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The following week had been difficult for Kotori. Everything that had happened to her before her death -- her failure to vanquish the dark, Hakan, the loss of light -- had collapsed around her like rubble, needing to be sorted. Wakinyan was struggling too, his eyes as distant and unreachable as clouds. Fate had not been kind to the heavenly beast, separating him from his own birthright. It was all too common to see him gaze up at the blue yonder, longing for what was lost. While Kotori found solace in her newfound friends, Hitori and Susan, Wakinyan remained silent. Kotori tried to comfort the divine beast, but none of her efforts seemed to succeed. It pained her to see him in this state, more than her own ghosts, but she gave him his space. In the old texts, it was said that time was the greatest healer. She prayed it was so.

With no real guidance, the four kept to the main road that sprang from the capital of Nortestra. The scars left behind by the Mollug invaders grew fresher as the four travelled closer to the capital. In the smouldering ruins of villages, they found overturned carts, their contents plucked apart by lost dogs and other scavengers. Carrion birds circled overhead, though their meals were of a different sort. Kotori did her best to find and bury them.

Seeing the ravaged land brought great sadness to Kotori. Her world had known life once, something even Kotori had taken for granted. These people knew not of what preciousness they squandered. They never would until it was too late. Still, even in the shadow of war, seeds slumbered beneath the charred harvest and the skeletons of houses were haunted by weed and sapling. Someday they would grow into ancients, remembering the carnage long after living memory had faded. Would they sing of the glory or the pain? Or would they whisper so quietly when she drew near? Perhaps it would be like home, where bough and branch ruled over the conquered ruins, the sole heirs to the spoils of forgotten wars.

For several days the four did not come across any other fellow travellers on the road. Then again, Wakinyan's intimidating form was probably enough to scare away any shell-shocked survivor or prospecting thief. When they did meet someone, a dirty looking man, it took a lot of persuasion on Kotori's part to convince them that they meant no harm and that Wakinyan was not going to torch or eat him. Apparently, giant scaled beasts had been somewhat of a problem.

From this man, Kotori learned of the Nortestran-Mollug war and of the ongoing siege on Castellan. It was the last stand for the Nortestrans, who had fought bitterly to defend their waning kingdom from the war-beast that was Mollug. Still, no matter how bravely they fought they were on their last leg. Hope was withering away with each death. The Mollugs (whom the man hated with a passion) were starving out the people within Castellan, slaughtering any who tried to escape. He had known mothers who smothered their babies rather than see them starve or be crushed beneath the next catapult strike. He did not answer Kotori's question as to how he had managed to escape. By that point, she did not care. She vowed to the man that she would help his city and the people trapped within. Of course, he thought she was crazy ("There's a bloody dragon! Ye not hear anything I said, girl!?") and perhaps so too did Susan and Hitori when she told them that she was leaving for the capital immediately, yet both came with her. She also had no idea what a dragon was or looked like.

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Clouds trailed after Wakinyan as he sped across the ravaged land. Even though he had been severed from the skies, he still kept the swiftness of the wind. With each hoofbeat, Kotori could feel the crackle of energy rippling through his hide, mirroring the growing storm above. She sensed that he was glad to be running towards something rather than away for once. There was also an eagerness in his stride, a wrath that had not been quenched. It had been said that Mollug harboured many dark sorcerers, but they also boasted a large army. The wind tugged at Kotori's hair as she glanced back at Hitori and Susan. Would she be able to protect them? Would she even be able to help the city? Doubt lingered in the afterimage of lightning. She found herself praying, yet not knowing who her words were for. Wakinyan was beneath her and the gods who had made him were dead.

Smoke clouded the horizon and in the distance, Kotori could see shapes beginning to form, including what looked like a large bird. It circled and dove beneath the horizon. They were so close now, able to smell the stench of burning flesh mixed with fresh viscera. Screams, roars and shouts melded together in an amorphous hum. In the middle of the road was a shining man of metal, though he was drenched from head to toe in blood. He almost looked like SIN. Wakinyan ran straight towards him, yet instead of trampling him he leapt over the man and the squad of soldiers around him. Arcs of lightning flung from Wakinyan's hide mid-leap, striking only one soldier and any dark mage that was nearby. All fell to the ground, lifeless, at the same moment Wakinyan's hooves returned to the earth. Kotori glanced back, curious of the tinman, but Wakinyan did not. The thunder roared overhead.

Wakinyan crested a hill and those on his back could finally see the carnage. In all her life Kotori had never seen as much blood as she did in that moment. The dead and dying wallowed in coppery mud, crying out to gods or family, neither of which heard them. Giant rocks, some on fire, were soaring through the air. They crashed into what remained of the city's walls. For Kotori it was like watching history unravel itself. She remembered the wind-worn stones, the proud marble statues overgrown with flowers. The halls had holes in them, burns and scratches. Once, Hakan had found a sword. Perhaps this was her chance to rewrite such a fate.

An enormous creature flew in the darkening skies, spilling molten death onto the Nortestran soldiers. That must be what they called a 'dragon'. Her heart stung when she noted it looked just like a divine beast. Kotori drew her bow, her fingers ringed in blue light. She sounded sad as she spoke, though her face was hard. "Hitorikage, Susan, I am glad you are with us. Wind guide you both."

Rain fell and the winds howled as Wakinyan reared up, roaring with a loud crash of thunder. The storm was fully unleashed, striking in blinding bolts down upon the nearest dark-mages, drawn to their shadow and guided by Wakinyan's wrath. The beast tossed his head back, then charged into a nearby cluster of mages. Kotori kept her eyes to the sky, following the dragon. She was drawn to it, somehow.

(Susan and Hitori are free to do as they wish. Stay with thunder pony or do your own thing :>)

The following week had been difficult for Kotori. Everything that had happened to her before her death -- her failure to vanquish the dark, Hakan, the loss of light -- had collapsed around her like rubble, needing to be sorted. Wakinyan was struggling too, his eyes as distant and unreachable as clouds. Fate had not been kind to the heavenly beast, separating him from his own birthright. It was all too common to see him gaze up at the blue yonder, longing for what was lost. While Kotori found solace in her newfound friends, Hitori and Susan, Wakinyan remained silent. Kotori tried to comfort the divine beast, but none of her efforts seemed to succeed. It pained her to see him in this state, more than her own ghosts, but she gave him his space. In the old texts, it was said that time was the greatest healer. She prayed it was so.

With no real guidance, the four kept to the main road that sprang from the capital of Nortestra. The scars left behind by the Mollug invaders grew fresher as the four travelled closer to the capital. In the smouldering ruins of villages, they found overturned carts, their contents plucked apart by lost dogs and other scavengers. Carrion birds circled overhead, though their meals were of a different sort. Kotori did her best to find and bury them.

Seeing the ravaged land brought great sadness to Kotori. Her world had known life once, something even Kotori had taken for granted. These people knew not of what preciousness they squandered. They never would until it was too late. Still, even in the shadow of war, seeds slumbered beneath the charred harvest and the skeletons of houses were haunted by weed and sapling. Someday they would grow into ancients, remembering the carnage long after living memory had faded. Would they sing of the glory or the pain? Or would they whisper so quietly when she drew near? Perhaps it would be like home, where bough and branch ruled over the conquered ruins, the sole heirs to the spoils of forgotten wars.

For several days the four did not come across any other fellow travellers on the road. Then again, Wakinyan's intimidating form was probably enough to scare away any shell-shocked survivor or prospecting thief. When they did meet someone, a dirty looking man, it took a lot of persuasion on Kotori's part to convince them that they meant no harm and that Wakinyan was not going to torch or eat him. Apparently, giant scaled beasts had been somewhat of a problem.

From this man, Kotori learned of the Nortestran-Mollug war and of the ongoing siege on Castellan. It was the last stand for the Nortestrans, who had fought bitterly to defend their waning kingdom from the war-beast that was Mollug. Still, no matter how bravely they fought they were on their last leg. Hope was withering away with each death. The Mollugs (whom the man hated with a passion) were starving out the people within Castellan, slaughtering any who tried to escape. He had known mothers who smothered their babies rather than see them starve or be crushed beneath the next catapult strike. He did not answer Kotori's question as to how he had managed to escape. By that point, she did not care. She vowed to the man that she would help his city and the people trapped within. Of course, he thought she was crazy ("There's a bloody dragon! Ye not hear anything I said, girl!?") and perhaps so too did Susan and Hitori when she told them that she was leaving for the capital immediately, yet both came with her. She also had no idea what a dragon was or looked like.

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Clouds trailed after Wakinyan as he sped across the ravaged land. Even though he had been severed from the skies, he still kept the swiftness of the wind. With each hoofbeat, Kotori could feel the crackle of energy rippling through his hide, mirroring the growing storm above. She sensed that he was glad to be running towards something rather than away for once. There was also an eagerness in his stride, a wrath that had not been quenched. It had been said that Mollug harboured many dark sorcerers, but they also boasted a large army. The wind tugged at Kotori's hair as she glanced back at Hitori and Susan. Would she be able to protect them? Would she even be able to help the city? Doubt lingered in the afterimage of lightning. She found herself praying, yet not knowing who her words were for. Wakinyan was beneath her and the gods who had made him were dead.

Smoke clouded the horizon and in the distance, Kotori could see shapes beginning to form, including what looked like a large bird. It circled and dove beneath the horizon. They were so close now, able to smell the stench of burning flesh mixed with fresh viscera. Screams, roars and shouts melded together in an amorphous hum. In the middle of the road was a shining man of metal, though he was drenched from head to toe in blood. He almost looked like SIN. Wakinyan ran straight towards him, yet instead of trampling him he leapt over the man and the squad of soldiers around him. Arcs of lightning flung from Wakinyan's hide mid-leap, striking only one soldier and any dark mage that was nearby. All fell to the ground, lifeless, at the same moment Wakinyan's hooves returned to the earth. Kotori glanced back, curious of the tinman, but Wakinyan did not. The thunder roared overhead.

Wakinyan crested a hill and those on his back could finally see the carnage. In all her life Kotori had never seen as much blood as she did in that moment. The dead and dying wallowed in coppery mud, crying out to gods or family, neither of which heard them. Giant rocks, some on fire, were soaring through the air. They crashed into what remained of the city's walls. For Kotori it was like watching history unravel itself. She remembered the wind-worn stones, the proud marble statues overgrown with flowers. The halls had holes in them, burns and scratches. Once, Hakan had found a sword. Perhaps this was her chance to rewrite such a fate.

An enormous creature flew in the darkening skies, spilling molten death onto the Nortestran soldiers. That must be what they called a 'dragon'. Her heart stung when she noted it looked just like a divine beast. Kotori drew her bow, her fingers ringed in blue light. She sounded sad as she spoke, though her face was hard. "Hitorikage, Susan, I am glad you are with us. Wind guide you both."

Rain fell and the winds howled as Wakinyan reared up, roaring with a loud crash of thunder. The storm was fully unleashed, striking in blinding bolts down upon the nearest dark-mages, drawn to their shadow and guided by Wakinyan's wrath. The beast tossed his head back, then charged into a nearby cluster of mages. Kotori kept her eyes to the sky, following the dragon. She was drawn to it, somehow.

(Susan and Hitori are free to do as they wish. Stay with thunder pony or do your own thing :>)

YsFanatic · Jan 13, 2020

Charon knew that he was starting to annoy the commanders of the Mollug forces when not only did they vary patrol timing, they also started tearing down anything that could remotely be used for cover. Even debris from destroyed buildings and fallen trees had been removed to prevent him from hiding inside for yet another ambush. But that was fine, the android was about to teach them that not even the ground they walked upon was safe. The soul eater had painstakingly dug a tunnel from some distance away to right under a path the soldiers typically patrolled, a task that had taken many hours during the night. Now he laid just under the surface, careful to to position himself so he could reach up through the dirt, but not so close to the surface where the ground would look disturbed.

Then he waited. For hours. Several, long, boring hours. Charon's internal clock indicated that it was close to noon before his sensors detected anyone coming this way. His excitement grew when the expected number of soldiers for a Mollug patrol in this area, eight, were on their way to his location. The unlucky soldiers were soon walking over his location and as soon as the middle two got to be right over him did he strike. Charon's metal hands burst from the dirt and grabbed an ankle of each soldier, yells of panic turning into screams of agony as the android squeezed, crushing armor and bone alike. Releasing his grip, the android planted his hands onto the ground, and with the power boost from his last devoured soul augmenting his artificial muscles, pushed against the dirt as he sat up. It was obvious he Mollug soldiers had no idea how to react to this metal giant erupting from the ground in a shower of dirt and dust within their formation as they all started panicking. Furthermore the android noted that the bird from earlier was still in the air over where he had started digging and was even now flying to his current location. And on top of that he could hear the sound of some kind of incoming hooved animal moving at a high speed.

Not wasting time, the android exploded into a hurricane of blows with each attack causing crippling damage. Kicks shattered joints, a punch caved in a human's sternum back into his heart, and he crushed another soldier's head with his free hand. As the now headless soldier started to fall to the ground, Charon's sensors analyzed the bird's flight path even as he yanked a dagger from the woman's belt. Timing it just right, he spun and threw the dagger just as his calculations were complete, the weapon neatly impaling the bird. Logging the unusual, black blood spilling from it for later analysis, the android turned back to the last few soldiers able to fight just in time to see a massive unicorn heading their way. The soul eater opened his hand in preparation to summon the Partisan of Conviction to deal with the creature, but found the action unnecessary when it leaped over the battle. To the android's surprise lightning came from it and cooked one of the soldiers before it continued galloping to their main battle. Taking note of the people riding it, Charon figured they had to be more people summoned by SINny. Or not, but it was worth looking into, and that meant following.

Small vents opened at various locations of Charon's mechanical body as he devoured the souls of the recently slain, but he did not move to finish off the wounded or the last two unharmed soldiers. Instead his gaze followed the unicorn for a moment before he broke out into a sprint after it, energy bursting forth from the thrusters on his back for additional speed even as used the recently gained souls to increase his speed. For a short time he'd be able to match the creature's speed, enough to hopefully arrive at their destination not long after them. If they were fighting against Mollug liked the earlier lightning strike suggested, then this was the sign Charon was waiting for and it was time to join the battle proper.

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Snackofthefuture · Jan 13, 2020

IVAN

Ivan wandered down the road, high as fuck and slightly delirious from exhaustion. He had gotten lost while on the way to Castellan and had barely found his way back on to the road. Felicia was somewhere behind or in front of him, with the Nortestran general and the remnants of his unit. The brilliant idea of trying to cut through the forest had come to the gunslinger as he had smoked some of his super-secret super special stash. He had spent a day walking through the forest alone but for the strange birds that seemed to follow him wherever he went; Some of them were pitch black crows that reminded Ivan of his newly adopted and newly-lost little sister Hecate and the others were fleshy abominations that Ivan took immense pleasure in blasting out of the sky. Ivan missed the annoying little one, she had been amusing to watch over and had given him a sense of purpose he'd thought lost with his old dimension. Hecate had run off when Ivan had fallen asleep and he had insisted on looking for her, splitting with Felicia for the time being. Ivan had set off in search of her for that day but had found no traces of the strange demon girl.

The road was dusty and long, Ivan had passed by several burnt-out villages and outposts during his walk. The country of Nortestra was in bad straits indeed. Ivan would have felt worse if his entire universe hadn't been destroyed just days ago; It was tough to top that. Dried blood and rotting bodies had been the only greetings from the burnt up abodes. Mollug had really put Nortestra to the torch, slaughtering all they had found; Ivan didn't intend to let them keep doing as they pleased. Once they saw what his boomstick could do, they'd shit their pants and hopefully die; the order of which did not matter to Federico. The gun whirred and clicked almost as if in response to Ivan's thoughts, shifting form into an shotgun like form on his back. The thing could fire ICBMs if Ivan really wished for it, but the gun itself often seemed averse to violence, echoing Ivan's own attitudes towards war. Combat was the only thing Ivan had really ever known; the only thing he had truly counted on in his old world had been conflict. People killed and were killed every day, everywhere, and that was just reality. What Mollug was doing to the Nortestrans was just wrong though, it reeked of endgame villain bullshit. Mollug was a stain on the Earth and Ivan had every intention of scrubbing it clean, with bleach.

