Isopia has never broken the fourth wall, and will not now, despite the fact that it would make things easier to explain.

But she does appear, as Shida somehow knew she would. The demi-goddess's golden eyes appraise the buckskin mare who stands confidently in the fields, surrounded by a rainbow swath of colour. Perhaps it is because she has so recently seen the look of death in the eyes of another - of Virgil, she'll never forget his name - that she recognizes it so easily upon Shida's exaggerated features. Isopia has seen this mare before, has heard the angry and obnoxious timbre of her voice, but she doesn't know her.

"What do we do?" She asks, looking to Hubris. The dragon is silent. Gently he twirls the moral compass given to Isopia by a tree, and holds it out to her. The needle spins and spins, landing nowhere. The colour it glows is an ambiguous gray. It offers no answers to the duo. "But what do you think?" She asks him, her eyes ignoring the spinning stone and focusing intently on his intelligent stare. The dragonling thinks for a moment, and his eyes turn to where the mare and her canine are standing. She is asking for death, he knows that much. And, based on Virgil's arguments in the past, he is hesitant to offer reasons to deny her. Even so, Shida is not demanding to be let into heaven. She is just ... done with this life.

Or perhaps it is life that is done with her.

>>Everything dies.<< Hubris counsels silently. He is not necessarily in favour of this, but he thinks that Isopia's mind is at least strong enough to endure what it is the dun is apparently asking for.  Isopia turns her attention to the dragon and nods, vaguely unsure if this is meant to be a supportive comment.

Isopia's eyes move to the dun. Alright then.

"Will you fight back?" Isopia calls across the field, eyeing Princess before setting her gaze on Shida. She assumes that Hubris likely won't be a part of this fight, and so she wants to know if she'll be fighting just one or both of them.

While waiting for an answer, Isopia begins to change. Her body expands and trembles. Scales morph out of her body, her tail hardens and extends as her draconic form seemingly explodes from her skin. The change takes a few seconds, and warily Isopia keeps her eyes trained on the buckskin ahead. Knowing that it is her turn, Isopia grabs at the earth beneath Shida, trying to heave it upwards into the dun's stomach.

WC: 437
Attack: 1/?