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Jensoman Yzeira ignored Jenso's wry comment. "No." He turned to face Jenso. The around the tower's peak began to pick up, pushing his coat with it, and loosening the rain somewhat. "Oft it is people like you who act as mascots for your populations. Colorful, annoying mascots that, once defeated, topple those behind them like dominoes." He rose one of his hands slightly, touching the rim of one pocket on his coat. "I've seen it time and time again. Once you are dead, your people will falter. I might have killed you earlier if you actually presented yourself as a threat." He looked to the side and winced. "My mistake- I would have killed you again. The fact that Nexus revived you will change nothing. Even he has lost hope in your petulant little conquest."
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Nihilist, but like, the cool type of nihilist, you know?
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The spiral of stairs leading up towards where Yzeira stood poised to strike down the universal fabric was cramped, and long. Jenso walked for several minutes before he reached a small gap, leading out onto the roof. The staircase was wet, slippery, and almost faded into the flattened plateau atop the tower. As he emerged, it became clear that it was raining profusely. It looked as if an ocean storm had rolled in, either as a result of the disturbance above them, or on sheer coincidence. Either way, his footing would be precarious if he did not take care.
"And so you come," Yzeira hissed, standing on top of a small podium that directed him towards the massive tear in the sky with his back turned to the golden hero. Jenso could barely see his body's details through the thick wall of rainfall, but his silhouette was clear. He turned his head slightly, revealing one eye. "I won't bother asking why."
Zelriane parried the bladed staff upwards with the palm of his hand and struck forward. He was too fast to avoid in his original form, but his punch dealt more damage to his own hand in his weakened state, than it did to Zios. The man flipped backwards and landed several feet away.
"This fusion is permanent, then..." He mused. He dropped his fighting post and rested his posture, looking up towards Zios with a sudden calm. Though, earnestly, what swept him over was not a random swell of confidence or insanity, but amusement. He'd never though about it being necessary before. "Shaidra, Fetch," he whispered, as inaudibly as possible. Then he chuckled, hoarse enough that it quickly devolved into a coughing fit. "I have lost. You are, with all honesty, far stronger than anything we have come across before. But I will not simply lie down and accept my death. Instead, I think I'll take a note from my old friend's idiotic notebook for once..." Zelriane took a few steps back shakily. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but..."
Out of a cloud of smoke, a large mass of muscled flesh fell towards the ground. It was a torso, and a head, with shredded clothes, and stumps for arms.
It was Rajaka.
"Do you want to see something... Rad?"
"This fusion is permanent, then..." He mused. He dropped his fighting post and rested his posture, looking up towards Zios with a sudden calm. Though, earnestly, what swept him over was not a random swell of confidence or insanity, but amusement. He'd never though about it being necessary before. "Shaidra, Fetch," he whispered, as inaudibly as possible. Then he chuckled, hoarse enough that it quickly devolved into a coughing fit. "I have lost. You are, with all honesty, far stronger than anything we have come across before. But I will not simply lie down and accept my death. Instead, I think I'll take a note from my old friend's idiotic notebook for once..." Zelriane took a few steps back shakily. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but..."
Out of a cloud of smoke, a large mass of muscled flesh fell towards the ground. It was a torso, and a head, with shredded clothes, and stumps for arms.
"FUCKING FUCK, FUCK ME THAT-"
It was Rajaka.
"Do you want to see something... Rad?"
~ End Of Chapter 203 ~
Zelriane's technique ended early. His eyes widened as a searing pain ran across his back, and forced him to stumble forward. Blood finally ran freely down his bare back, and began to soak the top of his tightly bound shorts. It was quick, and effective, but he didn't tremble or falter from that single wound. It was just shallow enough to avoid severing his spine, after all.
