In the middle of Nowhere, the ocean. There's nothing out here but a few birds, some random jumping fish, a few bugs. It's just a random point out in the ocean, far away from civilization. A perfect get away if your looking for the sounds of the sea without the people on the beach. A great spot for fishing as well.
Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 4:35 am
Zebulon D. Zephyr Adept Psychomancer Captain of the Yuran Royal Guard ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
When Zeb got far enough away, he took a deep breath in. He'd held this in for far too long. He focused, putting life energy into his lungs, mixing it with air, and finally, letting it out. In one low bellow, he let out all his pain, rage, and agony. The sea, suddenly got intensely quiet. For a moment, it wasn't clear if Zeb was the only thing out there. But for now, he was sure he was the loudest. He pushed the boat back in the direction of Pillar Island. He was done here.
Bogged down by Cain's weight, Liliana couldn't just use the normal boost to continue on. Manifesting an air spout, she popped back into the air to keep gliding.
-Air Spout and Glide used- -exit to Cartel Island-
███████████████████████████████████████
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 1:26 am
llxxR O G U ExxllxxM A S T E Rxxll
J A S P E RXC I N T E R EXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXP A L A D I N xxC L A S SxxS T A T S : 4 (SPD) / 7 (STR) __________________________________________________________
xxllxxb l o o d l i n e▶i n c u b u sxxllxxs i n▶e n v yxxllxxe n e r g y▶3 6 0 0 / 3 6 0 0xxllxx
A single two man sail boat floated motionlessly on top of the still ocean. For some reason, in this location, it was impossible to get a breeze, and so the ocean current had slowed down so much that it didn't seem like there was an ocean current. It was in this very location that a man hid inside the single boat that floated in the middle of nowhere. Upon taking a closer look, it was Jasper Cintere, the stowaway of Aramil. Unable to call for help, or even move for that matter, the man could do nothing but lie there as Envy severed his connections to the outside world. The sin, who had been calm for most of her time inside of Jasper, decided that she could no longer sit idly by while her envy grew out of control. Kings. Power. Lust. Love. Money. Men and women flaunted it everyday in front of those less fortunate. The people of his city seemed to love the foreign kings, rather than have the man who stayed with them until the city had been rebuilt.
Slowly, his mind was deteriorating, and Envy's foot hold in the world was getting stronger by the moment. His energy trace had been snuffed out days ago before he left the city. Envy kept him hidden from the world, especially from Pride. The moment his host appeared before Jasper, Envy sensed unbearable heart break. The heart break only fed into Envy's power, allowing her to come out into full form, manipulating Jasper to do her bidding. Envy was far past her normal shy self. Out of the three hosts she has had, this one was the one whom she could fully manipulate. His experiences over the years only strengthened her. The amount of jealousy over Cherry was enough to draw her from her previous host and into Jasper.
Then , another thing crept up on him. The clawing sensation of hunger. It tore at him for going almost a week without food. Slowly, he regained control of his muscles, though he didn't know why or how it happened. Was Envy allowing it so that her host wouldn't die? Either way, he feebly slid his body across the wooden planks of the boat and into his bag. Small rations. Not nearly enough to survive on, but enough to regain his strength and allow him to fish for more food. The man considered flying out of her, but even though he ate, his body still didn't have the energy to even flap his wings. As he tried to stand up, his body fell down to the floorboard again, landing on his back. His lips were cracked and dried to to dehydration. He tried to form words, but it felt like his throat had completely dried, as if sand had taken the place of his flesh. Instead, he formed thoughts in his mind. *Why?... Why are you doing this to me, Envy? We've left the city... I won't ever speak to Raphael again, I promise. Just let me live... don't kill me.*
There it was. That fear of dying that brought overwhelming emotions into his body. Not that it did anything. He couldn't even cry, a single tear could not manifest to the lack of water of in his body. Then, an enraged voice answered back. *Why? Why am I doing this? I want you to see that it's just you and me. Those other people who bring you pain... they want you to know that their lives are so much better than yours. You are easily replaced. You are a tool to be used whenever someone wants to use you. Child of Lust, that is your destiny. But it doesn't have to be like this. Accept me. That's all you have to do, and then you can be my child. Strong. Independent. You won't have to rely on others to see your power and acknowledge it. I can see it. I can make that power grow. Accept me. Accept me, Jasper.*
He didn't answer back, except for a single word. No, his mind had shut off again. Exhaustion took over and his eyes closed shut. He managed to get a single word out of his mouth, no longer having to use thoughts. The word he muttered caused a flux of negative energy coming from Envy. Though, it wasn't as if she could do anything about it. "...no."
As he laid there, in deep slumber, his mind wandered. His life almost payed back to him in flashes. From the very first day he was born into the Cintere family, up until the moment when he crushed his beloved home. His Father, Gregoire, ruled the family as strictly as was possible. He was the captain of the guard for 20 years in Fraxen, beloved by the people. Loved by even foreign kings. In his mind, he should have been the one to ascend to the throne, not the pompous nephew of the king. The man took his anger out on his family, nothing else to do but that. He was forcibly resigned from his post as captain and replaced by a friend of the new king. The city, enraged, asked for the reinstatement of the old captain. However, this outcry eventually died down and everyone soon stopped caring. Gregoire soon began to be forgotten. He raised his two children as a senile old man, hoping that one of them could show enough promise to do what he could not. Eventually he saw that in Conner, and so he took the boy everywhere with him. If Gregoire left to another kingdom, he would take Conner instead of Jasper and his mother. He would take Conner everywhere. Eventually, Conner was the one who Gregoire chose to train personally. When Jasper had come of age, he was sent off to train in the Paladin HQ, living in the Grand Cathedral in Fronta in order to stay close to his mother. Eventually, Gregoire died before finishing Conner's training, unable to see the day that the boy became the new captain of the guard after a brief demonstration of his abilities.
J A S P E RXC I N T E R EXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXP A L A D I N xxC L A S SxxS T A T S : 4 (SPD) / 7 (STR) __________________________________________________________
xxllxxb l o o d l i n e▶i n c u b u sxxllxxs i n▶e n v yxxllxxe n e r g y▶3 6 0 0 / 3 6 0 0xxllxx
When Jasper's eyes finally snapped open, they were no longer red. His pupils had turned bright green once more, indicating that Envy had successfully taken over Jasper's body. She distanced Jasper's mind and his thoughts from herself, she had one last thing to do. Something that'd crush the man's spirit. It'd make him completely susceptible to Envy's desires. With almost new found strength, the Incubus stood up and spread his wings apart before taking off in flight, leaving the boat there.
