Capítulo 73: She Defeats a Wyvern
"So, what's the plan?" Christian asked.
"Do you know all the things you're not supposed to do when confronted with a wyvern?" Robin returned his question with a question.
"Yeah?" Christian was mildly intrigued.
"Well, the plan is to do them." Robin replied.
"That's a terrible plan." Christian observed.
"Trust me, this is the basics of gathering aggro." Robin said.
"Aggro?"
"It means you have the monster's full and undivided attention, by means of enraging them."
"Good to know. So when are we going on the attack?" Keith asked, breaking into the conversation.
"Christian goes left. Keith goes right. I'll take center." Robin replied. "Go!" The three leapt into action.
The wyvern, which had been sneakily hiding was unused to being pre-emptively attacked by its prey, thus for a few moments, it froze, not knowing what to do.
This gave the three enough time to close the distance on it. Once the wyvern saw how close they had become, it suddenly panicked, and unfurled its wings to take to the skies. But Robin was too quick, and slashed right through a major joint in one of the wings.
This effectively grounded the wyvern, destroying its inborn advantage of occupying the skies. It cried aloud in pain, which startled the horses. But at that point, the wyvern's eyes had turned red. It no longer paid any attention to the juicy looking four-leggers nearby. Its eyes focused completely upon the small, antlike creature that had somehow managed to cut apart it's steel-like skin and bones.
"Looks like I've drawn the aggro! Retreat!" Robin said, as she leapt backwards from the snapping jaws of the wyvern.
Since she didn't know if it had a breath or acid attack, she didn't retreat in a straight line, but in a zig-zag manner. Otherwise, if she was running straight out, she could have easily outpaced the grounded flying lizard. Thus, Robin maintained a distance that was neither too close, nor too far as she retreated farther into the forest.
Christian also used his nature magic to trap the wyvern's legs with ground vines, but the wyvern easily tore through the vegetation with its full strength. Even so, it was helpful. Even a moment's delay gave Robin extra time to maneuver about the unfamiliar forest.
Keith also made pitfalls and earth spikes whenever possible, although the spikes did nothing against the wyvern's steel-like skin. At this point, both Keith and Christian realized that it was pointless to attack the beast with any swords other than the hero's sword. If earth spike couldn't even make a dent, a steel sword would only make a dent.
Thus, they resorted to delay tactics and crowd control spells.
Robin had never tried kiting a monster in real life before, but she knew that she couldn't let this continue for too long. Unlike a game character, she would become bogged down by fatigue, and prone to making mistakes.
So, she had to find a way to end this quickly....
"Keith! Christian! I need you to distract it for a bit. I need to get a clean hit on it!" Robin called out.
"Got it!"Christian called out.
"Try this on, for size, big guy!" Keith called out as he channelled an intermediate earth spell. "Stone pillar!"
The wyvern that was charging forward with its jaw open, was suddenly hit on the jaw from the emerging stone pillar bellow, causing its head to get thrown back.
Keith then threw out another earth spike, hoping to trip the beast, but the wyvern's back legs unexpectedly gave out, and it sat down right upon the spike, which poked right up its butt hole.
Time seemed to stop for a moment, as all four could not believe what had happened. Then a horrifying shrieking roar tore through the air, as the wyvern screamed in pain.
Christian couldn't help himself, and burst out laughing. The situation was too funny. Robin had a hint of what was going to happen next as the wyvern's reddened eyes turned towards the laughing prince, and its shrieks died down.
Christian looked up at the wyvern upon noticing that it had stopped making noise, and paused, mid-chuckled.
"...Christian?" Robin said slowly, trying not to agitate the wyvern further.
"Um...yes?" Christian asked.
"Run." Was all that Robin could say at this point, upon seeing how incensed the wyvern was, currently. It was enough that one of the ants had made it lose its dignity, but now to be mocked on top of it? Unforgivable.
Christian swallowed and immediately broke out in his fastest sprint.
"Why is it me!? Keith was the one who made the earth spike!!" He shouted in complaint.
"I admit defeat." Keith laughed. "You are far better at drawing aggro than I."
"Indeed! You now have its full and undivided attention!" Robin agreed, and then muttering, told Keith her plan.
"You lot are no help!" Christian despaired as the wyvern quickly began to catch up to him.
"Christian, bring it back around this way!" Robin finally stopped joking, as she readied her sword.
"Are you sure!?" Christian called out, dodging for his life between the trees, as the wyvern crashed into them, uprooting those that were not sturdy enough.
"Trust me! We've got this!" Robin assured him.
"Okay!" Christian dodged between two old oaks that stood right next to each other, getting the wyvern's head stuck between them .
But it would not be stuck for long. The wyvern's sharp claws were tearing chunks of wood out of the two trees. Splinters went flying everywhere as it struggled to get loose. Christian was about halfway back, when the dragon finally wrenched its head loose.
It glared at Christian with a mighty rage, leaping out towards his unprotected back.
"Now!" Robin yelled.
Keith once more evoked the intermediate spell, stone pillar. Creating several pillars at once, that surrounded the wyvern on all sides.Then, suddenly, the earth underneath the wyvern gave way, and the wyvern scrabbled for solid footing as it fell down into a pit.
The pit had been formed when Keith invoked his stone pillar spell, using the ground directly underneath the wyvern. It cried out in anguish as it floundered about in the unstable earth, unable to gain a solid place to set its feet.
"This was the plan?" Christian asked, stepping back from the edge beyond the pillars. "Congratulations, you've trapped the beastly lizard. But now, how are you going to kill it?"
Robin glanced over at Keith. "Did I say I would kill it?" She asked.
"I can't say that I recall hearing you say so." Keith replied.
"Me neither." Robin said.
"You can't be serious!" Christian objected. "It tried to kill me! It has emnities with us, and will stop at nothing to destroy us, once it gets loose! and you're just going to leave it here, in the hopes that it forgets about us?"
Robin hushed him. "Quiet! I need to concentrate, otherwise I might miss."
"Miss? Miss what?" Christian asked.
The wyvern had finally managed to gain its footing. gazing up at the face of the golden-haired ant that was now its sworn bitter enemy, It tensed it's hind legs,ready to jump.
At that point, Robin dashed forward at an angle out of the wyvern's view. She swung her sword into the air the moment the creature leapt. It was like magic, almost as if the wyvern were leaping into Robin's sword.
One stroke was all it took.
Christian's face turned pale as he gazed into the wide open maw, ready to bite down upon him. But, he escaped it by a hair, when Keith knocked him to the ground. The wyvern sailed overhead, and smashed against the trees.
It was at that point when the head separated from the neck, and the blood burst out, seeping into the forest ground.
Robin stood there, breathing slightly heavily. She had done it. She had killed the wyvern.
"It's dead?" Christian asked.
"It's dead." Keith confirmed.
At that point, the knights arrived, having run all the way after dismounting from their spooked horses.
"Everything's already over?" Sir Dylan asked, disappointed.
"Not so! We have much work to do." Christian pointed at the wyvern's corpse. "We need to collect the horn to prove we killed this beast. Also, we can restock our provisions with fresh meat. I heard wyvern meat is delicious." Christian said, acting as if he hadn't been running for his life not two minutes ago.
At this point, Robin left the group to go empty her stomach of everything she had eaten for lunch. Time to leave the dismantling to others, again.
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