[ The screech of air as it strikes the air near them has Ven crying out in alarm. He's thrashing more than flying now in his scramble to get further away, wings beating harder and with less precision. It's an easy mistake for a greenhorn to make when startled; Ven hasn't yet had time to acclimate himself to flying for prolonged periods of time nor during instances of great stress or duress.
He's putting out more effort than he's seeing returned and by the time the third bolt's ready he's already zigzagging without purpose as he slowly loses altitude.
It's not Ven they aim for though, easy target that he makes. It's for Vanitas, awaiting his swoop towards the younger dragon before they launch their third shot. ]
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He's putting out more effort than he's seeing returned and by the time the third bolt's ready he's already zigzagging without purpose as he slowly loses altitude.
It's not Ven they aim for though, easy target that he makes. It's for Vanitas, awaiting his swoop towards the younger dragon before they launch their third shot. ]