Location:
Redwater Point
Mid-Morning
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[@Cu Chulainn][@Guy0fV4lor][@Crimson Paladin]
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Reinhardt surged towards the creature, a rock hurtling through the air and slamming right into the creature's soft, fleshy eye.

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-lF7A_eBASg]“GRAAAAAH!?”[/url]

A pained, guttural bellow as the creature stumbled backwards from the sudden impact. The knights surprise attack had worked, for the moment! It would shook its head, using a hand to cover its sensitive eye as Reinhardt would land behind it. Instead of turning to face the source however, it gripped its weighty club in a single hand and started to flail the club wildly, slamming into the fomorian that Marduk had thrown and knocking it clear across the city.

Marduk, however, had not gone unnoticed. The club would graze by his head, a hairs width away from knocking him clean across the city as the creature flailed wildly. He sailed over the beast, momentarily lock eyes with it, the singular eye red and swollen - but still fully functional as Marduk summoned his sword, falling downwards and slicing into the arm the large humanoid was using to wield its club.

Black, inky blood poured from the wound as the humanoid responded with a pained howl, the entire arm going limp as the smell of rotten, burned flesh would meet Marduk’s nostrils - and also something gripping [i]him[/i], his entire body suddenly yanked from the creature like an insect from a human as the cyclopes hand crushed his entire chest, likely cracking a few ribs as it flung him overhead, aiming to slam him into the ground - 

But the ground never met Marduk.

Ethelred’s lance would be his savior, the large humanoid howling in rage as it would pivot slightly to avoid its eye being injured again, the lance grazing the fomorians neck as it spun, falling onto its hands and knees as it lost balance and its grip on Marduk, sending him flying some distance away as ice began to grow on the creatures neck.

Its single, red, swollen eye glared at Reinhardt as it swiftly returned to its feet, the club being shifted to its good, right arm.

They had lost the element of surprise - no doubt any further assault was going to be more difficult. The creature roared, instead of focusing on Reinhardt it would spin back towards Ethelred, its club dragging along the ground and aiming to slam into the ice knight. Each step it took caused the earth to shake, the club flinging up earth and rocks as it raked the ground under it.

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[@Pyromania99][@VitaVitaAR][@FrogRFlowR]
Location:
Southern Giants Rest
Late afternoon
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Leo frowned, but didn’t argue. He’d grab the reins, immediately mounting the steed and galloping off after the rest of the bandits. Thankfully for him, the Fomorian in front of them seemed far more interested in the knights than Leo.

And so the battle would commence.

[b]“You are undeterred. Then allow me to see if these ambitions of yours mark you as the heirs…”[/b]

Luna was the first to move, shield forward, a blade of light hurtling towards the Fomorian in front of her. Lanky, muscular legs quickly sidestepped the projectile, soon followed by the sound of a blade clashing against a blade as his Katana met Luna’s sword completely deflecting her attack with, a purposeful and deliberate, powerful swing of his own blade.

[b]“...Or as mere pretenders.”[/b]

Fios blades would follow next. A rain of daggers fell, and the Fomorian reacted just as quickly, quickly stepping backwards just as the first wave of daggers would fall near, causing the majority of them to sink into the ground, with two embedding themselves into the fomorians cloak, sinking into the flesh of his shoulder and back, though he seemed completely unfazed by the blades as Niall’s lunge would clang against the Fomorians own sword-spear and katana as he’d catch the lance on them. He responded by giving Niall a shove, driving the Owl Knights spear upwards and away just as the rain of blades would reach him - a fire would light themselves under his feet, a small explosion propelling him backwards at a high speed as the blades would embed themselves harmlessly into the ground.

[b]“Hm…not bad…”[/b] A smile would form on the fomorians thin lips. [b]“But first...this annoyance.”[/b] Almost faster than one could see, his free hand reached into his cloak, the dexterous appendage launching two throwing daggers towards Fio! At the same time, his feet would once more light themselves with fire as he would propel himself forwards, lunging towards Niall, swinging his heavy swordspear in a downwards motion. His Katana was at the ready to either defend or lash out at Luna if she came close.

The queen had yet to make a move, watching the battle unfolding in front of her with a measure of hesitation.