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Post by funnybunnyjay on Dec 13, 2015 11:31:24 GMT -6
((I've updated Fearen Ortus and Fearen Licca's descriptions in the initial battle post.))
With the help of Enoch and Manasa, Kama was fast and defensive enough to run through the hoard of incoming fearens without taking much damage. Kama found himself in front of Valdus but was going to be surrounded by a bunch of fearens very soon because Kama didn't bother to kill them before approaching him. Kama slashed at the chosen one, but Valdus blocked the attack with a giant golden shield that he summoned. Kama changed his mind and tried to reason with Valdus one last time as he shouted "This is wrong Valdus! Everyone has fought and struggled for generations to work TOGETHER to create a better future. People have been trying to create a world where everyone is equal and by trying to become the god of prophecy you're going to throw that all away. You're going to make countless sacrifices in vain by controlling everything as a god with an iron fist!" Valdus looked at Kama with disgust and replied "You're the one who's making the sacrifices of the deceased in vain. These spirits that I've collected will be used to create the future that mankind has been fighting for for all these years, and if you kill me now all of this will go to waste. Working together to create a world where everyone is equal is naive. As the chosen one it is my duty to create a better world, and mine alone. I MUST DO THIS BECAUSE I WAS CHOSEN! I AM THE HERO AND YOU ARE THE VILLAIN AND I WILL SHOW YOU THAT TRUE HEROES ALWAYS WIN!" By the time Valdus was finished talking Kama found himself surrounded by fearens. Valdus pushed the golden shield forward sending Kama flying away from him and right into the middle of a fearen group. A bulk fearen within the group raised it's fist into the air, ready to smash Kama to the ground. In this fight there was a clear objective, much like there had been in the last fight. If they could stop Valdus, the rest wouldn't matter. Nothing would matter. Fearen fell left and right as Alroth charged across the temple chamber, slashing and bashing any creatures that got in his way. Valdus noticed Alroth charging towards him and immediately recognized Alroth was a threat considering how easily he could hack and slash his way through the large group of fearens without taking much damage, if any at all. Kama running past the fearens caused them to surround him, putting him in a dangerous situation, but it appeared Alroth was smart enough not to make that same mistake. Valdus shouted "STAY AWAY!" and summoned a giant golden sword that began spinning in the air so fast that it looked like a large floating buzzsaw. Valdus launched the spinning golden sword at Alroth at a diagonal angle at first, but the angle kept rotating as it moved towards Alroth making it difficult to tell how the attack could be dodged.
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Post by norimo on Dec 13, 2015 11:59:04 GMT -6
Before the guild was to depart for their next destination; Ooro attempted to train herself once more. She hadn't known whether or not she would fight, truthfully. Her whole mind was rather scattered in thoughts, having trouble focusing on anything else besides the information Kama had discovered. Even trying to perform simple tasks, such as sleeping, proved to be difficult as she often woke up mid-rest. Everything lead back to that fact, and the uneasiness grew within her.
Regardless, she continued to exercise her shifts in case she met a conclusion. Yet... something felt off. Ooro had a moment of pride in the last battle upon being able to use her legs without much thought, however now her arms had trouble even maintaining their form. Already, had she been consumed by anxiety from the upcoming battle, but now her progress appeared to dip substantially. It shook her, as she remembered she lost control when she charged Tairaga head-first... was she losing her grip on it? If she hadn't been able to shift at all, then perhaps the ability had been going away... or maybe she just couldn't decide when it triggered anymore. Regardless, it was detrimental to her well-being to keep track of such. She didn't want to have another accident, and she didn't want to cause anyone else to have one either. Either way, she needed some kind of affirmation as to what was happening. Though the more she repeated the process, the more unclear it all felt.
There was at least a moment of tranquility before the guild set off. Altheron had asked her to braid his hair for the next encounter, to which she accepted. She knew he was worried about his prophetic eye, but chose not to say anything on the matter. It had been awhile since the two of them shared a moment, and she considered Altheron one of her closer companions out of the group which made it a shame. While she enjoyed chatting with him once again; it begged at the question whether or not she would have the gall to leave if they were to survive. Even if she had made a few friends, where would she go? Ooro bit her lip, and pushed the thought away.
