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 Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 7:51 pm
I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Jaymison I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Suddenly, the ring of fire would suffocate it's self and dismiss it's self. There, walking pass the dieing flames was an odd cloaked being in white. The symbol of Cruxis on the top of the cloak which covered his face. "You should know, the weapon doesn't make the man.", he said in a clam, yet serious tone. He knew they weren't of men, but they would get what he was talking about. He then looked at them both and uncovered his face, to reveal who he was. None other than Cruxis member Dom. He cracked his knuckles as he looked at them both. Why was he there? What was his purpose. He then looked over to Jeohin. "A very powerful warrior you are, but this has nothing to do with you.", Dom spoke, revealing his target.
Both their troops would not dare cross paths with this 'enemy'. Dom looked over at Camaxtli as he would continue to take little steps towards him with his arms crossed. As he stood next to Jeohin "Whatever you two may have against one another, you need not trouble yourself with this 'lower' scum." Dom wouldn't even look at Jeohin, there was rumor out that Dom, a member of Cruxis was indeed the legendary warrior Inferno. However there was nothing to confirm this information. Dom stopped now as he stood there waiting to see what his opponent was capable of. "Come to me, come meet your demise..."
An explosion of magma arrows erupted from where the fire arrow had landed, all aimed at Jeohin and the foolish newcomer. From above the many Dragoons chanted, bringing down thunderous bolts of lighting, while two of the numerous Behemoths drove their hammers into the ground, creating shockwaves aimed at the ground beneath the two. Camaxtli vanished again, the ring of fire resurfacing once again to throw off his location.
"You are weak...", said Dom as he lifted up his left hand, and suddenly all the magma arrows that were aimed for Jeohin and himself simply hit, all of them missing their targets. The arrows melted into the ground. It became clear, that Dom was no common fire lord, but to him this was child's play. The magma from the arrows went into the ground as it was now Dom's magma to control. Again it was foolish to try and fight Dom using any of these techniques especially fire. The bolts of lightning would avoid hitting Jeohin as Dom pulled out his weapon Carnage, his legendary pitchfork and slammed it into the ground. The bolts would all be attracted to such an object and hit it repeatedly. Since once the bolts were casted, they weren't being controlled by their casters who were mere grunt level compared to what Dom was capable of fighting.
The lightning that had hit Carnage would be broken down since it was elemental base and the amount of lightning that couldn't be broken down would be channeled into the ground where it would harmlessly be redirected downwards since Carnage acted like a lightning rod. The lightning that was broken down, was converted, and absorbed giving Carnage a full charge. As for the powerful shockwaves, they would never reach Jeohin and Dom. Dom just stood there while the lava under them given from the arrows would do all the work and compress rapidly cooling to become thick dense solid walls of the toughest materials. The shockwaves would make the walls shake, but barely any cracks if any.
The ring of fire reappeared and Dom waved his right hand aside, as once again the ring dismissed it's self. It wasn't just powering elemental control, but it was also the fact, Dom the heat rapidly taken from the flames causing them to burn themselves out within mere seconds. All of the heat, along with some of that fire would gather in the palm of the hand Dom had waved across. "This is your skill? How unfortunate for you then." , Dom said as he closed his palm into a fist. This meant Camaxtli's location was thrown off, in fact if he was teleporting he was only making it worst for himself. If it was pure speed, it still didn't matter. Due to the fact of displacement and the fact Dom locks on to energy/life signatures, there was no hiding from Dom.
Dom took ahold of his weapon, and looked at Jeohin. "Please leave, he isn't worth your time and I suggest you let me take care of business here...", the way Dom said business made it seem as if he had purposely came to this location in search of Camaxtli. He could careless if Jeohin was safe or not, his life didn't matter to Dom. Dom hated these little games that his opponents played, and hated the idea that they could 'hide' or coward behind their armies. Camaxtli had no idea who he was dealing with. ((Dude, if you keep acting like mister Dom almighty I'll bring Abyss into the mix, FOR NO REASON AT ALL, and really ******** Dom up. No one is all powerful, and I'm tired of people acting like it. Dom killed all these people, Dom dismissed the fire, Dom used his pitchfork to catch the lightning. Oh ya, you do know that since Dom is HOLDING the pitchfork he'll get shocked along with it? did you even read the background on the Dragoons and Behemoths? No, no one has, I see people just doing whatever, no thought put into the post on who, how strong, or what they're fighting. One reason why I liked fighting Jillyfro was because the guy takes into account that he's fighting a GENERAL, not some peon, a general. I can understand who your character is, and post accordingly. you're character has grown smug and overconfident, if not the poster himself. So please, read and THEN post. No insult intended, just a little irked at the nearing-the-line-godmod actions here))
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 9:04 pm
((You are throwing rank in the mix, I clearly out rank your "general". My character has gone though all the ranks of Hell, including Commander and Leader. He hold the titled for "strongest fire lord" and he known for having one of the toughest defenses, because hes a defensive/counter character. In status, and in story my character is and always has been a bigger threaten. "Theres always a bigger fish in the sea."