"Bah.." He stood up slowly, and spun around to face Zios again, taking a step forward to reaffirm his stance. As he did so, he stumbled once again, before reaching a solid form. "My death will change nothing. If anything, it will bring your end quicker." He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly. His stability was slowly beginning to fade with each passing second. "It is fortunate for you then... That I... Do not plan on dying here..." His mouth hung open slightly. "Why would you... Willingly join forces with that creature of the void I wonder... A creature who's values once sat not too far from my own..." He breaths were growing more shallow by the second. He felt something other than the pain sting him deeply, and looked away from Zios slightly. "Hmmm..."
"Bah.." He stood up slowly, and spun around to face Zios again, taking a step forward to reaffirm his stance. As he did so, he stumbled once again, before reaching a solid form. "My death will change nothing. If anything, it will bring your end quicker." He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly. His stability was slowly beginning to fade with each passing second. "It is fortunate for you then... That I... Do not plan on dying here..." His mouth hung open slightly. "Why would you... Willingly join forces with that creature of the void I wonder... A creature who's values once sat not too far from my own..." He breaths were growing more shallow by the second. He felt something other than the pain sting him deeply, and looked away from Zios slightly. "Hmmm..."
The light revealed Zelriane, battered by the blast, and knocked out of his mossy form. As the ribbons approached him, he moved quickly, aiming to shatter each spike before it reached him, panting heavily between each violent jerk that prompted his movements.
"...So...Durable..." Zelriane gasped quietly, constantly moving to defend himself from the onslaught with his Agoniki drenched hands. "...Why won't...You die?.." Zelriane's body tightened, and vanished, appeared behind Zios. He landed on the ground quietly and pointed his hands forwards.
"Akari!" Once again, he turned his body into a knife-like stream of energy, and attempted to dash directly through Zios from behind. "Fall!" He gasped desperately, "FALL, DAMN YOU!"
"...So...Durable..." Zelriane gasped quietly, constantly moving to defend himself from the onslaught with his Agoniki drenched hands. "...Why won't...You die?.." Zelriane's body tightened, and vanished, appeared behind Zios. He landed on the ground quietly and pointed his hands forwards.
"Akari!" Once again, he turned his body into a knife-like stream of energy, and attempted to dash directly through Zios from behind. "Fall!" He gasped desperately, "FALL, DAMN YOU!"
More and more mana poured into the little tavern, quickly turning it into a practical little lake for anyone with poor intentions. Dannisus nodded along with Aelih's explanation quietly, doing his best to ignore Fauve's crude comment. He'd heard that same nonsense before, but not often enough to associate it with the usual slurs. "Seems like the elves have their own share of problems. I'm sorry about your village," he croaked whilst pushing himself away from the table, "And I'm sorry to be leaving so suddenly too, but this place is getting a little crowded- Mya," Dannisus quickly stood up and looked around, before nodding at both Lui and Aelih. "It was nice meeting you two- Ah, and that," He pointed at Lui's ruby eye, "I'll be in town for a day or two, at least. Once you've settled your business, I could take a look at that for you." He offered her a curt little wave, and the same to Aelih. "Myao!"
In quick fashion, before either of the two could respond to him, the little Myti scampered off and out of the tavern. He'd had a room, but the day was still young. He could always just come back later, or not at all. Having so many magic users around him at once made him feel like he was back at home. It wasn't a pleasant feeling in the least.
Outside the tavern, he took a deep breath. Fresh air! Smells of freshly cut stone was off-put by the river's misty thrall. It was much kinder to his nose, but still stung, if only slightly. He didn't exactly like being around running water, but it gave the town an ounce of charm it might've lacked otherwise. Dannisus stood outside the tavern quietly, setting himself beside the door. "Mraa..." There probably wasn't really anything to worry about inside. Maybe all he really needed was some fresh air to clear his head, after all.
In quick fashion, before either of the two could respond to him, the little Myti scampered off and out of the tavern. He'd had a room, but the day was still young. He could always just come back later, or not at all. Having so many magic users around him at once made him feel like he was back at home. It wasn't a pleasant feeling in the least.