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When the guild arrived at the temple, they were met by an armor-clad Valdus, who shimmered radiantly in gold as though he had been a hero from a fairy tale. Yet... his words contradicted that image completely. He spoke of a world free of impurities- one designated to be perfect, though he was to rid of the existing civilization before achieving his goal. It was awful, atrocious to say the least. Admittedly, there were many flaws within their world, but it made the things that were right shine all the more brightly. A perfect existence... could that even be achieved with a god's power?
Without warning, a strange group of fearen had been introduced. They had... looked like people, with distinguishable faces and bodies. Ooro was already having trouble accepting the fact that the others had been distorted souls, but now they were visibly people. She hadn't been able to distinguish the faces of anyone she may have known, and while she her eyes searched desperately, hoping that they would not be met by a familiar gaze- her ears stood upright.
As she hurriedly glanced over her shoulder, Osseus had been flung into a wall, and now the armored figured had been aiming towards her. Enoch had already casted a spell to hasten their steps just moments ago, and Ooro was able to move out of the way of her strike. She dashed towards the small figure, and held him close. "Come on, you have to get back on your feet!" Her teeth bared as she shot another peek at the woman advancing towards them. While her hand begin to burn, readying to shift...
Osseus... called them "mom"...
...It stopped. Her eyes grew wide at sudden halt, a pang of fear shooting through her. She... hadn't known whether or not to fight, and now her hand wasn't responding. What could she do? If this had been Osseus' mother, then how was she to stop them? Yet, the figure appeared to be relentless, and with that Ooro held Osseus tighter to her. She lifted him up from the ground and kept him close to her, almost hovering herself over him with her back turned to the figure. It would become apparent that she was shielding him with her own body.
I... don't know what else to do. She looked for a possible path to run through, but fearen were present left and right which barely allowed for retreat. "Oss, I-" she tried to form words, but her voice was shaking horribly, "I- I don't know w-what to do..." Ooro couldn't bear the burden of hurting the child's mother in front of him, but the woman was obviously not going to back down from the fight herself. Unless Osseus had been willing to stop his mother himself; Ooro didn't know exactly how to assist him.
"Kama... said they're distorted now. She isn't the same..." her grip tightened as she pulled him into embrace, trying to calm him, "She isn't the same..." Her words were a low whisper as she tried to communicate through her fear, but her body still trembled. Ooro was only making an assumption, after all. She had known little of Osseus' birth parents herself. Still, she continued to repeat herself, her eyes scanning the area for a place to run. The woman would soon be upon them, and she needed to have a backup plan...
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Post by ChibiGissy on Dec 13, 2015 12:18:46 GMT -6
Mimisko kept shooting at the winged fearens until there was no more charging at her.
Now, she and Yapilo are in about to get ready to fight.
""So, are you ready to fight, Mimisko?"
"I'm ready when you are!"
We're the villains, you say? Yeah RIGHT! Valdus, you are the delusional one here
Yapilo summons fire and set up a flaming bow and arrow.
"Ready and Stand!"
Yapilo shoots at Mimisko.
Mimisko was able to dodge, grab the fire, and does the same process as before.
"Ready and Stand!"
However, Yapilo dodges the attack.
"You're too slow!"
"Can it!!"
Mimisko shoots another fire arrow, which Yaplio dodges again and it was about to hit Rylan.
"Rylan! No...he is not to same as he once was..."
Yapilo charges at Mimisko and slapped Mimisko with a firey hand. Mimisko was able to guard herself. This caused Mimisko to fly towards the wall. She became a bit injured.
"AUGH!!"
Mimisko cried in pain
"You fiend!!"
"Hahahah, what's wrong my child, did you- AUGH!"
Yapilo became in pain again
"You monster! How dare you made me hurt Mimisko like that- SHUT UP!"
Yapilo punches herself again.
"I don't give a SHIT what you think. This is our battle! Not stupid talky time!"
Lopiya is still there. Yapilo is just taking over.
Mimisko still has the other healing potion from before. She drink a bit of it and she has no become ready to go.
"Oh, so you want some more, huh?!"
"Let's do this!"
Yapilo and Mimisko shoots fire at each other.