Lightning doesn't effect my character due to the fact I wasn't holding my weapon after I slammed it into the ground. Heres my proof incase you failed to read that part. My post aren't perfect but I did put that detail in there.
>Dom took ahold of his weapon, and looked at Jeohin.
Beginning of the last paragraph, thats me taking back my weapon after it took on your attack. And before I took my weapon, I was using my other hands to deal with the other attacks as the paragraphs after the pitchfork was in the ground stats .Not to mention, you don't know my weapon, it is it's own being. I clearly stated since it was an elemental base attack it was being broken down, and the rest channeled, so even if I was holding it there no way of harming me.
You aren't dealing with a mere character, you are dealing with one of the main characters who is one of the main bad guys in the plot. Plus my character has the skill/experience and whatnot dealing with much battle/war to handle himself in this situation.
No god modding, my post is legit because none of your attacks are instant and I handled them all accordingly in the way they were launched at me. Its not my character growing "smug and overconfident", its the fact that I have experienced the same situation before, as my rank can already justify that with how long I have been involved in this RolePlay.
As for Dragoons and Behemoths, take in account no I haven't read background information and I doubt you put em in your profile. You should at least mention some sort of detail in your post about them other than them attacking. Its obvious of what they are judging from your post, and I am not worried. Nor is my character because he is being roleplayed like he has always been. Inferno is fearless and doesn't show alot of emotion other than anger and whatnot. Hes not scared or anything crap like that.
I will not repost, nor edit my post IF the lightning is the only issued as it has already been dealt with. I mean no insult as well, but I think you are the one underestimating my character.
As for bring Dom in the mix for no reason at all, that is not the case. He is there for a reason. It will be revealed as the fight continues. My character ISNT one for random visits and random fights such as this, you know already know that. ))
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:13 pm
Jaymison I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Jaymison I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Suddenly, the ring of fire would suffocate it's self and dismiss it's self. There, walking pass the dieing flames was an odd cloaked being in white. The symbol of Cruxis on the top of the cloak which covered his face. "You should know, the weapon doesn't make the man.", he said in a clam, yet serious tone. He knew they weren't of men, but they would get what he was talking about. He then looked at them both and uncovered his face, to reveal who he was. None other than Cruxis member Dom. He cracked his knuckles as he looked at them both. Why was he there? What was his purpose. He then looked over to Jeohin. "A very powerful warrior you are, but this has nothing to do with you.", Dom spoke, revealing his target.
Both their troops would not dare cross paths with this 'enemy'. Dom looked over at Camaxtli as he would continue to take little steps towards him with his arms crossed. As he stood next to Jeohin "Whatever you two may have against one another, you need not trouble yourself with this 'lower' scum." Dom wouldn't even look at Jeohin, there was rumor out that Dom, a member of Cruxis was indeed the legendary warrior Inferno. However there was nothing to confirm this information. Dom stopped now as he stood there waiting to see what his opponent was capable of. "Come to me, come meet your demise..."
An explosion of magma arrows erupted from where the fire arrow had landed, all aimed at Jeohin and the foolish newcomer. From above the many Dragoons chanted, bringing down thunderous bolts of lighting, while two of the numerous Behemoths drove their hammers into the ground, creating shockwaves aimed at the ground beneath the two. Camaxtli vanished again, the ring of fire resurfacing once again to throw off his location.
"You are weak...", said Dom as he lifted up his left hand, and suddenly all the magma arrows that were aimed for Jeohin and himself simply hit, all of them missing their targets. The arrows melted into the ground. It became clear, that Dom was no common fire lord, but to him this was child's play. The magma from the arrows went into the ground as it was now Dom's magma to control. Again it was foolish to try and fight Dom using any of these techniques especially fire. The bolts of lightning would avoid hitting Jeohin as Dom pulled out his weapon Carnage, his legendary pitchfork and slammed it into the ground. The bolts would all be attracted to such an object and hit it repeatedly. Since once the bolts were casted, they weren't being controlled by their casters who were mere grunt level compared to what Dom was capable of fighting.
