[color=A39F99][center][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/b3RmLjYwLmNkNDg0ZS5TR2xuYUNCVGRHRnJaWE0uMA/wushin.regular.webp[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/0gQgyAb.jpg[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [h3][b]Velles 5th[/b][/h3] [sub][b]Location:[/b] The Proving Grounds - Ersand’Enise [b]Day of the week:[/b] Taldes [b]Time:[/b] 1:05 HD [b]Characters:[/b] Abdel Saqqaf Aziz [@Force and Fury], Evander [@RezonanceV], Khaliun, Leander [@Creative Chaos], Ymiico [@Salsa Verde], Yuliya [@Suicharte][/sub] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/hW6E1c8.jpg[/img] [img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/b3RmLjYwLmNkNDg0ZC5VR0Z5ZENBek9pQlVhR1VnUm1GdGFYTm9aV1EuMA/krasty-chips-demo.regular.webp[/img][/center] Flames, left in the wake of Evander’s and Abdel’s furies, danced throughout the arena, progressively lighting the dark skies above with an orange tint that made the black flames more noticeable. Of course, the mild fire was not enough to get all eyes on the South-Western portion of the city, not with most of the patrols taken care of. With such powerful blasts, said to be the weakness of the Sanguinaire, it would be to the group’s horror that the shadow emerged, seemingly unscathed by any of it, and stood facing them, [color=696969]"Oooh,"[/color] he teased. [color=696969]"ouch."[/color] he was toying with all of them. A curved line of white teeth glowed in the darkness of his cowl. [color=696969]"[i]My[/i] turn."[/color] The bloodsucker played along with the kids’ attempts to get him. Illusions and superior speed allowed the monster to make the battlefield his stage, and only the Gods would be his audience for all the living were merely the instruments - vulgar cogs - to his catastrophic plan. The levity of it all was perhaps a good sign for them, until Yuliya caught his attention. The Sanguinaire larvae struck “true”, decapitating the “Sanguinaire” with “blood” squirting about. Of course, it was all but a farce. The consequences were not. [center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9vS0Wd27rs[/youtube][/center] Something like a hand reached out of nowhere. Only, Yuliya could neither see nor stop it. It took her by the neck and slammed her face-first into the ground. With blinding speed, she was lifted and rammed into it again. And again … And [i]again.[/i] [color=696969]"Rule one, infant: do not underestimate your quarry."[/color] An enraged Khaliun immediately intervened. An attempt to noose the vampire’s neck with a concentrated ring of pure force was tightened around his neck. There is no restraint, with the Tethered’s wide and refracting eyes painfully focused on her one enemy. [color=696969]"Oops!"[/color] came a response. [color=696969]"Pop goes muh head!"[/color] it popped off cleanly, squirting a little blood, executing a turn in midair, smiling, and rolled to a stop before her. [color=696969]"Guess I'm ded."[/color] It stuck out its tongue before disappearing. Khaliun was left unimpressed, but did not waste time questioning it. Taking advantage of the creature’s taunting, she sought to employ her blood magic to tend to her royal better- As Khaliun approached, Yuliya's prone form exploded, spraying bits of blood and gore everywhere. When Khaliun instinctively flinched, she found that she was losing feeling up past her midsection, her chest, and into her fingertips! [color=696969]"Hue hue hue,"[/color] laughed the Sanguinaire. [color=696969]"Why so serious, girl?"[/color] Left shocked and distraught, Khaliun just stared at the puddle of blood as the creeping feeling spread through her. Leander emerged from his hiding spot and helped, along with Evander snapping from his illusionary bindings. Still, despite their best efforts, they were not even grazing the revolting affront to life itself that taunted them so confidently. That was until … The Sanguinaire had a very clear weakness: Hubris. He was very much stronger and held powers that even made his natural weaknesses less reliable. His provocations of the Nobleman and the Merchant child as well as having dealt with Yuliya made him oblivious to the growing storm occurring right next to him. Feeling the power of Eshiran and Vashdal coursing through him, Abdel called upon six perfect morningstars of light. They blazed in the night sky like so many moons. [color=EE9817]"Be cleansed in fire, demon!"[/color] The morningstars hurtled towards the Sanguinaire and he bolted from his place, recognizing the real and present danger. The air itself seemed to waver as he left the confines of the colosseum, but he proved too slow and the colossal attack crashed down on the sanguinaire's new position nonetheless. [color=EE9817]"Ejjiran akbar!"[/color] Abdel bellowed, bounding up onto the arena's lip. A great plume of dust and smoke rose from the Sanguinaire's landing place, but no signs of sound or motion. Flames blazed and heat rolled off of the area. Buoyed by the furious spirit of Eshiran, the paladin called upon a lance of fire and thunder from the heavens. Leaping down for the finish, he found himself halted in midair. A deep, frosty laugh emanated from the wreckage and a tall lean silhouette emerged from it, wreathed in ghostly white flames. He seized Abdel by the neck and squeezed. [color=696969]"Die."[/color] [color=pink]"Это моя добыча. Отъебись!"[/color] The young Sanguinaire, once predating on the captured paladin, was now his saviour. A massive swing was brought down upon him, enough to make him lose interest in his prey and simply drop him. Abdel was freefalling twenty metres down, bringing Khaliun to go for a last second save. Ymiico and Yuliya held their own, but Khaliun was busy rescuing her ally, and wasn’t ready for the Kinetic fist that plucked her out of midair. [color=696969]"If I break your back,"[/color] the Sanguinaire wailed, hysterical with laughter, [color=696969]"will it even matter?"[/color] He drove her into the ground to act as a brake for Abdel. It was now clear that this monster was not going to let another slip-up like with the Darhannic Fireblood occur again. And despite peak performances from Leander, Ymiico and Evander, they couldn't even scratch the shadowy figure. However, play time was about to meet its end. Approaching them, at an impossible speed from the north, came a gargantuan energy. Those conscious enough reached for their temples, grimacing, staggering, and even retching into the dirt and the ruins. Even the Sanguinaire winced. But, after a moment, he smiled. [center]A great, toothy grin.[/center] [center][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/dHRmLjQ0LmZmZmYwMC5WR2hsSUhOMWJpQmlkWEp1Y3lCaWNtbG5hSFJzZVEuMA/demon-detective-free-version.regular.webp[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/WyeWU82.png[/img][/center] It had arrived within moments: a supernova of energy, burning and blinding. People had no choice but to flinch away, to shield themselves; they were compelled to. The Sanguinaire, busy making sport of biros, quickly found his smile fading and he snarled from beneath his cowl. Lips chapped and skin cracked. The water in the fountain and the lead coating on ruined roofs boiled away. So fantastic was the heat that timbers smouldered and fires flared spontaneously from nothing. Clearly audible was the hungry hiss and snap of the flames that wreathed the silhouette at the centre. It was a woman. Her presence was overwhelming - [i]humbling[/i] - for, in it, night became day and demons turned to dust. She was the Sun. [color=FFFF00]“You will depart,”[/color] she commanded, [color=FFFF00]“Or you will die.”[/color] [hider=Action Opportunities] This is a mid-cycle update. The battle continues! Sunny has joined the fray, and she isn't here to form a drum circle.[/hider][/color]