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 Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 12:27 pm
The haemox took hold. But then a strange thing occurred. Iden's form twisted and mutated, until there was a splatter of crimson that was rejected from the whole of the cloud. When it reformed, Iden seemed amused by the attempt. The poisoned blood had been purged. It was no small cost, but it prevented the poison from contaminating his ability to fight on.
Such a strange notion. They say a monster cannot truly end another monster, Ice.
In reforming, Iden had maintained his speed, until he was just shy of ten feet away. His feet skidded along the darkened ground, leaving him standing tall. Whatever costs he was paying for the power he wielded, he still wasn't showing them.
You're too boring to have to fight for eternity.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 12:30 pm
Then do something about it, boy.
*Ice leered at him as he stood, cracking his nose back into place. He crossed his arms, pleased IDen had finally found a way of nulling his haemox attempts, and beckoned him to attack again. He studiously avoided answering the first statement. Didnt want to push hopes up. He merely grinned, cracked his neck, and waited for Iden to move again*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 12:43 pm
They say it takes a man to do the job.
Quietly, Iden's knuckles cracked as he flexed them. The blades he bore shot out from the gauntlets, and he began to stalk forwards. Slowly at first, until one step saw him darting in for a headlong one-two combo of punches. These were love taps compared to his previous blows, but the kick that he followed up with was a devastating strike, enough to splinter bone on any less armored target.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 12:47 pm
*Ice was a blur of speed, the boots of his surplice skidding as easy on the ice that perpetually surrounded him as his hooves. He weaved his head out the way twice, recieving slight slashes from the claws, then grabbed Iden's leg and used it to push himself into the air, tail whipping around to snap at the leg Iden's weight was on, meaning to make him fall on the ice, and Ice woudl ride him to the floor, pinning him with his own weight, somewhat increased with his full armour on*
You are no man, grandchilde. Not since the Lady got hold of you.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 12:54 pm
What is a man, Ice? What makes a man?
The grab at his leg prevented the kick, but Iden did not let Ice take the chance to trip him. He sprang off of his planted foot, and twisted. It brought the foot up in a snapping kick, belted for the side of Ice's head.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 12:58 pm
*Denied, his target, Ice;s taill slammed into the ice and he used it almost liek a bungie cord, snapping himself backwards, out of Iden;s reach, boots skidding across frozen ground once more as he laughed, raking his own claws into the ground to bring him to a stop, crouching ferally*
Innocence! Purpose! Heart! Justice! You are NO innocent, Iden Montag DeSeer! Your purpose has ALWAYS been meandering, and even now you lack the initial resolve you arrived with. And what would YOU know of JUSTICE? Save for vengeance, something your line is all too good at, you know NOTHING.
*The faun leapt frowards, intending to rugby tackle Iden, his armour curving as spike ripped out of it, designed to puncture Iden's flesh*
YOU... are no man.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 12:59 pm
*Landing from the fire attack to face his frontward attacker Azraels wings furled around him, before flapping back outwards to a normal position. The motion created a gust of spiritual energy to be released, knocking back ichor and most likely foe alike. Having ascended only moments ago Azrael was allowing Kagu-zuchi's full power to flow through his body. He rushed at the foe that was most unbalanced from his wing attack and swung Isoda in a huge arc at the beasts neck*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 1:02 pm
*The left most beast was most dazed, skittering across the floor unbalanced. It managed to get one arm and one leg steady uder it, bracing as the massive blade swung for it and....
CHOMP-U
It bit. It hissed agony around the blade as the energies within burnt at it VISCIOUSLY, but it was trying to buy its partner time to slash open Az's back with those incredibly long and powerful outer limbs, its bellow again attempting to make his orifices bleed, and possibly make Az pass out*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 1:15 pm
Is it the body?
Iden's kick hit nothing but air, leaving him to land in a limber tumble that had him springing to his feet.
Is it the mind?
