Grand Fleet


Major Cyrell Cleford


He tried his best to lead the mortals to a much safer place. Away from the city and away from the Huntsman. He is aware of a huntsman's power and they are not to be taken lightly. Their powers are in par with the Sentinels. He knew that the Captain was risking his life for the mortal's to evacuate. 


 


 


Admiral Axcel Asteros


He was about to descend to bad town when he noticed a powerful demonic aura. An aura of a huntsman. This was going to be fun, he then started to walk towards the demon. Why waste his energy on two useless immortal when he can take out one of the demon leaders. He walked slowly and patiently. There was no need to rush, this demon is gonna die soon. After a couple of minutes he appeared behind the huntsman and smiled.


"Such fascinating aura" He said "Expected from a huntsman, but did you just actually transformed to another form just to fight a captain? How foolish and arrogant."

 

Aquilo


Ice Overlord of Bad Town




Boredom. That was what he faced lately. The Mortals were subservient to the demons and the demons to him, even the other Huntsmen didn't dare challenge him. The problem was that no one wanted to do so. When he first became a Demon, it was constant battles and feasting. 


On Bad Town, there were many places that were like hell for Mortals, however, his was different, it wasn't designed to torture them, not if he didn't want it. His realm was a snowy tundra, freezing cold but livable if you were strong enough. Mortals were strange creatures, they strove to improve an survive. His world was ice cold and strove to produce the most powerful and resilient Mortals. They were bred to fight, at least with other Mortals. Against Demons, they were useless.


His abode was a single spire made out of ice, rising higher and higher into sky. He himself sat upon an icy throne. However, the throne wasn't just ice, it was made by the frozen bodies of Mortals and even chopped up pieces of other Demons. The Demons weren't dead, but they new damn well not to reform themselves and disturb his sitting. Death was the least of their worries. 


Aquilo paused in his musings and stood up, walking towards the main door. He could feel a lot of goings on above the planet. The Grand Fleet was up to something, they usually kept their distance from the surface, working to keep the demons from leaving Bad Town. Aquilo always saw them as cowards. They never bothered to come fight, no matter how many demons he tossed at them. 


"Guess they are finally stepping up" he said looking up into the cold sky. He closed his eyes and focused his energy "Hmm, Immortals and already a few Demons" his eyes flashed as he opened them "Seems like one of my Huntsmen are also up there" he snapped his fingers and several Demons appeared out of nowhere. He never liked to be bothered so unless he called them, the other Demons never made themselves known "Send word to the other Huntsmen, they don't have to participate in the fight, but they might miss some interesting things if they don't" without a word, the Demon's nodded and vanished as quickly as they'd gone. They also knew not to talk unnecessarily. Depending on his mood, which changed often, they could end up being tortured on a random whim.


A wild grin split his face "Azal Faust" he said "You'll make a nice addition to my Throne" for him, eating was only a small part of the enjoyment. He got the most enjoyment out of crushing and playing with others. Other demons were idiots, all they did was scarf down whatever came their way, but a Soul was meant to be enjoyed, sliver by sliver. It was especially fun to let their souls heal before cutting free pieces again. However, Mortals couldn't survive this process after a few short days. Immortal beings however were far more resilient.


"I'd better get going, I don't want to miss out on the fun" he tapped his foot and a shard of ice shot him into the sky. As he went up, ice formed under his feet, sending him higher and higher until he left the atmosphere. However, he didn't immediately join the fight, instead, he observed. He had no worries about being attacked. His base form was stronger than most Beast level Demons. He hadn't spent all his time as a Demon just consuming souls. He'd taken a page from the Immortal book and fought constantly against other Demons while eating. His battle experience was far above others of the same level, it was why he was the leader of the Huntsman despite the natural competitiveness of Demons.


He was stronger and crueler than most would imagine, given his pleasant outward appearance. Even when his mood changed, you wouldn't know it until he was already baring down on you.
 


