[Simultaneously with Optimus' swings, Elita lightly maneuvered closer, grabbing into a horn herself opposite of the head from where the Prime was holding onto one himself, and, simultaneously with his last swing, she struck.
There was the faintest of flickers of whitish-blue energy around that pink hand as Elita struck the back of the dragon's head, where the skull joined the neck. The beast jerked twice as it fell, the head first jerking backwards as the blade bit, and then forwards.
The sound as it met the ground, scrap flying everywhere and rolling away from underneath the large, heavy body, echoed over the nearest area of the Junk Pile. Elita shook the hand she'd used, vents briefly heavier than normal as she straightened, speaking as she did so---]
That went quite well--- [--and stared into another pair of blue optics closer than she'd paid attention to that they'd be.]
[Action]
There was the faintest of flickers of whitish-blue energy around that pink hand as Elita struck the back of the dragon's head, where the skull joined the neck. The beast jerked twice as it fell, the head first jerking backwards as the blade bit, and then forwards.
The sound as it met the ground, scrap flying everywhere and rolling away from underneath the large, heavy body, echoed over the nearest area of the Junk Pile. Elita shook the hand she'd used, vents briefly heavier than normal as she straightened, speaking as she did so---]
That went quite well--- [--and stared into another pair of blue optics closer than she'd paid attention to that they'd be.]