Rai

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The snow fell. Small waves of flurrying frost sprinkled onto the field and met the remaining flames that withered in the empty black ash of what was a lush field of grass and flowers. Again a cold breeze waved inward with unnatural pace and encircled the mass of land that the remaining warriors all held fast in. The Vrondi soldiers kept their focus on keeping the giant woman away, her 14 foot height putting her above any of them. She bashed and clawed away at the barrier that continued to form layers beneath the breaking ones.

Soldiers continued to fall periodically from exhaustion, their vibrant glow fading away as they merged with the dark from the failing moonlight. The captain stepped forward and placed a hand on the barrier. “This won’t hold for long…” His soldiers looked to him with concerned faces. “I will hold this one back. Conserve what little energy you have.” He looked at a device on his wrist that held an orb within it. It flickered with strange red lights before multiple red lines and a single moving one began to appear on its surface. “Our morning light will soon be here.” He glanced to the edge of the mountain scape and saw no twilight as of yet.

His blade was then pulled from his side and was flipped effortlessly into his right hand. He leaped into the air, his feet having a glowing outline as it did so and leaving behind air pressure beneath him. “Animus!” A few soldiers shouted as the man soared and ran up the side of the barrier. He flipped once reaching the very edge and came downward to the woman below. The captain’s name was Animus, a young warrior for the Vrondi elites who went up high in the ranks and showed undeniable loyalty to the Vrondi King and the Taxis.
His body began to be engulfed in light and glowed brightly. The woman below saw this and reacted by throwing her hands up to block the blinding light. Animus then shot downward with unnatural speed and met the arms of the woman with his blade. The impact roared and sent the woman falling down with her left arm still midair. Animus was already on the ground and charged at her. She hissed violently and emerging from her jaws was a cloud of green mist that moved like smog. Animus fell back with a flip and avoided the slow moving smog. He lifted his shirt above his mouth. “A Basilisk…” He grunted with unease.

“M-master… Help..” Riryoku’s frail voice squeezed from his vocal cords such words that conveyed his helplessness. However a red circular glow emerged from beneath his hood in the shape of an eye. “No… I must make the greatest use of master’s power.” His head moved and the black ooze dripped onto the ice. But as it did so it froze into place. ”There’s nothing you can do…” Spoke Mirror with a serious yet uninterested expression. He looked to Lila. “Channel your soul into your blade and lop his head off.” But before Mirror could turn his head the ice around the neo guardian began to crack. Mirror’s eyes narrowed with a glare at the snapping ice. ”This bastard…”

”One must not fear when carried by my father’s will.”

Echoing with a stern silvery voice into the minds of Lila and Mirror was the man within the guardian. The ice crackled slowly. Then it broke all at once as the guardian’s new form seemed to flex its arms outward. The ice shards flew around like chunks that crashed around the field in both small and large sizes and a large shard falling and killing a few cultists and a few more having to be blocked by Vrondi soldiers. “Lay down your weapon child…” The voice spoke once more, but its helmet turning down with unnatural speed to look at Mirror and Lila with a red glow beneath the helmet and within its darkness. The blow from a large ice shard cracked the ice beneath Riryoku and it revealed that his body was frozen entirely beneath the ice. He laid there, his cloak solid and underneath was his black ooze all hardened. “D-damn you… Mirror..” Winced Riryoku as his head struggled to move.

“We are on the same side. Seraphim above all others, those who seek to undo this are to be annihilated without discrimination. Then and only then will this world know peace.” The armored body of the man waved his hands with opening arms as he spoke. His gestures suggested compassion and a willingness to be submitted to like a conquering king. Mirror scoffed at this and spat on the ground with displeasure fuming from him. ”But you don’t mind killing other Seraphim to get your way? I hate these contradictions.” The cold wind began to encircle Mirror and Lila. A flurry of ice and snow soon summoned around them both and Lila could feel a slight cool breeze from it but it was nowhere near as harmful as it was outside of it. It also allowed lighter movements and slight glides.

