Post by Inferno Rodan on Nov 10, 2009 23:21:09 GMT -5
Continuing his patrol of the Americas, Pavoroc is now over Panama. As he approaches the famous canal that goes through the country, he senses a shadow creature. A few moments later, he spots a Hellhound terrorizing one of the locks. He swoops down low, a mere hundred feet off the ground, swiftly approaching the shadow beast. The Hellhound, meanwhile, is too busy attacking a hapless cargo ship to notice the bird. Pavoroc snatches the evil canid by the haunches, his speed and momentum immediately dragging it away from the ship. Pumping his powerful wings, he begins to carry the Hellhound into the sky, the shadow creature snarling and frantically pawing at the air while trying to turn around enough to bite down on the bird. Its struggles prove futile, as its not flexible enough to sink its teeth into anything but air.
Now a few thousand feet up, Pavoroc’s grip begins to loosen. After a few more seconds, the Hellhound slips from his talons and plummets toward the ground.
“Hehe. Oops.” he says, his voice thoroughly insincere.
He slowly circles, watching the Hellhound fall before it hits the ground, throwing up a puff of dust and debris. Once it settles, there’s nothing left of the evil beast except a crater. Pavoroc gives a smirk and continues on his way.
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+35 MP
Now a few thousand feet up, Pavoroc’s grip begins to loosen. After a few more seconds, the Hellhound slips from his talons and plummets toward the ground.
“Hehe. Oops.” he says, his voice thoroughly insincere.
He slowly circles, watching the Hellhound fall before it hits the ground, throwing up a puff of dust and debris. Once it settles, there’s nothing left of the evil beast except a crater. Pavoroc gives a smirk and continues on his way.
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+35 MP
