The Dark Lord Tyrius
Burning Icebitch
The Dark Lord Tyrius
Burning Icebitch
The Dark Lord Tyrius

*Tyrius howls in rage*
"RRRRRAAAARGH!!!! I've had MANY women!... my entire bed chamber is FILLED WITH THEM!!!"
*Tyrius then burns with a bright red aura and fires another two handed Super Devil Cannon.*

"Uh oh..."
*Aileen mutters to herself, her cocky grin fading as she sees the massive beam headed her way. Quickly, she turns and runs and generatets a wall of ice in front of her, which she runs up and backflips off the top of just barely avoiding the beam, but not the insuing explosion. Caught in the blast, she is sent hurtling to the ground and tumbles for a bit, before getting to her feet, her lycanthropic healing factor already repairing the damage.*
"Tha was a close one..."
*She mutters to herself.*
"Ah need tae be more careful, try tae pradict his movements better, keep leadin him one... One slip up, and Ah've had it!"
*She quickly turns to Tyrius.*
"Full o women ye say?"
*Aileen taunts back.*
"Full o ones tha were already dead!"

*Tyrius hisses through his teeth as he clenches them and shakes his right fist in anger*

"Or could it be tha ye bored them tae death wit yer performace, as they just layed there, motionless, waitin fo ye tae finish up, while barely even bein tickled by something nae even as big as a peanut?"


*Tyrius is absolutely furious. His pale complexion begins to turn red and he begins to burn with raging blue hellfire and his right fist begins to trip blood. he roars out, and the ground begins to shake.*


From out of the pile, a form emerges. Covered in wounds, the Elf rises to his feet, no longer clad in a fair and benevolent countance, but dressed in black robes. Under the hood, the group glimpses a corpse pale face with sulfurous yellowed eyes. The Elf brings to bear his swords, the blades now a crimson red.

He lets one of the blades fly which impales itself within Tyrius's back. #TYRIUS!# With a scream that was more bestial than human, Sha launched himself at Tyrius with a spinning attack, seeking to cut the Vampire Lord down with one blow.

((Ooc:1:02-03))