I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the n a i
As the ice Nai slept on gradually melted bit by bit, Nai's body was also brought that much closer to the waves crashing against the sides of the giant ice platform. She awoke when the sounds of the ocean were much louder than what she had fallen asleep to and a tilt of her head showed her that her head was no more than a few feet from the edge of the ice. Taking that as the cue to get up and back to work, the doll of a human sat up and looked about her. The ice had shrunk, but the other side of it was still a good forty or so meters away. No surprise there.
Nai shrugged on her coat, which she had been using as a blanket and stood up carefully. With a few wriggling movements, she stretched her body out, her creaking bones muffled by the coat she wore. Now, she had to start dragon hunting, but that shouldn't be too hard. Laid out in the ocean in front of her, there were fewer corpses when Nai had slept, but still a good number had continued to drift alongside the giant ice platform. No doubt, predators would be at them soon. They would be wild predators, meaning the chances of a seashell bond would be slim. Nai just had to wait for something that looked like a sea dragon to pop out.
Hours passed. Nai had awaken around midmorning, having slept through the the rest of the day and the night following the killing of Kaminae. For most of the afternoon, predators would pass by the floating array of carcasses every now and then, foaming up the waters with their feeding and occasional fighting. A giant sea snake appeared. A giant squid was even present. However, there was nothing that Nai could think was a sea dragon. It wasn't until sunset that the long shadow of a massive beast showed itself to the waiting gunslinger. The shape was not uniform throughout, and Nai could make out a serpentine neck, a powerful body with four limbs, and a swaying tail. She readied herself, pulling out an empty syringe. Get in, get blood, then get out. There was no need to expend energy on an unneeded fight.
Nai froze time and then leaped into the still waters. Despite being fully clothed, she could swim with some difficulty, a result of years of training in her younger years. After all, a human weapon could never be too unprepared. Without a single movement to stir the waters, the ocean held an eery silence broken only by Nai’s strokes. As she swam, she made sure to give the frozen dragon a wide berth, only getting closer to it once she was at an angle under and behind it.
At the very last meter, Nai felt an unexpected push boost her up faster than she calculated, slamming her into the now moving dragon’s belly. Carcasses littered the ocean, casting numerous shadows. Shadows that X had taken advantage of to grow the shadow tail that he had pushed Nai into the dragon with.
{Kukuku,} the sly snicker filled the back of Nai’s mind as she plunged in the syringe without any time to think. The magic seal that had kept the needle airtight broke, allowing it to fill with sea dragon’s blood as Nai pulled back on the plunger while refusing to release her grip on her target’s belly.
Meanwhile, the wild dragon had certainly felt the thump into his belly and he was already twisting his neck down and his belly up to see the disturbance. Its eyes leveled with Nai’s just as she finished filling the plunger. The two stared. The dragon with a quickly growing irritation and Nai with nothing but necessary caution. The beast’s maw’s opened and from it a torrent of water that blended in with the rest of the sea was spewed out.
Nai flipped off the dragon’s belly, pulling out the syringe as she did so, but the strange physics applied to her body by the water surrounding her slowed her movements and she couldn’t dodge the blow quite in time. The pressurized stream pounded her through several carcasses before losing its power.
became Nai’s primary objective. In the water, she was helpless. Guns were nothing in this aquatic environment. She couldn’t even move properly. A dragon who felt completely at home in the ocean was now barreling straight at her. She already had her object, a syringe filled with dragon’s blood, grasped tightly in her hands. She connected with the ever-present shadow that she could feel had only ceased laughing so it could watch that much better, {X.}
To which came the languid reply, {No time,} as Nai just narrowly dodged being crushed in the jaws of death thanks to her inability to trust help from anyone. She had asked, but that didn’t stop her from giving herself insurance by moving as quickly as she could behind a dead giant shark so that the wild beast had to rip through it before ripping through her.
The same carcass that had become a makeshift wall was also used by Nai to bounce off of it and give herself the distance she needed. At one meter away from the dragon, she activated Time Lag again. Time froze around her, and now that she certainly had the time, shadows gathered around Nai as X made a rare appearance on her shoulder as well. With the rest of the world frozen around the two, they excused themselves and vanished into the shadows.
-Exit-
Female ✖ 20 years ✖ 5' 8" ✖ 131 lb. ✖ Black Hair ✖ Black Eyes X XMaster ✖ Gunslinger ✖ Sub-Ninja ✖ Chaos ✖ Tempus Inexstinctus ✖ Sloth X X X Xstrength: 5 ✖ speed: 8 ✖ dodge: 13 ✖ energy: 1175/1800 ✖ ammo: 440/440
Passives XXChaotic Energy: A passive skill that comes naturally after learning at least five chaos skills, Chaotic Energy is present when the chaos within the user reaches the point where it effects the way their energy is seen. It causes the energy to relay absolutely no concrete information (ex: class, rank, sins). Energy sensors will still be able to sense the affected person's energy. However, the energy will be such a mixed up mess that they will be unable to extract any information out of it. At most, they will know that something is unusual with the user. However, what this abnormality is will be unknown as the messed-up patterns of energy hint at nothing. XXTemporal Accuracy: Those who can control time naturally have a keen sense of time that is capable of accurately keeping the time without any form of outside help. This sense of time is even maintained during the usage of bloodline skills for both the time passed by the user and the time passed by those unaffected by the bloodline skills. Unlike most of the Tempus Inexstinctus's skills, this ability does not break down when within a meter of another significant energy source.
Skills XXTime LagS An absolutely devastating ability that is rarely defeated. The ones who awakened this bloodline have incredible power over time and it is demonstrated by this one ability that is known.
This ability slows down time that a running trickster being seems like he is taking a casual walk, bullets slow down enough for you to actually catch them without harming yourself while you are moving as fast as you normally can.
To the enemy when you move in this state you seem to vanish and appear somewhere else. There are limits however.
