Mordremoth pulls back slowly, letting both of their attacks linger on both sides of its face for long enough. The ground, the air around them rumbles as it growls, clearly displeased by the assault from both sides.
Even as it retreats into the sky again, Trahearne doesn't let up, sending forth a constant stream of dreamotion arcs from his torch-blade to the dragon. The nightmare creature's eyes turn to look at him, but he feels a spark of smug satisfaction--Mordremoth can't do anything to him like this.
Its face hangs in the sky for a moment, when shortly afterwards the edges of its face begin to blur. Trahearne remains at the ready, eyes still on their enemy, but he doesn't move. ]
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Mordremoth pulls back slowly, letting both of their attacks linger on both sides of its face for long enough. The ground, the air around them rumbles as it growls, clearly displeased by the assault from both sides.
Even as it retreats into the sky again, Trahearne doesn't let up, sending forth a constant stream of dreamotion arcs from his torch-blade to the dragon. The nightmare creature's eyes turn to look at him, but he feels a spark of smug satisfaction--Mordremoth can't do anything to him like this.
Its face hangs in the sky for a moment, when shortly afterwards the edges of its face begin to blur. Trahearne remains at the ready, eyes still on their enemy, but he doesn't move. ]
...It may be retreating.