Zooks
Respawn!
Valken Truss
Team Bravado
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The Shadow Mage was not surprised when Emmerich pretty much completely ignored him. He didn't really expect him to hold back. Ever since they had met some months in a drunken brawl no less, he'd been fighting and struggling to hold back this entire time. Valken knew of his Berserker nature and really, against a pit of blood thirsty Grimoire Heart mages, this would likely be the only chance for him to unleash his full force. He just hoped he could explain away the carnage to Maya and thus the Council... then again, if Emmerich was arrested it wouldn't be hard for Valken to bust him out... another adventure no doubt.
Valken looked almost lazily around the faces surrounding him, watching their every tell tale step and twist of an ankle and at seemingly the last moment he would side step them, or bend in an oddly agile manner, watching a blade slash inches from him or fire wizz past his hair or slid a foot back as ice spikes shot up from the ground. It was almost inhuman how quickly he could dodge, but in a way he had a helping hand.
Valken was always attached to the Shadows and any fluctuation in a Shadow he would feel like a bug landing on the thin strands of a Spiders web. While he could technically dodge must sooner, the advantage of leaving it to the last minute was keeping the combat as close as possible, almost uncomfortably so, where Valken was the most deadly.
With a cold, almost dead expression he side stepped one mage to thrust his hooked and curved dagger into his thigh, before hoisting the man up and over his shoulder to send him crashing behind him, yanking the dagger from his leg which make a sickening tearing noise as the dagger was designed to cause more carnage coming out then going in from it's hooked tip and razor barbs.
A second mage flung a flaming fist not unlike Tanari's at him to which Valken twisted and boinked him none to gently in the noise, cracking it, with the hilt of his dagger. Then did a wide arcing slice across his chest to send him falling back in pain.
Now the third mage he met was a Sour looking girl and for the first time since he started fighting he couldn't help but don a cheeky grin. As she tried to attack he did a convincing Zoro impression and in a few very practiced flicks he cut the straps of her dress causing the whole thing to fall down exposing a rather shapely and very naked frame underneath.
Here Valken had a grin ear to ear as the girl pretty much slapped him and ran off in the chaos and he watched her trying desperately to hold said broken dress over her bouncing cleavage. He even lifted the dagger to blow the tip like someone might a pistol having just been fired.
Well he was grinning till he turned his head and his whole frame tensed up as he heard an ear-piercing scream down the far end of the corridor from whence all the mages were coming from. There was absolutely no doubt in his mind that ear-piercing scream came from Millie.
His once cold expression and momentary grin now replaced with something close to a teeth gritted rage. Jaw tensed. Almost instantly there was a ploom of dark smoke waft out from his very feet. One by one the lights overhead exploded, starting above him and traveling down the entire length of the corridor. His very body posture exuded such death and coldness that even Emmerich would have flinched.
His knuckles grew white on the hilt of both daggers.
Now shrouded in darkness the Dark Guild Mages gasped and panicked as they were unable to see much. And under the pitch black darkness they would see and hear nothing. In short work Valken had literally jumped from mage to mage with a one shot kill every time. Slit throat, dagger punched through their back and out their front, limb dismembered, major arteries torn.
In no more then 10 seconds Valken had systematically slaughtered 30 or more mages in the pitch darkness, leaving them dead instantly or in their last moments dying, the floor a sea of blood red.
Having now cleared a path down the corridor (Ferra, Emmerich, Tanari and Lavender still circled by mages that had already surrounded them), Valken found a locked room. With a half grunt he with ease broke into the room and swung the door wide to hear it slam loudly against the wall.
He almost couldn't believe what he saw but he was so livid a single emotion didn't flicker over his face. Some man had Millie chained against the wall, arms spread wide. They'd stripped her to just her underwear though Valken had yet to establish if she were injuried. In another flash Valken had run up grasp the man by the throat, dragging him away from her while throwing him against the wall. He dropped whatever item he was holding as he made a gurgled cry, but Valken's fingers only tightened around his neck as his dagger slammed into his shoulder, pinning him to the very wall. But that didn't stop Valken keeping him hung there with that crushing grip on his throat.
Not taking his glowing purple gaze off the man as his lips turned blue and his legs kicked out. Oh how he wanted to torture him for days but he didn't want Millie to see the sick and twisted things he was capable of.
Then an idea...
Valken's face finally lit up as he pushed the man suddenly into the shadows on the wall, like it were liquid, forcing his back then arms and body and his gurlged, contorted face of agony in last into the sweet, dark embrace of the Shadow Realm, before the Shadow Mage pulled his arms and dagger back out.
Literally leaving the man to drown in the Shadows, gasping for breath as the Shadows enveloped him, dragged him down and sucked the very oxygen from his lungs.
Valken snapped at the chains holding the half naked girl up, breaking her fall as he pulled her in tight and slowly sliding to his knees as he kept her close.
"I'm here Millie.... I'm here... It's Ok..." His fingers almost painfully tight as he held her to him, telling her she was safe.
@Kayzo @Britt-21 @Mitchs98
((This is the post that never ends.... it goes on and on my friends... some people, started reading it not knowing what it was, but then it just keep going on and on because this is the post that never ends .."