Riryoku’s frozen body began to crumble beneath the cloak like black snow. “M-master… I cannot fight. Please. Once more I wish to aid. You…” As he said the last word a black aura began to emerge from his body like smoke. His body cracked beneath it. He raised himself up with his scythe. He was much wider than before and his feet were no longer visible beneath the cloak. His ooze was frozen like snow and could not move it seemed from his position. However his arms held onto the scythe with fluidity but not the same as before. He wavered left and right a bit but his movements remained simple and slow. Mirror lowered his body. “He’s all yours… LILA!” As Mirror spoke her name her shot forward and his body began to turn into clear ice like a sculpture. It shot forward like a bullet and crashed into the leg of the ice guardian.

The ice layered around the left leg and accumulated a huge chunk of ice that formed around the leg from the impact point. The leg broke free effortlessly and shattered the ice into the air. The ice shards moved like it had a mind of its own and whirled around the black armor until it formed into a Dragon from combining shards that grew in size rapidly. The head of the dragon was above the guardian and looked down on him with glowing cyan eyes. Mirrors voice could be heared echoing throughout the field as a blistering cold waved outward. “ZERO!” The dragon almost roared with Mirror’s cry of rage. The wave of ice brought about the freezing of the guardian once more by layers of ice. Except this time it had a frozen dragon sculpture around its form.

“MASTER!” Cried Riryoku as his body could not move, but he remained vigilant to parry Lila’s blade as best he could. She would also find it strange his lack of breathing, blood flow, or heartbeat.
@13org

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Nice posts so far. I added 2 new npcs to the notable NPC list

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@Crimson Raven
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@Crimson Raven
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@BlackPanther@Ayame
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As Sulleykaar undid his spell to appear as a fair man and returned to his beastly form to escape the fray with fallen comrade in tow. As he did so he cast a gale on those below and caused the soldiers to brace their arms against each other as blades of grass were lifted from their roots and spiraled several feet into the air. The red fangs of Lila expressed her desires with a crimson stain on the grass below. The blood of the hooded man dripped down his leg as it flowed into his black and grey cloak staining it with crimson that flowed endlessly into his robe. He opened his mouth beneath the mask to speak but could not, he could not hear, he could not bring himself to shake Lila off.

The small girl used his frail form almost as a rag doll save for his tight grip on his newly armed scythe. IT dug into the earth and kept him from falling back or over. He fell to a knee as he felt his life draining from him. “To be felled by such a simple thing… You have worked yourself to death. Riryoku.” The name of the hooded man was spoken by the silver tongue of the one within the guardian. He looked to the dragon that rose to the skies and did not flinch as the winds threatened to topple tree tops. “It appears my dear Sulleykaar has found it time to choose priorities. To think he would run for the life of a lowly dragon slayer. It matters not however…”

The shadows beneath the helmet of this man released a dotted glow like eyes beneath it. He watched Sulleykaar soar away with a loud boom. “Oh Sulleykaar… You have been far more help to me than you know.” The hooded man fell to the ground unable to stand any longer and his blood began to pool on the grass beneath his body. His scythe however remained dug into the earth and erect. It brilliantly shined the reflections of the moon’s glow. The head of the towering man before Lila and his servant looked down now back to them. It planted the spear in its hand into the ground to its right and watched with ominous silence as the blood pool touched the edge of his giant black metallic boot.

“Now is time…” He raised his free hand and pointed to the Basilisk standing tall within the distance then he brought the hand down as a wave to his fallen servant and then turned to Lila. “Witness my servants reward. His toil will not be unnoticed. Watch as one Ascends.” With echoing words that all within the field could hear the blood around Riryoku began to turn black. While this happened the Basilisk tore through the trees and onto the field like a barreling train. Its head’s width was around 30 meters in width with a only slightly thinner body.