This costs S rank energies to activate and costs another A rank to extend to another post. Sad thing is when you shoot an arrow it will slowdown to the speed I have said only things in contact with you remain at your speed meaning... as soon as an arrow leaves the bow, a bullet leaves the barrel or a knife is out of your hand it slows down too.
Other people's energies seem to interrupt this incredible ability, whenever you wish to strike someone with a melee attack in this state as soon as you are a meter's distance from the enemy time returns to normal but when they attack you , you are able to dodge with this ability as long as they are at least a meter away. Dont think you can surround the enemy with a hail of arrows from all directions or bullets. Remember as soon as you are not in contact with them they too slow to the relative normal speed of the enemy thus they may still dodge, but you can move behind them during this state and release the hail of arrows or bullets there surprising them and then go back in front of them. XXName: Trump Card Energy cost: B Description: Trump Card creates physical manifestations of the darkness to restrain, attack, defend, and do whatever X requires. These blunt, tendril-like "tails" are very flexible and move easily at X's command. Each tail requires a B-rank energy cost to create. Up to 9 may be created and each has the strength and speed of a Shade ninja. Their sizes and form may vary anywhere within a base width of no larger than 2 feet and total length no longer than 10 feet. The base of each tail must be positioned in a shadow of some sort. Extra energy does not need to be put into the skill over time unless it is to regenerate a destroyed/damaged tail. Regenerating a destroyed/damaged tail costs the same as creating a completely new tail. Completely destroyed tails cannot be regenerated until three posts after their destruction. XXName: The Excuse Energy cost: C Description: An instant-teleportation skill of sorts that travels through the shadows, X can use The Excuse to transport him and up to five people of his choosing to a public location (as in not protected and locked from intruders) anywhere in the world the group is currently in. If only Nai is being transported with this skill, X can use The Excuse to travel to anywhere in the current world that Nai has been. As the name implies, The Excuse is handy for "excusing" the user and anybody within a meter's reach of him/her from an unwanted situation. However, it is easy to interrupt, so it's only usable when the opponent is trapped/bound/handicapped in such a way that he/she is unable to get in the way. Visually, The Excuse starts off with a gathering of shadows that quickly rise to form a cocoon encasing the group, which then sinks down into the ground and then vanishes. The cocoon can vary in size up to 3 meters away from the user even though it will only transport those who have some part of their physical body within a meter's reach of the user.
Din had arrived at what would appear to be the barrier in the center of the ocean, the water acting as the barrier as Din soon pulled out the key and held it up. The key soon transformed into what would appear to be an 8-pointed star as there was no screams or even loud noise to detected if it worked. But something did happen, the water slowly began to part itself only a small amount for the Ship Din was on to enter as a small breeze began to push the boat inside. Unfortunately, upon entering, the water barrier hid a steep water fall, with which took Din and the boat as they were falling down towards what would appear to be the ocean floor. Not wanting to become splattered flesh, Din jumped off of the boat during the fall and managed to save himself upon the fall by grasping onto the ledge of what would be the bottom bridge as he had to grasp on with another arm. The tension and sudden stop tore Din's right arm out of place, but he managed to save himself still with his left arm to pull his light-weight body up. He rolled to a stop, holding his right shoulder as blood was coming out, but it seemed luck was in his favor today.
Next to him was a strange lady who's own right arm was gone, she might've suffered the same fall, but her wound was sealed up. She did not make it out alive, but at her feet were medicinal notes for people who had their limbs torn. Not wasting much time, Din put her notes to use as he managed to craft a small potion as he poured it onto his arm before he bled out, creating a skin & muscle kind of seal over the wound. He was still armless, but he had no fear of dying so early, with that, he placed the limb seal note back at the deceased woman's feet and got up as he began to look around. The air felt thick for some reason, making Din cough a few times before he noticed strange white powder builds at some parts of the bridge. Upon closer inspection, he managed to identify the powder as ashes, very unsettling as he soon used a small amount of air to uncover what would appear to be a well-preserved ashen body. This caused Din to shake his head as he looked down the road as the hard winds began to calm down, revealing a large tower, most of which was covered in ash, it seemed that whatever made the water barrier, was located at the top of the tower. With no time to lose, Din began to run towards the open entrance of the tower as the place felt empty.
Din entered the tower as he looked around, the inside felt cold for the most part, but he had to find a way up the tower, so he went in futher as he soon entered a room, where only ash was everywhere, even Din's feet sunk in a little, but he never felt real solid floor as he began to walk foward. Soon, the ashes began to move around Din before three rusted soldiers rose from the ashes, their skin as black as night, their armor rusted everywhere as more ashes poured from the risen pieces of rust. Din used his left hand and unsheathed his sword as he looked around as the warriors, each of them having a different weapon, one holding just a sword, another holding twin fire axes, and the last one had a blackened halberd and shield. As they all raised their main weapon, poised for an attack, Din rolled away quickly as he used his blasting stream to send the enemies away while Din was pushed back a bit from the large explosion. The warriors were quite heavy, so they didn't get knocked down or sent flying away, but they have taken damage as the blackened skins were blasted away to reveal muscle tissues. Din kept the longsword out as the one with their own sword charged in and attempted to stab at Din, who was quick to side-step the attack and decapitate the ashen warrior quickly. His longsword still had a long ways to go, but just in case, Din put his own blade away and grabbed the Blackened Ashen sword to use against the last two enemies.
Din wielded the blade as it was surprisingly light for it's appearance, but he had to stay focus for right now as the twin axed ashen warrior charged at DIn, causing him to roll out of the way. It was a feint though as Din got to a stop, but was smacked away into a wall by the shield of the halberd warrior. Din had hit the back of his head against the wall before attempting to get back to his feet while the two enemies attempted to attack him at the same time. It caused Din's body to pulse in fear before he instinctively conjured up ashen stone armor around his body. It stopped both the ax and the halberd while Din created a stone right arm and used it to knock the ax wielder away as he slashed at the halberd warrior. The ax wielder was knocked back a few yards as it held it's abdomen in pain while the halberd warrior was slashed with coagulated blood oozing out. Din didn't even get phased by the sight of the blood, but instead used his abilities of earth and placed his stone hand onto the neck of the halberd Warrior who stabbed at Din's armor. He winced but cleared his mind as he shook his head and kept his focus on point as his armor was penetrated once, his stomach being stabbed through, but it didn't end well for the halberd warrior as iron spikes formed out of his skin thanks to the iron in the blood, along with the earth preserved around the warrior's body. He backed away from the dead corpse and pulled the halberd out as he glared at the axeman.
