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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 29, 2015 10:43:09 GMT -5
The dragon trembled, struggling to stay standing as the icy surface came apart. This solution seemed to resolve itself, however, when the tiny being refroze the lake. For such a little thing, it undoubtedly held some remarkable power, and the dragon felt it was safe to say that she was on their side.
Even if she couldn't see it through the fog, the dragon nodded to it before using every bit of energy it had to take to the sky. Its mighty wings stirred up the air around it, blowing away the steam in its path.
It was just about done with this yokai.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Oct 29, 2015 22:18:20 GMT -5
"I AM THE MISTRESS OF TWILIGHT!" Senuta furiously proclaimed in response to Forsaken's outburst. All around her, the wind roared, lightning cracked, snow blew, fire whipped, waves broke through the ice and rose in powerful surges. "I am the epitome of Universal Balance! I give, I take, I change! I create, I destroy, I alter! The elements are but my playthings!! NATURE IS A FORCE OF MY OWN DESIGN!!"
She turned around and scowled up at the dragon as it approached her. It was a persistent creature; she had to give it that. At least she could look forward to another rousing hunt.
But between the dragon's distraction and her own monologue, Senuta quite honestly did not see the sprite's icicles coming. She cried out in furious pain as they struck her, but she otherwise kept calm about it, quickly melding the ice into a crystalline armor embedded into her skin.
"You cannot stop the very forces that control you."
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Post by DMis on Oct 30, 2015 9:37:21 GMT -5
Forsaken's grin turned to a dark smirk as she wove about the elements Senuta threw. "Well Mistress of Twilight. Meet the Siren of Blood. Unlike you- I had to die for my title!" she called to the yokai before darting to be close. "Those elements don't bind me, Tresspasser."
The crystal armor on her hands seemed to sharpen as her anger grew towards this supposive Mistress of Twilight.
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Post by ryocker on Oct 30, 2015 22:09:26 GMT -5
"Nor ME!!" Crona screamed, flying past the elemental charges as they brought forth their sword-like black blood yet again. Down on the ground, the small ice sprite kept herself calm, the re-frozen lake doing a good job at keeping her above water. She placed her ice coated hands on the pond, energy gathering around her as she kept her eyes closed, trying to discern where the youkai of the elements might land.
She had every intention of ensnaring the enemy as best she could.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 30, 2015 22:23:42 GMT -5
The dragon continued to circle around Senuta. Its lungs radiated with an electrical charge. A snarl rumbled in its chest. Between it, Forsaken and Crona, Senuta was surrounded on all sides, and the dragon was sure that its allies would agree that she was not slipping out of their reach so easily.
Down on the ground, though, someone else was watching them through the fog, hiding amongst the shadows. For one so small, he emitted a frightfully dark aura, one of ancient and terrible power. His eyes glowed black. His purple robes flapped in the wind.
His focus was locked on the dragon. Simply based on its physical attributes, he could've put two and two together even without the voice in his head telling him what he had already guessed.
T͜͞͠ļ̧͟͝͏o͏̶ę̶̀͢o҉̶́̕͜ć̶̨̕l̨͡ ̴͝w̶͢͞e͢͞҉͡͞ŗ̀͢ ̸́̕r͝a̷̶̛͜͜s̸̡͡͝d́͘͝͝a͘҉҉͢t̶̢̡ŕ̕͡͏i̸̸̕͡x̀͞.̷̸̸͟ ̸͘͘͞C͘i̶̡͞ò̵̡́ ̵̨́͢͝i̵͢͠u̷͘ ͏͜o̶̵̧͠d̸͘u̴̡t҉̴̀ ̨ḩ̵̵u̧͜͏̧i͏҉r̵t̢̢́r͢͏̨l̶͜.̸̸͢͡
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Oct 30, 2015 23:19:47 GMT -5
"Suit yourselves."
