These guys must be thick headed....
The loud crash alrets Kith's attention and he looks towards Soul Reaver. The words Dark Legion sends a chill up his spine, but he knows what will happen.
"Lets finish this now..."
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Kitharsis | Re: The Weaver of Destiny (Part XXII) | ||
Kitharsis turns around when Mathias explains their situation. He shakes his head during the apology.
These guys must be thick headed.... The loud crash alrets Kith's attention and he looks towards Soul Reaver. The words Dark Legion sends a chill up his spine, but he knows what will happen. "Lets finish this now..." |
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Soul Reaver | Leading the Way | ||
(ooc: Kawanua, hope you won't mind me taking over shortly for Sera)
Sera hesitates for a moment at Soul Reaver's request, but then nods and hurries ahead of him. "It sounded like it came from the Great Hall. I'm guessing that it was Demitrius. It sounds like whatever's going in... it's serious..." Soul Reaver just nods grimly as Sera dashes ahead. As he runs, Soul Reaver passes a number of chambers, each sealed with a magical, transparent wall. Behind these walls glitter magical treasures of every size and description... many pulsing in and beckoning with the promises of dark power... others appealing dull and forgotten, but waiting to be reawakened. Each is labelled and catalgued, carefully arranged and slotted away. As they run past, Sera explains somewhat breathlessly. "I was helping Demitrius here... in return for some information. I help him... store away his artefacts... as well as doing some chores around his castle." She grins slightly. " I guess he hasn't managed to... create automatons that can clean... yet..." At the mention of Automatons, Soul Reaver glances at the smashed plates of armour on the floor as he runs past. He notes that the damage to these looks different from those in the earier chamber. It could well be the Dark Legion. Finally, Sera and Soul Reaver see a huge pair of closed double doors up ahead. Sera points at them, indicating that the Great Hall must be just behind them. Hoping the others are following behind, Soul Reaver sends a message to his companions. He is likely to be just behind those doors... everyone, be prepared for battle, just in case! |
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Asaki Masako | The cards have been dealt. | ||
Asaki looks up as Kanshisha comes between her and Stavarus. She grabs onto her arm which happens to be bleeding worse than any other open wound as Kanshisha asks, "Asaki-chan...daijobu ka?" She nods. "...I'm fine."
She stares up at Kawanua as he comes over to check on her. "Only scratches, you should be fine. Have you lost something? You used to wear a necklace. Gold if I am not mistaken. Did you lose it?" Asaki stares at the warrior for a little while longer until she finally looks down at where the necklace used to be, just now remembering that she gave it to Sera. "Oh, I'm sorry....I gave it to someone who I thought could use it more than me. 'Sides...," she smiles, "I think you guys are about all the luck I need." She stands up straight as Soul Reaver begins to argue with the bounty hunters. Her ears suddenly twitch at the sound of a mind numbing explosion. She looks around, bewildered then stares at the other warriors when Kasei comes running in as a massive beast once more, carying Gulver on his back. Kasei: What's going on?! Asaki, still unsure of the answers herself, looks between Sera and Soul Reaver. She follows the two as they race down the halls towards the commotion, readying her spark blade at Soul Reaver's command once they approach the double doors. *this is it....we're nearing the end...* |With chaos as my guide, I walk the plains in search of a worthy battle....|
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Kanshisha | Re: The cards have been dealt. | ||
((OOC: Ok... i'm guessing that you didn't like the Rough Draft, eh Soul? ))
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Yue16 | Re: The cards have been dealt. | ||
((ooc: oopsies, sorry, I was planning on posting here today, but my time ran out. bah. >.< I'll do it tomorrow morningish... ^_^;;; ))
We are not living, but merely existing out of the fear of dying.
~Yue Kurine |
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Soul Reaver | Too Late... Again | ||
(ooc: Kanshisha, check your e-mail.)