Team Bravado
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The Shadow Mage was not surprised when Emmerich pretty much completely ignored him. He didn't really expect him to hold back. Ever since they had met some months in a drunken brawl no less, he'd been fighting and struggling to hold back this entire time. Valken knew of his Berserker nature and really, against a pit of blood thirsty Grimoire Heart mages, this would likely be the only chance for him to unleash his full force. He just hoped he could explain away the carnage to Maya and thus the Council... then again, if Emmerich was arrested it wouldn't be hard for Valken to bust him out... another adventure no doubt.
Valken looked almost lazily around the faces surrounding him, watching their every tell tale step and twist of an ankle and at seemingly the last moment he would side step them, or bend in an oddly agile manner, watching a blade slash inches from him or fire wizz past his hair or slid a foot back as ice spikes shot up from the ground. It was almost inhuman how quickly he could dodge, but in a way he had a helping hand.
Valken was always attached to the Shadows and any fluctuation in a Shadow he would feel like a bug landing on the thin strands of a Spiders web. While he could technically dodge must sooner, the advantage of leaving it to the last minute was keeping the combat as close as possible, almost uncomfortably so, where Valken was the most deadly.
With a cold, almost dead expression he side stepped one mage to thrust his hooked and curved dagger into his thigh, before hoisting the man up and over his shoulder to send him crashing behind him, yanking the dagger from his leg which make a sickening tearing noise as the dagger was designed to cause more carnage coming out then going in from it's hooked tip and razor barbs.
A second mage flung a flaming fist not unlike Tanari's at him to which Valken twisted and boinked him none to gently in the noise, cracking it, with the hilt of his dagger. Then did a wide arcing slice across his chest to send him falling back in pain.
Now the third mage he met was a Sour looking girl and for the first time since he started fighting he couldn't help but don a cheeky grin. As she tried to attack he did a convincing Zoro impression and in a few very practiced flicks he cut the straps of her dress causing the whole thing to fall down exposing a rather shapely and very naked frame underneath.
Here Valken had a grin ear to ear as the girl pretty much slapped him and ran off in the chaos and he watched her trying desperately to hold said broken dress over her bouncing cleavage. He even lifted the dagger to blow the tip like someone might a pistol having just been fired.
Well he was grinning till he turned his head and his whole frame tensed up as he heard an ear-piercing scream down the far end of the corridor from whence all the mages were coming from. There was absolutely no doubt in his mind that ear-piercing scream came from Millie.
His once cold expression and momentary grin now replaced with something close to a teeth gritted rage. Jaw tensed. Almost instantly there was a ploom of dark smoke waft out from his very feet. One by one the lights overhead exploded, starting above him and traveling down the entire length of the corridor. His very body posture exuded such death and coldness that even Emmerich would have flinched.
His knuckles grew white on the hilt of both daggers.
Now shrouded in darkness the Dark Guild Mages gasped and panicked as they were unable to see much. And under the pitch black darkness they would see and hear nothing. In short work Valken had literally jumped from mage to mage with a one shot kill every time. Slit throat, dagger punched through their back and out their front, limb dismembered, major arteries torn.
In no more then 10 seconds Valken had systematically slaughtered 30 or more mages in the pitch darkness, leaving them dead instantly or in their last moments dying, the floor a sea of blood red.
Having now cleared a path down the corridor (Ferra, Emmerich, Tanari and Lavender still circled by mages that had already surrounded them), Valken found a locked room. With a half grunt he with ease broke into the room and swung the door wide to hear it slam loudly against the wall.
He almost couldn't believe what he saw but he was so livid a single emotion didn't flicker over his face. Some man had Millie chained against the wall, arms spread wide. They'd stripped her to just her underwear though Valken had yet to establish if she were injuried. In another flash Valken had run up grasp the man by the throat, dragging him away from her while throwing him against the wall. He dropped whatever item he was holding as he made a gurgled cry, but Valken's fingers only tightened around his neck as his dagger slammed into his shoulder, pinning him to the very wall. But that didn't stop Valken keeping him hung there with that crushing grip on his throat.
Not taking his glowing purple gaze off the man as his lips turned blue and his legs kicked out. Oh how he wanted to torture him for days but he didn't want Millie to see the sick and twisted things he was capable of.
Then an idea...
Valken's face finally lit up as he pushed the man suddenly into the shadows on the wall, like it were liquid, forcing his back then arms and body and his gurlged, contorted face of agony in last into the sweet, dark embrace of the Shadow Realm, before the Shadow Mage pulled his arms and dagger back out.
Literally leaving the man to drown in the Shadows, gasping for breath as the Shadows enveloped him, dragged him down and sucked the very oxygen from his lungs.
Valken snapped at the chains holding the half naked girl up, breaking her fall as he pulled her in tight and slowly sliding to his knees as he kept her close.
"I'm here Millie.... I'm here... It's Ok..." His fingers almost painfully tight as he held her to him, telling her she was safe.
@Kayzo @Britt-21 @Mitchs98
((This is the post that never ends.... it goes on and on my friends... some people, started reading it not knowing what it was, but then it just keep going on and on because this is the post that never ends .."