Leo in inched closer to Shiro, keenly gazing at him as he etched markings into the ground with a flimsy twig. "What's he drawing?", Lucas asked, interested in the strange figure he was carving into the sand. "It looks something like..."
In the Dreamscape world, majority of the group quivered with fear, their hearts pounding as a colossal shadow eclipsed them. Pierson turned around abruptly, staring face to face with the horrid beast they had encountered, a grotesque, fiery dragon, having eight heads that exhaled torrents of flame. The beats of the dragons dark wings quaked through the whole dimension. Amidst the anxiety of the group, a loud voice bellowed out.
●●●●◇"CHARIOTS "◇●●●●
Pierson rushed towards the beast, creating a dark, longsword out of a twig. He picked up a large rock effortlessly and launched it at the creature. He lept forward, finding footing on the rock and vaulting even higher. An ominous scarlet aura coated the blade as he swung it, slicing off three of the dragon's heads. He latched onto the the scaly hide of the dragon with the edge of his blade, grasping tightly onto it. The dragon roared hysterically as its heads regenerated, and threw Pierson off its body, sending him flying through the air and crashing into the ground. The beast locked eyes with the group, ready to unleash its infernal powers. Stepping out was a mysterious persona who wore a shabby cloak that billowed in the wind. His dark hair framed his face, the was dominated by his lime green eyes. As the fiery maelstrom erupted from the mouths of the dragon, a green aura enveloped the area, canceling out all of the dragon's flames. Immediately he did this, two large angelic wings sprouted from behind him, dark in colour, yet laced with the reminiscent lime green. In a low deep voice he called it out, the name of his God ability....
■■■□"ARCHANGEL: BARACHIEL"□■■■