Roleplay: The legend of Uraan: Final Summoning and hope.

"At least Merrik will be ok now" Blaze said looking at the golden eagle.

Morling urged the golden beast into the air and flew towards Merrick, he could see Dralik-tuhr chasing him in the distance. "I�m here for you now kid." The General shouted, forcing the eagle to grab Merrick by the shoulders with his claws. He carried the injured fighter over to where Bermegan and the others were fighting and dropped him gently. "Heal him up Bermegan while we�re in the air. Climb on up... all of you."
Bermegan, without complaining, grabbed the thick strands of armoured feathers and pulled himself up onto the creature�s back.
"Why do you need us?" He asked.
"You�ll see." Was his answer.

"Ok then" Blaze said jumping onto the golden birds back."What are we gonna do exactly?" he asked.

Merrick hoisted himself up onto the Golden Eagle. "Yeah, thanks for grabbing me by my injured shoulder.." Merrick said sarcastically, rubbing his left shouder gently.
"Are you okay?" Serenity asked concerned,
"Apart from the arm, I'd say I'm quite peachy.." he answered,
Serenity looked at Merrick's left arm, "I knew you shouldn't of gone!" she shouted,
"What can I say? I like a challenge.." he replied,
"Same old Merrick..." she mused.

"He always sound like this Serenity?" Blaze asked as he looked at the countless vergal troops below.

As The General stood at the front of the beast, guiding it's movements, Bermegan made his way over to Merrick. The back of the eagle was large and firm enough to walk on. "Let me see your arm. If's it's too serious I might not be able to help you." He looked at the burns and cuts covering the man's limbs and sept his hand across the injuries. Causing his whole arm to glow in a white light. Once it faded, many of the burns were still there, though not painful. And the cuts had all become scars. "I tryed." Bermegan continued. "But there's no getting rid of the after marks."
He stood up and walked backwards so that he could face the whole group. "The General plans on attacking Dralik-tuhr head on. Now... I know that we can beat that thing in strength, but if he attacks from the sides he could knock us right out of the sky. Which is why we must defend the sides if ever it gets close."

"Thanks, looks like I'm gonna have to buy a new jacket, though" Merrick whined. "I love this jacket too..." Merrick thought.
"Yeah, he's always been like this.." Serenity replied to Blaze.
Merrick looked to Bermegan, "So, we defend it from the side, huh? Seems easy enough. Oh! Don't let the dragon get to close to you, especially your legs, or it's bye-bye Sunday Football.." Merrick pointed out.

"Bye bye sunday football that was great" Blaze said laughing."Even though hes the way he is I hope he makes more good jokes" he said.

"At least there's someone here to raise morals." Bermegan sighed. "But we can laugh and tell jokes later. Dralik-tuhr is on the approach." He said, pointing to the right hand side of the eagle. In the distance the dragon was growing ever closer. "Don't let it get too close."

"No problem." Merrick mumbled, standing up and unsheathing his blade,
"Yeah, between us all, we can take him." Serenity added, twirling her staff around.

"I hope so" Blade said standing up and unseathing his sword at the same time."Time to make me a dragon scale jacket" he said looking as Dralik-turh got closer.

"Try to get it around to the front." Bermegan advised, drawing his Rapier. "It'll be here within a matter of seconds. Is everyone ready?"

"Ready than ever!" Merrick shouted,
"Time to kick some dragon butt!" Serenity added.

"As ready as I'll ever be!" Blaze shouted.

"Ready!" Virgil yelled in a fierce tone. Then Virgil got in a defensive stance.

Before anyone stood on top of the eagle could react, Dralik-tuhr smashed into the side of it. Knocking everyone, except the General, off their feet. "Hold on." Bermegan shouted. "He can hit us as much as he wants as long as we stand strong. Just stop before he lands here." He ran towards the Dragon, now hovering above them, and let loose a small jolt of electricity. The attack was aimed at it's torso, but merely was deflected off down into the battlefield. "I may be needing some help." He called back frustratedly.

"At least give me some time to get up..." Merrick answered, as he jumped onto the eagle.
"Merrick? Can I get a little help?" Serenity asked, Merrick pulled Serenity up. "Thanks" she thanked.
Merrick brought his sword close to him, it began to glow a reddish colour. He slashed his sword upwards, a blood red beam shot out the end of his sword, hitting the dragon in the neck.
Serenity twirled her staff round. The Orb, which sat upon the staff, began to glow white. A brilliant white light shot out into the sky, and, after a few seconds, dazzling white feathers began falling from the sky, hitting Dralik-tuhr and the dragon.
Merrick raised an eyebrow towards Serenity,
"Holy" Serenity answered the confused Merrick. He nodded and continued firing his blood red beam.

"I'm afraid those attacks won't kill it. Like I said, we've have to drive him to the front." Bermegan groaned. He fired a sphere of black energy from his hand, not intended to hit the dragon, but to try and make him dodge it and make him move closer to the eagle's head. As intended, Dralik-tuhr avoided the attack and began to slowly hover closer to The General. "Protect him." Bermegan shouted. Charging to the top of the head where Morling was controlling the beast.

"Got it" Blaze said running towards General Morling after getting back up."Time to do my job" he thought as he swung his sword downwards, shooting a line of fire towards the dragon and Dralik-turh.

((Dralik-tuhr is the dragon.))

Bermegan continued to fire black spheres at the dragon, though it was beginning to do something he hadn't anticipated. It had batted it�s long, clawed wings numerous times and was soaring higher into the sky until finally, it was only a spec above them. "What could it be doing?" Bermegan said out loud. The dot had begun to grow again, and as it drew closer to them Bermegan realised what was happening. It had folded it's wings and was spiralling downwards with it's full force to smash into them. "Hold on again." He ordered. "This one is going to be nasty."