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Agana's stomach rumbled as more mortals splashed down and suffered within just as equally as they had outside. She reared up, grasping Satori and pulled her away, shaking her of her blades! The blue haired one, the second course she had originally intended to eat, was now being raised high to the dragon's gaping, sweaty and bloody maw!!

SPLISH!

Blood splattered as a silvery blade cut through at last, driven through muscle and sinew, and out the back of a peeled away scale from Agana's midsection!



The blade oozed with smoking fluid as well as blood, wiggling jaggedly down the tough dragon hide like one would carve a ham! There was force behind the push, several working hands in tandem helping to pull through the thick hide with the razor sharp hollowed silver blade!

Satori squirmed, feeling watching her ancestral blade and Saeko's sword drop from sight, as her large eyes now turned to the undulating throat ahead of her! "Naaaaaaht agaaiaan!!" she screamed, recalling the first time she saw a maw this close, hoping it had been her last!! But that was when there was an audible squelch coming from below her! She looked down, and saw a sliver of light radiate from the swell in the dragon's chest. A small sliver of light gleaming which wiggled and rattled as it dragged slowly through Agana's hide! Hope... I need to hope! She gulped, looking up at the gaping maw, drawing a few of her ninjutsu bombs and ignited them before tossing them into the maw with a war cry!!

And hope answered, for the roiling stormclouds above parted with lightning and thunder, and the storm struck.

Arching lightning inconceivably arched from the torn skies above, and strait into the blade that pierced Agana's belly from the inside out. Lightning arched and looped back around, striking the blade several times. And then, a large ball of lightning decended from the skies, it moved fast in it's decent, until it hovered over the molten streets that were near liquid from dragonfire.

"Foolish untamed beast. Your slaughter of the innocent ends here and now."

Emerging from the ball of plasma appeared... a winged man, who's armor of polished gold reflected the bright glow that shone from his wings of light.



This was an archangel in full rainment of war!

The green giant bellowed out angrily, pain shooting through its nerves as lightning focused upon the hollowed silver blade jutting from her gut!! How can this be?! Mortals cant survive my hunger! She thought, before the blinding and arcing lightning followed with an explosion in her throat, making her drop Satori! She fell back, her wings singed of their webbing, unable to fly! NO!! She cried, her large blue eyes wide with terror as a figure now came forth from the stunning lightning! Clad in golden armor, its depiction was similar to the Gods prior to their disappearance, if the stories were to be believed. Perhaps only due to the pain and fact she could not fly she reared her head back and then produced a focused stream of fire at the golden armored knight!

Saeko's backup blade, sometimes called her 'Sorrow Tanto' was made of the very rare Hallowed Silver which had been blessed and quenched in Beijio Holy Water, tempered to be an exquisite item of metal craft. Even the grips had silverweave and Ootori silk for stability and quality. The silver, glowing blade sparked with energy that transferred the power of lightning through Agana outside and in. Oddly, Saeko's slimy form was not electrocuted like she had expected following the booming thunder that wasn't gunfire or cannons for a change. The sparking energy lit up the rippling organ, those who yet lived being swallowed up by the beast, were pulling on her body, her hips and helped drag the surgically sharpened blade down the beast's stomach, tring to gut her from within! Air was getting low, and her electric blue eyes seemed to glow as the electricity continued to flow within her and the beast!

Satori let out a cry as she fell, her arms and legs widening as she fell! The booming electric currents seemed to ignore her thankfully, getting close to the dragon where she stabbed her feral and used it to help ease her decent!

Lacking supplies, she relied solely on her claw to help make it to the fiery surface, leaping from Agana's leg to a pylon, where she scrambled to maintain her balance upon. She turned to face the dragon whose agony could be heard from the palace without doubt. She then turned to the golden knight, his voice similar to the one in her head moments ago. "What.. in the twelve is going on?" she asks the air, in shock by what was occurring in front of her.

The golden armored warrior did not move or flinch as the dragonfire washed over him like a tidal wave. The flames waked around his tall armored form like it was water and for several moments nothing seemed to happen, before his voice cut through the streaming and crackling fire.

"Is this all you have Agana? I bear the light of the Flame Imperishable within my veins. Your dragonfire will avail you not."

With those words, a burst of light and energy banished the flames back at the creature, as the angel rose an armored gauntlet, which seemed to alight with heat from within, rather than from without.



