Post by stevenbladearm on Jun 22, 2008 18:39:08 GMT -7
A two on one fight in the forest.
SangaiAiko and Steven_Bladearm (with some help from Silent_Song) vs. Magor
*note* While editing some parts of the posts may have been deleted, not much but enough to be confusing. Also there were some people observing and they are referenced to in the posts. Just a heads up.
09:00:36 Magor quickened it's clumsy pace a little, though apparently it wasn't capable of much movement-wise. The echoing voice from inside the armor almost squealed with excitement "~VOICES~ My lady I heard voices~! Here they are, mistress. Cut down this tree, then see them we will, cut it mistress, break it! Let us see the corpses-to-be~!" It stood still now, raising the flaming sword up over it's head. The soothing voice drifted out from the sword in response. "Yes, master." it said simply. And instantly, the blade struck down, carving into the tree deeply. But it was not the blade that would topple the old tree. The blue flame that flickered around the possessed blade ignited the wood, catching fire faster than natural, the tree burned to cinders and reduced to ashes in a mere twenty seconds before the haunted suit of metal. Cackling with insane glee, the empty shell took four shuddering steps forward, putting the ashes of the tree behind it. Now with no barrier between itself and the two living. (c)
09:03:10 [Magor] The excited voice echoed again "We see them, mistress! We may burn them! Patience no more, mistress? Turn them into corpses, dress you in scarlet my lady! Beautiful corpses to be seen! We shall make them, mistress, shall we?" The voice echoed a giggle as the blade answered. "Yes we shall, master. As you wish."
09:15:15 Steven_Bladearm The cloaked mercenary shrugged for a second before placing his hands back under his cloak, "It doesn't look like I'll get a choice in the matter." As soon as he finished talking the haunted armor destroyed the tree. In the split second it took the creature to slice through the tree, the young man had drawn two swords. In his left hand a katana shrouded in a dark aura, in his right a broadsword shining with a strange light. The weapons weren't enchanted, he had forced his own energy into the blades. The combination of shadow and light was a strange thing to see. Holding each weapon to his side his cold deep blue eyes focused on the creature in front of him. He popped his neck put on a blank look, "Easier said than done, sure as sure."
09:29:43 SangaiAiko skidded backwards slightly from the pure force as the tree was destroyed. 'Hm,' she thought. 'His movements seem powerful but unbalanced. I have a fair amount of swiftness, speed, and fluidity so I should be able to out maneuver him there and use my abilities to out power him. If I can do that. Normally I wouldn't have a problem fighting with a partner but I haven't known Steven that long, so I have no idea what he is planning or what his strengths are. Its probably the same for him. I guess we'll both have to play it careful, or even more careful than usual.' She drew her katana. Well, on the bright side they wouldn't get bored. Wow, when you found that as the only bright side the situation must be pretty sad. Her katana started to pulse with dark purple and black energy, her energy. Despite her attitude towards life was usually upbeat and happy her energy was a dark, sickening purple. Which was odd considering that ones energy reflects their soul. The reason for the color of her energy was unknown to
09:47:23 Magor laughed even louder, the sound dripping with sadistic glee, mocking it's foes. "They bring more mistress, hehe~! More bodies, ingredients for corpses! We have a tasty recipe, yes mistress?" The suit stood still now, suddenly firm-footed, holding the blade outwards with the pose of a seasoned swordsman. The high pitched voice lowered into a wicked snarl as it crowed to it's victims "Let's get cooking!" Swinging the sword horizontally through the air, the blue blade emitting from the blade took flight, crossing the distance swiftly in the form of a horizontal arc of fire, threatening to burn whatever it touches. The suit resumed it's sickening laughter, reveling in the fight as soon as it had begun. "Burn, bodies, burn! Crispy corpses we shall have! A gift for my lady!" Preparing to swing it's sword again before the first attack had even reached it's enemy. The soothing, eerie voice of the blade cooed in response. "Yes, master. Burn them for me. Color me red."
10:02:29 Steven_Bladearm The mercenary took in the situation with his cold calculating eyes; two using single a katana, himself using a broadsword and katana, and the one that hasn't entered the clearing yet vs. a haunted suit of armor and a haunted blade. He was brought from his musing by the arc of fire flying towards the assembled fighters. Thinking quickly and hoping the others would dodge he leapt into a tree on the other side of the attack. In a flash he had vanished and reappeared behind the hulking armor. "Twilight Edge..." Swinging his sword horizontally he hit the armor, the tips of the blades meeting midway. The dark aura of the katana counteracted violently with the light of the broadsword and there was a brief flash and an immense surge of power.
10:06:08 SangaiAiko looked over to the one approaching but couldn't reply for there was now a horizontal trail of fire shooting at them. She turned and did several forward handsprings to the side, the fire shooting past her. She landed the last in a crouching position, ready to dodge the next attack. If the second attack is directed at her she would do a simple back roil into a standing position and jump back, avoiding it as well. She saw Steven had positioned himself behind the other and smiled slightly. Perfect. She brought her hands back far enough for her shoulder blades to pinch together and then forwards again, clapping her hands together. A siren sounded for the brief moment of impact and a force made of pure sound waves so high pitched very few would be able to hear them even in the slightest. The force would throw everything in its way backwards, being very powerful. And since the Steven was behind the armored one, he would be thrown into Stevens attack and that much more damage from both hers and his empowered one
10:10:11 [Silent Song] Without a second thought, he realizes the mass of armor as evil. Soul without flesh. Another as the vampires, liches, and zombies like at home? Those with a true life need all the help they can get. He darts toward the living group, but dodges out of the impact. As he begins to sing, the collected heroes around him feel faster, stronger, and more courageous than a few moments prior.
10:21:47 Magor was helplessly thrown onto Steven's blades, the sheer force of energy immediately scattered the armor pieces about the forest floor. The right arm landed off to the right, still holding the sword. The head launched off and landed somewhere in the woods behind, the legs crumpled where the stood. The torso, attached to the left arm fell forwards, bouncing as it landed. There was a brief pause, silence. Before the echoing laughter resumed, without warning. The legs righted them selves, sweeping out at Steven's ankles in an attempted tripping maneuver. The chest took flight, speeding towards Sangai at high speed, right before her. While the right arm complete with sword, approached her from the side. The cackling voice exclaimed loudly, the origin of the voice seeming to come from every single separate piece. "Strong they are, mistress! What fun they shall be! How precious their blood! How beautiful their corpses will be! A pretty shade of red they will color you my lady! Hehehee~!"
