Arena (Main)

[Heiress Faith Omen]

Cross L Hariko MK2

Lord Esralyn Omen

Cross L Hariko MK2

Lord Esralyn Omen

Cross L Hariko MK2

Lord Esralyn Omen

Pain shuddered through Mystic as she kept up with the barrage. She grit her teeth and with one hand continued to slice, the other producing a shield. The spell beneath her was complete and the floor erupted into flames that reached the painted dome ceiling. Mystic's gaze went to the windows that brought in light to the arena and one by one, hardened the light into blade sharp streaks that impaled the ground.

"Hardened light, huh?" Vernanda would weave around the tall flames, almost seeming to hop off them like actual pillars in her movements. With this pressure of so many hazards and the constant assault from Mystic helped Vernanda to focus even more as she swung her heavy blade and smashed straight through the sword and sheild as it made contact, cancelling out the magic that had been used to formed them in the first place.

The light shattered in her hands and she saw the arch of the blade come toward her. She directed the light as quickly as she could to cage Vernanda but not before the blade cut into her cheek, drawing blood. She hissed, more in annoyance than in pain then stood up straight. "You drew first blood. I have been bested. Though I am not surprised.Shall we call this a draw or continue?"

"Thank you for the training Madam Mystic." Vernanda dismissed the weapon and bowed respectfully as the cage began to face away soon rose the head of the Alien, looking at Mystic with a glazed and empty expression before falling over into unconsciousness. Her hand seeming to grip the black and gold blindfold with a tight curl as she began to twitch slightly. Whatever was happening, it likely had something to do with the warning Mystic had recieved from the retainer of Vernanda. (Off-screen.)

With barely a glance from Omen, Birdie came running over. Her hands glowed a green as she held them over Vernanda, scanning for what may have been ailing her. Birdie was a powerful healer who had performed many miracles in her lifetime. She started at her feet then moved up to her head. "Miss Vernanda? Miss Vernanda! Can you hear me?"

The woman remained motionless as the healing did little to stop her convulsions from happening. As Vernanda twitched and gagged, she would hold tighter to her blindfold refusing to let go. The curse of the monolithic being from her dreams would come back in full force again to harm her very spirit, damaging her life essence with every passing moment.

Iris, with a her calm, pale gaze, pushed everyone back and they shielded Mystic. The young girl stepped forward and stomped the ground, causing a massive wall of electricity to rise up and consume herself. She twisted and morphed until she was a hulking, pale blond, electric beast.  

[Cross L Hariko MK2]

Heiress Faith Omen

Cross L Hariko MK2

Lord Esralyn Omen

Cross L Hariko MK2

Lord Esralyn Omen

The light shattered in her hands and she saw the arch of the blade come toward her. She directed the light as quickly as she could to cage Vernanda but not before the blade cut into her cheek, drawing blood. She hissed, more in annoyance than in pain then stood up straight. "You drew first blood. I have been bested. Though I am not surprised.Shall we call this a draw or continue?"

"Thank you for the training Madam Mystic." Vernanda dismissed the weapon and bowed respectfully as the cage began to face away soon rose the head of the Alien, looking at Mystic with a glazed and empty expression before falling over into unconsciousness. Her hand seeming to grip the black and gold blindfold with a tight curl as she began to twitch slightly. Whatever was happening, it likely had something to do with the warning Mystic had recieved from the retainer of Vernanda. (Off-screen.)

With barely a glance from Omen, Birdie came running over. Her hands glowed a green as she held them over Vernanda, scanning for what may have been ailing her. Birdie was a powerful healer who had performed many miracles in her lifetime. She started at her feet then moved up to her head. "Miss Vernanda? Miss Vernanda! Can you hear me?"

The woman remained motionless as the healing did little to stop her convulsions from happening. As Vernanda twitched and gagged, she would hold tighter to her blindfold refusing to let go. The curse of the monolithic being from her dreams would come back in full force again to harm her very spirit, damaging her life essence with every passing moment.

Iris, with a her calm, pale gaze, pushed everyone back and they shielded Mystic. The young girl stepped forward and stomped the ground, causing a massive wall of electricity to rise up and consume herself. She twisted and morphed until she was a hulking, pale blond, electric beast.

Vernanda finally stopped altogether, seeming lifeless in her unconscious state.