Soul Reaver rushes up to the double doors. For some reason, the others are lagging behind. He considers waititng for them, but a loud whooshing sound behind the door, followed by an agonized scream, makes him decide to act. Damn it, I cannot afford to wait any longer for the others! Soul Reaver kicks open the double doors, a spell on his lips and Blooddrinker in hand. They have come too late. Khora's hunched, black-cowled figure rises to its feet near the centre of the room. A blood-stained dagger is in one of its hands, while with the other he is picking up an ornate staff. The bleeding, robed corpse of The Collector lies at Khora's feet. Khora's grosteque, decayed skull seems to grin even wider as it looks at Soul Reaver in triumph. He taunts him throatily. "Too late, warriors. The Staff is mine now. In a matter of minutes, the remainder of Demitrius' Planar Shields will crumble and I will take the Staff to my master to be destroyed. Unfortunately, I doubt many of you will be alive to see me go. What a pity... so near, and yet so very very far." He laughs mockingly. Soul Reaver's expression darkens. "You have not won yet, Khora!" With a mighty roar, he hurls Blooddrinker from his hand. The blade whirls through the air, directly at Khora... A flash of steel flies through the air. A massive axe strikes Blooddrinker in mid-air, deflecting the blade away and causing it to clatter harmlessly to the ground some metres away. A dozen Dark Legionnaires step out from behind the pillars in the chamber. But these ones are different - they wear an ornate breastplate made of Black Steel, adorned with chains. Their weapons are of the finest craftsmanship. Soul Reaver feels Khora's Necromantic magic pulsing and coursing through these Legionnaires much more strongly. He must have somehow reinforced their energies with his own... we had best be careful. These elites are bound to be a lot more intelligent and dangerous... Growling, Soul Reaver waves his hand in Blooddrinker's direction, causing the crimson sword to reappear with a bright red flash. "Attack!" Soul Reaver charges forward, the Elite Legionnaires preparing to meet him head-on. |
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Yue16 | Re: Too Late... Again | ||
Yue leans back against a pillar, her sword still in her hand but resting down by her side, as she listens to the Bounty Hunters explain themselves.
The explosion completely knocks Yue off gaurd, her eyes widen as she looses her balance and tumbles backwards, landing on her bum on the floor. What the ? Yue looks around and pulls herself back up to her feet. Picking up her sword again, she notices Soul Reaver and Sera take off up ahead. this the final battle? Glancing around, she looks at the rest of the group, wondering if they are going to follow as well. She grips tightly the hilt of her sword and dashes ahead after the other warriors Upon entering the room, Yues eyes widen as she spots Khora holding the staff and the improved Dark Legion around him. She sighs. This doesnt look good. We are not living, but merely existing out of the fear of dying.
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cLuTcHFieND | Re: Too Late... Again | ||
((OOC: um.....yeah. ))
Cameron does not make the mistake of rushing headlong into the chamber. Instead, he hangs back, gathering energy and releasing some of it into the other warriors around him. He then begins chanting a spell while directly contacting Soul Reaver. Soul, if you can hold them off for a few minutes, I think I may be able to temporarily reinforce Demetrius's failing Planar Seal. Just keep them off me! |
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Asaki Masako | The tides of battle. | ||
Asaki runs into the room after Soul Reaver, spark blade up and ready to be driven at whatever enemy is present. Her expression suddenly turns to one of shock at the staff in Khora's hand.