Ivan was still dazed and confused when he entered a clearing and suddenly realized he'd entered another warzone. Explosions roared in the distance and the echoing booms of cannons could be heard from even this distance. Several large camps had been set up outside the citadel Ivan found himself staring mouth agape and red-eyed at.

"This must be Castellannnnnnnnnn..." he said to himself aloud as he rubbed his jaw and yawned. Ivan considered trying to wake and sober up fast before entering the battle but then shrugged and began walking towards the sounds of carnage. He began to hum a small tune from his old world as he traversed the ruined terrain, passing corpses and weapons piled high in obscene gory messes that smelled like the pits of hell. "It's coming up, it's coming up, it's coming up, It's Dare." Ivan didn't notice the smell and horror much as his mask covered his nose and he was high as balls. "You've got to press it on you, You've just been thinking"
Damn, he missed funky music like this.

"Mannnnnn I am fuckeddddd upppppppp.... That was some good shitttttt, what was it called again? Sour Diesel? Purple Urple? AK47?"

Ivan had no clue at the moment, and he was too fucked up to bother looking at the package. "That's what you do, baby, Hold it down, thereeeeeeeee..." He'd do it later, right now the gunslinger was loosening up, jogging slowly towards the gates of the fortress, unslinging his gun casually before spotting a dragon flying overhead. The gunslinger's jaw once again dropped open, a tangible thud following it. "Jump with them all and move it, Jump back and forth" Ivan had always wanted a pet dragon, and now there was one right in front of him; he knew it wasn't a very original dream, but cmon, who didn't want a dragon? Ivan followed the gaze with his eyes, watching how it flew gracefully through the air. It had a rider on it's back, that much was obvious to the gunslinger, and if it had a rider that meant he couldn't make it his pet. The thought saddened Ivan, and The Gun shifted into a spartan laser looking weapon as tall as Ivan was with locks on the back that grappled the Earth and dug in for stabilization. Ivan didn't really want to kill it but from the way it seemed to be flying over Castellan torching people and their homes, Ivan could guess it was probably a creature of Mollug. "And feel like you were there yourself, Work it out"

"No loss in its death then..." He thought to himself as a sight built its way out of the gun and around his skull, " analyzing the trajectory and predicting the dragon and its riders most likely flight path. The gun began to charge as Ivan followed the dragon like an AA gunner from the First, second and third world wars of his old home. He whistled a soft tune as the gun closed in on its maximum charge, venting heat from its sides in an efficient patterned routine. Ivan came to the climax of his gun as a soft beep chimed in his skull; The Gun was ready. "Never did no harm, Never did no harm" Ivan pulled the trigger with a firm hand, a massive and incredibly lethal beam of light piercing the heavens like some sort of drill themed anime protagonist.

"It's Dare."
The beam sadly missed by a hair's breadth, merely sizzling the dragon slightly and possibly singing a few hairs on the rider's head; But it still missed.
Ivan's shot soared off into space, parting all the clouds and smoke surrounding Castellan revealing a shining sun in a clear sky.

Again Ivan was sad as the gun deconstructed itself into a pistol, but he forgot quickly the emotional pain and began to jog slightly faster towards the gate, shooting several Mollug guards in their respective faces as he calmly entered through the ruined defenses. The weather was excellent, he wondered where all the clouds had gone for a moment before remembering the danger he was in. Ivan clenched his teeth as the anxiety began to build in him, he needed to find something to eat fast or he'd be a goner. He needed to replenish his energy before the dragon rider found him and subsequently fried his ass.

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Gohan510 · Jan 13, 2020

Hitori Kage

“Its all over huh?”

Hitori placed his hands on his knees panting for air. It was finally over thankfully and all was well. After these events Hitori and Kotori announced that they will travel together since they've bonded so quickly, but something was off to Hitori before the three went off on their journey. While everyone else left the crossroads there was one that they left behind, running back over to the cross roads with Kotori and Wakinyan behind him it was a girl. She was short, looked young, and wore weird clothing. Not wanting to leave her he asked Kotori and Wakinyan if the girl could come with them and the two didn't hesitate to let her along the crew, after that day Hitori told Susan that he will protect her with his life even if death depends on it.

A day after they set off from the cross roads the rides on Wakinyan were swift and relaxing to lay on while the wind blew over the face and through their hair. During the night of the first day Hitori attempted to make the group some soup, but ended up failing utterly. Though he didn't give up wanting to feed the group so he thought of other means to eat going out hunting for the group some meat he returned and cooked for everyone. It was the first feast they all had together, honestly it was heavily needed for Hitori so he could forget everything about his old world. Even with the happy moments his head still pondered on the village he tried to save it struck him making him even look sad in front of Susan which made her constantly asking what was wrong with him, though he brushed it off trying to act cool in front of her saying all was well. While Kotori would spend time with Susan he took the opportunity to spend time with Wakinyan it was like boy to boy talk. Only communication was mental but the conversations between the two were very relatable.

During moments when everyone were all asleep other then Hitori he would stay watch or meditate to connect himself and help with the nightmares for ever showing up again. He never understood what it was that gave him the nightmares, but he figures it has something to do with why his clan started to distrust him. Sooner or later Hitori will find the answers of this black figured that haunted his dreams.

As the days went on Hitori and Wakinyan had built a small relationship towards each other although having a small altercation off first impressions, Wakinyan showed he was grateful for Hitori helping him calm down. If it wasn't for Hitori's help Kotori would've had a harder time trying to calm the gigantic beast down. As they got closer to their destination Hitori tried to cover Susan's eyes, but it was too late she was forced to see the truth and remains of wars. Villages torn apart, citizens being plucked by birds, dogs running rampant looking for food, and all for a little girl to see was just not good timing. What can they do though? Sooner or later Susan would have to see it so Hitori did his best to comfort her during these horrific scenes. It was like for several days there was no sign of life as in humans or any humanoid creature it was always the wild life wondering the scavenged lands. They stopped village to village to see if there was anybody hiding after the carnage. Nothing. It was bones everywhere covered burnt building pieces and destroyed furniture.

Finally after some time Kotori had spotted life, it was a raggedy looking man probably what was left of him after the invasion that took place all throughout this trip. Whenever they hopped off of Wakinyan Hitori always made sure to catch Susan. As they approached the man Kotori was good with her words making the man even trust them to open his mouth because in all honesty Hitori would've just knocked the guy in the back of his head for acting so worried when they were just people trying to help. Yes Hitori was a goody two shoes but he has his hot head moments. Listening to the information that was being brought to them Hitori knew that things were worse then it seemed on the way to Castellan. They were losing hope, being overran by an army, and even had a dragon against them. Oh yes Hitori was very familiar with these beast, as on his world started the first great war between humans and beast. Dragons on his world hid after the war but still rain terror over the lands time to time, and it was not an easy task killing one. Though back on his world Hitori has killed one, a dragon of lightning. Whatever Kotori was getting the group into seemed pretty serious and in need of serious help so Hitori nodded and the group set off full speed ahead to Castellan. This time the ride was difficult to hold on too so Hitori kept Susan close to him so she wouldn't fly off or anything, lightning crackled through the beast hide and it made Hitori awe at the sight.

Hitori knew they were at Castellan when the sun disappeared and the sky was covered in black clouds that stretched through the whole battlefield and beyond that. The smell of fire reached his nostrils and even the smell of bodies. On their way they passed a metal man and it made Hitori excited to see what he was, but in due time they continued forward hoping that he would see the metal man again and hopefully fight him. They were getting closer and closer. Looking past Wakinyan's head Hitori noticed figures starting to show up, yes this was the Mollug's army and it was no joke it was like seeing a big black carpet cover a whole field. Hitori stood up to see everything unfold as it gave him harsh flashbacks of the town, and each bad memory allowed the demon to show his face terrifying Hitori so much that he screamed in panic making the two look at him in a confused manner. Holding his head Hitori panted and started to sweat it was unusual that the nightmares affected while he was awake. What was going on with him? It was like the closer they got to the battlefield the stronger these visions of this black figure with yellow eyes kept popping up.

Then there it was the dragon soaring over the battlefield sending havoc as it should Hitori noticed that Kotori was fixated on it. Hitori nodded when Kotori spoke to him and Susan, which it made him look at Susan with a worried face for her. Though she proved to him that she was a strong 15 year old Hitori couldn't help the fact of wanting to keep her safe, it was like a natural reaction that he couldn't control. An urge to keep this little one and Kotori safe was all he wanted to do, but he knew they had a job to do and it was to help the good rid of the sieging bad. Hitori crawled closer to Kotori wrapping his right arm around her waist while holding Susan's hand with his left, he leaned over so his mouth got close to Kotori's ears knowing that the sound of thunder and war cries were hard to hear over.

"I will meet up with you three after this is all over! I'm going to head to the left, something over there is bothering me. A strong magic power is pouring out and three weaker ones are clashing against it. Keep Susan safe, if she runs off look for her please! I will be back I promise!"

Getting away from her ear he hopped up scooting Susan to his place so she could hold onto Kotori, Hitori closed his eyes and focused his mental to Wakinyan.

"I know you can hear me big guy, keep the girls safe you got it? I will join you guys after I figure out what's going on. Be careful with that Dragon their strong if it's like the ones from my world then they are no joke keep your head high and do not show it fear. Fear will only make it grow viscous on its pray as it knows its in control. Though your badass so I believe you can knock it down!"

The urge to see what the high mana wasn't his it was the demon influencing his head to make him go after it. The demon knows if Hitori is around strong negative energy that it will open a gate way for him to take control over Hitori's body.

Hitori looked over to Kotori and Susan and gave them one last wave before looking off to the distance. Crouching down his feet started to set ablaze and so he jumped off Wakinyan and used his fire feet to spit fire out to shoot him upwards. (Flying using rocket feet). And so Hitori headed off to the strong mana source.

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On the other side there was Hakai still traversing through the deadly forest with his pesky travel buddy. On their journey through this forest they've met all types of creatures. Frogs with barbed tongue, Walking skull faced creatures, giant snakes, and some strange horned beast (rallor). Though Hakai always made quick work of them not even bsuting a sweat then using them for food over the nights for him and Rojy. Hakai was a fine cooker when it came to his meats it made it obvious that Hakai was a carnivore. Their boring trip through trees soon took a strange turn as the floor got misty and the air seemed colder and set off a evil presence. It did not scare Hakai nor would it scare Rojy they've seen to much just be scared of a bad vibe. Continuing forward the trees disappeared and the scenery was covered in thick fog it was easy for groups to get lost in this type of area, but never the less the two made it out together. On the other side of the fog was town filled with people who were in worn down clothe. Hardly anyone looked decent or even close to Royalty. It made Hakai scoff at the sight as he knew they were in some type of slums. It was no different to the dark market on his world, rats crawling amongst the humans, and the houses probably filled with roaches.

Looking back at Rojy Hakai made sure the man was still following. Over the days of them being together Hakai grew lest annoyed of him beying around, yet grew more interested in understanding his strange power. The man mentioned to Hakai that he had no idea of mana which made sense why Hakai couldn't sense him like he could the others on the cross roads. Going through the creepy town its people watched the two likes hawks as if they were outsiders. They were outsiders honestly. Hakai noticed that the people even were whispering something to each other.

"Are those the summoned that were talked about around town...?"

One look from Hakai made the people jump in fear and mind their business. Though something caught Hakai's eye it was a strange castle at the very end of the town some distance off. Hakai wanted to know what the castle had meaning of, but it had mana of all sorts pouring out of it as he could sense. Walking up the many steps the town had to reach different levels of it the two came across a strange building. Stopping in his path Hakai looked at the sign. "Dead". The sign looked promissing to Hakai so he took it upon himself to open the door and so the light peered into the building which drew the attention of everyone sitting that was once chattering, laughing, fighting, or drinking to all look at the two.

Taking the steps down into the bar Hakai stood calmly analyzing everyone in the room surely Rojy followed him in. Seeing Rojy as a weaponless man a drunken got out of his chair pulling his knife out dashing at Rojy full speed.

"You shouldn't have came here buddy!" The man said before stabbing Rojy. Though the stab didn't connect, his wrist was caught by something. Trying to move his hand out of the grip of what stopped him the guy looked to his left and noticed the black knight was grabbing him. The red glowing eyes shined bright from under the helmet and pierced the guys soul, which made him feel fear for the first time in his life. It didn't stop his assault though, with his right hand being free he charged a ball of mana in it ready to set it off on the knight in the building. Grabbing the mans hand with his other free hand Hakai looked into the mans soul once more daring him to set the spell off, which made the guy panic and stop the spell but try to kick Hakai. His foot didn't even make Hakai budge it just hurt to even kick the armor. Throwing the guy against the wall Hakai lifted his right hand in a choking motion and once again it begun, the man gripping his throat trying to gasp for any sign of air. Yet all was lost in the man and he died on the spot. Still everyone in the room watched this all unfold in matter of seconds all closed their eyes of the sight in seeing someone be choked out.

"Foolish human."

Damafaud · Jan 13, 2020

Katie Moon

Castellan, Nortestra

Making a plan
Interaction: Dirk, Ezra, Tobias, Mii
Mention:

Heartfelt

StaidFoal

Solirus
Around:

Snackofthefuture

Getting involved was exactly what Katie wanted to do in this war. The problem was, how should he get involved?

Katie licked the back of his right front paw. The best way to be famous was simply by being recognised as a force able to influence the flow of history. In other words, by being strong to the point people needed to pay attention to all of his action. The problem was, attention was not always good. Taking an example from his first world, being known as the genius familiar that only appeared once in a millennium got him pestered by the whole world. That was annoying.

Well, the title also made people line up to pamper him. At least before he ruined that stupid kingdom.

That was one choice; be the most powerful cat in the world. The second choice was to be a normal cat like in his second world.

Then it dawned on him.

"Sure, let's get involved. Hunter guy- uh, Dirk! I'm your familiar from now on. A handsome talking cat you take in because it's handsome. Now you three go do whatever is needed to help Nortestra win. We will make you heroes and me your cute little mascot. That way I can be the secret weapon and mastermind while you three be famous and deal with the more annoying stuff!"

It was a genius plan. Put his subordinates in front to be the famous, well-paid and respected heroes while letting him enjoy the carefree life of a normal cat. Katie pointed at the second layer of Castellan.

"Now go! We'll take back the whole city and be named heroes! And remember, heroes are paid well only when you ask for payment! I'll smack anyone who doesn't ask for payment!"

StaidFoal · Jan 14, 2020

Hecate

The following week saw her goodbye to Ivan, as her Dolls found a nice little village to make home. She found herself surrounded by many of the Eyeless creatures she once had, but couldn't store in her pocket dimension as they couldn't transform into a yarn form. There were True Eyeless, the pale, black-eyed women that stripped themselves naked aside from an odd mask over their eyes, eternally screaming. Some Dolls were damaged, and so Hecate attempted to repair them, resulting in the Amalgamations, white mutant looking zombies with no brain at all. Thankfully, Hecate had created some gravekeepers, black wraiths that could control the True Eyeless and the amalgamations with their lantern.