Din soon stomped on the ashen ground as stone hands reached up and grasped at the axeman's legs as he tried to jump. Din whirled the halberd around before he soon threw the halberd at the the axeman before the blade pierced through the being's head as it died where it was being forcibly stood. Din was breathing heavily as he reached at his wound as blood was already coming out at a slow and steady rate. Without wanting to risk bleed out, he generated a small get of flame and screamed in pain as he began to burn the wound closed as he fell down to his knees, his stone armor falling off into pieces. Once he was done, he slowly got to his feet and began to walk, or rather... began to limp his way out of the ashen arena to find what appeared to be a stone elevator as he stepped onto a pressure plate as the flat stone head began to move up slowly. As Din was breathing heavily as he arrived at the next floor, more ash raining down in the next room as he began to walk towards the door to the next room. He scouted out the next area as he noticed two flames from the swords of floating armor and another Ashen warrior, who held a bow. Din's mind began to enter a state of deducing the location of the area before he placed a hand on the floor, he could sense both stone and iron inside of the building as Din began to grasp the earth. His legs soon transformed into being part ghost car as his wheels started to rev up while he remained in his 'human' state as his left arm slowly became incased in iron with a stone claw blade. Without hesitation, Din began to charge through with his wheels, zipping past the floating armors and even the ashen sniper's shots as he got to an iron door. He soon started to slash at it a few times with his claw, beginning to cut it open before he turned around and saw the armors bringing out their greatbows before unleashing two shots at Din.
Din rolled to the side as the arrows broke through the iron door, creating an opening large enough for him as Din quickly jumped through. The iron and stone claw would be very helpful as he closed the opening behind him by manipulating the impurities in the iron door. Once he was done, he could hear a large step before he turned around and rolled to the side, dodging an iron mace three times his size in just width standards. Din looked up to see a large iron headless armor staring him down before it attempted to grab Din as he rolled between it's legs and ran towards an outed ledge. He was quickly casting enhanced speed and jump, his speed already entering the double digits as he leapt up onto the ledge and soon jumped up once again, high enough to grasp onto the ledge of a hole that lead into the area from up above. The iron armor wasn't far behind as it began to move towards him and started to jump up, attempting to grasp at him. Din climbed his body up and onto the next floor, where two ashen warriors were waiting for him as Din rolled to the side, dodging their attacks as he was trying to find a way to continue climbing back up as there was no horizontal exit. He watched as one of them charged in for a stab with his longsword as Din used his claw to parry it to the side before he captilized on the parry and stabbed the Ashen warrior through the head with his longsword that he held with his claw hand. to kill the being before he booted the being off of his blade. Before the twin axeman could attack, the ground broke, killing the warrior as Din was still on solid land, but the mace replaced the ground where it broke for a moment. He didn't want to waste another moment and ran up to the mace, jumping onto it and running off of the mace to jump and catch a ledge of the above level's next hole. It was a 'safe' spot as Din was breathing heavily as he began to catch his breath, his iron and stone claw degrading off of his left arm as he checked on his previous wound. It didn't break open but it was still hurting as he soon noticed what appeared to be an orange potion. He was a bit famished and the ashen air was hurting him as he took ahold of the potion and took a small drink. He had drank a fourth of the bottle and it seemed to revitilize his body greatly, it didn't restore a limb, but his previous wound had recovered almost instantly.
The potion seemed to have multiple uses for drinks, so it was best suited to keep ahold of it as Din put it away. He looked around and noticed a small exit on his level, that didn't require him to climb up and away. He approached it, the corridor already leading him towards a large tower opening, the ash making it hard to see downward. He shook his head and ignored the thoughts as he looked upward, where a residual amount of heat was coming from, but it was a tad hard to see. He sighed and sat down as it seemed as though there was no way of getting out of the area, that was until he noticed a large body of iron moving downward via chains, the head just stopping underneath Din. He took this as a sign and got up, getting onto the head as it was getting ready to rise, riding it upwards towards the next level. Upon getting there, he managed to get off as it seemed to only go up so far, with Din getting onto a thin ledge, walking along it carefully as a new iron body seemed to be descending to Din's level. He got onto it carefully as it shook and began to move up at a very slow rate, the chains creaking as Din looked up to see the age of flames having worn them down a bit. Soon, the darkness was no more as blaring light almost blinded Din as he fell off of the body, landing on the next level area, which was surprisingly where he needed to be. He walked through the place, as he moved around in a small circle as the place seemed to spew flames and smoke around the place. Within a moment, he found a set of stairs that led outside the place, being careful as the steps made alot of sounds.
As he ascended up the set of stairs, the outside seemed to be magnificent, causing Din to cover his mouth as the light and ash made it a tad beautiful to look at. But Din shook his head and looked to the left, seeing an unguarded ladder as Din made a run for it. The fact that nothing happened when he got to the ladder made Din a bit more wary as he began to climb up it carefully. His vampiric fangs felt cold when Din began to breathe through his mouth while climbing up the ladder carefully. Once he reached the top of the Ladder, he noticed it was a very precarious ledge as he silently moved around to more stable grounds, turning around to see two mages with their backs turned towards Din. At first he seemed scared, but he shook his head and soon activated his legs as he got back onto his motorcycle lowerhalf. As the bike was revving up, the mages soon turned around and began to charge up their spells to blast at Din. The two mages soon released quick traveling orbs of lightning as Din soon began to drive past them both, narrowly dodging the bolts of lightning as he released his form. As he released the form, he skidded to a stop and rolled behind a corner as the spheres of lightning hit the corner. Din sighed a bit before he noticed a large open door with a large body of an iron demon as he unsheathed his longsword with his left hand. Din was currently trying to survey as much of the area as possible before he sheathed the longsword and ran off, going past the demon as he swung his hammer. It narrowly missed Din as he was passing by every other enemy to get to a ladder and began to climb up it to get into a room full of barrels.
