The Phoenix's Legion

Killshot, Rosset and War fang battle in the deep frost of the cursed tower against Julia. The vampire Julia was a more physical fighter when compared to the other vampires our heroes crossed paths with. She used neither sword or shield, nothing but her b.a.r.e fist's and a shadow that hovered above her as she attacked.

Julia could feel her lover's presence fading as she battled her foes, it was a fate she would not allow, the shadow consumed Julia like a thick black tar, when the tar cleared Julia emerged with her entire body covered in silver. War fang had begun to feel a second presence rising, it was similar to Julia's but stronger, whatever it was War fang knew that Julia was the cause of it and if she wasn't quickly dealt with something was going to make them pay for their hesitation.

War fang: "we need to kill her before whatever she's summoning comes."

Rosset: "summoning?"

Killshot: "am not going to argue with a Lycan's senses, that silver layer of hers is protecting her from harm, we won't get anywhere unless we break through it."

War fang: "leave that to me."

Right before Killshot and Rosset's eyes War fang ripped his clothes apart as he assumed the form of a four legged Lycan. His fur was thick and brown with a beautiful copper shine, even with four legs it stood face to face with Killshot. The sight of this beast frightened Rosset but there was no time for fear, the beast at the moment was on her side and they needed to act quickly.

Killshot took to the sky and fired relentlessly at Juliet as Rosset and War fang in his beast form attacked directly. Rosset wasn't a challenge for Julia but the Lycan was a different story, it's speed and strength were close to impossible to deal with. The lycan would at one moment be standing right in front of Julia and next disappear into the shadows. It was impossible to sense, how could a creature so large and heavy just disappear from sight? Julia wondered.

After pressuring Julia an opening had presented itself to Killshot, he dived towards Julia and from point black range fired his shotgun at her. A staggered Julia, without notice, had offered herself to the jaws of a lycan, War fang tore through Julia's silver shell with the ferocity of a true beast. The silver layer burned War fangs moth but his ferocity as a beast endured the harsh pain and strengthened his mighty bight. Julia tried to beat War fang away but the weight of the lycan was too overwhelming, Julia was pinned down in terror as layer by layer of her silver was torn, the moment her flesh was exposed to War fang he went in for the kill but the final blow would not touch Julia.

The jaws of War fang were being held by muscular arms that came from Julia's thin silver armour, what emerged from Julia was an angry Von Drake who pushed the Lycan back. He stood in the same form as Julia, covered in a layer of silver, a glorious and terrifying sight, one that no lycan would dare even think of facing.

Von Drake: "so this is what you mortals have been up to."

Killshot: "what the hell, you were at the front lines, the report said you had been killed by Drago, thousands of soldiers from the mortal alliance confirmed this, how are you here?."

Von Drake: "did you honestly think I would leave this place without a security measure put in place, your prince only faced half of my strength and he nearly died. I found it just a bit odd that the humans would attack so recklessly knowing full well what wrath you were going to face. I'll first deal with you and then I'll take my place back in the front lines, your prince doesn't deserve the red cloak of a silver hunter."

Rosset: "take a look at your woman Von Drake, look at how she trembles even in your presence after facing a lycan, you will end up just the same."

Von Drake: "my sweet Julia was never much of a warrior but her deep connection to me has its obvious uses, rest my love, I will deal with this mongrel, it is my duty as a hunter."

Killshot: "I was wondering why a vampire like her would be guarding this place, you're quite the clever one but you must be insane if you think you can beat all three of us."

A taunt that was meant to calm Rosset and fill War fang with pride but Killshot knew damn well that a vampire elder with the skill of a silver hunter was a disaster that has taken form at the worst possible moment.

Von Drake: "Lycan!!! My whole life as a hunter I waited for your kind to return, look at my blade beast, even as a vampire it still sings to me, it d.e.s.i.r.es your blood, and your blood it shall have!!!!"

Von Drake charged and cut War fang, the hunters blade burned the lycan's flesh and slightly poisoned it, the mighty beast now limped like any wounded dog. War fang howled and unleashed his lycan roar, an ability that was known to the legion as the song of war, it was the same ability Ragna used in the battle of the Rovahn walls. Such an attack in lycan form would kill just about anything but Von Drake was more than capable of dodging the lethal attack.

Von Drake: "it doesn't matter how much power you unleash, a hunter only needs to strike once and you are far too slow to strike me, your head will soon be mine."

Killshot: "don't get ahead of yourself buddy."

Von Drake had been struck by a green blast, it was the ring that Killshot had claimed in the battle of the Rovahn walls, judgment bringer. Rosset jumped behind Von Drake and attacked his throat at the same moment War fang leaped at the vampire elder in the attempt to take his head and Rosset. Von Drake had regained his composure and threw Rosset towards War Fangs jaws. Rosset did all she could to dodge the attack but it wasn't enough to save her lower body, the lycan venom coursed through her body and completely burned right through her like acid.

Von Drake: "do you see, the beast can't even distinguish between friend and foe, trust me mortal am doing you a favour."

Julia had creeped behind Killshot and ran her arms through him, in the midst of the battle she had crippled the great soldier, the first team was now completely in shambles. Von Drake undistracted relentlessly attacked War fang with the hunter's blade which slowly but surely brought the lycan to its knees, War fang had returned to his human form weak and bloody.

Von Drake: "did you honestly believe a group as weak as yours would take this tower? Pitiful, first I'll claim your head then am going to deal with the rest of your lycan filth!!!"

Killshot on the ground bleeding to death begun to laugh.

Von Drake: "and what do you find so amusing?"

Killshot: "I never consider using this but you and your bitch are standing right in front of me, all my allies are out of the way."

Julia: "if your referring to that ring it wouldn't do you much good against my Von Drake, now just lay there like a good dog and bleed, it's the kindest death a common mortal like you can be offered."

Killshot: "I suppose your right, the ring won't be much use, and I am a mortal but a common mortal, I don't think so, this soldier still has one more trick up his sleeve and it's a damn good one."

Killshot lifted his fist and begun to stare at his emerald ring, he removed his eyepatch and exposed a dragon eye, I real living dragon eye in its purest form. Everything that Killshot saw was set ablaze by dragon fire and because he did so whilst staring at his ring the flames also possessed curse seals. Von Drake and Julia in shock burned right before Killshot's eyes, in a last ditch attempt to survive Von Drake grabbed Julia and with all his might he leaped through the towers wall and fell to the ground. Once again with his back against the wall Killshot had won another battle with an immortal and saved the mission.

Killshot and his group would now start to heal their wounds and recuperate so as to aid the others, Rosset and War fang couldn't come close to understanding what had just happened. Rosset was in terrible condition but still alive and war fang was in a similar condition so they focused on regaining their strength. Von Drake knew, unlike War fang and Rosset, Von Drake at the bottom of the tower with Julia and himself brutally burned, trembled as Rosset said, he knew. The vampire barely escaped the attack with his life, an attack that originated from the great immortal family, a ghost of the Dragonforge bloodline.

Von Drake's log: "first the lycan's return from the grave, then the prince of Rovahn joins the silver hunters and offers it to a dark power that none of as in this realm can understand and now this. How is this possible? Tharion had loved a mortal, it is a thing known to those of us that followed the history of the immortal family. Was it an impressive trick or could it really be the same being? Raziel my king, did you feel it? I pray you did for your humble servant has faced the wrath of the Dragonforge family, the dragon still walks among us, the half breed lives."