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 Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 3:46 pm
[Location: Warriors Guild - Courtyard.]
"I'm afraid it is now my turn to disappoint. I can take you as far as the portal, but after that you would be on your own. Lucas would probably be in some place of importance. You could check the Cathedral, or the Council's Chamber, perhaps. He wouldn't have traveled to Yabbashael for any other reason aside from business. I'm sure someone there can point those places out to you."
If Sabriel found this answer acceptable, Micah would proceed out of his office, leading the two companions outside of the Guild and towards St. Anne's Outpost, where they would find transportation to Yabbashael via a gateway. On their way they would pass through the open courtyard, a large fountain in the middle gushed out water that seemed to sparkle more than normal water in the sun. Everything here seemed just a little bit more beautiful than anything on Earth could hope to be, and yet it was a subtle difference, noticed only if you were paying attention. This included the grass, the trees, the bird's songs, and even the stones upon which they walked. It all resonated with life, and one could come to the conclusion that it had become more advanced in looks and substance because of the constant interaction from the powerful Celestials, their aura's inadvertently changing the world in which they lived day by day.
Soon they would approach the Gatekeepers, who would remain erect and watch the approach of the two strangers. At Micah's bidding they would open the portal, making the destination Yabbashael. It was now up to Sabriel and Citel on whether or not they would step through.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 6:47 pm
Arcanum
"War, War never changes no matter who is fighting, what it is fighting, how the weapons or devices change it is war all the same. I am done fighting..." →His left forearmed raised infront of him he keeps his body angled to his right making sure he would ready if this man would attack. His rifle being leveled to arcanum's chest only made Arcanum himself a little uneasy. Its rather funny that a human would be keeping up with him at such low level pf power. It was rather impressive how far humans have came from sticks and rocks. Learning the ways of magic was something he could be proud of them for. Something in his mind slowly signal a spike in magical energy in the area. His eyes did not leave the mage when he felt this but he wished to get this moving quickly. The human spoke in riddles with his first statement. His question would be awmsered soon? Interesting. Listening to the white haired human he listened to what he had to say. Arcanum moved his staff of his forearm and quickly spins it at his side as he listenes. So his name was Arc and he was some gun weilding merc mage. His goals of prptecting the human race put them on the same side which made things much easier to work with. Flicking his wrist with the staff in hand it slides down back into its small rod form and he placed it on his back. His head turns back looking at the camp twon with a faint smile. "I see... well Arc these hounds have been coming around here for months now. I am gald the humans have had sent someone to help with this. They will charge though the middle of the town as they do every time. I suggest you take cover somewhere, I will take to the air and grant you air support." Turning his back to the man the energy in his body spikes as his wings form once more but with a twist. The raw energy on his back brusts from his back forming two pairs of crimson wings extend outward. Glancing back at him he smiles at the mage with crimson eyes. "I am Arcanum, Former Seraph of God. Or as the called me after I had fallen. The Angel of The Gates." Wings beating strong dust and dirt fly into the air as he heads up ready to attack the hounds when they came.←  Location ; Earth, Outskirts of Human Camp TownWho I'm with:Strange white haired manMy mood is: On edge{ Out. of. character; }
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 7:05 pm
⌠ Arc ⌡ Arc sighed lightly, for the moment his dispute with the fallen seraph would wait, the issue of the hell hounds was infinitely more pressing and possibly even more dangerous. The man said the hounds had been around for months, if so then this was not the darkness of his friends prophecy. Oracle was never wrong his sight was sometimes obscure and abstract but it never lied. Which meant of course that the hounds were only the first round. A quick survey for an ideal firing position revealed an upper level balcony one with good sighting for all the avenues of the town. Arc sprinted to the nearest wall below the balcony and drew a belt knife using it to punch through the mortar and create hand and foot holds to climb to the balcony. Shanty towns were fairly common in the world and they all used materials that were easy to rebuild with given the nature of human kind and its constant siege by all super natural parties. Setting the rifle against the railing for the balcony he took aim in the direction of the on coming braying. He was fairly relaxed and in a good sharp shooters perch. Until evil and darkness rolled across the land scape towards