Once inside the room, Din moved to try and get away from the cage as the Iron demon reached out and pulled the cage off while trying to get Din into sight. Din left the room via a door and had moved out through the hallway, climbing up another ladder as he escaped to further up in the area. With nothing much really in his way, he continued on his way up as most of the enemies that would've stood in his way were gone. Soon, Din managed to reach the top of the tower, where a large spire of water was coming from the throne as he glared at it. It seemed unnatural, and for good reason to, due to the fact that it was the cause of the water barrier around the place.
Soon, the water spire had grayed out and before he knew it, Din watched as the Water turned into an ashen tower as it broke apart, revealing a black armor clad warrior. The armor may have been dark, but it was further blacked by the appearance of burnt marks. One would think the armor would've been fairly worn and weakened from being burnt, the being inside would've been nothing but a black skeleton. However, the armor began to move as the blackness of the helmet had a small exhalation of black smoke as he unsheathed a longsword. The ash that fell around him soon were blasted away as a gust of energy wind shot outward from the being as Din had to stab his sword into the ground as he was blasted with harsh winds and a small amount of Ash. Unlike the ash, Din remained where he was on the top of the tower as the hard stones could be seen around them as he pulled his sword out of the stones. Din glared at the armor as the being was taller than Din, standing at approximately 7'9" as he charged at Din. Din watched as the being charged before he rolled out of the way as the swordsman stabbed at where Din was. A powerful gust of wind shot out from where the handguard was on the sword as Din looked to see some stones being cleaned off of the top, knocking down a wall as well. Din's eyes went wide as he realized the power he had to deal with before he closed his eyes, exhaling through his nostrils. His own energy had a limit and he had to deal with this man, one-armed with his own longsword and magic. His own fiery aura appearing as Din's eyes opened as he glared at the being and kept the longsword drawn out. Soon, energy coated the longsword before he slashed at the being and released a powerful wave of blades. The being was slow, but as he turned, even the wave of blades bounced off of him and even broke on his armor with ease. This caused the being's own helmet visor to have a small red glow before he leaned forward and released a blast of pure anger at the young being.
Din's eyes focused on the blast before he thrusts the sword out, releasing a stream of flames as the beams collided in the air. As they collided in the air, the beam of anger slowly pushing back his flames as Din kept using the longsword to blast the flames. His eyes soon glowed a strange purplish red as the flames soon got more focused, the air becoming very violent as oxygen was being focused into the flames as Din gritted his teeth. "Nnnnngh grrrrrrrrah!" He opened his mouth in his own anger as the flames soon blasted through the stream of anger as the being took a flame beam to the face, causing the being to back away as he held his mask. This gave Din a chance as he soon ran at the being, jumping up as he delivered a wheel-sized dropkick to the armor-clad warrior who was forced to back away a bit. However, his stunned state did not last long as he soon thrusts his longsword out towards Din as he was recovering from delivering the dropkick. Din couldn't move out of the way in time as his sword arm was soon met with a steep thrust through his elbow. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Din cried out in pain before he was booted away by the armor, falling onto his back as his left arm was bleeding out immensely. His teeth gritted in pain as he couldn't use his own arm for the time being as he slowly sat up. He had to force the pain to subside for now as he had to beat this being, who saw it was time for the battle to finish. As the being dashed in for a horizontal attack, the ground beneath Din broke into various pieces, but instead wrapped around him and moved underneath the blade to behind the armor. As the armor stepped to a stop to turn around, the stones compressed around Din before it created a mix of stone and iron armor as Din's left arm was usable once again. This time though, he had to move his entire body via brainwaves for the stones were in his controllable range. He focused his energy into the arms as he got ready for combat once again as he was breathing heavily. With his armor, he could at least use a weapon as he charged at the being and attempted a hard shoulder rush. The armored one turned to meet with the being as he took the shoulder bash and backed up a bit, the armor being infused with the Earth and Stone Levitation technique to make the bashing harder. With that, Din stopped in his charge and grabbed his longsword as he slashed at the stumbling armor and released a large wave of blades at the being. "I'll end you here and now!" Din shouted as the armor took each blade wave with ease as he was recovering, that was until Din pointed both of his stone arms at the being, bleeding out of his left arm still as he was glaring at the being. "Now die!" Din shouted as he released a stream of energy, hitting the being directly, but Din did something different, instead of making a large explosion, he focused the attack to create a devestating small explosion as he created a hole in the chest of the armor.
The being fell to his knees, his sword dropping as his clawed hands reached up as he looked down to the hole of his chest. Din, who was breathing heavily, had the armor around his head break as he used his left stone arm to take one last swig of the orange potion as his left arm was revitilized and healed. He released the armor around him as he walked over towards the being, using his own longsword to press it against the helm. The armored being looked to Din before he leaned back, releasing two souls into the air that swirled around Din a bit violently before they entered his 'body' as he backed away. His eyes were forced to close due to the wind around him as he opened his eyes, the armored being slowly fell backwards and off of the tower, the water barrier falling down and even the tower was beginning to collapse. The spirits who entered Din, appeared along his longsword before they dragged him out of the place quickly and towards his surviving boat that was brought back up. He looked around as he put the longsword away and soon stared at twin soul spheres that sat before him in his small boat. "Wh-Who and what are you?" He asked them as he had no response, but instead had the feeling that they wanted to pay him back for releasing them from their suffering. He could make something special out of both of them, something that would help him with his travels as he began to drive back towards Nocturne.