Outside the tavern, he took a deep breath. Fresh air! Smells of freshly cut stone was off-put by the river's misty thrall. It was much kinder to his nose, but still stung, if only slightly. He didn't exactly like being around running water, but it gave the town an ounce of charm it might've lacked otherwise. Dannisus stood outside the tavern quietly, setting himself beside the door. "Mraa..." There probably wasn't really anything to worry about inside. Maybe all he really needed was some fresh air to clear his head, after all.
"Miserable bastard," Zelriane grunted, in an uncharacteristically coy manner. His right arm began to glow, and he pulled his left hand away from the sudden mass of hyper-dense matter that spawned in Zios' grasp. "Ōkī-Hikari" The moss that covered his entire body rose in brightness as the orb of darkness pulled at him violently. "I wonder how this will affect you at such a close range?" The shine from Zelriane's body began to change hue. "Perhaps it will work just as well..." His left hand struggled to form a sign, but once he was finished, the technique was ready to be unleashed. "Kai-"
In a brilliant display, Zelriane's body detonated in a brilliant jade tinted explosion. The Agoniki within his body poured outwards in all directions, looking for the closest conduit to latch onto, and in its usual fashion, eat away at. The explosive force itself was where the real danger lied. Zelriane was unable to follow through with his initial plan, but he did manage to get in close. Although his explosive techniques lacked the properties of his void-purge, the sheer raw power behind it was not to be trifled with...
...Albeit at a particularly draining cost.
In a brilliant display, Zelriane's body detonated in a brilliant jade tinted explosion. The Agoniki within his body poured outwards in all directions, looking for the closest conduit to latch onto, and in its usual fashion, eat away at. The explosive force itself was where the real danger lied. Zelriane was unable to follow through with his initial plan, but he did manage to get in close. Although his explosive techniques lacked the properties of his void-purge, the sheer raw power behind it was not to be trifled with...
...Albeit at a particularly draining cost.
Lui's explanation, although short, brought a frown to Dannisus' face. Humans weren't usually as used to the kind of prejudice he, or any of the other races had to put up with, especially not slavery. But she seemed awfully fine with it, though, immediately directing her attention to his ear. It flapped slightly, and his eyes darted upwards for a second. "Oh," He chirped, reaching up to gently rub the length of his stubby ear, "I was tagged a few years back while passing through Thoris." He flapped and bent his ear a little more, revealing where the flesh was scarred underneath his fur. "Well, tagged, um- Like with a tag, a Mana trap. It's a type of piercing that fuses with your flesh and suppresses mana flow. So I uh..." He swept his hand across his ear. "Sliced it off and escaped." His ears wiggled slightly. "It hurt a lot at first, but now it's fine. Makes it kind of hard to hear though- Like there's always a bunch of water in my ear or something, or ah- Um, that thing that climbers get on top of the mountain that I keep hearing about?" He snapped his finger next to his ear a couple times, and then rested both hands comfortably on the table. "It's not so bad though." He wiggled his nose slightly, and sniffed. Something about the room was starting to get stuff him up. "Nggya, I don't mind being a little deaf. What's worse is the smell in here." He slowly put his booklet away and swayed his body around to take a look at the rest of the bar. "Humans have a really pungent odor, their sweat is like vinegar. He turned back to Lui and then realized something that he probably should have picked up earlier. She didn't smell like a human at all!
The sound of hoof beats and an abrupt thump pulled his attention back towards the tavern's entrance. He snapped towards it quite quickly and let out a very quiet mya. With the new guest, the tavern was slowly turning into a racial convention. Elves were more common than Myti, but an Ipotane? He'd only seen one outside of Sylsashia, and they'd been very rude to him. Dannisus still remembered the smell they carried. It gave the newcomer away almost immediately, and reminded him of a very unpleasant conversation.