Aarshiya simply stared at the immortal and reluctantly retracted both the toxic metals and the metal spikes from its legs, although leaving a small trace of iron in its blood (not that there was already ironin there already :smile9: ). She walked toward the portal staring at the Immortal hesitating to walk through. If it tried anything she would simply use the excess iron in his blood to lacerate him from the inside. and walked through the portal. (idk how a portal sequence would look like so ima let @Destructus Kloud do this cause i am lazy) @Rurnur


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Vanhishikha smiled as her prey ran away sending more bullet-like lava pellets to destroy his explosive-what-evers with their heat denying him any form of ranged attack all the while flying at him. "No where to run!" It was until she felt his power increase did she see through the explosions that he had indeed possessed soul armor did Vani start to laugh. "MY FUN IS JUST STARTING" She reshaped her sphere of lava that was with her into a pair of angelic wings still firing off lava pellets as the red liquid from her body poured into her arms to create the ultra heated claws. "Come closer and we'll have the best time!" @Rurnur


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"Idiot!" Acantha used her strings to receive Theons unconscious body as she was using the rest of her strings to organize the citizens into lanes to properly evacuate them from the residental areas directing the transport ships away from bad town and hopefully toward the redzone. She placed theon down near while the rest of her strings were busy "good no soul leakage" she sighed wondering how the others are doing. @Rurnur @Gabriel Forfax @Wickedkent 
 

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[SIZE= 14px]A short time after Dymic had dealt with the weak Aritficial who had interrupted his soul harvest, the Huntsman had just begun applying more gas to the city streets when he was interrupted by yet another annoyance from the Grand Fleet military. Dymic lowered his hands and turned to face the Sentinel, his gaze burning with the intensity of his bright, glowing gases. These Sentinels, always overconfident, and it was always their downfall in the end. "My soul harvest will not be interrupted by someone such as you, spouting nonsense that means little to one such as I. If you wish to converse with me, try again, but with more sense this time. If not, show me what you're capabale of. Don't mess around." Dymic responded nonchalantly, tired of having his meal ruined by these braindead intruders. @Wickedkent[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 20px]Deledde Maskin[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Captain of Military Barracks Emergency Response Team - Grand Fleet[/SIZE]


 


 


Deledde clenched his fist, producing explosive powder within it, and then tossed it in front of him, detonating it in order to destroy the oncoming lava projectiles, letting them become absorbed in the enormous explosion. "It'd be my pleasure, don't get cocky, i'm on another level now!" Deledde smirked and dashed forward, using the explosion he just created as cover, so Vani wouldn't be able to see his movements. He then extended the fingers of his right gauntlet and thrust it through the remains of the explosions, just as the demon entered his range. "Got you. Now, take the strength of a god into your soul!" Deledde chuckled under his helmet as his massive hand gripped Vani's face, rendering her immobile as he charged up a massive quantity of explosive energy within the palm of his hand. Pulling his arm back and shouting [COLOR= rgb(255, 165, 0)]"Grenade.. toss!"[/COLOR] upon throwing Vani towards the magma sphere she came from, detonating the energy in his palm just as he released her, creating an immense blast of energy that sent the demon flying, and pushed Deledde back a good distance. @Petroshka
 
As the two entered through the portal, they then found themselves floating through the purple space again. It was fairly dark, with tinges of that colour everywhere. Thick tendrils of bright pulsing purple seemed to have tunnelled their way around this space and they throbbed with a great energy. Drake turned to the metal sentinel, waving his hand to write words as they moved: 'We'll be coming out of transport within the residential area soon. I believe we shall appear near a huntsman and another sentinel.' Drake hadn't specifically chosen that location to put the exit portal or anything, it had been by chance. But even so, maybe now was his chance to finally see a huntsman in action. 


@Petroshka
 

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Aarshiya was silent throughout their brief journey through the immortal's portal's (eeyyy that rhymed XD) observing her surroundings without moving, it seemed to be an 'inbetween' of dimensions other than that thought Aarshiya knew it wasnt the time to ponder about it as the immortal told her they were about to exit near the huntsman. Another sentinel, it must be that Admiral Asteros, no matter, huntsman nor those fabled 'guardians' are no match for Sentinels. With an unseen eye she watched the immortal carefully, "Will you be assisting or will you simply leave?" without moving from her original stance. @Destructus Kloud