10:32:39 Steven_Bladearm Stood back in a defensive stance after the armor scattered. His sharp eyes darted to each of the separated pieces, Its not over yet, where will the attack come fr-. He was broken from his thoughts by the sudden movement at his feet. He barely dodged the sweep in time and ended up back in the trees, his eyes darkening, the color in them actually grew darker, as he swept the area. "Miss Toshiya keep on your toes!" His warning came a bit late as the chest piece and the sword had already begun moving towards her. His gaze fell on the other man in the clearing, "You just gonna stand there all day or are you gonna help?" His voice was calm, despite the circumstances. He kept his blades at the ready, to react at a moments notice.
10:42:03 [Silent Song] Seeing what was happening, but not quite believing his eyes, he knew that he had to try to help the young lady that was soon to be double teamed. Running towards the chest piece, he jumped into the air, attempting to kick the armor piece out of the air. All the while, he maintains his inspiring song, hoping to aid his would be new found allies.
10:46:25 SangaiAiko 's eyes widened at the sight of both the arm and chest. 'Shit,' she thought. The chest reached her first, she kicked it hard with a high kick right in the center, sending it backwards. She saw the young man run up. "No problem!" she called in reply to Steven. "Hey," she said to the young man who had just approached, just missing the chest with a kick. The song that reached her ears empowered her, even more than most because she was a sound demon. "Thanks." The hand with the sword attacked her next, she saw it only feet away and approaching rapidly as soon as she turned and was forced to throw herself to the ground on her stomach in an instant, it flew over her and turned back, slashing down. She rolled to the side and the dirt she was previously on top on was slashed. She put the closer hand to the sword palm down on the ground, as well as her closer foot and used them to boost herself up and kick the arm backwards, standing as soon as the chest plate slammed into the ground she was just lying on. She
10:46:35 [SangaiAiko] drew her katana and the blade was covering in the purple energy, she stabbed through the chest, the energy empowering the sharpness and endurance of the blade. She purposely stabbed it into the tree behind it as well, keeping it pinned to the tree. She heard a swishing and stepped to the side just in time to avoid the blade that the arm swung behind her. so instead of a vital hit all it succeeded in doing was clipping her upper arm a bit, a trail of blood dripping down to her elbow. She shifted her stance towards the sword which was coming back and readied herself for whatever attack it would use. <e>
11:06:30 Magor laughed, and laughed. It hadn't stopped laughing. Throughout the fight as it ensued, It's laughter rung through the clearing. Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, the metal suit's head flung out of the tree-line, aiming it's horn straight at the musician "Got you!" It yelled. Simultaneously, the torso pinned to the tree by Sangai, raised the still-attached left arm, pointing at Sangai while she may have been distracted by the sword. From the left hand, spiked finger-tips fired out, like bullets towards Sangai's neck. The laughing never stopped. Against Umiar, the sword-arm was un-affected by the scratches and even the rend the man had managed to inflict upon the silver metal. It swung relentlessly. When it clashed with his blade, it would simply flip around it. Since it had no body to protect. The two legs pitted against Steven now separated into six segments. two thighs, two calves, and two feet. All of which (except the feet) launched at Steven as blunt, flying projectiles, intent on beating the life from the man.
11:19:30 Steven_Bladearm The mercenary stood and continued to survey the scene, looking for any possible way to end the fight. Breaking apart the creature didn't do anything and for all accounts made the situation worse. Usually possessed armor had a weak spot, a rune or jewel that attached the should to the armor. But was this one like the others? Then there was the sword, the same could be said for it but how to find it without getting hit. His thoughts were broken as the six pieces of armor came flying at him. Thinking quickly he swung his broadsword outward, creating a barrier that held against the strikes for a while. The barrier collapsed violently and threw him from his perch but also scattered the pieces of armor. He was thrown into the trunk of a nearby tree a loud sickening crack was heard as he cracked the ancient oak. Getting to his feet after some time he against assumed a defensive stance and formed another barrier, stronger than the last as he continued to think. "Look for a weak spot something that stands out!"
11:28:11 [Silent_Song] The pain was searing. This was far worse than any dragon bite he'd had. He wrenches the helm's horn from his side. He gasps between his words and realizes they needed more support." By the Gods, we will live" is his thought. As if in answer, as he strums the harp, a bright blue light radiates out from him, and the those he calls his allies are filled with the rejuvenating feeling of life’s renewal. *user left at this time*
11:36:25 SangaiAiko looked over to the second male who came to aid her and grinned. “Thanks, I’m fine.” She shook her head slightly and muttered something about being a “Damsel in distress.” She found that amusing for some reason. She turned her attention back to the arm and prepared for another attack. It had a sword and she didn’t, so it was clear the advantage wasn’t hers, but you never know unless you try. Suddenly she heard a whoosh, bullets flying at her. Her eyes widened, not prepared for the attacked at all. She did a back flip, dodging most of them, and a series of acrobatic stunts as to avoid most of them. By the time the attack was over she had a bullet in her right hand, she had put her hand up at the last minute to avoid the bullet embedding itself in her neck, and a slash cut across her cheek from the sword that was continuing its constant attacks. She looked at her hand and dug the bullet out, letting it drop to the ground, now covered in sticky, warm blood. Her entire hand was wet and red now, and slippery <c>
11:45:07 [SangaiAiko] because of the blood. That would only make it harder. The music sounded and she felt stronger again, though she was wounded, her spirits were heightened. She side-stepped the sword again when it cut downwards, the grabbed the wrist and slammed it on the ground. She wasn’t quite sure how you would kill something that was already dead, so she devised stabbing it into something as she had done to the chest. At least it would keep them off her while she thought of a plan. Steven had said to look for something, but she really didn’t see anything. Plus it was kind of hard considering she was busy fighting it. She trapped the arm under her, foot on its wrist to keep the blade from stabbing her. She had it pinned and was devising a plan to keep it on the ground when she felt a pain in the back of her shoulder. Damn it, the bullet must have become active again when she took it out. God that sucked. She ignored the pain and continued to attempt to still the struggling arm. She yanked the sword out of its grasp and <c>
11:45:58 [SangaiAiko] stabbed it through the elbow before standing back up. <e>
12:03:45 Magor squealed with excitement once more. "Mistress! The man plays music, stronger he makes them mistress! cut him! Dress yourself in scarlet from his flesh!" the suit's voice cried, to be heard coming from every separate piece of it's body. The head that had impaled Silent_Song continued thrusting at him, the left arm had separated itself from the chest pieces, and proceeded to flail at the bard. The sword seemingly pulled itself out of the ground, releasing the right arm, which fired five more sharp finger tips at Sangai, to complete the set of ten now racing towards her from different angles. The now free right arm also took flight and started to flail at the bard, along with the now independent sword, thrusting, cutting through the air, leaving trails of blue flame. For Steven, the same four segments relentlessly pounded at him and his barriers. The soothing voice of the sword answered it's master's shouts "As you wish master, we shall cover ourselves in rubies tonight." as the sword lashed out at the bard.
