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Subject: Got a lift.. Unexpectedly.

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Jonath

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Date Posted: 01/20/05 10:23:57pm Thu
In reply to: BloodKnights 's message, "War it is." on 01/20/05 9:37:34pm Thu

Jonath was slightly confused as to why Lashana would help him but it didn't matter from where he was he could see the entire battle beginning. He could feel Talon on his way and thought only to find Z, he could see Destin and he sighed...

"Three BloodKnights and a Thousand dragons... I guess it is possible for us to win this..." Jonath scanned the battlefield a second time and saw a ripple in the wind that only Zygenda could cause.

Then he saw Wyrd, Jonath didn't want to be here but it was forced on him. He could feel it in Zygenda's mind too, the reason for both of them was the same... -Nobody hurts their family.-

Jonath closed his eyes and focused in his gut. His mind sent to warning, he then pulled the sword from his side. The blade glowing a light blue witha swirl of green moving through it, the hilt containing six rubies somehow fused into the metal, two of which were already glowing.

He pulled off his cloak, he was now wearing a layered dragon scale trench coat and below that what seemed to be leather armor, although as the it was struck by light is flowed like a liquid.

His coat shifted and disappeared, dragon-like wings sprouting from his back and with a powerful push off the ground his body launched at Damuthca. His sword pulled back he readied himself for a strike against the dragon's heart.

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