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Vanhishikha giggled throughout his attacks only interrupted when when grabbed her face and threw her along with an explosion to the face. This was a terrible idea on the immortal's part as he threw her at the lava gathering, "all ripe with souls" When she collided with the magma the whole structure flew back with her lava tendrils snapping falling inline with the sphere as it crashed into another ship stopping its momentum. The lava sphere shrank astonishingly quickly as all the materials and souls seeped into Vani's body. Her body glowed a immensely bright yellow and the red liquids seem to form veins beneath her skin. "The fun is just about to begin!" Flaring her body and melting the ship instantly in half and sending large globs of lava death at the immortal while zooming at him with claws wide open. "LETS SEE HOW FUN YOU REALLY ARE"


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Drake waved his hand and purple particles formed between their floating forms: 'That sentinel told me to evacuate the mortals, which I shall do. You will have to deal with that huntsman.' Drake didn't see any other way of doing this. He couldn't fight the huntsmen and transport the mortals away because he had to concentrate when creating a mass amount of portals, not to mention that he was not match for a huntsman and he was already weakened slightly by his physical injuries. Speaking of which, he quickly spent some energy fixing the gashes and cuts in his leg and cleaning out his circulatory system of any impurities. It was a quick fix and would probably hold up in combat for a while before needed a proper fix, in which he would spend some secluded time focusing on healing his body. The portal approached the two forms now, the purple glowing becoming larger until it filled both their visions and they were sent back into the real plane of existence again. The two would find themselves standing on the roof of a tall building, looking down at the form of the huntsman that had been fighting the artificial. They had arrived just in time to see the Grand Fleet soldier be defeated before another sentinel arrived, seemingly to challenge the demonic being. Drake shook his head, this was why he didn't often go out on combat missions. He was much more in his comfort zone with simple transport, escort or intelligence assignments. Or at least, only because they were easy. Jump in, collect whatever he was there to collect, and jump out to the drop off point, simple as could be. But no, this was way more complex and difficult, even for him. Thankfully that sentinel hadn't asked him to fight anyone, otherwise Drake might've had a bit more of a problem. Even still, he was uneasy about the situation, not that he showed it. He glanced to the sentinel beside him with a raised eyebrow, a question of what she intended to do next in his eyes. He would soon get to work moving the mortals anyway, he wanted some reassurance that this Grand Fleet sentinel would cover him at the very least.


@Petroshka @Wickedkent @Rurnur
 

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As Aarshiya traveled through the portal she was met with the sight of the Huntsman who was currently confronting her fellow Admiral, she looked around seeing the mortals being evacuated by some lower level artificial's. Smart of them really, except for the one who attempted to fend off the huntsman, looking back at the immortal she gave it the command. "Go help the artificial's evacuate the mortals, after you're done help the mortals get to safety and away from bad town." It was time for her debut, looking back at the huntsman she rose to the sky at the same time gathering metal from buildings, roads, sign posts slowly deforming into a liquid like metals. If civilians where in there then she would easily use the metal to carry them to the makeshift evacuation sites, the rest of the non used metals flew their way near Aarshiya forming into spheres randomly around her. throughout the entire city liquid metals rose into the skies forming smaller spheres near them. Aarshiya noted how the huntsman didn't bother to conceal its power of gas, perhaps it is powerful? @Rurnur @Wickedkent @Destructus Kloud








 
 
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[SIZE= 14px]Disregarding the first foolish Sentinel, Dymic now directed his attention towards the seemingly much more powerful adversary who had suddenly appeared before him, already in her Sentinel form. "You Sentinels should enjoy the opportunities you've been given. How am I meant to truly enjoy the hunt, when you've already gone all out?" Dymic shook his head, before lowering it briefly, allowing the flame-like gases surrounding his face to die down. To keep up with the Sentinel's defense, he'd need to show his true strength. He began to reach inside his own mouth, sliding his four hands inside in order to pry open his jaw, at which point, a dark substance could be seen attempting to escape. The wider he opened his jaw, the more black gas was able to escape, eventually rising above him and collecting into a massive egg shape. As this happened, his body began to drain of colour, starting to chip away and fade into a gust of black ashes. Ripples began to appear along the eggs surface as the object grew larger and larger, pulsating as the new being inside came to life. Eventually, the dark matter egg had floated above the tower roof and hovered in front of Aarshiya, a huge dark shape that stood out amongst the shining, glimmering landscape. Until, finally, the birth was complete, Dymic's beast form burst forth from the egg, his new body was simply a length of armoured flesh, capable of devouring everything in sight. [/SIZE]


