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But as Gage touched it, he felt an overwhelming power surge through him, a power he could not control.
He no longer saw the field, he was drifting in a bright empty void, the energy was so dense he could barely move.
By coming into contact with Skyeheart's body, Gage had finally crossed a line he could not turn back from.
His concieness had connected to Skyeheart's, allowing the deities to invade.
Suddenly, he found himself surrounded, boxed in by the five guardian gods that had inhabited the dragonewt's body.
Before he could react, he found himself binded by their power.
There was no use resisting this time, they were inside him and no longer needed a vessel to attack.
Then, a dragonewt's form appeared right in front of him.
Skyeheart? No, this one was older and was purple.
So you decided to take a keepsake from my brother did you?

An eye for an eye then!
A blinding light and searing pain coursed through Gage's body.
It was too much, even for him. Five gods with no vessel to limit their power.

At last the arena reappeared in front of him.
But something was wrong, his vision drifted to side.
He soon found out why.
His entire left face was gone!
His eye was now a bleeding socket while the mutilated rotting flesh over his now broken jaw stung with the pain of a thousand needles.

He then heard a scuffle, and saw Skyeheart, now reverted back to his dragonewt form, getting to his feet.
He was bleeding all over, his lower torso was completely ruptured, his left side scarred and disfigured, but he was smiling.
"Heh....you...ugh...bit off more than you...could chew Gage...

urk, I figured....a man...of your *groan* type would try that.

But the last laugh is...mine.
Because I....now have proven...that I'm not as weak as you....deem."

Then Gage saw it, in the palm of Skyeheart's claw.
His eye.
Before his could do anything, Skyeheart mustered the last of his strength.
"Card attack!
Warp Jump!"
And he was gone.

A thick oil like liquid bubbled up onto a broken column and reformed into the solid form of Yawgmoth, his arms crossed over his chest. Cracking his neck a little Yawgmoth unfolded his arms and reached down unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it aside. Bending one foot up Yawgmoth removed the boot and tossed it aside, then repeated it with the other foot. Yawgmoth cracked his knuckles and recrossed his arms in wait. If the boy refused to show, Yawgmoth would hunt him down. He would give him a few hours to show

Yawgmoth snorted in disgust as the two other beings appeared. What a coward, bringing other creatures into his fight. Real men fought solo, one on one like the greatest battles were. "We're always ready" Yawgmoth replied to Felix. Turning his crimson gaze upon the floating creature Yawgmoth spat in his direction, a sign of disrespect that he would dare show up on the battle field. "We do not have to explains ourselves to the likes of you or your friend over there. This concerns the boy and us, no one else." the Dark King replied.

((OOC: Um. What? Let me go through and explain.

Dampening Fields: It's meant to disable magic. I say Mana because that's the most common form of it. If Yawgmoth casts a field it's going to null out Magic. Period. This shouldn't be a problem as he likely won't cast it unless the situation gets extreme. I haven't used this ability in a long time so don't worry about it.

His skin's tension strength: This isn't exactly a trained ability. Being in battles through running an empire and fighting wars all the time has helped but it's part of his body's structure to resist weaponry. An evolutionary trait to help him adapt to his environment shall we say which was war and fights and constant struggle. It doesn't matter what "plane" the weapon is from the bottom line is, it's still a weapon meaning it can only have so much of an impact upon the surface tension of his epidermis because it's made of some metallic or solid material to give it it's shape correct? That's all that matters. Also given the age and relatively low muscle tone of your character based on your bio he's not going to be able to swing the weapons very hard so for it to cut Yawgmoth it better be ungodly sharp, which is unlikely.

Life Gift: This was a gift to him from an Ur-Dragon, A godlike dragon creature that's a direct bloodline descendant of the dragon that bore forth all dragons in the universe, so Yawgmoth believes. The Dragon probably has a better grip on life than Felix or his ancients. In addition Life Gift is only the name, what the ability is drawing on is the energy of things around him. Felix has energy, therefore he will be drawn from should this gift be activated. The amount of energy taken from Felix is minimal since he won't be the only thing the ability sees within the range. Likely if this were to be activated Yawgmoth would move closer to the edges of these ruins so that it may draw from the forest area outside of the arena's ruins for better effect.

However, I find it amusing that we're having this OOC discussion before the fight's even begun, is there really a point? But no matter, let's continue.))


"You're still helping him in some way then aren't you? Cowards." Yawgmoth said mockingly at the ancients. Watching them give Felix some kind of weaponry or so it appeared, he simply shook his head. What buffoons. Did they not realize for that weapon to work the kid would actually have to land a blow? And of course even if it did, it was likely just another weapon that would do nothing. Yawgmoth yawned a little, this was getting boring already and the fight had not even started. "There, the kid has his toys. Let him play. We don't have all day to stand here and listen to mommy and daddy train their kid in fighting." Yawgmoth taunted once again. To think the kid even let those two...uh whatever they were, to think he'd even let them show their faces in the midst of battle. Yawgmoth was going to see to it that he paid dearly for this act of cowardice.