Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32004538-20170914023137/@comment-27600777-20171003020300

Fadestep backed against the tree.

"It's the end of the line." The bear growled.

She smirked.

The bear threw the torch.

It hit its mark.

And the tree went up in flames.

It was a spectacle. A blazing shadow, nothing but smoke and flames, hanging like a firework in the sky.

It hung there for a split second before crashing down into the woods, sending many other trees alight.

She winced, but there was nothing she could do. She turned into a more solid form, her dragon form.

Breathing heavily, bleeding and burnt, she soared into the sky and circled down to where the rest were.

A crowded, dangerous clearing.

Nowhere to turn.

She braced herself.

It was time.

Time for her last battle.