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Phil saw that the others had taken care of the Vygorns surprisingly well. Phil was exhausted though, that blade felt as if it adsorbed half of his soul, and he quickly felt himself falling to the ground and breathing heavy. After a few seconds, Phil Managed to whisper "Fucking night..." as he dragged himself to his feet again letting go of his blade, that quickly dismantled its self back into moon light. He built up the energy to move towards the rest of the group and said in a tired tone "I know the one I fought is still alive", He looked at the lifeless one with scorched burns on his chest sprawled out across the floor, "What do we want to do with him... It?" He finished. He asked this because he was still unsure of what everyone wants out of this. Glory, Reward, Justice?, he thought, Or was it for revenge? Just like himself...
Phil watched as Beau and the air elemental, which he yet to meet, quickly retaliated to the Vygorns attack. Beau conjured a bladed weapon and the air elemental threw balls of forceful wind to dispatch them. After all but one of them fell, The air elemental grabbed the lone survivor and threatened him. After that, The man quickly summoned a sword and slashed up at the air elemental. Then, the rest of the Vygorns got up and one said menacingly "You think so kid? That was just warm up. You now gave us time to count all of you and figure what you can do. Nature powers, bah!" he said as he spat at the ground. Phil was slightly paralyzed by what just happened but shook out of it quickly enough. 'Why does it have to be night still?' he thought to himself as he struggled to conjure a dagger of moonlight and then lunged, through the group, at one of the Vygorns on the left. His blade was quickly deflected by the Vygorn's Blade, Phil then found himself deflecting attack after attack of merciless swings, each time the Vygorn's Blade felt like it was trying to adsorb Phil soul. After one opening, Phil twisted and slashed the Vygorn's blade from his hand which was quickly followed by a hilt smash to the Vygorns face. Phil exhaustedly sighed as he looked at the seemingly unconscious body of the Vygorn and then turned to see how the rest of the group was holding up, why did he have to fight at night?
Phil watched as a part of the group started fighting over a cigar, mainly the owner and the air elemental. Phil just stared and was starting to reconsider such an easy alliance. He stayed on the side lines, didn't want to piss anyone off he thought bluntly. Looking at everyone one more time, Phil wondered about what these people have been through and what they were thinking about this whole situation. To be honest, Phil was just glad he could put these powers to good use, or at least a use. Toran swooped in from the darkness and sat on Phil's shoulder, Toran whispered in Phil's ear "They look like they are having too much fun...". Phil whispered back to Toran "I'll see if I can hurry this up" and he cleared his throat. "Guys, we should really get a move on if we want to get to these encampments in time!" He shouted loudly.
Still here, Just don't know what to post. Will if no one has posted tomorrow though
David only got one response, a man named Kang Gau, the rest are cautious he guessed. David said to Woody "Meet you downstairs" and then ran carefully down the stairs. What he saw when he got to the bottom of the stairs was chilling, no pun intended. He saw that the snow outside rose up to his ankles now and it was still snowing. "Bloody hell" David murmured as he held his head trying to prevent another head ache.
I'd hate to say I must leave after such a short time... Thanks for letting me join this RP but I must say Farewell...
Phil went to walk out the cave with the others but was interrupted by a sudden amount of water spewing from behind him. Before he knew it, He was pushed through the cave entrance and onto his back quicker than he could say goodbye. Wolgran said entertained "Hah! Didn't have so much fun in years". Phil went to shout at Wolgran but saw him looking up at the stars. A tear appeared in the old man's eye as he said "Who would ever want to destroy something so beautiful?". Then, The old man's eyes darted from one of the group to another. Wolgran then said "You must stop this. You must succeed. I decided, If ever you will need me, just call me with your powers and I will come flying. There are many ways of communicating with me, but all ways are associated with your powers. And make sure you don't leave me out of the big battles, specially the final fight". Phil smirked at the old man's speech and said "Will do, I promise". He then helped himself up to his feet and finally noticed he was drenched through. Phil just sighed as he got ready to walk on in the tiring darkness.
Phil Focused on the glove, He stared at it for a moment. Then, as he clenched his hand, a ball of pure light emitted from the glove above them. Phil was amazed, and somehow knew what to do with it. Phil quickly adsorbed the ball of light through his hand and, as if he was standing under the sun itself, forged a long one-handed sword out of thin air, it seemed. He swung the sword around him and pierced the blade half way into the floor, then he easily retrieved it. He turned to Will and said in a cocky tone "Like that?" as Phil smirked at him and let the sword dissipate back into energy.
"Well, glad you're here anyways" Will said, smiling at Phil, "C'mon let's find you a Zar". He then explained "A Zar is a weapon that is paired to your element, that's what the old man said". Phil walked over to the table with Will and looked at the various weapons. He took a minute to browse the table. Any weapon here, he could make anyway. Then a Blue-furred Wolf appeared next to will and brushed his leg, likely for attention. Phil gave Will a smile as the wolf acted domesticated like a tamed beast. He then turned back to the table and saw Toran, his guardian, holding a fingerless-tipped glove made of leather in his mouth. He laid it on the table and said in a grand voice "This is the most useful weapon to you, Phil". He then pushed it with his nose closer towards Phil. "How come you never come out when I want to?" Phil said in an annoyed tone. The dragon smiled and then disappeared with a burst of pure light. Phil then put on the glove, which perfectly fitted, and attempted to activate it. After shaking his hand around like a loon, he gave up. "Why this thing?" He thought aloud.
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