them, this was no normal hound of hell, this was a high hound and its master. A pack leader and the being it owed loyalty too along with probably the whole of the pack. Fire and smoke began to gather in the distance as the taint of evil grew stronger and the first hound arrived. Arc drew his pistol and ejected the round from it catching the frost round and placing it in a pouch. Quickly and quietly he loaded one of his non combat shells a silenced round and fired it into the balcony creating a sphere of silence for him to fire from. Over head dark clouds gathered and threatened the winged warrior, for hell had come for lasciel's tears and they had come in force. Arc holstered his pistol and started unloading his null rounds slipping one into his pistol in case of emergency. The hounds had started patrolling the streets below looking for any humans caught out. A single human had strayed from her home and Arc found her just in time to load an arcane round and lift his weapon. The woman screamed the hound barked, and not a sound was made by the rifle. A second later and blood sprayed the shot had entered the hound at the base of the throat and discharged disrupting the dogs life energies. Arc was most comfortable when he was sniping from cover and silence it meant he could take his time and perfect every shot. As he waited for the celestial or former celestial to rescue the girl he loaded an inferno round, a frost round, another inferno and another frost predicting uses for the next four shots. Evil grew ever stronger all the while enough that the seraph was probably weakening well beyond his normal levels. The problem with being aligned to one side, is that you are weakest to what the other side can throw at you and in this field of evil and darkness his new friend would have to work to muster his powers. ⌠ Location ⌡Town of Lasciel's Tears
⌠ With Whom ⌡ Arcanum
⌠ OOC ⌡
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:25 pm
Arcanum
"War, War never changes no matter who is fighting, what it is fighting, how the weapons or devices change it is war all the same. I am done fighting..." →The air above was filled with heat as the storm clouds started to form up above. Of course this happen,d when heat started to gather in the sky above, half of this was hell and half of this was the raw energy burning off his body. Flying above his eyes scan the area below as the hounds enter the city all slipting off in teo small groups or sole parties. This would cover more ground for them and give them what they want, fear and chaos. His eyes looked around at all the emergy spikes in the area spotting the two strongest heading towards the middle of town. It seemed that they would stick to together being two of the strongest making them much harder to kill. Arcanum targets would be the hellhounds away from the two main beings. If he lessened the pack than taking down the two main ones would much easier for him to do. Flapping his wings he starts to dive down towards the closest hound to him. The hound was moving towards a group of humans that had became cornered. It seemed the only one armed was the first to die and doing very little damage to the hound. Grabbing his rod on his back he flicks it tranforming it into his staff. Getting close his wings move outward catching wing as he grips his staff and slams down into the hound. Sending his spear into its side he stabs it into the ground as he gets himself up on his feet from the landing. The hound snarled and whined as it struggled on its side from the staff impaling it to the ground. His emotion situation was starting to become something he would need to control. His energy had side effects to his mind but it was what came the ability to control the raw energy. As the hound looks up at Arcanum it tries lifting its head to bite at him in a last try. Arcanum smiled darkly as he lifted his right leg high as his energy covers it burning the air slightly. Slamming down his heel into the beast he crushes it skull making it be silent. Picking his foot up he grips his staff with his right hand pulling it out letting the beast turn into dust. The humans behind him stay there still shocked with fear. Glancing back Arcanum's eyes burned with his raw energy as he smiled at them before lifting off. Heading over the town once more his wings beat hard as he sped though the air searching for more. The dark energy starting to cover the place no longer effected him after his discovery of the Arcanum. Arcanum is pure,unstable energy that is used from the very soul not effected by petty things like light and dark. Arcanum's eyes spotted a group of hounds chasing after a human and his child. Diving down Arcanum charges the energy into his left hand as he flies above them about 10ft high. Extending his left hand foreword bolts of this raw energy strike down at the two hounds stopping them in their tracks and getting their attention as he lands and readies for them to attack. ← Location ; Earth, Outskirts of Human Camp TownWho I'm with:Strange white haired manMy mood is: On edge{ Out. of. character; }
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 9:23 pm
☦Cynthia Navetse☦
†Where there is charity and wisdom, there is neither fear nor ignorance.†[Location: Streets of Yabbashael; entrance to the sewers.]