Its length was unknown for a while as it came through the field of corpses and charred remains to the soldiers who lined up before it. “It’s coming!!” The Elite captain steeled himself as he steadied his weapon and brought it up to his face in prayer. The soldiers around him began to pray as well as their lights began to form into visible streams on their bodies. A solid barrier of light was formed before it took the form of a clear barrier. It was massive as all the soldiers were helping create this. Their focus being entirely on the charging basilisk. The collision of the Basilisk and the wall reflected the force of the charge back to the beast but the force did crack the barrier. Soldiers passed out one by one as they attempted to hold this barrier from the roaring beast that thrashed against it.

“Come to me… My Queen.” Spoke the silver tongue beneath the dark armor. The basilisk began to slow to a silent stillness. It looked at the soldiers who could only watch in fear behind the barrier. It’s tongue flicked at the barrier leaving saliva on its surface that burned away at its surface like acid. It then looked with its slit pupils to the lord of death. It began to lower its head and the pupils on its eyes widened until the entire eye was blackened. Opening its massive jaws a woman began to slither out of it covered in clear slime. She emerged and as she did the endless length of the basilisk began to turn white and shrivel up. The body of it began to wither until it was just empty white scales. She emerged from the liquid before the barrier of the soldier’s with a deep and pleasing sigh.

She stretched her arms and long limbs. She rose to her full standing and was around 14 meters tall. She looked down at the soldiers with pursed lips. “This won’t hold…” She said with a musical amused tone. She tapped the barrier with a clawed finger and it began to crack. “See? I have come to be with my king. Nothing more I assure you.” She knelt down a bit as she spoke, placing her hands on her knees like a mother to her children. The fear in the soldier’s eyes and hearts was palpable within their circle. They grabbed shields and spears from the supply wagon before hurrying the injured into it and watched it ride away to the trees.
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The man's unpleasant walk through the snow was interrupted by the sudden sound of a beast He immediately took a stance for combat to face the dragon. His shoulders aligned and his legs lowered his stance as if he would spring forward. His simple thoughts were to, if he had to, take the dragon down with a slayer technique, blade less style. But before he could leap the dragon began to speak. It had the charm of a woman’s voice as it preceded over the mountain roar she unleashed earlier. “What I seek is neither power or knowledge. But an audience to speak of the atrocities that occur below the mountain. Also I seek.” As he reached for his pouch behind him Qobo appeared to his side.

The man seemed to acknowledge his presence with a simple nod despite the aura of ferocity that Qobo exuded as well as sit with crossed legs as he continued his process, almost ignoring Qobo’s presence as he did this momentarily. The man lifted a few small bowl like cups from the pouch and a metallic bottle. He unscrewed the quark and poured two cups of the clear warm liquid. It sat atop the layers of snow and he grasped his cup before Qobo. “Warming herbs from Fotia." He pointed with his free hand to the small shards of leaves grounded up to make the tea effectively soothing.

A warm mist rose from the liquid's surface within the cup as it sat awaiting an owner. The man gestured to Qobo before lifting his cup for a sip. Clearing his throat he spoke. "I am Vulcan the volcanic fist of Fotia. The amount of allies one has cannot be enough. But the good ones are hard to come by. I wish the rest of this land could live in such peace as this temple." He sighed turning his head from Qobo to Sophia and then to the surrounding monks. "I will show you that you are in danger despite how strong you may know you are."

His body began to light up with flames suddenly erupting from his body in soft warm flows around his flesh and clothing. He seemed unphazed by it and his clothes did not turn to ash under the heat. The snow around him began to melt rapidly as he remained in his seated position. He let out a long exhaled breathe and placed his hands together. "Witness the fire of Fotia." He let out a steady growl as the flames grew more intense and rose several meters into the air like a pillar before coming down and condensing around his body with a fiery glow.

His hair seemed to be on fire as it waved, beard and all, in the mountains chilling winds like dancing flames. "Without death one reaches heights said to be only available to the immortal. Yet this." He raised the cup and drank it now, flames finally dissipating over a short time as he did so. "This is not enough I'm afraid... very few can reach these heights. I hope to be enlightened here. And perhaps my hope will return..." He humbly bowed his head before Qobo and Sophia. Leaving it lowered with hands on his knees until he was given a reply.

