((No, it's about time BF died for good. He's gotten annoying and he's been killed what, three or four times now? No, he's gone for good this time.))<br/><br/>Tyr shrank until he was the familiar, red, anthro dragon form which he'd taken during his stay in Valarinth's soul.<br/><br/>"Ms. Valarinth," he said, almost teasingly. "Your need is dire."<br/><br/>With that, he rushed in headlong, diving through the swarms of monsters leaving blood and carnage in his wake, without even reaching for the sword on his back. Finally, he found himself surrounded and drew his gleaming blade in order to cut a path into he heart of the mob and found Sinol.<br/><br/>"You bleed warrior," he said.