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As the egg hatched, Dymic emerged speedily, but as his worm-like form extended out from the egg, there was no end to be seen, the creature continued to swirl in the air around Aarshiya's metal spheres, devouring one after the other, allowing his opponent's energy to melt with ease inside the worm's toxic body, filled with powerful gases that immediately melted down the metals, transforming them into his own. After consuming a good amount of energy, the worm finally emerged fully from it's egg, wrapping it's tail end around the tower rooftop before raising it's head above Aarshiya, letting out a powerful screech in her direction, releasing an immense cloud of poisonous gases at the same time, capable of weakening and draining the energy from anything it comes in contact with. The gases poured from the beast's mouth, encompassing the entire rooftop area. @Petroshka@Destructus Kloud@Wickedkent 


[SIZE= 20px]Deledde Maskin[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Captain of Military Barracks Emergency Response Team - Grand Fleet[/SIZE]


 


[SIZE= 14px]"Is that all? You call that a new form?" Deledde clenched his fists, charging his gauntlets with a new wave of explosive powder. "You're just a child who can't control their power, it'd be better off in the hands of someone like me!" He bellowed before slamming his fists into the oncoming globs of molten lava, detonating his powder on impact in order to render the attacks useless, now simply specks of obsidian floating in space, after being overpowered by his own explosions. "You think because you have that form, you're somehow as strong as me now? Don't make me laugh, demon!" Deledde rushed forward and quickly stopped, extending his limbs out and tensing his muscles, preparing one of his more potent techniques. As Vani approached, he formed projectiles made from hardened powder underneath his armour, and when they were ready, certain plates of armour covering his mech form opened up, preparing to launch the attack. [COLOR= rgb(255, 165, 0)]"Missile.. launch!" [/COLOR]The rocket-shaped projectiles fired out from his armour, quickly locking onto Vani as she drew near, Deledde grinned as over twenty extremely powerful rockets all shot towards his target, approaching her from every angle. @Petroshka[/SIZE]
 
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Drake gave one of his sigh-actions again, despite no actual air coming out due to his mask, and disappeared into a portal. Sure, it would be ridiculously easy to just leave, go home and tell everyone that he had been successful and that the Grand Fleet was going down onto Bad Town. It really was killing two demons with one pulse laser and the Red Zone would be able to live peacefully for a while, until of course the mortals found a way to revive their annoying Grand Fleet, or until the demons of Bad Town consumed enough mortals to grow powerful again. So then why stay? Drake liked to think of himself as an honourable man, so maybe that was it. Maybe he just felt like he owed something to the mortals here. Maybe... Maybe...


He shook his head. Now was not the time to be debating morals. Appearing high above the city and floating on a portal, Drake raised his hands, closed his eyes and concentrated. He blocked out the huntsmen and the sentinel fighting, the explosions of the ship being battered by the G-force and heat damage of being sucked into Bad Town's gravity well and just honed in on each mortal that still remained on the fleet. Immediately, every mortal with a kilometre radius around him found a purple portal form above them, which then descended down over them, swallowing them up. The portal would deposit them somewhere safe and uninhabited on Bad Town where it was unlikely that there were any demons to feast upon them. Drake continued floating around the fleet, teleporting the civilians away in a much faster, safer and more efficient way than any immortal, artificial or demon could ever manage. Soon, there would be no mortals on the fleet anymore, just the raging energies of the immortals, artificials and demons as they fought in their new dying arena called the Grand Fleet.


@Rurnur @Petroshka (@everyone else as well I guess)
 

Axcel Asteros


He appeared above the beast and smiled. The beast may be fast, but he is faster. The huntsman sacrificed a little bit of speed for size and power. He then dropped an enhanced kick that is enough to smash the beast to the ground. He does not want to rush to any of his form and would only use it if necessary and it wasnt right now. He was more fitting to fight this huntsman rather than the female admiral. 


