Adra hears those final words and feels his heart throb painfully in his chest. It was terrible, what they had to do here. The sad story they were forced to end. He knows it likely couldn't have gone another way--Tianya's mind was gone, his spirit corrupted. Circumstances with which Adra is all too familiar. But that doesn't make it right, or good.
Still, his teammates had fought with honor and valor. Gil's sword strike (the significance of which was, sadly, totally lost on Adra and his Azerothian origins) illuminated the heavens like the power of the holy Light itself, and Saber had given it her all in holding the dragon at bay while the spell was cast.
Saber's still some distance away from them, but Adra's spells reach across the battlefield. He calls down a cascade of restorative energy as the dragon falls; the golden beams of light criss-cross the sky, shimmering as they converge on Saber's body.
Meanwhile, Tianya breathes his last, collapsing as he expires, hurtling fast towards the earth below. The dungeon core slowly descends after him, and Adra sees that it's covered in a single, shining phoenix feather.
He reaches for it, instinctively, his eyes starry, but--then pulls back, hand to his chest. No. There were other matters to attend to. Such as: getting the hell out of here in one piece.
He looks to Gilgamesh with an expression that clearly states: Ideas? ]
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Adra hears those final words and feels his heart throb painfully in his chest. It was terrible, what they had to do here. The sad story they were forced to end. He knows it likely couldn't have gone another way--Tianya's mind was gone, his spirit corrupted. Circumstances with which Adra is all too familiar. But that doesn't make it right, or good.
Still, his teammates had fought with honor and valor. Gil's sword strike (the significance of which was, sadly, totally lost on Adra and his Azerothian origins) illuminated the heavens like the power of the holy Light itself, and Saber had given it her all in holding the dragon at bay while the spell was cast.
Saber's still some distance away from them, but Adra's spells reach across the battlefield. He calls down a cascade of restorative energy as the dragon falls; the golden beams of light criss-cross the sky, shimmering as they converge on Saber's body.
Meanwhile, Tianya breathes his last, collapsing as he expires, hurtling fast towards the earth below. The dungeon core slowly descends after him, and Adra sees that it's covered in a single, shining phoenix feather.
He reaches for it, instinctively, his eyes starry, but--then pulls back, hand to his chest. No. There were other matters to attend to. Such as: getting the hell out of here in one piece.
He looks to Gilgamesh with an expression that clearly states: Ideas? ]