She stares ferociously then growls at the enemy. "Khora!!" The teenager begins to come foward as Soul Reaver hurls Blooddrinker at their foe, but is easily deflected. Asaki comes to a stop as the Legionaires--reinforced Legionaires--prepare for their onslaught. She wheels around to see more of them approaching when she hears Soul Reaver shout, "Attack!" The warrior gives off a beastlike battle cry before commencing the assault. "Omae o koroso!!! The spark blade becomes a long energy saber as Asaki leaps into the air and comes down on the Legionaires in her path. She dodges a vicious blow from one of their axes by spinning out of the way then slicing it across its spine. Another opponent comes at her from behind, and she takes the opportunity to chant some useful magic. She backflips over the oncoming Legionaire, then, landing behind it, she throws, what looks to be like some kind of Japanese scroll at it. It radiates with chaos energy, and the incantation written upon it seals the creature, frozen in one spot. She runs over to Khora and glares at him. "You've tricked us for the last time Khora!!" She raises the spark blade, ready to attempt to sever the dark enemy's head when a voice breaks through her head. *no! not like that...* Asaki stops in her tracks, surprised. "Senshi?" *you fight in anger...even your sensei would disapprove...* "Why--" *concentrate...* The teenager tightens her fists and closes her eyes. *focus on the power within...control your mind and body as one...* An ominous silence takes over the air surrounding the teenager as her energy seems to be sky rocketing. Asaki glares at Khora with two green glowing slits, even the whites of her eyes can no longer be seen. Her entire body radiates with a soft, pale green aura as the teenager begins to float in the air. Her hair begins to sway as a strong breeze picks up throughout the entire chamber. The room grows darker and lightning starts to flash inside! Knowing the others have lived their lives in battle, something like this would not truly distract them, so she continues building her power. Asaki sprouts demon like wings from her back and small ones on her ankles. Her platinum hair forms two blue streaks down the sides of her head as her hands form into beastly claws, but she is not Senshi or Asaki, but a combination of the two. Her voice comes out almost machine like, sounding like Senshi and Asaki speaking at the same time in unison. "We may not have the power to defeat you, nor do we possess the knowledge to ensnare you in the jaws of death, but one thing is for certain, Khora. You and your puppeteer will not triumph for in our defeat, others will be born! And the battle will rage on and on, until your overshadowing existance will be mere child's play. The fight will never end until repugnant miscreants like you are purged from this universe! In our lives and in this time, we will not yield the battle! Cry havoc! And let loose the dogs of war!" The magic staff begins to swirl with a green mist and tug away from Khora. His grip is still well on it, but he can feel it begin to slowly pry away from his filth encrusted hands. Several Legionaires hurl their axes at the warrior, but they are easily deflected by her aura, creating a very special shield around her. The warrior keeps one hand level in the air facing Khora and raises the other one into the air towards the ceiling. Thunder blasts and brilliant, flourescent lightning bolts comes down from above and jolt through a number of Legionaires, especially those coming closer to Clutchfiend. "I'm still with you, my allies!" (ooc: i'm not god modding khora, it's up to soul what happens next, but please don't make it seem like this combination of asaki and senshi is easy to defeat. thanx.) |With chaos as my guide, I walk the plains in search of a worthy battle....|
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Fei Serumen | 1337 or not to 1337. | ||
((Don't try and make them look too easy now everyone.. -_-))
Fei gives off a mental sigh at the happenings, not minding to pull himself from the pillar he stands at. "It's about time. I could have sworn we were running around for no reason..." Fei speaks as the dark Legion appear. One materializes from behind him. His right ear twitches and he's instantly in the other direction, his sword parrying that of a Legionairre. Leaning down yet looking down on the Legionairre, Fei lets off a little smirk. "Heh.. at least you're not as clumbsy as your buddies..." Vanishing, the Legionairre's sword comes crashing to the floor. Appearing behind him, Fei feels the blood flowing through him as he begins to use a common strength discipline. Fei's body suddenly bulks out and his mass almost doubles in an instant. Though slowing him down somewhat, he's greatly increased his strength. His body much more defined, that of a professional body builder. Practically too defined. As the legionairre comes whipping back around with the blade in a 360 spin, the blade is stopped then parried out of his hands. "I hope you