"Do not forget about me" He smiled. He was surrounded by black sphere balls that were sucking the poison inside. "Is this a strength of the huntsman you demons are so proud of? Pathetic" He could utilize the poison the blackhole sucked to release it to some enemies later. Kill the demons with the power of their own leader. 


@Petroshka @Rurnur (Most I could muster)
 

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The beast's vile breath attack had been cut short by a feeble kick from the Sentinel who had first appeared before him, however, the attack only succeeded in stopping the gases from escaping Dymic's mouth. The demon's massive body bounced back easily after being kicked down, as a single strike that lacked energy to one section of its body, from a being whose form was nowhere near his level, would prove useless in truly damaging his soul. The beast roared, spewing toxic gas at Axcel, and quickly rushed to circle around his attacker, snapping at the Sentinel over and over, his massive jaws attempting to clamp down on his soul. Meanwhile, Dymic's body began to pulsate, segments of his worm-like shape began to distort, revealing fleshy openings that started to release deadly gas from all over his body, as the creature swirled around both Sentinels, the openings filled the air with more and more of his lethal energy, until his seemingly endless body encompassed most of the space in which these two Sentinels chose to fight him, leaving little to no room for strategy, just Dymic's monstrous size and unrelenting gases, constantly surrounding the two, draining waves of energy from their very souls. @Wickedkent@Petroshka


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[SIZE= 24px]Azal Faust[/SIZE]




The Fleet Admiral had long since left his throne room, and was now perched at the head of his fleet, crouching with his eyes trained upon Bad Town's surface, grinning as the ship picked up speed. It was just about time for him to join the fray, his Sentinels were clearing out the more eager Huntsmen, and now he was free to begin the initial attack. He had to make this clear to Aquilo, they had not fallen into any trap, this was a declaration of war. Azal furrowed his brow and raised his arm, his palm now facing the surface of Bad Town. [COLOR= rgb(255, 0, 0)]"Overheat." [/COLOR]The Admiral spoke quietly and smirked, tensing his fingers as they began to glow with intense heat. Magma energy began to build up beneath his palm until his hand was bright with red and orange, appearing as if it was made of molten lava. His arm pulsated, pumping waves of magma into the palm of his hand, condensing it into one spot, eventually creating a mass of magma enough to fill an ocean or more. Although so much energy had been accumulated, it appeared as just one glowing spot in the center of his palm. Then, Azal pulled his shoulder back slowly, and then thrust his arm forward a fraction. It was a very small effort, but enough to fire an enormous beam of pure heat energy, the width enough to encompass his entire torso, and it's length reaching directly to the surface of Bad Town, where it impacted, creating a massive explosion that decimated the landscape below, leaving a huge crater that was visible from the Grand Fleet. He then began repeating this process, firing off beam after beam, each taking chunks off of the planet's surface. @Seraph Darkfire@Tetro
 
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Aarshiya watched unimpressed, then converted all the metals within the surrounding area to a dense corrosive and temperature resistant alloy. Using the metal spheres to then form spikes and strike the demon from all sides, but it wasn't just done there as there were now metals inside the demon that it had ate. melted or not they were still metal and there were even more metals inside previously. The metals within spun rapidly and violently tearing apart the insides as well as creating a small magnetic field disorienting the demon. Aarshiya knew that alone wont kill the demon but it should give it some distraction with pain of all sorts. Aarshiya pointed her staff at the demon as a smaller metal ball found its way between the two throngs. The metal ball then spun at speeds unimaginable creating small sparks of electrons but soon growing, Aarshiya then swung the staff (shes at range) and a large electron lance found its way into the demon's flesh. Aarshiya had already spun the metals inside her body the create the magnetic field to repel any gasses that werent completely directed at her, not that they would do any superficial damage to her avatar or her soul but corrosive gasses take their toll over time, and they didnt have time


@Rurnur @Wickedkent


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"How ignorant of you!" Vanhishikha yelled as the missiles melted a few kilometers away from her and forming into further lava globs. The lava globs didnt move but fired small pellets to occupy the immortal and deny him ranged attacks again. Vani then fired lava lances at the immortal all the while moving closer. "Don't think you'll get away!" @Rurnur
 
