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The Legend of the Aedis: Elemental Warriors of Old

Oh, sorry. Just shouted it out for them. If you find it disturbing, then you can dismiss him with a few sentences or two

The Legend of the Aedis: Elemental Warriors of Old

The scream of the frightened soldiers echoed into the night, as a young warrior on horseback pummeled an entire enemy battalion single-handedly without any hints of mercy.

They did not deserve that kind of honour.

"Get back here." Alexander coldly remarked, as he charged up a light bolt at the tip of his sword and fired. The bolt pierced right through a soldier's chest, killing him instantly. Such an ironic death, for such a crime.

"Get out of here kids. There is a forest nearby that you can take refuge in. Run to the back entrance and leave!" He then turned to order the younglings, who obeyed without any hesitation.

As they themselves tried to make their ways to safety, Alexander noticed a whole new squadron of Ohen soldiers busting in from the front door. They weren't as different as those that Alexander just slayed earlier in the fight, but the key difference was that their numbers were countless. One hundred, maybe two hundred of them. There seemed to be no end to them.

It was a clear sign that he had to move right now.

Alexander then ordered the steed to turn around, dashing through the ruins of the buildings. His eyes glassed in great bitter as he looked upon these damages. Although they were now extinguished of the flames, the destruction could not be measured by pure words. Buildings were burned, houses torn down, statues toppled, and most importantly Aedises slaughtered.

Just...how could this be.

He was forced to look away, and focus on the task before him.

Suddenly, he noticed a young brunette, who appeared to be a water Aedis, entering a stone building. Were there still someone left in there? If it was so then they must evacuate quickly, otherwise they would get slaughtered by those incoming soldiers.

Alexander ordered his white horse, Stella, to canter to the building, and shouted loudly to them urgingly.

"What are you doing?! The soldiers are overrunning the front gate! We must move now!"

It appeared that they weren't listening, or that they had left already.

No matter the cases, Alexander knew he had to move now. The arrows behind him were a clear sign of that.

He pulled the rein on Stella, as the two began to move deep into the forest.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

ACION

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Acion returned Lysander's offer for a handshake. And he did so with a tight grip. The redhead surely gave the Seraphim-like white haired man an aura of confidence, an aura that he thought he was strongest of all. Whether this was true or not, Acion nevertheless liked that attitude, although his poses and him puffing his chest were a little unnecessary and nontraditional. He could almost say for sure he had a heart of a warrior. May he had one of a hero as well.

"A pleasure. Acion, the son of heroes and the grandson of the gods, do greet you. May you prove to be a great ally and a strong adversary."

Now that he had taken up interest in a certain boy with a gas mask that covered most of his faces, Acion then turned to what some of his classmates were doing: Analysing the terrain. It was indeed extraordinary and challenging for a winged character like him. And then the words of L Guardian whispered to him, like a sacred guide: Stick to your strength.

'My strength...'

His strength, his sword, his shield: His wings. These six awkwardly bulky yet beautiful wings. It granted him speed and the ability to perform a handful of combat maneuvers, as well as a number of attack and defend techniques. So his best bet would be a vast open sky, but he knew clearly this wasn't it. This wouldn't be his staging ground, with too many obstacles so that he could use his speed effectively, and the building framework restricted his flight capability. Acion loved to take up the challenge of a claustrophobic flight, but here it's a test, so he would have to restrain himself from doing such things.

'Let my heart guide me, and my will protect me.'

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@Experiment 249

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

THANH PHAM

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"Hehe. Glad to see you still kicking Nazis like usual." Thanh returned the man's hug with one of equal force. And he couldn't help but feel a little bit proud at how the guy actually addressed the Vietnamese soldiers with high regards. They did not make up a great force to make significance on the battlefield, but individually, some were very courageous indeed. And it surely is interesting to be a foreigner inspiring aboriginal men to fight for their own country, fighting to free the Russian, and the world from the Nazi's grasp.

Speaking of that...

Thanh could feel his chest hanging heavy as Aleyev mentioned the events of Leningrad.

"Yeah, I do know of that...Even more clearly than anyone, despite not being there myself."

He did not know whether he was lucky or unlucky about it. Because of his leg wounds, Thanh had avoided being transferred to that disastrous city. But in exchange, hundreds of thousands, including some of his best comrades from Vietnam, perished in his place. If he had been transferred there, how many would he have saved.

The Asian man bit his lower lip in order to ease the pain welling up in his heart, as he returned him a friendly smile.

"I left Kursk in June, due to injuries." He patted his own right thigh. "It was pretty damn horrible, I was away from the battlefield for a whole year, until Stalingrad. But I'm now all kicking and ready for more!"

Thanh then looked at his own documents.

"Is your gear assigned in advance, or it's just me. I was given this thing." He showed Aleyev the picture of his explosive mine.

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@LetMeDoStuff

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

@Aquanthe

She looks very interesting. Can't wait to see her gear.

Battle of the Maw

Military leadership is not a destination, but a journey. There will be hundreds of opponents and strategies to face. So unless the idea sounded too ridiculous for the situation, I think any idea would be fine

Battle of the Maw

Depends, but the smashing of their center and the death or retreat of their sub-commanders will probably demoralize the attacking units. Still, I have a bunch of ideas to use when devising strategies

Battle of the Maw

For me, basically, I would use archers and horse archers to harass the enemy, luring them into close in on the Allies to prevent arrows from attacking (since if they attack, friendly fire would surely occur) so that they expose their own center. My heavy and super cavalry will then break their attack on his flank and charge straight at their exposed center, routing them, rendering their entire army leaderless. Well, you can't kill Alaric but you can rout him and force him to retreat or maybe kill his sub-commanders, right?

Battle of the Maw

Yeah, but whether to go aggressive or defensive or in between should be decided quickly, otherwise there would be unnecessary arguement between the two sides. We should plan that in the OOC as soon as we know the exact composition before posting. I think devising and comparing strategy in the IC can be fun, but we should have a spearhead of what to do first.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

ACION

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”Anyone else get a messed up tracksuit? Mine has these two gaping holes in the back and it’s just a little bit too big.”

The line struck a chord in Acion's mind.

Wait what?

'Did I...'

Mess up with the suit?

He looked at the red haired man in confusion. The jumpsuit he was wearing confirmed it: He mixed up the uniform. And so they did prepare for him. Were they expecting him to actually pass the test?

No matter the case, he would have to approach the guy about this.

Acion moved close to the red haired man with a slightly apologetic face, vaguely hidden behind a stoic face.

"I apologize, but I think I have taken the wrong outfit."

Maybe, maybe not, since his suit showed hints of being torn aside from the wings position. Acion might have taken his outfit, but it was also long-sleeved.

"Would you want to switch right now, later, or do you want to keep it? I have taken quite a bit of matters into my own hands, so we might have been equalled in our outfit damage."

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@Experiment 249