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Post by annabelle on Oct 9, 2009 20:09:19 GMT -5
Annabelle had seen more than enough, and her granddaughter being delivered a critical blow was the very last straw. She scanned through her own mental records--she needed a warrior, one that didn't deal with light magic or a lance like these two did. She needed someone who was merciless; cruel, powerful, and with good technique.
She didn't need magic, she needed someone who could kill with a weapon and use magic as an enhancer rather than be the reason why the weapon worked. Then the name came to her:
Sherman Tersh
Two centuries ago, this incredibly vicious, blood-thirsty warrior was born and raised in the Chalybs. Like many from that continent, Sherman studied and mastered in his lifetime the art that was swordfighting. He grew to become a significant part in the army and his body count was atrociously high.
And he was perfect for the situation at hand.
Annabelle in a moment was surrounded by a light blue aura, the staff she held tightly in her hands shaped and melded itself into a light-weighted, but thick and intensely sharp sword which fell into her readied right hand. Her face, though still weathered with age had taken a different structure to it; her eyes widened more, and her brow furrowed even further than the old woman's had originally. Where her body itself didn't change, the faint shape of a much bulkier figure could be made out to surround--even follow her every movement.
In a way, it was like she was a completely different person.
And this different person (who was going to go by the name of Sherman at the moment), swung their sword expertly before lunging into the fray at lightning fast speed, slashing at an upwards diagonal at both Celtik and Selina's throats and faces.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Oct 9, 2009 20:10:22 GMT -5
"Jasmine! Kara!" He yelled as they receive injuries. He then shot out the blue blade and the green one entered it place, and then he whipped up a tornado and fired two, one at Selina and one at Celtik. He then saw Annabelle go crazy at him.
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King Celtik B. Donnerlupo
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Post by King Celtik B. Donnerlupo on Oct 9, 2009 20:27:38 GMT -5
Celtik glance and saw the warrior coming towards him, and the tornado. He twirled around and kicked at Mark. He then block the elderly lady's attack. There was a lot of strength behind it, and it surprise him. He then bolted away, and started to fire rapidly bullets at the heroes.
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Post by Selina Baumon on Oct 11, 2009 12:20:09 GMT -5
Selina fell backwards, trying to avoid the tornados that were fired at her and Celtik. After rolling off to the side she went to ready herself to attack again, barely seeing the old woman coming at her with a sword.
Selina let out a squeal in pain as she leaped backwards, but still getting nicked across the face with the blade. As Celtik started raining the grounds with bullets, she crawled beside him to take shelter from another attack.
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Post by glitters on Oct 11, 2009 13:02:28 GMT -5
The small body of Jasmine's twitched slightly off to the side. At first she couldn't see anything, but she certainly could feel every inch of her body stinging with pain. It hurt, everything hurt, so much. Her eyes slowly opened and the first thing she saw was the side of the wall and her blood-covered hand laying outstretched before her. She stared, trying to focus on a shape that appeared beyond her hand. She saw black, more black, and pale skin...
Kara.
Jasmine looked as though caught in a daze, she lay there, eyes open but staring at the raven-haired girl. It was like half her brain was working, where the one side pulling the weight insisted that she move to help her friends but being unable to without the other half.
She didn't feel like she could do much moving as she was, anyway.
Something red and white was moving now, or rather, she focused back on her hand which seemed to start wriggling its fingers. Slowly they moved to point towards Kara, like they wanted to go to her. She wanted to go to her. Jasmine knew she needed to say something, a spell, something to help revive her friend. Nothing was coming to mind.
"Jeilzu...Jeilzu..."
'Gods' was what she said, that's all that word meant, that was the only word she knew at the moment. Her fingers stretched out further in attempt to reach Kara, all the while Jasmine repeatedly murmured the one word.
And as she did so, surprisingly, a faint purple glow started to wrap itself slowly around Kara, growing slowly brighter and brighter as Jasmine continued...
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Post by annabelle on Oct 11, 2009 13:11:33 GMT -5
Annabelle moved swiftly to avoid the pummelling of bullets coming at them. It'd be easier to just blow them all away with magic, but having taken on the persona of Sherman (who didn't have magic at all) she had to adjust the way she reacted by using, quite obviously, his tactics instead.
And he decided the charge through, using an eagle eye to scout and dodge the bullets and hope he didn't get one to the head. Taking another heavy swing, their next attack was a quick stab at Celtik the moment they got into range.