☩ "Stop here. Try to refrain from speaking once we get down there, as the sounds will surely echo underground. Raven...do not doubt your abilities. Your friends need you......ready for a surprise attack?" ☩
☩ Cynthia's eyes would gleam as she said the last part, resting her hand on Raven's shoulder. She wasn't good at comforting others, but Raven seemed like the type where actions worked better than words. Cynthia was about to grant that wish. Currently Cynthia had led Raven down an abandoned ally that was above the cities complex sewage system. ☩
☩ Unstrapping the cross from her back, Cynthia would wrap her slim fingers around the hilt and heft it up and over her shoulder, allowing it to softly come to rest by her side. Things were about to get rough, and Cynthia would do something that might remind Raven of her leader. ☩
☩ "Heaven's Might, rain down!" ☩
☩ She raised her left hand in the air, and then crouched to one knee, using her downward momentum to add to her strike, focusing her enormous power into the small area of her fist, which connected with the gravel alleyway. It wasn't even a close battle. The ground erupted downwards as it was turned almost to dust, in a less than subtle display of power. Their entrance had been made, but this wasn't actually the way to the underground prison, as Raven would soon find out. ☩
☩ "This is just the sewer level. The place we are searching for is much deeper, and I wouldn't care to drop that far...however, we should be able to sneak up on the guards more efficiently this way." ☩
☩ Raven might very well be wondering why the heck Cynthia would tell her to be quiet, and then blast a hole in the ground...and she would be very correct in thinking so. However, they were still a good 5 minute walk away, and the guards were posted above ground and then at the very bottom of the place, to keep city workers from finding out about them when working in that area; a flaw Cynthia had found a long time ago. Still clutching the cross in her right hand, Cynthia would swing her body down into the hole, plummeting a good 10 feet before Raven would hear the splash of water. Gross. ☩
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 10:11 pm
⋘ The  ℜ 𝖊 𝖛 𝖊 𝖓 𝖆 𝖓 𝖙 Guardian ⋙"And as the Ascended One danced into Heaven, the Revenant Guardian returned..."xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWith a nod and a determined sigh, Raven reflexively shuddered under the touch to her shoulder. She wasn't accustomed to people touching her, because she became privy to their darkest thoughts when they did; she had only her armor to thank for the sweet silence in her mind. The ground trembled, and before too long Cynthia vanished into the opening she created. Inwardly she was laughing at how similar to Lucas the maneuver had been. Twice in one day she was vanishing through power-blasted holes.
She willed the Lunar scythe to Exquip, choosing to remain silent. The light of the pulsating blade could attracted unwarranted attention. In a soft flare of light, she instead equipped herself with Naga, her favored Naginata. Gritting her teeth and thought of a brief, silent prayer before leaping into the black void after Cynthia...
...only to land in sewer water.
Cringing, Raven was overwhelmed by the stench that ensued, but swallowed it down. Here in the darkness, her vision was at its greatest, adjusting to the darkness around them for her nocturnal vision, the cat-like pupils constricting to slits. If the guards wanted a surprise, they'd be in for one Hell of one. No pun intended, Raven reflected with a smirk.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx₪☽ ♋ ☾₪||. Ego si relapsus resurgo .||
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 2:57 am
Takehitsu wasn't worrying too much about the other two at this point. He had charged into a large drove of unfriendly robots. The largest array of them. He first jumped then jumped off the shoulders of a friendly one. Angling downward he started one of his legendary attacks the orb of swords. An attack where he would swing his blades so fast that the illusion made an orb appear around him. He then fell into the large amount of robotic enemies and the sound of metal being ground apart as if several saws where all grinding into steel echoed off the walls now. For now the fight seemed even with areas more dominant of the red outlined robots and areas of the other. The lighting in the massive room was flashing in places from damages done from the battle that was ensuing but there wasn't any major damages as of yet.
OOC: Sorry shitty post but im starved for time.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 11:44 am
Suddenly from behind Takehitsu a hand formed of ghantak would rocket at the base of his skull. If he didn't react quickly, his brain would be turned to a pulp by the new adversary who showed up.
It appeared the robots had been busier than their Master first assumed. They had been assembling different, stronger robots. Ones with abilities and strengths that where currently unknown. This colossus stood 7 feet tall, and this was just his warm up attack. The 3 fighters were about to have their hands full with this opponent.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 2:27 am
 Laphiette User Of Ice
Location:inside of the crazy machine place.