12:17:17 Steven_Bladearm The likely choices; the helm, either a decorative jewel or a rune inside, the chest piece, and as for the sword, runes running along the blade or a jewel in he hilt. The man focused on the barrier as much as he could while trying to find the creatures' weakness. The bard and Miss Toshiya seemed to be doing well enough at the moment but the creature had made out the bard as a larger threat. One of the first things you learn when dealing with group combat, take out the casters first. Time was a major factor now, they had to stop the creature fast or there would be trouble. With a sigh the mercenary resolved himself and looked up with his now near black hues, "I guess I don't have a choice." Placing his katana in the ground he began to focus a strange blue light into his left hand. The with a shout he slammed it into his chest, just above his heart, "Seal Break!!!" There was a blinding flash and a swirling of a black flame wrapped around the man. When the flash had subsided the man seemed different,<c>
12:20:25 [Steven_Bladearm] <c> his whole body glowed faintly, a reddish color and all around him burned black flames that added strength to his barrier and then he looked up. Gone were his deep blue eyes now replaced with burning red ones, where his eyes should have been white there was nothing but black. "Lets begin shall we?" His voice was the same but there was something different about it, like it wasn't really his. In a flash he dispelled the barrier and struck out at the imposing pieces of armor. Striking each one at least seven times each.
12:34:18 SangaiAiko saw the ten bullets coming at her from all separate directions, her eyes widening. She brought her hands back and clapped them together as she had done before, a force and brief siren sending all those in front of her back and into the trees around them. She the ducked and the ones behind went right over her head before turning and coming back at her. She jumped up and clapped again, forcing those back as well and embedding themselves into the tree trunks. She continued to duck and dodge the hand and sword as they swung at her. She drew multiple throwing knife and pinned the arm to a tree with three, one in the hand, on in the elbow, and one at the end of the upper arm where it was cut off. She took out her iron fan and began to block the attacks from the sword rather than just dodge them. She hit particularly hard and sent then sword backwards, blade going into a tree. Gotta love those trees. She made a fist pump, finally being able to go help Steven, when she saw the other arm and head coming at her.
12:34:38 [SangaiAiko] “Give me a break!” she shouted to herself more than the ones attacking her. The head thrust at her repeatedly, she stepped back wards with each thrust until finally her back hit a tree. Another thrust and she rolled to the side, the horns embedding in the trunk. She stopped a moment to pat the trunk of the tree and smile. She never knew trees could be so handy in one battle. She had always used them once in a while to bounce off of when she was thrown or whatever by holy fuck, this was crazy. Wow, whatever deity was up there must not have had much originality when they wrote out the destiny for this battle. Now all that was left was the other arm, which continuously swung at her head, which she blocked with her iron fan. So far her upper harm was nicked by the blade, her hand had a bullet wound, as did her shoulder, and she had a slash across her cheek. Not to bad considering all the trouble it took to get these guys down. Not even killed, just down, she didn’t even know how temporary it was, and on top of
12:53:32 Magor had abruptly stopped laughing. In fact, without the infinite laughter there was something quite foreboding about the suit. After a very long pause, a gurgling, growling voice echoed, coming from all the amour’s pieces. A frightening change from the usual manic, high-pitched cries. "Cut me loose, my lady... I don't want trees any more. Cut me lose!" the voice roared. And so the soothing voice responded, very quickly, almost distressed sounding in tone. "Yes master, right away!" And with that, the sword pulled itself free from the tree, after levering itself up and down to loosen the trunk's hold. The blade darted between the trees, smashing the knives blades, freeing the pieces of armor pinned to the trees. it came to the helmet, cutting deep into the wood all around the embedded horn, allowing it to pull itself out (with a chunk of wood included on the end.) All the pieces began flying back to the chest, which had remained pinned by Sangai's katana. The beaten and dented legs reformed first, as they (c)
12:57:31 Magor were already free. Next the arms, head. The fingers flew in out of all directions. Finally, the sword returned to it's rightful place in the suit's hand. The blue flame flickering around it grew brighter again. Walking forwards, it slid along the blade of Sangai's Katana, until it reached the tang, there, it pulled until the blade freed from the trunk, though remained impaling the chest piece. The suit now took a firm stance as it had in the beginning, taking a swipe with it's sword. Though this time, no flame was expelled from it. It struck the air again, again, again and again in quick succession. At first it seemed there was no objective. Until the flame surrounding the sword grew increasingly bigger, and bigger, with each strike...
13:01:51 Magor The sickening voice rumbled out from the hollow suit of armor. first quietly, and then louder with each word it spoke. "This is the end of your tricks... NO. MORE. TREES!" it screamed, raising it's blade to the sky, the roaring blue flames erupted from it's tip, shooting up into the sky before raining back down, incinerating a great many of the trees in a nearby radius. The bolts of flame bounced off the ground, leaped across from tree to tree, reaping destruction and leaving naught but ash. It's rage gone, the suit's manic, high-pitched voice returned with a giggle. "Now we can play again~"
13:12:21 Steven_Bladearm The mercenary lit out a shrill whistle and smirked to himself as he made his way over to his fighting partner and faced the suit of armor again. "Well that is a nifty trick. Tell me do you do birthdays?" There was no worry in his voice, in fact it seemed slightly amused at the situation. He rested his blades on his shoulders and cast a glance at Toshiya, "You still able to fight?" The red eyes encircled in black would be disturbing to the normal person but if one was to look closely you could still make out faint traces of blue in them. Turning his attention back to the armor, "Tell me, what is you are called? I'd like to commit it to memory."
