Ssarak Dyreackthanose - Catacombs

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As he attacked, Ssarak saw the bones growing out of the shapeshifter’s body, and noticed the shape they were taking. Spikes, pointing out in all directions. Defensively, they would be quite useless, so the only reason remaining that they could be present was for an attack. He had his helmet to protect his head, though he still raised his shield up regardless.

[color=f7941d][i]Spikes! Protect the Nagas![/i][/color] Ssarak shouted telepathically to Grey, just before the bone shards shot out in all directions. Steel protected the majority of Ssarak’s body, and it was not as if the shapeshifter was aiming finely enough to target any of his armor’s gaps, if it was aiming at all. One of the shards did shoot through an exposed part of his upper wing, though the hole it made in the membrane was only the size of the shard itself, and not significant compared to the surface area of the two wings. The impacts from the rest of the spikes against his armor was not exactly pleasant, but they lacked the hardness to penetrate steel, and the mass to break any bones. Against an unarmored target, it would have been an utterly devastating attack, but the shapeshifter was either uneducated in tactics to counter armor, or was too desperate to care. 

When Ssarak lowered his shield, he found that, to his surprise, there was no longer a behemoth of a foe before him. In fact, he could not see anything other than Grey in front of him. Knowing that his opponent was a shapeshifter, however, Ssarak’s mind immediately went to what it could have turned into. Something which could fly would be the quickest way to get away, but he could not hear nor see the flapping of wings, so his eyes quickly moved downwards, scanning for anything at all that was moving. Luckily, he was able to spot something which looked mostly like a rat scurrying away. It would be easy to hide a such a small creature, especially once it moved beyond the illumination of the fairy fire. But, Ssarak did not intend to let it escape without one final attempt to stop it. Unfurling his wings, Ssarak braced himself, then flapped his sizable wings with as much force as he could without actually lifting himself off the ground. His intent was to use the powerful gusts of air to blow the tiny creature off of its feet and into a wall, allowing him or Grey to catch up to it, and likely crush it under one of their boots.