The lightning that had hit Carnage would be broken down since it was elemental base and the amount of lightning that couldn't be broken down would be channeled into the ground where it would harmlessly be redirected downwards since Carnage acted like a lightning rod. The lightning that was broken down, was converted, and absorbed giving Carnage a full charge. As for the powerful shockwaves, they would never reach Jeohin and Dom. Dom just stood there while the lava under them given from the arrows would do all the work and compress rapidly cooling to become thick dense solid walls of the toughest materials. The shockwaves would make the walls shake, but barely any cracks if any.
The ring of fire reappeared and Dom waved his right hand aside, as once again the ring dismissed it's self. It wasn't just powering elemental control, but it was also the fact, Dom the heat rapidly taken from the flames causing them to burn themselves out within mere seconds. All of the heat, along with some of that fire would gather in the palm of the hand Dom had waved across. "This is your skill? How unfortunate for you then." , Dom said as he closed his palm into a fist. This meant Camaxtli's location was thrown off, in fact if he was teleporting he was only making it worst for himself. If it was pure speed, it still didn't matter. Due to the fact of displacement and the fact Dom locks on to energy/life signatures, there was no hiding from Dom.
Dom took ahold of his weapon, and looked at Jeohin. "Please leave, he isn't worth your time and I suggest you let me take care of business here...", the way Dom said business made it seem as if he had purposely came to this location in search of Camaxtli. He could careless if Jeohin was safe or not, his life didn't matter to Dom. Dom hated these little games that his opponents played, and hated the idea that they could 'hide' or coward behind their armies. Camaxtli had no idea who he was dealing with. ((Alright, you made a valid point. But at least PM me before jumping in on one of my fights. Also, look at my profile on page 6, the info is all there)) "I'm beginning to grow tired of your condescending attitude, especially since you're almost half my size runt. If you do not respect your opponent, what is the point of the fight? If you feel so self assured, then fight me in a battle of strength..."
With that, Camaxtli threw his flail to his side, cracking his knuckles as he sized up his opponent. this was no ordinary man, he hoped his taunt would bring out the fight in him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 9:34 am
((Thank you my friend, and understandable. I shall Pm you further notices from this point on.))
"Respect?", questioned Dom, he clearly knew the word but didn't respect the prey that he was going to kill. "The point of this fight?" questioned Dom yet again. Dom looked up at the general as the general would now be able to see something more victims never had a chance of seeing. The mask, a signature mask known to be only worn by the legendary warrior himself. The mask is made out of pure carbon, in its hardest form. Layered with Boron carbide for a protective finish with strong titanium alloy outlines or otherwise small detailed features. The Mask is an ultimate protective shield, lined with horns and a few spikes. The Mask only has two openings, these would be the eyes. The general would be able to see the burning passion in these eyes. Surely it was clear the general had no idea who he was up against.
The general's master surely would have known from these clues, or any other warrior would have picked up that Dom was indeed Inferno. "The point of this fight is to clam you and send forth a message, you are going to die...", answered Dom in a serious tone. A message? What message and to who? Cruxis member also had a bad habit of taking with them their opponent's bodies as 'trophies'. Another thing about Cruxis members is that they were always never alone. The general in this case is very lucky considering that fact. Each Cruxis member is considered to be highly dangerous and often they operate in team while attacking their opponent's with deadly fierce combos. It apparently, Dom was alone for this fight, which was a great opportunity for the general, but otherwise a huge handicap, since if the other member was present, this battle would have been over before it even had a chance to get started.
Dom seeing the flail being tossed aside would put away his weapon as well. As Camaxtli went to size up against Dom, it was clear by now Dom was fearless and wasn't intimidated for size won't matter in this fight. Dom stood there arms crossed, it was clear as day that Camaxtli was much much stronger than Dom in the line of brute force, for the moment anyways. Little did Camaxtli know, Dom was known for brute strength as well, but not in his current form. Dom however had no intention of transforming, because it wasn't needed to bring such a foe down. "Now let me ask you something? Do you not know 'Death' when you see it?", asked Dom locking into a stare with his enemy. "If not, then strike me and be done with it."
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 10:44 am
I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION ((Thank you my friend, and understandable. I shall Pm you further notices from this point on.))