And then, within his hand, a great golden spear appeared.  Behold, Solarion, the spear of Valor, and the bringer of the end to those who commit evil."

The spear's top pulsed a bright light, holy flame began to burn there.

The Mysterious Stranger wrote:The golden armored warrior dod not move or flinch as the dragonfire washed over him like a tidal wave. The flames waked around his tall armored form like it was water and for several moments nothing seemed to happen, before his voice cut through the streaming and crackling fire.

"Is this all you have Agana? I bear the light of the Flame Imperishable within my veins. Your dragonfire will avail you not."

With those words, a burst of light and energy banished the flames back at the creature, as the angel rose an armored gauntlet, which seemed to alight with heat from within, rather than from without.



And then, within his hand, a great golden spear appeared.  Behold, Solarion, the spear of Valor, and the bringer of the end to those who commit evil."

The spear's top pulsed a bright light, holy flame began to burn there.

Agana fell back, while the pain in her tummy continued as well, clawing at her chest to try and pry the blade out. She looked over at the glowing creature. "IS IT EVIL... OR NATURE YOUR PURGING?" she asked, blood curdling from her maw, her one eye glaring intently at the spear, granted she had no place to run. She'd face her doom head on if it had to be this way. At least I died with a full stomach...
HEH HEH HEH! She mentally cackled, lives that couldn't be repaid, lives that were snuffed out and devoured for her.

Agana's belly bulged with a wiggling mass, the silvery blade slowly splitting muscle and sinew, parting hardened scales as she was pulled down by a few of the civilians who had survived the swallowing. They were working together to free themselves from the beast, this internal struggle would hopefully soon end, or they will ultimately be digested. It was do or die now, and the dragon's claws did nothing but agitate her wound, the small dagger in comparison was driven faster down, blood spurting from the open wound!

Saeko looked down at the few civilians who held onto her hips and ankles that were helping her cut through. The steaming mess around her kept sliding off the walls, and she wasn't sure, but it felt like it was getting more humid within now. "Hold strong!" She cried out, the stomach gurgles and noises were getting louder! Cries of agony sharply increased below, and within the low light she could see... the acid was beginning to claim victims! People whole were suddenly becoming bone and sinew, digesting by the dying beast! "Don't let go!" She roared, her electric blue eyes glowing in the low light of the quivering belly. She grinds her pearly teeth and cringes from the combined weight hugging her thighs, her hips her ankles and her arms. "My ancestors were devoured by lizard folk... I.. won't let it be the same... with me!" she clenched her teeth tightly and held on for dear life to the Sorrow Blade!

The random injured civilians gripped and pulled, gripped and pulled both at the wound made by Saeko's Tanto, but at the woman's legs herself as she demanded, pulling her down, and trying to drag the wound open like pulling a giant zipper down a leather jacket.

Some of the people were too wounded to continue aiding, and succumbed to their injuries, falling off the congaline of people and into the churning morass of stomach bile that was rising to meet them. The process of digesting a person, even with strong sulfuric acids was slow, and death experienced in that mess was going to be a slow, burning agony for many minutes to hours depending on ones constitution and bodily resistances to the ever assaulting acid. The agonizing death cries spurred the healthier ones on to get them out... before there was not enough of them to make the attempt.

Satori watched as the golden knight hardly took notice of the flames, the lightning from the conjured storm and the rain which poured from the open sky made the dirt road that wasn't in flames muddy and drenched red with blood from both mortal and reptile. She watched as the beast seemed to stare the knight down, and then her eyes turned to the Tanto blade at her chest.

She ran for the dragon, using the pylons and ruined homes and businesses, before jumping back onto the electrified dragoness. She climbs the ribbed belly, and leaps up, grabbing hold of the blade, careful not to cut her fingers off in the process. She cringed, feeling the blade cut into her palms, using her weight on the other end to help pull the blade down from her end!

The golden armored warrior could see the humans still strggling to survive, both within, and without the beast who attacked them, and he smiled beneath his helm, before he addressed the creature again. "If you were a wild beast with no sense of sentience, that would be natural. For who can punish a beast for eating it's prey? But you.... You are accutely aware of what you do, the suffering you cause... In fact, you relish it. You consumed a burning man alive not because you were hungry, but because you wanted him to suffer for daring to fight you. Well now, I am here to fight you... Make me suffer as he did if you can."

