As Ward sees the rest of his party in flight he has an idea, pulling 8 Shrapnel Grenades out of his bag he yells to the bird riders “I can’t use my normal delivery means for these but you might be able to! The flames should be able to set off the grenades or I can use my spell to prep them before you drop it onto the bull! Make ABSOLUTELY SURE your out of the blast radius however, they hurt like a draconic harpy’s tail!” Ward yells to those mounted, holding out the 8 roped together shrapnel grenades from his bag for one of the bird riders to take.

The Red Bull continues to charge along the beach, not bothering to acknowledge the appearance of the mammoth making its way around from the keep, not bothering to look up at the two warriors mounted on Death Hawks, not even carrying about the strange Tiefling that dances through the air to meet it.  It has a singular purpose; to cause as much wanton destruction as possible.  

The people of the village, hearing the explosion and coming out to see what has happened, sees the Red Bull on its approach as it charges across the sands.  Some are already fleeing.  Others hold their position and stare in disbelief at certain death as it bares down on them...and then they too scream and run.  The Bull, smelling their fear or maybe just reacting to the thrill of the chase, seems to speed up as it sees this...

Three balls of fire float down off the Bull and begin to circle around it, orbiting it as it charges...

      Nodjeim keeps on his path straight towards the Bull, flaming balls of not.  He calls out a few times towards the bull to try to draw it's attention but in truth he has no hope he can pull the thing away from its target.  When he gets within 60 feet of the bull, if he does, he may try chucking a few handles to try to grab it's notice but until then it's naught but full speed ahead.

As soon as the mammoth rider has given Rum the sitrep he wastes no time directing Keg towards the Red Bull at full speed, missing the rest of what he was saying. His first instinct having been to try and protect the village anyway.

"Ok Keg, I don't like the look of those fire globes circling that beast. Stay alert and keep up high until I give the signal, we need to distract it and lure it away", he says to the Death hawk, making sure they were going in to this fight as one unit.

The mammoth rider had mentioned paralytic darts, and he also has methods to take the beast out of the fight, but only for a short time. Stopping the charge would be something though. It was also enormous and he had no idea what sort of defences it had. At the very least the evaporating sea highlighted the need to keep a distance.

Keg
Movement: 80ft towards Red Bull, keeping above it
Action: Dash another 80ft towards it trying to get between it and the village

Ward motions the Manmoth to begin moving towards the bull faster, pulling the potion from Gandalf and chugging it, as well as beginning to hold his helmet considering if he might be able to get closer and divert the bull. “This ends here.” He mutters, eyes focused and unblinking.

"The Mammoth may be able to knock it down but it will be a test of might. I don't have any other way until the paralysis hopefully kicks in from my darts." Ward says

The Red Bull continues its charge, leaving behind it a trail of glass hoof prints bigger than plates as it goes.  Its thundering gallop quakes the sky, like the reverberation of a world threatening to tear itself open. 

The populace of the town begins to stream out to the west, moving away from their farms and homes, but there's not chance all of them will get away before the bull closes with them.  They're too slow, and the Bull is charging fast.  The air ripples with heat around its body as it points itself like a missile at the temple in the northeast corner of the town.  

It paid no mind to Nodjeim or Rum and Keg or even the strange Asteri as they closed in, nor did it heed the Elven woman on the flying carpet as she came out of the keep and headed its way.  If they were going to do something to stop it, they'd need to do so soon...

Rum watches as the Red Bull gets ever closer to the village, but knows Keg has the giant creature beat for speed. He digs the claws on his feet into the Death Hawks feathers and stands up on it’s back as it swoops down and around the front of the Red Bull.

As they fly, he activates his tattoo and when in the optimal position in front of the Red Bull he jabs each fist in turn towards it. As he does so, he channels Ki into the attack attempting to disrupt the Red Bulls nervous system and send him crashing into the ground.

"Why the rush, relax a little?!", he calls to the Red Bull.

As Keg swings around the front of the Red Bull he twists, filling his wings with air and slowing their movement to remain above the Red Bull, 15 feet away.

Keg
Movement: Swooping down and arcing around the front of the Red Bull 15 feet away from it
Action: Dodge

Rum
Bonus Action: Activate Eldritch Claw Tattoo - Eldritch Maul - Round 1/10
Action: Attack:
Unarmed Strike 1: 3+9=12 Damage: 4+6=10 (magical bludgeoning) + 2 (force), Total: 10
Unarmed Strike 2: 9+9=18 Damage: 5+6 =11 (magical bludgeoning) + 4 (force), Total: 15 (1 Ki point - Stunning Strike - DC 19 Con save or be stunned) - Red Bull shrugs off the stun attempt
Defense: Until he takes damage any attacks are at disadvantage against him
Reaction: He does have reactions, will post again if applicable

As the Red bull moves onwards, totally ignoring Rum, he strikes out once more but the Red Bull is too fast and he misses.

Reaction: Attack:
Unarmed Strike: 3+9=12 Damage: 6+6=12 (magical bludgeoning) + 5 (force), Total: 17 - Miss!