❛࿇ ▌ THE GOD OF WAR ⊹」 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬DRAGOON ▬PAGAN
▌ STRENGTH ┋12 ▌ SPEED ┋11 ▌ ENERGY ┋1300 ▌ VEXION ENERGY ┋1300 ▌ VEXION RANK┋EXPERT ▌ RANK ┋EXPERT ▌ THEME ┋ HAIL TO THE KING ▌ BATTLE THEME ┋ 300 VIOLIN ORCHESTRA
xxxTIRANUS◟
Trackless seas passed beneath an armored shell like film on it's reel. Choppy planes burst as white and black skin breaks the surface, water bursting forth like a geyser from the crevice upon it's back. Violet spotlights watch in intrigue from above as the ocean borne beast does a single aerial twirl, it's snout breaking the domain from whence it came as it's exit was made. Never had a creature such as that graced his presence; not even during the punishment that was meant to occupy them for an eternity. Leafy palms and spiky horizons manifest in the distance after what no doubt had been hours; the first sign of solid land that they have seen titanic shackles and the literal mountain had been cast away. The beast beneath him experiences an involuntary rumble deep within the bottomless abyss; a clear sign of hunger. Tiranus's mind was focused elsewhere, but the dragon's thoughts would not be ignored. Besides, guilt would no doubt ensue if he kept the beast starved for too long. As a pagan the need for sustenance was an unknown concept; and was typically forgotten in his dealings with others. Alright, alright. We will make a stop on this godforsaken island, lest your stomach cause an earthquake stronger than the one that set us free. Teasing wryly with the slightest hint of humor, direction is changed with the slightest shift of wings and muscle; silently cutting through the air at surprising speeds in order to reach a newfound and last minute destination. The ground beneath razor talons shakes and cracks as a full sized drake lands near outskirts of the only settlement upon this island. No doubt this quake attracted the attention of the many denizens within the quaint little town; as well as a more sinister presence. One that lurked just below the surface in slumber, unbeknownst to all; even the god that strutted so confidently overhead a titan in it's truest form. Boots forged from the bones of Vexion's kin touch the ground as Tiranus dismounts, preparing himself to head towards the little huts and cabins in an attempt to find somebody to barter meat from; or take if it came down to it. Vexion would not remain ravenous, and that was that. The dragon's well being was much more important than the will of some stingy farmer; In the war god's eyes, at least.
porkchopo
Daddy Raz
Offline
U SO MAD BRO
Offline
Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 11:56 am
The verdant jungle covers the backside of the titan, a home to a variety of plant-life and animals from distant lands. He slumbers in the great blue, suspended by the murky depth, drifting as the days go by. Rumors tell of long abandoned shrines to unknown gods hidden beneath the dense foliage, though it appears no humanoids occupy the floating isle. The truth of the matter may not be resolved until a brave, and perhaps blissfully ignorant, person investigates the island itself. That day has come as the shell beneath the layer of permasand quakes, reverberating the landing and monstrous steps taken by a drake. The beast below opens its eyes laggardly, taking in the warmth of a familiar sight. It has awaken, still it doesn't stir just quite yet. Another thud rumbling, twice, thrice even; an unnerving shudder relinquished the tranquility.
Waters rippled, the island seemingly turning leaving many of the lush tropical canopy to rattle and fall. Birds take flight, squawking into the blue tufts of clouds above. What wickedness comes this way? It must surely be large, giant-sized even, but there is nothing before them. Not until a swell of sea crabs with mutated spurs on their carapaces come spurring towards the Pagan and his companion. Claws clacking as if to warn them, perhaps to no avail. Dozens upon dozens are sent in a frenzy, it didn't matter what stood in their way. They'd keep moving, pinching and piercing whatever was placed in their path.
The King of Razgard
knock, knock
Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 5:42 pm
❛࿇ ▌ THE GOD OF WAR ⊹」 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬DRAGOON ▬PAGAN
▌ STRENGTH ┋12 ▌ SPEED ┋11 ▌ ENERGY ┋1250 ▌ VEXION ENERGY ┋1300 ▌ VEXION RANK┋EXPERT ▌ RANK ┋EXPERT ▌ THEME ┋ HAIL TO THE KING ▌ BATTLE THEME ┋ 300 VIOLIN ORCHESTRA
xxxTIRANUS◟
Stirring. That is the first sensation that comes to him from the slight reverberations under bone comprised footwear, as apparently mother Gaia had quite the jitters today. This being the second tremor experienced in one day. At first the feeling is slight, and even manages to escape notice. Such a massive entity lurking just below the exterior would not be ignored for long however. Sure enough, leafy canopies overhead begin to bend and break however, the crashing descent of fallen nature nearly crushing the Pagan flat as wood meets sand with the sound of crackling bark, rustling leaves and a silent thud. Soles pivot and spin against earthy grain, and through quick reflexes only does he manage to evade a very swift end to this quest; and his life.
The horde comes brandishing pincers with frothy little mouths... when the prophecy foretold of him possessing the strength to obliterate an army; this wasn't the picture painted within eager thoughts. They weren't the real problem though, and the intent to get to the bottom of it all was strong in this duo. Violet discs widen as oxygen floods his lungs, a slicing crimson crescent of virulent bright energy exiting parted tulips and nearly immediately expanded to it's full size of five feet. Surely the vermillion ray would erase from existence any of the tiny creatures near enough to immediately cling and pinch. Before any more of the puny ravenous crustaceans can close the gap, hastily he leaps from his current position back atop the heavily armored ally. Muscles bunch beneath a scaly shell before like frightened avians above they immediately take flight, mimicking the action not to flee but to observe. Miniature shells grow even smaller as they left from the ground, towards the shores they had flown overhead only minutes before. The very isle itself seemed to be rising from the depths to heights it has not yet experienced, and oddly in the midst of potential disaster he found it humorous that the cause of such a calamity seemed to be a single dragon's grumbling belly.
• Pantheon: War - cutting & thrusting attacks are leveled to his current rank [currently B Rank] • I have come for thee - All damage dealt by Tiranus is increased by one rank • Sound of Mind, Sound of Body - Tiranus has an extremely strong mental barrier. This makes him immune to fears, stuns, auras, and seduction techniques up to his rank. • Armored skin - Immune to damage C rank and below • Masterful dragon riding - Allows for aerial acrobatics and impossibly dextrous maneuvers whilst atop the dragon • Glory to me - Pagans are very... noble. They have the air of a King or Queen about them; even a divine. This comes from this particular ability. 'Glory To Me' is a mental allure that they constantly release from their vessel, similar to an Incubi's seduction, but weaker. Rather than seducing people, this ability fools their mind. It can make them see things that aren't real. In fact, they can even feel these things. This ability is literally impossible to ignore or break out of, but it serves little benefit other than prestige. A Pagan will often use this power to make themselves appear divine; the sun will rise behind them, their clothing will flow and shine with the breeze, they'll just seem so... God-like. They can even change their appearance using this, although it's a temporary thing. This ability can have some uses in battle, though. For example, if a Pagan is to cast a shadow over themselves, it'd make them harder to see. If they make the sun shine behind them, they can make their enemy flinch away from the overbearing light. They can also fool enemies into thinking they've struck a shield or something like that, although that sort of manipulation over reality is something that only Pagans who focus on this type of power can do.