With a thrust, Senuta shattered the ice that coated her, sending it flying in all directions in hundreds of jagged shards. Then, her aura pulsating with pure twilight, she unleashed upon her foes a storm unlike any other storm. A swirling torrent of every disaster possible. Every element combined into a single deadly force of elemental fury. Waves, sleet, wind, lightning, fire, brimstone, acid, debris... The twilight glowed with fierce malevolence, the combined iridescence of light, shadow and reflection, and it was throwing everything it could at them.
Unleash the power.
Show them what you're capable of!
Let them never forget who controls the island...!
OR LET THEM DIE TRYING!!
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Post by DMis on Oct 30, 2015 23:26:35 GMT -5
Forsaken was flung backwards from the onslaught. Several more gashes showed on her already scarred skin. "You have pissed off one very powerful goddess, Twilight. No elemental tricks. No foul moves. One on one. If you have any honor in that false form of yours," Forsaken called out as she rose out of where she had been flung. The tendrils and crystal armor retracted to the pouch as a thin blade showed in her right hand.
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Post by ryocker on Nov 2, 2015 0:38:10 GMT -5
Crona gasped, flung backwards as every force of nature imaginable slashed and burned at their very being. Crona groaned, trying to tough out the storm, as Ragnarok screamed in pain, retracting himself as Crona flew backwards. "RAGNAROOOK!" Crona screamed as they plummeted, fortunately landing harmlessly in the snow just on the edge of the lake. "Ragnarok, are you okay?"
No response, Crona starting to whimper in the snow bank of the lake. "...No... th-this... no...!"
Meanwhile, on the lake, the sprite squeaked, feeling the rampaging blow of omni energy cascading through the air. She brought up a coat of ice to try shielding her from the onslaught, but soon realized none of it was aimed her way. She could feel Crona fall to the ground, Forsaken's yell of a challenge, even-
She paused, walking straight toward the odd being that stood on the lake, watching the massive dragon. She didn't know if this was friend or foe, so for now, she took caution... Just getting close.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Nov 2, 2015 11:05:30 GMT -5
The onslaught of elemental power was strong enough to knock the dragon off course. It slammed down on the ice but managed to stay on its feet. From there, with a hard scowl, it stared into the storm and the twilight at its core. There had to be a weak spot somewhere. No one could've generated this much power without risking some kind of detriment to themselves.
The boy in the purple robes skidded backwards across the ice upon being struck with the initial gale. He eventually screeched to a halt and started shakily walking against the wind and towards the fray, holding his hood down with one hand. In his slow trek, he barely even noticed the sprite, let alone the two humanoid beings that had confronted the yokai. His focus was on the phenomenon. He only thought to await further instruction.
E̷̴̡w̶̢͜͝r͢҉̴̵͘ ̡̛͟k̢͟͢h̵͟͢҉t̡ų́r͠҉̨̛͠i̴̛ú̕í̶̡̡ţ͟͞͝͞.̵͡ ́͏͘̕C͝͠o҉i̴ ́͏̡u̸̸̕í̶͠ ̡͟͢i̸̛ŗ͢͞ ̨̛́l̴͡ù́͠h̷̡̨́ ̨͢͟͝w̵̷̸̧h̡̕d͏͘͠è͞á̕b̢̧̛͟͠ŕ̸a̴̶̛.̷̡͞͡
Of course... The essence of twilight was an equal balance of light, shadow and reflection...
V̸͏s̴͠e͝͡ţ̕͝n̸ ̵̡̛͡c̡̀o҉̸̀͘͝i̶.͘ ͏̴̧̛͘Í́̀o͘͜͢͝t̨͏̧g̷̴̨͜r̴̛͜͟͟a͡͠o̶̕ ̸̀͜͝b͜͜͜a̴̶͟h̡̛̀w̵̨͘͡e̵͜͟͠ą̵͝d͘͟r̀̕̕͢ ͟n̸̡c̴͟ù͏ì̷̧̨g̶̸̸̨à͟͝ ̡̛͡͏o̶̷̕͠c̴̵͘i͏̴̕͞҉.̛̛͘
If he could just unbalance it...