With: A whole battle of peoples.
Thoughts: GREAT a giant one
Laphiette was a bit more clever at first. The cold emanated off of her like an airborn virus. Quickly consuming all the loose gases around her and since Zenreal hadn't really moved yet the fog covered him too. He would find that since he was an ally it didn't hinder his eyesight at all. From the inside they where like tiny looking glasses to reflect and show a wider area of vision without the need to move around and grow a thousand eyes. Then a large fist fired at Takehitsu from a gigantic robot.
While it went after Takehitsu that gave Laphiette time to prepare for a much more powerful assault of her own. Two of the robots that were unfriendly started heading toward her but they would fall short and slow down. Laphiette's entire body glowed blue. Her eyes glowed a bright blue color completely. She went into her elemental form which increased the strength of her magic several times. The entire room would feel a cold breeze begin to consume it. Once again Zenreal was spared from her awakening's weapon. Just Awakening her elemental form shot out Glacier ice in the form of razors as though an ice meteor hit the ground ind instantly froze upward for up to three feet for twenty feet. The mist would begin to expand now. The two that where heading for her could not move their legs at all. The longer they stayed there and fought the ice the quicker it would consume them and freeze them completely.
My heart is cold.
My life is frozen in the past.
My purpose, to become Ice.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 11:44 am
☦Cynthia Navetse☦
†Where there is charity and wisdom, there is neither fear nor ignorance.†[Location: Sewers]
☩ A small glow would emanate from each rune that littered the Cross, eagerly awaiting for their mistresses command. This would faintly reveal the source of the putrid smell running around their feet - a murky type of watery sludge of an unknown color, due to the orange glow of the light. Cynthia wrinkled her nose and pressed onward, eager to be out of this place, although she feared the stench would be with them both until they were able to wash it off. ☩
☩ The several minutes that it would take to walk the remainder of the way would seem to drag on. Each step in the slimy substance a threat to ones balance if they weren't careful. The uncertain footing would make Cynthia take twice as long to arrive at their destination, and so 10 minutes later she would hold her arm out to the side, arm bending upwards at a 90 degree angle capped with a fist. Stop. They had arrived. ☩
☩ A small circular outline of light could be seen in front of them on the ceiling perhaps 10 feet away. This was a manhole cover that lead back to the surface. Somewhere on the wall of the sewer was a door that opened up to a short tunnel away from the refuse and abruptly ended in a drop off. There was a ladder tacked onto the end of it which led down to their destination. Unfortunately there was no other way, and they would be left very vulnerable to the guards posted beneath them, a fact Cynthia was very aware of. Their only advantage would be surprise, but that was hard to accomplish completely when climbing down the ladder could be heard from below. Only their identity would remain unknown until it was too late for the guards. ☩
☩ Motioning for Raven to follow her slowly, Cynthia would take great care to make her footsteps as quiet as possible. Shadows moved over the circle of light from time to time, showing that the guards were patrolling above them. Once they reached the door to the tunnel, Cynthia held her breath as she turned the steering wheel shaped lock. Her heartbeat reverberated loudly in her ears, and it drowned out all other noises as the blood pumping through her veins waited in agony. Oiled mechanisms slide smoothly and silently, and the door opened without a squeak. That was honestly her biggest fear. She breathed again, letting the pent up air inside of her glide smoothly passed her lips in relief. ☩
☩ Suddenly there was a flurry of activity from above, and the band of light turned into a complete opening to the outside world. "HALT!!!" rang down a voice from above. Something had alerted them to their presence! ☩
☩ "Go!" Cynthia hissed under her breath. They had the advantage of darkness, and so she would run into the opening before them and slide to a stop as her runes revealed the end of their path. Eyes locking onto the ladder, she would hoist her Cross onto her back once again, taking a moment to secure its straps. By the time she had finished the guards were down in the sewer and entering the tunnel themselves. Swinging her body down on the ladder, Cynthia would start to half climb half slide down into the abyss beneath... ☩
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Phantom_Knight_x_ Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 7:57 pm
Kain's entire body had finally been covered, and he was ultimately free, but under all of the weight of crystal all that he could do was drop hard to the floor and roll over. "Gahhh~" He would utter under his breath before ultimately forcing himself back up to his feet with as much strength as possible. He was breathing hard, and neither Negi or Wyndom would be able to see anything of his person underneath the crystal - he practically looked like a large clump of moving crystal.