13:23:25 SangaiAiko gulped. Crap. That was the end of that strategy. Her only strategy. She nodded to Steven. “I could go all week.” Suddenly a new strategy dawned on her. Her katana was still stuck in his chest plate. Perfect. She glanced over to Steven. He seemed so sure and confident. She decided it would be best to wait and see if what he had planned worked, if not she would have to take out a few tricks she had up her sleeve as well, and start taking things a little seriously. So far she had shown some of her minor tricks, things she would use on any demon, but if Steven didn’t take him down for the count here she would have to start considering using one of her real abilities. This was cool because she seldom did and it might be fun to see if they were still as good as they used to be. Well, she knew they were because she had still practiced with them, but she was curious on their effect on this one. She actually found it kind of amusing that he rambled about wanting to taste their blood. After all, she had three
13:23:39 [SangaiAiko] different kinds of blood in her, so it was bad blood. She was once rejected by a starving vampire because he didn’t want to taste it. And that was pretty sad. <e>
13:40:51 Magor giggled with disgusting glee, still pointing the sword in the air. The echoing voice sounded again, talking to it's weapon in hand. "They speak to us, mistress. Do we listen? Shall we give them last words before we make corpses? Shall we answer their little questions?! give them acknowledgement, Mistress, we should! Let them know they were truly alive before they are dead." It lowered the sword, it's arms now flat by it's side. The Sword's smooth voice drifted out in response. "We shall, master. Tell them what we are, let them come back as ghosts for revenge, and we may laugh at them. Then they will see how strong we are, master!" In unison, the two voices spoke out, exactly at the same time, word for word, with the same pace and tone of voice. "Our lord named us Magor. Together. Apart, we are nameless. Our lord is fearsome. Pray you die at our feet and never meat the great master. It's better for you in the end." After which, the giggling returned, and the flame surrounding the blade grew bright again.
13:50:17 Steven_Bladearm The mercenary continued to smile, black bolts of energy darted across his body. The air around him dropped in temperature a few degrees. The aura about him was both dark and comforting. It was from his smirk that he spoke again, "I'm sure your lord is fearsome, at least to you anyway. Tell me construct, why is you believe you were created? Is it because your lord felt like making a pawn or because he needs you to protect a weakness." He lowered his swords to his side and popped his neck, "You see the thing about those who create constructs is, they always have a weakness and that is why they require the aid of those such as you." He spoke slowly and calmly, only the slightest hint of amusement in his voice. The look in his eyes was dead serious as he took in the armor with his cold gaze, "Constructs are only as strong as the material they are forged from...." He took a step forward and vanished reappearing in the air slashing at the creatures helm, then again at its chest, then the legs and <c>
13:51:09 [Steven_Bladearm] <c> arms in turn, alternating between swords as he did so. Each blow landed with the force of a small explosion and when he landed on the ground he vanished again appearing once more at Miss Toshiya's side.
14:02:31 SangaiAiko smiled slightly. “So it was your master that turned you into a slit-faced psycho?” she asked. The stopped and listened to Steven. Come to think of it, a lot of the things he said just now really did make a lot of sense. She watched as he attacked and smirked Perfect. She reached her hand out towards her katana that was still in the others chest plate and the symbols carved on the blade started to glow that dark, sickening purple of the Khai clan. A rope of the same colored energy suddenly shot from it to her hand, which she grabbed. Blasts of purple energy suddenly traveled up the rope, hitting the one on the other side. In total there were about five. She then yanked sharply on the rope every time her allied attacked him, pulling him towards the attack as to increase the damage significantly ink addition to the damage the blasts of energy had already done. After the attacks stopped she gave another tug and the blade released itself from the armor and back to her hand. As soon as she grasped the hilt the
14:03:04 [SangaiAiko] rope disappeared. She then stepped back and twirled the katana around her head. The blade began to glow as well as the symbols on it. She then stuck the blade into the ground and a sphere of purple energy shot from the hilt up into the sky. It disappeared for a moment before coming back down, but no longer a sphere but a bird. The bird was big, resembling a larger version of the phoenix except the feather were the color of her energy: Black and sickening purple. It landed next to her. She ran a hand over its wing for a moment, a small smile touching her lips. “You’ll aid me, won’t you Hotaru? Of course you will,” She said. <e>
14:13:33 Magor flinched backwards under the attacks, it's armor being split and rendered by Steven's strikes, and great cracks and fissures had formed around the point Sangai's katana had penetrated. Regardless of the damage dealt to it's armor, hindered only by the concussive force of the attacks it didn't try to block, it resumed charging up the vicious blue flame by slashing the air with the blade. "Burn them, mistress. no more talk, no more play. Burn them!" The speed with which the armor slashed with the sword was quite impressive, completing three strikes per second. After five seconds the flame surrounding the blade became humungous, the swipes continued. The flame was almost consuming the suit of armor, though undamaging, and still it struck the air. At last, it stopped, and held the blade out, aiming at it's enemies sword. "Now, die." The suit chimed. "It will be over soon." The voice crooned with it. And so the flames were released, erupting again in a spiral of azure inferno.
14:23:38 Steven_Bladearm The merc continued to wear a smirk as the construct released its flames. He stood there bringing his blades up before him making an X with his arms and the crossed blades. He closed his eyes briefly and then brought both blades down and began to swing them around in two great circles. The aura of each blade grew more intense and the track the swords followed seemed to form two massive circles. As the flames met the aura a great shield was formed in front of the mercenary and Toshiya. "If you have a plan now would be a good time miss."
14:43:33 SangaiAiko ran her hand across the birds wing, a smile touching her lips. The bird, Hotaru, stepped in front of her, absorbing the strike. “You see my ally here is immune to the element of fire, since he’s a fire-bird, see.” She smiled up at the bird. “Wanna show him what you’re made of, Hotaru?” the bird suddenly flew off the ground into the air. “Right,” she said to Steven. “I will.” She glanced over her shoulder at the green being that stood behind them. She wasn’t really looking at him, since seeing wasn’t her strength she couldn’t see far enough to actually see him, but she could hear him. She could hear his heartbeat, breathing, even the sound of the blood rushing through his veins. This sounded quite like a waterfall. Anyway, turning back she watched as Hotaru flew into the air and flapped its wings, fire raining down on their opponent. The fire was black ,lined with the dark purple. After the fire was shot down the bird itself flew down, grabbed Magor by the shoulders, flew back up, and dropped him. Then he
14:43:51 [SangaiAiko] began to throw more fire. <E>
14:51:17 Magor laughed and giggled throughout the spectacle the fire beating against the metal of it's armor, scorching it, heating it until it began to glow red with heat. Then did it stop laughing. "Mistress! They burn us! they MELT us! They melt that place! That place will be gone! Help me, my lady~!" It cried, too late. The onslaught of black flame heating the suit's armor, mainly it's chest area. The chest caved in, the metal losing it's shape and beginning to ooze out in a pool. And with that, the armor fell silent. The sword had torn itself from the suit's grasp and took flight, distancing itself from the fighters and the new inanimate suit of armor, it shrieked "You broke it! You broke the master's suit! We hate you, we hate you! Kill you we will. A new suit we shall have! The lord will find him again, make him a new suit! Back we will be! And you will be our first victims!" it flew away rapidly as it shrieked veraciously, flying off towards the eastern mountain wall. The armor suit lay still now (c)
14:52:42 [Magor] melted into the ground, if left by the two warriors, it might remain for many years to come. A new forest would grow around it, and it, would become a monument of the battles soon to come to this land. (e)
SangaiAiko and Steven_Bladearm (with some help from Silent_Song) vs. Magor
*note* While editing some parts of the posts may have been deleted, not much but enough to be confusing. Also there were some people observing and they are referenced to in the posts. Just a heads up.
