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 Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 11:55 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 12:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 2:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 2:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 2:54 pm
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"You're too kind," Vence said, putting an enthusiastic note in. He was far from that, though.
He took a step forward, and vanished, seemingly. In a split second, he had transported himself from 20 feet in front of Pride, to directly behind her, his blade touching her spine. Light magic came in handy, once in a while.
He knicked the base of her neck, and jumped back before she could place a hit on him. As he landed, he threw down his fist, and a wave of fire erupted and charged forward. And that was only a small portion of his fire magic. In the past few years, his magic had increased almost ten-fold. It would prove handy now.
Still not taking the time to stop, he threw up a full elemental sheild, an S-rank magical ability, according to the acadamy he went to just last year. Now he was protected from most elemental attacks. Some could get through, but he had to worry about physical attacks now. he was sure she could do just as much damage physically as magically, maybe more.
He started to circle around her general position, flashing occasionally to another part of the room, developing a strategy in his mind.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 3:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 3:24 pm
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Vence flipped back and landed on his feet.
"As I expected. Magic can pierce my sheild, but not often. Physical contact is not prevented, however. So my "flash step" is useless. Very well then, then I'll just have to fight you directly, wont I?"
Vence searched deep inside himself, looking for the last bit of magic that would be the most powerful. Using it may as well be his death. A human using a god's power was death, after all. It would temporarily keep Pride's magic at bay, though, and that was all he needed. Temporary. How long would it last? A minute? Five minutes?
A small flicker came into his mreach, and he pulled at it. As soon as it was drawn out, its power increased one hundred-fold. Uncontrollable energy poured out of him, causing serious damage to his surroundings. Now was his only chance, that would most likely be fended off. But now he was on equal ground. In this state of utilizing light magic at it's core, even the most powerful evil was subjected to at least some injury. And any damage he recieved, however fatal, would only cause discomfort. Pride in her state was an insect, but no doubt she would use her own black magic.
"Let us fight on equal ground. Magic versus magic, and blade verses blade." His voice was no longer his. It sounded like many voices speaking at once, all of which sounded pure and holy. The sword in his hand disappeared, and was replaced by a blade of pure light, in physical form.
Pride could not remove this state from him. This was not summoned magic, in a sense, so it could not be removed from him. This magic was him. If it was shut away from him, he would die in seconds. But the gods were the only ones who could do that now, and only the god of the element he was using; the god of light.
[Vence is getting pretty serious, I think. Basically, he just became a mortal god. xp Epic win, unless Pride does the same. o_0]
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 3:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 4:53 pm
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Veleth found he was scremaing - the sensation was like having his entrails torn out, and every atom of his internal energy struggled to cling (against his will) to his brother. It was quickly done, whoever, and he found himself in his demonic body, looking across at his brother, stood looking stunned.
His brother's eyes were blue. He managed a smile. He always imagined they were blue. He sagged, the process having taken most of his energy.
The sphere's magic dispelled a little and his brother looked frantically over at Renten.
"What do I do?" he asked desperately with a determination obviously marked with a huge amount of fear.
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"And how do I do that, my lady?" Athanlor said, widening hsi stance a little and half crouching ready to parry anotehr attack. defelction was the only way he could work - he just had to get her weapons and use them against her.
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Craban snarled and bit down on hsi tngue at teh pain the ick caused in his fingers. he instantly went for another dagger store din hsi person,a nd ended up drawing out the drow dagger.
"How appropriate, right?" he said bitterly, displaying the drow dagger and then attacked again
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 5:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 5:18 pm
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"Lust? But surely that will amke you stronger." athanlor said. he charged for her and in a surprisingly agile move ducked to slide, tripping her leg's form udner her and then leaping on top to straddle her and pin her down.
"Is this what you seek?" he said, glaring at her, keeping her wrists on the ground. somehow he doubted that she was in any way weaker than he was strength-wise.
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Craban met him, stabbing with one dagger and blocking with the other, clashing with the metal.
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Veleth's brother nodded.
"I-I'll do what I can." he said.
Veleth smield up at him. "Concentrate, i'll protect you from harm."
"We dont know magic..."
"You've seen it enough. Try" Veleth urged.
The brother nodded and close dhis eyes. he was having all on teh new sensation of reathing and his limbs, let alone on concentrating on magic. But Veleth was right - they had seen enough magic before. Veleth had seen it as a feminine disapline and disliekd it, but he had always been intrigued.
"Please..." he willed it. he held out his hands, palms widened and he trie dot gather some energy togetehr as Renten had. he ried to focus on purity and nature. He took a few deep breaths, feeling lightheaded form the direct oxygen. light flickered and gradually an orb came to him.
"In the light and under God I purify you.." he siad quietly, the words popping into his head. "let Sin wither under the unborn..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 8:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:03 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 12:52 pm
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Vence chuckled a little, amused of where he was and his situation. He was still a match for any sin, in this form. Pure light, untouchable by pure darkness. The blackness around him shimmered, as if trying to shift itself away from him, but could not. The light and darkness together was unstable. It wouldn't last long at this rate. Soon he would lose the power he had and....then what?
You could give in to your other half.
The thought had barely registered in his mind, but he suddenly understood. Yes, he could use pure light, but there was another form of himself, after he had successfully survived a Nitemare's stab wound, without becoming part of the darkness. Could he suddenly change from pure light to pure shadow? Become similar a Sin?
He let a plan form into his mind, as he shrugged and snapped his fingers. The space around Pride suddenly burned a white light, and A sphere formed, slowly closing in. She would be able to escpae, but she would lose some time. All the time he needed. He had used the last of his energy, due to being in this void. The magic slipped away, and he returned to his human form.
Now for another transformation. Could he do it? He didn't even know how to draw it out...
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 10:46 pm
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