"Give me a sec, guys." Kain was exhausted, and all of the weight didn't help much which was displayed as he leaned up against the wall. "Now..I got some good news, and some bad news." He would begin, a faint chuckle was audible even from underneath all of the layers of crystal. "I can get you out, and you guys can be free, but the bad news is that my crystal will have to encompass both of you.. You will be briefly sealed air tight in crystal. You ready?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 7:36 pm
[Yaabashael: Aaron's Chamber]
"Troubling..."
Aaron paced calmly before the hole that Lucas had punched into his floor. With a simple touch of magic the floor would repair itself without any evidence that it had been destroyed. Naturally, Aaron's worries were not of the floor but of the ones who caused the destruction. "Troubling, but there's nothing to worry about."
Aaron talked to himself, his regal garments shuffling over the cool tile of his would-be throne room. His angelic wings were folded in behind him as he clasped his hands together in thought. His aged brow furrowed as his conscious slipped out as a whisper to himself. He was not pleased that Lucas' little party was running loose within the Cathedral Capital but he was not concerned. Although the several guards who were present would not speak, they were clearly curious to what their governing Seraph was up to. So as if reading their minds, Aaron looked up to them and smiled. "I suppose I sound like a...like a mad-man. Ha, I suppose this is how Sizouze must feel sometimes."
The tension lightened up for a moment as Aaron strolled to one of the windows. Peering outside to the city made of churches, Aaron hummed a small tune.
"Sir!"
A messenger was allowed into Aaron's presence, a small winged Celestial with several documents. "You'd be interested to know that more of Lucas' companions have arrived within the city. We're not entirely sure how they were easily let through our gates but there's word that they are looking for Lucas. We also believe that they would like an audience with you at some point. We're looking into their backgrounds now."
"Hm? This city is becoming rather popular lately."
"Indeed. Also...Alexandria has detained Lucas' Vanguards. We are preparing an interrogator now. Hopefully they're willing to talk."
"I sincerely doubt that they would say anything. But that is good news..."
"Lastly, Sizouze had another vision. However he's been hesitant to give us details."
"That...is not a problem. I aim to keep everything in check...is there more?"
"No sir. If you'll excuse me..."
Aaron nodded and looked back to the city below. Beneath the politics and the rituals, this Seraph was a schemer. What he kept to himself was that the puppet sent to neutralize Lucas and Raven had done it's job. The Council was unaware of Aaron's actions although he was sure that they would not oppose his decisions.
"Lucas doesn't deserve to rule over Heaven. It was a rite of circumstance...Lucas, the "False King". Ha...although soon there will be order once more. Soon."
Aaron paced again, admiring the regal decorations within the chamber as he thought over his next move. There were too many loose ends that Aaron needed to deal with but it appeared that things were going his way for now. Carefully, Aaron plotted within his chambers as he paced.
A small chill crept through the guards as they stood, Aaron's ancient and powerful aura pulsating with pride.
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DarkKingJilly Vice Captain
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DarkKingJilly Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 8:43 pm
[The Deep, The Dark, The Abyss]
[Location confused ??]
".............."
Strange. Lucas' eyes were open but all he could see was darkness. His entire body felt like it was flowing through a thick sludge and his voice seemed mute. In it's entirety, the darkness had engulfed the Imperfect One. There was an unseen weight that pressed around the light-bending Celestial which made it difficult to breathe. It was nearly suffocating but Lucas managed to take several deep breaths before calling out into the darkness.
"!"
Nothing but silence. Just what was this place? Lucas thought to himself as he tried not to think about the free floating feeling that seemed to carry his body through this space. This place was so devoid of life...really, it was devoid of anything. Lucas could not sense anyone or anything in this place and it was starting to concern him. Had his senses been numbed? It was starting to feel that way...although that wasn't quite it. Although he could not see or apparently speak, Lucas could smell something quite potent.
