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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Dec 8, 2009 15:44:20 GMT -5
Yeligar saw the other blade a bit too late because of the eye patch, and the sword him him on the side. Once he was hit, he pulled out the yellow blade that was in his lance, and swung down at Roxa's arm.
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Post by King Roxa Hiaten on Dec 8, 2009 16:07:25 GMT -5
Roxa moved but his movements were just that little bit too slow, the blade cut through the fabric of his armour and grazed against his arm, growling slightly in pain he pressed a boot forward aiming to kick Yeligar back a few feet.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Dec 8, 2009 16:24:23 GMT -5
As Yeligar stumbled backwards, he slid the yellow blade back into the lance. He then pointed it at Roxa's core. Four other blade came off of his back and make were surrounding the lance. He then stabbed at him, but the 4 other blade extended farther than the lance.
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Post by King Roxa Hiaten on Dec 8, 2009 16:28:34 GMT -5
"Damnit" Roxa growled as he lept back, he lept upwards landing on two of the blades and then using his swords to parry away the other two, he lept up above the lance with the tip just scraping the bottom of his foot and then brought himself down towards the man's head.
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Post by Zeke Omoihake on Dec 8, 2009 17:00:56 GMT -5
"Oh no, you want a fight buddy, you do it yourself!" Zeke shouted out, at once materializing the dozens of arrows, swords and axes. The second they took shape they flew out straight for the Saints, many targeting the dead center where Kain was. Zeke's brush hung right in front of him, working quickly to place a large circle in between him and the Saints before starting the first few strokes of a pair of arms.
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Post by Van on Dec 8, 2009 17:03:15 GMT -5
Van stood back, waiting for an oppritunity to get into the battle.
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Post by Ryhart Creedence on Dec 8, 2009 17:19:55 GMT -5
"Wrong thing to say...." He began to slowly step backward and created an empty fighting circle around himself. "They want a fight, they can have a fight. So lets give them one... who will fight me?..."
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Dec 8, 2009 17:24:18 GMT -5
Yeligar raised his lance so the hilt to block the blades as much as possible. He got a cut on his cheek, but he didn't care. His hilt was touching his blades, so he sent an electrical pulse though the hilt to his blades.
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Post by Kain Angelo on Dec 8, 2009 17:37:37 GMT -5
Kain had his eyes closed as the weapons flew to him, then suddenly his body was wrapped into a steel armor much like Everto's except it looked weaker. The weapons hit slamming into him but then falling to the ground, the armor shattering along with it.
"I suppose that was a challenge..." he spun his hand and Roxa's black blade appeared, granted it looked like it could break within ten minutes or so but it was a sword nevertheless, "Well then I accept."
He jumped over to Zeke swinging the black blade to the side trying to slit his chest.
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Post by Zeke Omoihake on Dec 8, 2009 17:52:59 GMT -5
Zeke watched with curiosity as Kain formed the items seemingly out of nothing, grinning with delight. "So you can create objects too? I wonder which of us is better at it." As Kain approached for the attack, the circle in between them formed as an oversized buckler, stopping the blow cold. The defense he prepared gave him just enough time for the brush to complete the arms and bring them forth. Zeke gave the ethereal looking arms a quick flex before he kicked the shield down hard, hoping to knock Kain away.
"Your move Kain." Zeke raised his arms up in defense as his brush went to work, drawing out a tube like image right behind him.
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Post by Kain Angelo on Dec 8, 2009 17:58:50 GMT -5
Kain flipped back landing and tossing the blade away, the blade shattered on touch with the ground.
"Fine then..." he raised his hand and a lance appeared into his hand, it was Yeligar's lance. With a twirl of it the sky shot out rain falling hard onto them. "Tell me, what's the chances of a targeted lightning bolt missing in rain... the answer is 1 out of 100."
With another wave two lightning bolts sped through the clouds right at Zeke.
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Post by Zee on Dec 8, 2009 18:33:12 GMT -5
The bolts hit an invisible barrier and disspersed. Zee fell to his knees, took a few breaths, then stood back up. "Not if your a magician."
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Post by Zeke Omoihake on Dec 8, 2009 18:35:41 GMT -5
Zeke cried out as the bolts nearly struck him. Yet he saw the crash of light strike seemingly thin air and turned to Zee. "Thank Zee, I owe you one." He turned to take a closer look at Kain's new weapon. "That's... that's Yeligar's lance. How did you...?" His eyes darted to see Yeligar still in the heat of combat, his lance held firmly in his hands. Everything clicked in an instant. "So, you can steal other's equipment eh? That is interesting, but let's see how got a copy holds up."
Zeke charged down at Kain, brush in tow firing off quick arrows meant to distract him. At the last second he leapt off to the side to reveal the tube drawing, now a cannon that blasted off a grape shot(shotgun styled cannon ammo) right for his foe. "Surprise!" Zeke shouted out in retaliation, a sly grin hinting at more than just the attack he had fired. Sure enough behind him the brush moved strangely, seemingly sketching out an intricate pattern while swirling around Zeke to form a spiral around him and a few blades around him.
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Post by Zee on Dec 8, 2009 18:37:56 GMT -5
Zee flipped open his book and started flipping through it, trying to find a good spell. He nodded at Zeke. "No problem."
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Post by Kain Angelo on Dec 8, 2009 18:47:23 GMT -5
Kain knew he couldn't block all the strikes Zeke had made, dodging them was his only hope. So he jumped into the air dodging the arrows but the canon shot was another story, he had hoped the rain blocked the aim of it, he was wrong and if he didn't dodge at the last second it would have torn his arm off.
So your style of battling is to confuse your enemy then strike with something bigger, interesting.
He gave the lance a toss letting it shatter on touch with the ground, he then held out his hand, his eyes started to change from the black to light.
"Ain...Soph... Aur..." he said, he remembered to steal this from Mark, so the big ball of light flew from his hands, smaller then Mark's but still big.
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