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Cryovix rolled 1 100-sided dice: 56 Total: 56 (1-100)

Cryovix

Revered Bear

PostPosted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 12:29 am


Spyke would ride the spikes used to finish this battle into the air. His numbed body barely able to react to the attack. Spyke felt the pain of the sharp pieces of earth enter into his body in various locales and do the damage that would cause Spyke's demise. The fighter incapable of moving had been impaled by Saphen's attack and Spyke had assumed that this would be the end of it.

Surprisingly to Spyke he felt mass amounts of pain not the darkness swooping in to take him. He opened his eyes to find that his right thigh and bicep had been effectively skewered. Otherwise he felt massive blunt trauma all over his body. Due to the shock of the bolt Spyke was having a hard tme feeling his injuries but he felt something wet running down his face and knew he had a deep wound on the left side of his face. What little power that the armor gathered for defense focused on his unarmored head and avoided a death blow but didn't spare him much more than that. His vision in his left eye was hazy at best. Focusing was difficult but somehow he managed to make a wall of shadows that lifted Spyke off of that which had impaled him. Floating there on the shadow he rose to his knees as black ice filled the gaping holes in his right side. He looked to Saphen and shook his head in disbelief.

"Your good....your very good."

With that Spyke unsteadily rose to his feet. Using the armor with his limbs as they were would damage them more. His options were to battle with the elements now or risk destroying himself physically. Spyke moved himself via the shadow to a place where he could stand safely and his eyes flashed as the ice spikes picked up off the ground and re-aimed at Saphen's current position. The number totaling 13 or so all about four inches thick and three feet long. Spyke stood there panting waiting for the numbness to run its course and for his body to scream in torment and anguish. In the meantime he'd plan for one last attack and that would either be the coup de etat or it would be Spyke's final move.

Store:65 (+20)(-10x3)
Dralve Gauntlet R:100 (+20)
Dralve Gauntlet L:100 (+20
Rentreal Armor:0 (+16)(-16)
Poleras Greave R:100 (+30)
Poleras Greave L:100 (+30)
Scythe: Glowing Runes (x3)
PostPosted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 12:40 am


Saphen was panting harshly as he watched Spyke move ********..." he said to himself looking around trying to consider his options.

What was Saphen's list of resources?

Mcgyver list was as follows

1. Mandolin

2. Rubble around him from the exploding lighting bolt of doom.

3. A chicks phone number....(not useful...but sexy)

4. Gum (Mint flavor...works with 3 but not 1 or 2)

Well that was it....those were his options.

Saphen saw the spikes and wasted no time on his decision to stay alive. Saphen found one stone from the wreckage (2 feet by 2 feet) that would be enough to move him and quickly hopping on it he launched himself into the air. Just enough to send the stone flying over the ice spikes,he was in conserve energy mode, using recycled materials to endure rather then ripping more from the earth.

Saphen considered what Spyke could be stalling for while he glided through the chilled air. Certainly he could out play him physically with a pulled arm but maybe he didn't notice that. Maybe he was just going for another large explosion (he was good at that) but hey on the plus side at least they weren't stuck in the water drowning or some kind of silly end like that. No it was a fight of magical skill and Saphen was happy to hold out as long as he could.

Landing right past the spikes the stone stabilized like a surf board and he was sliding across the slick snow covered stone....heading right at the spike trap he had created to finish off his opponent...but why?

Only time will tell.

Saphen


Cryovix

Revered Bear

PostPosted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 6:32 pm


Spyke shook his head as Saphen began his movement towards the pit that Spyke had been skewered in. being near there Spyke had but one viable option left to him. It would end this battle whether Saphen was beaten or not. The next move would take a serious toll on Spyke's already damaged body but it was the only way he felt he could end this battle without losing the strength he sought. This being the case he tightened his grip on his weapon as the entirety of the thing began to glow brightly.

Now that his weapon had fully awakened the final technique could be performed even if it was weak by a substantial amount the attack would do damage....or at last Spyke hoped it would. He closed his mind to the world around him ignoring sound, light, pain, physical sensations, he may even have forgotten to breath momentarily. After doing this he focused all his remaining stored energies into the chest plate of the armor. As the power began to make the scroll work glow with an intense white light it would lift free of Spyke's body and float in the air around him as the power he was using fed into the pieces.