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Dec 13, 2015 13:34:35 GMT -6
Zerah wasted no time getting right into this battle. He charged the fearen, claws extended to abnormal lengths, his blood bubbling. He slashed and clawed at the priest, who dodged these attacks with ease. Even with Enoch's slow spell still in effect, he was much faster than he needed to be to dodge the imp's predictable movements. "Come now, Zerah! I thought you were going to kill me? To quick for you? You useless im-" What Rylan hadn't noticed, however, was the fire arrow heading straight for him, nailing him in the back of the neck. He let out a sharp hiss as he looked to find the culprit. This single window was more than enough for Zerah to strike. Although it never seemed to work, Zerah tackled the man, successfully knocking him onto the ground, where he emulated the same plan of attack the hound fearen from before had had. He began to slash and bite at the man, none of his attacks landing anything more than scrapes or scratches due to their frenzied manner.
Annoyed, Rylan shot a blast of fire at the imp's chest, sending Zerah flying into the air and landing with a bone-cracking thud. The imp doubled over in pain as it felt as though he had broken a rib or two upon landing. Rylan heard this, and if it were anyone else he'd think he had the advantage. However, due to the imp's black blood which Rylan knew all too well about, it'd be sure to mend the bone within a matter of minutes. The priest rose from the ground, a scowl spread across his face as he looked in Mimisko's direction. She seemed to be fighting another humanoid fearen, so Rylan decided to give his comrade some help. A hoard of shell fearen were heading in their direction, and he decided to give them a little boost. He opened a portal in front of 3 of them, while making it's exit appear next to the humanoid fearen.
"Have fun with those, Mimisko! And next time, watch where you're shooting!!" Rylan chuckled. He turned back to the imp to see that he had already gotten back up and was charging again. "For Sandor's sake, you're so irritating," He scoffed, waving his hand to launch a horizontal wave of fire at the imp. Zerah stopped in his tracks and threw his arms up in front of him out of instinct, the blood quickly catching on fire. Zerah began to panic and began to pound his fists on the ground in an attempt to put out the fire. Rylan let out a maniacal laughter, clearly amused at the imp's desperation.
"My gods, you're even more pathetic now than you were the day I used you as a guinea pig! This can't be all the Lapiz Town Monster has to offer! Come on! Show me what you can do, you pathetic imp." He boasted. Zerah had finally put out the fire and stared back at Rylan with a crazed look still in his eye. You need to think rationally! You had a chance to kill him just then and you blew it! You were right on top of him!! The Mask chattered. Calm down and strategize! Otherwise, you'll be dead within minutes!! He's way out of your league! Zerah remained silent, but knew the mask was right. He had let himself lose control, something he couldn't afford to do with an opportunity like this. This is the only chance the imp had to exact his revenge on Rylan, and he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he let that go to waste. He took a deep breath, the boiling blood calming back down to his normal claws. "Oh, finally going to give me a challenge? Fantastic! I was starting to think you'd make this much too easy on me." Rylan scoffed. Zerah didn't let his words get to him, and instead, sprinted at the priest at full speed, taking him completely off guard. Zerah managed to land a right hook straight to the man's jaw, sending him hurdling across the temple room, knocking him through one of the bulk fearen.
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Post by melty on Dec 13, 2015 13:52:43 GMT -6
Luair watched as Ooro cradled Osseus in her arms, reassuring him. She had yet to learn the figure was his mother. If that was the case, then maybe she would have opted to not do what she was going to do.
She tapped Ooro on the shoulder then said, 'You need to escape with Osseus. Take him somewhere away where he can recover. You can tend to people's injuries can you not?' She then stabilised her grip on Tveiralmr, drawing an arrow. 'I will serve as a distraction. That should be enough time to make an escape. I will do it in five seconds so please be ready.'
She held the arrows and according to her words made a shot five seconds later. It was a blinding shot, enough to catch someone off.
'Now go!' she yelled.
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Post by ChibiGissy on Dec 13, 2015 14:26:09 GMT -6
Yapilo and Mimisko continue to fight. It seems Mimisko was about to get the upper hand. Until...
"Hahahahah! Wow, this nice. Time to give dear Mimisko a challenge. Thanks expired Cabbage~!"
Yapilo points to Mimisko
"I need my Sandor damn rest! You little guys attack!"
The shell fearen does it spike shots at Mimisko. She was able to block the attack, though. She thought to herself.
"Okay, Mimisko...you are on your own with this...what now?!"
Then it hit her. The battle with Tairaga, with how she handled Necrosis.
"I got it!"
