Mammalia

Myriad Reality

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*Smiles slightly*
You can't make this too easy on me.
*Cracks a flaming whip at you*

@Meta

*it is quenched by water that turns into a puff of smoke; spiky tendrils rise up from the ground and whip at you, flinging shards of ice in all directions*

Myriad Reality

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*Sticks my sword in the ground and doesn't move*

@Meta

*the earth is unable to crush you, and instead explodes into many chunks*

Myriad Reality

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*Uses mine to fling them back at you*

@Meta

*as you do so, slabs of earth rise on either side of you to crush you*

Myriad Reality

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*Is knocked off my feet*

@Meta

*switches to the broadsword and sends a spitfire of small rocks from the ground at you*

Myriad Reality

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*Fire surrounds me*

@Meta

*when the ice passes through the fire it turns into a much more powerful gust of air focused on the spot it would have hit*

Myriad Reality

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*Runs toward you and fires a beam into your chest*

@Meta

*is knocked back by the beam, but keeps my footing and propels myself to the side, swiping my longsword and sending a very quick arc of ice toward your side*

Myriad Reality

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*Shoots fire to melt them and then uses my broadsword to throw a chunk of earth at you*

@Meta

*pushes off the chunk of earth, sending it down toward you, though not very fast, since I don't have my broadsword equipped, and I descend quickly to the ground; I strike my swords against one another thrice, and each time, the air heats up heavily around you*

Myriad Reality

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*Pulls out my scythe and shoots a beam at you*

@Meta

*a web of fire forms within my scythe and disperses the beam, and then I jump up into the air, switching from scythe to longsword as I fall and sending a barrage of shards of ice down toward you*

Myriad Reality

bed, ned

Myriad Reality

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*Holds my ground and then opens my eyes, watching you once the dust clears*

@Meta

*As the gust of wind clears away the dust, I switch out my broadsword for the scythe and jump back, waiting*