Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on May 18, 2008 13:06:18 GMT -5
Kerrain gained a malicious smile upon his face as the man in whtie came toward him, staff raised. The woman's magic attack didn't phase him all that much at all, as well. The black energy within the blue energy of the magic twisted and contorted, breaking off of the woman's attack and forming a shield in front of the blue, negating the magic. The corsair didn't even move as the man in white's staff crashed into the side of his abdomen. The attack literally sounded like the staff had hit solid stone, instead of human flesh. Kerrain pushed the pain into the back of his mind as he slowly turned to meet the man's eyes.
His draconic gaze was nothing to be trifled with. Degel deSaga's blade grew back from the bolt released earlier and flared in its might and power.
"Well? Aren't you going to swing me?"
"No. I want to see the look in his face."
Guil'tee the Hurricane reached with his free hand to the staff and flicked the end, a gruff grunt coming from the pirate's mouth. He leveled his dragon eyes with the man's and winked.
"Hit harder. I want to hear my bone's crack."
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on May 18, 2008 13:29:36 GMT -5
Cyndon smirked openly as the staff hit Guil'tee in the side. Vines erupted from the staff and wrapped around Guil'tee's waist as he flicked the staff away. They were a deep green color and tipped with red colored leaves and the roots began to eat into the armor. Camellia wasn't fond of people making light of her abilities, and as such she seemed to be working even faster than normal.
"I guess this really is going to be tougher than i thought." Cyndon muttered still smirking. "Normally that impact would have collapsed a normal person." Cyndon severed the tie between the staff and the vines as he quickly got out of immediate attack range. "Hope you enjoy Camellia's Gift." The vines pulsated with a green glow and began attempting to leech life away from Guil'tee.
Cyndon looked over at Gwen. "Let's hope this works out. This is not going to be easy, mind, but eventually we should be able to take him... maybe..."
Cyndon quickly put away the staff and redrew his crystal sword.
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on May 18, 2008 13:52:17 GMT -5
Kerrain had not expected this trick in the least. Though, the vines didn't bother him, despite blood running down his torso and soaking into the waist of his pants. Separating pain from the mind was a technique he learned a long while back, while working as a slave. The life being leeched from him... he figured he'd have a short life-span anyway.
The corsair took Degel deSaga into a firm grip as he twirled the blade, the darkness elongating and forming into a long and misty whip-like appearance. Kerrain brought the energy whip up and cracked it in the air, miasma sparking into black lightning. The whip regained its original form of the blade while the pirate was already charging towad the man in white, the vines sucking his life away. Half-way, Kerrain leaped up into the air above the two.
"Espada brocea."
He whipped the blade in all different directions around in toward the two, dark waves of energy dropping down from the night sky above. Sword rain. A basic technique for elemental blades, where the element, in this case, Death, rains from above and saturates the opponent or opponents. Kerrain had yet to use an advanced technique.
While black rain followed the waves of energy from above, the corsair had landed behind the two, his back to them.
"Espada tekro!"
Kerrain spun around and slashed Degel deSaga through the air as a concentrated crescent wave of Death energy hurtled toward his two foes. Sword breaker. A medium-strength technique that can attain the power to cleave diamonds. Kerrain had released a low-concentrated wave to cover a large area, instead of a highly-concentrated wave to secure a kill.
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Post by Sea on May 18, 2008 15:02:10 GMT -5
Gwen spat angrily, a blue umbrella forming above her head to save herself from the drops. She then held it out in front of her, so that the dark energy would flow around her, but some crashed over the top, and it rejoined behind the umbrella, giving her a thorough soaking in dark energy. She yelled her rage, and turned her energy umbrella upside down and sat in it, floating in the energy easily. She took the time to let the blue energy heal her some, and to begin to ready a new attack. She'd decided Cyndon could take care of himself, so she was no longer making any attempt to help him. Her umbrella disappeared into her hand, making it glow briefly. She then clapped her hands together, and brought them down upon the earth, making blue energy flow out in a complete circle, like painful soundwaves. The energy was many things, being the purest form. It was the coldest thing to feel, and the hottest, among many things. She grimaced as she forced the ring out along the ground, struggling to make it retain its energy as it glided out with lightning speed.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on May 18, 2008 15:19:07 GMT -5
Cyndon quickly conjured water and froze it into a large dome around him. He could feel the energy attempting to break through, and he didn't know how long the ice would last... Though he had an idea, self sacrificial though it might have been had the ice began to shatter.
Some of the energy had indeed made minute holes in the ice, and some of the energy was leaking through now. "Blast... This isn't good at all... He is really strong..." Cyndon muttered aloud 'But i actually think i fooled him with that attack...' He thought to himself a victorious smirk on his face.
