[b][color=8882be][h3]Zelginn Darkmane[/h3][/color][/b]


[i][color=ed1c24]'I've got you now!'[/color][/i] The lust for blood was growing stronger for each passing moment, the thought of biting down and killing Myra filled the demon with unbearable impulse to push forwards. But as he was lunging forth, he was interupted as a ball of light slammed into his form, causing him to recoil from the impact, the light magic burning like scorching fire on his fur and skin. The painful sensation causing him to stand still for a moment, his eyes searching for whomever had attacked and wounded him. Upon setting sights on his attacker, he was attacked again from a different direction as three metallic shards crashed into the side of his body, the large wolf-like creature let out a loud whine and pained growl. It's head snapping to see who the other enemy were. It was her. Azriel.

[color=ed1c24][i]'Betrayal!'[/i][/color] He thought in a vicious manner, if he would get his claws and fangs on her later it would be the end of it. But for now withdrawal was required, he was bleeding from the slashes and cuts made by Myra, by the impact of having been locked in place by O'Ner. But also singed and badly burned by Malachi and had now three metal feathers imbedded into his side, which would make further battle difficult. His body was durable, in time these wounds would surely mend themselves. As he was about to make it for one of the doorways, another attack struck him. Right at the nose and jaw, like as if someone had spun and hurled a high propelled stone at him. The impact sent water flying all over it's form, but also sent the large wolflike creature to the ground a distance away, the metallic feathers borrowing deeper into it's skin. Soon after, the creature's form began to become grey in colour, twisting and turning, gradually becoming smaller until there was only a small figure lying there on the side, bleeding, burnt, partly impaled and drenched in water.

Zelginn didn't like the feelings which he was feeling, this was new to him. How had he gotten overwhelmed so quickly. All he wanted was to have fun, and eat that... [color=ed1c24][i]'That thieving... bitch...'[/i][/color] He thought, as he could feel a pull, one which he had never felt before. What was it? Was he dying? He who had lived for so long, so long that not even he knew how old he was. When his mother Lilith had saw them made.

[i][color=8882be]'Mother? Why destroy a world you could have so much fun in... Is this how death feels like?'[/color][/i] The small figure thought, his vision becoming blurried and things seemed to slow down all around him. He could hear the screams, the people fighting and the brother he saw in Ahzmorath. [color=8882be][i]'I don't like it... I don't like it at all. This... isn't.. fun.'[/i][/color] The demon blinked a few times as it rose it's head, looking up to his attackers, Malachi and Belle.

[color=8882be][b]"An immortal like me... by people like you? What a joke...unghn.... uhh..."[/b][/color] His vision darkened and his head fell down, his body limp and not moving against the ballroom floor.



[color=aba000][b][h3]Elthrael Vol'Kerno[/h3][/b][/color]

As the hours had gone on, the weather had too changed. Dark clouds on the dark sky, the rumbling sound in the distance of thunder with the promise of a downpour. [color=aba000][b]"How noisy... scream all you like it won't change a thing! It's time someone shut you up or shut you down."[/b][/color] He said in an amused manner,  although being unable to hear his own voice nor anything at the moment, was something he found irritating, more so were the fact he had lost grip of the fairy princess. As the moth fairy  watched the area where his attacker no doubt were hiding in, as the poisonous dust were covering the place. He was attacked from a different angle, this time it came from Risa who sprouted vines in an attempt to apprehend him.

He had a look of surprise on his face, but he instinctively closed his wings causing him to dive downwards slightly before the vines took hold around him. The moth fairy focused and began to utilize his own chlorokinesis to form a bark-looking layer across his body as as shell almost as the vines would wrap around him midair. As his form was fully enveloped by a mixture of the layer and the vines from Risa the fairy went to work. He channeled his magical prowess to press the layer outwards against the vines with full force. He knew it wouldn't be long til the ground, thus he had to act quickly. The vines snapped to the pressure of the ever growing bark-shell until it exploded alltogether, with shards of bark and wood flying in all directions.

[color=aba000][b]"Haaah!"[/b][/color] Elthrael yelled aloud, spreading his arms wide and his wings soon followed, giving a few flapping motions to halt his fall, the two large eyes pattern at the inside of his dark wings making itself fully visible.

[color=aba000][b]"That's it! That's what it's going to take princess! Strength of body and mind!"[/b][/color] He said aloud, his arms lowering momentarily as his mouth formed a grin.[color=aba000][b] "To stop -him- and stop this world from burning from your rebellion! Those whom cannot foresee the future are doomed to perish in it! Then go about the path you chose, Usurper princess!"[/b][/color] The moth fairy raised one of his arms dramatically to gesticulate, as the rumbles in the sky were replaced by a large bang. A bolt of lightning slamming down just outside of the city and behind Elthrael. Causing his wings to cast dark shapes on the ground below, and his face lit up momentarily to show his smile. Before he quickly fluttered his partially scruffed up looking wings, and darted away quickly into the forestation.