have more tricks up your sleeves then that." Fei grins as he makes a low Sweep, flipping the Legionairre into the air then coming back up and axe kicking down, causing his opponent to bounce of the floor with a loud Crunch. Looking down, Fei watches him get up and come up with a claw attack. Due to the akward situation, the nails dig up into Fei's chest, getting them stuck. Fei's skin begins to crumble with the contact, turning grey and flaking apart. With an animalistic howl of discomfort, the tall, slender, yet overdefined man picks the Legionairre up by his throat and slams him against a pillar that makes a crack all the way through, the top of the pillar starting to rain down small specks of marble and dust. Gripping his sword even tighter Fei begins to bring it down, sinking it into the floor in several spots as the Legionairre rolls away. As another Legionairre comes from behind him, Fei comes whirling around, ripping the breastplate cleanly from his body with a tremendous slice of his cursed blade. Spinning through, Fei backhands the deathly looking creature away, sending him falling and sliding to the opposing wall. Afterwards he diverts his attention back to the other legion who has already gotten back his sword. "They're getting tough... They're using their rotting brains for a change.." Fei Serumen §¤§
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Kitharsis | kawoooo | ||
Kitharsis dashes after Soul and Sera. He activates the gems vaccume power and it begins to slowly steal a tiny piece of each artifiacts power. Finding that it is increasing in energy at a very fast rate, he stops it and stows it away in his cloak.
Might come in handy... Yes, the theft of power is a great tool indeed! The voice states in his mind. Not now... This is too important! Yes, too important not to win... Too important to lose... Too important... The voice then fades out, but its presence still lingers in the back of Kith's head. As he enters the doors Kitharsis scowls at the sight of the elite legionaires. The poleaxe is raised and ready. A faint aura of protection glides around Kith's body. Khora, with the staff, is too much for him. With a savage yell, Kitharsis throws the poleaxe at him, a few axes are thrown to counter, but only succeed in knocking it off course a bit. It still hits, but with the wooden shaft, not the blade. This is enough to loosen his concentration, and if Asaki might have pulled a little harder on the staff, it might give way... Kitharsis, meanwhile, is still fuming at the sight of Khora. His arua is almost opaque and it swirls around him, giving off flashes of energy that leap out and hit the elites. |
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Kanshisha | Re: Too Late... Again | ||
Kanshisha watches Sera and Soul Reaver Dash towards the Collector's Chamber. He then watched the others follow, yet Cameron stayed behind, remaining in a meditative state of mind. He then, from the corner of his eye, saw Khora in the distance, the body of the Collector beneath the Necromancer.
"...Ba...Bakemono da......", he said in frustration as he looked upon the horrid sight. Then, only moments after Soul reaver's attack, a group of Legionnaires arose from a corridor, battle ready and metaphysically enhanced by Khora's elite Necromancy. "Oh crap... Not the rags in black....", he muttered to himself in irritation at the sight of the new, more powerful Legionnaires. Recieving Cameron's request to keep the Legionnaires away from him, Kanshisha drew the Masamune and readied himself in a defensive battle stance a few meters away from Cameron. "Well... gotta keep them away from Lord Cameron...", he said to himself as his grip on the elongated blade tightened. But suddenly a flash of light and otherworldly power arose. Kanshisha looked on in awe as he witnessed Asaki's amazing transfusion of herself and Senshi. "Sugoi desu....Girl's got talent....", he said with a smile. "Go get that jerk Asaki-chan...Give him what he deserves.', he said under his breath with another smile. His faith and confidence in his friend remaining strong. His attention is then diverted as the air breaking sound of sparking steel sped towards Kanshisha as one of the Elite Legionnaires dashed towards him, it's blade ready for attack. "He looked back at Cameron and then looked at the Legionnaire still dashing in their direction. "You won't pass me!!!!!", he yelled out as the Legionnaire came down with a powerful slash of it's gigantic sword. Kanshisha, slashing upwards in the direction of the legionnaire's blade, locked with it, creating a gigantic spark of steel vs. steel. The defening sound of the weapons clashing, echoed throughout the corridor. The Legionnaire applied more force to its weapon as Kanshisha was being forced down even more to his knees. Kanshisha applied more force to the masamune as he forced his way back up against the Legionnaire. "Your brothers defeated me once....and you will be the example of what befalls the rest of them...", he said as his voice grew deeper