But as he waited a loud hurtling sound could be heard echoing across the skies. He looked up and witnessed the massive creature collide into the mountain's top before him.
@FallenTrinity
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Hope seemed lost. The soldiers felt this night will not end with their lives intact. All hopes to escape this fate left with the supply drop and injured evacuation. With no more medics among them to spare the soldiers steeped themselves before the words of the elite captain whom received a message prior to speaking. As he heard the message he smirked a bit with glimmer in his eyes. "Is that So? Well then... hold that barrier! We will not give in here!" He turned to Lila and the hooded man with sudden intrigue and clear priority.

The hooded man was soon dissolving into the black blood that formed a large puddle on the ground. His flesh beneath the cloak merged with the black and created a larger pool. Floating above the pool was the tattered bloodied cloak that now seeped with black coloration to make it pure midnight black. The being before Lila did not move save for its white cape that flowed in the light breeze with an ethereal weightless dance. It was the silence that made one wait patiently. For as they waited for a short time the liquid began to move together with a mind. It's mind showed clear desire to regroup into a form beneath the cloak. Soon the cloaked man rose from the ground once more and filled the cloak with the black blood that now formed the body of the man. It did not drip or appear as liquid once it formed entirely into his thin form. However he was taller and more slender as he stood with legs grounded and clawed feet dug into the earth.

The hooded mans hands grasped the scythe with one hand and grasped his mask with another. Keeping his head down he groaned as black ooze dripped from the hood hiding his face. He placed the mask on and looked up to Lila with a quivering head that shook the mask as he strained to do so. His scythe was now gripped in both hands and even as the bubble may have remained around Lila the man swing his scythe to her skull from the right going left. His speed was impeccable and his arms flowed with boneless fluidity. But as the blade almost reached it's intended target a layer of translucent blue ice coated the surface of the blades handle and the body of Riryoku. "Master!" He yelled with fear in his voice. "Fear not.. It is merely the children." The voice of the death lord echoed this with a light hearted tone from beneath the black armor.

"Children huh? That's a funny way to call the ones about to kill you." A calm cooling voice of a young seraphim approached the three as they stood in heated combat. The one adorning the guardians armor was soon enveloped in layers of ice that caccooned it in a solid slab of ice with broken sharp shards around the surface. The hooded man was frozen still but could still speak and breathe. This man approached from the side and held in his hand a bloodied white feather. It's tips were stained with blood. He looked with growing anger at the frozen foes before him as he approached at a gentle pace toward Lila. "What did I say about feeding Lila?" He let out a sigh as he walked besides her and looked down on her with his over six foot height and with a smile she could not see. Snow began to fall abruptly from the skies above despite the lack of clouds. It came from high above and rained down gently on the battle field. A few remaining fires being swept away by the cooling breeze.

"These bastards have killed too many of mine... This ends here. Lila... Get ready."

@13org

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@13org
The response from the soldiers was a mix of hopeless confusion and intrigue. They saw Lila approach them and their numbers parted around her as she came through. They felt the fear they knew now from witnessing the power of darkness. It was now their hope to see what darkness could do against its own kind. However those who could not escape in time felt as their vision and senses faded. To their luck they stumbled outside of this bubble and escaped. Soldiers lined up once more but with what little shields they had left and weapons that remained.

A supply group came charging in from the trees however, a dragon carriage trampling to them with shields and medics prepared for battle and evacuation. The leader of the elites grabbed his helmet and took it off of his head and revealing his Sol traits of white hair and bright colored eyes. His face was tense but he exhaled with a calm breathe. His sweat almost dripped from his hair and he waved the liquid away from his scalp with a violent whip of his hair. He glanced back and saw the Basilisk still standing above the trees and leering down at the field below with glowing cold reptilian eyes.

He urged the soldiers to form a circle to cover their backs and their fronts and allow the supply carriage entry. He waved it in before turning to watch what would result from Lila’s sudden rush. The thought on most of the soldier’s minds were “Thank god that monster is here!” and again the hope that the Aion and the power of the first seraphim they represented and were linked to would be able to save them. They knew little about the texts pertaining to a lord of death and knew nothing of it beyond it was vile.

