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Yawgmoth shook his head with a long sigh "You fool, we aren't going to rape you yet. That's our last resort remember? We're far from empty in our bag of tricks to try to persuade you otherwise" he said waving his finger back and forth. "We just said we'd reaffirm a few things. That doesn't mean we're going to take it all right here right now. Besides, we haven't shown you to Crow yet, we want to do that before anything. Not to mention, we prefer bedrooms and comfortable beds for that sort of thing. The ground gets things in places they should never be" he said with a light laughter. "And speaking of things in places they should never be, you might want to confirm that what we want is still in tact..perhaps that disgusting light creature is lying. We cannot read your mind of those moments for you were unconscious for them. So perhaps he has already raped you and beat us to the punch." he said with a light shrug as he released the dampening field without getting her promise first. It wasn't like Yawgmoth cared much right now. "If this is the case, the universe will be minus one light creature, but you can thank him as we kill him since once he's gone, you will have lost that which we want, and we will leave you be. Perhaps, we may even become something of friends later. But we doubt it"

"Lovely. Then what we want is still there for the taking. But not here. And not now." he said staring into the sky. An odd sensation crept over Yawgmoth like something was watching him. His eyes peered around to the trees that lined the outskirts of the field they stood in and seemed to grow angry while he scanned the tree line. "We are not alone pet....not at all..." He said quietly, loud enough for her to hear but for some reason kept it below his usual bellowing deep tone and volume. "Where are you......" he muttered quietly again as she could see red eyes darting back and forth in his skull dancing over the tree line, the frustration growing on his face that he was unable to pinpoint...whatever it is he was looking for.

Holding her bag close to her still, she remained as still as possible. She did not know what he spoke of, only that she would do well to remain exactly where she was. A fresh wave of questioning washed over her but she ignored it. "I understand."

A branch cracking echoed in the distance and from the area where the sound came from an arrow came streaming for them. It was no ordinary arrow however, the tip was a white crystal and it was headed straight for Yawgmoth's face. Yawgmoth already knowing of his approach threw his fore arm up to block. His thick armor like skin was easily able to do away with these petty weapons but much to his shock the white crystal ripped through his skin, then through his bone, then stuck out of the other side of his arm. Staring at for a moment Yawgmoth screamed in holy rage. The deafening beastal roar bounding off of the sky itself. He had been injured...it did not sit well with his ego, which was the worst thing of all to bruise upon the dark king. Grabbing the arrow he jerked it from his arm and snarled loudly peering about screaming "Show yourselves cowards! Stop hiding in the trees! We want to see your eyes go wide just before you die!" he screamed out again in Fury. All the while his mind danced over just what kind of substance that crystal could be to damage him like that. It wasn't diamond, it wasn't even obsidian or anything close..A familiar tingling in the wound sent of a signal to him. It was powerstone fragments.....

The sound of something whizzing through the air came closer and closer to them before a small crystallized orb landed between Yawgmoth and Ziven. Yawgmoth knew what it was the moment it started to glow. The ground sunk beneath his feet and his huge form bolted, it was going to hurt Ziven but not as bad as what the orb had planned to do. Yawgmoth shoulder rammed her to the ground as the orb exploded sending fragmentations of the material scattering around. Must importantly a large number of them lodging in Yawgmoth's exposed back, his legs and arms. Yawgmoth cried out in pain and stumbled backwards almost falling down that way which would have lodged the shards further into his skin. The color of his skin was fading very quickly from a deep tan to pale white. He started pulling out the shards with his bare hands, his tail plucking the ones from his back. Each one that fell to the ground was splattered with his deep red blood and was glowing a color whereas it had been clear and white before. He looked tired and his limbs were moving slowly to pull the pieces. It was very apparent what they stones were doing to him. Draining him like the field had done to Ziven. "Get back up!" Yawgmoth shouted slowly blinking his eyes and coughing. "Staying on the ground is sure death. We won't be able to save your a** again"

Yawgmoth smirked and spit blood from his mouth. He was bleeding internally now he was sure of it. "These are powerstone fragments. Empty powerstone fragments. Notice how the arrow's tip and the stones on the ground have different colors." he explained. "Because the arrow didn't stay in our skin long enough to suck away energy. Powerstones are sources of power, and empty powerstones, colored white, eat mana to refill themselves. Only from other powerstones, or in our case a being born of them. It is usually not a weakness worth exploiting but whoever is attacking us, is one of our old friends we are sure of it. Who else would know we were created from powerstones. Or rather, a powerstone explosion. They are our kryptonite so to speak. Because we are born from powerstone energy exposed contact will suck that energy out from our body more rapidly than anything we have" he stopped and bent over puking blood onto the ground. His suspicions of internal injury were correct. "ever known of" he finished with another cough spitting the wad of blood from his mouth. His lips freshly coated in the substance. "We're going to pass out soon. There's no stopping that. And since the stones are made of weapons, the weapon part of them will affect you. And don't plan on any magical solutions either. The stones will attempt to absolve the mana into them. They will be unsuccessful and explode. but...they will succeed in nullifying your attacks or defenses." Yawgmoth went on further to say. His eyes started to glance around again. "So, if you've got any bright ideas now is the perfect time to say so"

Yawgmoth's stance started to wobble he was clearly getting ready to drop like a rock from the exposure. His tail flicked the last stone from his back and he closed his eyes trying to force them back open. He looked deathly pale now having lost most of the color in his skin. "Cowards...didn't even..show themselves.." he slurred out shaking his head to stay awake. "Hurry up...think of something or get us out of here.." he said again nearly falling over from lack of balance. His knees shook to hold up his weight and he felt like laying on the ground was good idea now. But he wasn't sure of the next attack. Another 'grenade' type orb and he'd be done for.