and his eyes changed to a shade of purple and silver, it's ominous myst eminating from his pupils. "Now get back!!!!!", he roared as the Masamune's blade became warped and distorted, forcing the Legionnaire to break the lock between the two and unwillingly take a step back. Instantly after this step back was taken, Kanshisha dahsed up at the Legionnaire as Grandiel arose from hsi palm with corrupted lightning and flame. Iwth both blades battle ready, kanshisha waled an array of high speed attacks at the legionnaire, forcing it away from Cameron, leaving him time to meditate on his spell. "Ja ma suru na!!! Shinei !!!!!", he roared as he continued his assault towards the Legionnaire. With each parry of the legionnaires blade, it was then followed by another offensive assault from Kanshisha. This process kept the legionnaire away from Cameron as it was forced into the Collector's Chamber. |
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Soul Reaver | Sorcerous Duel | ||
Khora's burning red eyes narrow into hate-filled slits as Asaki's powers begin to pull on the staff. With Kitharsis' poleaxe also striking the staff, Khora nearly loses his grip.
"So the Children come to play..." Hissing, Khora places his other hand on the staff to help him grip it. He begins to chant rapidly in a whispering voice that seems to draw all life and warmth from the air around him. A Dispel Magic spell begins to tug at Asaki's influence, driving through the finely woven enchantments like a sliver of ice. Though it does not break the spell yet, it is strong enough to weaken Asaki's grip on the Staff... and gives Khora enough time to cast his next spell. With a sudden whoosh, a spinning column of black mist bursts from the ground beneath Khora's feet, enveloping him completely, hiding him from all means of normal and magical sight. The moment this happens, Asaki feels her spell slip away, as if the Staff had ceased to exist. Streams of dark smoke seem to snake in thick ribbons outwards from the Aura of Shadows spell, twisting eerily as they do so, probing the room with insubstantial fingers. Soul Reaver gives an involuntary shudder as this happens... it is as if an ominous presence were filling the chamber around him. Yet he has no time to contemplate as Blooddrinker is met with the haft of an Elite Legionnaire's steel axe. Soul Reaver and the Legionnaire trade a series of rapid blows, but neither warrior seems to be gaining the upper hand. A sudden whistling sound causes the Legionnaire to duck lightning-fast. It rolls away just as a blue-glowing crossbow bolt whips through the space its head occupied but moments before. The enchanted crossbow bolt flies on, punching a clean hole right through a two-metre thick stone pillar and through the wall several metres behind it. It leaves only a glittering sapphire trail in its wake to mark its passing. Stavarus curses as his crossbow bolt misses, but re-cocks his weapon with another deft click. Soul Reaver is about to re-engage the Legionnaire, only to narrowly avoid having his head taken off by a sweeping blow from another Legionnaire that dives down beside him. Soul Reaver grimaces angrily as he continues to fight, trying to keep the Legionnaires away from Clutchfiend. Meanwhile, Sera spots Demitrius' corpse on the ground. She shakes her head in horror. "How could he have been killed?! I know how powerful he is... what sort of terrible foes are we facing here?!" Sword in-hand, she gets into a defensive stance in case the Legionnaires break through to her. Meanwhile, the others are facing problems of their own. The Elite Legionnaires fight with terrifying grace, somersaulting and charging with fluid deadlyness, attacking with a steel wall of blades and backing off if there is a chance of them being struck. Kitharsis' magical aura seems to have little effect on them - their reinforced magic resistance makes them almost impervious to the attacks... and what little damage they do suffer seems to be regenerating rapidly. Then, Soul Reaver sees something that disturbs him to no end... One of the Elites steps back from the combat, gaze locked onto Asaki. Then Soul Reaver hears a deep voice resonating from its hood... a voice forming magical syllables. He gave them a voice! A ball of dark purple energy coalesces in the Legionnaire's hands, and it hurls the spinning bolt of power directly at Asaki. "Gods help us! They are magic-users too!" Soul Reaver is unable to counter the spell in time, being forced to parry yet another blow from the terrifying Legionnaires... |
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Kawanua the Fallen Angel | No Fear, No mearcy | ||
With a sudden blur of red Kawanua runs front of Asaki deflecting the bolt which the legionnair casted. the bolt has such force in it that when it struke Shenba it hurled Kawanua back against the wall as the bolt exploded. Instantly Planes shifting back where he was wiping the blood away from his mouth he raises Shenba again. Magma dripping off the blade hissing and bubbling.