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[SIZE= 20px]Deledde Maskin[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Captain of Military Barracks Emergency Response Team - Grand Fleet[/SIZE]






[SIZE= 14px]"Oh? I could say the same thing to you, my missile launch won't be stopped that easily!" Deledde laughed loudly as the fragments of condensed powder began to reform within the lava globs, their momentum picked up once again and started speeding towards the magma demon, never losing track of their target. The missiles extreme speed caused the lava to dissipate and fly away from the condensed powder, allowing the projectiles to proceed unhindered towards their target. "Now.. detonate!" He grinned as one of the lances pierced his shoulder, after shrugging off the smaller pellets and using explosions to evade the other lances, but still he focused on his own attacks, watching as the missiles entered her range, creating a festival of explosions that pushed away nearby Grand Fleet cruisers. The devastation encompassed Deledde's entire view, he was enjoying the disaster he created, as the projectile embedded in his armour began to melt his mech suit, slowly but steadily. @Petroshka[/SIZE]
 

Axcel Asteros


"Ooh? I already told you" He said as he formed a sphere in his palms that sucked the gas around him. "Things like these doesnt work, but if you wanna play then so be it." He then closed his eyes. The moment he opened it back, it was glowing blue. Wings then grew behind him and his appearance transformed. He was now carrying two maces and hovering above ground. He then countered the Huntsman and hit it's teeth with his mace. The force was enhanced with gravity and it was enough to break his face. He then flew around the beast in a fast speed and kept hitting it with his gravity enhanced mace. He meant for it to hurt and it will. The huntsman is so vulnerable. Axcel could  asked a strong one, but to his disappointment, a weak one came.


"You will regret stepping on our domain."

 

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[SIZE= 14px]The beast squirmed and writhed around the Sentinels, swinging it's hulking mass about the tower, damaging it's structure as it's tail squeezed tighter, chunks of the building began to fall as huge cracks started forming along it's sides, causing the tower itself to slowly crumble, beginning to cascade down to the city floor in a cloud of glimmering Aether dust, but still, Dymic held onto his position, extending his body to remain in range of his enemies while the tower fell. The female was strong, and would normally prove a small challenge, however, she was aided by another rather annoying Sentinel, who for some reason thought that holding back his strength was the best course of action, but of course, his power simply didn't hold up to Dymic's superior soul, and served as nothing but a distraction to Dymic's true opponent. Perhaps soon the other Sentinel would stop playing games with him, but for now Dymic knew who his first meal should be. Dymic's beast form may lack speed, strength and accuracy, but it was sturdy and reliable, with a very significant defense and consistent damage output, even under the assault of multiple Sentinels, it would take much more of their power to push him to his limit. He had more than one ways of tanking damage, beginning with the spike shower that Aarshiya had rained down upon his body, his worm-like shape immediately reacted by pumping out a thick layer of acidic gas from the fleshy openings on his sides, eating away at the small quantities of metal energy before they could impact him. Meanwhile, inside Dymic's body, the metals he previously devoured seemed to be attempting to cause havoc one last time, before the energy within the beast's stomach absorbed the metals completely, erased from existance by Dymic's most pure and corrosive energy. While these attacks proved futile, a direct strike from a full-powered Sentinel was not something to be ignored, the segment of Dymic's body where Aarshiya struck caved in like rotten flesh, leaving a deep impact upon the Huntsman's soul, however this wound began releasing a seething mass of toxic fumes, which eveloped the Sentinel's already partially drained soul, and began extracting more and more energy from her. [/SIZE]


While dealing with the other Sentinel, the beast clenched it's teeth upon having them struck by the man's new weapon, easily tanking the damage from someone who was holding back their power. Dymic constantly twisted his body as Axcel attempted to strike it, avoiding many of the mace strikes, and when the enemy did hit him successfully, he would discover an immediate bodily reaction, his pores releasing clouds of gas that sucked out huge portions of his energy. This Sentinel may be too self-absorbed to notice, but his gas energy was not something that could be evaded so easily, at this point in time, every inch of the ship had some fragment of his energy residing within it. After being so exposed to his power, Axcel's soul was constantly being drained by the toxic fumes which burst forth from his sides, whenever he attempted to get close enough to attack, draining his soul of precious energy, steadily eating away at it's integrity. Dymic's soul had become quite battered over the course of these battles, but the only significant damage he had recieved was from Aarshiya's direct strike, and that wasn't something he'd allow to happen again. As always, the Sentinels arrogance put them at a disadvantage, coming in to fight at close range made them so vulnerable to his slow-moving gases, especially while was in a form which was prepared to tank a lot of damage. If they had fought him from a distance, he would've been forced to switch forms already. How naive.


