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Post by Evan on Dec 20, 2015 17:09:36 GMT -6
Pinky didn't move an inch as attacks rained down around. Her tree caught fire, but continued to grow uncontrollably, expanding faster than the flames could burn it. Soon it reached full size, and continued to get bigger, easily standing over a hundred feet tall and showing no signs of stopping as the pixie continued to feed nature magic into it.
The trees she had called out to before had finally reached back, and dozens of roots shot out of the ground from all directions - ends twisted into deathly sharp spears that all targeted the evil god of prophecy.
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 20, 2015 22:39:59 GMT -6
The tsunami spread apart and seemed to freeze for a moment before suddenly separating rapidly, becoming gas in seconds and spreading a fog across the battlefield. Clarity fell slowly to the floor as she noticed something drop that had been swept up by the waters---the body of a certain healer. She whispered a spell to bring his corpse close to her, seeming to forget her surroundings for a moment as she gently brushed her fingers over his left hand. The mark there hadn't been destroyed, and glowed brightly at her touch. Although she was not a healer, this man had been, and she could still feel some of that magic coursing though his blood. Tapping into that, she brought his hand close to her face and breathed into the mark, allowing some of her overflowing magic to soar into his body. The yellow light engulfed him and she smiled as the flesh began to knit itself back together, his face appearing among the glow with relatively no damage. Clarity remembered her own words she had whispered when Oxy had been brought back to life...
The spell that she should have been only able to pull off once every thousand years was done with ease now that the power of the Gods ran through her. She released his hand and stood up, grinning down at him brightly.
"Џоц aяє иот allошєd то dїє alоиє." She said. "₴о gєт цp. Їт's aЬоцт тїмё тнє циfоятциaтё cёlёвґaтє a vїcтояу." |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Dec 21, 2015 1:12:48 GMT -6
"You... I should have never created you. A failure such as yourself has no right to live. Now you shall suffer the consequences for defying me." While the spawn had managed to free himself from Sandor's clutches, the words uttered by the prophecy god struck a chord in his very being. A failure. The body it controlled snarled at Sandor after gaining a good enough distance away from him, his mind wrapping itself around his insults even then. How could he have been a failure? It wasn’t his fault he got into this mess. These thoughts swirled around in his head as he bared his now fully-overshadowed claws, readying them for another slash- this time for his target’s face. He intended to keep striking until his body gave out, using his newfound rage as fuel. None of this was my fault. he thought, and with that brought the rage coursing through his fingers up to his mouth, transforming the snarl into a full-out screech toward his creator. “A 'failure'?" he screeched. "AS IF ANY OF THIS IS MY FAULT! IT’S THAT DAMN WOMAN’S FAULT I’M EVEN IN THIS MESS!” he gestured at Altheron’s body, his scowl widening. “IT’S ALL HER CHILD’S FAULT FOR BEING MY KEEPER!
IT’S ALL THOSE SPIRITS’ FAULTS FOR TAKING HIM IN!
IT’S ALL HIS MASTER’S FAULT FOR TEACHING HIM HOW TO CONTROL ME!!!
WHY DIDN’T YOU HELP ME? YOU COULD’VE SEEN ALL OF TH-”
The possessed man floated in shock as if paralyzed by his own words.
“You…. you could’ve seen all this… You could’ve prevented it, but… you, you...
… wanted this to happen.” Something began to stir in the back of the spawn’s mind, but he quickly shoved it back as he couldn’t deal with his little pest right now. He readied himself for another attack, more broken now than angry, when he caught sight of what his creator was doing. His face grew in horror as hundreds of energy bombs flew toward him, exploding not too long after they were shot. His eye had been flickering madly the entire time, showing him thousands of scattered orb arrangements and random white-outs that confused him greatly, and through that confusion he could only create one explanation, one he refused to accept despite everything. This wasn't the end for him, was it? It couldn't be....
But yet....
