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In my opinion, the action was pretty fluid.
In my opinion, the action was pretty fluid.
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Wow at those last four posts! Great action xD
The beautiful symphony of Fenna, Barracker and Adam was so amazing, it made the Boss Post easily and elegantly come into form! Thanks!
I'm hers? The gall of this woman. The unmitigated arrogance. That fire in her eyes. It won't be enough now that she's without her friends.
And it wasn't. Even though Fenna was not as reckless as Zell, Zigmund had almost cut her arm off inside of ten seconds of single-combat. Only her Ranger speed her saved her, not to mention her ability to keep distance with her spear. She would not last-
What!?
Zigmund's eyes could not help but be drawn to the brown flash that blitzed across view, flying behind Fenna.
The vampire.
He expected he would get a few more seconds alone with Fenna, but the water javelins hadn't even been enough. Even after underestimating how much Second Chance had grown, he could STILL not accurately assess their strength! And this new addition to their party - his speed and combat experience was so high that he alone was foiling Zigmund's current plan!
His focus flicked from a spear thrusting toward him, mid-height, to a greatsword swinging his way from a flanking angle, low-height.
My water form isn't back yet. I cannot dodge this. I thought I'd have more time to draw more of them into the trap. I must spring it now or suffer!
The red light on his visor glowed brightly and all of the water droplets that had rained onto the floor and onto Fenna, exploded into sharp icicles, big like blades. Sharp like them too. It was too soon, but he would at least take two adventurers out.
Wait! What now!?
Roots. Those roots from some water absorbant plant known for thriving in the driest of desert regions. Invigorated in size and magnified in power. The very bane of Zigmund's existence.
Curse that Druid!
Fortunately for Fenna, where she was stood, the roots grew around her feet sucked 90% of the water from her clothes and the floor around, so her damage was minimal. Her damage and injury resistance was enough to stave off serious bodily harm.
However, Barracker was not so lucky. He came in from the flank and was not yet in close enough range to where the roots, that grew mostly around Zigmund, were. What water he was stood over and the last-moment rain across his neck, visor and chest was enough to do critical damage. His visor cracked, his armour tore and he was badly wounded. Due to his vampire toughness, and the forced early spring of the trap, he would be incapacitated for only 1 Round.
Fenna's lack of serious injury, plus her grit, meant that she only lost a portion of power in her spear thrust, meaning that Zigmund's armour was torn once again, although it was barely a scratch on his flesh. But his armour was once more breached, meaning his overall damage resistance was lowered and he had two glaring weakpoints courtesy of The Unswattable Fly.
He did manage to avoid those dastardly roots though, with a leap backward out of the danger area. Instead of moving against another, he maintained a defensive stance for a brief moment to gauge his surroundings.
And pin-point that damned Druid.
Zigmund saw the anchor come into view and tried to bring his Executioner's Axe down quicker, but the weapon hit hard-pat soil. He growled in frustration as Zell's body was taken from him. As he looked to see where the almost-dead adventurer was being taken to, he saw another that he recognized.
The Cleric. I'd recognize that scowl from anywhere. Giving the orders in the last fight. Smart. Quick to act and adjust. His mere presence is going to make this more difficult. And now he carries the weapon of weapon of his dead friend. Pathetic humanisms.
The steam was sucked out of the air and back into Zigmund's body, briging everybody into perfect view.
It is inconcievable how much stronger they've gotten, but I've beaten parties this strong before. And now only five of them are standing. As long as I don't make another mistake, I can floor a 2nd one of them. Yes. Enjoy this Zigmund. The kills will come soon enough.
Zigmund decided not to chase down James and Zell. Such a tactic would just see the other adventurers all flock to get in his way. Instead:
Zigmund summoned 5 Water Javelins above his head, then let them launch at Adam, Barracker, James, Zell and MacKensie, leaving him a chance to run at Fenna.
The Javelins were fast but not unavoidable for those with speed and not unblockable for those with the means to do so. However targets would incur a minor injury if not dealt with. For Zell, this attack is undodgeable.
"You're mine."
Zigmund rushed Fenna with the Executioner's Axe and threw broad sweeps and swings at her, water droplets raining to the floor as the weapon whizzed from all angles at the Ranger. He would hopefully injure her. Hopefully kill her. If she was not equal to his combat, she would be injured.
