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*The leaching effect travels through the spears, into Jade, stopping her power from reaching her weapons*
*As soon as the effect reaches halfway up the spears, they dissolve and new ones emerge in their place*
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*As soon as the effect reaches halfway up the spears, they dissolve and new ones emerge in their place*
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*He simply grasps at the air with a clawed hand, and the energy from the spears is drained instantly, flowing into his outstretched hand*
*Very little energy is stored in the spears to be extracted*
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*He turns into a strange black creature*
*The spears consume all energy in their radius at an overwhelming rate*
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*He just stands there, unaffected*
*Amusement plays on my lips*
A new toy. How fun.
*Thousands of blue spears emerge from my back and surround you outside of your radius of influence*
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*He waves his hand, and the spear simply dissolves when it gets close to him*
*More shockwaves rifle into you*
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*He holds out his own scythe, and the dragon head hisses, sending out a plume of red mist that devours the red blades*
*A blue spear shoots through the mist and absorbs whatever it touches*
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*He spins, catching the spears one by one*
Why thank you.
*He eats the spears, biting into them, and draining them of power. They fade away into harmless dust*
*The spears contained next to nothing internally, being little more than refractors of light*
You're quite welcome.
*Ten red scythes cut in your direction, creating a slicing wave that rifles into you*
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*His blade shears right through it, and the dragon head on the staff growls*
You've made many mistakes.
*Three translucent blue spears emerge from my back and impale you*
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*The blade passes right through her hand, leaving an unearthly chill that begins spreading through her arm*
Then tell me what your group wants me for.
*He continues spinning the scythe*
It isn't my "group," darling.
*A translucent red scythe emerges from my back and catches yours*
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*He spins his scythe, and begins slicing away at anything within range*
*Grabs it by the blade*
I have no attachment to this place. But I would just hate to see you get hurt.
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