Cordelia
you are a vast forest
full of beautiful and vibrant stories
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here was chaos, sand, and a terrible trembling of the earth. Cordelia almost feels time slow down as she watches the creature crash into Leviathan. She is less than pleased with both the lack of preparedness of the group, but even more so that the new King has gone and gotten himself turned into a landing pad for the predator. The adventurer hardly pays any mind to the magic swirling, nor the sounds of beating wings as she charges in. Her gaze is set on any open spot she might grab. Her tiny bodice rushes out away from the gathering group who does not seem to think to pry the beast from Leviathan. "Pull that thing off of him! Keep it on the ground!" She shouts to the crowd and those with wings who descend from the sky. It is a command, although she has no authority here. Cordelia is worried for her new friend, she is worried for them all.Many others are targeting the vital spots that are likely to kill the large creature, but she sees an opportunity to seriously wound the creature. If she succeeds she suspects that the creature will be forced to be grounded, then it would be at their absolute mercy. It would find no mercy here. Cordelia races across the sands, her tiny bodice hauling quickly through the sediment and churning up dust. She does not stop until she is within range to snap her jaws toward the wings of the creature as she has the opportunity to do so. A cry roars from her lips "Pry its wings off!"
@Leviathan @Pangaea @Faction @
Summary: Cordelia charges back toward the group that is attacking the Teryr and she is going to try and pull its wing away from its body