Most of the people she had her birds watch were boring, and of them even threw a dagger up at them! Who could land a knife on a bird that far? Hecate was also under the belief that Ivan would do just fine without her, but he was currently in a very, very pathetic state. She didn't like seeing big bro like this, it made her... sad. It was strange; if it were anyone else, she'd be laughing right about now. She focused on watching Ivan, curious as to where he'd end up. She sent her blood raven ahead, and...

It was a battlefield, big surprise. This world was just filled to the brim with conflict, wasn't it? Hecate kept telling herself that the shrine skirmish was enough battle for now, but... the thought Ivan drunkenly stumbling around, bound to get himself killed was concerning to Hecate. Not to mention the chance of acting like the older sibling to Ivan made her giddy, and seeing the dragon only made her all the more excited. No matter what she did, she couldn't kill the excitement. Even when she walked, it was obvious that she was more hyper than usual, twitching at every moment and running around energetically.

As two minutes passed, she said to herself, "No more fighting for me! It's too noisy!" As five minutes passed, Hecate had her legs flat against the wall of her house, the former town hall, clicking her tongue. She said, "It's just silly, I mean who would want to fight in wars? They're boring!" As 10 minutes passed, Hecate gathered a large group of Dolls, gravekeepers, True Eyeless, amalgamations, and once enough Dolls were slain, reapers as well. All to prepare for battle. "Don't worry, big bro, help is coming!" she shouted to herself as they left the Eyeless Village.

...

"Out of my way, you poopy-heads!" Hecate yelled as she and her group stumbled upon a Mollug patrol. The soldiers were caught off guard and noticeably terrified of what was suddenly on them. The gravekeepers pointed their lanterns at the soldiers, and hordes of amalgamations were upon them. The fleeing Mollugs were cut off by the True Eyeless, crawling on all fours and breathing heavily. As if they could see through their masks, their heads flicked up at the Mollugs, who recoiled back in terror. Dolls latched onto their backsides, drowning out their screams as they removed the soldiers' helmets and reached for their eyes.

The patrol leader was thrown off his horse, which the Eyeless let run free. He swung his longsword at the Dolls, slicing many of them in half. The black fluid that ran from their corpses combined into one ball, creating a reaper before his very eyes. The rest of the Dolls' bodies quickly decomposed into the dirt, and as the leader prepared another swing he realized that he was all alone. A void golem, whose armor was now crystallized black rock blocked the sword with only its arm, picking up the panicking leader by the throat as more Dolls tore off his helmet and gauged his eyes.

Soon enough, they were at Castellan, the smell of ash and blood wafting to Hecate's nose. Tapping into her blood raven, she smiled at seeing Ivan clumsily run among the rubble of the inside, but oddly enough Felicia was not with him. Ivan was top priority, and Hecate made that clear to the dozen or so Eyeless. In the distance, she spotted the three teenagers she spied on with her blood raven, but she didn't bat them a second look. As of now, saving Ivan was more important, whether he wanted it or not.

The Eyeless shifted into their smoke forms, as did Hecate. They flew over and through the battling armies, attracting the eye of many due to their extremely dark color and the way they moved, as if they lived. At the front of the smoke rush, Hecate kept an eye out for Ivan. Unfortunately for her, she mixed up the locations. The blood raven she had spying on Ivan was on the opposite side of Castellan. Absolutely nowhere near her. Instead of anyone remotely resembling him, she happened upon some Nortestran base, where some old guy was caring for injured, useless people. Maybe they knew where Ivan was? However, she knew they'd probably snap at her based on how she looked. Hecate dropped her Eyeless into the pocket dimension for the time being as a spectacular idea came to mind.

He won't need these anymore, Hecate thought to herself as she plucked the eyes out of a dead soldier, sticking them into her empty eye sockets. She didn't know if she looked normal or not, but she figured it'd be good enough (The eyes are slightly bulged and cross-eyed, completely out of place). As for the skin color, she simply dove into a pile of soot to make it appear as if she survived some fire. Walking up to the Nortestran encampment, she shouted, "Excuse me, have you seen my big bro? He's tall and has a stick that shoots things."

It wasn't until after a group of Nortestran soldiers ran over to her and asked multiple questions at once did she feel the eyeballs roll out, splattering against the floor and silencing them. "Oh..." she said, flashing an innocent smile. "So do you know where big bro is?"

Gohan510 · Jan 14, 2020

Synthia

The battle between the four was more entertaining to Synthia then it was for the three knights. She was easily tossing them around as if they were play toys to a little boy doing a demolition with his hot wheels. Her blade clashed with all three of the knights weapons and it was a power struggle between the four, yet Synthia showed no sign of fatigue. This was all like childs play for her, knock the axe away from Buu she kicked him into a building. Korin tried to cut her yet Karasu got in the middle using his bladed wings to deflect the attack and for Ara who jumped and lunged her weapon at Synthia, was blasted away by a slightly charged energy blast from Synthia's left hand. Once Synthia was done using her left hand she caught her Umbrella which was gracefully falling into her hand. Karasu flew up after clashing with Korin's blade opening up as a distraction for Synthia to kick Korin into a building as she did with Buu. Watching the buildings crumble on the two she laughed insanely the sight of seeing the knights struggled gave pleasure to her heart. Watching Ara weakly get back up Synthia threw her umbrella on top of the fountain to free her left hand completely.

Synthia smiled at the sight of the struggling nine tails girl and slowly walked to her letting the blade she held drag against the floor making a screeching sound. She was going to finish off Ara here and now.

Ara

Panting trying to grasp air Ara used her lance to help her stand up slowly. She was growing weaker as she held the form up, it was destroying her to even fight this long in the form though she had no other choice but to keep going. And so she spun her spear and held it gracefully behind her back and charged at Synthia who was approaching her. The two woman clashed their weapons and continued to clash weapons as Ara swung and Synthia blocked. It was making Ara frustrated as none of her attacks were coming even close to connecting with Synthia, and Synthia was just teasing her. Jumping back Ara's nine tails swung in a motion towards Synthia and nine balls of blue fire coming off each tail. The fire balls all rushed towards Synthia which she dodged gracefully, the connection the blue flames made with the gravel made small explosions. Landing on a roof of a burning building Ara spun her lance in her hands again before it was engulfed with blue flames. Spinning her lance all around her she then pointed it at Synthia as it sent a gigantic gulf of blue flames towards Synthia not giving her anywhere to run.

Synthia

Not moving or trying to attempt on escape she stood there calmly. As the blue flames rushed towards Synthia she lifted her left hand and a red ball of mana formed. Before the fire touched Synthia the ball fired off a gigantic beam of red mana that consumed the building an Ara, once the beam was done it left destruction in its pathway, even once meeting it's fall destination creating a gigantic explosion that could be seen all throughout the battlefield sending a mini shockwave (shaking the ground).

"Weak."

Korin & Buu

Both emerging from the buildings that had fallen on them the two rushed towards Synthia. Though Buu used his barrier magic to stop her sword swing while Korin flipped over her trying to cut her down with his two swords, but again was interrupted by Karasu's bladed wings. Getting frusturated with the bird Korin casted his left sword in wing and sent a strong gust to send the bird off. Which it worked and gave Korin the opening he was searching for though he noticed before anything, Synthia was pointing a finger at him on her right arm which was clashing with Buu's barrier. A red ball of mana formed on the woman's finger and Korin's fate was similar to his sister to be engulfed by Synthia's beam magic. Another explosion at the court yard happened this time making Synthia jump away leaving buu to get caught in it.

Buu's vision was blurry and his head was ringing as he tried to regain his sight until he noticed the courtyard was no longer and what was left was a small crater from the beam and Korin laid at the bottom of it.

"KORIN!!!!!"

Buu screamed to his brother trying to force himself up, slowly but surely he did taking his helmet off and running to his brother's aid. Flipping Korin on his back Buu placed both hands hovering over Korin's chest as a bright light engulfed his hands.

"Come on bro your the prodigy of the family, you can't fall to this lady!"

Looking around worried Buu didn't notice Ara neither what happened to his sister?! Though his attention was brought back down to his brother who was coughing like he was losing a lung or something. Buu had tears rush down his face as he smiled glad to know his brother was still alive. At least one of his siblings were okay, though he would have to go search for Ara. Knowing she was a strong woman who had the nine tails spirit on her side Buu praid she was okay.

"We gotta go get Ara man get up!"

The light faded from his hand as Korin slowly sat upwards using Buu as support to try and stand up.

"Not to fast."

Buu helped his brother back up on his feet.

"She's *cough* stronger *cough* then I though she'd *cough*.... be."

"Yeah she is, though we should've knew. She's a commander after all."

Korin noticed his tactic of seperating the white crow from his master wasn't successful as the Crow sat peacefully on her shoulder peering over at the two struggling knights. Korin threw his helmet on the floor so he could catch his breathe better. Spitting blood next to the helmet that laid on the floor.

"This is bad brother."

"Yeah it looks so."

The two conversations were surely interrupted as the sound of thunder crashing the lands can be heard from even this distance.

"What was that?"

"Hopefully not more Mollug."

Then the two notice there was erupting fire continuously sprouting up into the air getting closer and closer to their area.

"That doesn't look good prepare yourself Buu."

Synhtia

Synthia noticed that Wyman and Hodir were now air born which was a good thing for Mollug, they could destroy any archer post or mass outpost with ease. Though her attention was brought back to the insects who scrambled back on their feet trying to grasp to any sign of hope. It made her disgusted that the two boys won't just give up as they've been shown at lost. Though again her attention was diverted and so was Karasu when there was thunder or lightning being struck down from afar. Lightning wasn't mentioned in the Mollug army and it didn't seem ally oriented based off where it was set off. Then there was fire erupting like lava being spit out of a volcano coming closer and closer to the courtyard. It made her interested what it was, was it maybe on of their troops or a nortestrian mage going on a frenzy? She did not wait for its arrival so she drew her sword once more looking at the two boys, this time the eruption was a lot closer and the sounds of Mollug soldiers could be heard. Undead flying into the air, orcs, golems, and even dark mages. Her forces were somewhat being blown away by this strange force of fire, was this a trap placed by Sulric? No matter she had to kill these two so she took it upon her self to gracefully land on the floor as Karasu flew off towards the eruptions to see what was going on. She dashed towards the two going for the last cut and so she would connect swiftly.

Hitori Kage

The thrill of finally being able to fight again gave Hitori a strange smile to creep on his face. Finally he could go wild on the battlefield again and rid the lands of evil and so he did crashing into some Mollug troops, Before he could land both of his hands engulfed in flash as he placed them together and giant gush of flames consumed a chunk of mages an soldiers, it could be seen throughout the battlefield even the city could see it from the distance. Hitori was going buck wild on the Mollug troops and having no remorse for them. He was finally able to let loose his destructive fire magic with no hold backs. Still not at full strength to what he once was he was still able to blow away troops with ease. Punching and kicking soldiers with his inflamed fist and feet. Though while fighting the troops he was being overwhelmed as he kept having moments of grabbing his head of pain trying to fight this strange negative urge. It was the black figure that kept appearing in his head like a jump scare. Being surrounded made Hitori pull his blade out which he cut measly troops left and right with no effort. Though his objective wasn't the black carpet of an army, but what was it that was causing his strange sensation. There it was a red ball was shown off in the distance within the city and it shook the ground. He knew that's where he need to be and so Hitori rushed to that area creating smaller explosions of flames from the original.

As Hitori got closer the black figure kept popping up making Hitori frustrated and screaming like a mad man for the being to stop tormenting him in this moment of combat. Funny he got his way so he continued forward and out of nowhere he could hear a faint voice in the back of his mind. Trying to figure out what the voice was saying he closed his eyes while running through the streets of Castellan.

"Wa… Your... Boy..."

Was all Hitori could pick out from the voice in the back of his head though he didn't care and kept ravaging Mollug troops as he continued on. Finally able to jump onto the burning buildings roofs he went roof to roof as he could feel the strong mana getting closer and closer. This time it was two very weak mana's that was near the big one and so he hurried flash stepping roof to roof. Jumping off the last roof he made it to the courtyard and noticed an Ebony woman going to kill the two weak mana sources, and his heroism kicked in instantly flash stepping drawing his blade mid motion. And so he clashed blades with Synthia before she could get the swing off on the two knights.

"Not so fast!"

In a shock Buu's tears stopped as he noticed someone unusual came to their aid.

MorgathosTheRussian · Jan 14, 2020

A week into this new life and Andraste was making surprisingly good progress. She was naturely suited for this world, for it seemed that, like the highlands of old, a similar principle ruled this land. Whoever had the best weapon and the skill with it would inevitably rule. That being said, it helped to have lots of weapons and warriors to wield it. Andraste discovered she had a talent for... convincing warriors. All it took was "gifting" them some of her rage, and in a split second, they became her willing puppets, slowly becoming addicted to slaughter till they were nothing more than bloodthirsty berserkers, chained to Andraste's iron will. But she didn't grant just anyone her "favor". No, she sought out only the most talented of fighters. In her 47 strong warband, she had fierce barbarians, chivalrous knights, and sly blademasters. Men and women from all across the world, and widely different in terms of fighting style, but all some of the best the world had to offer.
While she had a good start, she wouldn't stand a chance against the other beings vying for power. She had seen some of them, or heard rumors from her thralls. There were things out there beyond her comprehension, with weapons more powerful than a hundred men and powers that could split apart continents. If these rumors were even close to being true, her meagre warband would be shot to bits from miles away. She had to level the playing field, and fast. Thankfully, a nice tool was sitting just around the corner, one that could prove most useful for his growing host.
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The forests of this strange new world were about the most normal part of it. Outside of the feral, flesh-hungry wildlife, they were actually quite pleasant to stroll through. But like all forests in the world, there were bandits that used it to hide and pick off people foolish enough to come alone, or at least relatively unarmed. Unforunately for bandits, though, Andraste was not foolish, alone, or unarmed.
Andraste was dragging her troops to some miserable village to sack and raze when ten cracks, loud as thunder, erupted from the underbrush. She felt 7 of her thralls drop dead, strange balls punching through their armor like Skuld through paper.
"Ambush! Spread out, swine! Find that thunder!" Andraste spat to her throng, drawing Skuld and rushing blindly towards the thunder. There was more of those loud bangs, and she felt her warband drop as more of them perished to these strange bolts of thunder. The blood-rage grew like a hungry fire. They could not die! She didn't allow it. She grimaced and quickened her pace, and then stumbled across a man, shoving a shiny metal arrowtip into the back of a wooden tube. She grinned madly, sensing panic build in her prey, and watched as he raised his tube. "Fool! Your toy can't sav-" Andraste started, before she heard a defeanening crack and felt something thud into her. It took a moment to register that the arrowtip was inside her. But it didn't hurt. Hells, it didn't even really damage her. She reached into her wound, and plucked the arrow tip from it. What a curious arrow tip. It didn't appear to be like any she had ripped out of wounded warriors back in Caledonia.
That, Andraste, is a bullet.
"Bullet." Andraste repeated, like a child hearing a curse word. It was a strange name for such a weapon, but that voice seemed to know more than she did. She tucked it into her pocket and watched the panicked bandit shove another bullet into his tube. This time, he didn't have a chance to fire. In the blink of an eye, she was upon him, uttering a savage cry as she split his skull in half with Skuld. The eternal anger fuelled her blow, and while she watched the bandit slip away into the void, she felt herself calm down. As the bandit collapsed, Andraste stole his tube and listened to her soldiers swarm over the bandits, hacking them to bits. So now, she owned 10 of these remarkable new tools in her armory, at the cost of only... 19 men. A small price to pay for a start to her rise to power. She summoned her 28 strong warband, and set off through the forest again. Her goal was to find a town, a village, perhaps a fellow conqueror, and see if she could figure these tubes out. A name was scratched into the side of it, completely unfamiliar to her and her thralls.