Once the Shell fearens stop, Mimisko shoots the fire arrows. The arrows went into multiple directs to utimately hit behind the shell fearens.
"Hahahah! Nice job~. How about we do a little dance- aaugugh- NO!"
Yapilo keeps feeling the pain. Seems that Lopiya was about to speak to Rylan.
"Rylan! Mimisko was your friend! Remember that she was willing to give her blood to you! Or the cheppermint search that- SHUT YOU BLOODY GOODY TWO SHOES MOUTH UP!!!"
Yapilo thrust herself into the wall. Her forhead was the one that hit the wall, which began to bleed after that.
"NEWS FLASH YAKOSHI McFUCK, RYLAN AIN'T THE SAME ASSHAT HE ONCE WAS WHEN HE WAS ALIVE WITH THE SHADOW SLAYERS!! YOU AND MIMISKO NEED TO FUCKING ACCEPT THAT! ...I hate you.... What else is fucking new... Rylan, or anyone else, doesn't have that same type of shitty condition that you made me have."
Mimisko looked into horror. Lopiya is still struggling to get out. More of a reason to fight Yapilo.
Seems that Yapilo is trying to collect herself. This give Mimisko time to charge up with blue flames.
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Post by Allie on Dec 13, 2015 14:38:09 GMT -6
He had to be the strong little soldier. "Luair I'm fine. It's just.." He looked over her shoulder, the armored figure looming over the two of them. A large gash presented itself since Ortus's slash easily cut through his mimimal armor, contradicting his earlier statement. "Oss, I-" she tried to form words, but her voice was shaking horribly, "I- I don't know w-what to do..." Ooro couldn't bear the burden of hurting the child's mother in front of him, but the woman was obviously not going to back down from the fight herself. Unless Osseus had been willing to stop his mother himself; Ooro didn't know exactly how to assist him. "Kama... said they're distorted now. She isn't the same..." her grip tightened as she pulled him into embrace, trying to calm him, " She isn't the same..."Before he could properly convince Luair of his resolve, he was pulled into an embrace. To be held in this manner was comforting, but at the same time a complete disgrace to his ideal of heroism. His face hardened as he made his sentiments clear. "Ooro, you can't be helping me out so much-" He immediately coughed up blood, interrupting his statements. "Mom i-is just giving me what I-I deserve..." "So a filthy wretch like you would take my role..." She smirked, noticing the presence of the woman holding on to her son along with the tiny elven girl. Before she could tear the three apart, he had to mentally break one of them. Responding to Luair's inquiry would prove a decent means of doing so. "Caelum Ortus of the Magna Deum clan," She let out a half-hearted snicker, raising her sword above child and adult. "A shame I had to forsake that name for a mere human's affections." She lowered her sword, ready to pierce the two in one fell swoop. Before such a plan could be enacted, an arrow slid right past her vision, searing her right eye for a split second. She immediately drew her sword to her assailant, firing off slash after slash in her direction, ready to fire out hexes if she could get a clear read on her position. "..that's not your name Mom..." Osseus spoke in a low tone, before realizing anything that would happen afterwards. |
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Post by Emily on Dec 13, 2015 15:16:07 GMT -6
So, the leader of the fearen was found
She'd assumed it to be sandor, or some other deity, but no, it was the person who was supposed to save everyone.
Well, at least he was a mortal they could kill.
This was still a rather earth-shattering discovery.
Once Valdus gave the other fearen the ok to attack, she pulled herself together and got ready to fight.
"This is becoming too much..." she muttered.
An aura formed around her hands once more, just as always.
Valdus seemed to be occupied by some other fighers, and this seemed to be her moment to put a couple hits on him, unaware that he was strong against ranged attacks.
She readied her stance, and the area around her began to drop slightly in temperature.
Galystris focused on the target, aiming for the bullseye--his head.
She thrust her hands forward and let a frostbolt go.
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Post by norimo on Dec 13, 2015 15:27:21 GMT -6
She frowned upon seeing the red drip from his lips. He "deserves" this? But for what? "Don't be ridiculous," she wiped his mouth, "You're one of the..." Earlier, she had questioned the meaning of the term, yet now she desperately wanted to see Osseus return to his foul-mouthed ego, "... heroes, who took down Tairaga. A mother would be proud of that."
Ooro's ears struck upward as she was brought back from her thoughts with a small tap. Luair had been there, her bow string drawn and ready to fire.
