((ooc: oops. i forgot about Jharm. Sorry about that, padre'
. I'll leave enough room for Jharm to reply since he has to be the one to break ol' Soul beans down. ))
"No you don't! Stop it!", Danyael screams out at SOul reaver as the warrior begins to squirm free with his increasing inhuman scrength. In synchronization with Soul's muscle mass increase, Danyael's muscle mass begins to enlarge, continuing to restrain Soul. Yet Danyael actually began to grow angry when he heard Soul snarl in anger.
"I said, stop it!!"Yet at the same time, he wondered
where is Rhiyou? That Arhra did not feel right. Was that really him?. But his thoughts tunred back to Soul as he struggled to keep the warrior down.
"DAMMIT!! CUT IT OUT, SOUL! FIGHT IT!"He did not know if his words fell on unhearing ears or not. But he did know that he alone could not completely hold Soul down without losing control of himself, thus they both would die.
"Hey! I know you lot can hear me!! Get the fuck in here and help me!!"Letting those words come out and settle in, he turns his attention back to his possessed comrade, still struggling to keep him distracted.
Suddenly, outside in the park, a gust of wind blows past the companions as Gale dahses into the fray, a blurred row of afterimages behind him. As he leaps upward in the direction of the abandoned building, he turns his head in mid flight looking at everyone, calling out to them. "What are you doing?! You got concrete in your shoes?! MOVE!"
with his statement already spoke, Gale willingly crashes through a wall, tumbling with a well placed roll, jumping to his feet. As he watches Danyael desperately trying to distract Soul. Gale dashes in, tackling against Soul forcing all three of them to crash through another wall, further into the building. As he aids Danyael in distracting Soul, he also restrain's Soul's arms, though he dare not touch Blooddrinker.
But with the burst of dark tendrils that emit themselves from Soul Reaver, both Danyael and Gale are sent through several rooms. With a swift recovery, they both leap back in to tackle Soul, but not before Gale is impaled upon those few Tendrils and sent upward threough the ceiling.
Horror struck across Danyael's face as he watched his trusted comrade masacred by another trusted comrade. At that very moment, he desperately tried to maintain control of himself as he can feel the omnigen tempting him to lose all control. In an almost crying scream, Danyael calls out to his companions once again.
"Goddamnit you bunch of cowards, get your fuckin' asses in gear and help me!!"After he yelled out his plea, he turned back to Soul, whom was now free of any restraint. Danyael shook his head and began to walk towards Soul in a fast motion. As he grew faster, his footsteps thunered through the building, weakening the foudnations of the structure. Soon the loud banging of Danyael's running was so eveident that even the ground outside began to quake. With a dash of inhuman speed, Danyael is ontop of Soul, trying everything to keep Soul distract, and keep himself under control. Yet, all the while he is being cut and impaled by the flowin, violent Tendrils that erupt from Soul's body.
Danyael could not take the next step up in the omnigen gift's power. Not like he could when he was once Kanshisha. Because if he did, then he owuld no longer be in control of himself just as Soul is right now.
His only chocie was to increase his trength and agility from the omnigen's power. But as a result, his body began to stress itself and old wounds began to open up and spew forth blood from many areas of his body.
His eyes reflected a deep anger for his comrade, but an even greater sadness that Gale was a casualty of Soul's inwilling rage.
"Demon!! Let him make his own choice!!", speaking directly to Blooddrinker as now the majority his concentration was set on the Daemon lord and a good amount of it was also focused on Soul.
But with the images of Gale's fate ringing around in Danyael's mind, he grew even more enraged at the sheer sight of Soul's possessed, wrathful face. Yet he persisted in keeping the warrior down as he looked Soul in the eyes roaring to him to fight Blooddrinker's influence.