09:00:36 Magor quickened it's clumsy pace a little, though apparently it wasn't capable of much movement-wise. The echoing voice from inside the armor almost squealed with excitement "~VOICES~ My lady I heard voices~! Here they are, mistress. Cut down this tree, then see them we will, cut it mistress, break it! Let us see the corpses-to-be~!" It stood still now, raising the flaming sword up over it's head. The soothing voice drifted out from the sword in response. "Yes, master." it said simply. And instantly, the blade struck down, carving into the tree deeply. But it was not the blade that would topple the old tree. The blue flame that flickered around the possessed blade ignited the wood, catching fire faster than natural, the tree burned to cinders and reduced to ashes in a mere twenty seconds before the haunted suit of metal. Cackling with insane glee, the empty shell took four shuddering steps forward, putting the ashes of the tree behind it. Now with no barrier between itself and the two living. (c)
09:03:10 [Magor] The excited voice echoed again "We see them, mistress! We may burn them! Patience no more, mistress? Turn them into corpses, dress you in scarlet my lady! Beautiful corpses to be seen! We shall make them, mistress, shall we?" The voice echoed a giggle as the blade answered. "Yes we shall, master. As you wish."
09:15:15 Steven_Bladearm The cloaked mercenary shrugged for a second before placing his hands back under his cloak, "It doesn't look like I'll get a choice in the matter." As soon as he finished talking the haunted armor destroyed the tree. In the split second it took the creature to slice through the tree, the young man had drawn two swords. In his left hand a katana shrouded in a dark aura, in his right a broadsword shining with a strange light. The weapons weren't enchanted, he had forced his own energy into the blades. The combination of shadow and light was a strange thing to see. Holding each weapon to his side his cold deep blue eyes focused on the creature in front of him. He popped his neck put on a blank look, "Easier said than done, sure as sure."
09:29:43 SangaiAiko skidded backwards slightly from the pure force as the tree was destroyed. 'Hm,' she thought. 'His movements seem powerful but unbalanced. I have a fair amount of swiftness, speed, and fluidity so I should be able to out maneuver him there and use my abilities to out power him. If I can do that. Normally I wouldn't have a problem fighting with a partner but I haven't known Steven that long, so I have no idea what he is planning or what his strengths are. Its probably the same for him. I guess we'll both have to play it careful, or even more careful than usual.' She drew her katana. Well, on the bright side they wouldn't get bored. Wow, when you found that as the only bright side the situation must be pretty sad. Her katana started to pulse with dark purple and black energy, her energy. Despite her attitude towards life was usually upbeat and happy her energy was a dark, sickening purple. Which was odd considering that ones energy reflects their soul. The reason for the color of her energy was unknown to
09:47:23 Magor laughed even louder, the sound dripping with sadistic glee, mocking it's foes. "They bring more mistress, hehe~! More bodies, ingredients for corpses! We have a tasty recipe, yes mistress?" The suit stood still now, suddenly firm-footed, holding the blade outwards with the pose of a seasoned swordsman. The high pitched voice lowered into a wicked snarl as it crowed to it's victims "Let's get cooking!" Swinging the sword horizontally through the air, the blue blade emitting from the blade took flight, crossing the distance swiftly in the form of a horizontal arc of fire, threatening to burn whatever it touches. The suit resumed it's sickening laughter, reveling in the fight as soon as it had begun. "Burn, bodies, burn! Crispy corpses we shall have! A gift for my lady!" Preparing to swing it's sword again before the first attack had even reached it's enemy. The soothing, eerie voice of the blade cooed in response. "Yes, master. Burn them for me. Color me red."
10:02:29 Steven_Bladearm The mercenary took in the situation with his cold calculating eyes; two using single a katana, himself using a broadsword and katana, and the one that hasn't entered the clearing yet vs. a haunted suit of armor and a haunted blade. He was brought from his musing by the arc of fire flying towards the assembled fighters. Thinking quickly and hoping the others would dodge he leapt into a tree on the other side of the attack. In a flash he had vanished and reappeared behind the hulking armor. "Twilight Edge..." Swinging his sword horizontally he hit the armor, the tips of the blades meeting midway. The dark aura of the katana counteracted violently with the light of the broadsword and there was a brief flash and an immense surge of power.
10:06:08 SangaiAiko looked over to the one approaching but couldn't reply for there was now a horizontal trail of fire shooting at them. She turned and did several forward handsprings to the side, the fire shooting past her. She landed the last in a crouching position, ready to dodge the next attack. If the second attack is directed at her she would do a simple back roil into a standing position and jump back, avoiding it as well. She saw Steven had positioned himself behind the other and smiled slightly. Perfect. She brought her hands back far enough for her shoulder blades to pinch together and then forwards again, clapping her hands together. A siren sounded for the brief moment of impact and a force made of pure sound waves so high pitched very few would be able to hear them even in the slightest. The force would throw everything in its way backwards, being very powerful. And since the Steven was behind the armored one, he would be thrown into Stevens attack and that much more damage from both hers and his empowered one
10:10:11 [Silent Song] Without a second thought, he realizes the mass of armor as evil. Soul without flesh. Another as the vampires, liches, and zombies like at home? Those with a true life need all the help they can get. He darts toward the living group, but dodges out of the impact. As he begins to sing, the collected heroes around him feel faster, stronger, and more courageous than a few moments prior.
10:21:47 Magor was helplessly thrown onto Steven's blades, the sheer force of energy immediately scattered the armor pieces about the forest floor. The right arm landed off to the right, still holding the sword. The head launched off and landed somewhere in the woods behind, the legs crumpled where the stood. The torso, attached to the left arm fell forwards, bouncing as it landed. There was a brief pause, silence. Before the echoing laughter resumed, without warning. The legs righted them selves, sweeping out at Steven's ankles in an attempted tripping maneuver. The chest took flight, speeding towards Sangai at high speed, right before her. While the right arm complete with sword, approached her from the side. The cackling voice exclaimed loudly, the origin of the voice seeming to come from every single separate piece. "Strong they are, mistress! What fun they shall be! How precious their blood! How beautiful their corpses will be! A pretty shade of red they will color you my lady! Hehehee~!"