Kawanua rises Shenba and swings her infront of him. a ribbon like line of magma splatters along the ground. " No, Mercy! " Kawanua spreads his wings out, His aura blazing to life. black streaks of energy swirl around Kawanua as he calls forth more and more energy and power. the ground shakes and cracks around him. Lightning that was clashing in the sky is drawn to him, craving for his power. Several Legionnaires attentions are drawn to him as well. they look at each other nodding. Running all over the place never staying in one spot. Kawanua closes his eyes and focus's on the legionnaires. The sound of everything else is blocked off from his mind. All he can hear is the foot steps and the soft woosh as metal slices through the air. Kawanua heads moves many times determining their next move and mistake. There! Kawanua swings around throwing a forward stab in the location of where He determined a legionnaire would be. the legionnaire shriek and jumped back dodging the attack. Damnit Kawanua disappears into the darkness. Sparks are flown around the place as Kawanua presses his attack quickly changing it so it also works for defence. As he deflects and parries many attacks countering and dodging he watches the legionnaires movements and attacks trying to see how many times they do the same thing over and over again and seeing whether it has a mistake. |
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Tamrissa Roshan | Re: No Fear, No mearcy | ||
Tamrissa furrows her brow in confusion as Matthias breaks off the duel.
What the hell- she begins, watching him walk over to his companion. Hold on a moment, we werent finished She stomps after him, frustrated at the fact that she once again was not able to prove that she could defeat a foe in battle without the help of one of the others or her powers. Her eyebrows raise as she listens to the two bounty hunters talk. The name is Tamrissa Roshan she glares and crosses her arms, speaking beneath all of the other conversation going on. And these people are not my court. She looks up as the floor rocks beneath their feet and a loud explosion deafens the room. Her eyes trace the large crack as it etches itself up the wall. Shooting Matthias and Damien a deadly look, she takes off after the others. She briefly turns her eyes to the fallen Gulver as she passes him, hoping she is not making a mistake by leaving him. I will be back for you. When she reaches the chamber where Khora cackles darkly over the Staff, her aura flares as it senses the danger of the Elite Legionnaires removing themselves from their hiding places. The Kurusunami comes up and her eyes widen to take in the movement happening all around them. She fends off a sudden attack from one of them, letting out a small angry cry as the undead warrior pushes her backwards. Her feet carry her a few steps backwards and she sends a volley of green fire at the enemys torso. Each blast seems to merely absorb into the black armor, creating a ripple of transparent energy over them before it completely disappears. She blinks as nothing happens and the elite warrior advances unhindered. A flash of purple catches the corner of her eye and she feels an eerie strain of power across the room. Her face pales as she sees the Legionnaire throwing magic. She turns quickly back to her own opponent as two swords come down at her. This is so not fair! she sarcastically squeezes out through clenched teeth as she is forced backwards by two of the beasts. One stands back as the other continues to make her defend herself with no time in between the forceful blows. By the Umbras! she breathes as she watches a dark magic light up in her other attackers hands. She flares her shielding aura as the magical bolt comes towards her, her arms shaking beneath the pressure of the other Elites blade. Narrowly being missed by the Legionnaires next slice at her, she twists to the side and smashes her blade into its side. The bolt slams into her shield despite her abrupt movement, rocking her on her heels and sending pain shooting through her mind as her aura tries to stay active. After flipping back from her blow, the sword-bearing Legionnaire attacks again. The magic-user readies another spell in the same deep resonating voice. Her eyes narrow as she decides to try something. Waiting until the bolt is fired, she takes a chance and spins around to the other warriors left, putting it in the way of its fellow undeads spell. A sharp pain flares through her side but the bolt manages to smash into the Elites back [OOC: Soul, Ill let it up to you to tell me how that bolt affects the Elite.] |
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Asaki Masako | Re: Sorcerous Duel | ||
As Khora glares at Asaki, his eyes full of loathing, she does not glare back. She stares directly at him, but there is more to her expression, a sense of calm understanding.
