Rain Dance

Her hands glowing black and muttering the chant under her breath, Fiona materialized in front of her. She pointed at the prince and stated quite clearly, "Assero"

Fiona growled and stepped forward, eying the floating youth venomously.

"A kitty?" the prince muttered, before forming some water orbs and firing them at Fiona. "Oh well. Sorry kitty."

Mikaela was too busy dealing with Voltaire to notice the new arrival. "You must be feeling really stupid today." She gave Voltaire a good shock.

Fiona shook the water off with a loud hiss and bared her fangs. The fur on her hackles rose and she started stalking toward him, un sheathing her claws as she neared.

"Uh...Mikaela?" the prince called, but right now she was chasing Voltaire around the other side of the stadium. He had given her a good bite on the arm after the shock, which had pissed her off more than hurt her. But that was Voltaire's intention. The prince fired some streams of water at Fiona, as well as some streams of water at the ground to get it wet.

Kimi followed Fiona at a slightly slower pace.

Fiona's tail lashed from side to side angrily. When she was only a few feet away from the Prince, she rushed him, leaping at the soft stomach flesh with a loud feline yowl, and managing to hook her claws into the fabric of his clothes.

"Don't kill." Kimi stated as she watched, igniting and extinguishing her hands.

"Aaaaaah! Get off!" yelled the Prince, giving Fiona a good zap.

Mikaela's head snapped back at the shouting, seeing the furry attacker. "What the hell-"

"Over here, eel," Voltaire taunted, giving her a blast of firebreath. She guarded by raising a bubble shield of water.

Fiona yelped and fell off. She immediately jumped to her feet looking utterly murderous.

Kimi tsked. "You made her mad. You better thank the gods that she isn't poisonous."

Fiona leapt at the prince, parting her jaws and biting down on his shoulder. Her fore paws gripped his shirt as her hind paws worked to claw and slash at his stomach.

The Prince let out a scream, letting out more shocks.

Now Mikaela was alarming, giving Voltaire a good soak and splash before rushing over to the Prince. "Get off hairball!"

She roughly tugged off Fiona, gave her a good shock, and then threw her to the ground.

Fiona Let out another yowl. She leapt at Mikaela and bit down on her arm instead. She growled as she locked her jaws around the flesh, driving her fangs deep through the muscle headed toward the bone. Her legs thrashed freely, aiming to slash any part of Mikaela that she could reach.

While they were distracted, Kimi lit her arms on fire and rushed the prince, fighting how Voltaire had instructed her.

The prince crossed his arms to block the hits, unable to initiate a full shield under the full fury of blows. He was however able to summon bits of shield, summoning some water streams to strike at Kimi.

Mikaela shrieked with rage and pain as she continued to drench and shock Fiona, trying to get the feline demon to let go. The shock's power was steadily getting weaker however; she could only generate and store so much electricity and once. At the same time she was trying to dodge Voltaire's fire blasts.

Kimi would wince and recoil with every icy sold water stream that hit her, but she went right back to attacking. Her race was known for its imperviousness to anything but their prey in battle, and it was starting to show in the still young female. Her tail had long since appeared and thrashed out behind her and her hair was soaked.

By this time Mikaela was bleeding all over from from scratches and slashes. She yelled and charged straight for Voltaire, who greeted her with blazing arms and firebreath.

"Mikaela!" the prince called, before being struck by more blows while he was unguarded. He let out a shout and tackled Kimi, shocking her.

Kimi let out a yelp and somehow instinctively caught herself entirely on fire, covering her face with her arms.

Voltaire got some scratches and slashes from Fiona's flailing as well, which was probably why Mikaela had charged at him in the first place. She wasn't shocking him, just shooting water at him. She was out of electricity from trying to zap Fiona.

"Dammit get off!" Mikaela hissed, trying to shake the angry cat demon off her arm. She aimed in Voltaire's general direction, but Voltaire retreated out of range, hitting her dead on with a firebreath. She let out a scream and fell, knocked out.

Fiona finally released Mikaela's arm and shook off the last embers of Voltaire's fireball with a hiss before dashing to join the fray with Kimi, who was tussling on the floor with the prince.

Voltaire accelerated past Fiona, giving the prince a good kick to the side. "Off brat."

Kimi sat up then clamored to her feet.

Fiona followed the prince, pouncing on him again to sink her teeth into his leg.

The Prince let out a cry as he struggled with Fiona again. He glanced around to see three opponents and no Mikaela coming. He screamed and let loose thunderbolts everywhere.

"Look out!" shouted Voltaire, pushing Kimi away, before being struck by one himself.

Kimi stumbled and tripped, narrowly being missed before landing in a puddle. She hissed in pain as the crowd cried out in alarm and tried to avoid the thunderbolts.

Fiona released the prince with a howl of pain.

Soon the thunderbolts ceased and the prince sat there in a daze, drained of fight and power. All Voltaire had to do was a quick strike to take him out. Whatever crowd that had not fled or been fried by thunderbolts cheered.

Kimi sat up. "Did we win?" She asked, slightly dazed.

Fiona hissed, but sat and started grooming herself.

"...Yeah," Voltaire replied, dazed himself from both injury and disbelief. They had actually beat the Dragons. He lifted up his head and shot up fire proudly.

Kimi grinned cheesily. "Yay. Fiona, come here so I can send you back..." She motioned for Fiona to come back.

Fiona strut over to her proudly, but it was a few minutes before Kimi could focus enough to send her back.

Ava soon came over happily. She tried to groom Voltaire, but got some shock from his hair.

"C'mon, let's go," said Voltaire, climbing abaord Ava with a little effort. He had gotten the crap beaten out of him, but they had won so he didn't notice much.

Kimi climbed up after him. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and leaned on his chest.