Darkness… It is merely the absence of light. But its properties have been realigned to meet the needs of petty beings with momentary lives. To rewrite the laws of this world should only be done by the creator and his rightful children. The thoughts of a smooth monotone voice echoed within the mind of Lila as the blood flowed from the frail man’s body and into her mouth. He winced with a loud and elderly shriek that cackled and rattled his mask. Thick blood with a lack of moisture it was nearly gelatinous in consistency. The blood however would surge the knowledge Lila sought within her mind, or so what he knew. She now knew the that the guardian has been almost entirely taken over by the one he calls Lord. He knows that dark cannot exist without light and as such the light of the guardian from Vrondi was necessary to bring about the shift. Lila saw the torture he went through in his younger years as a slave and then a peasant in Nero.

She learned that he found a few pages from a book within a dark temple he was searching desperately for something of value to sell to buy food. These pages awakened within him the search for more and more. He did whatever it took and committed the most atrocious crimes to get the other pages and even though he has yet to find them all he has found a way to summon the one briefly mentioned in the pages as the keeper of the gate. The one that harvests souls and keeps the end of the world starved and weak. All the details he did not know but he knew a voice called to him to complete this task and it was the one that controls the guardian now. Whatever he was he was beyond a mere king or queen in this world and he by summoning him sought a reward beyond riches.

@Ayame
The Fotian soldier felt himself taken back some by her strong womanly charms. Though she appeared youthful she had an air of a maturity with her lack of missteps as she slipped into his space without resistance from him. What soldiers did not know much of was the subtle differences of a woman that was not a bed wench. He however seemed to know the difference and despite his initial gesture being spoken with a light hearted joking tone he gulped at the sight of her wings and tail. He gritted his teeth and narrowed his head with a stiffened neck he spoke. “They do not bother me.” His free hand pointed to his helmet underneath his arm. It was shaped like a dragon’s head and he smiled after pointing this out. “This is what we all are inside. Both a fierce Dragon.” He reached a hand out to touch the strands of her hair with a finger and spoke softly. “And fair Seraphim.”

He could only chuckle at the inquisition of his age. She did not seem older than him by much but despite this he was still youthful in his complexions. “I am a young Fotian indeed. Thirty five years of age.” He saw her eyes and met them with his own to try and appear confident before he spoke more. “Ah but age doesn’t matter!” After he said this a exasperated voice called out from the other soldiers saying give it a rest already! Ha! I think he’s in love! as they appeared to be leaving for their barracks. The soldier turned to Calamity. “I think I recognize you now. Were you on the battle field earlier?” He blinked with surprise at this realization.

Bone Tower. Feral Grounds of Nero

The bone tower appeared before Castiel now as the mist faded away in front of him. The mist moved like it had a sentience and crawled behind Castiel as he walked. It forever blocked the view of what was behind him as he moved onward and only allowed him to see the ever expanding barren land of bones, weapons, wandering souls and dirt. The bone tower however stood at it’s center like a temple to emptiness.

However it was not empty visibly so as a basilisk slithered with slow steady pace from out of the Tower’s lower entry holes and made its way toward Castiel. It was massive as it moved along the ground leaving a trail like a train in it’s wake. Its large forked tongue tasted the air and tasted Castiel. It knew a great many things from this alone and stopped 20 meters from Castiel. It began to ascend high into the sky to reveal its length as its body began to coil beneath its monstrous height. Its true length would be hard to estimate but what did stand above the mass of coiled basilisk was a 130 foot high beast. It’s scaled were arrayed with multicolored streaks that were only visible atop of its entirely black scales in the sunlight.

“Who visits the lord in his time of rest…?” A slow and soft echoing voice of a woman could be heard in Castiel’s mind. The basilisk before him staring into him and blocking his path with almost 200 meters of its twisted width.