As the enemy is enveloped within his dark column, the warrior slowly puts her hand down and watches as the shadows weave their way throughout the room. She turns to her right in time to see one of the Legionnaires summon up a magic spell and hurl it directly at her. She doesn't even flinch as the attack comes closer, she merely stares, blankly as Kawanua intercepts. She raises her hand towards the ceiling once more and manipulates more black lightning. She motions her hand towards the assailant, striking it several times with sharp bolts of electricity. The warrior then turns her attention to the black column. She interlocks her hands leaving her index fingers and thumbs erect and touching. She closes her eyes and begins to softly chant another spell. Her aura flashes twice then flares up a little more as she continues her spell. As she chants her spell a strange glowing circle with intricate symbols and designs forms on the ground underneath her. The others can vaguely hear the words, "...excito al agonotheta...hodiernus...et antiquitas fatalis anima..." The warriors can feel a strange tugging from within them as the walls begin to rumble. The ground under the circle of symbols and designs begins to quake violently. The stone breaks apart and steam and smoke burst through in a geyser. Asaki continues to chant, never losing her focus or concentration. After a few seconds, the ground stops quaking and the room grows quiet. The warriors notice something beside each of them, almost as if they were looking into a mirror. The spell has made doubles of every warrior, but the strenth and magical abilities are not as powerful as the originals. The doubles begin to help the warriors fend off the Dark Legion, but that's not all. The broken ground suddenly explodes upwards in a shower of shards of stone as hundreds of bony hands claw through and surface. The ghost-like spirits are the souls of hundreds of ancient champions long since defeated. They surround the dark column and begin to attempt to tear through it as Asaki continues her sorcery, trying to dispell the effect of the Aura of Shadows spell that Khora summoned. (ooc: before anyone gets mad at me, Asaki didn't react to the Legionnaire's spell, not cause it wouldn't hurt her, which it would, but because her defense decreases as her magic increases.) |With chaos as my guide, I walk the plains in search of a worthy battle....|
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Kitharsis | Re: Sorcerous Duel | ||
Kitharsis, while in his rage, spots a spell being flung from a legionaires hands. In a flash his aura is down and Kith is left with a look of dread awe.
Not only skilled warriors... but magicians now too? Yes, amazing what the dead can do when infused with the right spells... A bolt of energy comes at him and the aura is reapplied. The gem flares to life and absorbs the magical energy as it hits. With no weapon to speak of, Kith concentrates energy on his fists. A legionaire slices at him, but misses because of Kith's quickness. Kith follows up with a punch to the midsection, which is meeted by a hilt to the head. He rolls away from the legionaire and curses about his head. The legionaire follows and kicks at him. With another savage yell, Kitharsis leaps back at the legionaire, his fists raised and ready to damage. One connects with the legionaires face, crunching bone. The other meets the pointy end of a sword, resulting in sparks and a slight amount of pain for Kith. "These guys are too damn tough!" |
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Fei Serumen | did I just read a Tam post? :p | ||
Catching something out of the corner of his eye, Fei's legs shift, bending at the knees before he suddenly slides out of the path of an oncoming blade. His head turning to see Tamrissa struggling, he pays as a blade barely grazes his midsection. "Okay.. Fuck you!" Fei yells out. Turning his at an angle, the blade comes up diagnally, cutting deep into the Legionairre knocking him to the ground and sliding.