10:32:39 Steven_Bladearm Stood back in a defensive stance after the armor scattered. His sharp eyes darted to each of the separated pieces, Its not over yet, where will the attack come fr-. He was broken from his thoughts by the sudden movement at his feet. He barely dodged the sweep in time and ended up back in the trees, his eyes darkening, the color in them actually grew darker, as he swept the area. "Miss Toshiya keep on your toes!" His warning came a bit late as the chest piece and the sword had already begun moving towards her. His gaze fell on the other man in the clearing, "You just gonna stand there all day or are you gonna help?" His voice was calm, despite the circumstances. He kept his blades at the ready, to react at a moments notice.
10:42:03 [Silent Song] Seeing what was happening, but not quite believing his eyes, he knew that he had to try to help the young lady that was soon to be double teamed. Running towards the chest piece, he jumped into the air, attempting to kick the armor piece out of the air. All the while, he maintains his inspiring song, hoping to aid his would be new found allies.
10:46:25 SangaiAiko 's eyes widened at the sight of both the arm and chest. 'Shit,' she thought. The chest reached her first, she kicked it hard with a high kick right in the center, sending it backwards. She saw the young man run up. "No problem!" she called in reply to Steven. "Hey," she said to the young man who had just approached, just missing the chest with a kick. The song that reached her ears empowered her, even more than most because she was a sound demon. "Thanks." The hand with the sword attacked her next, she saw it only feet away and approaching rapidly as soon as she turned and was forced to throw herself to the ground on her stomach in an instant, it flew over her and turned back, slashing down. She rolled to the side and the dirt she was previously on top on was slashed. She put the closer hand to the sword palm down on the ground, as well as her closer foot and used them to boost herself up and kick the arm backwards, standing as soon as the chest plate slammed into the ground she was just lying on. She
10:46:35 [SangaiAiko] drew her katana and the blade was covering in the purple energy, she stabbed through the chest, the energy empowering the sharpness and endurance of the blade. She purposely stabbed it into the tree behind it as well, keeping it pinned to the tree. She heard a swishing and stepped to the side just in time to avoid the blade that the arm swung behind her. so instead of a vital hit all it succeeded in doing was clipping her upper arm a bit, a trail of blood dripping down to her elbow. She shifted her stance towards the sword which was coming back and readied herself for whatever attack it would use. <e>
11:06:30 Magor laughed, and laughed. It hadn't stopped laughing. Throughout the fight as it ensued, It's laughter rung through the clearing. Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, the metal suit's head flung out of the tree-line, aiming it's horn straight at the musician "Got you!" It yelled. Simultaneously, the torso pinned to the tree by Sangai, raised the still-attached left arm, pointing at Sangai while she may have been distracted by the sword. From the left hand, spiked finger-tips fired out, like bullets towards Sangai's neck. The laughing never stopped. Against Umiar, the sword-arm was un-affected by the scratches and even the rend the man had managed to inflict upon the silver metal. It swung relentlessly. When it clashed with his blade, it would simply flip around it. Since it had no body to protect. The two legs pitted against Steven now separated into six segments. two thighs, two calves, and two feet. All of which (except the feet) launched at Steven as blunt, flying projectiles, intent on beating the life from the man.
11:19:30 Steven_Bladearm The mercenary stood and continued to survey the scene, looking for any possible way to end the fight. Breaking apart the creature didn't do anything and for all accounts made the situation worse. Usually possessed armor had a weak spot, a rune or jewel that attached the should to the armor. But was this one like the others? Then there was the sword, the same could be said for it but how to find it without getting hit. His thoughts were broken as the six pieces of armor came flying at him. Thinking quickly he swung his broadsword outward, creating a barrier that held against the strikes for a while. The barrier collapsed violently and threw him from his perch but also scattered the pieces of armor. He was thrown into the trunk of a nearby tree a loud sickening crack was heard as he cracked the ancient oak. Getting to his feet after some time he against assumed a defensive stance and formed another barrier, stronger than the last as he continued to think. "Look for a weak spot something that stands out!"
11:28:11 [Silent_Song] The pain was searing. This was far worse than any dragon bite he'd had. He wrenches the helm's horn from his side. He gasps between his words and realizes they needed more support." By the Gods, we will live" is his thought. As if in answer, as he strums the harp, a bright blue light radiates out from him, and the those he calls his allies are filled with the rejuvenating feeling of life’s renewal. *user left at this time*
11:36:25 SangaiAiko looked over to the second male who came to aid her and grinned. “Thanks, I’m fine.” She shook her head slightly and muttered something about being a “Damsel in distress.” She found that amusing for some reason. She turned her attention back to the arm and prepared for another attack. It had a sword and she didn’t, so it was clear the advantage wasn’t hers, but you never know unless you try. Suddenly she heard a whoosh, bullets flying at her. Her eyes widened, not prepared for the attacked at all. She did a back flip, dodging most of them, and a series of acrobatic stunts as to avoid most of them. By the time the attack was over she had a bullet in her right hand, she had put her hand up at the last minute to avoid the bullet embedding itself in her neck, and a slash cut across her cheek from the sword that was continuing its constant attacks. She looked at her hand and dug the bullet out, letting it drop to the ground, now covered in sticky, warm blood. Her entire hand was wet and red now, and slippery <c>
11:45:07 [SangaiAiko] because of the blood. That would only make it harder. The music sounded and she felt stronger again, though she was wounded, her spirits were heightened. She side-stepped the sword again when it cut downwards, the grabbed the wrist and slammed it on the ground. She wasn’t quite sure how you would kill something that was already dead, so she devised stabbing it into something as she had done to the chest. At least it would keep them off her while she thought of a plan. Steven had said to look for something, but she really didn’t see anything. Plus it was kind of hard considering she was busy fighting it. She trapped the arm under her, foot on its wrist to keep the blade from stabbing her. She had it pinned and was devising a plan to keep it on the ground when she felt a pain in the back of her shoulder. Damn it, the bullet must have become active again when she took it out. God that sucked. She ignored the pain and continued to attempt to still the struggling arm. She yanked the sword out of its grasp and <c>
11:45:58 [SangaiAiko] stabbed it through the elbow before standing back up. <e>
12:03:45 Magor squealed with excitement once more. "Mistress! The man plays music, stronger he makes them mistress! cut him! Dress yourself in scarlet from his flesh!" the suit's voice cried, to be heard coming from every separate piece of it's body. The head that had impaled Silent_Song continued thrusting at him, the left arm had separated itself from the chest pieces, and proceeded to flail at the bard. The sword seemingly pulled itself out of the ground, releasing the right arm, which fired five more sharp finger tips at Sangai, to complete the set of ten now racing towards her from different angles. The now free right arm also took flight and started to flail at the bard, along with the now independent sword, thrusting, cutting through the air, leaving trails of blue flame. For Steven, the same four segments relentlessly pounded at him and his barriers. The soothing voice of the sword answered it's master's shouts "As you wish master, we shall cover ourselves in rubies tonight." as the sword lashed out at the bard.