"You have done well Shadow Slayers, but your adventure isn't over yet. The spawn cursed under his breath as the two gods appeared in front of the guild, doubling over in pain until he was on his hands and knees. Despite being the offspring of their main enemy, no focus was put on him, but that didn't matter. The mere presence of Yakoshi's power on this empty plane scorched the ends of his soul, causing them to retreat further into the body's center as he tried to stifle his cries. The gods continued to speak to them, each word seeming to add more weight on his back as he realized the gravity of the situation. Now that these mortals have been buffed, he thought to himself, Sandor will no longer exist on this plane, and I.... He fell forward, his face hitting what felt like a ground. His arms no longer responded to him, and this discovery brought an overwhelming sense of doom over his body. No... I can't be losing it already.... I just..... ack!- his thoughts were cut short as Yakoshi's powers soon flowed throughout his vessel, setting him ablaze with its energy and pushing him further within until-
"I feel bad for you...." Altheron said, allowing a tear to form in his eye as he shakily stood up to face the others. Yakoshi's powers allowed him to regain control of his body, and even strengthened his soul manipulation powers enough to remove the spawn's soul from his body once and for all, but he didn't want that. The spawn continued to curse himself as he felt his remains being shifted from the shaman's core and moved and condensed up into his uncovered right eye, the only window into the outside world that he had ever known. He was thoroughly confused, but the shaman continued to speak. "It is not your fault at all that you are like this. You were created to be bad, but.... also to suffer....." His eye started it's flashing again, but due to the energy he had received from the god, he had no migraine. The spawn helplessly tried to fight his way out of his newly refurbished prison, but with every move he felt parts of himself slipping out of existence as the heat of Yakoshi's powers ate at him, so he settled down in the clearing the shaman curiously laid out for him and listened. "I do not like it when spirits are hurt. Not even the bad ones..." The light faded around him and soon the guild was back on the battlefield, right in front of Sandor. "... but that being must be stopped! These people must live!" He raised his voice at the soul. "I understand he thinks you are a failure, right? I know you do not want life to continue here, but it is far too late to do anything about that now!" That really didn't sit well with the spawn, who tried again to push his way to the back of Altheron's mind to speak and got surprised when the shaman actually allowed it. What are you saying, boy? he growled with an annoyed tone. "Help us destroy him. Prove to him you are not a failure." He hesitated a bit at his next words. "Prove to him that you are... useful! You are his spawn! You can make prophecies too!" With one hand, he called over to his staff, the blue in his gem glowing brilliantly as its master beckoned. It released itself from Ooro's grip, flying across the battlefield before taking its place into Altheron's hand as he levitated off the ground. He looked at the fight through their divining eye one last time to see where the team's attacks hit before reciting a long spell, the same one he had used to leave his body back at the fight with Fearos, removing the spawn and all it's powers from his body and absorbing it into the staff's gem. It shined a bright, fiery purple mixed with blues among contact. It's aura lingered around, wrapping around itself until settling on a shackled form, the gem giving it the ability to do so. Looking up at the spirit who caused him so much pain through both eyes caused the tear balancing on his pale lashes to trickle down. "Will.... will you help us?" he asked softly.
"My purpose on this planet has long since been exterminated by the likes of you mortals," he grumbled, his eyes locked on Sandor. "I've been trapped for twenty-five years- I've counted. I've only tasted freedom once, and only to be shut away again just after figuring out my ACTUAL purpose was to do just that. So I'll do it. I'll be a prisoner." He turned over to face his controller. "A prisoner that's gonna kick his creator's ass, that's what."
Altheron didn't have the time to decipher what some of those words meant, but for the most part, it seemed that the spawn was on board, which brought a smile to his face, one that irritated his new weapon very much. Although the spawn wasn't all too keen on being controlled, at least he had a new purpose. One that'd give him peace, even after getting dragged down to Hell with his creator to suffer for eternity. "Well, then come on!" Altheron beamed, holding his staff toward the prophecy god as he raised himself higher up to get a better shot. "And together," {Spoiler - Click to View} "We will make our own prophecy!" Using his most powerful spell, the shaman shot the spawn at Sandor. The spirit zipped through the air thanks to the added speed Altheron gave him. If he was able to get to Sandor, he'd rip him to shreds. |
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Post by funnybunnyjay on Dec 21, 2015 2:20:44 GMT -6