She was about to object on the matter, when Luair had already turned and readied fire- striking a blinding arrow through the battlefield. Though when the light would disperse to reveal the scene once more, Ooro was still found standing there with Osseus. If Luair was to fight, then she couldn't find it in her to leave her behind. They would either flee together or stand their ground. While the woman had been distracted for a second, she retaliated once more. With that, she dashed back into Luair's direction, her legs shifting as she did so to gain speed. Ooro used her force to push Luair out of the sweep's blast, falling to the ground as she did so. "S-sorry Oss," she muttered, hoping she didn't shake him up too much.
Scrambling to her feet, she made her way back over to Luair in a hurry. "Leaving you... isn't an option," her eyes hardened on the archer beside them. Osseus would never forgive her if she left his companion behind, and she'd never forgive herself if she left a child to fend for themself in a moment so dire. The tension was thick, and Ooro could feel the weight of her decision seeping in. Running appeared to be a viable option at first, but it was because she neglected to factor in Luair. She wanted to curse at herself in her own frustrated fit, being that she skimmed over such an important element.
Perhaps Luair had more arrows she could incapacitate "Ortus" with. "Luair, do you have any more arrows to-" though she was abruptly cut off by a deep, bellowing roar of another...
"HAVE YOU COME TO DRIVE US AWAY ONCE MORE!?"
There was a pause. Everything felt deathly silent as Ooro's ears caught the voice of something familiar... yet distant. Her body trembled under its own weight, shaking horribly with every breath she took. No, NO, NO...! The figure that had jumped from the shadows was none other than her old-time, distant best friend...
Marcus had plunged at the armor figure, sweeping his heavily armored limbs at the woman in an unstoppable rage. "I have a bet to settle! YOU back off!" Ooro shrieked with terror upon hearing her friend's voice once more, but now gurgled and seething with unbridled hatred. She... she hadn't seen him decades. He had to have perished some time ago, his life span was much shorter. Yet to see him in this horrid, twisted body was beyond cruel. The tears came uncontrollably as she sobbed without restraint. The world felt as though it had shattered beneath her, and that was victimized to fall in her own grave.
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Dec 13, 2015 16:04:36 GMT -6
Rylan arose from the ground, holding the side of his cheek, now drenched in the blood of the bulk fearen he had been flung through. He watched as one of the humanoid fearen attacked another in an attempt to get to Ooro, an irritated sigh escaping his lips. "We're all fearen here, you idiot. The point is to kill the GUILD." He mumbled to himself. This wasn't his concern however, as Zerah had been barreling towards him once more. Rylan created a portal next to himself and stuck his hand through. The portal opened beside Zerah and Rylan dragged him through it with his flaming hand by the imp's hair. Zerah began thrashing about once more as he could feel the hair beginning to burn, getting closer and closer to his scalp. In an attempt to stop this, he formed his claw into a blade and sliced through the long strands of burning follicles and fell to the floor. Zerah was kicked straight in the mouth, getting launched back a few yards. Rylan let the imp's hair burn away in his hand, now furious. He spat blood onto the ground and rubbed his jaw once more. "You little shit. That hurt." He spat.
Zerah grabbed at his mouth, his jaw feeling as though it had been cracked by Rylan's boot. He shook his head and stood up once more, forming his claws into blades. "What are you trying to accomplish, imp? Even if you do kill me, you'll die at the hands of Valdus. He's completely out of all of our leagues. Hell, even if that pathetic excuse for a guild DID manage to work together, which will surely never happen, Valdus will surely snuff out your pathetic existences." Rylan threw a fireball towards Zerah, who barely managed to roll out of the way. "Look at you already! Beaten and broken! You don't stand a chance, imp. But don't worry. I'll make your death quick." Rylan formed a flaming spear as he approached Zerah, who was still on his hands and knees.
We need to move, now! We're going to die if we don't get out of the way!! The mask pleaded. MOVE, ZERAH!