"Respect?", questioned Dom, he clearly knew the word but didn't respect the prey that he was going to kill. "The point of this fight?" questioned Dom yet again. Dom looked up at the general as the general would now be able to see something more victims never had a chance of seeing. The mask, a signature mask known to be only worn by the legendary warrior himself. The mask is made out of pure carbon, in its hardest form. Layered with Boron carbide for a protective finish with strong titanium alloy outlines or otherwise small detailed features. The Mask is an ultimate protective shield, lined with horns and a few spikes. The Mask only has two openings, these would be the eyes. The general would be able to see the burning passion in these eyes. Surely it was clear the general had no idea who he was up against.
The general's master surely would have known from these clues, or any other warrior would have picked up that Dom was indeed Inferno. "The point of this fight is to clam you and send forth a message, you are going to die...", answered Dom in a serious tone. A message? What message and to who? Cruxis member also had a bad habit of taking with them their opponent's bodies as 'trophies'. Another thing about Cruxis members is that they were always never alone. The general in this case is very lucky considering that fact. Each Cruxis member is considered to be highly dangerous and often they operate in team while attacking their opponent's with deadly fierce combos. It apparently, Dom was alone for this fight, which was a great opportunity for the general, but otherwise a huge handicap, since if the other member was present, this battle would have been over before it even had a chance to get started.
Dom seeing the flail being tossed aside would put away his weapon as well. As Camaxtli went to size up against Dom, it was clear by now Dom was fearless and wasn't intimidated for size won't matter in this fight. Dom stood there arms crossed, it was clear as day that Camaxtli was much much stronger than Dom in the line of brute force, for the moment anyways. Little did Camaxtli know, Dom was known for brute strength as well, but not in his current form. Dom however had no intention of transforming, because it wasn't needed to bring such a foe down. "Now let me ask you something? Do you not know 'Death' when you see it?", asked Dom locking into a stare with his enemy. "If not, then strike me and be done with it."
"You underestimate your opponent, although I know that barely even winded you, I've not yet begun our real battle..."
Camaxtli emerged from the flame, his form had receded to that of a normal man, no longer a hulking, muscle bound, gritty general, but a normal sized 7 ft Arieus.
"I hope you're fast... because if you can't follow, you're going to die..."
Camaxtli appeared to move, but his form was ethereal-like, fading haphazardly in and out as his image began to move all around Dom.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 11:12 am
Camaxtli's uppercut hit nothing but air as Dom seemed to jump back a bit, landing on both his feet. Dom's arms were crossed as his opponent seem to have a tactic for disappearing tricks. Dom won't try and keep up with the movements, infact there was no need. "Enough talk...", he finally said as waited for his opponent to try again and strike him. Dom's opponent seemed to think speed would help him in this fight, it would not. Dom himself wasn't fast on his feet, and considered it a waste of energy ro run around your opponent but Camaxtli was welcome to attack even Dom's blindside, Dom stood there, arms crossed not moving a single muscle. In fact it almost looked like he was changing colors...earthy colors...Dom wasn't impressed and was now going to finish this fight. The next move, could be Camaxtli's last...
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 11:57 am
Lance was stanging by his window in his thrown room and once again after god know howe many months ago, he felt it once more, a great surge in energy... "I know that energy, no dought about it it's Inferno." He said to himself looking up at the sky, "this is not good at all."
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:24 pm
Hysterical laughter took the battle scene of Dom's and Camaxtli's like a clarion call. "What, already getting in a fight with someone, Dom? You ought to cut back on your rather... violent nature." Cold, black snow had begun to fall quietly, falling from the heavens like ink on an imperfect canvas. A slim figure emerged from a mist that had begun to roll in from behind Dom, covering his entrance. Covering this mans face was a mask symbolizing comedy, in color that could be described as alabaster white. This matched well with the rest of his wardrobe, his fair skin, as well as his white-gold hair.
"When will you learn some tact, Dom?" An said, with an almost effeminate chuckle. With a fluid gesture of his right hand, An took a bow to Camaxtli. "It is my pleasure to meet you, Camaxtli. However, you seem to have picked an unfortunate day to be alive it seems." None of An's good humor was lost, but the underlying venom could not be mistaken.
By now, the mist had diffused quickly, coating the floor with a thin haze. Most could tell by now, but An was big on dramatic entrances. The black snow had begun to thin out as well, less falling now. The black of the snow contrasted the mist snaking about the ground, speckling it with dark holes.
"Don't worry though. My friend here seems more than happy to end your misfortune. In the mean time, while you two duke it out mono-a-mono, I plan to have some fun with your minions. Is that alright with you?" One could almost see the s**t-faced grin An was wearing behind his mask, which was practically burning a hole through the mask's metal.
