Valvatorez is quick to be ready to dodge after he unleashes such an attack. He's well aware that the reckless assault he laid down on the Suneater would put him front and center on the creature's attention. And that's precisely where he wanted it. It might be suicidal by a lot of definitions, but to a Tyrant, a confident, wilful daemon with complete faith and trust in his comrades, it felt the only natural course of action.
His faith was rewarded thanks to both Puella and Desidera, Puella buying him more time to escape, and Desidera's apt shadow manipulation aiding his evasion. He relented to the shadows yanking him away from danger, and dropping his massive draconic form to become harder for the beast to track. Once pulled out of immediate danger, albeit barely, the daemon pops loose of Desidera's shadows and flies up to land on the creature's snout. To a beast so grand, the heavy footsteps of Valvatorez bearing down on it, practically taunting it might barely register. But he marches with purpose, alacrity, and unholy speed up its snout toward its head.
"Commander Vaeris. I trust you have the orichalcum-tipped bunker busters I procured loaded?"
"SkyKnight One. Yes sir, two subs waiting to be delivered, hot and fresh."
"Between its eyes. Behind its massive first horn. I am heading there. Drop the payload and soften his skull so that I might perform an unlicensed lobotomy."
"Professor, I am under professional obligation to warn you that the weapons might not penetrate the creature successfully. Concrete, steel, and adamantine are one thing, but... this thing is something else."
"I am well aware, Commander. Start your attack run."
"SkyKnight One, copy that. I'm already coming around." The Rune Wing performed a daring acrobatic maneuver, pushing through the vicious winds and forces the creature put out there. It flew closer to the creature, to where Valvatorez indicated. "SkyKnight One, Magnum, Magnum."
A pair of heavy missiles launched out from the wings of the craft, streaking toward the skull of the dragon, and with any luck, hitting home and punching through its heavy scales and skin... or whatever passed for them.
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His faith was rewarded thanks to both Puella and Desidera, Puella buying him more time to escape, and Desidera's apt shadow manipulation aiding his evasion. He relented to the shadows yanking him away from danger, and dropping his massive draconic form to become harder for the beast to track. Once pulled out of immediate danger, albeit barely, the daemon pops loose of Desidera's shadows and flies up to land on the creature's snout. To a beast so grand, the heavy footsteps of Valvatorez bearing down on it, practically taunting it might barely register. But he marches with purpose, alacrity, and unholy speed up its snout toward its head.
"Commander Vaeris. I trust you have the orichalcum-tipped bunker busters I procured loaded?"
"SkyKnight One. Yes sir, two subs waiting to be delivered, hot and fresh."
"Between its eyes. Behind its massive first horn. I am heading there. Drop the payload and soften his skull so that I might perform an unlicensed lobotomy."
"Professor, I am under professional obligation to warn you that the weapons might not penetrate the creature successfully. Concrete, steel, and adamantine are one thing, but... this thing is something else."
"I am well aware, Commander. Start your attack run."
"SkyKnight One, copy that. I'm already coming around." The Rune Wing performed a daring acrobatic maneuver, pushing through the vicious winds and forces the creature put out there. It flew closer to the creature, to where Valvatorez indicated. "SkyKnight One, Magnum, Magnum."
A pair of heavy missiles launched out from the wings of the craft, streaking toward the skull of the dragon, and with any luck, hitting home and punching through its heavy scales and skin... or whatever passed for them.