But Zerah stayed on the ground. Rylan loomed over the imp, a cynical smile upon his face. Rylan manipulated the gravity around the imp, lifting him off of the ground and leaving him suspended in the air. He raised his spear while Zerah hung, motionless. "A fitting end for a monster like you." He chuckled. As he was about to spear the imp, Zerah struck first, extending his bladed hand through the priests chest. Rylan let out a pained scream, stumbling backwards with his hand clutched to the bloodied wound. Zerah dropped to the ground and stood up once more, a smile on the imp's face. "You sure know how to shit talk. Maybe if you weren't so talkative, I'd actually be dead right now. Heheh." Zerah stared the priest down. This was it. He was ready to finish this priest off once and for all.
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Post by Allie on Dec 13, 2015 16:07:36 GMT -6
"I--I let mom die... I r-ran away when s-she needed me most," He cried, clutching Ooro's clothing as a means of coping. He barely paid any mind to any of the events occurring, only thinking of his emotions. Marcus had plunged at the armor figure, sweeping his heavily armored limbs at the woman in an unstoppable rage. "I have a bet to settle! YOU back off!" An ear piercing screech could be heard as the reinforced arms clawed against the metallic armor, enacting the elven woman to retaliate. She craned her head in an eerie manner, wearing a grin of pure malice. "Attacking your comrade when there are more pressing matters to be held...what a filthy, worthless creature you are," She pointed her sword at the man's neck, reminiscent of that fateful day two years ago. "If you would like to let petty issues influence your actions, I have no choice but to eliminate you." A foe of his caliber would be dangerous, given his physical ability, but she had to make quick work if she were to prove her point. She fired off several more waves, hoping to confuse him with the patterns, and set off more hexes in his direction. Her next plan of action with be to rot his chest if he would be sufficiently distracted, giving her the upper edge. Osseus's eyes widened at the spectacle, but there was the realization of the opportunity presented. He turned away, trying to calm down. Having his mother away from his field of vision gave Osseus a better rationale to make tactical decisions. "We're going to have to serve as back up to Enoch. If he dies, all of us die. Luair, you can shoot light magic from a distance. Ooro, you'll wipe out the weaker fearen to cover our asses. I'll have to go close range in on that guy," He pointed to the earth mage attacking. His chest stung, but pain was of no concern to him. "Once Enoch is all right, the two of us could devise another plan to get to Valdus." He spoke, withdrawing two of his eleven weapons. He motioned them to move closer as he went off, ready to step into the fray once more to help defeat Cyrus. His steps were wavering and his cries apparent, but he had to toughen up. He wasn't special for being an orphan piece of shit. |
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Post by funnybunnyjay on Dec 13, 2015 16:39:32 GMT -6
((The descriptions for fearen Rylan and fearen Clara have been updated))
So, the leader of the fearen was found She'd assumed it to be sandor, or some other deity, but no, it was the person who was supposed to save everyone. Well, at least he was a mortal they could kill. This was still a rather earth-shattering discovery. Once Valdus gave the other fearen the ok to attack, she pulled herself together and got ready to fight. "This is becoming too much..." she muttered. An aura formed around her hands once more, just as always. Valdus seemed to be occupied by some other fighers, and this seemed to be her moment to put a couple hits on him, unaware that he was strong against ranged attacks. She readied her stance, and the area around her began to drop slightly in temperature. Galystris focused on the target, aiming for the bullseye--his head. She thrust her hands forward and let a frostbolt go. Valdus quickly noticed that Galystris was attacking him and blocked it using a giant golden shield. He said to himself "An ice mage huh? She completely froze my shield rendering it nearly useless. This is not an opponent to be taken lightly." He summoned a golden cannon and used it to shoot a bunch of fireballs all over the place in rapid succession straight at Galystris's direction. Meanwhile Kama just barely managed to dodge the bulk fearen that was about to attack him. He got up and noticed that Alroth was moving towards Valdus and chose to help him by clearing some fearens out of the way. First Kama used two fire slashes to take down the Bulk fearen that was attacking him, and ran over to where Alroth was headed and took down a hound fearen and a tick fearen, but was stopped once he slashed at a shell fearen. The shell fearen managed to block the attack with it's shell stalling Kama significantly.
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Post by melty on Dec 13, 2015 16:59:39 GMT -6
Luair agreed to his plan. She had worries that he had recovered too quickly but she knew that there wouldn't be enough time to do that in the first place.
'I understand.' she held Tveiralmr close to her. 'If that is what you wish then I will do so.'
Luair followed after, ready to make the shots at his request. 'When you are ready, then I will be too.' she said.