Skills Used
• Dragon BreathC This attack is one of the first powerful techniques the dragoon will learn. Charging energy into their mouth, they will roar as a burst of energy is released from their mouth. The attack scales in power with rank, and different elements produce a different effect.
- For users with no element, this attack shoots out of their mouth in a wide crescent, widening largely as it leaves his mouth until it reaches it's maximum width of 5 feet. At B rank the crescents grow to a maximum of ten feet in length.
porkchopo
Who's there?
Daddy Raz
Offline
U SO MAD BRO
Offline
Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 5:35 pm
Scurrying about in their frantic squabble, the energy divides the wave as if he was some biblical prophecy set to life. They screech, half jarring left, the other right. Leaving him like a rock in a river and the rushing tide winding around it. Ruffled as they are, they make no intentions of attacking. A clear indication of fight or flight, and the latter taking place. But this warning is not noticed, not entirely for what it means. What were they running from?
In the distance are howls, their pitch loud and hoarse from disuse. Whatever they are, they are not too far off. Past the foliage and lush tropics, through terrain unknown, is a place of ruin. A testament to time and defies even the elements themselves. Their archways grand even while crumbling, riddled with cracks and staining. Once this land could have been rich, full of life and the flocking bodies enthralled with one another. Now it is empty, left to rot until it all crumbles away to dust. At least it seems that way.
The King of Razgard
It's me, Mario!
Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2015 2:23 pm
❛࿇ ▌ THE GOD OF WAR ⊹」 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬DRAGOON ▬PAGAN
▌ STRENGTH ┋12 ▌ SPEED ┋11 ▌ ENERGY ┋1250 ▌ VEXION ENERGY ┋1300 ▌ VEXION RANK┋EXPERT ▌ RANK ┋EXPERT ▌ THEME ┋ HAIL TO THE KING ▌ BATTLE THEME ┋ 300 VIOLIN ORCHESTRA
xxxTIRANUS◟
Never were they ones to take much heed to warning; as the crabs allowed them passage it only piqued his curiosity rather than instilling a sense of caution. Dauntless they were in every way, shape, and form. From sheer recklessness or courage, it was unsure from where this sense of adventure had stemmed. The primal noises of beasts were distinct and easily pinpointed; like nails on a chalk board, they refused to be ignored. It is like they called to him; though whether for good or ill intent was still shrouded in the unknown. Maybe we'll give them an audience... and perhaps even an actual reason to scream. The thought crosses their mental link, and Vexion alters his course to the new destination that savage echoes resonated from. Columns the color of silky milk, with spiderwebbing black veins that foretold of just how long this place had been abandoned. Broken walls and cracked marble all around; yet not a single soul to behold. Any manner of little beasties could be lurking just beyond the shadow; stalking and waiting. Clawed tips touched down once more, though the warrior never made a second dismount. If such a situation arose for flight rather than fight, he wanted to be ready and able. With every one of Vexion's heavy steps the duo traveled closer to ruin, and with every one of those footfalls no doubt an alert was made to every single creature within the vicinity to their presence. Subtlety definitely was not their strong suit... in fact, it is questionable as to whether they even knew the meaning of it.
• Pantheon: War - cutting & thrusting attacks are leveled to his current rank [currently B Rank] • I have come for thee - All damage dealt by Tiranus is increased by one rank • Sound of Mind, Sound of Body - Tiranus has an extremely strong mental barrier. This makes him immune to fears, stuns, auras, and seduction techniques up to his rank. • Armored skin - Immune to damage C rank and below • Masterful dragon riding - Allows for aerial acrobatics and impossibly dextrous maneuvers whilst atop the dragon • Glory to me - Pagans are very... noble. They have the air of a King or Queen about them; even a divine. This comes from this particular ability. 'Glory To Me' is a mental allure that they constantly release from their vessel, similar to an Incubi's seduction, but weaker. Rather than seducing people, this ability fools their mind. It can make them see things that aren't real. In fact, they can even feel these things. This ability is literally impossible to ignore or break out of, but it serves little benefit other than prestige. A Pagan will often use this power to make themselves appear divine; the sun will rise behind them, their clothing will flow and shine with the breeze, they'll just seem so... God-like. They can even change their appearance using this, although it's a temporary thing. This ability can have some uses in battle, though. For example, if a Pagan is to cast a shadow over themselves, it'd make them harder to see. If they make the sun shine behind them, they can make their enemy flinch away from the overbearing light. They can also fool enemies into thinking they've struck a shield or something like that, although that sort of manipulation over reality is something that only Pagans who focus on this type of power can do.
Skills Used
porkchopo
I'm-a Luigi, number one!
Daddy Raz
Offline
U SO MAD BRO
Offline
Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2015 8:05 pm
Each heavy footfall warned the waiting beast below, it stirred by no more than usual. Waters rippled around the large backside, lapping at the crystalline shores as any other land would. The howls died down, their scurrying disappeared into the foliage in an attempt to find refuge from the intruders. Only their eyes shown through the darkness, piercing it and throwing daggers at the twain that approached. Below there is a rumble, another quake making all above sway left then right. Some of the ruins even fell groundward. The turtle was on the move, a large local but unknown island growing larger with every yard cleared. Soon it would reach it, but for now the two guests would have their hands full dealing with the strange beasts snapping their salivating jaws. Hellish fiends growling, only offering one warning to leave before they'd make their attack. Six eyes flashed. From golden globes to the blind rage of red. A bloodlust is quick to set in.
The King of Razgard
One up!
Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 6:58 pm
The cause of primitive shrieks would remain shrouded in mystery for the moment; whilst the basis of such sounds and minor tremors underfoot turned into the equivalent of large scale tectonic shifts as the Titanic amphibian made it's way across ever shifting waves. It is at this point that they realize whatever they stood upon was not an it, but a who. Curiosity piqued, the identity would be discovered soon enough. Wait a moment Rex. Right before they can take off, the drake issues it's warning as a massive head nods in the direction of a predator lying in wait. Heliotropic spotlights close for but a moment before opening, their tone now matching the silvery white of Vexion's. Indeed they did have some little secret admirers, and it would be pretty damn rude to just leave them hanging, right? With newfound vision it was all but too easy for him to target each individual predator before him, spread out even distances amongst the foliage as they waited for an opportunistic moment that would never come.