Now, it was time to unleash the true potential of this form. Dymic snaked his mouth up into the space above both the Sentinels, and parted his jaws once more facing the endless ceiling, allowing the putrid green energy to escape his body, while his form began to pulsate wildly, his flesh warped and twisted as it appeared something was moving up from the tail end of his body, up to his jaws. [COLOR= rgb(0, 128, 0)]"Bile Discharge"[/COLOR][COLOR= rgb(0, 128, 128)] [/COLOR]The words emanated from his very soul, as a disturbing object emerged from the beast's mouth, a fleshy, bright green sac that seemingly shivered with life. It shook as it floated up from Dymic's body, and remained in the air after detaching itself from some kindof cord. This was one of Dymic's "stomachs" that temporarily stored pure energy, filled with a deadly gas more powerfult than the filtered version that his body produced in order to use energy more efficiently. After expelling it from his body, Dymic reached upwards and snapped his jaws shut upon it, causing the sac to explode with wild, aggressive energy which burst forth upon the city, swirling around the tower and both Sentinels, tendrils of gas relentlessly attempting to pierce their souls to eat away at their energy, transforming them into lifeless corpses, ready to be devoured by the Huntsmen. Even going as far to chase down several of the mortals who had yet to be evacuated. The difference between this gas and the one he frequently produced was obvious, whereas his original energy was slow-moving, slow-working, and only focused on draining energy over time, this energy was much faster and significantly stronger, capable of draining the life from most enemies in mere seconds, at the cost of requiring a lot more energy to use, putting a dent in his overall energy supply. The Sentinels would need to work a lot harder to avoid having their souls rendered useless, this time.


@Petroshka@Wickedkent


(I'm expecting your best work, you two : P No slacking off cause it's a 2v1!)
 

Axcel Asteros


"Enough of this games" He shouted. He had enough fun and it was time to end this once and for all. He was not called the Vanguard of the Fleet Admiral for nothing. He was not feared all around the galaxy for nothing. While he likes to have fun, he would prioritize his duty. He was aware that the Fleet Admiral has begun his attack on bad town and it disappointed him. What use is a vanguard if the main army reaches the destination first. He has to end this fast. He closed his eyes and the air shifted. His eyes and the entirety of his body glowed. White light then enveloped the whole room and when it disappeared. Axcel's appearance changed. He has entered his Sentinel form. He radiated such powerful aura that would disintegrate weak demons. He will consume the demons and pull them down to his void and he will start with the huntsman. The orb inside his right arm sucked everything nearby into it. The gas, the light, the very fabric of space.


"I do not like to be underestimated demon" He scowled "Just because I was playing around doesnt mean I am weak." Multiple orbs then appeared around him. He suddenly appeared behind the beast demon and kicked it. The kick was enhanced by gravity to its full potential. The force was strong enough to destroy a moon. Along with the kick, he also sent the gravity orbs towards the beast. It would suck everything in it and nothing could escape. He then changed the very gravity of the battlefield which would result in the beast slamming in the ground and keeping it there. He wished to immobilize the beast and then finish it off with a single strike. The battefield they were on disconnected from the main body and began to tilt due to Axcel's gravitational powers.


 
Akriloth moved forward ever so slightly and noticed something odd within the fleet. Before he could figure out what or who it was, a large powerful beam blew a huge chunk off of Bad Town. 'The battle is mine to fight as well it seems...' He grabbed his sword and pulled it from the ice, gripping the hilt. 'Send a projectile of your own straight at him and get his attention... If he sends anyone instead of coming himself I'll be sure to cut them down... We will have the advantage if he comes himself...' He informed the ice demon of his plan. Akriloth wasn't going to go straight into the battle itself, not yet anyways. If he were in his beast form he could possibly throw something but it would most likely just be repelled by a sentinel. 'If he doesn't come after a few shots of our own then we might have to go to him... What say you?' He asked Aquilo.


