Thalia_Neko
Ten Thousand Club
The two clashed back and forth. With Letitia brandishing harsh Destruction magic, that sizzled, and crackled, igniting and decimating anything her magic accidentally touched. Contrasting, his in-your-face full-on brutish style of nasty hand-to-hand combat. One spell in particular, that she released. "Dome of Death!" Clasping her hands together, bright red-orange circle of power beneath her feet, a swirling mass of blackness, veined with reds and oranges appeared high in the sky. It fell, dropping straight onto the Matured Darkspot that was the town, looking to obliterate everything with its magical power.
However, the Mirrored Demon stopped it, stepping before the massive explosion, and blocking its power with his mirror-face. Sparks of magic bouncing all around him, eventually the explosion from her spell was sucked up into that endless reflective face of his. The Demon Lord then crawled forward, and pointed his face in her direction.
"Unh!" Letitia gasped, and leaped away, as a big, nasty black and orange beam of magic fired from his mirror, shredding the cobbled stones, ground, dead grass, and destroyed rubbly-buildings as it sought her out. Leaping away, Number Four landed, and drew a few symbols in the dust, cutting herself gently on her arm on purpose, she let blood leak down into those etched symbols. "Whips of the Master!" she called out, slapping her hand down on it, powering her spell.
Tendrils of bright orange sprung from the ground, and reached out, wrapping harshly around the Demon Lord, searing his flesh as soon as he was caught. They continued to wrap around him, pulling him closer to the ground, strangling him in their power harder and harder. The spell had no chance to contain him. Within a second, the Demon vanished, and appeared right behind Letitia. His leg swung and he kicked her across the town, as her body skid along the ground. The Demon Lord's onslaught continued. Without allowing the Witch any rest, he picked her up off the ground, and threw her up in the air. Following her, he landed several punches and kicks, that released ear-splitting-gong-like booms; sound from each hit rang out across the forest, coupled with huge shock-waves. Yet she endured. "Heh heh heh, impressive," he breathed, before taking both fists, flipping, and slamming down against her midsection. Hearing the shrill cry from the girl brought joy to his demony ears, while his attack sent her flying like a whistling meteor at the ground below.
Her impact was like said meteor, destroying the remainder of that entire town, leaving not a single building intact, debris, rubble, rock, and dust spread out from her impact like an explosion had just occurred.
Alighting on the nearby earth, noticing she was still alive, the Demon Lord spoke, seemingly very dazzled by the girl's tenacity. "Wow, you're a glutton for punishment, aren't you Witch?" He snarled out, his voice the same hollow, metallic-sounding, spine-chilling tone. "Heh heh heh heh. Yes, yes, yes, I know of you. I remember now." His voice carried on, watching her struggle to pull herself up out of the center of the crater, grunting with effort, and now bleeding from some injuries he had caused. "Belial gave you high praise, Letitia-san. Indeed, you are a very interesting opponent. He venerated you, but it's still stunning how you are able to even stand after my attacks!"
Letitia managed to find her footing, standing before him, facing him proudly. Then it registered. "Wait. You said 'Belial'. You spoke with Belial?" Quickly, her face switched from one of surprise, to one of haughty confidence. "You shouldn't have mentioned that!" In truth, she should've already contacted him; that was her mistake. She knew to contact him immediately, when faced with a threat like this. However, it had escaped her mind somehow.
Belial!
She called deep within herself.
Belial! Do you hear me?
Yes, girl. I can hear you.
You see this Demon before me?
You mean, Ao Meira?
Hehe, thanks, Belial.
Anytime, my Letitia.
Her eyes glimmered, and her bloody lips curled into a smirk of satisfaction. Placing her hands on her hips, she spoke defiantly, "Ao Meira."
Instantly, as his name was leaving her lips, Ao Meira was struck in the chest with intense pressure. He fell to the earth, knee slamming into the ground, fighting the effort to collapse. He spoke with Belial about this particular Witch, but he hadn't grasped that they'd be contracted to each other. If he had known, then there was no way he would've spoken the words he had. In hindsight, it now seemed completely reasonable to suspect she was his contracted Witch. "Heh... Well, so you know my name. Big deal. Even if you know my name, I'm still here in the physical world! You'll still have to overpower me!" His response was muffled from his concentration to stand back up, but his words were stricken with intense anger.
