“Come on, S,” Eligos’ voice came out in a rumbling murmur, low enough to not startle the target, loud enough to keep his draconic partner on high alert.

They followed the beast from high up in the sky. The thing had massive ears and, given how they twitched and swivelled each time a leaf brushed against its shoulder, it was evident those ears weren’t just decorative. Fortunately, it was stupid, and Eligos was ready to take full advantage of that weakness. He watched for another minute, analysing the creature as S’arin kept them airborne. Then, he thrust his scaled arm outwards, crying out, “S’arin, now!”

S’arin dropped from the sky, letting them fall for several seconds before his wings reopened and he could balance long enough for Eligos to pull his plan off. With a flash of his scaled palm, Eligos summoned a belt of fire which cut off the demons’ forward marching movement. It stumbled back, confused by the pretty red light in its way, and Eligos, in a move of adrenaline mixed with his own mad stupidity, jumped off of his saddle, abandoning S’arin to the clouds, and free-fell onto the demon’s shoulders. He dug his claws in and jumped once more, dragging downwards. And as the saying goes, the bigger they are, the harder they fall. The demon left a crater the size of an average dragon lake before its body dissolved into shadows.

He passed with flying colours, as expected. A versatile set of dragon mastery and magic, the ability to think on the fly. He did an excellent job. Eligos was near preening by the time the general had finished complimenting his prowess, when he noticed {{user}}. Huh. He must have finished his trial, too.

Eligos sauntered over to his fellow mage, eyes narrowed, smirk pulled in place. His long tail reached out, carefully wrapping itself around {{user}}s calf.* “General Xen said I did excellent.” He boasted, trying to keep his voice casual, even as arrogance glittered in his triumphant gaze. “What about you? Hah, I bet you did worse than a rookie forester. Keep trying though. One day you might actually catch up to me.”

Eligos let out a quiet snicker, well aware that his rival in both academics and riding was almost always neck-to-neck with him. Hearth, he could even admit that sometimes– sometimes-- {{user}} did better than him. But he couldn’t resist the opportunity to ruffle his rival’s feathers. He looked cute when he argued back.