As K'hai lept swiftly through the air, K'yohko turned and stood up. He aimed straight for the first Amal'jaa and let his arrow sail by his brother's head and into the skull of the first. A perfect arrow. Yohko pulled the second arrow from his back and readied it in a fluid motion as K'hai brought down his macuahuitl down on the third. He inhaled shortly and released the arrow, the second victim turning to look at his assailant. The arrow greeted him to his face, embedding itself between his eyes and deep into his skull. Blood spewed forward from both, and the third victim which left K'hai bathed in blood.
Now the more difficult part came forth, and Yohko's eyes shifted from the dying and dead Amal'jaa to their enraged drakes. Yohko readied another arrow as K'hai charged forward. His momentum and body weight shunted the first off balance and he moved to engage the second. Yohko shot another arrow to the unbalanced drake and cursed as the arrow clattered to the ground, bouncing off of the tough hide. Arrow were mostly worthless against a drake. Especially a battle drake. He grasped the dagger from his hip and leapt over the rocks that separated him from the drake. He still didn't hear a third drake, but they had more prevalent issues to deal with. He faintly though he might have heard a cry from a distance, but his eyes quickly darted back to the drake he was charging at.
Yohko bolted across the sands at the drake, whom was quickly regaining its balance. With a rear of its head, it spewed flames forward at him. The flames licked at his tail and arm, and Yohko skidded to a stop, turning directions suddenly to outrun the flames. He tried to come in from the left side this time, and again the beast followed his fleeting figure with its burning breath. Cursing as the flames singed his tail and arm further, Yohko stopped suddenly to look into the beast's maw. Flames came at him in a rush, but he held steady as the burn washed over him. His eyes strained to see and he flicked his arm forward strongly, letting his dagger fly forward from his hand and through the flames to embedded itself into the drake's mouth. The beast gave a screech, and a singed K'yohko looked to K'hai to see how he fared.
He had little time to ponder on it as through the dunes burst a chocobo and a rider. The girl went flying to the ground and at K'yohko's feet. Upon instinct he drew his bow and aimed an arrow to her throat, but relented upon her visage. She required aid? Could she not see that he and his brother were- The skin crawled along his back as the roar of the third drake pounded in his ears. So there had been a third. Yohko spat as the girl skittered behind them for shelter. Coward!
He braced himself for battle with a third. As the beast stormed through the sands and became visible, its roar was drown out by the too familiar and thankful roar of a courel. K'yohko's courel jumped from its place in the sand and bit down at the beast's neck. The great beasts struggled, and for a moment Yohko was too distracted by their fight to notice as the second drake turned on him. He might have silenced its flames, but the claws were just as deadly as any other bit of it. The drake leapt forward and landed on the Nunh. Hissing, K'yohko turned and landed on his back, the best biting down and sinking its claws into his shoulders. The drake's blood spilled down from its throat upon K'yohko could see the silver dagger gleaming at the back of its throat. The beast was dying, but it did not seem content to go down without a fight. With a heavy grunt, K'yohko pushed all of his weight forward and threw the dying beast backwards. He jumped swiftly, landing atop of it and bringing his arm down to pry the beast's maw open. His other hand reached for the dagger, but he underestimated the strength of its jaw. The drake snapped down upon his arm, and K'yohko struggled not to cry out. His fingers, numb and tingling with pain, grasped at the dagger and held it tightly. As the drake continued to bite down, Yohko pulled the dagger forward with what strength he could find in his arm and repeated stabbed into its throat.
And the drake's maw loosened around his arm, leaving K'yohko bloody and burnt to grunt as he pulled his dagger and arm out. The nunh staggered backwards in the sand and used his slightly cleaner hand to wipe the blood from his face. A distant growl from his courel told him the beast was successful, and he turned his head towards K'hai to see his courel bloody and with a drake's body hanging limply from its mouth, dragging partially across the sand.
Now the more difficult part came forth, and Yohko's eyes shifted from the dying and dead Amal'jaa to their enraged drakes. Yohko readied another arrow as K'hai charged forward. His momentum and body weight shunted the first off balance and he moved to engage the second. Yohko shot another arrow to the unbalanced drake and cursed as the arrow clattered to the ground, bouncing off of the tough hide. Arrow were mostly worthless against a drake. Especially a battle drake. He grasped the dagger from his hip and leapt over the rocks that separated him from the drake. He still didn't hear a third drake, but they had more prevalent issues to deal with. He faintly though he might have heard a cry from a distance, but his eyes quickly darted back to the drake he was charging at.
Yohko bolted across the sands at the drake, whom was quickly regaining its balance. With a rear of its head, it spewed flames forward at him. The flames licked at his tail and arm, and Yohko skidded to a stop, turning directions suddenly to outrun the flames. He tried to come in from the left side this time, and again the beast followed his fleeting figure with its burning breath. Cursing as the flames singed his tail and arm further, Yohko stopped suddenly to look into the beast's maw. Flames came at him in a rush, but he held steady as the burn washed over him. His eyes strained to see and he flicked his arm forward strongly, letting his dagger fly forward from his hand and through the flames to embedded itself into the drake's mouth. The beast gave a screech, and a singed K'yohko looked to K'hai to see how he fared.
He had little time to ponder on it as through the dunes burst a chocobo and a rider. The girl went flying to the ground and at K'yohko's feet. Upon instinct he drew his bow and aimed an arrow to her throat, but relented upon her visage. She required aid? Could she not see that he and his brother were- The skin crawled along his back as the roar of the third drake pounded in his ears. So there had been a third. Yohko spat as the girl skittered behind them for shelter. Coward!
He braced himself for battle with a third. As the beast stormed through the sands and became visible, its roar was drown out by the too familiar and thankful roar of a courel. K'yohko's courel jumped from its place in the sand and bit down at the beast's neck. The great beasts struggled, and for a moment Yohko was too distracted by their fight to notice as the second drake turned on him. He might have silenced its flames, but the claws were just as deadly as any other bit of it. The drake leapt forward and landed on the Nunh. Hissing, K'yohko turned and landed on his back, the best biting down and sinking its claws into his shoulders. The drake's blood spilled down from its throat upon K'yohko could see the silver dagger gleaming at the back of its throat. The beast was dying, but it did not seem content to go down without a fight. With a heavy grunt, K'yohko pushed all of his weight forward and threw the dying beast backwards. He jumped swiftly, landing atop of it and bringing his arm down to pry the beast's maw open. His other hand reached for the dagger, but he underestimated the strength of its jaw. The drake snapped down upon his arm, and K'yohko struggled not to cry out. His fingers, numb and tingling with pain, grasped at the dagger and held it tightly. As the drake continued to bite down, Yohko pulled the dagger forward with what strength he could find in his arm and repeated stabbed into its throat.
And the drake's maw loosened around his arm, leaving K'yohko bloody and burnt to grunt as he pulled his dagger and arm out. The nunh staggered backwards in the sand and used his slightly cleaner hand to wipe the blood from his face. A distant growl from his courel told him the beast was successful, and he turned his head towards K'hai to see his courel bloody and with a drake's body hanging limply from its mouth, dragging partially across the sand.
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