M A R T I N I - H E N R Y: S H A K E N, N O T S T I R R E D

Derpy Dev · Jan 14, 2020

Tear Krux

"Day eight," Tear said into their recorder, "The demons are still watching from below."

Tear's base wasn't conventional, but it was well hidden. It was more of a treehouse than a research station, and the tree it stood on had been armed with sharp spikes that prevented one from climbing without getting a mouthful of steel. The trees within jumping distance had been cut down with a single swing from the stolen blade. In short, there was no way for the demons to reach the base of operations, even though they had tried. At the bottom of the tree was a stack of their corpses, all atop each other. Now, they didn't try to climb. They just watched, a large cluster of 20 to 30 that Tear had long since given up on the idea of culling.

Tear took a bite of their fruit. It was a strange fruit that seemed to be native to the forests in Czarsnikei. It was like an apple, but with a fuzzy white peel that resembled an orange. Almost like fur. Either way, it was delicious, it had a lot of sugar, and the fruits had kept Tear in a consistent sugar high for the previous three days.

"I know I can't stay here forever," they continued, pacing back and forth all the while, "that much is obvious. There are too many demons here, and now that I've finished my research on that sword - which I think is supposed to be named Ulysses - I do not have much left for me to study here. I would like to venture into the wastes now that I've stolen a coat from the fortress, but I'm still alone and without additional firepower. I either need to hire some mercenaries, or build a tank and storm in that way." They paused their pacing for a moment to think. "No, I can't get a tank. Not enough resources for that. I've already had to steal enough metal from that fortress, and I certainly won't be able to steal enough for a whole tank. I need to find an ally."

Tear thought for a moment. Who could possibly assist them?

I need a solution, and I need one before someone else takes the artifact.

"End log."

Solirus · Jan 14, 2020

Rojy Erac

These past few days had been interesting for Rojy, with creatures he had never seen before even in those weird fantasy stories back in his world. Though before Rojy coud test out how much his power had grown, Hakai made quick work of the monsters, leaving Rojy to watch. When Rojy wasn’t waiting for Hakai to kill the monsters, they travelled with Rojy making terrible puns and jokes while overanalyzing the environment around him, clearly trying to annoy him.

Though quickly Rojy noticed Hakai’s incredible patience and at some points Rojy exited his domain to regain some power, exposing himself to attacks, yet Hakai didn’t attack. A good sign, sort of like a mutual trust to not screw each other over.

Rojy had expected that with travelling in a random direction with no real goal, would’ve led them to some desolate place, but to his surprise they were lead to a city which was first surrounded by mist, which was clearly annoying for Rojy, but expected. “My my, this place doesn’t look half bad.” Rojy said mostly to himself as he saw the place. Though his time of enjoyment in seeing a city or town (Rojy couldn’t tell much of a difference.) was cut short when Hakai immediately started walking, leading them to a tavern.

Upon entering, Rojy had expected to have everyone look at Hakai that was clearly more menacing and imposing than the average looking Rojy. Instead a drunk man rushed towards him and threatened to stab him. Rojy was ready to just enter his domain, too bored to even dodge the attack.

Though before the knife even reached him. Hakai stopped the man’s assault and in a very intimidating way, choked the man to death with his power.

(inside Rojy’s mind)

Good: “no no no no, he just killed someone we’re in very big trouble now.”

Chaotic: “Oh don’t be a baby, that was super cool, we should probably try that too once we’ve recovered enough.”

Good: “no, that’s just Inhumane why would he do that. This guy’s dangerous we should just leave him.”

Lawful: “He did save us from a man who was going to stab us.”

Good: “Well yeah. But he didn’t need to kill him.”

Lawful: “Of course, but he did it anyways which has caused the people in the bar to fear him and thus preventing further attack coming our way.”

Good: “umm, ye but-”

Lawful: “meaning he is someone to be trusted.”

Good: “hmmm, fine. We’ll keep sticking with him then.”

(Outside)

Rojy brushed off his shoulders as if he had just gotten them a bit dirty. “So, are you just here for drinks? Or do you have other ideas?” Rojy asked Hakai wondering why he had entered the Bar.

Solirus · Jan 14, 2020

Sulric Trynd

“Come one, you did great holding against that Mollug squad.” Sulric said to the last soldier to be healed. Poor bastard had almost lost his arm but successfully Sulric was able to heal it back together. “Now you three stay put to recover, we can’t give up yet. I’ll go and search for more.” Sulric said exiting the tent.

“Status report!” Sulric exclaimed as soldier approached him. “The push of the enemy has slowed down, but are still making progress.” the soldier said. “Hmm, very well, keep up the squad formations and retreat if the squads face an uneven fight.” Sulric ordered. “Yes sir.” the soldier exclaimed retreating away.

WIthout wasting much time Sulric jumped back into the streets. It saddened him that so many places had been destroyed, not only the barracks of the soldiers, but the schools and libraries. Mollug was an unforgiving foe, Sulric knew it too well and yet they were never able to penetrate his mighty defenses, until recently, feeling it was his fault the city was on the brink of destruction. In reality Sulric was not sure if reinforcements would arrive, yet he convinces everyone they would, for the ever slightly boost in everyone's morale and the possible glimmer of hope remaining in the soldiers. Sulric could only do and promise so much.

As Sulric had made his way through the streets, he ended up going outside into the battlefield, still staying close to the walls to hide himself and killing any soldiers he found. Right before going back into the streets, Sulric found a young woman in weird clothing with a bow and arrow. If Sulric would attempt to help her he could compromise his position and possibly endanger her. Though as Sulric hesitated, he noticed a dark sorcerer casting a spell directed at the woman and one she seemed to not notice as she was distracted with something else.

The dark sorcerer finished casting his fireball and launched it at the woman. In a movement of pure instinct, Sulric Dashed to her location and before the fireball could connect, Sulrics sword gave off a glow and a shield appeared connected to the sword deflecting the fireball back at the sorcerer, killing him. Moving his attention to the woman Sulric said. “Come on, follow me, it’s dangerous here and we must go.”

Though while he said that Sulric moved his vision and saw what the woman saw, the dragon. “We have to hurry come on.” Sulric said sheathing his sword and offering his hand to the woman.

Viper Actual · Jan 14, 2020

NARAYA

A lone ship slowly traversed the system at an even pace. Its black wings soared across the vast and empty space while it's engines hummed in harmony. Despite its current state this ship was no craft of peace, no vessel for trading. No, it was something far more sinister. A lone skull had been painted across the tinted cockpit window. It served as both a warning and a deterrent- engage at your own risk.

Some had tried. Mostly pirates or fools that didn't recognize the ship and who knew nothing of its owner.

Dressed in her pilot suit was Naraya. The pilot. She was currently seated in a casual manner at the center of the cockpit with a plethora of holograms and displays surrounding her. Potential targets were projected as holograms while their last known position was displayed on the screens alongside known associates, crimes and- most importantly- their nine-digit bounties.

Naraya sighed and used her hand to switch out one of the holograms with another one of her bookmarked targets. Being a bounty hunter wasn't so bad. After getting into the big league the paid got improved by a tenfold. That meant more time off in-between contracts. She had also begun to look into the future. Had a couple of trusts set up for when she retired. There was also the investment into a shipyard. Provided her with some extra credits on the side.

She glanced to her left, past the current hologram. Tracking computer still showed a long way to her next target. She wouldn't be able to make the jump for at least another two hours unless she wanted to risk overheating her engines in uncharted space. Guy had been hiding on the same rock for fifty years. A couple of hours wouldn't impact that too much.
Beyond all the displays, holograms and piloting equipment was the cockpit window. Stainless, just like it was the day she bought the ship. Or rather, like it had been when the Kardani Merchant's Guild had bought it for her. The KMG was by far her favorite client. Challenging jobs sure but they always ended with a big fat paycheck.

Something outside the window caught Naraya's attention. A planet. All alone in the system. She glanced to her right. Nothing but barren rocks circling a star should her map be correct. Then why isn't this planet marked? Odd.

What was even more odd was the fact that there were no known settlements in this part of galaxy. No known pirate territories. No known secluded civilizations. No known rogue settlements. Yet, her systems were picking up faint life signs all the way from where she was.
Naraya was about to lean in and take a closer look when something shot out from the planet. Unbeknownst to her the beam coming at her had been directed at a dragon (not that she knew what that was anyway) but from her point of view it looked as if someone was trying to shoot her out of the sky.

Lucky for her the onboard piloting computer kicked in, narrowly avoiding the beam as it burned through space. Emergency lights kicked in and Naraya secured herself as the piloting seat moved forward towards the cockpit glass and locked into the piloting systems. A flashing holographic image revealed that while the ship had dodged the beam itself the superheated energy surrounding it had burned through the energy shields and fried a portion of the left wing.

Naraya cursed. A distress signal was launched and a emergency beacon was dropped behind in space. "Hopefully the KMG wants to keep their prime investment alive," she muttered under her breath as the ship calculated an optimal course for landing at the planet. There was no point in attempting repairs of this scale in the vacuum of space.

The cockpit window was shut close as reinforced plating rolled down over it. Similar mechanisms kicked in all over the ship exterior as key modules and expensive equipment were shielded from the imminent landing. Inside the cockpit the computer had finished its calculations. Naraya frowned and discarded them. "Nobody shoots me out of the sky."

New coordinates were plotted. This time taking her directly to the origin of the beam.

* * *

The metal bird broke through the sky with the sound of a crackling thunder. Below was a burning city under siege from all sides. A dragon narrowly avoided being clipped by Naraya's ship as it continued its violent descent towards the lands of Valucia. A long trail of smoke and smoldering embers which filled the sky like a swarm of fireflies followed the ship. Slowly it was getting closer and closer to the ground.

Impact.

Crashing right outside the city the ship pummeled a abandoned farmhouse into a million wooden pieces before skidding across the ground into another house where it stopped. Aside from the burned wing the ship had managed to stay intact. Reinforced armor was still protecting key areas of the ship and anyone standing on the outside would most likely be able to hear a faint alarm from the inside as the onboard computer reported that several auxiliary systems, including landing gear, had gone offline during the descent.

Something Naraya was painfully aware of.

StaidFoal · Jan 14, 2020

Wyman and Hodir

Hodir had just rained hellfire on some Nortestran soldiers went something missed Wyman's head by a mere hair. She didn't see it, but felt the wind generated by whatever was shot, and she immediately dropped down out of instinct. From the sound of it, Hodir also noticed the close encounter, already obeying Wyman's order to "Fly right, quicky!" Whoever or whatever shot that bolt was no Nortestran soldier, that was for sure, and she didn't want to risk putting Hodir or herself in unnecessary danger. The Nortestrans below them breathed a sigh of relief as the great dragon flew to a different area of the battle. Even as they were making a tactical retreat, Hodir had to take swift, sudden moves to avoid what looked like a large metal bird from clipping him. It crashed into a land right outside the city, and though Wyman was in complete shock and awe from the event, she drew to a conclusion that it was shot out by that strange projectile, and died just narrowly avoiding Castellan. Wyman made a note to have a team identify the mysterious creature, but as of now they had a war on their hands.

If it weren't for the bolt that missed her by a hair and the ship, she wouldn't have flown out here, nor would she have saw him, the famous Nortestran general: "Sulric Trynd," she muttered in awe. Here was the legendary general, out in the battlefield with nobody but a girl in odd clothes with a bow. After some breath of fire, Hodir said, "Another of your puny human friends?" Though the dragon couldn't see her shake his head, he could tell that she saw him as a foe, as she ordered him to cut off their escape. And that he did.

Hodir let out a stream of fire, blocking Sulric's only way back. Hodir landed with a crash, smoke trailing from his nose as he glare directly at Sulric with those predatory eyes. Hodir growled lightly, stepping over the flames and closer to the general. Hodir could easily fit a whole man in his mouth, even one of Sulric's size. The dragon showed his side to him, where Wyman stood on the beast and held her sword down by her side. Hodir laid down, and Wyman jumped down with a roll, aiming her blade at Sulric. "Sulric Trynd!" she shouted. "Though I admire your valiant efforts to save those who you can, you must perish for the greatness of Mollug!"

Hodir lifted himself into the air, the flapping of his wings blowing Wyman's hair around. She raised her hand, and as Hodir dashed forward, he took her with him. In a mere second, she was on his back once more. Hodir was only flying as high as a two-story building, and Wyman gave him an order. The dragon opened its mouth, an orange glow emanating from inside. Soon enough, a spiral of scorching flames twisted and reached for Sulric, as if begging to lick and scratch at the old general.

Wyman knew this wouldn't be enough to bring him down. Using the cover of the flames and the distraction that Hodir provided, she jumped down behind the dragon. After the flames would stop, Wyman would instantly lunge at Sulric, blade aimed at his neck.

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Juju · Jan 14, 2020

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Kotori & Wakinyan

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StaidFoal 」

(note: Susan is still with Wakinyan, unless you wanna change that,

Astralworks )
Lightning sprung from Kotori's bow, flickering through the ranks of shadowy minions. Infernal screeches erupted from the monstrosities, leaving behind crisp puffs of sparks as they were purged from this land. Wakinyan had scattered the mages like a hawk in a hoard of sparrows, but a few stragglers still remained, such as the shadowmancer Kotori now faced. With his minions gone the mage was left exposed. He was a robed man not much older than Kotori, delicately featured and with eyes that shone like a deer as a lightning bolt tore through his chest. She hated how quickly he fell, and how swiftly she had loosed her bow. Was Hitorikage alright? Susan would be safe with Wakinyan, but she was unsure of her other new friend. Was it even safe to call him that? Her clouded eyes found the dragon once more, a mass of black scales, flame and screams.

Losing herself for a moment, Kotori did not notice the mage until the fireball was too close. She turned her head towards it, too late to react but just in time to see a white-haired man block the spell. His face was lined with age, but his eyes were kind and wise as he spoke, like a moonheron. "Th-thank you," she stammered, looking frazzled but recovering quickly. When he offered a hand she straightened up her posture, frowning in stiff resolve and steadying her voice. "We are here to defend the city. Please, tell Sulric that reinforcements have arrived."

The air shifted suddenly and a mass of flames blocked the two off from the castle. Thunder rang in the back of Kotori's mind, making her skin tingle as the ground shook beneath her. The dragon had landed. She could see the fire-light on its ebon scales and the smoke billowing like streamers from between its fangs. Such terrible beauty. For the first time, Kotori noticed its rider, an armoured woman. Now she understood the familiarity; she could sense a strong bond between the rider and dragon. Her chest tightened when she realized it felt similar to the one shared with Wakinyan.

Kotori readied her bow and stood closer to the old man, preparing for the worst. A trickle of surprise passed over her face when the woman identified him as Sulric Trynd. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. It was all the more reason to stand her ground. The lightning in her was growing, humming in her ears. She narrowed her eyes at the dragon, seeing its mouth open and the flames slither out as if in slow motion. Kotori threw an arm in front of Sulric.

"Wakinyan!" she shouted, her words drowned out by a deafening clap of thunder.

The flames sprung in every direction except towards Kotori and Sulric, blocked by the enormous form of Wakinyan. White-blue motes of lightning sizzled against the flame, dancing in an eruption of lightning and fire. Wakinyan's head was lowered, weathering the blast (and making sure Susan did not get hit). When the flames faded his mane was scorched and the front of his brilliant hide was dusted in black. Electricity spilled from him, crackling around him like a miniature tempest. It gathered in his eyes. Kotori found it hard to breathe, not from the smoke, but by the sheer wrath she felt through her mark. Her heart felt like it would burst when the Heavenly Beast unleashed a powerful roar.