With a single spin of the mighty Solarion, the stranger pointed the glowing tip at the Dragon's upper chest again, and a beam of bright golden light burst forth from the weapon, and the might of a thousand burning stars struck the dragon of fire and destruction upon her chest.

The Mysterious Stranger wrote:The golden armored warrior could see the humans still strggling to survive, both within, and without the beast who attacked them, and he smiled beneath his helm, before he addressed the creature again. "If you were a wild beast with no sense of sentience, that would be natural. For who can punish a beast for eating it's prey? But you.... You are accutely aware of what you do, the suffering you cause... In fact, you relish it. You consumed a burning man alive not because you were hungry, but because you wanted him to suffer for daring to fight you. Well now, I am here to fight you... Make me suffer as he did if you can."

With a single spin of the mighty Solarion, the stranger pointed the glowing tip at the Dragon's upper chest again, and a beam of bright golden light burst forth from the weapon, and the might of a thousand burning stars struck the dragon of fire and destruction upon her chest.

"THE CHARRED FLESH IS ADMITTEDLY DELICIOUS..." She snickered, breathing heavily. "THE SUFFERING YOU CAUSED ME... YOU RELISH IN CRUSHING THAT WHICH YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND... AT LEAST I DON'T WASTE THOSE I EAT. THEY KEEP ME FILLED!" She roared, running towards the golden knight, and bringing both her claws upon the knight from either side, even while the beam of flame struck through her heart like a precision laser! Tears of blood ran down her draconic eye as she desperately tried to crush him!

"I do not enjoy violence, or the destruction of any life form. But it is my duty to protect those who are innocent from the predations of evil. I am sorry, but I will do what must be done..." the Archangel answered in a somber voice as the dragon charged at him. In an instant, the Angel snapped into readiness, Solarion splitting into a twin bladed spear, and charged as well.



When the Dragon cut off his beam attack with her claws trying to crush him, he instead brought the blades of his spear careening against her cheek, leaving a bright glowing cut inside the scales...

Saeko cringed, having to push past the strain of being weighed down, the 'zipper' tough. She wiggled and jostled the blade, her body hardly able to hold on; but it was the voices of the people below her, and of the thoughts of becoming a purple haired skeleton that kept her holding on...! However...

"Ah!" She gasped, those electrifying blue eyes were wide, face though slimy was blushing, her long lashes batting gently she turned her head and looked down over her shoulder with a look of embarrassment and annoyance. "I know we haven't the luxury... but whoever's face is against my ass, can you stop moving your mouth? It's... distracting." she pleaded, looking away nervously, trying to keep her composure so as to not let go of the blade!

She then felt weight on the other end, and looked to the flesh they had been slicing through, knowing now that something or someone was aiding them outside now! The body moved in whipping movements, but they held fast even as the bile continued to rise, it wouldn't be long till she too would be covered in its fluids once again.

Satori let out a cry, tears flowing down her cheeks as her body swung, the blade tearing deep into her flesh as she held on, aiding in keeping it straight even as Agana moved violently against the golden knight. In that regard, the knight jabbed his spear into the dragon's mouth, its twin blades blazing hot and melting scales, making Satori writhe and sway to evade the smelted scales from dripping over her! "Ahhhgh!!" She exclaimed, swaying, slitting her palms in order to keep hold of the blade; her oily blood making her slip.

Agana's claws twitched, her eye widened as she let out a tremendous roar! The glowing wound made her fall onto her haunches, her hands clawing at the spear, trying to yank it out! GET OFF!! IT BURNNNS! Her mind screamed, blood gurgling down from the lower jaw and her long neck. She couldn't bother with the mortals cutting away from her stomach AND handle the spear wielding knight!

The many people that remained kept getting jostled around but held on  for their lives as the bile rose up.

The young man currently holding onto Saeko's waist and legs, and trying to push against the udulating walls of flesh merely looked up the woman's back and let out a disgruntled muffled grunt as he pulled hard, his own waist gripped by another two people below him, and so on down into the rising bile.

*HmmHumbbfff, Pmmmmlllll!* ("Nevermind that, PULLLL!") he yelled out a muffled yell.