By this time, Fei's body begins to shift and shrink back to normal. Motioning his hand, a wave of shadows burst from his deteriorating wound, grabbing the legion and constricting him, ripping him apart as spike suddenly shoot through his body and twist around him. Clenching his fist, the shadows unravels themselves in sheets, the spikes turning and unrolling faster and faster in large cords of spikes around the legion cutting faster and faster, until the legion is ripped completely apart and falls to the ground in a large heap of grinded bone and flesh. Leaving his guard down for this small second, a sword comes running through Fei's midsection, protruding his frontside. With a howl of pain, Fei brings his sword up and rams it through his own chest, striking the legionairre in the head behind him, forcing him to pull the sword out. Looking down at the open wound in his stomach, Fei closes his eyes tight and growls deeply. With a sudden roar, he plunges his sword into the ground and his claws sprout from his fingertips. A sudden whip of a blue aura flies around him, and a self induced wind blows through the chamber with a cool breeze. As the dark legion slowly begins to slide backwards while trying to get up, he finds himself in a predicament as he finds himself surrounded by 3 images of Fei who begin to attack relentlessly in hypnotic, waterlike movements, each attack on his opponent in an unpredictable location. In Fei's eyes he circles the slow moving creature that tries to hold it's own, looking in every direction as Fei is at his back the whole time, coming down with the vicious claws onto his armor in a shower of golden sparks that fly through the air around him. With the occassional look, he keeps a close eye on Tamrissa. Not wanting to interfer with her match, he continues to fight his own, catching the eye of several other opponents as they come into play. Fei Serumen §¤§
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Unregistered(d) | Re: did I just read a Tam post? :p | ||
Tukedo leaps into the battle arms swinging as he runs. He stops short of some legionairs and punches his fist through one of their chests. Another legionair attempts to attack him from behind, but the organism is too quick for that. the organism wraps around the legionair's sword and pulls it from his hand. Tukedo swings around and grabs it's head sending two heated rounds through it's skull.
"Take this!" Tukedo lifts his other arm and sends two missles into a group of legionairs. (OOC: Up to you soul.)) |
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Yue16 | Re: did I just read a Tam post? :p | ||
Yue runs out and attacks the first Legionnaire she sees. The blade of her sword slices across the Legionnaires arm. The creature looks down at her and growls loudly. Raising its own weapon it brings it down on top of Yue sword. She grunts under the strain of the creatures strength. With her free hand she sends a blast into the Legionnaires chest, cracking the plate. The Legionnaire suddenly blasts Yue backwards with a beam of energy. Yue gasps and brings herself to a forced stop a few feet away from the creature.
Magic users now? thats really not fair! Yue shakes her head and leaps into the air, she comes down again onto the back of the Legionnaire, digging her fingers into its robes for support. She grins. Hiya again! The Legionnaire growls and claws at her violently, trying to get the human off. Yue clings on to him with all her strength. Gah! Stay still would you!! Opening her palm Yue creates a lightening sphere and lets it loose in the Legionnaires face. The crackling energy flows through the creature, bringing it forcefully to its knees. With one swift motion the legionnaire reaches up with its clawed hand and grabs hold of Yues arm, her eyes widen as shes ripped from off of its back. The Legionnaire than tosses her effortlessly aside and in a pillar. Yue flinchs and lets out a cry of pain as she hits the pillar. She falls to the floor on her hands and knees. Owie *cough* I think I underestimated you I liked it better when you were stupider Yue lifts her head up and looks at the Legionnaire as it comes closer to her... We are not living, but merely existing out of the fear of dying.
~Yue Kurine |