Suddenly Cyndon felt the large wave of energy coming at both him and Gwen. "Oh Sh-" The ice around him shattered and he sent a few shards of it flying towards Guil'tee, but they fell short. 'WHAT WAS THAT?!' Cyndon yelled in his head.
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on May 19, 2008 13:53:22 GMT -5
"You may have to Incarnate yourself, Kerrain. Your lifeblood is being sapped away at a faster pace."
"I... won't have to. I'll end this soon... I... won't falter this... far."
"I will Incarnate you myself is you do not do it willingly!"
"No... YOU WON'T!" He yelled out loud, his body disappearing and flying up into the air at a breackneck velocity. The blue energy released by the girl wouldn't reach him while he was up here, the ice shards as well; and Kerrain was on his last rites before having to join with Degel deSaga. These vines had done more than he once thought.
The blade's edge flared wildly as the air of the night sky rushed around it. Kerrain floate din the air as he stood, standing on the darkness of night. He spun the buster in his hand and threw it up in the air, the blade landing with its tip pointing straight down to the ground, directly at the two. His eyes closed and his lips moved, reciting the ritual for dark entrophy.
"Degel deSaga... drahkken espada!"
Buster of Damnnation. Dragon sword. The dark vortex of the blade whipped and lashed int eh air as it grew, the Death energy twisting and forming as it plummeted down to the man in white and the woman. The darkness broke its sword-like shape and transformed into a serpentine head with black fangs, the black energy breaking in two places to give birth to eyes. The giant head of a Death dragon hurtled toward the two now, a roar of power filling the air.
"Your energy is nearly exhausted. If you do not faint them now, you will HAVE to join with me."
"I concede, Degel. But we shall see first, before I take off this earring." Kerrain answered, brushing the silver ring on his ear.
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Post by Cyndon on May 19, 2008 14:07:56 GMT -5
"Damn!" Cyndon jumped into action, conjuring a large plume of water from the nearby ocean once again and forming it into a large icy shield to cover both him and Gwen. The large dragon continued on its path down towards it's targets. Finally it collided with the shield and Cyndon was staggered by the force pressing inward on him.
"Holy Jesus, this thing is WAY too strong... i don't know how long i can hold it at bay... We're going to have to end this quickly..." He called out to Gwen. There was a large roaring noise as the ice began to fracture and crack. This dragon was going to get through, it was just a matter of when...
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Post by Sea on May 19, 2008 17:19:45 GMT -5
Gwen ignored him. She couldn't hear him at the moment, as she was concentrating deeply. Her hands her pressed together, her eyes squeezed shut, and sweat sat like crystals on her brow. When she opened her eyes, her hands shot forward, and a burst of blue energy twisted towards the dragon, phasing through her shield of ice as though it wasn't there. The energy shot forward, and two outstretched paws could be seen, then a snarling head, then bright eyes. It was a tiger, and it brought gleaming claws towards the energy, its maw open in a deafening roar.
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on May 19, 2008 20:00:07 GMT -5
"Zenzon drahkken. TEKROL!"
Kill dragon. BREAK IT! Kerrain's words echoed as he poured the last amount of Death he had preserved within him, the vines saping away his strength even faster now. The dark dragon shuttled through the woman's magical summon and broke through, its fangs biting deep within the man in white's icy shield. The crash of black lightning sparked across the icy shield and bounced onto the ground, turning into puddles of Death energy. Kerrain was not finished quite yet.
"Yaggor drahkken!"
Breath dragon! The Death dragon emanated a flash of black and pulsing energy from its hidden maw, its eyes slowly receding and disappearing. Kerrain's power was almost finished, but he would go out with a bang before he had the obligation of joining with Degel deSaga.
"Zakkira, drahkken."
Explode, dragon. With these words, the dark dragon halted its attack and disjointed from Degel deSaga. The head curled into a large sphere as it floated over the two opponents, a deep pulsing and vibration filling the air. Kerrain started to fall from the sky, his power dwindled and defeated.
"Tetcho."
Detonate. And with Kerrain's word, the sphere exploded into a giant blast of Death energy and sent a wave of the deadly force on the city. However, with the end of Kerrain's power came the end of the blast. The explosion lasted for only four seconds and had no after-effects. Guil'tee the Hurricane's body was on the floor, around ten feet away. The golden hilt still emanated its blade form, and lay upon his chest.
"I told you."
"Shut... it."
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Post by Cyndon on May 20, 2008 13:11:09 GMT -5
Cyndon was staggered, nearing unconsciousness from the large attacks he had held back. The ice shield was nothing but slush after the mass of attacks and he was barely standing.
"Is... is it over...?" He asked aloud, wondering if some sort of sign was going to answer him. The sword Guil'tee was using was still emanating energy, did that mean he was still living, or that it was just keeping itself going? Cyndon looked over at Gwen and smiled shakily.
