@kishin asura
The underdog would be spared, if he was still breathing, for Kerrigan leaves without another word. Let within the rubble of the building, mayhap someone would find him. In fact, someone did. A woman, her body glowing with a light which felt pleasant to the underdog. As she lifted him from the rubble, and carried him off to the nearest hospital, the bleeding from his wounds ceased, and his pain left him. As she lay him before the doors of the hospital, she already began to fade. Was it an angel? Was it something more? He would learn, later...
@thewizardguy
The fight within hell itself raged, something happened. Ozzy was shocked by the sudden flair of fire, and he looked over at the man before the bounty hunter, who was scrambling backwards, his form shifting to a scrawny hooded man, which allowed him to avoid catching fire. Ozzy had heard of this man...as Ozzy pulled out his phone, he seemed to loose focus on all else, as he dialed a number.
"..Dad?" He asked.
@Wraithblade6
Mithias may be jolted as he heard Ozzy's voice come across the coms network, and Drac would suddenly jolt up.
"Ozzy? Yes, I'm here." He says. These next words would spell what would happen.
"...The man who gave you that talisman, that emperor...he's here." Ozzy's voice said, a hint of fear within his voice. As these words entered into Drac's ears, he stood, slowly. Mithias could see something within Drac stir, writhe, and worm its way inside of his soul. True, pure, and un-barred rage. Letting out a roar fitting a monster of legend, Drac's hand ripped into the air as a portal was torn, not formed, in the fabric of the world he had created. In hell, something similar happened, the Arch mage's tampering weakening the fabric of the place, a weave slowly going fray. As Drac stomped though, those in hell could see something worrying. Something which would cause those there to, for a moment flinch.
Not only had Drac returned, but he looked like a demon. His eyes glowing red, like dying suns, and his mouth letting out a constant red mist, as if his body was trying to funnel out the sheer anger he was feeling. Ozzy, Lisa, and Eruka (who had to be dragged) fell back, into a deep cave, behind Ozzy's throne. Clayman, Leeroy, and the bounty hunter stood their ground, but they showed fear. Drac looked across the fields of hell, until his eyes locked on to the Dragon Emperor...and like a bolt of crimson lighting, Drac flew towards the emperor, roaring like a animal. With his apperent quarry being tackled by another, the bounty hunter quickly shifted targets to the girl floating about, the one who was purple, he began to move forwards, no weapons in his hands, as he approched her. Clayman saw that Leeroy had 5, at least for now, and that the Arch mage was the only one without a foe, at least for now. He began his attack once again, but did so with extreme caution, lest another portal open beneath him.
The underdog would be spared, if he was still breathing, for Kerrigan leaves without another word. Let within the rubble of the building, mayhap someone would find him. In fact, someone did. A woman, her body glowing with a light which felt pleasant to the underdog. As she lifted him from the rubble, and carried him off to the nearest hospital, the bleeding from his wounds ceased, and his pain left him. As she lay him before the doors of the hospital, she already began to fade. Was it an angel? Was it something more? He would learn, later...
@thewizardguy
The fight within hell itself raged, something happened. Ozzy was shocked by the sudden flair of fire, and he looked over at the man before the bounty hunter, who was scrambling backwards, his form shifting to a scrawny hooded man, which allowed him to avoid catching fire. Ozzy had heard of this man...as Ozzy pulled out his phone, he seemed to loose focus on all else, as he dialed a number.
"..Dad?" He asked.
@Wraithblade6
Mithias may be jolted as he heard Ozzy's voice come across the coms network, and Drac would suddenly jolt up.
"Ozzy? Yes, I'm here." He says. These next words would spell what would happen.
"...The man who gave you that talisman, that emperor...he's here." Ozzy's voice said, a hint of fear within his voice. As these words entered into Drac's ears, he stood, slowly. Mithias could see something within Drac stir, writhe, and worm its way inside of his soul. True, pure, and un-barred rage. Letting out a roar fitting a monster of legend, Drac's hand ripped into the air as a portal was torn, not formed, in the fabric of the world he had created. In hell, something similar happened, the Arch mage's tampering weakening the fabric of the place, a weave slowly going fray. As Drac stomped though, those in hell could see something worrying. Something which would cause those there to, for a moment flinch.
Not only had Drac returned, but he looked like a demon. His eyes glowing red, like dying suns, and his mouth letting out a constant red mist, as if his body was trying to funnel out the sheer anger he was feeling. Ozzy, Lisa, and Eruka (who had to be dragged) fell back, into a deep cave, behind Ozzy's throne. Clayman, Leeroy, and the bounty hunter stood their ground, but they showed fear. Drac looked across the fields of hell, until his eyes locked on to the Dragon Emperor...and like a bolt of crimson lighting, Drac flew towards the emperor, roaring like a animal. With his apperent quarry being tackled by another, the bounty hunter quickly shifted targets to the girl floating about, the one who was purple, he began to move forwards, no weapons in his hands, as he approched her. Clayman saw that Leeroy had 5, at least for now, and that the Arch mage was the only one without a foe, at least for now. He began his attack once again, but did so with extreme caution, lest another portal open beneath him.