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:54 pm
-Willow the Whisp- Hysterical laughter took the battle scene of Dom's and Camaxtli's like a clarion call. "What, already getting in a fight with someone, Dom? You ought to cut back on your rather... violent nature." Cold, black snow had begun to fall quietly, falling from the heavens like ink on an imperfect canvas. A slim figure emerged from a mist that had begun to roll in from behind Dom, covering his entrance. Covering this mans face was a mask symbolizing comedy, in color that could be described as alabaster white. This matched well with the rest of his wardrobe, his fair skin, as well as his white-gold hair.
"When will you learn some tact, Dom?" An said, with an almost effeminate chuckle. With a fluid gesture of his right hand, An took a bow to Camaxtli. "It is my pleasure to meet you, Camaxtli. However, you seem to have picked an unfortunate day to be alive, it seems." None of An's good humor was lost, but the underlying venom could not be mistaken.
By now, the mist had diffused quickly, coating the floor with a thin haze. Most could tell by now, but An was big on dramatic entrances. The black snow had begun to thin out as well, less falling now. The black of the snow contrasted the mist snaking about the ground, speckling it with dark holes.
"Don't worry though. My friend here seems more than happy to end your misfortune. In the mean time, while you two duke it out mono-a-mono, I plan to have some fun with your minions. Is that alright with you?" One could almost see the s**t-faced grin An was wearing behind his mask, which was practically burning a hole through the mask's metal. ((Looks like An had decided to join us. An is the other Cruxis member I was talking about, so now you have two of us to deal with. I will take on your general, and if you dont mind he will take on the army in which your general leads. Its now fair I believe...))
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 10:47 pm
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"Incredible."
Light muttered as he breathed heavier than normal. Small beads of sweat had started to form near his temples as the poison slowly but surely made it's way through Light's system. Despite his physical aliment, the half-angel's energy senses were working quite well. From here he could feel the combative spirits of not one, but two very powerful beings. It may have been ages ago but he couldn't forget that malevolent stench that two of his past comrades used to taint the air with. If he were in the midst of things, he'd almost feel overwhelmed by them both.
It wouldn't be much longer before Light came upon one of Heaven's bases. Hopefully he could find a skilled healer in short order.
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DarkKingJilly Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 11:29 pm
-Willow the Whisp- Hysterical laughter took the battle scene of Dom's and Camaxtli's like a clarion call. "What, already getting in a fight with someone, Dom? You ought to cut back on your rather... violent nature." Cold, black snow had begun to fall quietly, falling from the heavens like ink on an imperfect canvas. A slim figure emerged from a mist that had begun to roll in from behind Dom, covering his entrance. Covering this mans face was a mask symbolizing comedy, in color that could be described as alabaster white. This matched well with the rest of his wardrobe, his fair skin, as well as his white-gold hair.
"When will you learn some tact, Dom?" An said, with an almost effeminate chuckle. With a fluid gesture of his right hand, An took a bow to Camaxtli. "It is my pleasure to meet you, Camaxtli. However, you seem to have picked an unfortunate day to be alive it seems." None of An's good humor was lost, but the underlying venom could not be mistaken.
By now, the mist had diffused quickly, coating the floor with a thin haze. Most could tell by now, but An was big on dramatic entrances. The black snow had begun to thin out as well, less falling now. The black of the snow contrasted the mist snaking about the ground, speckling it with dark holes.
"Don't worry though. My friend here seems more than happy to end your misfortune. In the mean time, while you two duke it out mono-a-mono, I plan to have some fun with your minions. Is that alright with you?" One could almost see the s**t-faced grin An was wearing behind his mask, which was practically burning a hole through the mask's metal.
From the field of battle, the Arieus had made short work of the angels, the last screaming, holy knight crushed beneath the foot of a snarling Behemoth. then silence, save the whirring sound of Camaxtli's quick steps.
"I do not hide, in fact, I am everywhere..."
in moments, several copies of Camaxtli began duplicating themselves, more and more splitting away from the original. The whirring stopped, along with the ethereal, ghostly look. Behind the many clones, the Arieus army began advancing, with the vast remainder of the Dragoons congregating into a vast circle in the sky. A low chanting could be heard.