As he looked to see who it might've been though, he caught eye of that mean woman from earlier, as she was descending the tavern staircase. Dannisus' face went pale and he immediately turned to address Aelih, huffing quietly with a small smiled. "What about you, Ayleh?.. Ah- Ehm, that wasn't right.." He looked away, towards the ground, and shook his hand gently. That troublesome accent of his was starting to show. "Ayli- Ah.. I can't quite pronounce that properly, ha- I'm sorry." Something about the room was starting to get under his skin. Slowly but surely, the tufts of fur, most notably around his ears, were starting to stand on end. He whipped his tail impatiently. There were a great deal of people in the tavern now. People with significant amounts of mana. "I don't know much about elves!" Dannisus said quickly, trying to distract himself from his nerves, "Or you- Like, where you came from, and why you carry an enchanted spear around- You know, uh..." He took a deep breath, quietly, and looked past her at the Ipotane that entered the room. Thankfully he didn't recognize him. Dannisus looked back at Aelih and tilted his head. "...Stuff, heh."
The sound of hoof beats and an abrupt thump pulled his attention back towards the tavern's entrance. He snapped towards it quite quickly and let out a very quiet mya. With the new guest, the tavern was slowly turning into a racial convention. Elves were more common than Myti, but an Ipotane? He'd only seen one outside of Sylsashia, and they'd been very rude to him. Dannisus still remembered the smell they carried. It gave the newcomer away almost immediately, and reminded him of a very unpleasant conversation.
As he looked to see who it might've been though, he caught eye of that mean woman from earlier, as she was descending the tavern staircase. Dannisus' face went pale and he immediately turned to address Aelih, huffing quietly with a small smiled. "What about you, Ayleh?.. Ah- Ehm, that wasn't right.." He looked away, towards the ground, and shook his hand gently. That troublesome accent of his was starting to show. "Ayli- Ah.. I can't quite pronounce that properly, ha- I'm sorry." Something about the room was starting to get under his skin. Slowly but surely, the tufts of fur, most notably around his ears, were starting to stand on end. He whipped his tail impatiently. There were a great deal of people in the tavern now. People with significant amounts of mana. "I don't know much about elves!" Dannisus said quickly, trying to distract himself from his nerves, "Or you- Like, where you came from, and why you carry an enchanted spear around- You know, uh..." He took a deep breath, quietly, and looked past her at the Ipotane that entered the room. Thankfully he didn't recognize him. Dannisus looked back at Aelih and tilted his head. "...Stuff, heh."
Dannisus nodded quietly along with the commentary being made about his people. While his lifestyle in the forest was hardly comparable to slavery, men were not acknowledged or given positions of power. He looked to Lui and shrugged with a feint smile, nodding at her comment about the loud women behind them. His eyes went back to the table scratches again shortly after. "Myti women don't treat our men like garbage, it's not like that. They just treat us like..." He puckered his lips to one side and thought about it for a second while tracing some of the scratches in the table with his finger. "Children?" He looked up. That seemed right. They certainly treated him like he didn't know any better at home, like a little boy. Then again, he was still 14 when he ran away. His perspective of Myti culture had matured quite significantly since his adolescence. "Myti females... Mature very quickly. Our men just... Don't." He shook his head and began tapping on his leather-bound booklet. "We age slowly during our childhood, like humans. Biologically, male Myti are completely inferior to our female kin. So they act as our protectors. It's pretty important to keep men alive, especially during-" He cut himself off and shook his head. "Ah, regardless, people are rather mean outside of the forest." His nose twitched yet again and he looked Lui over. "Sorry," he huffed, leaning towards he slightly, "I know you're likely busy, but do you mind me asking about your eye?" He pointed at it. His expression wasn't one of sheer curiosity, though. Something about it worried him. He pulled himself back and waved his hand. "It's ok if you don't want to talk about it! I just can't- What I mean is I, uh- My nose," He pointed at his nose, "I have a very good nose for mana and it's- Well it's uh.." Dannisus found himself stumbling over his words. Before Lui could affirm or deny his curiosity, he pulled his book up from the table in a hurry and showed both Lui and Aelih a random page of its contents.