The stranger pulled the spear back, and because of his nature, he was going to give the creature one chance, and only one. "I will give you only one chance to save yourself, pitiful creature. Release those you have consumed who still yet live, and then depart these lands, never to return or harm the sentient innocent ever again. Or refuse, and face your eternal destruction by my blade. You will not receive this mercy a second time..." the Archangel decreed. "The folly of this waste of time. Such a minor creature should have easily been delt with by mortal soldiers, or even this world's planetary guardians... It should not have required my direct intervention. Hmm... it would seem my wayward sibling has caused enough strife to be distracting..."

Random Mobs wrote:The many people that remained kept getting jostled around but held on  for their lives as the bile rose up.

The young man currently holding onto Saeko's waist and legs, and trying to push against the udulating walls of flesh merely looked up the woman's back and let out a disgruntled muffled grunt as he pulled hard, his own waist gripped by another two people below him, and so on down into the rising bile.

*HmmHumbbfff, Pmmmmlllll!* ("Nevermind that, PULLLL!") he yelled out a muffled yell.

Saeko's eyes widened by her... 'companion's' muffled cries, the vibrations making her gasp and lose her grip for a moment! The entire line faltered for a moment, someone on the very end losing their grip and falling into the bile! She gripped tighter, and pulled herself up, hoping her weight was enough to slice the belly deeper. C'mon, upon up!! She mentally screamed, her body shaking, getting hotter as if sparking with electricity of her own. Her eyes gleamed, and she forced her chest against the grip of the blade, and yanked down!

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip!!

The blade tore its way down the leathery scales, almost on cue with the archangel's words about Agana's strength, of how she could have taken this much abuse already by their hands. Saeko wasn't much of a fool of what was happening outside, having felt the shocks of it since she was devoured. "HOLD ON!" She exclaimed, the blade parting flesh downward like a zipper, flesh spreading wide, as all of them were suddenly splashed with bile. Stinging fluid prickled her flesh, forcing her to close her eyes, but she didn't have to for long. The pressure of the fluid against the weakened stomach wall flushed fluid from Agana's stomach and forced it out of the opening, the people within the yellowish bile with it!

Satori hung on for dear life, but felt the blade give, and then felt stinging warm fluid flush over her as she was forced back! She couldn't scream, her head colliding with another skull within the flood of stomach bile, her body hitting the muddy earth several feet below! The streets flooded with yellowish bile, bones, meat chunks, and bodies both living and dead! It stank to high heaven, and Satori had flashbacks with Onishe... Except his stomach had more rotting fish... she thought, coughing and sitting on her knees, arms out stretched with slime trailing off them. "C'mon.. I didn't even get eaten... yet I still get slimed?!" she complained, before her thoughts turned to those who were greedily devoured! She turned and looked about, ready to help them before getting her own wounds tended to.

Agana's blue eye widened, unable to turn her head down thanks to the golden knight's spear, while her stomach's contents spilled onto the streets! Immense pain proved to be too great for the scaly creature. "I GUESS... I WON'T BE LEAVING WITH A FULL BELLY..." Her rough voice dipped, her body slumping as the injury to her stomach was simply too great to ignore. The knight retracted the spear, and her head fell, her body falling as well, unintentionally making her final 'fuck you' to the people by crushing them with her immense dead weight!

"GET DOWN!"

CRASH

Rain droplets rolled down his cheek, beading his eyelids and across his neck. His lashes flutter, and his lids slowly open, looking up at a dull grey sky in the midst of a storm. He was laying amidst the trashed remains of one of the standard Beijionese oriental buildings that was laid to waste by the dragon's attack. He was just recalling the events leading up to the attack, wincing while it continued to shower over him. Bloody feckin' Hells... me first time in Beijio, and my take away from this is a feckin' spike through my chest from a bloody dragon... Blood rolled across his exposed flesh from the wounds he suffered when the tail swung out. He tried to stay clear of the mob that had been gathered prior to the Dragon's random appearance, ducking into a building for shelter when someone screamed to get down. He was a bit slow to the draw...

