[ Something appears to be headed for its legs. Several somethings, on fact. Many of which are on fire.
Kyurem registers the movement out of the corner of its eye. Then, without even turning its head fully - its gaze is focused towards the sky, where it'd last seen the other dragons, and where the Habitat towers above the city - it sways rhythmically, side to side, and takes a step forward so that Morgiana's attack will miss.
This field is not to its liking yet. Perhaps a Rain Dance will fix that, dwindling all Fire-attacks headed for Kyurem to half their former strength. So while the others' attacks will hit, it...doesn't seem too bothered just yet.
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Kyurem registers the movement out of the corner of its eye. Then, without even turning its head fully - its gaze is focused towards the sky, where it'd last seen the other dragons, and where the Habitat towers above the city - it sways rhythmically, side to side, and takes a step forward so that Morgiana's attack will miss.
This field is not to its liking yet. Perhaps a Rain Dance will fix that, dwindling all Fire-attacks headed for Kyurem to half their former strength. So while the others' attacks will hit, it...doesn't seem too bothered just yet.
Also, have fun flying in the rain. ]