As Danyael witnesses Soul's surprising, yet cunning strategy unfold itself, he merely looks on. Although surprised and impressed, he chose not to reveal any form of emotion, despite his pride towards his comrade.
"That was nice..."
As his dark comrade vanishes away, Danyael stands tall atop the skyscrapper, watchin the Chaos Lord. Fighting him would be rather wreckless since he knew nothing of this...creature...
"Time to go..."
Danyael then dashes from sky scrapper to skyscrapper past Abbadon, not knowing or caring if the chaos lord took sight. The faster he grew, the more bright and blurred his figure became intil it was a merely flash of silver flames.Soon, Danyael leaped into the air and vanished out of reality, finding himself in a odd tunnel of dimensional motion.
Selecting one of many sparks that hail the moving portal, he moves toward it and vanishes away, reappearing in Everworld, floating just above the palace.
"Now..this looks familiar, now doesn't it?"
Vanishing again, Danyael reappears in the chamber he used to use when he was Asraryu Kanshisha. As he looks around, he does not take notice of the maiden that cleans the rooms and bumps into her.
"Pardon me.", he says as he bows to her and helps the maiden back to her feet.
As the maiden bows to him and exits the chamber, Danyael takes off his long, red and black jacket, showing a tight, longsleeved turtle neck shirt beneath. The shirt hugs his torsoe like a glove and has two dragon-like insignia's on each sleeve. With a sigh, he takes of this shirt, exposing his impressive body structure.
On his back is a tattoo of a pair of wings. One wing is blue and angelic. The other wing tattoo appears to be metallic and mechanical in a fantasmical sort of way.
((ooc: more on that later..))
As he approaches his bed, he lays down and falls asleep in a form of meditative state of being.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
((ooc: i dunno if i'm allowed to do this, but i need to in order to continue Danyael's character development.))
A legion of knights stand tall infront of a cathedral tower. Their armor was lightweight and edged in all directions.. Their claymore's and halberds shone brightly, reflecting the light of the bright, blue sun.
"First battalion, ready?!", the captain of the legion called.
This command was followed by a loud roar of recognition as they lifted their wepons to the sky. The captain thrusted his weapon forward as the legion charged forth, screaming their rage-filled battle cries. The knights soared over the hills in a flood of white and teal at incredible speed and wrath. If only they knew what awaited them at the final hilltop.
A dark figure awaited the battle-hardened troops. This tall, slender humanoid-type being with long, flowing robes of red and white. ((ooc:
vindictive.plutonia.net/r...uuma_4.jpg )) As he turned around to look upon his enemies, he laughed and crossed his arms, not showing any fear or intimidation towards the ever closer moving soldiers. As he lifted his left hand, the ground beneath him began to vibrate and sizzle as its solidity dizzolves away into a liquid. With a swinging thrust of his arm, the noq liquidated ground plunges forth towards the troops in a tsunami of earth and magma, standing so high above them that it even blocks out the sun.
The man can be seen through the wave of earth, despite its density. As his hand remains above his head, he wiggles his fingers to taunt the soldiers as the now unmoving wave vibrates in reaction to the one that commands it.
"Give me the glyph and i'll make it dissappear."no doubt this man was Duriel. Gate Lord of Destruction ( the void )
Yet the soldiers raged onward towards him. With a sigh, he drops his hand and the wave topples over them in a blaze of brimstone. The sensation so intense that they were blasted away in the blink of a moment.
As Duriel walks over the charred battlefield, he approaches the tall tower in the midst. As he looks upward at the edifice, he vanishes away, reappearing in the top chamber. The room is enormous, littered with various statues and weapons. But one object that stood out among the rest was a large orb with a form of inscribtion, imbedded on its surface.
"Ah..there you are."Duriel, now prideful of his next victory, opens his rightpalm, aiming it at the inscribtion. The orb glows with a bright radiance as glistning white lightning gracefully and rapidly flows around his arm. With a thundering "foom!!" a white glyph is imprinted into his palm.
"Heh..two glyphs down. One more to go."with his new treasure in keep, Duriel vanishes away from the tower. As soon as he is completely gone. The tower begins to rumble as it breaks apart and shatters, imploding in on itself and exploding in a wave of purple and blue flames.
~~~~~~~~~~~Back on everworld~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Danyael opens his eyes from the sunlight pouring through the stained glass window upon his face. despite this relaxing feeling of the light, Danyael is concerned about his Kinjite comrade, Gale.
"*sigh*...I hope Gale didn't have trouble with Yue and Sera."