Artimer watched as she sat there, the fire burning out and shadow and darkness fell over the shelter. He wanted to go to her, but he felt that she did not want him around. Sighing he stayed where he was, even as he saw movement through out the shelter. His hearing told him that she had left through a back way and was slowly making her way out of the city.<br/><br/>That is when he smelt it, the scent of something, different, of something evil. "Clairissa!" he yield out and without thinking he was racing towards where Clairissa had started walking, she was walking right into it. He heard the warning bells go off but most of his were on the other side. If this thing was as big as his hearing was tell him it was this was going to be the fight of his life, possibly even for hers as well.<br/><br/>He leapt up into the air from a crumbled roof, pumping his wings as fast as he could gaining enough height. He had grown back to his full size, he knew he was going to need the power of fire and water to defeat this foe. While he was flying toward Clairissa he heard her scream, and two major points of pain race through his abdomen. She had been hurt, and if he did not do something fast he may never see her eyes again. He heard the crumble of stone from the wall that she hit, and that's when he saw the beast. It was hideous. None of the knowledge he had could even give him a name for what he face, nor how to defeat it.<br/><br/>Not knowing what else to do, he threw several fire balls at the beast's eyes distracting it. As the beast roared in anger and furry he dived to where Clairissa had been thrown. He was grateful that the Building had not fully collapsed he would be able to get her out safely, he just needed to get the timing right. His heart was pounding in his ears, he spread his wings at the very last second, as he did so he reached out and picked her up.<br/><br/>From there he started whispering the incantation to the biggest all around protective spell he knew on Clairissa. He landed back at the shelter just as he finished the spell. He had it spread from her to cover the shelter that way if anything but himself came near it, their day would just get worse. Making sure she was as comfortable as possible he leaped back up into the air and raced back to the beast. He had a plan and he only hoped it would work.<br/><br/>With his illusions he had five more of himself, smaller then he was but they were only meant to be distractions. He saw that the fire had done some damage to the beast, so he continued to shot fire balls at him. The beast was more then a little peeved that his dinner had been so easily taken from him, and he took out his anger on the dragons that were swooping, raking, roaring, and fir shooting him. Artimer was able to get by with only a few scratches here and there, nothing that could not he healed in a few minutes.<br/><br/>As he and his illusions badgered the beast he was slowly leading it to the water. He knew by its anatomy that it was not a creature of the water, but if anything, of the earth. He was going to try to drown it. That and this creature meant ill intent for Clairissa and himself, his spell would sense that. For twenty minutes the creature chased after him and his illusions, to annoyed with the food that just would not be eaten that it did not realize how close to the water it was. Even after it stepped into the water, it gave no indication it knew where it was.<br/><br/>Once both feet were inside the water that was when the spell took effect. It seemed to take on a life of its own as it dragged the beast deeper into itself, causing it to trip. Suddenly the water around it started to boil, the heat reaching degrees a desert would be jealous of. The monster let out a roar of pain and tried with all its might to escape the raging water. Then something happened that Artimer was not expecting. The water spoke to the beast "At last, my enemy has fallen into my grasp," with that the monster screamed in terror as the water spirit ripped it to shreds.<br/><br/>Seeing that this fight was over he flew as hard as he could back to the shelter. His mind was racing over the contents of his bag of holding. As he landed outside the shelter he changed into his human form, pulling what he could out to make her more comfortable, he had a blanket large enough for two dragons to lay on, he had some healing herbs, but he doubted that it would be enough. As gently as he could he removed her armor and set it to the side. She was bleeding a lot, he had to stop the bleeding and clean it out as much as he could. Pulling out his white shirt he ripped it into shreds and used it as binding for the wounds. He worked not stop for what felt like an eternity.<br/><br/>Finally after all he could do was done, exhaustion was weighing heavily on him. He changed back into his full dragon form, and heated the stone where he was to sleep. He lay close to her, his face just a small brush of her fingers away. He slept the sleep of the exhausted, but he kept one eye on her at all times.