((OOC: In a bloody tug, the blade pulls from his skull in a gory mess, the seem slowly sealing across his face as he clenches his fist and several large Shadow Mimics come sprouting from all the Warriors Shadows to fight with them. Each of their movements and actions are that of their host that they are mimicing.))

((OOC: Um... did you guys ignore this for a reason, I'm trying to help you know... ))

Naraka Roars silently as the sword is plunged through his gut. Looking up at Thisias he smirks after getting over it.

"Of course I don't want it.. but I have something for you"

Naraka forces his body back against Kari who pushes forward. Suddenly his body goes into a mist and Kari is sent tripping forward from her momentum slamming the blade right into Thisias's gut. The mask slung directly at her face ((I'm not going to God mod whether it lands on her or not))

Rematerializing, Naraka kicks Kari in the back, sending her down onto Thisias as he quickly holds his stomach, spitting up some blood, a face of anger in his eyes.

Spinning around, the wound ravels back into his skin leaving a scar as Fei and his shadow come barrelling at him with moderate speed ((After All, Fei isn't his usual fast self, so he's just chuggin away, even with Celerity, he's only moderately fast)).

Naraka backpedals, dodging each of the swings as the 2 come at him; Spinning forth a silver talon, he returns the assault, between them, holding the upper hand as he works himself backwards towards Asaki, his head slowly working off the effects of her arrows.

Backflipping over Asaki at the last instant, Fei stops just before crashing into her, tripping over his own to feet as He is kicked in the head by Asaki as naraka puts her in a reverse headlock and lifts her up, spinning her legs up at Fei, knocking him to the ground as well as his shadow.

Spinning Asaki around, her neck placed under his bicep, he spins her into her shadow and Soul Reaver, releasing her as she topples uncontrollably to the ground on Soul.

Naraka shakes his head slightly blowing a puff of air up in frustration before taking a clean fighting stance again, cracking his neck and loosening up, then he See's Jharm.

"Angel boy... your God won't save you from me." Naraka forces a smirk on his face as he walks towards Jharm, everyone slowly getting up behind him.

Drawing a blade of silver in his hand, he whips it at Jharm and turns around. Upon contact, the blade sticks deep into Jharm and chain lighting bursts from all sides of it shocking the hell out of jharm quite litterally.

Naraka turns around to greet the others who get up, taking his fighting stance, wondering why the ground is still shaking profusely

As Keseno lashes out at Naraka against the Wall, Naraka begins to grow very annoyed with him. "You Fool.. I will put an end to you right now if I must"

As Keseno continues to attack, both of his wrists are grabbed and haulted as Naraka grabs them. Looking up, Keseno recieves a tremendous Headbut that splits his face open.

Bringing both wrists down pulling on his body, Naraka shoves his knee into Keseno's chest, breaking every rib with a satisfying crunch.

As Keseno falls over, Naraka grabs him by the back of his neck and pulls it back to meet him. "Don't ever think you can win alone" With that said, Naraka brings his boot up and slams Keseno in the face knocking him to the ground.

Afterwards, Naraka materializes in his hand several 6 foot long silver darts and plunges them into Keseno's body, pinning him to the ground. The darts then begin to crackle with a faint blue energy as a barrier whips around them consuming Keseno.

Trying profusely, Keseno is stuck in 1 place, unable to move. As Naraka turns around he is shaken to the ground, dodging backwards as the ground splits open completely.

Naraka turns and looks down to see nothing but a dark inky black substance and he falls back, crab crawling backwards to get away from the crevace.

A small puddle of inky blackness flows out of the crack in the ground and covers the hole before it closes up making a 6 meter in diameter puddle of a pure, light consuming blackness. The imprints of souls can still be seen in it.

Heads start to sprout from the blackness, followed by extremely long necks that cause the heads to extend 5 feet into the air and search around. Just a small taste of the abyss.