12:17:17 Steven_Bladearm The likely choices; the helm, either a decorative jewel or a rune inside, the chest piece, and as for the sword, runes running along the blade or a jewel in he hilt. The man focused on the barrier as much as he could while trying to find the creatures' weakness. The bard and Miss Toshiya seemed to be doing well enough at the moment but the creature had made out the bard as a larger threat. One of the first things you learn when dealing with group combat, take out the casters first. Time was a major factor now, they had to stop the creature fast or there would be trouble. With a sigh the mercenary resolved himself and looked up with his now near black hues, "I guess I don't have a choice." Placing his katana in the ground he began to focus a strange blue light into his left hand. The with a shout he slammed it into his chest, just above his heart, "Seal Break!!!" There was a blinding flash and a swirling of a black flame wrapped around the man. When the flash had subsided the man seemed different,<c>
12:20:25 [Steven_Bladearm] <c> his whole body glowed faintly, a reddish color and all around him burned black flames that added strength to his barrier and then he looked up. Gone were his deep blue eyes now replaced with burning red ones, where his eyes should have been white there was nothing but black. "Lets begin shall we?" His voice was the same but there was something different about it, like it wasn't really his. In a flash he dispelled the barrier and struck out at the imposing pieces of armor. Striking each one at least seven times each.
12:34:18 SangaiAiko saw the ten bullets coming at her from all separate directions, her eyes widening. She brought her hands back and clapped them together as she had done before, a force and brief siren sending all those in front of her back and into the trees around them. She the ducked and the ones behind went right over her head before turning and coming back at her. She jumped up and clapped again, forcing those back as well and embedding themselves into the tree trunks. She continued to duck and dodge the hand and sword as they swung at her. She drew multiple throwing knife and pinned the arm to a tree with three, one in the hand, on in the elbow, and one at the end of the upper arm where it was cut off. She took out her iron fan and began to block the attacks from the sword rather than just dodge them. She hit particularly hard and sent then sword backwards, blade going into a tree. Gotta love those trees. She made a fist pump, finally being able to go help Steven, when she saw the other arm and head coming at her.
12:34:38 [SangaiAiko] “Give me a break!” she shouted to herself more than the ones attacking her. The head thrust at her repeatedly, she stepped back wards with each thrust until finally her back hit a tree. Another thrust and she rolled to the side, the horns embedding in the trunk. She stopped a moment to pat the trunk of the tree and smile. She never knew trees could be so handy in one battle. She had always used them once in a while to bounce off of when she was thrown or whatever by holy fuck, this was crazy. Wow, whatever deity was up there must not have had much originality when they wrote out the destiny for this battle. Now all that was left was the other arm, which continuously swung at her head, which she blocked with her iron fan. So far her upper harm was nicked by the blade, her hand had a bullet wound, as did her shoulder, and she had a slash across her cheek. Not to bad considering all the trouble it took to get these guys down. Not even killed, just down, she didn’t even know how temporary it was, and on top of
12:53:32 Magor had abruptly stopped laughing. In fact, without the infinite laughter there was something quite foreboding about the suit. After a very long pause, a gurgling, growling voice echoed, coming from all the amour’s pieces. A frightening change from the usual manic, high-pitched cries. "Cut me loose, my lady... I don't want trees any more. Cut me lose!" the voice roared. And so the soothing voice responded, very quickly, almost distressed sounding in tone. "Yes master, right away!" And with that, the sword pulled itself free from the tree, after levering itself up and down to loosen the trunk's hold. The blade darted between the trees, smashing the knives blades, freeing the pieces of armor pinned to the trees. it came to the helmet, cutting deep into the wood all around the embedded horn, allowing it to pull itself out (with a chunk of wood included on the end.) All the pieces began flying back to the chest, which had remained pinned by Sangai's katana. The beaten and dented legs reformed first, as they (c)
12:57:31 Magor were already free. Next the arms, head. The fingers flew in out of all directions. Finally, the sword returned to it's rightful place in the suit's hand. The blue flame flickering around it grew brighter again. Walking forwards, it slid along the blade of Sangai's Katana, until it reached the tang, there, it pulled until the blade freed from the trunk, though remained impaling the chest piece. The suit now took a firm stance as it had in the beginning, taking a swipe with it's sword. Though this time, no flame was expelled from it. It struck the air again, again, again and again in quick succession. At first it seemed there was no objective. Until the flame surrounding the sword grew increasingly bigger, and bigger, with each strike...
13:01:51 Magor The sickening voice rumbled out from the hollow suit of armor. first quietly, and then louder with each word it spoke. "This is the end of your tricks... NO. MORE. TREES!" it screamed, raising it's blade to the sky, the roaring blue flames erupted from it's tip, shooting up into the sky before raining back down, incinerating a great many of the trees in a nearby radius. The bolts of flame bounced off the ground, leaped across from tree to tree, reaping destruction and leaving naught but ash. It's rage gone, the suit's manic, high-pitched voice returned with a giggle. "Now we can play again~"
13:12:21 Steven_Bladearm The mercenary lit out a shrill whistle and smirked to himself as he made his way over to his fighting partner and faced the suit of armor again. "Well that is a nifty trick. Tell me do you do birthdays?" There was no worry in his voice, in fact it seemed slightly amused at the situation. He rested his blades on his shoulders and cast a glance at Toshiya, "You still able to fight?" The red eyes encircled in black would be disturbing to the normal person but if one was to look closely you could still make out faint traces of blue in them. Turning his attention back to the armor, "Tell me, what is you are called? I'd like to commit it to memory."
