Essence of Acknowledgement (Fanfiction RP)

[Kechero-TheForsakenRose]

She nodded, sticking her coin under her tounge. "We will return, mark that. And thank you once more. This will be our crowning glory, Xanzibar, my dear." She turned and swemp from the room, "let the son of Chronos do his worst. The thicker the clay is, the better the paint."  

[Demonic Repentance]

"Speed," He said to the others, who nodded. From his knees, black adamantine curved back towards his body.  

[Ry Dusk Nikolai]

Periru smiled some to him, a long black couch stretching out behind her as she laid down on it, smiling some as her clothing changed. She was now wearing a blue skirt that showed off the creaminess of her legs and a long sleeved white turtle neck. Her long black hair was spread around her as she closed her eyes lightly.

Though deep in the recesses of her mind, she was troubled.  

[Mileena Chardonnay]

"Even with these magic coins, I think we'll need some assistance. Shall we call in reinforcements, my sweet?"  

[Demonic Repentance]

"What is it, my dear?" He asked, holding her closely.  

[Kechero-TheForsakenRose]

"Yes, I think we shall." She smiled, "our friends should play too."  

[Demonic Repentance]

"Wait for them to reach the surface and attack."  

[Ry Dusk Nikolai]

Periru rested her cheek against his shoulder, trying to get a hold of the sounds and visions in her head. "I'm...hearing things...voices mainly. Occasionally, I get a flash of a person or place..." She held onto him, Daemon's voice in her head now, as well as the images of Xanzibar and his love.  

[Demonic Repentance]

"Curious," He murmured quietly. "I'll have to ask the Elder Ones about it..."  

[Mileena Chardonnay]

Thousands upon thousands of Darklings emerged from the undergound, a black tide upon the shores of Styx. They hopped and bounced, gnashing their teeth and laughing inanely, awaiting orders. Xanzibar turned to Marish, smiling sweetly.

"Did you wish to do the honours?"  

[Demonic Repentance]

"Prepare. They are coming."  

[Kechero-TheForsakenRose]

"If you insist, Dark Prince." She smiled twistedly, "lets paint the town red!" She ordered for the attack to begin.  

[Demonic Repentance]

He flexed the blades, getting impatient.  

[Mileena Chardonnay]

The charged, the collective thump of their footsteps like the heartbeat of a titan. The two forces collided with a sound like thunder as claws and blades clashed for dominance. Red rivers flowed through ivory ashes; manic laughter filled the field as the Darklings fought with the atrocity and ferocity of savage beasts. Xanzibar was using his fellow Darklings as portals, catching many soldiers by surprise and assassinating a fair few. He was slowly making his way toward the main target...  

[Demonic Repentance]

He sat down, his palms touching the earth. "Purification of Gaea." Spikes shot up, missing the soldiers but purifying most of the Darklings.