"Lightning, now!" I call out to my friend as I present my staff in the air. A titanic maw races towards me along with a darkening sky. Rows of teeth pass by me above and over but I hold my ground. Bringing my weapon down, I call for the storm to follow with its thunderous fury.
The sea-dragon roars and I go flying on its rust and salt-scented breath. Spasming backwards, Boisenmarck fights back against the electric ripples surging down into the water through him. Blasting the dragon back with a cloud of volatile static, I move onto drawing it further away from the ship. Eyeing the crippled vessel carefully, I pray again and again for it to make that final distance to shore.
"DIE FOR ME, STORMLIGHT!" the dragon speaks as it rapidly snakes a vortex into existence. Following its many limbs and their behemoth claws as they swipe for me, I find myself in the middle of the vortex. Observing the water it brings up with it and the sudden break in the clouds as the colossal dragon towers out of the water. I develop an idea.
"The eye of the storm is often said to be the safest place." I comment as I quietly send Lightning's power up into sky to craft a great weapon.
"FOR YOU IT IS NOTHING MORE THAN A TARGET! A TUNNEL THAT SHALL LEAD TO MY GREATEST SNACK!" the dragon growls as it dives jaw-first into the self-made tunnel.
"You are your own tomb." I correct the gargantuan lizard as molten metal rains and sparks around me.
"I WILL DEVOUR YOU ALL!" the dragon bite back as a white-hot glow blinds me.
"LIGHTNING!" I cry out as I raise my staff up high. In a sudden flash, golden light pierces the great beast and joins with my staff's tip. With the howling roar of the storm crashing against my weapon, the Thurnmourer's light races through the endless body of the dragon. Lighting up the waters below, the world turns a bright gold packed with electrical spicing.
"Einervaene, the ship will not make it." Lighting informs as he collects himself into my staff and then into me.
"Create me a path." I request as I turn to face the direction I am sure the ship was in. Watching as steel scales and scorched, red flesh blow away from me, a path opens up. Going along it with as much haste as Lightning's wings can give me, I return to the ship. Landing with a gentle run, I turn back to the great dragon as it turns towards us.
"HOW IS THAT THING STILL NOT DEAD!?" one crew member screams in despair as the power of Boisenmarck's roar rocks the crumbling ship.
"Usually, you come back when the beast is dead!" Brewbrt snaps as he crashes onto the deck besides me.
"I thought I had!" I tell him before I return my attention to the rapidly approaching sea-serpent.
"HONOURED STORMLIGHT, DIE!" Boisenmarck calls out with a surprisingly calm tone as silver-tinted emerald lights up next to me.
"Leave the beast slaying to the professionals, I guess." Brewbrt remarks as he dives off of the ship with explosive force.
"Lady Einervaene... If you can, get my crew ashore." the Captain pleads as he staggers up to me with a bloodied head.
"Lightning, anchors!" I request as my friend detaches himself to create hook-ending chains of solid thunder-gold. Moving towards the aft as the direction of the pull takes over, I glance out into the skies as Brewbrt takes to the air. Behind him, a trail of emerald orbs build up as he seemingly tunnels through the sky.
"I've heard a few stories of a man like that... Of a man trailed by orbs of wind."
"Skybomber Brewbrt!" I breathe as my friend, Mother's dear friend fills the sky with countless spells. For a moment, he even blocks out the lightning-wracked sky as he displays his power. The spells start to fall slowly and gracefully and worry fills the crew. I trust Brewbrt, but I have to admit, his magic was moving a little slow...
"BRACE FOR IMPACT!" the Captain calls out as Boisenmarck snakes up with a glowing maw and reared back head.
Emerald power erupts across his side and the beast's molten bile spits out towards the seas below. More and more explosions burst to life and gale-force winds blow the ship in a wide arc away from the dragon. Catching a glimpse of Brewbrt as he ascends to the dragon's head, I hold my breath as the dragon veers its gaze. Feeling the ship tremble as the beast growls, Brewbrt breaks through into the sky with a nasty surprise.
"EMPEROR HURRICANE-"
"LIGHTNING, AIR COVER, NOW!" I scream as the overwhelming power makes itself known.
"BOMB!" Brewbrt chants as a single, modest but highly dense egg of magic makes its way to the glowing jaws of the dragon. With a blast that created tsunami's all the way down below, everyone is knocked down. Emerald light blinds us all and I even hear the faintest screams of men going blind as the ship violently rocks. Urging Lightning to keep the crew safe, I wait until the ship stops shaking for the most part before getting back up.