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Post by King Celtik B. Donnerlupo on Oct 11, 2009 14:52:10 GMT -5
Celtik missed the first swing but the stab got him in the gut, making him drop one of his guns. He looked at the man, that used to be the old lady and said, with blood dripping from his mouth. "Interesting... Very interesting." Both of his hand started to crackle. His free hand he placed on the sword and the other was forming a ball at the other end of the gun. He then fired the gun and send the current though the sword.
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Post by annabelle on Oct 12, 2009 0:23:27 GMT -5
And that was sadly unavoidable on Annabelle's part, at least in this form. She gritted her teeth and let out a sharp yell as the electrical current shot itself through the sword and through her body. As she was sent backwards the sword shaped itself back into its original staff form and the blue aura that surrounded Annabelle released itself from her body, floating upwards.
The older woman shook as she pushed to get back up. That didn't work as well as she'd liked, of course. She should have known she was dealing with the ruler of Tuono of all places...
She couldn't get back to her feet, they were shaking so much, she'd lost control of them. Closing her eyes, she kept her hands firmly on the ground as she tried to think of another spirit, something that could help her at the moment...
Soon enough another glow took over Annabelle and her features softened, though she remained on her hands and knees on the ground. Katrina Wilsord was next, a woman who was very experienced in the craft of manipulating the very earth with her own mind. From where Annabelle was, it would be an advantage for her to work with the spirit of Katrina.
In another instant, the ground crumbled and shook, and the stones around Celtik and Selina flew upwards before the icy ground beneath them formed sharp points and stabbed at them from the ground up.
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Post by King Celtik B. Donnerlupo on Oct 12, 2009 10:32:42 GMT -5
Celtik moved quickly to avoid most of the stalagmites that was attacking at him. He grabbed his gun and then sped off to Kara. He pointed his guns at her and said "Like I told you earlier, you will never get the throne back."
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Post by Selina Baumon on Oct 13, 2009 10:34:45 GMT -5
Selina stumbled out of the way of the attack barely, and twirled her finger around in the air. Of course it looked silly, something Selina would normally do...except this time she really was summoning a spell dun dun dunnn.
One that had to be worked on, built up. And so she remained hiding behind Celtik as she got it ready. She didn't want to be hit by that crazy old woman again.
"Old people are supposed to be dead!" she yelled at her.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Oct 13, 2009 12:53:24 GMT -5
Yeligar hopped down in front of Selina and pointed it at her. "You have already forgotten? I am your enemy, you should have been focusing on me." He plainly stated at as he hit her away from Celtik. As soon as they were far away, he pressed the red blade back in the lance, and the fiery aura had return to the lance.
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Post by Selina Baumon on Oct 17, 2009 3:04:19 GMT -5
Selina glared at Yeligar as an electrical charge curled up and around her body.
"I choose my own enemies; you only get a say in where you want your body to be buried," she laughed hysterically again as she shot a bolt of lightning from her fingertips towards Yeligar.
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Post by annabelle on Oct 17, 2009 3:07:46 GMT -5
Behind Celtik came the creeping figure of a large, clay monster that had slowly risen from the ground where Annabelle stood, large chunks of ice mixed in as it came to life and stood tall over everyone in the temple. It took the shape of a chunky human, which raised its fist high in the air and took a hefty swing at Celtik's head from behind.
"Leave that girl alone," Annabelle snarled under her breath, hoping the attack would take the man by surprise.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Oct 17, 2009 11:02:52 GMT -5
Yeligar gave a determined stare at her, while saying nothing. He swung his lance, glowing in a neon red color, right at her opened hand, shooting the lightning bolts. The lance connected with the bolts, and it channeled though Yeligar. He felt the painful shock, but luckily, the 4 other blades were in his hands. The yellow blade had sparks shooting out of it, so that way, Yeligar did not break his swing, towards her.
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Post by King Celtik B. Donnerlupo on Oct 17, 2009 11:11:44 GMT -5
Celtik turned towards the mud monster, and raised his guns, but that barely did anything to the blow. He was slammed to the ground, with an unnatural force. He hacked up some blood. Damn, I am not going to make it without my medicine. I am going have to retreat soon. But, what is going to happened to Selina? He looked up to see Selina and her opponent fighting.
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