Wakinyan charged towards the dragon, dashing so quickly he looked like a living bolt of lightning. The rain was pouring and the wind whirled, stirring the dead bodies like a hurricane. Bound to Wakinyan's will, the wind buffeted the dragon (who unfortunately was still flying), brutally jerking each wing in different directions, trying to break them. The winds shoved the dragon to the ground, but Wakinyan did not let him rest. He began a charge, aiming to impale the dragon's exposed underside with his horn.

Meanwhile, Kotori rushed to react to the dragon rider. She was used to Wakinyan and his energy by now, but Sulric was not. It was time to return the favour. Kotori was not a skilled swordswoman, but she did the only thing she could do to help Sulric. She brought her bow up and blocked the sword strike with it, hands supporting both sides. Sparks erupted from the sky-bound artifact, the metal singing from the strike, but it did not break. Kotori stumbled back from the mightly blow, gasping from the powerful strike. Hopefully, Sulric was able to react now.

(note: Susan is still with Wakinyan, unless you wanna change that,

Astralworks )
Lightning sprung from Kotori's bow, flickering through the ranks of shadowy minions. Infernal screeches erupted from the monstrosities, leaving behind crisp puffs of sparks as they were purged from this land. Wakinyan had scattered the mages like a hawk in a hoard of sparrows, but a few stragglers still remained, such as the shadowmancer Kotori now faced. With his minions gone the mage was left exposed. He was a robed man not much older than Kotori, delicately featured and with eyes that shone like a deer as a lightning bolt tore through his chest. She hated how quickly he fell, and how swiftly she had loosed her bow. Was Hitorikage alright? Susan would be safe with Wakinyan, but she was unsure of her other new friend. Was it even safe to call him that? Her clouded eyes found the dragon once more, a mass of black scales, flame and screams.

Losing herself for a moment, Kotori did not notice the mage until the fireball was too close. She turned her head towards it, too late to react but just in time to see a white-haired man block the spell. His face was lined with age, but his eyes were kind and wise as he spoke, like a moonheron. "Th-thank you," she stammered, looking frazzled but recovering quickly. When he offered a hand she straightened up her posture, frowning in stiff resolve and steadying her voice. "We are here to defend the city. Please, tell Sulric that reinforcements have arrived."

The air shifted suddenly and a mass of flames blocked the two off from the castle. Thunder rang in the back of Kotori's mind, making her skin tingle as the ground shook beneath her. The dragon had landed. She could see the fire-light on its ebon scales and the smoke billowing like streamers from between its fangs. Such terrible beauty. For the first time, Kotori noticed its rider, an armoured woman. Now she understood the familiarity; she could sense a strong bond between the rider and dragon. Her chest tightened when she realized it felt similar to the one shared with Wakinyan.

Kotori readied her bow and stood closer to the old man, preparing for the worst. A trickle of surprise passed over her face when the woman identified him as Sulric Trynd. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. It was all the more reason to stand her ground. The lightning in her was growing, humming in her ears. She narrowed her eyes at the dragon, seeing its mouth open and the flames slither out as if in slow motion. Kotori threw an arm in front of Sulric.

"Wakinyan!" she shouted, her words drowned out by a deafening clap of thunder.

The flames sprung in every direction except towards Kotori and Sulric, blocked by the enormous form of Wakinyan. White-blue motes of lightning sizzled against the flame, dancing in an eruption of lightning and fire. Wakinyan's head was lowered, weathering the blast (and making sure Susan did not get hit). When the flames faded his mane was scorched and the front of his brilliant hide was dusted in black. Electricity spilled from him, crackling around him like a miniature tempest. It gathered in his eyes. Kotori found it hard to breathe, not from the smoke, but by the sheer wrath she felt through her mark. Her heart felt like it would burst when the Heavenly Beast unleashed a powerful roar.

Wakinyan charged towards the dragon, dashing so quickly he looked like a living bolt of lightning. The rain was pouring and the wind whirled, stirring the dead bodies like a hurricane. Bound to Wakinyan's will, the wind buffeted the dragon (who unfortunately was still flying), brutally jerking each wing in different directions, trying to break them. The winds shoved the dragon to the ground, but Wakinyan did not let him rest. He began a charge, aiming to impale the dragon's exposed underside with his horn.

Meanwhile, Kotori rushed to react to the dragon rider. She was used to Wakinyan and his energy by now, but Sulric was not. It was time to return the favour. Kotori was not a skilled swordswoman, but she did the only thing she could do to help Sulric. She brought her bow up and blocked the sword strike with it, hands supporting both sides. Sparks erupted from the sky-bound artifact, the metal singing from the strike, but it did not break. Kotori stumbled back from the mightly blow, gasping from the incredible force behind the strike. Hopefully, Sulric was able to react now.

Gohan510 · Jan 15, 2020

Synthia

The taste of victory could be felt on the tip of her tongue, yes finally the last remaining of the knights will be no longer. As she swung her blade her eyes turned craze, it was her hidden sadistic side of enjoyment in killing. Once her blade almost touched the knights necks it was a quick clash making her eyes flinch a bit from the sudden loud sound, it was opposite to the sound of blade meeting flesh. Then there it was, another person though this one was a lot more good looking then the other two. She never seen him before nor heard of him in any of Nortestra's reports back to Mollug from spies. Was he their secret weapon?! As the Mollug general and the random sword user met eyes she jumped back to gain some distance between the four.

"Who are you?"

Buu & Korin

In a flash before being killed by Synthia the two knights were blessed to see another day, who was their savior though? The clothing he wore was different from anything they've seen before and he didn't look familiar at all. Was he from somewhere other then Nortestra, Mollug, or the North??? Buu's tears stopped pouring as a smile grew on his face and he jumped while still holding his brother up in joy. It was what Sulric had told them, the unkown reinforcement had arrived. That was the only solution that could pop up in his head, since the new guy saved them without even knowing them.

Korin was shocked to even see someone appear out of thin air, then again this world was always filled with surprises. The black haired hero showed no sign of fatigue as the two clashed blades showing that he was well skilled even making the commander gain distance. That was always a good sign to make someone stronger back away. Korin closed his eyes and smiled, finally Nortestra won't suffer no more and they will all be saved.

"He's always right huh Buu?"

"Always bro! I never doubted that old fart!"

"Hey new guy, kick her ass for us why don't you. Thank you for saving us, I guess you are the reinforcement that our commander spoke of. Good luck we'll get out of your way."

Buu and Korin both tried to walk off, but was stopped because they noticed golems forming from the earth out of a magic circle. Buu then forgot that he left his axe laying somewhere on the battlefield and Korin's blades were still in the crater. The golems let out a mighty roar before taking a punch at the two. It was three golems summoned to take out very injured knights, though the punches were blocked, by no other then the black hair boy again. How was he moving so fast!? How was he so strong?! He blocked all three punches with just his arms and forehead. Who was this guy and where did he come from??! Korin had so many questions, but he knew this wasn't time nor place.

"The glowing orbs is what you go after that's their life."

Hitori Kage

Hitori smiled as the girl backed away he took a slight nod and sheathed his blade. Hitori noticed that she asked for his name, but he took a minute to answer. He was too focused on trying to understand who this lady was and what she could possibly do. Once the night spoke about the reinforcement it brought Hitori back to reality and he turned with a nod to both the knights.

"You guys are Nortestra knights?"

"Yes sir!"

"Cool so she's Mollug. That's all I needed to know, yeah you should get out of here before it gets too dangerous. What happened to the third?"

"We don't know..."

"If you go straight you'll find her, you should hurry too! Her mana's fading slowly so it would be best you guys get their faster to save that person."

"How do you know where she is?"

"You guys can't sense mana?"

"No????"

"We don't have that gift, thank you though we will do so."

Watching the two knights try to walk off they got some distance away until golems rose from the ground and tried to attack the two which made Hitori flash step blocking all three attacks. Blood dripping down his forehead Hitori looked up at the three purple looking golems. Synthia was analyzing Hitori's movements closely he was teleporting all around the place it was amazing to see someone even offering their body as a shield from a golem's hit.

"The glowing orbs is what you go after that's their life."

Hitori took this note pushing all the arms from the golems away charging fire up on his right hand and dashing through all three swiftly crushing their core with his bare fist. It cracked the glowing orb and left the golems to crumble to rubble like the first one. Standing over the dead golems he then turned his attention back to Synthia and pointed his finger at her.

"I'm your opponent now not them. Let them go."

His voice was firm as he starred at the woman with anger in his eyes. He never liked scummy tactics like these when enemies would use cheap ways to rid of a injured opponent. Fire engulfed both of his fist as the starring between Hitori and Synthia begun. They were feeling each other until a sweat dropped from Buu's face to the floor and Hitori flashed stepped towards Synthia while she as well ran towards Hitori. This time Karasu dove down like a rocket slowly growing x3 his normal size trying to crash down on Hitori. Synthia pulled her blade out and tried to cut Hitori, but her blade connected with his flamed fist and they begun their fight. The two knights could do nothing but awe at the sight of two skilled fighters clashing at such fast rates. Karasu was swinging his bladed wings cutting the floor as debre flung at Hitori. He was fighting both Karasu and Synthia at the same time. It was a tough fight going from clashing his fist with her sword to dodging Karasu's gigantic wings. The buildings that were around were being blew down by the sheer force and wind of each attack from Karasu's wings. Hitori back flipped over a wing attack and his whole body set ablaze as he slid across the floor and flung straight ahead at Karasu.

"SWORD... HORN...!!!!!"

He shouted out head butting Karasu dead in the gut pushing him so far enough to crash Karasu into some buildings making Synthia lived. Her mana sprouted out like a wild fire, it was a giant purple pulse of mana spreading out from her body, being visibly shown to even the two knights. The wind around her was wild and viscious she was pissed, someone hurt her companion.

"I WILL KILL YOU!"

Synthia & Hitori

Hitori emerged from the dust that remained from the crashing of the two. He was standing on top of Karasu as if he had slaned the giant bird, Karasu's spell faded and he shrunk back to normal size surprising Hitori completely making him jump away back onto the court yard turning his attention to Synthia now. The bird got back up and flew over to Synthia landing on her shoulder as she was still enraged. Hitori prepared for the worst and so it would come quick, the palms of her hands both grew a red ball of mana as she shot both of them as gigantic beams towards Hitori. Using both of his arms to cross over his face he blocked both of the beams yet it blew his shirt completely off sending him flying into some buildings. Fire blowing through the roof as he jumped out running on the roof tops away from the court yard and the knights. Synthia watched this and allowed Karasu to grow once more grabbing onto her back this time he was 1.5x bigger then his normal size, being big enough to be her wings as they set off jetting towards the fleeing Hitori.

"Running already?"

Synthia shouted out rapid firing blast of red mana beams as Hitori was using the houses as maneuvering tactics going so far as entering them busting through doors and windows. Synthia laughed at Hitori as Karasu flew faster allowing her to be side by side with the running Hitori kicking him into a three buildings watching them crumble with him. Dark mist surrounded her hands as she swung them around and casted a dark spell it was a giant black hand and slammed the location Hitori was at. While Hitori was being crushed by the hand she casted more spells as black magic circles surrounded her and a small army of demons emerged. Synthia grew a liking to this guy as he was hard to beat, the hand was blew away by a burst of flames of course as she expecting, but that pathway would be consumed in a beam of red mana creating another explosion.

"He will never win."

Karasu nodded and so they flew off towards the explosion to check if the guy was still alive. Once reaching the crater sight she seen the guy standing there calmly waiting for her, he had bruises and cuts all over. Fighting a ranged fighter like Synthia was no easy task at all, she could kite any close ranged fighter at any given moment.

"You're pretty strong. Gonna tell me your name yet?"

"Hitori. You?"

"Synthia, pleasure to meet you."

Hitori nodded when Synthia stated it was a pleasure to meet him, she was the enemy so any soothing words were all a joke.

"Stop this siege and you can go back to your home unharmed."

"Won't happen."

Synthia's aura sprouted out once more as well as Hitori's. Their mana aura's clashed with each other making the ground shake around them as pebbles slowly started to float up. They starred at each other entently once more, Hitori was waiting for an oppurtonity, yet he wasted no time and punched the ground with his right fist as his body set ablaze once again. He glared at Synthia with his shining blue eyes and there he bolted towards her punching her through multiple buildings. Though she blocked the attack as she was being pushed back. She threw Hitori to the side and threw a mana ball hitting him directly, there was a cloud of smoke from the contact yet it wasn't long to see the fire boy bolt out of the smoke. Hitori threw two fire balls at Synthia, put she measly lifted her index finger and shot small lasers to counter the fire making small explosions. Karasu and Synthia then jetted towards Hitori once again continuing her barrage of mana blasts and Hitori dodged and deflected them constantly. Flipping under a bridge Hitori slid against the ground and drew his sword clashing blades with Synthia as she followed him down. They then had a sword dual seeming almost equal not one ever showing the other opening points. Hitori then flung Synthia's sword out of her hand as it spun in the air bumping against the wall as he punched her with his fire fist right in the face sending her into the opposite wall from her sword. She felt nothing but pain, she hasn't felt physical contact in years. Since she was younger actually and to be punched in the face enraged her as the whole bridge collapsed on them from her mana sprouting out again. Multiple blast shot out from her body in a frenzy crashing everywhere around them. Dodging most of them Hitori tried to gain distance away from her but the barrage of magic blast kept him more on the defense.

As the two fought around the city any mollug or nortestra soldier looked in awe at the explosions and fire being tossed around as the two fought hard not showing any sign of defeat.

Finally the volley ended as the aura calmed down, now silhouetting her body it was a violet color Karasu was slightly injured for getting squished against the wall. She glared at Hitori with fire in her eyes, now she was no longer playing around. She wanted Hitori's head on her wall back home, and she'll do whatever to gain it. She lifted her left hand up towards Hitori and a black magic circle appeared spinning. Then the magic circle cracked on the inside as wind started being absorbed, she was creating a black whole to try and take out Hitori. Sliding closer and closer to Synthia Hitori was trying to figure out a way to get out of this spell's grip so he threw his sword at her making Synthia dodge which made the spell stop and Hitori went in for a fire kick yet she deflected it sending him rolling across the floor. Jumping back up Hitori backflipped over the crumbled bridge and out of the weird trench back on the main floor of the city.

Synthia flew up after Hitori chasing him down once more, the demons she summoned early lurked in the shadows waiting for their time to strike and so she was appreciated for their patience. She chased Hitori down endless streets clashing blades with him once more, yes they picked up their respected swords and continued the pursuit. Then she got close enough to Hitori shooting him with a small blast making him fly into the bell tower's bottom floor door. Sliding across the floor Hitori's back bumped the wall as he ached in pain, she was hitting him with these strange blast and it hurt really bad. Slowly getting back up using the wall as support he slowly looked at Synthia as she gracefully stepped into the clock tower with him. Karasu still latched onto her back he cuffed his wings so she could walk into the door.

"You're caught now, where will you run off to?"

"I got you far enough away from those knights that's all that matters."

"All of that damage you took was to separate us from those pesky magic knights? So you're all muscle and no brain..."

"If that's what you wish to think of me as sure."

"I would say attractive if I didn't detached myself from that emotion."

"Thanks, why is Mollug even attacking Nortestra anyway? What did they do to you guys?"

"A lot, so much it'd take to long to explain. It has no importance to you outsider, only thing you should worry about is your life at this moment."

"Why? I'm doing just fine, this is only the beginning."

"Men..."