"That was great, what you did. You really owned this battle. Might I ask your name?"
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Post by Sea on May 20, 2008 17:08:09 GMT -5
"Gwen," replied the girl, who had retained composure after a cursory healing. She then walked over to Guil'tee, and sat down, examining him closely. She poked him once or twice with the hilt of her sword, before she placed two figures on his neck, checking for a pulse. Yes, there was a pulse. Ripples of blue energy began fan out from her fingers. It rippled over his body in waves. "I'm healing you," she informed him, in case he was awake. She looked over to Cyndon. "Do you need any help when I'm done with him?"
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Post by Kerrain on May 20, 2008 17:35:56 GMT -5
Kerrain's eyes shot open as Degel deSaga informed him of the outside interference, leading him to grab the woman's two fingers. His grip was tight and strong, an alien feeling when he had prior been completely exhausted. He had a surprisingly fast recovery time.
"And I'll kill you if you touch me once more."
The corsair got onto his knees on his own pace and released the vice his hand was putting on the woman's fingers. He didn't need healing. He wasn't hurt, to begin with. His eyes closed momentarily as the vines around his body disintegrated into a myriad of black flames, leaving no residue upon the ground. Kerrain brought the ignited Degel deSaga into the air as if to strike the woman, but waved it soundlessly in the air. The raging fires suddenly stopped, as if instantly extinguished.
"Gerron, espada."
Sleep, sword. And with his words, the dark energy of the blade receded back into the hilt, and Kerrain brought out a new leather strap to tie the ancient metal back to his hip. He looked as if he had never been drained of his strength. Though, in the background, he was drawing energy from the moon. A perk as being the wielder of Degel deSaga.
"You two were quite the team. If I had chosen to actually kill you, I wouldn't have had this encounter last so dreadfully long. However, milady. I do believe your skills were much more helpful than that man's over there." Kerrain commented, winking at her.
"I apologize for the razing of this community. The leader decided to swindle me and sell me the bottom end of his stock. I won't have rotting food and intangible drink upon my Grenavive."
A pirate scuttled out of a black and burnt building as he stood before Kerrain, not even acknowledging the other two.
"Cap'n! Weeve dun ol' weh can here. Shud weh shuv' off?"
"Yes, Donivan. Go tell Tylor to raise the anchor and keep the ship still until I come. Stock the cannons, as well."
"Yessah, Cap'n!"
The first-mate corsair ran off in the direction of the Grenavive without a word regarding the two near his captain. Kerrain himself looked back to the man and woman and shrugged, a smile growing on his fine-featured face, his arms crossed upon his scarred chest.
"Well, any questions before I go?"
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Post by Cyndon on May 20, 2008 17:36:06 GMT -5
"heh... It might help things... Well, Gwen, my name is Cyndon, and it's nice to meet you!" Cyndon bowed shakily, pain evident in many different muscle groups from the pressure exerted on his body. He didn't know exactly why she was healing Guil'tee, but he trusted her judgment in the matter. Maybe she was a bounty hunter and needed him alive. Cyndon just hoped that he wasn't going to try anything funny, but judging from his past demeanor, it was nigh on improbable that he would try anything.
"I must say, i'm surprised we actually survived AND took him down... if only for a moment..." He looked at Guil'tee with a slightly worried expression on his face.
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Post by Sea on May 20, 2008 18:23:25 GMT -5
"I actually do have a question," replied Gwen to Guil'tee. "Might there be a spot upon your boat for a woman with... unusual skills in navigational and combative matters, shall we say, Sir?" Her once harsh voice was now smooth and persuasive. Her pale blue eyes flickered oddly, and her skirt hem rippled its tattered fringe in the wind. Her thin arms were crossed across her chest, not hostilely, however. A smile played about on her lips, and she was faintly aware of the creaking of ships in the distance. Her hair flew about her face in the wind, and the pale blue energy had long since disappared. She uncrossed one arm, and brought two fingers to Cyndon's arm, not unlocking her blind gaze with Guil'tee. The waves of energy flowed into Cyndon now, though she seemed unfazed and uninterested in the matter.
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Post by Cyndon on May 20, 2008 18:51:02 GMT -5
Cyndon's jaw hit the floor. After all that, she wanted to join him?! Well, it was no matter to him... He had no further interest in fighting. He looked at Gwen and muttered his thanks, then looked to Guil'tee.
"Unless you think i have potential enough to be a part of your crew, i will take my leave. And if i ever run into you again, i will surrender outright. I have no interest in being the Vigilante bring-everyone-to-justice person, and to be honest, if Gwen here hadn't come along, i would have long since perished." Cyndon bowed low and put away his weapons. He had hoped that he at least slightly phased Guil'tee, but realized that it was far from likely. The healing was done and he was back to normal feeling, so he thanked Gwen and awaited Guil'tee's answer.
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