Lowering his stance, Iden saw the faun shifting his weight. Preparing for the blow, Iden shifted his own stance.
Is it the heart?
As the faun hurled himself forwards, the Gungnir snapped up, and a round was squeezed off. A 15mm magnum round was sufficient to blow even a heavyweight man in full armor on his back. The sudden thunderclap roared over the battle.
Is it the soul?
Iden wasn't about to stay in the way of the full tackle. Even as his finger had gripped the trigger, he had been edging backwards. That turned into a full reverse spring, meant to maintain the distance between the two.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 1:22 pm
*With his quietus still active Azrael simply laughed openly, yet silently, in the beasts face. With the creature in an unstable 'all fours' position he place his foot on its back and fiercly pulled Isoda down and back, attempting to finish the sever. His other arm shot out behind him, two fingers pointed toward the charging Wendigo and he growled;*
Hadou number 4 - Byakurai! (White lightning)
*A beam of white light shot from his fingers towards the creatures chest, although the beam was only thin, it's power should easily puncture its target on contact, and knock it backward*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 1:23 pm
You dont seem to be listening, childe...
*Ice was smirking still. Until the gun came up. His eyes widened just slightly, then he rolled, but even with his speed, it wasnt enough. There was a horrific sound along the armour of his right thigh, followed by a string of curses in a dark language that seemed to make the world itself cringe, and Ice tumbled off to one side in a heap, leaving dark ichor across the floor.
Only his continued swearing showed he was still 'alive' as he ceased moving totally*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 1:29 pm
*The Wendigo suffering from the blade moved WITH the strike, letting go and darting back just before it woudl have been pinned t the floor, its face an unholy work of damage as it mewled and limped away.
Its partner however snuffled out a laugh at Az and slowly stalked closer, the lightning whipping around it and away, deflected. How? Ice had once been Ferago's handler, when the blad ehad been confiscated from Roan. Lightning didnt bother him, and thus not his avatars either*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 1:31 pm
The moment Ice faltered, Iden's legs shifted to hurl him forward, almost too fast to be seen. The Gungnir was at his side once again, as he skidded across the ground. His arm snaked out, seeking to grab hold of Ice by whatever means were necessary, and to drag him, grinding his body against the ground.
I am no man.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 1:34 pm
*Azrael frowned, however, not one to take chances at this point Azrael flash stepped to place himself directly in front of the wendigo seeking reprieve, aiming a vertical slash with Isoda at the centre of its skull. He aimed to finish the beast as well as placing more distance between him and the wendigo that had shunned his kidou attack.*
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 2:01 pm
*Armour grated loudly on ice, screeching as Iden drew Ice along the ground, the beast looking up to grin into Iden;s face*
No. You are not.
*his hand was coated in his own blood, and he raised it quick as a flash to the shoulder Iden held him by, pressing his bloody hand to Iden's flesh, as he reached upwards, past his gauntlets.
Nothing happened. No burning, no pain, no sinking in, just a bloody handprint on his flesh*
No man, but of my line born. May you suffer my curse for as long as you shall live, Iden.
*He was grinning fit to burst, one of his legs totally floppy and useless, evenhis regen unable to keep up with the sheer DAMAGE Iden had caused him*
Hurts... do it again. Hurt me more!
*His claws lased out for Iden's eyes and he suddenly jerked away from the grip on him, mostly unscathed though his surplice was scratched up to all buggery*
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*The fallen Wendigo didnt stand a chance. It knew that. It leaned back, fast as it could, so the blade missed its head and instead bit deep, deep, into its chest. Reacting as if some trigger had been pushed, it coiled itself over Azrael's blade, long arms flashing out to grab the man, his proximity and the fact he was striking making it impossible to dodge without leaving his sword within the beast, or letting it live if he flashstepped, and... it detonated, assuming Azrael didnt flash step away.
Exploding in a rain of bone shards, haemox and ichor style gore, still corrosive, the second beast stalked on....*
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