"That's true, but now that I have your name, my attacks will be far more effective. Also, as soon as those two find your gateway, and severe the link, I'll be able to banish you with a one-way ticket back to your own little rotting, festering, stinking hell," Letitia snarled back. Glaring down his mirror-face, while the two faced-each other, she felt a new resolve deep inside, and magic power swirled around her. "Round two, Ao Meira?"
"Bring it on Witch."
@FrostFire @JPax
However, the Mirrored Demon stopped it, stepping before the massive explosion, and blocking its power with his mirror-face. Sparks of magic bouncing all around him, eventually the explosion from her spell was sucked up into that endless reflective face of his. The Demon Lord then crawled forward, and pointed his face in her direction.
"Unh!" Letitia gasped, and leaped away, as a big, nasty black and orange beam of magic fired from his mirror, shredding the cobbled stones, ground, dead grass, and destroyed rubbly-buildings as it sought her out. Leaping away, Number Four landed, and drew a few symbols in the dust, cutting herself gently on her arm on purpose, she let blood leak down into those etched symbols. "Whips of the Master!" she called out, slapping her hand down on it, powering her spell.
Tendrils of bright orange sprung from the ground, and reached out, wrapping harshly around the Demon Lord, searing his flesh as soon as he was caught. They continued to wrap around him, pulling him closer to the ground, strangling him in their power harder and harder. The spell had no chance to contain him. Within a second, the Demon vanished, and appeared right behind Letitia. His leg swung and he kicked her across the town, as her body skid along the ground. The Demon Lord's onslaught continued. Without allowing the Witch any rest, he picked her up off the ground, and threw her up in the air. Following her, he landed several punches and kicks, that released ear-splitting-gong-like booms; sound from each hit rang out across the forest, coupled with huge shock-waves. Yet she endured. "Heh heh heh, impressive," he breathed, before taking both fists, flipping, and slamming down against her midsection. Hearing the shrill cry from the girl brought joy to his demony ears, while his attack sent her flying like a whistling meteor at the ground below.
Her impact was like said meteor, destroying the remainder of that entire town, leaving not a single building intact, debris, rubble, rock, and dust spread out from her impact like an explosion had just occurred.
Alighting on the nearby earth, noticing she was still alive, the Demon Lord spoke, seemingly very dazzled by the girl's tenacity. "Wow, you're a glutton for punishment, aren't you Witch?" He snarled out, his voice the same hollow, metallic-sounding, spine-chilling tone. "Heh heh heh heh. Yes, yes, yes, I know of you. I remember now." His voice carried on, watching her struggle to pull herself up out of the center of the crater, grunting with effort, and now bleeding from some injuries he had caused. "Belial gave you high praise, Letitia-san. Indeed, you are a very interesting opponent. He venerated you, but it's still stunning how you are able to even stand after my attacks!"
Letitia managed to find her footing, standing before him, facing him proudly. Then it registered. "Wait. You said 'Belial'. You spoke with Belial?" Quickly, her face switched from one of surprise, to one of haughty confidence. "You shouldn't have mentioned that!" In truth, she should've already contacted him; that was her mistake. She knew to contact him immediately, when faced with a threat like this. However, it had escaped her mind somehow.
Belial!
She called deep within herself.
Belial! Do you hear me?
Yes, girl. I can hear you.
You see this Demon before me?
You mean, Ao Meira?
Hehe, thanks, Belial.
Anytime, my Letitia.
Her eyes glimmered, and her bloody lips curled into a smirk of satisfaction. Placing her hands on her hips, she spoke defiantly, "Ao Meira."
Instantly, as his name was leaving her lips, Ao Meira was struck in the chest with intense pressure. He fell to the earth, knee slamming into the ground, fighting the effort to collapse. He spoke with Belial about this particular Witch, but he hadn't grasped that they'd be contracted to each other. If he had known, then there was no way he would've spoken the words he had. In hindsight, it now seemed completely reasonable to suspect she was his contracted Witch. "Heh... Well, so you know my name. Big deal. Even if you know my name, I'm still here in the physical world! You'll still have to overpower me!" His response was muffled from his concentration to stand back up, but his words were stricken with intense anger.
"That's true, but now that I have your name, my attacks will be far more effective. Also, as soon as those two find your gateway, and severe the link, I'll be able to banish you with a one-way ticket back to your own little rotting, festering, stinking hell," Letitia snarled back. Glaring down his mirror-face, while the two faced-each other, she felt a new resolve deep inside, and magic power swirled around her. "Round two, Ao Meira?"
"Bring it on Witch."
@FrostFire @JPax
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