@FallenTrinity @Vesuvius00
With a loud boom the soldiers nearly fell to the ground. The waves of wind that bellowed down from the massive wings of the dragon Sulleykaar showed to the soldiers the power that laid within a dragon. For those who knew well they knew this was another testament of a dragon god’s power or at least a previous one. He sprang another hope within the soldiers as they did forget he was with them. However, as Sulleykaar began to rise into the sky and shift forms, giving all below him a gust of wind that caused them to brace themselves. He took away some of their hope when he went above the trees and flew above the hills to call down from afar to one below.
A few archers aided Alexis on her return to the battle but were taken by surprise as the massive dragon emerged from above the highest trees and brought with him the sound of his thunderous wings commanding the air to bend beneath them with heavy pressure.

The cutting his wings did as they allowed him smooth flight was acute in the ears of those below. The archers could not move as they feared the sight of such a dragon and felt it’s roar from the skies like thunder. It was to their surprise that Alexis did not quiver to the sight of this or the sound as it called out to her. “Who the hell is Alexis?” An archer spoke before Alexis leaped into the air and soared with whipping hair and all into the grasp of the dragon. “WHAT THE FFUUUUUCK WAS THAT!?”

@BlackPanther
”Oh how strange this does not feel like my room”

These words prompted the eyes of both Velai and Ziton to dart to where Paon stood. The doorway was not well illuminated but it did reveal Paon’s person and his eyes that appeared as one would think blind. Paon quickly apologized for his intrusion but was already visibly irritating the man standing before Velai with lowered weapon aimed to her bosom. “Eeeeeh!?” He said loudly with a held tone of aggravation.

He looked to him with his glowing hungry yellow eyes. “Get the hell out of here! You blind!?” He questioned with a spitting shout of displeasure. Velai merely shivered as she sat. The weapon still pointed to her and unwavering. The boy behind the man looked visibly shocked by the new one’s presence and lowered in posture as he looked with wide eyes at what may unfold. Velai attempted to communicate as best she could and shook her head and revealed her fear in her expression as best she could to Paon.

“I know you’re not deaf. Get the fuck out before I make you!”

[TZDL2017] Rai vs Tasuke - Preliminaries

Same as always

[TZDL2017] Rai vs Tasuke - Preliminaries

It was abrupt the sudden sound of life within the lower floor of the home. This stirred an unrest within Magnixx as he began to sit up and uncoil from around Hisame. The shouting was a clear indicator of their not being alone. A sharp contrast to the silence and whispers of the wind that alluded to the unknown. "Ah yes... perhaps he is the one I seek." He brought his hands up to run his chin in thought. He was certainly here for a reason and had reason to believe a battle would need to be won for him to have freedom and return home. He looked at the woman who looked puzzled just as he about the current situation. "It seems it is..." He sighed understanding the situation. He gripped the bed sheets and began to tie it around his waist and making a sort of toga. With his hair he made a whipping wheel, a hand flying back to grip the long strands and tie them into a more efficient tail. His wings remained folded neatly and he glanced behind himself at Hisame before heading for the door.

With light steps he walked and held himself with grace as he made his way down the staircase. He lowered his head to avoid the dip on the lowered cieling and sought to meet the farmer. Be him afraid or calm Magnixx merely watched the mans reaction and would stand with almost frozen stillness in the shadows casted by the warm lights that cut through the dark. "I commend you farmer. Never have I seen a home for a peasant with such utilities."

[TZDL2017] Rai vs Tasuke - Preliminaries

With warm hands he whisked away her air of discontentment. The tension he felt from her seemed to melt it away within his palms. He looked at her with an amused squint as she moved and squealed to his touch. It was a very familiar and this brought up his nagging question. "I've noticed you..." He slid his hand from her bottom up her back and rested on her shoulders. His free hand wiping beads of moisture from his brows. "You don't fear me. Like you say I would be looked at with fear and hatred. For a foreign world as this how is it that you... a mere woman can brave intimacy with a being such as me." He looked now to her eyes to read her expression.