Synthia sighed as she looked at the black haired boy, it was fascinating how well he was holding up against her. No one took as many hits from her as he did and still was able to walk and talk. This was new to her and it made her want to continue playing with him, but she wasn't here for kid games she was here to seize control over Nortestra. Sheathing her sword Synthia looked over her shoulder as the door closed. Looking back at Hitori as they were in a dark room, she focused her mana into the palm of her hand as the red ball of mana lit up the room for the two. Hitori understanding what was about to happen he jumped against the wall using it to launch himself up to the second floor that he busted through as the red ball of magic crashed through the walls and so the chase begun again, as she threw the red balls of mana Hitori dodged them going further up the bell tower. Finally reaching the top Hitori used his fire to bust through the roof and he grabbed the bottom of the bell using it to flip himself on the edge of the building and so he caught himself before falling off. The bell rung now as it shook side to side. It didn't last long as it got shot off the building flying somewhere else in the city and the building crumbled with it Hitori running to the other side he climbed up the building as it fell to the ground. Before it crashed to the floor he jumped off it landing on a roof which he fell through into a living room with a family who was hiding in it. He laid there for a moment catching his breath as he looked up through the hole he made through their roof. Looking over to the family he smiled to them slowly sitting up as he sighed a bit. This wasn't an easy fight at all. Who would've knew a Commander would be so strong?! This was Sin's fault for weakening him, if he was at full strength this would be easy as hell. Walking out of the house he looked around and notice there was an army of demons that were waiting for him, he sighed before unsheathing his sword being ready for them to strike and so they did as well as fall to their deaths. Running from the house Hitori looked around for any sign of the ebony commander he was combating with. Stopping in his tracks there she was, landing gracefully and she smirked at Hitori like he was caught again.

"I thought I knew something about you was different. You have demonic energy coming off you, you're of demon race like myself?"

"I am no demon."

"A demon knows when it encounters another one in combat, trust me."

"I'm telling you I-"

His head rang again as he grabbed it in pain and visions of the black figure appeared again, yet this time they didn't stop and Hitori screamed in pain and agony. Synthia watched this play out as her spell finally kicked in. When Hitori made contact with her by punching her she slipped a dark spell on him. It would awaken any negative emotion out of the person, though she could feel the presence of demon within him which made her intrigued. As Hitori fell to his knee's trying to stop the pain Synthia took it upon herself to unsheathe her blade once more slowly walking towards Hitori. Once she stood in front of her she raised he blade and swung it down at his neck to cut his head off yet her blade stopped mid motion. He had grabbed her sword his bare hand, blood dripped down his hand as the blade cut his skin. It was black blood. Hitori's head was down as his face was covered by his hair, though he was laughing. Synthia looked confused trying to take her sword away but the grip was too tight. What was going on she thought, and Hitori kept laughing. His voice losing it's first manly tone to being more echoey and hollow like. Laughing more Hitori swung his blade up making a swift cut on Synthia, making her fall backwards blood gushed from her wound, Karasu was shocked beyond belief to see this actually happened. Nothing but pain was felt by Synthia she never felt a blade touch her skin before yet hers touched others. Stumbling back she grabbed her chest as blood gushed out she was panting at this point and eyes couldn't focus on as she was hyper ventilating. Looking back up to Hitori she noticed his wounded body started to etch out black markings all over. What was happening? What had she done?

" *Laughing maniacally* Now then. The real show begins huh?"

Laughing more and more as he slowly stood up Hitori's sclera blacken and his irises glow golden-yellow in combination with a black markings spread across his whole body. He threw his sword upwards catching it by the end of the chain that was attached to it and swung it in a fast rotation. His eyes darted towards Synthia who looked shocked of the strange change of Hitori, it was like she was fighting against a whole different person. She was. This was no longer Hitori, this was the evil spirit that dwelled deep within his body intertwining with his soul. The new Hakai laughed at the ebony commander in a mocking manner and smirked while still swinging the blade around as if it were a spiked ball chain weapon.

"Who are you?"

"Me? Oh I have no name!"

His answer made her shocked, this was a completely different person talking to her now. The way he swung the sword, how much he laughed, the markings all over his nude torso as his shirt was blew off at the beginning of the fight, his eyes had even changed, and the most noticeable his voice was no longer Hitori's. Synthia took a few steps back not understanding the emotion she felt. She couldn't have been feeling fear! The dark commander that struck fear over all was shaking from the sight of Hitori. She didn't know this was his true nature, though it wasn't. The spell she casted on him was supposed to torment him so she could finish him off yet it back fired awakening a sleeping beast from within.

"We should retreat Synthia! We're faster then him remeber!"

"Yes lets do that go!"

The crow opened his wings up flapping them so they could soar off and so they did. Synthia didn't even want to turn back to look at the monstracity she had created upon herself she wanted to warn the other commanders about it. Her thought was soon cut off as she seen a hand reach over her shoulder, eyes opening wide the hand had markings all over it as it grabbed her shoulder and she could feel herself not going forwards but backwards. Being launched back down she crashed into the ground creating a decent sized crator, thankfully Karasu flew before she touched the ground so he didn't get smashed under her though he was hoping his master was okay under the dust. The crow then turned its sights to what had grabbed them, but it wasn't anywhere to be seen untill he heard a swoosh and the bird noticed the boy Synthia was fighting standing some distance away from the crater spinning his sword like a mad man again. Karasu kept his distance in the air reverting back to his original size which made him worried about Synthia.

Buu & Korin

It was a freak show to notice how far Hitori had taken the Mollug commander from the two, as they walked the empty streets Buu and Korin continuously noticed explosions off in the distance in the direction Hitori had ran off to. It made the two worry if he was going to make it out, since Synthia was known to be a very very tough opponent out of the three Mollug Commanders. The brother beast was swift and dangerous with his pack, Wyman had swift skills and even had a dragon to aid her, while Synthia was a woman with a pet crow who had unreal magic talents. Though she wasn't showing off many spells she was using her most potent, the energy blast spells. As they walked down the streets they noticed a figur eon the floor that seemed familiar, Korin weakly ran towards the figure to notice it was his sister laying there barely breathing as she rested.

"BUU HURRY!"

He screamed out as Buu rushed behind him sliding to his sister's side healing her.

"Ara stay with us!"

"Come on Ara...."

Korin gripped Ara's hand as tears rolled down his face. He felt weak and useless. Why!? Why did his sister have to suffer this fate instead of him!? Why did she have to experience this instead of him!? He was the leader of the magic knights why didn't he receive Sin's judgement!? Where was Sulric out of times like these? Obviously the explosions had to attract his attention or did he not care for his knights? So much rushed through Korin's head as he cried hoping his sister would be saved by Buu.

After some time Buu felt worried like it wasn't working until Ara took a giant gasp hoping to get hair again. She looked around noticing her two brothers were at her side. She gave off a weak smile and coughed a few times.

"You.... guys...."

"Please don't talk. You're weak right now, all is well. Reinforcements came as Sulric predicted. Nortestra is in good hands."

He smiled to his sister still holding her hand, this time he brought it to his chest as the tears still rolled down his face. Korin was so happy to see his sister was back to life, he hugged both of his siblings keeping them close hoping to never have to go through that again.

"I will become stronger to protect you both next time. I PROMISE!"

"Me too bro, we'll do it. Together."

"Together."

"You two... I wasn't strong enough to keep you safe though!"

"You're... strong..."

"You are strong Korin. The strongest knight Sulric has under his nose hands down, why do you think you two get along so well? He always sends you on the missions. Your strength has been shown throughout the whole kigndom, shit even to Mollug they know of us. Because of you Korin. Now say it with us. Together."

"Thank you buu... Together."

"Together..."

Synthia & Hitori

Paneling back to the two Synthia finally emerged from the crater, all her major wounds had healed up though she still had cuts and bruises yet she was breathing heavily. Synthia did give props were it was due, this guy named Hitori had showed her something she's never seen before. Someone to even lay hand on her and to even last this long against her. Synthia watched the maniac spin his long chained sword while he peered into her soul from the distance. Looking up to the left she seen Karasu was fine and watching from the skies, she sighed in relief that's all that mattered. Casting a spell with a swoosh from her hand Karasu flew off towards Wyman and Hodir. She had gave Karasu a message to deliver about the current battle situation and how bad things got.

Turning her attention back towards Hitori she had a sweat drop down her face. Though the silence between the two was soon ended as Hitori swung the chain making the sword bolt towards Synthia yet she rolled out of the way, the sword clashed into the ground creating dirt to fly up and even a small crater. She drew her blade as well and dashed towards Hitori. Yanking the chain back Hitori pulled the sword back towards him catching it and flash stepping towards Synthia grabbing her by the face launching her into some more buildings. The building she crashed into last crumbled on top of her. Flash stepping towards her he landed on top of a roof of a merchant stand as he turned to wait for her to emerged from the rubble. Shooting the debree off her she turned to look at Hitori as she was still panting, grabbing her face she felt like he was still grabbing it. Looking at Hitori through her fingers Synthia was afraid that this was a completely different person indeed, he was more savage and used pure force not holding back anything.

"Dark... Delete...."

Synthia said to herself as she held her hand out as several spheres of darkness are fired continuously towards Hitori which made him flash step around to dodge them though there was too many and he used the sword to deflect or cut through some of them making small explosions around him. Synthia used this to push Hitori back and which it was working thankfully. Once she felt like there was an opening she put her right hand down and put her left up as creates a growing sphere of Darkness Magic.

"Dark... Mass..."

She said as the growing sphere of darkness magic grew large. After being shot at the Hitori, the sphere turns into many tentacles, that, despite their apparent weightlessness and translucency, are quite heavy as they got cut by Hitori they crushed the ground they fell upon.

"Dark... Rondo...."

When cast, Darkness Magic with horror-stricken faces swirl around the user's hands, becoming more and more condensed. Synthia then fired the gathered Magic on a wide scale or focused at an enemy. Yet she directed it exactly and Hitori which it connected since he was surrounded by the dark magic and no where to run as there was a massive explosion. There was a smoke cloud from the destruction as Hitori still didn't come out, but the sword did stabbing Synthia in her right shoulder pushing her into a buildings wall. She grabbed the blade in pain as she coughed up some blood.

"That hurt you know."

The voice could be heard within the smoke cloud as the sword got pulled out of her shoulder and she winced in pain. Synthia never experienced such pain before and she hated every moment of it. She wanted to kill Hitori so bad for making her seem like a weakling, he was toying with her and she knew he was and it irritated her. She didn't wait for Hitori to come out the smoke she lifted her hands up and prepared her next attack. A ball of purple and black mana appeared in between both of her hands as she crushed it and it shattered into pieces of mana summoning several small masses of Darkness Magic which then grow and come together to create a sphere around the target, restraining Hitori's movement and dealing pain. As she held him in place she prepared another spell this one was going to hit head on for sure.

"What is this?!"

"Don't worry... Demon Blast..."

A large sphere of dark energy charged between the Synthia's hands and she subsequently fired it at Hitori in form of a beam. The beam consumed the whole area creating a massive purple ball that consumed buildings around them. Once it was over there was smoke clouds everywhere, Synthia looked around and stayed on her toes waiting for any movement from her opponent. There was no sound out of Hitori yet he was struggling to get back up, blood dripped from his forehead grabbing his face stabbing the sword into the floor to use it as a way to stand back up. Moving his hand off his face Hitori mimicked Synthia by focusing mana in the palm of his hand, this time it wasn't fire yet pure mana. His was a black ball of mana that he then aimed at the direction of Synthia due to him having the ability to sense mana even through this cloud of dust and smoke he fire the beam at Synthia. Synthia noticed the beam as she jumped out of the way shocked hoping that didn't come from Hitori. Did it?!

Synthia then jumped out of the giant clouds of dirt and smoke to get her vision back. She was worried that Hitori was mimicking her spells.

"How...?!"

Then there was Hitori who jumped out of the clouds as well yet he landed behind the woman laughing a bit.

"That was easy."
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Solirus

Hakai

Hakai walked over to the dead body as he looted it taking gold, silver, and bronze coins from his pockets also the guys knife. Standing back up Hakai tossed the knight for Rojy to catch showing that was his new weapon to keep himself safe. Hakai didn't answer Rojy's question as he walked to the bar sitting in a stool he waited for the server to come out. Gusta's came from the back room wiping a glass cup with a rag noticing the black armored knight and the strange looking man that accompanied him. Gusta's placed the glass cup in front of Hakai and a mug in front of Rojy on the table.

"What can I get you boys today?"

"Whatever he wants get. I want answers."

"Answers about what exactly?"

"The castle, what's there?"

"Oh that old thing? That's guild hall to the dark guild who's ran by a vampire. That guy you just killed was actually a member of that guild. Heh... Poor guy oh well. You two deffinately aren't from around here. Wait... Are you the sum-"

Gusta's collar was grabbed by Hakai as his red eyes glared into Gusta's eyes.

"Don't."

Hakai whispered to Gustas making the man nod in fear. Hakai let go of the mans collar which allowed him to fix it back up as he cleared his throat.

"The names Gustas I like how you operate knight. If you want more information take care of those group of assholes sitting in the back left corner. I'll also keep your secret safe I am a man of word."

"I know your mana is pure. Go handle it Rojy."

SirDerpingtonIV · Jan 15, 2020

LORD MALAGAR

On the frozen coasts of Fell, arrived the Lord of Iron. Heavy iron boots sunk into snow and sand, the eyes of the Dark Lord burning with ambition as he looked out over this new land. It was not his goal. but it was close. Demons had assaulted them on the journey, but it mattered little. The Dark Lord and his Ironclads had butchered them, until the creatures stood well back from the lifeless iron beasts that roamed their territory. Mortals feared him, yet he cared not. They were not his goal, and Malagar walked along without faulter or pause, until stunned onlookers watched him, and his dozen metal companions simply walk into the sea, dissappearing beneath the waves.

The walk at the ocean's bottom had been one of contemplation. Entirely undisturbed on the ocean floor, Malagar dedicated his time to thought and recovery. To attempt to wield what magic he remembered. To his dissapointment, he found he had lost much of his power, but supposed he understood why. Whatever he did both took a lot out of him, and a lot out of his world, his Abara. Now, he felt... almost wounded without it. His pride and joy, his greatest accomplishment. Gone. And now, he was almost back where he started, forced to compete in some game against various other 'Summoned'. Their coming would plunge this world to chaos. He would repair it to order. By any means necessary.

StaidFoal · Jan 15, 2020

Felicia

If Felicia was younger, she'd be baffled as to why Ivan wished to try and find the black-eyed demon, even splitting from her and the Nortestrans to look for her after she ran off. But, despite her sickening actions and horrid monstrosities she created, Felicia couldn't betray Hecate's loyalty so quickly, and during the short time they were together it had seemed that the child had no intention of turning back on her word, either. She only wished that Ivan refrained from raising his alcohol level so much so that she could smell it emanating off of him. But if she had to be honest, he was the one person she could really trust at the moment, aside from Tear who traveled to wherever or the Nortestran general, Forsith, who she really had not much idea of. Contrary to his intimidating appearance, she found Ivan's company to be... enjoyable? His personality was the complete opposite of what she expected. A surprise to be sure, but a welcome one.

When she snapped back to reality, Felicia's cheeks felt warm, confusing the princess. She quickly brushed it off, though, focusing on the apparently troubled Forsith at the front. She ran over to him, planning to ask what was the matter, but the answer lay before her eyes as she came beside him. "By the Gods..." she mumbled, looking over the chaotic siege. It seemed as if conflict was everywhere they turned, in the world of Valucia. In the distance, she spotted a dragon battling what looked like a giant unicorn. Turning to the general, she said, "Forsith, I have to help; to save who I can." He nodded, and as Forsith spit out his orders, Felicia was the first to dive in. The Mollugs made sure to make a mess of things, massacring those caught in the crossfire and only proving Forsith's word of them being mindless killing machines.

Surrounding herself in a ball of flames, she landed in the middle of a Mollug squad, sending several into the air and scorching them. Before any could properly make a counter attack, a snake of fire slithered from her arm and over to their legs, crawling between the gaps in their armor. They screamed as their whole body erupted into an inferno, leaking through the gaps and collapsing on the ground. The rest of the soldiers fell quickly after that. The princess raced through the streets of Castellan, occasionally wiping the sweat from her face due to the flames that consumed the capital.