Although this entire ploy was for something else.
Damn, you guys are writting a lot, I will post tonight
Morning James is the best!
<Snipped quote by Teyao>
You got this brother. Invoke the power of God and ANIME.
Her! The unswattable fly! Couldn't see her until it was too late. Timing flawless.
Fenna's Ascended spear struck clean and true, the sharp tip striking magical steel armour, scraping up an inch and into the seam of the steel plates at Zigmund's waist, breaching the armour and penetrating flesh. A splash of blood and water came from the entry wound.
"Argh!"
Zigmund managed to slant Barracker's blade away as he stumbled, Fenna's charge pushing him sideways, her spear digging deep. Blood and water seeped down his hip, but he grabbed the shaft of the spear, his other hand swinging his bardiche at the woman to make her dodge, giving him time to pull the spear from his body, turn to water and drop into nothing more than a puddle.
He moved fast along the floor to safe space and jumped back up into form - first water then physical. However, the grevious wound in his waist remained.
How!? How can she possess the ability to bypass my defences? How are they all so strong!?
Now he was hurt. Now he was angry. And speaking of angry-
"ZIGMUUUUND!!!"
No more games.
The swings were so wild, Zigmund didn't have to do much anyway. But he was angry too. With an old Ascension power of his own, from back when he was a simple-minded human - an Adventurer just like them - he activated a temporary strength and endurance boost. Then he summoned dual Sai's - water upgrade-transformed to steel - easily dodged one of Zell's swings then- STAB -then dodged another then- STAB STAB STAB STAB STAB! It happened to fast, Zell was treated like a pin cushion and then spinning kicked 15 feet away.
Zell had taken critical damage and would be out of the fight for 2 rounds. A cure spell could reduce this penalty to 1 round.
Zigmund was about to attend to other fighters who weren't punctured up and eating dirt, until...
In my anger I did not see it, at first. But that man has MY sword.
Zigmund threw down a steam bomb to blind the entire area of his next move, then headed toward Zell to reclaim what was rightfully his and make his first kill of the fight. His dual Sai's turned to water and reformed into a exectuioner's axe. Fitting. As he neared, the axe turned to Titanrock and...
Suffice to say, considering Zell's condition, this attempted killing blow was undodgeable.
<Snipped quote by Saiyan>
That reminds me, I never really watched DB but it's a shame Akira Toriyama died.
He lives on in his body of work, forever. RIP
Auto hit for the next poster! Can't wait to see who gets it.
And I feel bad for the character who's writer goes the turn after that!
And I feel bad for the character who's writer goes the turn after that!
The blade Zigmund tried to stab MacKensie with, snapped in two against the sudden appearance of a stone body. It took a second for the broken blade to turn to water, reform and turn back to steel, although by this time Zigmund was already moving to try and throw a blade at Adam. But he didn't get a chance to see if his blade landed because, another was hot on his tail.
Who is this one? His technique is powerful, polished, ferocious. A tower shield AND claymore? He is no ordinary human.
After feeling the power increase of the weaklings, Zigmund was no longer toying around and started to warm up. He was equal, just barely, to Barracker's offensive. He evaded the claymore, parried where possible, braced and took the shield bash on his shoulder - a price to avoid the shield swipe that might have broken his helmet.
When Zigmund found some space and time, his blades, including the one he'd thrown at Adam, turned to water to flew back to his body. Then he summoned a large, two-handed bardiche - water upgrade-tranformed into Titanrock(a rare material that rivalled orichalcum.)
I can match him now, he edges me attack-frequency but I edge him in attack-speed. They found a competent addition in Valhiem. Power. Experience.
In one moment, his Titanrock Bardiche- CLASH -met equally the Orichalcum Claymore, and Zigmund leaned his head right up to Barracker's face.
"Vampire," he assessed. Then he head-butted Barracker to break their lock.
The final aerial attack from Barracker forced Zigmund to block, bringing him to one knee, holding the claymore from coming down on him.
For the next few moments, Zigmund could not move as he held off Barracker's greatsword. The next attack would automatically land and depending on who and how they took advantage of a free attack, it was a chance to do huge damage.
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