He raised his gloved hands to the storm, his aura of darkness writhing like a tangle of black whips. He tried to forge a connection with Senuta's twilight aura, but she was remarkably strong and he was still so inexperienced with this kind of power. But still he reached, straining to take hold of the shadows within the twilight. It was the only thing he could think to do.
"Rggghhh... Ophotc tqinhtue ioxs ikruhuitt ncoros..."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Nov 2, 2015 13:28:35 GMT -5
Senuta did not move. She did not speak. She simply floated there within the twilight, blindly throwing her elements about. Through the silver glow, her face was a demonic mask of pure, righteous fury. Twilight blades slashed, wind roared, rain and sleet poured, lightning cracked, earth shook, fire raged. She no longer cared who or what she decimated. Her mind was an utter blank. All that mattered now was the power that coursed through her being.
Be the rain.
Be the lightning.
Be the wind.
Be the twilight.
But then, in the midst of her storm, she felt an outside force take hold of her twilight. Darkness was trying to force itself upon her like a sickness, to corrupt her aura and throw it off balance. As the silver glow grew darker, many of the storm's elements seem to recede, all except for fire and lightning, which were amplified by the destructive force.
The mistress snarled and fought back against this darkness, doing everything in her power to offset it with light and reflection. The twilight had to remain stable! It was the key to universal balance! It was the focal point of EVERYTHING!
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Post by DMis on Nov 2, 2015 14:13:55 GMT -5
Forsaken saw the faltering. She smiled before flying up to be in line with Senuta. The blade in hand before looking back to Crona's falling form. She shot a glare at the yokai before darting to assist her pink haired ally.
"Crona! Ragnarok!" she called.
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Post by ryocker on Nov 4, 2015 0:58:34 GMT -5
The sprite turned her head at him. "Can... I help?" she asked.
Crona pulled themself free from the snow, shaking a bit. "I-I think I'm okay," they sighed. "My blood is black after all..."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Nov 4, 2015 9:42:02 GMT -5
The boy blinked and stared at the sprite, momentarily distracted by her. He then looked back up at Senuta and resumed his efforts to unbalance the twilight. "Tirhc, axvni. Is istahl irt enoonm."
Gritting pointed teeth, narrowing black eyes, the boy in the superhero getup strained to strengthen the shadows within the twilight. His task was not an easy one, but against all odds, he eventually managed to consume the silver glow in darkness. In conjunction, the wind, snow, waters and radio waves subdued and the storm became overwhelmed with fire and lightning.
Two elements the dragon was immune to.
Perfect.
Seeing its chance, the dragon charged into the darkness and took a leap of faith, aiming for Senuta. At the last second, it opened its mouth, unleashing a mighty and furious roar.
And then it came out on the other side with Senuta clamped firmly in its mouth.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Nov 4, 2015 14:00:01 GMT -5
Senuta strained. She fought with all her might to keep her elements stable. The stripes on her face seemed to pulsate like throbbing veins. The shadows, fire and lightning shook the earth with their volatile magnitude.
And then, all at once, the storm was quelled.
Upon collision with the dragon, Senuta's contact with the elements was severed, and all grew calm and still. As the dragon swooped in and dropped back down onto the lake, Senuta could only lay rigid in its mouth, blood flowing from the holes in her body where the beast's fangs had impaled her. Then she was flung out of its grasp, limply flying through the still air like a rag doll, crimson fluid trailing behind her.
She knew only anger. She could not think through this primal emotion to decipher a course of action.
It hurt... too much.
This blood of twilight.
Why did it hurt?
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Post by DMis on Nov 4, 2015 21:57:50 GMT -5
"It may be black but that was a nasty fall. You're not immortal. Neither is Ragnarok. You're both living beings that I need to see alive. You two are my friends," she offered as her nicks and scraps started to scab up. Forsaken looked up at the dragon's actions and winced. She turned back to Crona to make sure the kid was okay.
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