     Nodjeim goes all out on speed and trying to have the right angle with which to cut off the bull.  If the ivory Tiefling is able to catch up to the bull he falls into the Dance of Blades (rages) before falling onto the back of the Red Bull and Recklessly taking a two handed swing at it.  He would be looking to land between the beasts shoulder blades, if possible.  The closer to the neck the better, he does not wish to be somewhere the creature could turn and bite or gore him...

Bonus Action:  Dance of Blades (Rage rd 1/10)

Action: Reckless Attack: 18 Damage: 8

(If I need any rolls to land on it's back, to hold on or two save against fire, please advise.)

Ereni grimaces as she surveys the scene with the charging bull, her allies attempting to intercept, the fleeing villagers.

It's the battle of the Dragontail Narrows in Fantasia all over again.  Except instead of charging orcs and ogres, we have a thrice damned flaming Bull.

Every instinct deep within Ereni's bones tells her to make herself scarce.  Hidden, as archers do.  Besides, you have the poor dog, Joy with you on this damn rug.  And yet... someone has to draw the bull away.  She flies 70' laterally on the Carpet of Flying, circling high behind the bull (extra 10' movement on first round, Dread Ambusher).  The lean half elf projects her laconic drawl over the din, lacing it with all the derision she usually reserves for herself.

"What's the hurry, piglet?  Hoping to find a mate to frolic with in that damn flea-ridden town?  Tell me, what cow would want the likes o' you?  You even got the proper... ah, parts?  Cause to me, you don't look like no damn proper Bull anyways.  What you look like... is a SITTING DUCK."

(Gloom Stalker Dread Ambusher gives her 3 attacks on first round of combat along with extra 10' of movement, switching Hunter's Mark target and extra 1d8 on 3rd attack, using Sharpshooter for -5 to hit and +10 damage, no disadvantage on attacks out to 600', target gets no benefit from cover).

Attack 1:
To Hit:  18 (23 - 5)
Damage:  28 magical piercing

Attack 2:
To Hit:  25 (30 - 5)
Damage:  21 (rolled 1 on both dice!) magical piercing

Attack 3:
To Hit:  19 (24 - 5)
Damage:  (with extra 1d8 from Dread Ambusher):  34 magical piercing

Total Damage if All Hit:  83 magical piercing.

The Bull's blood pours out of its body in a flaming gout.  It bellows its fury, even as three more of the flaming wisps rose from its blood.  Now there are six circling its body.  It turns its attention straight to Ereni, and its eyes flash a hateful yellow color.  

The Bull turns and roars, and flames lash from all sides of it, raking over Nodjeim and threatening Rumble.  The nearby temple explodes into fire as flames lick into the sky...

Ward sees as the attacks begin hitting the Bull and pets the Mammoth's head "Alright Betty, let's finish frying this bacon." Ward takes his left hand off his helmet as the space around them tears open and they disappear for a moment ... and then reappear right next to The Bull, the Mammoth letting out a great roar and lowering its tusk to Gore the Bull. The Tusks land and deal 16 Damage to the bull, but as the Mammoth tries to tip it over the bull stays standing.

The smell of burning hair floats through the air as the mammoths front end gets singed by the Red Bull's heat.  The Bull shifts on its feet and turns its bulk into the mammoth, sinking its horns into the beast's flesh.  Flames roar up its side as it takes a hard hit and its fur is set ablaze for a second.  The mammoth screams in pain.  

The grenades drop down through the air and clunk to the ground next to the bull, and it sidesteps as they explode.  It's side is showered with shrapnel, but it doesn't seem to have taken the hit very hard.  Still, two more blobs of flame drip from its side...and one seems to be very active as it emerges, racing toward the nearest building that isn't on fire.  

Two more peel off and chase it; together they rush into the flames of the building and emerge from the other side before they proceed to move halfway between the flaming temple and the cluster of houses nearby.  

Another of the flaming wisps rushes into the air to attack the flying combatants...

Ward hesitates as the sun disappears, torn between trying to go back for the Mare and fighting the bull, before looking at the destruction it is dealing, and holding up his arm. Casting druidcraft before bracing his left arm 8 darts shoot out of it. 
Attack: 18 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

Attack: 3 Damage: 4

Attack: 2 Damage: 4

Attack: 19 Damage: 1

Attack: 9 Damage: 1

Attack: 9 Damage: 1

Attack: 10 Damage: 4

Attack: 10 Damage: 2

Then 8 and 10 poison damage for the darts that hit, Dc 15 con to take half damage.

The Red Bull feels the darts enter its body and bellows, but seems unaffected.  

One of the orbs of flame targets Rum, and fire sprays out toward the Tabaxi, while two of them rush for Ward and sprays flames, trying to burn the Druid to the ground.  

The mammoth, enraged by its foe, attempts to gore the Red Bull again but nearly trips as the Bull jukes backwards to avoid the attack.  The Bull jams a horn into the mammoths shoulder and burns away more fur as it drives the mammoth to the ground, knocking it prone...

As the warriors fight, a terrible thing happens.  It feels like the very fabric of reality has them by the heart suddenly, and the sky goes dark.  There's a moment, only a moment, of full darkness as an orange rings burns across the entire horizon, encircling the world...and then the inexplicable happens as the three suns slowly crawl back up from their bed and line up...seeming to become one single celestial body.  The world is bathed in intense twilight, but not total darkness....