( Hwylryn is quiet for a time. He gazes at Chu Wenshan with an expression that feels - mournful. As much as he wished Tiamat had lived, as much as he resented Chu Wenshan, sorely, as the winner, he couldn't hate someone who really, truly, acted without malice. (Even then, he would still hesitate, likely.)
He has taken more lives than he's lived years in his careless caprice, but to gaze one person in the eye and extinguish the flame of their life is a little bit harder.
He really, selfishly, wanted this to be easier for himself. )
... All right.
( He stands, Chu Wenshan sinking slightly with Hwy's weight - increased only a little - as he steps off his torso, and begins to sink down. )
I'll take care of you.
( Hwylryn disappears into the water. In the moments after, Chu Wenshan disappears, too.
And that seems to be that, for a moment.
Chu Wenshan finds he isn't drowning, even without holding his breath. He's held carefully by a bubble, sinking deeper and deeper - or maybe it only feels that way, with darkness above and darkness below.
And then there's a startling flash of blue and silver, coming at him faster than is clear.
As it reaches the apex of its flight, the water gone and leaving green meadows in its wake, the clouds and rains a storm about them, leaving Hwylryn, in his true form, and Chu Wenshan in the eye of the storm, Ish's blissful sun shining down upon them, Hwylryn tosses Chu Wenshan up, as he had earlier, and lets him bask briefly in the sun and breeze, and see the face of his executioner.
And then it snaps Chu Wenshan up in his jaws, and there is an echoing crunch.
The dragon glides in a languid, circular spiral down to the moist meadows below, its body dissolving into cool mist and light, Hwylryn takes on his human form once more, the magic evaporating from him.
And as he lands, he's still chewing quietly, pensively, until he finally swallows. )
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He has taken more lives than he's lived years in his careless caprice, but to gaze one person in the eye and extinguish the flame of their life is a little bit harder.
He really, selfishly, wanted this to be easier for himself. )
... All right.
( He stands, Chu Wenshan sinking slightly with Hwy's weight - increased only a little - as he steps off his torso, and begins to sink down. )
I'll take care of you.
( Hwylryn disappears into the water. In the moments after, Chu Wenshan disappears, too.
And that seems to be that, for a moment.
Chu Wenshan finds he isn't drowning, even without holding his breath. He's held carefully by a bubble, sinking deeper and deeper - or maybe it only feels that way, with darkness above and darkness below.
And then there's a startling flash of blue and silver, coming at him faster than is clear.
A streak of white lightning splits out from the waters, the ocean and rain and winds sucked up in its wake, as a ginormous dragon grows clear in the mirrors, Chu Wenshan's scruff caught in its teeth.
As it reaches the apex of its flight, the water gone and leaving green meadows in its wake, the clouds and rains a storm about them, leaving Hwylryn, in his true form, and Chu Wenshan in the eye of the storm, Ish's blissful sun shining down upon them, Hwylryn tosses Chu Wenshan up, as he had earlier, and lets him bask briefly in the sun and breeze, and see the face of his executioner.
And then it snaps Chu Wenshan up in his jaws, and there is an echoing crunch.
The dragon glides in a languid, circular spiral down to the moist meadows below, its body dissolving into cool mist and light, Hwylryn takes on his human form once more, the magic evaporating from him.
And as he lands, he's still chewing quietly, pensively, until he finally swallows. )