"you may not view us as strong, but you will respect us, even if we must fight to the death..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 11:38 pm
Dom noticed his partner had made it just in time to take part in the action. Dom felt another signature, a mighty one. One that he had not felt in a very long time...Light. Dom didn't have time to worry about him, and he quickly noticed his opponent was making copies of himself. Dom scoffed at such a tactic. "Respect, is that what you fight for!" Dom yelled out, "Pathetic", he responded. He stood there with his arms crossed. "For It Is Neither Fate Nor Glory For Which We Fight, But For The right To Exist. Salvation is the only way, embrace it and I will ease your passing." Offered Dom, again the next move Camaxtli makes could be his last. Even with his army with him, to have two members of Cruxis present was very dangerous.
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 12:05 am
I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Dom noticed his partner had made it just in time to take part in the action. Dom felt another signature, a mighty one. One that he had not felt in a very long time...Light. Dom didn't have time to worry about him, and he quickly noticed his opponent was making copies of himself. Dom scoffed at such a tactic. "Respect, is that what you fight for!" Dom yelled out, "Pathetic", he responded. He stood there with his arms crossed. "For It Is Neither Fate Nor Glory For Which We Fight, But For The right To Exist. Salvation is the only way, embrace it and I will ease your passing." Offered Dom, again the next move Camaxtli makes could be his last. Even with his army with him, to have two members of Cruxis present was very dangerous.
Camaxtli formed a line with his duplicates, blocking the view of his army. He knew if they did not retreat they would not see battle again.
"My men, you are to retreat back to the fortress, regroup with the other fleets. Me,the Behemoths, and the Dragoons shall stall them, glory unto our great empire, glory to our ruler, the almighty Kain..."
Camaxtli's look changed from desperation to that of content, a look in his eye knowing that the end was soon, if not Dom's as well..."
"Last rites.... End of the Infernal hunt..."
Camaxtli was engulfed in flames, along with his replicas, the cry of the wild came from all sides as the band of General clones, along with the original, transformed. Black masks over their eyes and distinctive red and white candy-cane stripes where painted over their bodies. Each one held a bow, crimson in color and all holding an ornamental arrow of intricate design. With a signal from the real Camaxtli, each one let loose a volley of arrows, each one screaming and quick in its decent to their targets, Dom and An. Each arrow split into two, then four, then eight, until thousands of arrows filled the sky, yet the true purpose was to conceal the only arrow with true power, the one fired by Camaxtli himself, with a "THOCK" that resounded across the field, the arrow cleaved apart Dom's seemingly indestructible mask. Camaxtli fell to his kness, his last rites used and the toll being taken. with a cry of war and sorrow, the last few 20 Behemoths charged Dom and An, while the large group of 13 Dragoon's fired the largest bolt of lighting they could muster, some even dying in the process because of the strain used to call it forth. Camaxtli still was on the ground, one knee keeping him up as him and his clones slowly began to petrify into stone.
"You will respect us, you will...."
Camaxtli was silent, the look of a hunter's pride eternally ignited in his stone face.
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 6:39 am
"Tisk tisk." An merely said from behind his mask, snapping his two fingers. You see, opposed to Dom's brute strength, An was a tactician. An had prepared for such a situation already.
Black snow shot up from the ground, as if attracted to the lightning bolt. "Devour, Kiriel." Black particles ripped through the lightning, cutting swaths in the energy with their passing. All that was left of the lightning bolt, when it had managed to touch where An and Dom were, was a very mild wave of heat.
The mist had been a preparation as well, meant to disable any unfortunate beings that happened to be on the ground. Especially the Behemoths, as they were touching the ground and were closest to it. By entering through pores of the skin, albeit naturally, the water had infiltrated the Behemoths' blood. Although the Behemoths had a very powerful defense against viruses and other such anomalies in the body, water could by no means be considered something like that. Still under An's control, he merely had to super freeze these water particles, causing the blood around them to freeze slightly as well. This would blood blood vessels, etc. Stopping the blood flow would cause the Behemoths to have heart attacks, which would kill them in moments if they could not deal with the water.
Waving an arm as the arrows streaked through the air, An called up a dome of ice around Dom and himself both. Although Camxatli's one arrow still made it through, cleaving Dom's mask.
With the ice dome and arrows obscuring An and Dom, Camaxtli would be unable to see Dom's face, which it seemed he had tried very difficult to see. However, he would notice that Dom's mask would come back together over his face, frozen back together by ice.
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 7:25 am
Quote: with a "THOCK" that resounded across the field, the arrow cleaved apart Dom's seemingly indestructible mask. ((Willow wisp, you can't come in and just change my post. I said I hit, not to do damage, but the arrow ******** hit. I know its nice to stop a whole army but using a post to alter what mine said ain't cool man))
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