At this point in time Spyke opened his eyes. The very air around him crackled and hissed with the power stored in his body and in his armor. The armor pieces began to move peculiarly and Spyke himself seemed to be giving this the entirety of his focus. Even though his eyes rested squarely on Saphen. It would take a few more seconds to pull everything together for the final strike. The question no longer remained as to whether either opponent had the strength left to battle. The question would change now to, 'Can Saphen pull together a defense strong enough to stop the final attack?'

Store:0 (-85x4)
Dralve Gauntlet R:0 (-100)
Dralve Gauntlet L:0 (-100)
Rentreal Armor:0 (-56)
Poleras Greave R:0 (-100)
Poleras Greave L:0 (-100)
Scythe: Shining Blade (x4)
Armor Burst: 796 (+796)
PostPosted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 10:40 pm


Saphen watched his opponent absorbing energy and figured the worst. It was true that Spyke still had some fight left over and if he wasn't careful it would leave the bard all over the walls.

Saphen slid to a stop right in front of his spike trap, his eyes gazed over the many obelisks that reached skyward in an attempt to pierce the heavens. Saphen did not have much of a plan yet as he was not sure exactly what Spyke would do but he had a few general ideas in mind. Lucky for him they all involved the same beginning.

Saphen moved into the center of the spike pit and leaned against one of the large towers never removing his gaze from his opponent.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_FLQOSek_VY&feature=related)
The only sound coming from the bard was his voice and it whispered a song which seemed to grow louder as Saphen's body seemed tranquil in that moment. Saphen could barely hold his mandolin but his left arm quivered grasping the first chord as his right hand ran across the strings. The pain was evident in the way his body shook and a twitch in his exposed cheek but he continued to sing and the lifted earth around him shook slightly in time to the song as he forced all the remaining energy into enduring his earth attacks for a little longer.

There would be nothing else after this song...this was truly...the moment....
the curtain fell...

Saphen


Cryovix

Revered Bear

PostPosted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 12:41 am


Spyke at the end of his pulling together of his final assault took a moment and silently listened to Saphen's song. He enjoyed the melody of a foe that pushed him to the brink and after listening for a moment or two finished forming his final attack. The armor had ceased moving and all the power stored in Spyke's body and in the armor had condensed into a single dark mass behind a face created by the armor itself. The gauntlets and greaves were turned so that the spikes all pointed towards each other and connected at the ends. The body armor had split so that it covered both the bottom and the top of the appendage pieces. All of them came to a forward point and the scroll work glowed an intense white still. The final result being a small dragon's head. With several rows of sharp pointed teeth and a glowing face.

This head launched at Saphen and flew at him with the same intense speed and power Spyke had been utilizing the entire battle. White and black mists rolled from the heads mouth and nostrils as if it were a real wyrm coming for its prey. Upon reaching Saphens position the armor would burst apart in all directions followed by the energy stored inside.

Upon bursting the energy and the armor would create an ice storm of epic proportions. A hurricane of power filled with hundreds of shards of jagged ice trying to destroy everything that fell in its darkened field of influence. The shadows replaced the howling of the wind and instead of being tossed back and forth by a maelstrom it was the abyss that summoned Saphen to dash himself upon the frozen rocks of Spyke's dragon. All the while the force of the attack pulled Saphen towards the epicenter of this destructive force. Finally when the attack came to a close the technique would collapse on itself until it made a small ball and that ball of energy would rocket back at Spyke and wrack his body with the same pains and torments that Saphen would have endured minus the actual physical damage.

When all was said and done Spyke's gaze would turn to his opponent and stare if for only a moment at the man who had pushed him this far and unable to speak or make any noises due to the immense pain he was undergoing he would merely nod. The barest of movements all he was capable of before his eyes saw only darkness and Spyke fell. The gems glowed for a few more moments in order to completely reign in the excess of the armors power before going out along with the glow of the scythe leaving the fighter out cold on the ground severely wounded and in need of medical attention.

Store:0
Dralve Gauntlet R:0
Dralve Gauntlet L:0
Rentreal Armor:0
Poleras Greave R:0
Poleras Greave L:0
Scythe: Dormant (x1)
Armor Burst: 0 (-796)

(Note: The burst attack has a 40 foot diameter and has a black hole effect of drawing in loose materials and pieces for another 20 feet beyond that. So it has a total of a 60 foot diameter.)
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