((Okay so quoting and replying to every single one of these attacks is tiring and time consuming so I'm just going to be a bit lazy and summarize the result from all of these attacks. I hope you all don't mind.)) Sandor began zooming around the battlefield too quickly for most of the Shadow Slayers to follow, but with the help of Yakoshi's power and Enoch's speed boost Kama managed to catch up and land a hit by using an overhead slash. Thanks to the power up that Manasa provided Sandor's power was decreased and he was injured from the acidic and corroding effect that was also provided by Manasa's new power. Clarity then made it hard for Sandor to see Zerah's attack coming. Zerah successfully trapped him and with his power decreased Sandor was unable to defend himself from the onslaught of attacks coming his way. He was hit again and again and again from the overwhelming attacks being used by the Shadow Slayers, but before they could finish him off he managed to escape Zerah's grasp by gathering enough energy to teleport while the Shadow Slayers were hitting him. Sandor teleported away and was finally able to execute the attack that he prepared earlier on in the fight. Sandor began preparing a spell with his left hand. Dark energy started gathering around the hand, but he didn't have enough time to charge the attack before the guild began attacking him. The dark energy around his left hand was still there and he unleashed the attack at long last. It created a black mist that spread throughout the entire battlefield that made it slightly harder to see. Kama could still see where Sandor was despite this and ran in to perform another attack, but soon realized that he was slowing down for some reason. The powers Yakoshi, Archex, and Naga granted were quickly fading away because the black mist was taking away their power. The glowing silver chains that were weakening Sandor were breaking, and Yakoshi's power up was fading. Sandor summoned a red sword and slashed Kama straight across the chest and stomach. Kama was now dying from the attack, and the situation quickly became desperate as Sandor prepared his final series of attacks. Sandor was on the brink of defeat as well, shaking from all of the damage his body had received. It would only take one more devastating attack to take him down, but as their god powers faded Kama didn't have much time to come up with a way to defeat Sandor. He looked around, trying to come up with a way to deliver a powerful enough attack to finish him off and then he thought of something. "Mimisko..." he said to himself quietly. Kama ran over to Mimisko and said "Mimisko I know this is a lot to ask of you but I need you to be the one to defeat Sandor. A lot of us use fire magic and you're the most experienced with using fire out of any of us here, so you can deliver a stronger attack than any of us. We'll lend you all of our fire so that you can finish him off once and for all. I'm counting on you... Mimisko." Kama turned to the other members of the guild and shouted "This black mist is weakening our god powers so we need to finish this quickly! Gremlon and I, along with anyone else who can use fire will give as much fire we can to Mimisko. Rezza I need you to heal my torso so that I can focus on producing as much fire as possible. Enoch and Manasa I need you two to give Mimisko as much of a boost as you can while she prepares the finishing blow. Everyone else keep Sandor busy until Mimisko is ready!" Kama began shooting a holy white flame with what little of Yakoshi's power was left to the ground and made it circle around Mimisko to give her his power. At the same time Sandor began preparing an unholy black flame that Mimisko wouldn't be able to control as he said "All of you will pay for making a fool of me. Each and every one of you shall suffer the consequences for the damage that you have done to my body. This is the end for you all."Sandor summoned even more black fire and shot them all at every member of the guild, and at the same time used a spell on Mimisko to make it harder for her to prepare her attack. It was a spell that would use her own fear and anxiety against her. A spell that would flash images of all of the most terrifying and twisted things she could imagine. It was time to see if she could overcome the ultimate fear in order to deliver the finishing blow and defeat Sandor once and for all. ((Now you all can't use overpowered abilities anymore. Your characters are only slightly more powerful than usual now. I didn't choose Gisselle's character based bias for this decision regarding the final attack. I chose this character because it makes sense narratively for the first to join the guild to be the one to do this, and it seems like a fair reward to Gisselle for being the one to lift this game off the ground back when getting to the end of this game seemed hopeless.)) |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Dec 21, 2015 2:32:11 GMT -6
Zerah could feel the blood around him beginning to melt away as the black fog rolled in. The beast shrieked as it collapsed into a black puddle, fading away to leave only Zerah in the center. The imp arose, vision dazed and blurred. He had used up so much magic, if it weren't for Yakoshi, he would've been dead. Zerah finally focused in time to dodge out of the way of the black flames heading his way. He rolled off to the side, listening to Kama as he prepared Mimisko for what would be the final attack.
Gah..I wanted to be the one to kill this filthy asshole. Zerah snarled as he turned back towards Sandor. "One distraction, coming up!" Zerah began sprinting towards Sandor once more, claws extended. He continued his mad dash for the God, his hands morphing into drills. He couldn't administer the final blow at this point, even if he wanted to. His magic was nearly depleted from taking on that beastly form, so the best he could do was what he had planned.
As Zerah approached Sandor, he began circling the God, jumping towards his legs to try and get some jabs in. If he could distract him long enough, Mimisko would have no issue finishing The God of Prophecy off once and for all.
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Post by Emily on Dec 21, 2015 2:43:46 GMT -6
She took the mana bulb Enoch had given her, for she needed some mana after the power had left her.
Galystris aimed a frost bolt, but it wasn't an offensive attack.
Frost wasn't the best idea for damage right now, as sandor seemed I be strong against it.