Was this fear? He could smell his own fear creeping from the back of his mind- or was that from behind him? His thoughts and this darkness were starting to mix together, just as a fleeting shadow tricked the brain into seeing something that wasn't there. It was as if this darkness was seeping into his own conscious! This was starting to get a little ridiculous, Lucas again thought to himself. Whatever trap that puppet had pulled him into was beginning aggravate him. It seemed as if fear was quickly being replaced with anger.
Anger. Fear.
Lucas hated this place. In this place with no light, Lucas could only comfort himself with his own thoughts. Unfortunately, his thoughts were starting to get the best of him.
"I need to get out of this place."
"!"
Lucas' voice came from below but it did not come from his mouth. In fact, Lucas had not even thought it! Or did he...really, Lucas' senses were starting to get hazy and contorted. But it was clear that he was hearing himself now.
"I need to get out of here."
The voice spoke up once more. Was this an illusion? If it was it was doing a good job. However, Lucas had a sickening feeling that this was all to real. "Did you really think you could go this long without me? I'm a very real part of you, Lucas."
This darkness was starting to creep into Lucas' skin. It was a feeling of intrusion, a sense that he was being possessed by the void around him. Actually, his body felt like it was sinking further 'down' or 'in'. The Imperfect Angel wasn't sure but he knew he was being taken to a deeper place, a place that surprisingly seemed darker.
"Have you forgotten my name?"
"........"
Deeper, Lucas plunged into the darkness. Helpless and confused, the Imperfect One desperately tried to reason with himself but it was his own thoughts that were pushing him further down. Slowly, the light-bending warriors would know the darkness.
Deeper into the dark he would descend.
Deeper into the Abyss.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 1:46 am
((my bad about the not paying attention to us being suspended in air XD I'll pay a bit more attention to that.))
Negi would look fascinated at Kain,and how his body would begin to turn to a crystal like substance. Clearly this crystal was part of the reason for Oni actually giving him a rank instead of being a bottom feeder of the ranks of hell. Then how he was able to pass through the runes defiantly would prove useful in a captured situation like this. He would then listen to Wyndom say that they needed to get out of there before the interrogators got there.
"I agree, if we do get to interrogate them 'Chinese Water Torture' sounds like fun." Saying joking around, sort of.
His ears would then turn towards Kain who would then give them his options of escape. It didn't settle with the summoner, and he would let out a low growl to show his feelings there. However, time and energy was of the essence, so it did not matter what he thought. The only thing that mattered was the protection of Earth in Negi's eyes, and fussing about being a crystallized fur ball wasn't on the menu.
"I suppose we need to get the hell out of here." he would say letting out a sigh, "Lets get this over with, but don't use up all of your energy. We will need you for later on." He said that as a compliment, and then he would loosen up his body for what was to come.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 2:42 pm
⌠ Zenreal Tellanan ⌡  Zenreal watched as the ice mages mist began to expand out and past him before ice exploded outward like a six point star. One of the lines of ice engulfed two approaching automatons working to freeze them in place. From behind their host a new foe appeared a far larger robot then the other five foot tall models. This one stood at approximate to seven foot tall and it was built like it was meant to be a heavy hitter. Zenreal could do nothing for their host yet but it was long past time for him to join the battle. Zenreal chose a target on the far edge of the mist and focused his will on the blades he wanted a pair of kukiri imbued with the seeking arcane blade spell ability. Blades flashed in the mist as azure power gathered into his fingers a mix of psychic and arcane energies. The first step he took threw him into the mist deeper as he circled around to the side of his chosen target. He hit hard from behind and too the humanoids right swinging each kukiri in a vicious slash. Each slash would count for one bolt from the seeking arcane ability. If the first two slashes struck successfully he would attempt to deliver two more. The more hits Zenreal got before he disengaged the more impressive his follow up would be. His attack was sudden and explosive designed to throw the ghantak creature off its balance. Each strike was aimed at a joint or critical point of movement and each would mark the opponent for the reception of a major bolt of arcane energy. Each time each blade struck it would glow brighter and brighter. In short Zenreal doubted the blades would penetrate the metal, but what he did expect was for them to hit the target and thats all it would take. OCC: /crappy post
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