[Another set of words rises over Duke's, loud enough and somehow potent in a way that sinks own into the bones.]
Gaan Lah Has!
[For the other dragon, it'll go deeper than even bone. When it comes to another of his kind, Paarthurnax knows better to hold back. He has enough faith in the younger that he's strong enough to survive the strength of his Thu'um, so this won't kill him... But he'll certainly start to feel weaker, in all sense of the word. Magic and energy, leaking from him and gathering about him in a thick purple aura of sorts. It flows up right as the sound of enormous wingbeats becomes quite noticeable, and a large glob of blood drips down.]
[Paarthurnax takes in the energy and feels glad for it as the wounds on his face from Crona's own panic start to heal, flesh stitching back together to seal in his blood once more. Once the purple energy fades away, he drops down to land on Ryu, wings spreading out to help him press down his wait all the more.]
[The last thing they need is a rampaging dragon in the Bastion.]
Sum dilgaar, mal zeymah! Stiildus hinmaar ahrk rel hin munaxiik lund. Hi dreh ni truly hind arx voknau daar joriin.
[These words are not the Thu'um, they are just spoken out of habit as if the other dragon would know them. He jerks his head up to stare up at Duke.]
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Gaan Lah Has!
[For the other dragon, it'll go deeper than even bone. When it comes to another of his kind, Paarthurnax knows better to hold back. He has enough faith in the younger that he's strong enough to survive the strength of his Thu'um, so this won't kill him... But he'll certainly start to feel weaker, in all sense of the word. Magic and energy, leaking from him and gathering about him in a thick purple aura of sorts. It flows up right as the sound of enormous wingbeats becomes quite noticeable, and a large glob of blood drips down.]
[Paarthurnax takes in the energy and feels glad for it as the wounds on his face from Crona's own panic start to heal, flesh stitching back together to seal in his blood once more. Once the purple energy fades away, he drops down to land on Ryu, wings spreading out to help him press down his wait all the more.]
[The last thing they need is a rampaging dragon in the Bastion.]
Sum dilgaar, mal zeymah! Stiildus hinmaar ahrk rel hin munaxiik lund. Hi dreh ni truly hind arx voknau daar joriin.
[These words are not the Thu'um, they are just spoken out of habit as if the other dragon would know them. He jerks his head up to stare up at Duke.]
Are you well, zahkrii jul?