Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

While Chenoa was facing Leif, something slammed into her side, knocking her talons away from Atlantis’ neck.
Ender rolled awkwardly over and stood up, standing in between the SeaWing and Chenoa. “No.” He said resolutely, his voice wavering. “You’re not going to kill him.”
“Ender! You’re going to get killed!” Chenoa cried, wrapping a wing around her friend.
 
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“He couldn’t control me even if he wanted to.” Raptor said with a snarl. “I’ve been trying to find my infernal animus but he’s nowhere to be found. What’s Leif doing now?”

"Oh, I'm not sure," Cinta turned squinting up at the palace. "He was on the terrace last I saw him. I- oh! Heavens, he's moved, look!" Cinta pointed in the distance to where Leif's massive form lurked, his white, blue scales reflecting the moon light.
Yikes. Ivory thought, watching the exchange. She followed Cinta’s gaze to the huge glittering ice dragon. The urgency of the situation struck her like an icicle to the heart.
 
Cyprus stopped, trying to think.
Oh. Now he remembered.

The Leafwing gulped. "This is what he said."

"I enchant all things everywhere, both animate and inanimate, to be not effected in any way whatsoever by any spell that Leif the Icewing casts. Also, to negate the effect of any spell he has on any dragon currently, completely and entirely freeing them from his power."
Leif backed away from Cyprus, hissing as frost breath slowly crawled up his throat. Leif coughed, a cloud of icy fog gathering around his face. He turned towards the direction which he had last seen the SeaWing Animus.

(Dun, dun, DUUUUUUU.)
 
Leif turned to Cyprus, spitting ice. He blasted the LeafWing's front left talon, freezing it the the ground. "It will fix everything." Leif rasped, smiled darkly, his throat glowing a deep turquoise as he slowly conjured more ice.
“Don’t take any offense, but what exactly do you mean by “everything”?” Chenoa asked, turning her head to face Leif.
 
"Oh no." Cyprus said as he realized what was going on. "Oh NO."

Panicked thoughts started to swirl in the dragon's head. He knew this wasn't helping either Ender or Atlantis but he couldn't stop them.

*What's happening? Is he dying?? I thought animi were all-powerful! Is using too much magic lethal?? What have I done?! WHAT HAVE I DONE?!!!*

At this point Cyprus was trembling uncontrollably. He needed to do something. Fast.

But he had no idea what.

Trying to think, Cyprus scratched out all his writing in the soil, especially the spell.

*What's this gonna do??* He thought. *It's better than doing nothing*

But doing something that would actually help was even better than that.
But what could he do? He was just a dragon. Not an animus. Not a god. Just-- a dragon.

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Can I kill Atlantis?)
Atlantis had laid there for a long while, muffled voices echoing around in the dark void that was his mind. Then a loud hissing, frosty and low. The sound of death. It awoke him just enough to realize what was happening. The large evil Icewing glared over him, readying his frostbreath. Atlantis cast a protection spell over himself and anyone near him in an instant, with just his thoughts as his tongue felt heavy and too useless to talk. Then he was covered in a shower ice sparkling ice….
 
Leif turned to Cyprus, spitting ice. He blasted the LeafWing's front left talon, freezing it the the ground. "It will fix everything." Leif rasped, smiled darkly, his throat glowing a deep turquoise as he slowly conjured more ice.
"Augh!" Cyprus yelled as he felt his fingers grow numb inside the ice.
"Everything you've broken?" He asked.

A pause.

"So let's say you win." The Leafwing finally said.

"You kill hundreds, perhaps thousands of dragons and they all come to tremble and fear you and acknowledge you as "high king" of Pyyrhia. Or whatever you want. Right?" He asked staring hard at Leif.
 
Atlantis had laid there for a long while, muffled voices echoing around in the dark void that was his mind. Then a loud hissing, frosty and low. The sound of death. It awoke him just enough to realize what was happening. The large evil Icewing glared over him, readying his frostbreath. Atlantis cast a protection spell over himself and anyone near him in an instant, with just his thoughts as his tongue felt heavy and too useless to talk. Then he was covered in a shower ice sparkling ice….
"Augh!" Cyprus yelled as he felt his fingers grow numb inside the ice.
"Everything you've broken?" He asked.

A pause.

"So let's say you win." The Leafwing finally said.

"You kill hundreds, perhaps thousands of dragons and they all come to tremble and fear you and acknowledge you as "high king" of Pyyrhia. Or whatever you want. Right?" He asked staring hard at Leif.
Leif continued to blast the invisible Animus, watching the ice form around an invisible body. He hacked and coughed, summoning more frost breath, channeling every shard of ice at the Animus. It seemed to go on forever, and when he finally stopped, his throat burned, his tongue felt raw.

Leif swallowed hard, turning to the LeafWing, tiny coughs racking his throat. "What- uh," he blinked, shaking his head, brow arched, "what was that?"
 
Leif swallowed hard, turning to the LeafWing, tiny coughs racking his throat. "What- uh," he blinked, shaking his head, brow arched, "what was that?"
"Let's say you win." Cyprus repeated. "You're too powerful, too strong to resist. All dragons on the continent bow before you as their new king."

His tone softened a little.
"But what then?"
 

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