Much as Ellisaria dislikes the intimation of weakness, she dislikes being impaled on a mountainside even more. Her human form is simply more subtle, and thus better suited to evading the gronn.
Unfortunately, it is also conveniently sized to be eaten in one gulp by the mirror-faced snake (what) that comes out of literally nowhere.
At least she is alive to be indignant, even if she's no longer in Outland.
She makes an agreeable noise, tail curling around her feet. "Do you want to try finding more allies among the dragons here, before we take on Smaug? - I'd rather just fight him. He's twice my size, but I haven't heard of him relying extensively on the song, and most dragons are scared of him now anyways."
"You'll be less likely to get dragons who're just interested in snatching some treasure and running that way, too."
"It's generally pretty self destructive in the long term, too. And I don't like people who betray their allies."
She flexes her claws and tilts her head. "I want to fight Smaug soon, but possibly we should get used to each other, first."
"I don't know your reaction times, or how all of your magics work, or necessarily what they do, or how hot your fire is, and you don't know any of that about me so much." She grins. "We could play fight, I suppose, or find lesser enemies to practice against."
Brisingr is fairly near the cliff -
She croons something, and rockets forward, dust and small rocks going flying in the gale of her passing. She snaps her wings open once she's over open air, gaining distance before she gains height in a curving arc.
Brisingr twists partially out of the way of the first - more testing how hot it is than fully avoiding it.
When it doesn't feel particularly hot, she starts ignoring the fireballs, instead moving into a circling pattern around Ellisaria, singing. The wind's picking up.
That'd be the wind control. Ellisaria can move and cast, so no reason to make it easy.
She starts maneuvering about, trying to not let Brisingr be able to circle her easily. She also starts hiding chunks of molten rock inside the blasts of fire.
Brisingr gets caught by one of those - not burned and not seeming particularly injured, but it disrupts her flight.
It turns out there's enough loose rubble on this mountainside to be thrown by the wind! For now it's mostly smaller chunks, not finely controlled, but a lot of dust's getting kicked up, and visibility's getting bad.
Brisingr also is incredibly fast for her size - she seems to have a specific snatch of song she uses to zoom in a straight line, but even when not zooming she's fairly swift. Still, dodging the blasts of fire and then just the ones with rock (as she gets a sense for the difference) slows her down.
Ellisaria might notice that Brisingr is usually keeping her belly turned away from the other dragon, arcing so her side and spine are most commonly presented as she manipulates the air.
A vulnerability, perhaps. But aerial combat is clearly not her comparative advantage here.
She lands and begins raising elementals.
Brisingr laughs, though it's hard to hear over the wind.
She lands, lashing out with her tail so the wind will scythe through Ellisaria's elementals, keeping her belly low to the ground.
These elementals are larger and more solid than the last one, and they weather the gale. Some attempt to leap on to Brisingr as she passes, while others attack from the ground.
She zooms away again, rolling around sharply to shake off the one that succeeded.
She fills the whirlwinds she's making with fire - blown hotter than she can usually get it on her own.
She's moving too quickly for ordinary flame to get past the natural wall of rushing wind around her, and isn't bothered by heat.
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