Halvar watched a shell fearen scuttle by. Without a care, he crushed it with his halberd, making sure it went clean through. He was angry. At this point anyone would do.
'Forget that impostor!' he gritted, bringing himself to trek in search for an opponent. He saw a wild haired man smashing what appeared to be an ally into a fearen. 'He looks far more interesting than that-'
In his mind he saw she had Tveiralmr in her head. That was something that was impossible to duplicate and even his twisted thoughts couldn't make him believe it was a fake. He did however believe that Luair had stolen it; which made his rage heighten further. In times like this what cooled him down was the sight of freshly spilled blood. And if he managed to retrieve some from the most interesting fighter on the field in his eyes, he would be satisfied.
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Post by ChibiGissy on Dec 13, 2015 17:09:45 GMT -6
Yapilo collected herself after Lopiya trying to help Mimisko out.
"Stupid fuck, trying to help Mimisko..."
She looks around and sees Zerah was about to finish Rylan off.
"Heh, I don't have connections with that imp, so, time for him to die!"
Yapilo comes charging at Zerah.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!!"
Mimisko forms a blue fire bow and arrow and shoots at Yapilo. She has made the shoot.
"AUGH!!"
Yapilo collapsed three quarters way through.
"DAMNIT, THAT FUCKING HURT! ...Serves the both of us right... Shut up!"
Mimisko glares at Yapilo. Yapilo smirked
"Heh, so.... are you going to finish me off.... like how the fearens killed me when I was a living human.."
"Yapilo, you are not Lopiya. You are not the person that took care of me and protect me from those that hated me......I can tell my mother is still there and you're just making her suffer!"
"Mimisko, you're right! Please end my life as a Fearen!- SHUT UP! Valdus gave us a second chance in life and you just wanna throw that away?! Valdus made a mistake doing this!! No, your love for Mimisko was a mistake!! Mimisko end my life!!! Mimisko, don't you want to spend time with me more?! KILL ME!!!! DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE LISTEN TO HER, MIMISKO!!!!"
Yapilo is circling as she cries for mercy and a mercy kill. Mimisko stood there in shock. While she does want to see her mother one, last, time....this is not the way to go about it. Mimisko has to make that tough decision.
"Yapilo, I am not the same coward that I was in the beginning."
Mimisko has blue flames and points to Yaplio's direction.
"AND NOW I'M SETTING MY MOTHER FREE FROM THIS NEVER ENDING NIGHTMARE!!"
Mimisko is ready to finish her off.
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 13, 2015 17:48:03 GMT -6
Manasa snapped to attention as she heard Oxy scream, her eyes torn from Rylan. "Oxy!" she let out, rushing towards the fearen that held him in her grasp and pulling out her fan. She whipped the fan open directly in Clara's face in an attempt to spray it's poisons directly on her, in her eyes and mouth. As the droplets of poison flew away from the fan Manasa felt as if she could sense each and every one, as if she felt an odd connection to them. Like she and they were linked. It was a completely new feeling, one that made her feel... powerful. ((adding this here to so people aren't fighting her blind)) Fearen Clara Abilities: Incredible bursts of speed between slow periods, physically very strong, her nails are dagger sharp and she's very hard to distract once she has her mind set on a particular target. Her mains abilities stem from a powerful defense. She is unable to be hurt by almost any magic and long range attacks prove futile as she can manipulate the air around her in a sort of force field. Weaknesses: Fire and Melee. Close range attacks are pretty much all that can hit her though.
The poison splattered against Clara's flesh and she immediately dropped Oxy, although besides her hands moving she didn't flinch. She turned towards Manasa, bit of her flesh burning away, but her eyes seeming to be uninjured. She started to shamble towards the woman, holding an outstretched palm towards her with the clawed fingers wiggling in an unnatural fashion. "Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ʜᴏsᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?" She hissed out slowly. Clarissa fired another blast of magic at her, screaming with rage that she couldn't do a thing against her. Oxy got back to his feet, trying to catch his breath as he ran over to Clarissa. But he spotted something else that sent chills down his spin. "Mama!" He screeched, running up to her and pulling on her cloak. "Mama, it's Rylan!" Clarissa pushed him back to the ground. "Stay out of my way!" |
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In this fight there was a clear objective, much like there had been in the last fight. If they could stop Valdus, the rest wouldn't matter. Nothing would matter.