So, naturally, she just needed to make sure he didn't now from his spot.
She let the attack go at the god's feet, a small smile crossing her face.
It was high time to end this.
Once again, for hopefully the last time, she hoped her attack would land.
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 21, 2015 2:53:31 GMT -6
With the power of the Gods depleting rapidly with the encroaching mist, Clarity fell forward, vomiting violet across the floor.
"Їт šєёмs шё caииот sтaџ lїкє тнїš fоя мцcн lоиgєґ..." She coughed out with a light chuckle. She heard Kama's order to provide a distraction so Mimisko could deal the finishing blow and she grinned wickedly despite the purple leaking from her mouth. Getting shakily to her feet, she cast a final levitation spell, rising so she was at eye level with the God and aiming her hands towards him. The symbols on Clarity's arms became visible again, preparing the disintegration spell she had tried casting on Clara at the beginning of the battle. Pouring as much of her magic into this attack that she could, she aimed toward's Sandor's eyes in an attempt to blind him.
"Їf шє'ґє gоїиg то нёll, шё'll jцšт тaкє уоц шїтн цš!"
She released a stream of golden magic straight towards Sandor, her aura flickering as so much of her power left at once.
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Post by otakrap on Dec 21, 2015 2:55:21 GMT -6
Sandor's dark mist removed Gremlon's necromancy ironically soon after he shot his attack. "Wh- my powers! This is the worst time to loose necromancy!" Gremlon shrieked. "I'm still alive though, so I can still help out!"
Gremlon quickly rolled off to the side in attempts to Sandor's attack, but it burned him. "AAAAGGGHHH!!" he screamed as he continued to roll in order to get rid of the fire. His bag also rolled off of his body in the process. Gremlon searched his bag to see what he had left. There were three Goganta peppers without cheppermints ((magical items established previously)). Gremlon said to himself after he checked, "Its really not my day today."
Gremlon ate three of the peppers at once.
"USE THIS FIRE MIMISKO, MAY THE LIGHT GUIDE YOUR WAY TO VICTOR-"
Gremlon's shouts were interrupted as the magic from the peppers rejected his body once more. Fire flared and roared of his mouth directly above him so intensely he couldn't speak. His head and body remained flat on the floor completely idle with his mouth gaping open.
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Post by zenguardian on Dec 21, 2015 3:32:52 GMT -6
After sending a wave of xylodes into the eye of the tornado to dissipate it,
Fallen could feel the power granted to him by the Gods waning. All of their hopes would be placed on Mimisko, the first member he'd seen upon arriving at the church what seemed like months ago. She alone had shown the most growth out of all of the members. He admired that. And now, he would channel the last bit of power he had to give her all of the strength she needs.
Dodging the black flames by darting through the sky, Fallen ascended until he had visual of the entire battlefield. Lifting his right hand, he began calling up thousands of xylodes. The minerals spiraled up from the ground, forming one singular gigantic arrow. With his left hand, he extended a transmutation circle out and guided it down the shaft of the arrow. Elemental Transmutation was something he'd only been able to do with the power of the Gods because his magic wasn't very strong in the slightest.
He got about halfway done when he felt the reserves of power slipping away. The transmutation was incomplete! His arrow wouldn't be able to make it in time!
He was beginning to panic when he had a sudden thought. The Emperor Gem. It was a legendary artifact and the only memento he had of his hometown of Kalzorn. By using it's power to control other gems, Fallen guided every last one he had onto the tip of the huge arrow before removing the Emperor Gem from his eye socket and placing it on the tip as well. L-let's hope this works, he said, reverting back to his old habit of stuttering.
"Command..." he took a breath. "Command: Ignite!!" He shouted. The Emperor Gem flashed a brilliant shade a red before bursting in to red-hot flames along with the other gems. The heat caused the unchanged xylodes to burn as well. The fire arrow, more like an extra large version of Mimisko's fire arrows, was finished. Fallen locked on to Mimisko from above and yelled "Mimisko! I believe in you!" He launched the arrow towards her. He could see that the Emperor Gem was beginning to crack from all of the pressure, and with nothing to unify them, the discus made of xylodes that Fallen was using to fly dissolved under his weight. Fallen was quite literally falling from hundreds of feet in the air. He was beginning to lose consciousness, yet even as he was descending back to the earth, he was able to keep his eyes open long enough to see the ending of the hard-fought battle...
