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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 3, 2010 22:18:45 GMT -5
Trucido had his eyes covered from the bright flashed, and he was stumbling around. "You are too loud!" he said, as he heard him shouting, as one of his wings shot out and strike at Yeligar.
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Annette
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The Homunculus
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Post by Annette on Jun 3, 2010 22:35:03 GMT -5
"T-t-thanks...." were the only words she could say before it started to hurt when she spoke. And still, she wanted to fight, Even though she's basically paralyzed due to the pain. She waited patiently until someone came over to help her, or at least until the pain subsides.
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Post by Zelos Shinigami-Mezmillion on Jun 4, 2010 6:36:35 GMT -5
Zelos was struggling getting his servants outside when he felt a large amount of spirit energy gather around Trucido, it was fluid no matter how many times Trucido was getting hit by an attack. He was building up for something, that kind of attack could take out everyone around them.
"Andy, Lunetise call off your attacks. He's gonna take out everything around him," he turned to Mark and Yeligar. "Get them out of here and someone get them-" gesturing to Rialith and Faeylinn- "out as well!"
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Jun 4, 2010 7:01:04 GMT -5
"Wha- OOFF!" Yeligar shouted as he got stabbed in the gut by wing. He started to swing his lance at Trucido but the wing distance him too far for a hit.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Jun 4, 2010 9:57:52 GMT -5
Mark: How, how much longer will this conflict between the two of us go on for!? *Mark yelled at Trucido.* Next time we meet we end this, no matter what happens one of us must die! *Mark yelled taking a step back before holding up his hand and in one swift movement he copied the Archangel sign that meant 'to promise'. He then warped away right to Annette.*
Mark: Need some help? *He grinned holding out his hand.*
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Post by Tempest on Jun 4, 2010 15:48:49 GMT -5
Tempest had been watching the battle, not knowing if he should enter or not. Eh, his non-violence side said, you shouldn't. You don't even have your weapons, you should run while you have the chance. He shook his head. I'll just wait here in case they do need help. So tempest stayed where he was, waiting for an opportunity.
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Post by Riliath Infernus on Jun 4, 2010 16:31:32 GMT -5
Riliath was walking past Tempest and seeing he was planning on staying put he growled "Your not dying here boy!" He said holstering his huge weapon and taking a step towards him, towering over him "So retreat before I pick you up and throw you!"
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 5, 2010 10:14:29 GMT -5
"Whatever, you cowards. You won't even fight me in a weaken state, you are truly pathetic. You all are, fighting for a doomed world!" He shouted to everyone that was still there. " I will make you all recognize how insignificant you are to the gods! Only then, will you see that my cause is just, and side with me!"
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Post by Tempest on Jun 5, 2010 11:53:06 GMT -5
"Fine, but we need to help Yeligar first." Tempest said as he maneuvered around Rillath. "Come on if you don't want me to die," he said over his shoulder.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Jun 5, 2010 20:16:35 GMT -5
Yeligar tried to pull himself off of the wing, but all attempts had failed. He then thought of something, and pointed his lance at Trucido. "Good-bye for now, Heat Wave!" he said. A red blast from his lance was fired, and the burst blasted Yeligar off of the wing. He landed a few feet away, and he tired to get up, before Trucido did anything too dangerous.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Jun 5, 2010 20:57:35 GMT -5
Ayalan frowned at the scene, many people being hurt, many casualities he was sure.
...And Zelos' control must have looked horrible given the situation. He ran inside, tapping Riliath's shoulder. "You hear Zelos? We don't have time for this." Ayalan knew that the best COA for this would be to pull out his sword, as weak as it was, and go to Trucido's left side, away from Yeligar. He spun the sword hilt around his hand, and tossed it like a spear at Trucido.
This was a stupid idea, but Yeligar needed a minute for sure.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 5, 2010 21:28:08 GMT -5
Trucido was struck with the fire move, and was sent back for a bit. He had a burnt mark on his right side of his torso, but he wasn't fazed by it. The sword clanked with the bone remains of his wing. Trucido looked around, and saw Aya in the lunging position, and growled at him. "Trying to save this worthless world too?" He picked up the sword, and stabbed the air. However, a small portal appeared and engulf his arm and the sword. The other end was straight at Aya's face.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Jun 5, 2010 21:36:20 GMT -5
Ayalan looked at Trucido with a growl, and nodded to his question, before opening his eyes, and watching Trucido's actions. He tried to figure out the actions that were becoming more..vorpal.
Suddenly, Aya felt his face in seething pain, the force, the firey taste of the blade. He had tilted his head, avoiding the instant death of a stab through his head, but because of his fast movement, he instead had a slash, from one corner of his face, across his cheek down to his neck, shaking and taking a few steps back.
"..."..He looked up at Trucido, bleeding a bit, and put up two fingers, pointed at him, ushering him to try again.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 5, 2010 21:54:14 GMT -5
"What is the matter, sad?" He asked him, "I will make sure you will not be disappointed with this next move!" He then stab all six of his sharpened wing tips into the portal. Hundreds of portals opened up and the wings would go thought one and into another portal. "Where will they end?!" he asked, then 2 were pointed at Aya's back, one at his chest, another at his gut, one coming up from the bottom.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Jun 5, 2010 22:05:49 GMT -5
It was inevitable.
Ayalan quickly watched all around him, and saw a few of the portals light up. Thinking he was smart, he dodged backwards; right into the two wings, piercing his back and he growled out in pain, holding onto them to avoid the deepening of his wounds, leaving his hands preoccupied.
He felt ...different, as he thrusted himself off of the wings, and seeing the next few advancing for the kill, he jumped up, and floated, focusing as he watched Trucido.
"C..certainly a God of your stature has more to offer than a few parlor tricks.." He had no weapons left, the sword was at Trucido's side, and Aya would have to rely on reflexes and magic....despite he felt pretty drained, what with the two drilled holes in his back.
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