Labyrinth

[Shadow of Twilight]

Malik fought through the pain he swung and did everything with a blade he could do, while his legs coudl handle the movement. eventually, however, he was forced down to a knee, using Mavolence as crutch almost in the flooring, and pulled himself back up. there was blood starting to seep though the legplates, and pool a bit at his feet. but he still fought, still kept fighting..and using his psionics to mental barrage Dimitri with holy power, and then looking almsot like an act of desperation, stumbled forward and grabbed the tattered robes, blood coming out of the eye openings in his helm.

A few breaths, giving more to that act, and under his breath, in a language that even dimitri wouldn't likely know, archaic Combine, blessed the robe itself in the names of Innoruuk, adn even teh Goddess of Growth, Tunare... before jerking himself to his feet, weapons coming back up, blood trailing off the faceplate of his helm and from his greaves.

and then back on the assault, though hsi movements were slower, torn up legs and all, and he used his foot, from his own pooled blood, to created the blessing symbols for Innoruuk. he still had other cards to play yet...first being a little healing. one hand went up, at one of those observing labcoat wearing sons of bitches...and lifetapped the hell right out of him, transfering hsi life essence to himself nad healing some of the damage on his legs.

"We've only just been warming up, you and I."  

[Shadow of Twilight]

"I think you could use a makeover."

well now that he knew just exactly how much of the Lich was actually there..made it a bit easier to focus attacks. aim for the skull? nope. too obvious. in fact....lets do something really fun. that glass dome ceiling overhead. he defended with Ebony, and flung Malvolence into it. it's raining glass now, as that shattered and well..if anone was leainging on it..tough luck for them.

Malvolence came down and sank into teh floor, and so did many shards of glass, thick atrium style glass was heavy enough.

"Tell me something. your a creature of science and sorcery, right?"  

[Shadow of Twilight]

Malik nodded and walked over by a particularly large shard of glass, tapping it lightly..before slamming Ebony into the ground in front of it.

"So. what happens when glass desgined to refract and intake light, as in this greenhouse/atrium style ceiling you had..has a powerful, sacred, lightsource blazoned into a radiance in front of it?"

A hand on the pommel of the blade. Ebony glowed brightly, Light hitting the thicker glass, refracting through it in some spots, reflecting off it in others. those lights blazed to other shards, and then in turn to others, until the room was getting a wonderful disco-esque lighting effect in holy light. and look at that. Dimitri had glass embeded in what was left of him. how..unfortunate. Dodgeball anyone?

Leaving Ebony blazing where it was, he retrieved Malvolece, flames bursting along the blade again.

"Now. where were we?"

Boy was that going to hurt if his skull caught some light. sounds like fun, too.  

[Shadow of Twilight]

Hmm. hotfoot. but that little light show had another small effect, and he'd hoped a certain someone had taken advantage. A lich, by thier nature, and the nature of thier creation, are bound by certain rules. one being that thier powers can't affect things blazoned by sacred energy. so for at least a moment there, Zahara, Sevilin, adn Piper had been free to use things like..oh..thier hands.

but this glass trick was new to him. breathing it in wasn't an issue really witht eh faceplating on his mask, but his eyes might be a problem. same with the rest, thanks to the aqualungs to protect thier mouths. but how to protect his eyes.

that was easy. peices of robe from what was left. that should work. so heading that way, to swipe up some cloth to tie around the eye sockets in his helmet.

"I really dislike blind fighting."

Come on Sevilin, I hope you used that time and got yourself a nice trick to pull. but, back to using that well attune elvish hearing to face Dimitri.

"Nice trick. still doesn't change anything that you're stuck in a globe of darkness, bubble boy. you better hope I don't find a way to dispell that."  

[Shadow of Twilight]

"Yes I noticed. but you don't need your eyes to see."

muddy ground, great. a tap on his armorered finger to activate the ring of levitation under it, and up into the air we go...though a quick grab of Ebony along the way. hmm. mud huh? well...dragonfire, meet mud. mud, meet dragonfire. mud becomes instant glass, which helps intensify the holy light, which helps weaken Dimitri's power.

"Must be taking a little bit of an annoying pull to keep that globe up in all this holy light and energy."

Intensify the power in Ebony, and aim it...and fire a bolt of energy at the globe. Lay Malvolence overtop of Ebony, and mix fire and holy energy. it hurt, and hurt alot, but they woudl compete, intensify eachother, and that woudl in turn help figh tthrough that shielding of darkness, not to mention the added intesity of th light around them.  

[Shadow of Twilight]

"The oracle has eyes, though they are blind, and they chose that sacrifice."

Said through gritted teeth.

"I don't care how old you are. and your mother isn't being very helpful. and you don't see everything. if you did, you'd know better."

Down above the ground, still holding those swords, and bracing them against himself and hoping the feedback might hurt a bit. but the insteisty of the light shoudl have given the others the ability to be free, the Lich's power's being limited in all the holy radiance in the room now.

"I may not be able to beat you on my own. I may not have that kind of power even with your mother's blessing on this blade. but I don't fight alone."

Staggering back up on his feet, and his grip ont eh hiutls of his blades tighening every once in a while due to painful spasms.

"The light limits your power, while increasing mine by freeing my friends. one of the drawsbacks to lichdom. the hard you fight, the more pain your cuase, teh stronger my resolve to best you. and Ebony and Malvoence respond to that. this is a battle you can't win, Dimitri. the harder you fight, the stronger we get."  

[Shadow of Twilight]

Malik landed hard, and in a heap. this was taking a very big toll. he used the swords again as crutches, and lord knows how many beroken bones and tron muscles and any internal bleeding he might be having. His helm came off, and his hair fell free, a darker greyish shade with sweat, and he got up to his knees, spitting up blood on the floor. he looked up at the globe of darkness, and picked up shards of glass, and flung them where he estimated, by the sound of his voice, where his head was. of course teh glass in his skull didn't hurt him. so try for those empty eye sockets. hell if anything it'll at least give him a moment to get to his feet.

"Being old and powerful doesn't mean anything. just makes it harder for you to be killed. dragons are old and powerful, and they still die."

a stumble up on his feet, since his legs were arguing about supporting him or not, malvolence in it's sheath, ebony in his hands. he didn't have the ability to be dual wielding anymore this fight.

"and despite that lauded power...I'm still here."  

[Shadow of Twilight]

"Go ahead if you think you can."

Malik stood up, and just for the hell of it, tried to dispell that globe, by trying to cut through it with Ebony. maybe he'd get a hand ot his face or something in the process. but the bond between him and piper, something that Dimitri probably woudl have no clue about, especially since drow and surface elves didn't really get along enough to even think about that kind of thing..he let open wide. He woudl be her shield there, he woudl suffer. he'd pour into her the love, the adoration, everythign he felt for her. Dimitri's power might affect the mind and body, but it's coudln't change the soul.

In fact, see if it works in reverse. let him try, and overwhelm and flood his hatefilled remains with love, with passion, and life's fires. the will to live, to exist, to strive against all odds. Show him what a real power is. a power not bound by gods and demi-gods, a timeless power that always stood firm no matter what the seas.