The dragonkin lets herself drop to the ground, managing to avoid some of the damage, but still coming away with a few marks. Shyrath then glares at her and exhales a stream of corrosive liquid, catching her in the side. It appears the double-teaming will do the trick, but she then shows her true ferocity, not giving up - much like Ancalagon himself. It is clear that she asserted dominance by slaying a few, though only the lesser beings would ever accept that as deific.<br/><br/>One claw lashes out, in an enormous clothesline of an attack. Her forearm collides with his neck, slamming intense power throughout his entire body and knocking him into the air. As he goes airborne, he claws dig in and she drags him back down, causing him to land very painfully upon his feet.<br/><br/>(32 damage is dealt from the maneuver)<br/><br/>She's starting to look exhausted, out of special attacks to use against her foes.<br/><br/>Incidentally, several of the worshipers were caught in the blast radius, and instantly killed.