(ooc: We're approaching the end of this battle now. Please don't see that as an invitation to strike any deathblows or anything though. I'll let the person who will be doing that know about it beforehand.)
Soul Reaver nods in appreciation at Asaki and Kasei as he is hoisted onto Kasei's back. He watches with some relief too as Tamrissa helps Stavarus up. The Daemon-hunter is still shivering, but mercifully he has stopped screaming.
"We should be prepared to jump in in case Jihon cannot deal with Khora alone..."
As Jihon lectures him, Khora seems to stand still, listening, folding his arms into the sleeves of his black sackcloth robes. Since he has no flesh on his face, it is impossible to tell what is reaction is to Jihon's speech. He simply stands, the burning crimson in his eyes staring back at the warrior before him.
Eventually, he looks like he is about reply. He withdraws his hands from his robes...
...and hurls a small rune-encrusted crystal to the ground in front of him.
During Jihon's speech, Khora drew the enchanted gem from a hidden pocket in the sleeve of his robe, and traced the runes necessary to active it upon it. Though slowed at the time, Jihon's speech gave him more than enough time to do this.
The crystal shatters with a loud crackling sound, as a whooshing sphere of powerful anti-magic burst from it. The blue energy leaves behind random sparks of power as it washes over the two warriors. The bony claws in the immediate vincinity around Khora and Jihon collapse into bony piles, and Khora's glowing fists fade back into nothingess. However, the Pain Orb is also disrupted and the slow spell on Khora is immediately removed.
Khora jumps back, cackling. As he does so, he passes right through the pillar behind him. He emerges from behind it... but on both sides at once! Four images of Khora run out from behind the pillar, each heading in a different direction.
As they run, the images chant a spell. In moments, a blinding Dark Mist rises from the ground, enveloping everything... though the torches in the room still burn, they seem to give off no light, fading away into blackness.
Khora is casting spells as quickly as possible now. In lightning speed, he recasts Stoneskin upon himself. Another two words of magic, and Khora's Fists of Force spell reinitiates.
His voice echoes around the chamber... his location is unidentifiable. It seems that his doubles are all speaking as well.
"It is not called cowardice, Jihon... it is called intelligence!"
Clutchfiend suddenly feels a bone-crushing punch in the small of his back. He is sent hurtling forwards through the blackness of the Dark Mist, crashing into the ground and sliding forwards several metres into the forest of bony talons.
Did you think I could not feel the magic gathering around you, Cameron?
Soul Reaver, chanting a Dispel Magic spell, is suddenly ripped from Kasei's back and thrown to the floor with a loud clang, interrupting his spell. He curses as he shakes off the claws trying to seize him.
"Evil, Jihon? Such an simple-minded concept. There is only power, and those who know how to wield it.
My Master has already forseen my victory, and he is offering me rewards beyond your imagining. The future he is forging will leave no room for your kind!"
As the Dark Mist spell begins to dissipate, the companions can slowly make out four images of Khora, standing in a battle-stance near the end of the room. Khora's voice lowers dangerously.
"And the Other Side will never claim my soul - for I will never die!"
Soul Reaver nods in appreciation at Asaki and Kasei as he is hoisted onto Kasei's back. He watches with some relief too as Tamrissa helps Stavarus up. The Daemon-hunter is still shivering, but mercifully he has stopped screaming.
"We should be prepared to jump in in case Jihon cannot deal with Khora alone..."
As Jihon lectures him, Khora seems to stand still, listening, folding his arms into the sleeves of his black sackcloth robes. Since he has no flesh on his face, it is impossible to tell what is reaction is to Jihon's speech. He simply stands, the burning crimson in his eyes staring back at the warrior before him.
Eventually, he looks like he is about reply. He withdraws his hands from his robes...
...and hurls a small rune-encrusted crystal to the ground in front of him.
During Jihon's speech, Khora drew the enchanted gem from a hidden pocket in the sleeve of his robe, and traced the runes necessary to active it upon it. Though slowed at the time, Jihon's speech gave him more than enough time to do this.
The crystal shatters with a loud crackling sound, as a whooshing sphere of powerful anti-magic burst from it. The blue energy leaves behind random sparks of power as it washes over the two warriors. The bony claws in the immediate vincinity around Khora and Jihon collapse into bony piles, and Khora's glowing fists fade back into nothingess. However, the Pain Orb is also disrupted and the slow spell on Khora is immediately removed.
Khora jumps back, cackling. As he does so, he passes right through the pillar behind him. He emerges from behind it... but on both sides at once! Four images of Khora run out from behind the pillar, each heading in a different direction.
As they run, the images chant a spell. In moments, a blinding Dark Mist rises from the ground, enveloping everything... though the torches in the room still burn, they seem to give off no light, fading away into blackness.
Khora is casting spells as quickly as possible now. In lightning speed, he recasts Stoneskin upon himself. Another two words of magic, and Khora's Fists of Force spell reinitiates.
His voice echoes around the chamber... his location is unidentifiable. It seems that his doubles are all speaking as well.
"It is not called cowardice, Jihon... it is called intelligence!"
Clutchfiend suddenly feels a bone-crushing punch in the small of his back. He is sent hurtling forwards through the blackness of the Dark Mist, crashing into the ground and sliding forwards several metres into the forest of bony talons.
Did you think I could not feel the magic gathering around you, Cameron?
Soul Reaver, chanting a Dispel Magic spell, is suddenly ripped from Kasei's back and thrown to the floor with a loud clang, interrupting his spell. He curses as he shakes off the claws trying to seize him.
"Evil, Jihon? Such an simple-minded concept. There is only power, and those who know how to wield it.
My Master has already forseen my victory, and he is offering me rewards beyond your imagining. The future he is forging will leave no room for your kind!"
As the Dark Mist spell begins to dissipate, the companions can slowly make out four images of Khora, standing in a battle-stance near the end of the room. Khora's voice lowers dangerously.
"And the Other Side will never claim my soul - for I will never die!"
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*watches Mr. Deeds again* Anyways... I think I'll post something... I don't know why.... but i'm REALLY bored right now...))
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