It was then that she spotted a man leading a group; more beast than man. They fought ruthlessly, not afraid to bathe in their opponents' blood. Merely catching a glimpse at them made Felicia's blood run cold, which had her double check that her ice magic was under control. With a shake of her head, she charged. She wouldn't allow a savage monster to fight against the Nortestrans, not like what happened on her old world. She took the Pack by surprise, blasting a few with a cone of fire that would rival even the elder dragon's. She quickly turned to fend off the now rabid attackers, using her powerful fire magic to end their miserable, blood-thirsty lives. One managed to sneak up behind Felicia, tackling her back only to implode with fire; spontaneous combustion. Felicia would not stop until this pack of wild, foul beasts was at an end, including their leader, Alexander Murkoff.

Snackofthefuture

Tobias Nyseth

"Such... Such violence!" Tobias exclaimed, forgetfully dropping the slime he took in, which rolled away towards the battlefield. His eyes darted from piece to piece; the balls of fire being launched at the already ruined walls, the once fictional dragon making himself very real in the distance, and the variety of species! Tobias needed samples! He was no biologist in any way, but any revelation of science was always an ecstatic event. "Do not hurt that dragon!" he ordered. "We must contain it so I can run some ethical tests!"

Tobias looked at Katie with a smirk on his mouth. "Do not fret, kitten. I was going to ask for compensation to begin with!" The astronomer began floating down to the war zone, the traumas of such a scene already melted in his mind from the past missions he was sent on. He ignored the life-threatening dangers that such an action posed, focusing more on the lovable concept of finding the molecular structure and DNA of these new species. Soon, he found his first Mollug soldier, greeting him with a, "How do you do?" The Mollug, having never seen such a suit in his life, nor someone floating two feet above ground, was obviously threatened, something that confused Tobias.

The Mollug drew his sword, yelling as he ran at the astronomer. "Normally, you'd respond with 'Good, how about you?' but I suppose not everyone was raised with a good mother." Despite how strongly he moved his legs, the Mollug found himself unable to go forward. Or rather anywhere, to be exact. He was floating in the air, in the effects of zero-gravity. He began to yell stuff about sorcery and for aid, much to the annoyance of Tobias. The soldier was wildly swinging his sword and attempting to swim around, but was still stuck in the air, slowly floating upwards. His sword then slipped from his hand, digging straight into the ground and landing with a hard 'thud'. Tobias inflicted his weapon with a stronger gravity, floating up to the soldier. "Now, what are you under that mask?"

Tobias removed the helmet, letting out a small yell as he was met with the disgusting face of an orc. "Oh, God, you're hideous!" Tobias' repulsed face quickly switched to that of sorrow. "I am deeply sorry, sir. I was insensitive in that second, and did no take into consideration the possible genetic defects you may be suffering from. It must be truly bad to be cast out of society for looking as such, but it's a good thing you were accepted into the army, yes?" At this point, the Mollug was just confused.

As Tobias floated away, he accidentally just narrowly dodged an arrow. "I say, what primitive weaponry!" Another was shot, and he looked to see the reinforcements that the Mollug had called. They fruitlessly shot at Tobias, who easily avoided them like nothing. "Look, clearly it's not working, so why don't you--" He was cut off by a squelching sound. Tobias turned around in horror, realizing that they mistakenly shot the orc Mollug. "No!" Tobias yelled, floating over to the dead Mollug. "I didn't even ask for your name! I could've cured you of your disease!" Tobias dispelled the zero-gravity on the cadaver, letting it fall back down to earth. He dropped down as well.

Looking over at the reinforcements, he yelled, "You are the worst shot in the history of archers! Killing your own ally without so much so as a second glance, honestly!" The archers readied another bow, and the knights pulled out their swords to charge. But for one of the few times ever in his life, Tobias was angry. The Mollugs dropped to their knees, then flat on their stomachs in only one second. They face planted into the floor, and some had their arms crushed and lacerated by their once lightweight weapons. "This is the gravity of Jupiter. Your internal organs are on the verge of rupturing, and as of now I bet you all are slowly suffocating." Tobias floated over to the Mollugs, a scowl on his face and eyes acute. "Now, allow me to increase it by tenfold."

The Mollugs tried to yell as their armor began to crumple and flatten. Inside, the skin of their backs peeled off in the middle, splitting to the point where their muscles were exposed and blood was running. The armor pierced into their exposed wounds, but their yells were muffled because their lips had the ground engraved into their gums, their teeth being pressured down by gravity. Their eyes were forced out of their sockets, rolling around in their helmet. From the outside, the Mollugs' armor began flattening as if crush by a hydraulic press. Blood burst from small gaps in the armor like a fruit meeting a juicer. Soon, the armor was entirely flat against the floor, and could easily be mistaken as a paint job, coupled by the amount of blood spread out.

"Now, where is Mii?"

Damafaud

Heartfelt

Solirus

Mii

Tobias had let go of Mii and allowed her to roll down to the battlefield. She didn't care; for all she knew, there was lots of food in this area. Mostly the tender humans! This time, however, she could sense some variety among the courses. In other words, species other than humans were here. Already, the slime was dying to add these exotic tastes to her palette. Mii swiftly rolled over. In the past week, she was allowed to dip into water sources and regain all of her mass, protecting the precious core. "Food! Food! New food!" she shouted to herself.

The first to fall victim to Mii's feeding spree was a Mollug orc. She caught him by surprise, hanging him by his foot with her water tendrils and consuming him. She spat out the armor, making a mental note of how these new creatures tasted. The only thing she didn't like was the metal shell around these types of people, much like a peanut shell. Next up was a person with pointy ears. Again, not a fan of the metal shells. Mii's plan was to learn the taste of these exotic foods, then mentally reviewing them all in the end. The elf was agile, almost outrunning her tendrils. However, unlike the elf, she could extend them forever. Mii's mouth watered as there were still more species to try out, but she saved them for later. The large, fire-breathing lizard and the massive horse seemed to much a hassle at the moment.

Orc meat was very, very tough and chewy meat. Raw, they are super greasy and bitter. However, after cooking them over one of the fires that plagued Castellan, the taste exploded. It was like a fried steak, glazed with root beer and extremely tender. Definitely would eat again. Elf meat reminded her of vegan patties. Didn't matter, as it was food. Food was yummy, and food was the future. Mii wanted more! There was always plenty more! But just how would she be able to eat them all? It wasn't possible, not in her current size. She needed to be able to clean the streets, but to do that she needed more water.

And outside of Castellan, where grass was still green, was an entire pond. Mii drained it all, consuming what lived in the waters and rising high above the trees. Mii was now as high as the forest's trees, and wide enough to clean the streets of Castellan. The slime crushed the trees in her path, consuming them and leaving a large path in the forest. Mii appeared at the outskirts of the siege once more, this time bigger than before and ready for a feast. The Mollugs still outside of Castellan turned their attention to Mii, and focused fire on her. The arrows and swords didn't do so much as poke at Mii. The blazing balls of fire, however, were not so tasty. They were too spicy for Mii, which only made her faster. She mowed down the fleeing Mollugs and pretty much whoever stood in her path.

Soon enough, she was inside Castellan, going through the streets like Pacman. It was like heaven! Food there, food here, food everywhere! Mollug, Nortestran, no matter; all that remained of them was their armor, as Mii was having a grand feast in this blood bath.

Solirus · Jan 15, 2020

Sulric Trynd

As Sulric suspected, the dragon gained its sights on them. Though instead of immediately attacking the dragon descended, letting the rider jump down to the ground. The rider spoke and immediately Sulric knew that she was the young commander named Wyman as she screamed Sulric’s name and said he must perish for the greatness of Mollug. “That so called greatness of Mollug is covered in the blood of the defenseless civilians of not only Nortestra but also Mollug. You people only fight for war and chaos which I cannot allow you to continue spreading.” Sulric replied back.

Before Sulric could get anymore words out, the dragon rose up into the air and began breathing fire upon them. Sulric in reaction attempted to block the fire with a shield. As Sulric prepared to form a protective shield, the woman he had protected screamed out a name he had never heard and a mighty and powerful unicorn blocked the fire and caused a spectacle of fire and lightning which would’ve been beautiful in the right circumstances.

Though as he witnessed the spectacle, he was taken aback by the sudden gust of wind that was caused from the woman blocking Wymans strike. The woman was sent back and Sulric was left standing near Wyman. With her dragon currently occupied with the unicorn, Sulric swung his sword aiming for Wyman. If he didn’t hit her at least he would force her to back away or send her flying back with the force of the swing.

StaidFoal

Solirus · Jan 15, 2020

Rojy Erac

Rojy approached the body and picked up the knife, perhaps he would need it some other time, even though it kinda felt uncomfortable placing it on the holster he took from the man, he’d need to get used to it.

Rojy turned his head as Hakai told him he’d need to deal with the assholes. “Well, it’s the least I can do for saving my life.”

(inside Rojy’s head)

Good: “ok, we just need to get rid of them, doesn’t mean we have to kill them.”

Chaotic: “Man but I wanted to test out the new knife.”

Good: “no we shouldn’t kill them.”

Lawful: “Well, considering they are drunk and are shown to be asshole in a town of assholes and murderers, I’d say the safer option is to kill them.”

Good: “Guys please we shouldn’t resort to pure violence every time there is a problem.”

Chaotic: “Well it’s easier and fun.”

Good: “That’s not the point… Look if you allow me to try my method first then I’ll let one of you take control. Sound fair?”

Lawful : “Fair enough.”

Chaotic: “Ugh fine. I wasn’t even that interested anyway.”

(back to reality)

Rojy having made up his mind on how he would get rid of the assholes. A simple talk, hopefully they’d be drunk enough to angrily accept. Rojy began walking to the men and already Rojy could tell that they looked at him as if he was their long time enemy or had a bounty on his head. “Hello, I’ve been told by my friend who was told by the bartender that you people must leave or else we will call the guards.” Rojy half lied a bit but hoped that they would at least be reasonable.

“Fuck off ya pansie little excuse for a man.” one of the men said clearly showing signs of being drunk. “You don’t facking tell us what to do.”

“Look, I’m sorry if I’m being harsh but, you need to leave or else you’ll be in big trouble.” Rojy said trying to not stutter.

“Be in FUCKINg trouble ya say now? Everyone and their mums have commited a crime in these places and the guards are as if not more corrupt than the criminals.” Another of the men responded taking a loud sip from his drink.

Rojy began to get a bit nervous, “Well, … uh, if you don’t leave now then I’ll have to kick you out myself.”

“Ya hear that bois, this pansie ova here is gonna kick us out.” All the men began to laugh. “He’s such a pansie, I bet he got that beard to simply hide all of his shame.” one of the men insulted.

“Hey that’s rude!” Rojy said putting his hand the mans shoulder. Immedietly the man got up from his chair, slightly towering over Rojy. “Oh… heh, I’m sorry.” Rojy said nervously as he knew this would end badly.

The man then began walking towards Rojy which made Rojy back away for a bit. Rojy in fear spat on the mans shirt causing the man to stop walking. “Ya think you can just touch me and then spit on me?” The man said with a terrifying tone.

“Well I uh, I’m sorry I jus-” Rojy was cut off when the man sent out a right hook, connecting with Rojys jaw and sending him crashing down face first into the ground.

“Next time I see ya, I’ll kill ya.” the man said as he spat on Rojy’s seemingly unconscious body. “Ya see boys he’s only a pansie.” the man said as he approached back to his chair and sat down. Only that instead of feeling his butt touching the chair, he feel right through it and hit his butt on the ground. “Fuck!” the man screamed in surprise and pain. The man quickly got back up and approached Rojy. “That’s it I’m going to fucking kill him now” The man raised up Rojy shaking him to try to get him woken up. “Seems I’ll need to punch you more to wake you up!” he said looking directly at Rojy’s bloodied face. The man made his hand into a fist and moved it back preparing to pummel Rojy’s face.

“Oi man, what are you waiting for?” One of his friends said as he saw the man preparing to punch but seemingly waiting.

“Well, I’m trying to but I can’t move.” The man said trying his very hardest to move any part of his body aside from his mouth.

(WARNING, FOLLOWING TEXT CONTAINS GRAPHIC CONTENT, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED)

“Oh look what you’ve done.” Rojy began speaking, “You’ve hit him and now he’s crying in a corner.” The man looked confused but more worried that he wasn’t able to move.

“What are you doing to me. BASTARD!” the man yelled demanding to know what was going on.

“Oh, it’s simple really.” Rojy raised his right arm and began breaking the mans fingers one by one to release him from the grab. The man screamed in pain as his fingers were twisted backwards and released the grab Rojy was in. “This is the result of not talking it out or in other terms that your pathetic ass will understand, I froze you in place.” Rojy explained as he pulled out his new knife.

“FUCKING COWARD! Bois help me.” the man begged as the other two men walked up to try and stop Rojy, yet they were met with the realization they couldn’t do anything, they couldn’t stop Rojy.

“Now, normally I’m not the type to enjoy this type of thing, but, my jaw and nose really fucking hurt and I think you deserve everything that’s coming to you.” Upon saying that Rojy thrusted the knife into the man’s arm. The man screamed in more pain. “Oh, I’ll assure you that in your last moments of life, you’ll feel the hopelessness and powerlessness that is the inability to move or do anything at all except suffer.”

Rojy pulled out the knife from the man’s arm and began to examine it. “It seems very sharp, let’s see how sharp exactly.” Rojy slashed same arm that he had stabbed and hoped the knife would cut completely, yet instead it stopped halfway through the bone. The man screamed and even began to cry. “Ah so annoying, I should shut your mouth.” Rojy put his fingers on the mans lips and closed them, forcing the man to only breath through his nose.

Rojy pulled out the knife from the man’s still intact arm. “You know, back from where I come from, one of my dreams was to become a surgeon, though those dreams were quickly shattered due to a… certain inability.” The man kept screaming with his mouth shut, causing a muffled scream. “Oh I see you are not enjoying this very much. You know I’ll stop this if you blink right?” The man calmed down and attempted to blink, but as the rest of his body, the man was unable to move his eyelids, forcing his eyes open. “Oh, so you don’t want me to stop… well that’s peculiar. I suppose I’ll keep going then. Oh and you two can leave now” he moved his attention to the two remaining men. “Unless of course you want the same treatment as your friend over here.” The two men looked at each other and ran away leaving the bar.

“Oh what a shame, I thought your bois would hesitate a bit before ditching you.” Rojy said looking at the man who was now crying and trying to beg to Rojy with his mouth closed. “Well, I’m personally not the type to get too bloody, so I’ll kill you right now.” The man now cried and tried to scream even harder than before as Rojy placed his knife pointing at the man's heart. “Although, I do like slow and painful deaths.” Rojy explained as he impaled the man slowly and taking his time before reaching the heart.

“Now now, it’s all over.” Rojy said as he reached the man's heart, impaling it and still feel it beating. The man let out a huge muffled scream before finally falling quiet and the beat of the heart stopped.

In that moment Rojy unforze the now corpse and let it fall, splattering on the floor and causing a mess. “Well that’s that.” Rojy said as he walked up to a stool next to Hakai and looked at the bartender. “Well I took care of them. I hope the mess isn’t much of a problem.” Rojy said pointing at the corpse. “Well please resume your conversation, I’m all ears.”

