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Syluss and Viarianne, wounded and without the supernatural strength that Ilvont has in his dragon form, stare at him defiantly as his claw raises to strike them down. Pushing himself up with sheer force of will he lifts the weapon and plunges it into Ilvont's abdomen just as his claw strike falls slamming Syluss into the ground. Screaming as she watches her son struck down, Viarianne musters as much of her strength as she can and with a ferocious wind blast is able to at least make a small distance between them. Here staff raised as the gale force shoves Ilvont back, she quickly turns and with her outstretched palm washes a healing light over Syluss. Bathed in the energy, his wounds slowly close and he stirs, groaning and coughing as the pain of the blow wracks his body.
Ilvont digs his legs into the ground and pushes back against the wind flow as it weakens by the second. Closing distance again Viarianne is forced to stop the healing and focus on the wind which despite the renewed force begins to die down as her strength wanes.
Falling to her hands and knees spent from the massive exertion feels Syluss grab her and lift her back to her feet. Watching as Ilvont approaches again, a terrible grin on his face he raises his claws again and wordlessly brings them down over the mother and son.
In what was thought to be their final moments a powerful wave of water flows from behind them and sweeps Ilvont away several fulms. Syluss and Viarianne surprised turn and look frantically for the source before Syluss looks up and sees Destiney riding a falcon overhead, her rapier and magic foci joined channeling the massive wave which saved their lives. Her face distorted with anger, Evelyn still in her arms, eyes wide and wet from tears clutching her mother and her stuffed wolf tightly.
Stephan hobbles over and helps Viarianne to her feet and motions for Syluss to join them and escape and regroup. Looking up at Destiney and Evelyn again he turns and looks at Ilvont roaring as he gets back to his feet and in a full run begins to push back through the water flow back their way.
Bloodied and hurt, he grips the weapon angrily and with a loud angry scream, electrical energy crackles around him and akin to a bolt of lightning he jets forward through the water blast and directly into Ilvont's chest. The force carries through and still flying forward, the dragon is lifted off his feet and through a pile of stone rubble and part of a downed tree. Syluss kicking off his chest leaps back about half the distance he traveled and holds the weapon wearily in his arms but still at the ready. Closing his eyes he aims to gather as much aether he can to keep his attacking momentum but doesn't find it.
In the distances, thunder echoes in the sky as it turns a deep blue crackling with electric energy. With a slow exhale Syluss feels a tingle race over his body.
"There..." Another thunder clap and his eyes open, electric charge runs through his body and weapon. Ilvont slow to stand roars out at the lone man before him, the wound on his chest deep and gushing blood. Struggling to find the strength to breath another breath attack he instead lurches forward again as fast as his limbs can drive him. Watching as Ilvont approaches, Syluss stands his ground and with a quick kneel he rises to the sky, levin crackling from his body at the pinnacle of jump, he remains at that point for only a second before crashing down, the force of a literal lightning bolt strikes with him as he dives into Ilvont, the force of his jump attack and the levin he carried with it leaves a crater at point of impact. Ilvont's right arm severed from the blast as well as his chest partially caved in, electrical burns about his body from the center of the attack. Syluss hanging onto the spear sticking out of Ilvont's chest using it to hold himself upright. Exhausted from his exertion as well as the pain from his various wounds, he refuses to drop to his knees. He looks at the unrecognizable face of the dragon which he knew was his father. He doesn't recognize him any more now that he had before.
"~Boy...~" Ilvont's words are pained and spoken through gurgled breaths. "~You did~"
"Shut up. For once... in your miserable life... just shut up." Syluss pulls the spear free and stands on his own strength, weak as that may be now. The sky crackling still with static as a cold wind begins to blow.
Syluss lifts the spear one last time against his foe, his father and plunges it into the dragons throat. With a sound and final push, the pained breathing of Ilvont fades, his body limp. Lifting the spear, he spots the Dragoon soul stone set within it. Running bloodied fingers over it, he nods once to himself.
Climbing down from the corpse, he let's the wind flow over him, the ache of his muscles and pain of his wounds seem to blow away with the wind. Viarianne walking with help from Destiney and Stephan, all approach but give a small distance except for Destiney and Evelyn who close the gap and embrace him tightly. Syluss winces at the pain, but the need for such an embrace outweighs the hurt.
"Thank you, you saved me. Saved us."
Stephan leaves Viarianne to go ready the falcon porter to escort them out of here. Syluss looks up at Viarianne and Stephan. "Sir, thank you." Stephan looks at Syluss and wordlessly nods moving to the falcon as Viarianne, using her staff, limps over.
"Mom, this Destiney and Evelyn." She smiles and nods casually mentioning how they already met.
"This is my mom, Viarianne. She's going to coming around more. And we, to visit as well. One hell of a way to bring family together."
This song..../playdead
I am looking forward to seeing if/how Stormblood can top this title menu. I am also going to miss it a lot.
The subtle falling snow as the logo fades in? That first time the brass section hits that chord? It really never loses its power for me, even after all this time.
JAYE JAYLE : A COLD WIND
Jaye Jayle Releases “A Cold Wind”
https://music.mxdwn.com/2020/08/12/news/jaye-jayle-releases-a-cold-wind/