There is a snap of fingers originating from the god's left hand, before five tall and golden shining pole arms manifest into existence; one directly to his right around a foot away, two directly to his left about the same distance, one directly in front of him at chest height at a distance matching the same as the others, and the final deadly quintuplet manifesting in the grasp of his left hand. A guttural warning is issued from their hunters, and it was immediately afterwards that the pair took action. The first levitating spear to the left takes an immediate plunging dive groundwards, whilst the remaining three rocketed towards the set of eyes to the left at that exact same moment, attempting to turn the gaze's owner into a shish kebab. As soon as the tip of the spear embedded itself into the marble energy began flowing through the earth, and a colossal pillar of bright vermilion light bursts from the bowels of tartarus and extends it's body towards the throne of heaven itself; attempting to annihilate the middle target. Meanwhile Vexion's head turns right, and the dragon's maw opens wide enough to unleash a beam of concentrated flames at the remaining enemy. The heat was enough to incinerate the very leaves and branches that it hid within.
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰
▌ STRENGTH ┋12 ▌ SPEED ┋11 ▌ ENERGY ┋1300 ▌ VEXION ENERGY ┋1300 ▌ VEXION RANK┋EXPERT ▌ RANK ┋ EXPERT ▌ THEME ┋ HAIL TO THE KING ▌ BATTLE THEME ┋ 300 VIOLIN ORCHESTRA
Passives & Skills Used passives
• Pantheon: War - cutting & thrusting attacks are leveled to his current rank [currently B Rank]
• I have come for thee - All damage dealt by Tiranus is increased by one rank
• Sound of Mind, Sound of Body - Tiranus has an extremely strong mental barrier. This makes him immune to fears, stuns, auras, and seduction techniques up to his rank.
• Armored skin - Immune to damage C rank and below
• Masterful dragon riding - Allows for aerial acrobatics and impossibly dextrous maneuvers whilst atop the dragon
• Glory to me - Pagans are very... noble. They have the air of a King or Queen about them; even a divine. This comes from this particular ability. 'Glory To Me' is a mental allure that they constantly release from their vessel, similar to an Incubi's seduction, but weaker. Rather than seducing people, this ability fools their mind. It can make them see things that aren't real. In fact, they can even feel these things. This ability is literally impossible to ignore or break out of, but it serves little benefit other than prestige. A Pagan will often use this power to make themselves appear divine; the sun will rise behind them, their clothing will flow and shine with the breeze, they'll just seem so... God-like. They can even change their appearance using this, although it's a temporary thing. This ability can have some uses in battle, though. For example, if a Pagan is to cast a shadow over themselves, it'd make them harder to see. If they make the sun shine behind them, they can make their enemy flinch away from the overbearing light. They can also fool enemies into thinking they've struck a shield or something like that, although that sort of manipulation over reality is something that only Pagans who focus on this type of power can do.
Skills used
Explosion beam rank: A => S description: Sticking his sword deep into the ground, Tiranus charges energy into the ground. Th energy will travel underground and explode upwards into a blazing pillar at the enemy's feet. This will more than likely incinerate somebody caught in the blast.
• Tongue of the Inferno A Vexion's energy can be harvested and harnessed within the confines of his maw, before his mouth opens and roiling hot flames erupt from his mouth in a concentrated, almost beam like fashion. These flames grow in both power and size based upon the rank of energy put into them.
• Dragon SightD In order to use this skill, the Dragoon must be in close proximity with their dragon. Closing their eyes and establishing an even stronger mental link between themselves and the dragon, They can see the world as a dragon does. Upon opening their eyes, their pupils will be slitted like a reptiles and they will see beings by their heat signatures, not by sight alone. Useful against illusions, or people attempting to sneak up on them.
porkchopo
Daddy Raz
Offline
U SO MAD BRO
Offline
Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2015 3:03 pm
Golden rods came into light, called from the Heaven above to bring about the ascension of Hell itself. They watch, staring with piercing burning halos of the same molten gold. Their fangs flash with every snarling growl pitched. The middle, and directly in front of Tiranus is the first that makes its stand while he continues to summon spears. It's lungs fill with air and in its proper stance, it unleashes an [Air Vortex] that spirals outward. Blowing away the foliage it would surely hit the man. This by no means diverts his efforts, his stoic face proves a determination - unwavering and unfaltering. The other two move as the rods shoot forth, slicing through the muggy, tropical air as if unleashing shockwaves. The left and right come around, shifting their stances to the dragons seven and five o'clock diameter.
It is no mundane nor ignorant beast, it unleashes fiery torrents that set the area to flame. The one on the left ducks but it is not without an effect of its own to create an [Earth Wall] to counter the flames. The other, on the right, roars. The front limb engulfed in the down pouring inferno. It spreads like liquid, consuming and devouring in a whirling mess. Fur and flesh burn, their burning stench stretching skyward in a haze of black smoke that could seemingly choke out the sun itself. It wafts nigh and around the man and his companion. Making such things as visibility difficult, unless they had such things as sensory or some sort of detection ability unbeknownst to the chimeras.
The earth wielding beast steps back, an invisible ripple of energy flows over the ground and turns it to [Quicksand] below the dragons foothold. Deliverance may come swift and justly but not without its own repercussions. Far below though, is the true beast and it feels the vibrations quake, yet it does not bring about notice. Still, it moves, drifting closer to another lay of land. Soon it would wage war.
Air Vortex B Requires: Air funnel A spinning funnel of air of various sizes. This can be used to trap and disorient opponents or as a potent defense since it will deflect and repel any objects or even people and can even throw them back at an opponent. If it does not weigh more than an elephant you may toss it back.
Earth Wall B Requires: Earth shield You can create walls of earth, which can be used for both defense and offense, and practical things, like construction. Originally the size of the wall would be a City block and three meters thick. You may use more energy making it A ranked and it will be the same size but five meters thick but that’s its limit.
Quicksand B By turning the ground to quicksand to immobilize an enemy, or catapult into the air and soften the earth to ensure a safe landing. They can also do the reverse of this, compacting sand together to create harder projectiles or a firmer grip on the ground.