly above her that mirrored her movements, she hoped to confuse and conceal her position. 

This tactic had a two-fold goal. The first, was to find out whether the dragon's relied on sense of sight alone, or whether other senses would take over (would her scent remain the same, as a bird and as an equine?). The second, was purely defensive. She knew she couldn't out fly them.

But could she outsmart them?

Weaving back and forth, Iso tried to lure them to ground - to see if they would mistakenly attack her mere reflect as it cast on the ground and the air above her.



 
Setting: Halycon Flatts
Time of day: hard to tell since it's always so sunny. But there is a fair amount of glare reflecting from all the puddles/pools. 
WC: 756
Attack: 2.3
Other: has GLL so affected stats.
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When giants collide | Iso v Abraham - by Isopia - 09-19-2015, 04:14 PM
RE: When giants collide | Iso v Abraham - by Isopia - 09-23-2015, 12:16 AM

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