Chesna Chapter 4: FIGHT

These rhakos..They haven't encountered a true heroine. 

 

The brown hawk full established her wings into th e air, letting out a deep screech to try and intimidate this strange creature. Despite it not being effective, Chesna was on the hook for wanting this fight. She had grown appalled by these strange creatures, the destruction they had caused. And she was here to end it. The rhakos before her let out its own deafening screech back, slowly starting to circle to the left. Above both the stryxes, the storm began to rage, seething into both hatred between both the draco stryx caught with the darkened skies, the harsh rain that slammed to the ground in heavy drops, filled with a bitter coldness. The clap of thunder echoed throughout the area, as both stryx collided with one another with hissy screeches of rage. 

 

Feathers and dirt began to fly around the battleground, rain claiming the world around chesna and the rhakos known ah Mayhem. Both draco stryx species clawed and bite at one another, the beat of mighty wings slapping against one another. The docks underneath them creaked and groaned, the shouts of guards on the background trying to keep two other rhakos from escaping their bounds. The two rhakos in the background hissed and snarled, calling out to Mayhem to help them escape. But the ram-horned rhakos was preoccupied with Chesna, engaged in a feather-tearing, beak snapping dance that both stryx continued to frolic forth in. 

 

But she was not going to bow so easily to this corrupted stryx. She was a fighter much like her opponent, albeit she was a tad faster, and he much larger and stronger. The wounds inflicted on Chesna were slowly starting ti weaken her, causing her to back off towards the edge of the docks. She let a grandeur type hiss follow, fluffing her body feathers to make her look twice as big. But Mayhem was not easily fooled, his glowing red eyes focused on her form. He attacked her assertively, biting down into her left wing. The hawk stryx cried out in pain, stumbling closer to the docks edge. 

 

Nut she could hear more guards coming, shouting words of aggressive tones at this Rhakos to try and distract this would be challenger; this chaos bringer. But Mayhem only shook his head, causing great pain to be inflicted upon Chesna's wing. The female stryx slashed out with her talons at the male bipedal stryx, screaming and squawking for him to let go. He wouldn't budge, thrusting his ram like horns up against Chesna's chest. The wind was blown from her chest, her lungs, causing her to horribly cough. The guards drew closer, swords, spears, and shields drawn out to foribly thrust towards the rhakos. 

 

Mayhem had enough, flicking his head towards the watery deeps of the docks, sending the brown colored hawk towards the dark lake. Chesna splashed into the depths, its icy coldness taking her silently. The guards still left on the dock begain to surround the ram horned stryx, pricking and poking the beast until it fell. A net was thrown over it has well, hindering its chance to escape. Meanwhile Chesna slowly drifted in the water, staring upwards at the light colored surface. 

 

Was she not the heroine? She thought to herself, slowly drifting in the lake, taking the few minutes to rest. The cold water felt like a potion healing her wounds, giving her the small amount of energy to slowly flap her wings forward, thrusting her upward, out of the cold waters of the lake. She appeared back up on the dock, congratulated by the guards of Sol for helping with the capture of Mayhem. Another rhakos down, just a few more to go. The hawk looked out towards an area where an increased number of soldiers were heading; the old sewer opening. It hadn't been used in years. But word was soon spreading that another corrupt rhakos was on the loose, and it was her duty to find out more, to be there on the front lines with the rest o the soldiers. Sol needed her help and she was to give it like many stryx and their riders around her. She quickly headed off towards the nearest medical tent to her wounds evaluated over, the damage to be collected and fixed upon. Bandages and ointment were applied to keep her wounds from becoming disgustingly infected by the corrupted and infection, all hands were needed on deck for this battle and she was to be there with the others, finding and eliminating/capturing these rhakos. 

 

For she was a true heroine. And true heroines never backed down from their adventures, their quests, and from the enemy. For she was a stryx soldier Sol and in the name of the city, she was bound in honor and duty to protect it and its citizens. FOR SOL AND IT'S PEOPLE!