With the shattering of the barrier, and the initialization of combat, many dragons began taking their leave, making breaks for it in different directions. With sizes ranging from a large house, to a small mountain they flew… They flew from the raging wind.
From within the tornado of blades, streaks of green, gold, and black dominated the surrounding space. At its center was a single young woman, undergoing a rage unlike any other, she saw a dragon…
"DIE!"
Her roar of anger, drive straight into bloodlust carried over the winds, and louder than the dying cries of dragons. She single handedly dominated the space, creating a low pressure zone which slowed the thunder of dragons down. She was… the fury of the wind, incarnated in human form.
It was during this outburst of power, others recognized her magic to be likened to that of the great spirit of wind, Aria. Their reasons for fighting seemed to soar.
Another werewolf, just a little younger than Shurry stood and watched, when he came to, he noticed he had transformed into a humanoid shape, along with his equipment seeming to cry out, wanting to stretch, and run, as if it had a boundless energy coming from the wind. His perception noticed a portion of the dragon's thunder fleeing the sight of such terrifying foes.
"You're not getting away from me… No, not today. YOU'RE MY PREY!"
He howled out, and gave chase on foot, showing proof that Shurry wasn't the only capable werewolf, even if there was a substantial gap he may never overcome… Bete still grinned and snarled, enjoying the hunt.
While Bete gave chase to the one side, more dragons fled into a different direction. This time, the hunter was no werewolf, but a human, he used his skill to lock down the movement of many dragons at once, allowing his allies the chance to attack in force.
"That's some amazing fighting there Donathan!" A hearty, masculine voice rumbled out as he kept up with Donathan's movements.
"I'm in his familia, if I couldn't do something crazy like that, would I even be a man?" Donathan smirked.
"You got that right! Now then, let us prove it too… He's my brother-in-law, of course I have to pull out the stops as well." Hashana laughed, and then began chanting.
Donothan's eyes bulged after he heard the length of this chant. "Damn, what kind of spell are you casting?"
"The best kind?" Hashana laughed. The pair in the lead were joined by a handful of others from both Hathor & Ganesha familias. "Perfect timing… For I am not you, I am the humble vessel… You are Trimurti, make manifest your divine might, use me, so we might triumph over the demonic forces plaguing our world… OM!"
Hashana's spell finished, his abilities exceeded expectations and he burst forward faster than ever, catching up to, and surpassing the dragons, then he flew up… A massive ring bearing all the forces of nature, and the common people appeared behind him, his eyes glowed with something vaguely holy. And then…
As the dragons roared, charging forward they charged their breath attacks, and roared at the insolent human before them. However, it was too late, far too late for that… The ring began to spin, ramping up speed, shooting out thousands of holy bolts in a matter of what felt like an instant…
Dragons fell like leaves in Autumn. It was equally astounding, as it was horrifying… Though to one boy watching the scene unfold, it was nothing but awe inspiring.
"That's my daddy!!!! Go daddy! You got it! Beat the dragons!!!"
"How do you like that, evil dragons? My child's strength is mighty! For Ganesha says it is so!" He laughed. "Oh, by the way, I am Ganesha!"
"WE KNOW!!!!"
"Gramps, you're funny, I am my daddy's boy!"
Ganesha smiled wide and proud. "That you are, boy."
Hashana's magic was quite powerful, some of the bolts even managed to lend a hand to Ais back on the main front despite being over 15 Kilomeders away. However, a spell like that, was just as draining as it was powerful, and so he canceled the spell after about 90 higher level dragons fell from the sky.
Hashana's one action prevented any dragons from continuing on their path, he had thoroughly instilled a sense of fear within, and so, once again they split up, and flew in different directions. Some of the stupid ones turned around completely, only to be met by the many other high level members of Ganesha familia.
The resulting battle was a blood bath, only one of the weaker members at level 6 had lost an arm, yet still insisted on fighting, quickly taking out another dragon.
"Why don't you head back?" Someone from the Ganesha familia asked with a smirk on her face.
"Why should I? I'm not dead, Maybe I'll get a cool name out of this, like: The One Armed Slayer!"
"Slaying dragons…" She smirked, and licked her lips. "Survive this and we can slay the night together." Her typical amazoness smirk came through loud and clear, it helped that she had an accidental wardrobe malfunction… It was by no means accidental.
"Well, our gods are lovers now, so why shouldn't we follow their example?" He laughed. "Follow me off to the left, we're going after that group first."
"Sounds fun!"
Smaller groups continued to form and veer off in the various directions which dragons fled. Hashana, was pulled onto a wolf's back by one of the many couriers delivering supplies to the battlefield, he drank a special blend of multi-potion meant to restore everything, but it would take a second for it to work.
"That was incredible, Hashana, no wonder the dominitrix captain of ours chose you to be her child's father." A courier laughed.
"No, it's the other way around." He let out a nervous laugh. "It's because of her that I had to grow to this point. With how many times they drained me of my seed… It sends a shiver down my spine every single time I remember it."
"I bet!" The courier laughed, making a couple quick movements to dodge a dragon's breath attack. "I also bet you loved every second of it."
"Shh, don't go saying things like that, if those two hear it… I might not sleep for three days… again."
"A little late for that now, don't ya think?"
"I guess so. Anyways, thanks for the lift, I'm alright now, keep on riding. I'll take care of the ugly mug on our 6."
"Much appreciated! Full release man!"