"Magic!" He blurted out, "I study magical artifacts!" He pointed towards his book, and then towards her eye. "Your eye reeks of mana- I mean, it doesn't reek, it smells fine, but mana... Well..." He stopped short and lowered his book slightly, before mouthing the word 'research' with a frown. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything.
"Magic!" He blurted out, "I study magical artifacts!" He pointed towards his book, and then towards her eye. "Your eye reeks of mana- I mean, it doesn't reek, it smells fine, but mana... Well..." He stopped short and lowered his book slightly, before mouthing the word 'research' with a frown. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything.
His nose twitched again.
"Yes," Dannisus mumbled, "It happens all too often. Myti are rare, and males are especially valuable as slaves outside of Sylsashia." His eyes wandered off to trace the crude carvings in their table. Eager to change the topic, he tapped his book against the tabletop once again and inflated his expression with an air of joy. For some reason, addressing Lui's earlier comment seemed like it would be an awfully obtuse inquiry. She'd seemed even less at ease around people than he was, and even managed to upset herself. He looked at her lone ruby eye for a moment before returning a small smile and glancing at Aelih once more. He couldn't get a read on the elf, much less infer their intents or cause of their quiet nature. But that didn't bother him. Not nearly as much as as Lani- "Mya-" He mewled unintentionally yet again. "What brings you two into this, um- To Nadska?" His hand fell limp on top of the little booklet he'd been holding with a little plop. "I'm only passing through myself- I'm sure you've heard the same from most Myti." His right ear spun around, and quickly after, his entire upper body. The feet of his chair ground against he hardwood with a loud squeal as he jerked himself towards the source of the noise. Taverns were always full of the drunk and disorderly, or a few overbearing presences. Fauve's laughter shouldn't have taken him by surprise. He turned back towards his new acquaintances shaking his head in disapproval. "Sorry," Dannisus hissed, "I'm not overly fond of abrupt noises." He pulled his chair back towards the table and waited patiently for either Lui or Aelih to respond, or shrug off his question, with his hands flat against the scratched wood. He mouthed the word 'irritating' while motioning backwards with his eyes quite quickly.
His nose twitched once more. He couldn't help but stare at Lui's eye, shifting occasionally to Aelih's spear. They seemed like nice enough people, surely.
"Yes," Dannisus mumbled, "It happens all too often. Myti are rare, and males are especially valuable as slaves outside of Sylsashia." His eyes wandered off to trace the crude carvings in their table. Eager to change the topic, he tapped his book against the tabletop once again and inflated his expression with an air of joy. For some reason, addressing Lui's earlier comment seemed like it would be an awfully obtuse inquiry. She'd seemed even less at ease around people than he was, and even managed to upset herself. He looked at her lone ruby eye for a moment before returning a small smile and glancing at Aelih once more. He couldn't get a read on the elf, much less infer their intents or cause of their quiet nature. But that didn't bother him. Not nearly as much as as Lani- "Mya-" He mewled unintentionally yet again. "What brings you two into this, um- To Nadska?" His hand fell limp on top of the little booklet he'd been holding with a little plop. "I'm only passing through myself- I'm sure you've heard the same from most Myti." His right ear spun around, and quickly after, his entire upper body. The feet of his chair ground against he hardwood with a loud squeal as he jerked himself towards the source of the noise. Taverns were always full of the drunk and disorderly, or a few overbearing presences. Fauve's laughter shouldn't have taken him by surprise. He turned back towards his new acquaintances shaking his head in disapproval. "Sorry," Dannisus hissed, "I'm not overly fond of abrupt noises." He pulled his chair back towards the table and waited patiently for either Lui or Aelih to respond, or shrug off his question, with his hands flat against the scratched wood. He mouthed the word 'irritating' while motioning backwards with his eyes quite quickly.
His nose twitched once more. He couldn't help but stare at Lui's eye, shifting occasionally to Aelih's spear. They seemed like nice enough people, surely.
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