Deathwing [☹] 001

[lavablood]

Who: Deathwing, Alexstrasza, probably Krasus and Ysera eventually, WHOMEVER
Where: The skies of Somarium, specifically Espoir
Style: Third plz
Status: OPEN
Notes: Violence inside. This is occurring at the time of this post

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[flower_fields]

Senri didn't especially like the city, as it was void of life and anything that was familiar to him, so needless to say, he thus spent most of his time in Espoir. As a result, it was rather hard not to notice when a shadow fell over.

He didn't recognize the creature that was in the sky, but he didn't need to. Without hesitation, his arm transformed, as he held it out in front of him and stared at the creature. No particular thought was going through his head, other than that he was possibly in danger--and that was good enough of a reason for him to transform.

[lavablood]

The dragon's head turned slowly from its task to stare at the man below with one large eye. The shift of power due to the transformation had not gone unnoticed by him either. So many foolish mortals...he had never thought he'd see the day where more foolishness existed than that which was present in Azeroth.

Still, it kept him entertained. Deathwing quite suddenly dropped to the ground, tail dragging across the debris he had created rather carelessly to loom over the newcomer.

No words -- not yet, anyway. He wanted to see what this one would do...

[flower_fields]

As strange as it might've sounded, although Senri had his fears, battle wasn't one of them (unless his friends were being threatened, but that wasn't possible when they weren't here). His tendency to act before thinking probably helped with that.

He gave a start when the creature dropped, but he still wasn't frightened. His expression turning into a glare, he began running towards the creature.

Unfortunately, common sense happened to be something Senri failed to possess.

[lavablood]

A deep rumble came from Deathwing, perhaps Senri would recognize it as a scoff. Rather than cook him to a crisp, the giant stood and turned full-circle, seeking to send him flying backwards with the impact of his metal-plated tail.

His claws scraped the ground to assist in keeping him balanced as he twirled -- he wouldn't be caught off-guard if he happened to miss.

[flower_fields]

Senri tried to evade the attack, but failed. Pain spread through his body as the tail hit him and he was knocked back through the air, eventually crashing against the ground where he skidded a good distance.

However, pain was something he was accustomed to by now, so it wasn't quite enough to render him unconscious just yet. The impact had managed to disorient him, though. After lying there for a while, he slowly sat up and pressed a hand against his head, trying to regain clarity. He also began to taste blood as it rose into his mouth, but he didn't pay it much attention.