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Post by schribbit on Dec 21, 2015 3:41:10 GMT -6
Fallen was quite literally falling from hundreds of feet in the air. He was beginning to lose consciousness, yet even as he was descending back to the earth, he was able to keep his eyes open long enough to see the ending of the hard-fought battle... Daryn was losing her power rapidly, and as she heard the orders given by Kama she knew she could not help. She soon witnessed Fallen falling from midair. She was grateful to him not only for showing her how to properly shoot a bow and arrow, but for giving her hope in battle when she'd been ready for death. With the last of her god-given strength, she shot up from her spot to catch Fallen before he did any damage to himself. As she did so, she inadvertently dodged the black fire attack. She was focusing on Fallen now. She owed him this. |
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Post by not u on Dec 21, 2015 4:16:27 GMT -6
"This black mist is weakening our god powers so we need to finish this quickly! Gremlon and I, along with anyone else who can use fire will give as much fire we can to Mimisko. Rezza I need you to heal my torso so that I can focus on producing as much fire as possible. Enoch and Manasa I need you two to give Mimisko as much of a boost as you can while she prepares the finishing blow. Everyone else keep Sandor busy until Mimisko is ready!" As Sandor absorbed the power of the gods into the black mist, a nauseating wave of mana exhaustion rushed through his body. With his trembling hand he grabbed the second to last mana restorative bulb and swallowed it, nodding. "Understood," he replied, gripping his weapon tightly. As the black fire came shooting at each guild member, Enoch tried to dodge, letting out a hiss of pain as one of the flames seared across his back. Turning to Mimisko, without a moment's hesitation he threw her the final mana restoration herb. "Swallow that and replenish your magic!" he shouted, focusing all his magic into Hastening Mimisko and speeding up her casting time. "You've grown up so much since our first battle, Mimisko. You've got this, kid!" All their hope was now put in the young fire mage, and he could only pray that this final blast would bring the war against the fearen to a close. The hope that they could rebuild the world and return from this apocalypse rested on her shoulders. |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Dec 21, 2015 5:11:32 GMT -6
The spawn struggled to right himself after Sandor managed to dodge him entirely. That coward, he thought as he watched his oh-so powerful creator emerge from a portal completely unscathed. The effects on Yakoshi's power had been weakening, and he could feel himself getting slower as the black mist surrounded him, weakening the shackles Altheron had placed on him. He gave a small smirk underneath his mask as he readied himself to strike Sandor again, when- "This black mist is weakening our god powers so we need to finish this quickly! Gremlon and I, along with anyone else who can use fire will give as much fire we can to Mimisko. Rezza I need you to heal my torso so that I can focus on producing as much fire as possible. Enoch and Manasa I need you two to give Mimisko as much of a boost as you can while she prepares the finishing blow. Everyone else keep Sandor busy until Mimisko is ready!" Altheron nearly dropped his staff at the sudden rush of energy the spawn displayed after Kama gave his orders, unable to keep up with the spirit as it zipped toward its creator. "Stop!" he cried, trying to pull on the spawn's restraints, but once the god's power left his body, the shackles between them collapsed, freeing the soul entirely. Altheron yelped as the black mist surrounding him reduced the effect of his levitation powers and sent him falling, but soon caught himself by reciting the same spell again. The blow was softened as a result, and the shaman landed on his feet, now more alert than ever. "Stop! Stop!" he panted, foolishly running toward the danger. "Did you not hear him? We shall defeat him another way!" "ABSOLUTELY NOT!" he snarled. "I ALREADY GAVE UP MY ONE PURPOSE ON THIS PLANET TO THE LIKES OF YOU MORTALS! YOU THINK I'M ACTUALLY GONNA LET SOMEONE ELSE TAKE THIS ONE?" He turned to face Mimisko and Kama, giving them a stinging glare before turning his attention back to Sandor. His eye flickered madly as he planned his next strike, focusing on all the outcomes that showed him landing a hit on the damn thing and ignoring all the rest that didn't. His judgement may have been a little blurry due to his rage, but he was certain he'd get him this time. Ain't no one getting in the way of this prophecy. He drew all the energy he could into his claws, holding them in front of him as he zipped at Sandor again, hoping that this time he'd land a hit or several.
"NO! You cannot do this!" Altheron pleaded.
"SHUT UP!"
"He will go either way!"
"I'VE MADE UP MY MIND ALREADY!"