Astralworks · Jan 15, 2020

Susan Nile

Whatever moments of peace the little lass had while opposing the “divine” being went up in smoke after he dropped the bomb on her. Apparently the entire entourage at the crossroads was his doing, a “generous” act so he said. He saved their lives after their worlds were destroyed. He was an “otherworldly savior”. She turned around slowly. Every single one of these creatures were pulled from a doomed reality under the very same uncanny circumstances. All of these guys lost their homes, their fights, their lives…

Coughing out the block in her throat the little lass collapsed, kneeling in broken cries as she hit the ground with tired fists. For the sake of something or rather, everyone here died, so many lives gone in an instant, including those of her homeworld. That meant she and the others failed, and not just to defeat the second Void Elemental, no she failed humanity in full.

Strangled hopeless whines radiated from the desperate heap on the grass, a warm feeling gracing her frozen shoulder. Bloodshot eyes opened at the familiarly robed male beside her, his usual look of uncertainty keeping her attention on his impossible form. “...Lo-Lo L-Locsis?” Squeaked out Susan, her eyes were stinging now. She couldn’t comprehend this presence. “You’re not alone Susan,” She lost her stomach at that, pressing down the sickly urges, “How are you here right now…?” Locsis patted the girl’s back, gently rubbing it as he continued, “you never were,” Susan was shivering, “and you never will be.”

Finding slight strength she moved to reach out for the image of her teacher, a pale hand meeting the grass below disappointedly. He was gone. No he was never there to begin with. Images of the past expertly manufactured by yours truly. Squeezed in her dominant hand a chunk of mother-nature, she shed a tear for every brutal thought once stroding the vacancy of her mind. Drained beyond physical understanding the ground begrudgingly embraced Susan, dry eyes weakly memorizing this gorgeous sunset.

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Susan goggled toward the burn-flavored breeze sharing warning notes with her fraying nerves. Fiercely facing them was a horrifying flame-screaming dinosaur, a giant critter recognized through various media as a dragon. Since their arrival her companions made it clear the importance of this great conflict, consequently risking their lives, giving everything they have for what they believe in. She knew what they were getting into as they literally stormed onto the bloodbath that is this place. Yet as she buried herself in the pearly bellow of the scaly white beast she currently mounted, she couldn’t herd her fleeing courage. Neon blue zig-zagged erratically on both sides, crackling against the burning red-orange threatening to swallow the duo. Sheer wind power erupted off the clashing monsters, a petrified Susan holding tight.

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YsFanatic · Jan 15, 2020

It had been decades since he had been in the midst of a large-scale such as this one. And Charon knew from experience that being out in the open was not good for his health, so as soon as the android saw energy beams shooting out into the air from the city he adjusted course. Something was going on there, and the tighter confines of the city would play to his strengths. While his open vents were able to grab souls here and there as he ran, they were all regular human souls and wouldn't last very long. Then he spotted it, some Mollug mage had summoned or bound some kind of ghost that was formed with a type of soul that the giant metal man could not identify, but it was strong enough to last longer. As a bonus, the ghost was being used to attack some of Castellan's defenders.

Red Energy flowed over his hands and forearms like gel, and as the android ran by he snatched the ghost right out of the air and continued running by with it, leaving a befuddled mage and shocked soldiers in his wake. A circular opening appeared where his mouth should have been, and the ghost found itself being sucked in. The undead tried to escape, but the android's hands refused to let go and just shoved the ghost in there. Before long Charon had finished his 'fast food', just in time for him to reach the city proper. Charging through a weakened section of the outer wall he ran as quick as he could towards the source of the energy beams from earlier, adjusting course as needed when his sensors detected a change of location of said source. Eventually he managed to get close enough to hear the sounds of battle, largely in part to being able to just charge through the ruins of buildings without any care.

The first indication of Charon's arrival that Synthia and Hitori might notice was the sound of something crashing through the ruins of a building near the edge of their battle. The blazing yellow Charon's eyes and the glow of the Red Energy on his arms could be seen coming from within the cloud of dust generated by the collapse of the ruins as the android just stood there for a moment, analyzing the situation. The fact that a soul that seemed to be good shared a body with an evil one complicated things for the android, especially since the evil one seemed to be more potent at the moment and thus most likely in control. Maybe he could just beat the man into submission so the bad soul gave up, but the soul eater wasn't going to bet on that. At least the woman seems to be just straight up evil, a much simpler situation. Using the thrusters on his back for a sudden burst of acceleration that would hopefully caught them off guard, Charon summoned the Partisan of Conviction as he charged towards the two warriors. When he was still a good six meters away the android abruptly came a stop and swung the weapon, drawing upon one of his devoured souls to lengthen the blade to an incredible fifteen meters in an attempt to strike both of his targets at once.

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Partisan's Wide Sweep ability used

Gohan510 · Jan 15, 2020

Synthia & Hitori

“You’ve pushed me to use more then half of my power. No one has ever did that before, whatever your name is I condemn you. I will remember your face when you’re dead. You’re destructive behavior as well.”

Hitori didn’t reply yet he watched her closely. The demon was having fun, not battling for 19 years felt refreshing to do it again. 19 years of sitting in the back patiently waiting. Hitori smirked as he swung his sword by the chain again until his attention was diverted with crashing noises. Then the metal man that the boy seen earl entered the battle appeared once more this time stopping like he realized he just stepped into something he shouldn't have. Though the metal man wasted no time on trying to attack the two as they both jumped out of the way, the impact from the blade created major dust to fly from the ground as pebbles from the floor flew at Hitori and Synthia as they out of the way.

Hitori skid across the ground as his blade engulfed in fire as he swung it towards the android, the fire bounced on the floor till it reached where he stood, hitting or not Hitori then look back at Synthia and dashed towards her as they clashed blades once again after multiple times this fight. They continued their sword fight while the android was occupied with the fire until he would interrupt them again.

Synthia jumped back using her blast magic to shoot a beam at Hitori, but missed as he flash stepped in front of her grabbing her shirt bringing her closer to him as they crashed into the ground. Hitori emerged from the dust cloud from the crash down as he landed on rubble. Looking at the android and Synthia they were now in a three way deadlock.

"And who are you? Who rudely interrupted? If anything instead of fighting each other let's take him out for getting in our way."

"I'll just kill you both together! Heh."

Hitori's black markings started to get thicker as they covered more of his skin. It was like the demon was gaining more and more control over the body as Hitori was being swallowed by the negative energy.

(Inside his head)

Floating in a dark space Hitori felt detached from everything as he couldn't move, in this empty void Hitori rested peacefully not wanting to wake back up until he felt warm. Opening his eyes slowly he saw nothing but black until he looked upside down and noticed there was a fire. Flipping over so he stood striaght Hitori floated towards the fire as it shined bright blinding him. Once he felt the light gone he moved his arms from his face and opened his eyes as he was in a strange place. It was a crumbled castle with the first flame in front of him. On the other side of the flame it was himself yet black and white.

"Who are you?"

"You've finally been able to hear me? Heh! Too late!"

"Who are you though?"

"I live within you idiot, I'm those nightmares you get. I am your true power! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA! What else am I?!"

"My true power?"

"I don't have time to explain, just sit here in front of this fire like I did for 19 years!"

Hitori looked at the fire as it was a black flame which didn't make sense, and it wasn't warm it was extremely hot. Looking back up to the reflection of himself though the person was gone now, where did he go?! Hitori looked around confused as hell as to what happened.

(Outside of his mind)

Hitori smirked as he knew what was going on, the boy was now understanding his inner world where the demon felt tortured being there for 19 years. Now it was Hitori's turn to sit and watch that fire burn eternally.

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Hakai

Watching Rojy walk off to the group of guys Hakai turned in his seat to get a clear view of the man approach them, at first it was a calm interaction as the men seemed drunk which was expected since they were in a bar. Hakai watched closely before making any moves. The men insulted and made fun of Rojy making him look like a whole fool in the bar. Everyone laughed at Rojy when he got punched which Hakai was about to get out his chair while holding his sword by the health about to unsheath it, but was stopped by the bartender. Hakai looked at the man as he shook his head which gave Hakai a clear sign to let Rojy handle it. Which he let go of his blade and sat down continuing to watch. Hakai analyzed how Rojy switched personalities once he was punched, he talked in a different tone then before. Why? Watching closely Hakai listened as well. The events instantly changed as Rojy the dominant one not long after Rojy took care of the men without a problem which made Hakai proud and turn his seat back towards the bartender.

Gustas laughed and clapped at Rojy's return thanking the man for handling those guys.

"Thank you for that! Seriously! Those guys been threatening me for a while and only way to stay low from the Mollug government I couldn't do it myself. Let's not discuss anything here. Too many people could ear in on you."

He said lifting a tab up allowing access to the two, Hakai looked at Rojy and moved his head in a follow my lead motion as he got up walking past the bar and into the backroom with Gustas. He stepped around a table that was covered in cloth removing the cloth showing a world map there was pins on certain areas and pictures by the pins.

"This is the world, remember it I don't have a smaller copy sadly. If you both are from the summoned group like mentioned then you both will need to remember this. Oh also a little bit about Mollug."

Gustas explained the ins and outs, the does and donts, and also the shortcuts of Mollug.

"About that castle, if you go and talk to the guild master he might allow you to join his guild. He'd love to have two strong allies such as yourself."

"I want to take over Mollug."

"Oh..? And how will you do that?"

"Making the guild my own and use its men to invade the military. I will subdue whoever leads this country and make it my own."

"The one who leads shall not be mentioned. A powerful being indeed. Though I believe you can do it. Only with the right advice and equipment. I like you both a lot I feel like I can trust your words."

"Are these bounties you want to collect?"

"OH no! Those are friends I hope to reunite with some day."

One of the photos struck interest into Hakai, it was a man under a hood. Pointing at the picture he looked at Gustas again.

"That's my good friend GolRat! He's a master thief, sadly he got caught up trying to loot Castellan for me and ever sense been locked up in a highly guarded facility deep within Nortestra. It's where they put terrorist or traitors. Sad honestly I think out of everyone he's one I will never see again. Unless..."

Gustas looked at the two men in the room with him hoping they'd get the hint. Hakai looked at the map and then back at Gustas.

"What do we get out of it?"

"This bar you guys can rest for the night if you like! I only got one room but it has two beds. The other room is mine haha! I have four horses that are illegally mine, but are mine! You both cane take one. Also your uh.. graphic friend here can get some weapons in my storage if he likes! Also I'm well known here so I could be of good use to you! I just want my friend back, and once you help him his personality will force him to be in debt to you!"

"We'll do it. If you give us money as well, though we will do it after our conquer of Mollug. I want that guild under my grasp first though. That's our first wave of forces, and money."

"I can take you both to the guild tonight, everything that isn't active during the day wakes up at the night. They have ghost wandering the building incase of intruders so you need me to be with you! Also. They aren't weak neither so if you do end up fighting the guildmaster good luck. The only way to kill him legitimately is by stabbing him with a stake."

"Food?"

"No silly! A sharp piece of wood mate. This!"

He pulled the stake out of a drawer, it had blood stained on it already. Hakai eyed the tool closely analyzing it.

"A pierce in the chest should rid of him. I'm only telling you guys this because you helped me so I'm in debt to help you."

"Understandable."

"You know whats funny is that though your not from around here yet you think like us. Crazy."

"I almost conquered the world I was once on."

"Then what happened?"

"I was brought here."

"Well you get a fresh start at it huh?!"

"Indeed."

SirDerpingtonIV · Jan 16, 2020

BROTHERHOOD SOLDIERS

After the Battle of the Ebon Shrine Forest, the Shadow Hawk Infiltration Battalion, left leaderless, was taken under the command of Cass, the only remaining Mollugan of rank. Thusly, they were inducted into the newly formed Brotherhood. Kez spoke hope, and possessed the determination and resolve to pursue it. But, perhaps more than that, he was a capable leader, and presented to the Shadow Hawks a new kind of fight, one that would make full utilization of their best skills.

From that point on, it came simply to march to Mollug. The march had taken into the next week, and Kezathal had set up a headquarters for himself in the mountains near the border with Czarsnikei, northeast of Mollug's capitol, Verruk. Food was secured from local villages in turn for protection from wandering demons from the North, which Kezathal often took to hunting himself. Cassandra had perhaps been the Brotherhood's best asset thus far, helping Kezathal communicate with the locals, secure their friendship, and make plans.

As for the lot of soldiers encountered by Thomas, they were a mix of Shadow Hawks and local militiamen, patrolling the landscape. Around fifty men total, and as the farmer moved across their pass, the patrol's leader stepped forward, a stern sort with graying hair and narrowed brown eyes. He crossed his arms and eyed the shovel-wielding man with suspicion. He was almost about to speak, before Thomas took the initiative. As the stranger talked however, the captain's glare disappeared, replaced with interest. "Our Commander is a Summoned like you. He can give you the help you need, and will take whatever help you can return for it." The Captain nodded to Thomas, and then gestured up into the foothills. "Follow me, we'll lead you to him," the Captain sad briskly, before he turned to his men. "Aros is in charge, obey his orders and continue the patrol. Summoned, with me." The Captain stepped away from the marching column which continued onward, leading Thomas instead up further into the mountains, on winding trails beneath the forest's canopies.

This was certainly good news. Perhaps, the Alien was right. This was a second Summoned to come to the Commander's side, after all. If others in Mollug were receptive to the Brotherhood's cause, perhaps they truly had a chance of changing things in this country. For once, the Captain felt a little hope. A few hours later, Thomas and the Captain entered the enclosed encampment, nestled in a small valley, alongside a lake. It was chilly, but not insufferably so, and tents lined the lakeside. The Captain led the Summoned Farmer over to a particular tent, a star blazoned on its side, gesturing to the flap. "You shall find our Commander within, stranger. Good luck."

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StaidFoal · Jan 16, 2020

Wyman and Hodir

"What the..." was all Wyman could stammer as a giant unicorn blocked the surge of fire. A sudden storm had appeared, spiking in rage with high winds that threatened to break Hodir's wings. As he was grounded by the forces the nature, he growled, "A blasted unicorn?" Hodir denied the lunge at his exposed underside with the smashing of his claw, gripping the side of Wakinyan's head and slamming him into the ground. The dragon began to prepare another wave of fire, this time aiming directly at the head of the unicorn. But Hodir hesitated when he noticed its rider. "Little one, did those foolish humans force you into battle?" he asked in his usual, booming tone. No matter what Susan said, Hodir spared one claw to pick up the child, gently putting her aside.

Wyman's shock at seeing the unicorn quickly melted in the heat of the battle. She already knew that Hodir had things under control, and made her move. Much to the general's surprise, though, the girl that once hid behind Sulric blocked her mighty sword with a mere bow! The amount of force Wyman put in showed, as Kotori stumbled backward. Wyman instantly deflected the swing from Sulric, now experiencing what Kotori felt in terms of being forced back. She quickly regained her footing, aiming her sword at Sulric and putting her empty hand behind her back. Wyman blocked out the cluttering noise of the surrounding chaos, the battle of her dragon and the sudden unicorn, and the powerful storm that whipped up in mere seconds, extinguishing the fires of Castellan.

She focused on her two foes, mainly the young lady in bizzare clothing. There was no way she was part of those magic knights that "protected" Sulric, and by no means was she a random Nortestran citizen. And just where did that unicorn come from? Had Sulric tamed one as she had with Hodir? Why was there a child riding it scared into battle? She decided that the answers would come after she had beaten Sulric and this mystery girl. She locked eyes with Sulric, mumbling a chant that made her sword glow slightly. The enchantment lessened the weight of her sword, allowing for faster attacks.

"After all the tales I've heard about you, you're the last person I'd expect to rely on children to fight!" Wyman steadily walked side-to-side, slowly making her way closer to them without their notice. "You cannot accuse us of spilling blood of the defenseless when you use infant soldiers! How can you--" Wyman lunged at Sulric with her blade like a fencer. The talking was a technique she often used to throw opponents off guard, having them divert part of their attention to her words and strike at the most opportune moment.