"Ah... My skin burns!" the Captain growls as I look out at the emerald mist. Not catching sight of Brewbrt amisdt the falling pieces of dragon flesh, I start to panic. Rushing to the edge of the ship, i beckon Lightning back to my side and I have him mop up the air and sky.
"Einervaene, towards the coastline!" Lightning beckons to which I spot a small mass almost burning up as it goes towards my homeland. With a further eruption of power marking his arrival on a collapsing island...
"Brewbrt!" I nearly screech as the Captain takes hold of my hand.
"Get... Get to him, we'll land ashore!" the pained sailor tells me as I climb up onto the guard rails.
"Makes sure to call for help if you need it!" I tell them as I leap off the ship to race to my friend. Eyeing the falling islands with worry, I have Lightning come up to my side.
"Yes, Einervaene?"
"Is there any way you can prevent these islands from falling!?" I ask him as we have no doubt just put port towns and whole villages at risk.
"I can restore the links to the Lightning Mountain, you only but ask." Lightning nods confidently.
"GO, SAVE THEM ALL!" I scream at him as I lock onto Brewbrt's magical aura.
"As commanded." Lightning answers as he surges out towards the islands with a deceptively destructive visage. Focusing on my friend, I crash onto the island he is sliding down and I grab onto him.
"Wew... I remember why I stopped using magic on that scale..." he groans with a gleeful laugh.
"You idiot..." I mutter as I watch Lighting latch onto the falling, metallic landmass. Jerking with the sudden stop, I pull my friend to his feet as the island starts to level out. Glancing at the devastated village near us, I shake my head and look at the ship as it crashes ashore.
"I hope you have no more grand entrances planned, Einervaene." Brewbrt breathes as his armoured bulk falls against me.
"No more risks like that, do you hear me?" I laugh out as I spot a lone cloud stray towards us.
"N-" Brewbrt starts to go as blue electricity cackles from me.
Crashing closer to the ship, I let go of him.
"-O!" Brewbrt finishes as he collapses to the ground with a gag.
"Is everyone alright!?" I call out to the ship's crew or what was likely left of them, rather.
"Some help would be appreciated..." Brewbrt goes, but, I decide to take it as him speaking on their behalf.
"It's alright everyone, just come to me and I will do my best!" I tell the crew as they fall and slip out of the gutted underbelly of the thankfully upright ship.
"Lady Einervaene..." one of the crew mutters as I start to apply my own personal reserves of magic to their wounds and ailments.
"Don't look at it, please..." I beg before the man starts to laugh.
"You are incredible!" he goes as I zap him back to health. Smiling, I nod at his words before I move onto the next man. Sorting man after man out, I come upon the Storyteller as he tries to fashion himself a crutch.
"Would you like any help?" I ask him as I help him to his one good leg.
"No... I am fine... We are all very fine, thanks to you, My Lady." he goes as Lightning returns to me in the nick of time. Doing away with my tainted, blue magic, I help everyone with sparks of golden light.
"The islands are restored, but the damage remains." Lightning explains quietly as I wander from the healed crew.
"Mmm..." I moan uncomfortably.
"I can't believe you seriously made me vacate my bowels!" Brewbrt complains as he staggers towards me with a strange mixture of armoured feet against metallic ground.
"I need to get to Mother but..."
"You want to help." Brewbrt finishes as he pats my back gently.
"Your mother's waited this long, I'm sure she can and will be glad to know you spent the time beforehand saving your people."
"Well, Lightning has been..." I say to which the ancient power had nothing to say. We all knew it was right, I was going little, almost nothing!
"Come on, we'll gather the crew and we can get them to a town properly. You'll have your chance to fix my mistakes."
"How can you call what you did a mistake?" I ask him and he just points up at the emerald mist as it thickly laces itself like a fog.
"There's a lot of very potent residue because of that spell. It might become blood in the water for other sea-dragons, but, here's to hoping the body of one warns them off." he explains to me as he pats my back one final time.
"No I-" I start to complain before I turn and see the gathered up crew.
The Captain steps forward with a recovered mug of electrolysed spirits, "THREE CHEERS FOR THE LADY-HEIR EINERVAENE BOSPHAMA!"
"KEOEFIN! KEOEFIN! KEOEFIN!"
"You're joking, I kill the dragon and they praise you..." Brewbrt scoffs falsely as teases the fact my face was going red with his armoured fingers.