"But-
"I'LL BE DAMNED IF I LET THAT PIPSQUEAK DO MY JOB FOR ME!!!!" |
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Post by titee on Dec 21, 2015 5:16:13 GMT -6
Kama turned to the other members of the guild and shouted "This black mist is weakening our god powers so we need to finish this quickly! Gremlon and I, along with anyone else who can use fire will give as much fire we can to Mimisko. Rezza I need you to heal my torso so that I can focus on producing as much fire as possible. Enoch and Manasa I need you two to give Mimisko as much of a boost as you can while she prepares the finishing blow. Everyone else keep Sandor busy until Mimisko is ready!" Manasa gasped as she began to feel Naga's presence grow weaker and weaker. She swallowed heavily, yet when Kama delivered order for the guild to deliver the final blow she stood firm. This was the teamwork she had been striving for.With the entire team supporting Mimisko, Manasa was certain the attack would be a success. Despite the fact that her pool of dances grew smaller and smaller by the second, Manasa got into position to preform. She could no longer create one of the elegant mandalas like she had done previously, but with Naga's presence still lingering and the power of Enoch's haste spell still in effect, though worn, she could still create something of certain use. Manasa preformed once more, her focus set on the fire mage. The dancer casted a golden aura around Mimisko, her eyes shining brilliantly. The aura served to greatly enhance the mage's magical strength and provide her with as much mana as possible. |
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Post by Evan on Dec 21, 2015 6:46:55 GMT -6
"You put too much faith..." Pinky trailed off quietly, clearly not agreeing with this faulty plan. After everything they had been through, Kama wanted to shoulder the entire mission on the youngest and least experienced member. The tactician thought it foolish to wager the fate of the entire world on someone who wasn't even done growing.
Still, in her position of ultimate neutrality she had little reason not to play along. If the kid died and the guild failed, one way or another there would be peace. Whether evil or divine.
Now that the deities' power was fading, Pinky could no longer sustain the explosive growth of the tree she had planted, and the flames engulfed it entirely. This fire had been set by one of Sandor's previous attacks, and was not the same black fire as he was using now. As such, the gargantuan tree had become a massive inferno that could easily be utilized by any practiced fire mage.
Pinky dropped out of the tree and glided around to the opposite side of the trunk, narrowly avoiding the attack that Sandor had launched. She couldn't see him now, but she didn't need to. Her sixth sense meant that she could detect all life in the surrounding area, so it made no difference if her target was not visible. It was more difficult to control the tree roots now, and the pixie could not command nearly as many as she had seconds ago. Six or seven seemed to be her current limit, but she could overcome this slightly by manipulating them one by one, setting one on course for an attack and then switching control to another. Through this method, Pinky kept up her onslaught of root spears, but more slowly and less precise than before. She would play this pawn's role if that's what they so chose.
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Post by ChibiGissy on Dec 21, 2015 7:30:47 GMT -6
((What a time to wake up, lol. I hope I did my best, Jay! ^^))
Mimisko nodded. "I will, Kama."
She focused on her spell. She summons every fire of the rainbow and they all form into white fire. However, what's making this difficult is the spell that Sandor makes with abusing her anxiety.
What if she doesn't make it... What if everyone in Shadow Slayers won't make it?
Other then that is causing her anxiety if deaths of her fellow guild mates. Odessa and Rylan...
This is without a doubt the hardest time the Mimisko has with focusing, due to that spell.
"What if...?"
However, a lot of encouragement surrounds her.
That is how....That is how this will fight off the anxiety.
Believing in the friends that believes in her..
Believing in herself that believes in her..
Believing in herself!
She took the the final mana restoration herb that Enoch threw at her. She did what he said. She plopped the herb in her mouth and swallowed it. She felt more powerful.
And then..
Mimisko felt a strong aura around her. She felt a stronger and her fire has become much more. Heck, there's even golden fire coming into the white fire.
Everything is giving her alot to defeat Sandor.
Everyone is counting on her.
Not just Shadow Slayers but Mimisko is sure Kelemio and his guild is counting on her. Mimisko's parents is counting on her.
The entire world is counting on her!
"Sandor....you caused not only my life a living nightmare..... but you caused everyone's lives to be a living nightmare! And I will not tolerate that!!"
The white fire became big as Mimisko made her speech.
"JUST WHO ON IGNIS DO YOU THINK I AM, SANDOR?!?!"
Mimisko shoots a barrage of white fire at Sandor so then they will hit and defeat him. It was still a struggle, due to Sandor's spell but she is not letting that bring her down. She has the entire guild on her side and that is enough to get her out of fear and anxiety.
While the barrage of white fire is heading towards Sandor, she also use one, white, fire bow and arrow. She aims at Sandor.
"Ready and Stand."
She shoots at Sandor to make one, final blow.
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