13:23:25 SangaiAiko gulped. Crap. That was the end of that strategy. Her only strategy. She nodded to Steven. “I could go all week.” Suddenly a new strategy dawned on her. Her katana was still stuck in his chest plate. Perfect. She glanced over to Steven. He seemed so sure and confident. She decided it would be best to wait and see if what he had planned worked, if not she would have to take out a few tricks she had up her sleeve as well, and start taking things a little seriously. So far she had shown some of her minor tricks, things she would use on any demon, but if Steven didn’t take him down for the count here she would have to start considering using one of her real abilities. This was cool because she seldom did and it might be fun to see if they were still as good as they used to be. Well, she knew they were because she had still practiced with them, but she was curious on their effect on this one. She actually found it kind of amusing that he rambled about wanting to taste their blood. After all, she had three
13:23:39 [SangaiAiko] different kinds of blood in her, so it was bad blood. She was once rejected by a starving vampire because he didn’t want to taste it. And that was pretty sad. <e>
13:40:51 Magor giggled with disgusting glee, still pointing the sword in the air. The echoing voice sounded again, talking to it's weapon in hand. "They speak to us, mistress. Do we listen? Shall we give them last words before we make corpses? Shall we answer their little questions?! give them acknowledgement, Mistress, we should! Let them know they were truly alive before they are dead." It lowered the sword, it's arms now flat by it's side. The Sword's smooth voice drifted out in response. "We shall, master. Tell them what we are, let them come back as ghosts for revenge, and we may laugh at them. Then they will see how strong we are, master!" In unison, the two voices spoke out, exactly at the same time, word for word, with the same pace and tone of voice. "Our lord named us Magor. Together. Apart, we are nameless. Our lord is fearsome. Pray you die at our feet and never meat the great master. It's better for you in the end." After which, the giggling returned, and the flame surrounding the blade grew bright again.
13:50:17 Steven_Bladearm The mercenary continued to smile, black bolts of energy darted across his body. The air around him dropped in temperature a few degrees. The aura about him was both dark and comforting. It was from his smirk that he spoke again, "I'm sure your lord is fearsome, at least to you anyway. Tell me construct, why is you believe you were created? Is it because your lord felt like making a pawn or because he needs you to protect a weakness." He lowered his swords to his side and popped his neck, "You see the thing about those who create constructs is, they always have a weakness and that is why they require the aid of those such as you." He spoke slowly and calmly, only the slightest hint of amusement in his voice. The look in his eyes was dead serious as he took in the armor with his cold gaze, "Constructs are only as strong as the material they are forged from...." He took a step forward and vanished reappearing in the air slashing at the creatures helm, then again at its chest, then the legs and <c>
13:51:09 [Steven_Bladearm] <c> arms in turn, alternating between swords as he did so. Each blow landed with the force of a small explosion and when he landed on the ground he vanished again appearing once more at Miss Toshiya's side.
14:02:31 SangaiAiko smiled slightly. “So it was your master that turned you into a slit-faced psycho?” she asked. The stopped and listened to Steven. Come to think of it, a lot of the things he said just now really did make a lot of sense. She watched as he attacked and smirked Perfect. She reached her hand out towards her katana that was still in the others chest plate and the symbols carved on the blade started to glow that dark, sickening purple of the Khai clan. A rope of the same colored energy suddenly shot from it to her hand, which she grabbed. Blasts of purple energy suddenly traveled up the rope, hitting the one on the other side. In total there were about five. She then yanked sharply on the rope every time her allied attacked him, pulling him towards the attack as to increase the damage significantly ink addition to the damage the blasts of energy had already done. After the attacks stopped she gave another tug and the blade released itself from the armor and back to her hand. As soon as she grasped the hilt the
14:03:04 [SangaiAiko] rope disappeared. She then stepped back and twirled the katana around her head. The blade began to glow as well as the symbols on it. She then stuck the blade into the ground and a sphere of purple energy shot from the hilt up into the sky. It disappeared for a moment before coming back down, but no longer a sphere but a bird. The bird was big, resembling a larger version of the phoenix except the feather were the color of her energy: Black and sickening purple. It landed next to her. She ran a hand over its wing for a moment, a small smile touching her lips. “You’ll aid me, won’t you Hotaru? Of course you will,” She said. <e>
14:13:33 Magor flinched backwards under the attacks, it's armor being split and rendered by Steven's strikes, and great cracks and fissures had formed around the point Sangai's katana had penetrated. Regardless of the damage dealt to it's armor, hindered only by the concussive force of the attacks it didn't try to block, it resumed charging up the vicious blue flame by slashing the air with the blade. "Burn them, mistress. no more talk, no more play. Burn them!" The speed with which the armor slashed with the sword was quite impressive, completing three strikes per second. After five seconds the flame surrounding the blade became humungous, the swipes continued. The flame was almost consuming the suit of armor, though undamaging, and still it struck the air. At last, it stopped, and held the blade out, aiming at it's enemies sword. "Now, die." The suit chimed. "It will be over soon." The voice crooned with it. And so the flames were released, erupting again in a spiral of azure inferno.
14:23:38 Steven_Bladearm The merc continued to wear a smirk as the construct released its flames. He stood there bringing his blades up before him making an X with his arms and the crossed blades. He closed his eyes briefly and then brought both blades down and began to swing them around in two great circles. The aura of each blade grew more intense and the track the swords followed seemed to form two massive circles. As the flames met the aura a great shield was formed in front of the mercenary and Toshiya. "If you have a plan now would be a good time miss."
14:43:33 SangaiAiko ran her hand across the birds wing, a smile touching her lips. The bird, Hotaru, stepped in front of her, absorbing the strike. “You see my ally here is immune to the element of fire, since he’s a fire-bird, see.” She smiled up at the bird. “Wanna show him what you’re made of, Hotaru?” the bird suddenly flew off the ground into the air. “Right,” she said to Steven. “I will.” She glanced over her shoulder at the green being that stood behind them. She wasn’t really looking at him, since seeing wasn’t her strength she couldn’t see far enough to actually see him, but she could hear him. She could hear his heartbeat, breathing, even the sound of the blood rushing through his veins. This sounded quite like a waterfall. Anyway, turning back she watched as Hotaru flew into the air and flapped its wings, fire raining down on their opponent. The fire was black ,lined with the dark purple. After the fire was shot down the bird itself flew down, grabbed Magor by the shoulders, flew back up, and dropped him. Then he
14:43:51 [SangaiAiko] began to throw more fire. <E>
14:51:17 Magor laughed and giggled throughout the spectacle the fire beating against the metal of it's armor, scorching it, heating it until it began to glow red with heat. Then did it stop laughing. "Mistress! They burn us! they MELT us! They melt that place! That place will be gone! Help me, my lady~!" It cried, too late. The onslaught of black flame heating the suit's armor, mainly it's chest area. The chest caved in, the metal losing it's shape and beginning to ooze out in a pool. And with that, the armor fell silent. The sword had torn itself from the suit's grasp and took flight, distancing itself from the fighters and the new inanimate suit of armor, it shrieked "You broke it! You broke the master's suit! We hate you, we hate you! Kill you we will. A new suit we shall have! The lord will find him again, make him a new suit! Back we will be! And you will be our first victims!" it flew away rapidly as it shrieked veraciously, flying off towards the eastern mountain wall. The armor suit lay still now (c)
14:52:42 [Magor] melted into the ground, if left by the two warriors, it might remain for many years to come. A new forest would grow around it, and it, would become a monument of the battles soon to come to this land. (e)