[center][h2]Ezra & Shun[/h2]
[b]Mecca, Green Sahara[/b]
[@Nerevarine][@Tenma Tendo][/center]

The Paralysis spell was strong, almost too strong. The brothers were helpless for what felt like ages. Both were still conscious, still aware of their surroundings, and painfully aware of just how much time was passing. If something didn't happen, then things would become a whole lot worse, not just for Ezra and Shun, but for everyone. Fortunately for Shun, he eventually began to feel the spell slowly start to wear off. It seemed the Makai Armor did it's job in nullifying the brunt of the spell's effect. The same couldn't be said for Ezra though, his body remain stiff and unable to move. But even as Shun was able to start making his body move in a stiff manner, he did his best to remain still for the time being. Even though time was not on his side, he had to wait for a better opportunity to act.

The brothers were brought before a huge gathering in a city that they heard someone call Mecca. Mecca? As in the Middle East? They were that far from home? Of course, the idea of them being on a whole other world didn't cross their mind because, well, why would it? Eventually Ezra was hauled off by a couple of men and Shun caught the slightest of glances at where. Was that a...? Why would they do this? What had the brothers done to apparently deserve such an execution? In his armor, Shun looked like an unholy warrior, granted, but what about Ezra? There had to be more to this, but Shun couldn't afford to think about it. Ezra, he had to save Ezra!

[i]15 seconds remaining.[/i]

His armored hand clenched into a fist before Shun suddenly pushed himself upright and into a surprise lunge at the man standing guard. Thankfully his paralyzed hand held onto the Makai Sword's hilt so he still possessed it even now. Shun used it to instantly cut the guard down. He was breaking all kinds of rules doing this, using his power against mortals and preparing to let his fully armored self be seen in full view by the public. But no, no that was Ezra being tossed onto a pyre... [i]Ezra[/i]! Shun's brother and, truth be told, his best friend as well. Screw the rules, Shun was going to save his little brother no matter what price he had to pay!

[i]8 seconds remaining.[/i]

"Let my brother go you bastards!" Shun let himself shout in a guttural voice that was also rendered somewhat distorted from under his helmet, "6 seconds before we're all dead, what's it going to be?" he pointed his sword in Malachi's direction, a threatening gesture to be sure. Even then, pulses of Darkness already began appearing to seep out from within the armor. No matter what the response was, it was already too late.

[i]0 seconds remaining.[/i]

[b]BGM:[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4H5zOJnxBHc]Hellfire[/url]

The sounds of a beating heart resonated from Shun's armor. The Darkness had only been pulsating a moment earlier suddenly exploded like an erupting volcano. The light red eyes on the helmet suddenly glowed a much brighter crimson. Then a voice that sounded somewhat like Shun's let out a guttural scream that seemed to morph midway into a beastly roar. As the roar came, the beastly creature depicted in the armor's motif seemed to spring to life, as if taking control away from the armor's wearer. The Lost Soul Beast tightened its grip on the hilt of the Makai Sword. Where before Shun had to put extra effort into swinging or heaving such a heavy blade, the Lost Soul Beast displayed no such limitation and lunged with inhuman speed and in its rage swung the sword at whomever was nearest to it. It's strength was unnatural, like some kind of unholy demon beast able to swing a heavy weapon with ease that would take a man all his strength to do so.

And to make matters worse various blue and purple creatures began to emerge from the Lost Soul Beast's ever growing shadow. They were the Unversed, drawn to this world by the unbridled Darkness and Hatred that fueled the Lost Soul Beast's rampage.

And Ezra, still paralyzed, could only watch in helpless horror as his brother sacrificed himself to the greatest flaw and limitation of the Armor he wore.