Skill: Warrior
Rolling 1d5: 3
Genghis' training echoed in her mind as she gripped the behemoth's neck.
"Use your smaller size to try and get past my defenses."
Check. Clenching her jaws ever tighter, she began to pull, using what weight she had to slowly, methodically tear at the tender skin she held, and she could taste blood as thin rivulets began to trickle into her mouth.
Tenacity.
Energy.
The moment seemed to last an eternity to the girl, she who had never engaged in anything beyond the occasional tussle with the great Mastiff, but it was only a moment in reality as Alduin quickly set to work snapping at the air where she occupied seconds before as her slim form writhed in a bid to keep his fangs away.
This wasn't going to work.
Aurelia released his neck and slipped out and away, but not before Alduin managed to bite the end of her tail. She grimaces and violently rips it away without thinking, leaving a fat clump of ash-grey fur in his mouth as her own blood leaked from the wound left behind - it would be some weeks before the hair would grow back, she thought with some annoyance.
He was too large to take down through force alone.
"I want you use your speed, try to fake me out."
Her chest tightened. She could hear him so clearly, almost as if he stood right there beside her, patient and gentle as ever - but Genghis was gone.
If only she had known that was to be their final lesson together - before - before -
Aurelia focused. Taking a breath, she set to work; darting in and out, snapping at his legs, dashing just far enough out of reach to try and force him to chase her, then pushing in again to nip at another exposed limb with needle-point fangs. Round and round she would go, using the only weapon she had at her disposal - her size and her swiftness.
Perhaps he felt pride, watching from... whatever was after this. Should she fail, at least it would be in his honor.
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