"!!!" he gasped, his right hand clutching the sandal wood dowel sticking from his chest, it didn't impale him straight through luckily enough. "Gah... this is gonna be a fuckin' pain in me arse...!" he cringed, his teeth clenched tight, his hands pulling the wooden rod from his chest in slow, painful pulls. "Gaaaaahck, errg..." he grunts, breathing sharply, yanking the wooden pole out before sharply screaming in a torrent of curses! "...! *GAG* Ugh... thank the Gods its bucketing..." he whimpers, closing his eyes, ripping his shirt open and exposes the bleeding wound. The pouring rain fell upon the wound, which slowly began to seal. He feels relief as the wound seals slowly, but the blood stops leaking out of him. "Thank Scar'd and His blessings..." he gasped, eyes still closed while the rain continued to seal his shallow and medium cuts and injuries. The Scardian youth began to chuckle maddeningly. "Oh Finn Lachdanan, ya lucky sonvabitch; 'twould be a shame to kick the bucket from a bloody wooden peg! I can see that on ya tombstone now: 'Descendant of the Kingslayer, died by taking a wooden pole to the gut, the fuckin' gobshite'; heh... be a long fuckin' tomb stone though..." he chuckles again, painfully though. His cuts became bruises, and if it weren't for him being Scardian born, his condition would have been worse. Better to get stabbed here than in the dessert where there isn't any water or hospitals... He thought, running a bloody gloved hand across his face, his body shaking when he heard the booming!

Finn turned his large dark eyes upon the dragon and the floating golden knight high above him! "Fucking hells!" He exclaimed, jumping up from his position in spite of his injuries, crunching Beijionese rice paper and sandal wood debris under his Mythgarde Mythril toe boots, diving out of the way as the beast reared forward, her tail slamming where he had been laying! He rolled onto his side, plowing through a rice paper wall before colliding into a wooden end table. He gasped, pulling himself up from the broken surface by the table's legs. The room he was in was barely standing, and he didn't take long to stumble back into the streets. His sword, of Mythgarde make clanked against the back of his thighs, the axe slapping his side. He held his aching right arm while crossing into the fiery, muddy main road where it looked like a battlefield. It stank to high heavens too, wrinkling his nose. Awwwf! Smell's like Dragon's Tooth Tavern during Founder's Day... he thought, thinking of the burly Scardians of the south and the slimmer of the north drinking to Scar'd and barfing when they've drank themselves sick. He glances at the street, noticing the frothy yellowish brine splash across the street. Chunks of dead humans and neko fill the street, bones and meat... but there was also movement! To his disbelief there had been survivors of the dragon's belly who cut themselves free of their acidic prison before him! Mud and bile caked their bodies, but there were at least twelve scrambling onto their feet or screaming with a mix of disgust and pain.

He smiled wryly. Well I can't speak for their mental facilities, at least some survived. Them Beijionese are a tough lot they are... His thoughts were suddenly drowned out with worry as he saw the lumbering giant lizard begin to teeter and fall forward! Her shadow cast upon the civilians who managed to escape by their luck and perseverance, threatening to crush them and steal their victory! "MOVE!!" he screamed, his Scardian agility allowing him to cross the distance within seconds, the lumbering giant's shadow darkening yet hadn't fell flat yet! He got to some of the survivors, pulling them onto their feet, pushing them away from the dragons path, pushing away at least six before turning to the green scales falling upon him. His eyes widened. Finn Lachdanan, Descendant of the Kingslayer, crushed by twelve feckin' tonnes of irony! His mind joked in defiance of the dire situation; for it was Scar'd's gift which saved him from his wounds, but the irony was Scar'd was a dragon slayer, and this dead giant was moments away from crushing him and a few others he wasn't able to pull away in time! He held up his right arm, looking away and closed his eyes tight, readying himself for death! I wished I at least had a decent ride before I died! So close to the red light district too! His mind screamed, grinding his teeth as the green scales descended upon them!

The inside of Agana's belly became tumultuous, as the people were tossed about as much as the thick dark brine of bile within the stomach, but as Saeko exited through the fresh gap in the stomach wall, she dragged everyone who held on out with her as the beast teetered and swayed. All those who could hold on were pulled free. Those who could not were either left behind in the ruined digestive organ, or fell out separately a few meeters to the soft, warm, yet grimey city streets. the asphault in it's softened warmed state partly cushioned the fall.

Saeko landed with Satory, both clinging to the Sorrow Tanto. Meanwhile the young man who held onto Saeko's waiste landed as he held on, now face down in the cleavage of her butt crack. And the congaline of people who held onto his legs all landed in a heap of discarded stomach content.

However, those who remained conscious and relatively aware, all looked up in horror as the beast that had burned, lacerated and eaten them began to topple over towards them once again. The stomach opening as the creature's weight sagged, almost like the dead dragon was trying in death to put them back in the way they came out.