Akriloth began thinking of a way to get to the fleet admiral while also avoiding most of the fighting. Anyone with that amount of power wasn't going to be defeat if Akriloth were in his demon form. An energy emanated off of Akriloth as he became covered in dark matter. The dark matter moved from his form, revealing the powerful huntsman's true form.


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The blades spun behind Akriloth slowly as he stood beside the ice demon. One of the blades moved beside Akriloth and aimed itself straight at the fleet admiral, launching itself at the man. The blade flew through the air with an ungodly speed, piercing numerous sentinels and demons that were in it's path. 'This will get his attention...'


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Soon the majority of the surviving mortals were now somewhere on Bad Town and Drake decided he was finished. It was at that point that he noticed two things, one: there was a massive snake-thing fighting two sentinels and two: some large energy was being output outside the fleet. Making his way over to the source of the energy via a portal, Drake discovered that the fleet admiral was firing upon Bad Town. Eyebrow raised, Drake saw an opportunity to help out some more. Why? He wasn't entirely sure still. It would mean extra battle experience which might unlock his guardian form. Or maybe he'd just die a terrible death, there was no certainty in space. Forming a slightly larger portal, he 'stole' one of the magma beams, creating the exit portal above the worm thing back inside the fleet, aiming it to crash down right on top of it and potentially do a lot of damage. Drake wasn't about to go fight a huntsmen unless he had to. Teleporting back into the fleet where the fight was going on, he continued to observe. Until an inhuman roar was heard and a man seemed to leap through a wall at him with claws instead of hands, "It is I, William Rundell Haus Code, back to personally consume your soul! Feel honoured, worm!" Mildly surprised and more than a little ruffled by this, Drake raised a hand and a portal appeared before him. The demon disappeared into with a confused shriek. Drake wasn't entirely sure where that portal had lead to, probably somewhere near Bad Town, but he decided not to worry himself about it and continued to watch the fight.


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Aquilo laughed as the destruction occurred around him "That is the Grand Fleet for you, never wanting to do things the old fashioned way" he grinned at the other Huntsman as he attacked "Yeah, we'll play with them for a bit, if they really don't come down, then we can go up" he held his hand upwards. He wasn't really aiming towards the Admiral, just towards the Grand Fleet. Above him, the air turned frosty as pure white clouds billowed out, revolving around his land like a massive hurricane.


He grinned, his body billowing out cold energy as he thrust his hand forward. The hurricane suddenly twisted, the clouds reaching up towards the Grand Fleet and forming into a massive hand "How many will survive?" he wondered with a light smile as he slowly closed his hand. This massive hand encapsulated nearly all of the portion of the Grand Fleet that was above his land. The icy energy that flowed from it scraped at the soul.


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The beast's worm-like form had begun to fall apart under the influence of Axcel's newly unleashed power, ripping off segments of his body. Dymic had known this would be the outcome as soon as a second Sentinel appeared, that he'd need to enter his true form to fight them both. Still clinging to the falling tower, Dymic writhed as the gravity spheres distorted his shape, preparing to transform when suddenly, his entire body was ripped in half by an explosion of heat energy from above, the power was so immense that Dymic had no time to react, unsure of where the attack even came from, only knowing that it was strong enough to vaporize a massive portion of the city around the tower. The beast's head splayed out on the city floor amongst the ruins, spewing clouds of gas. It's body pulsated and shifted until a somewhat humanoid form crawled out of it's mouth. Dymic emerged weakly, breathing heavily as he looked about the surrounding area. He was extremely tall and lanky in this form, with toxic fumes constantly billowing off of his body. He was wrapped in dirty, filthy robes and large pale wings emerged from his back. This was his true form, to fight? No. There was no longer any reason for him to remain here.


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"You have denied me this feast, well done. Now, I will take my leave, you may find me on Bad Town, with my fellow huntsmen. That is, if you wish to commit to this war, and not run off to the far reaches of space, where we will of course find you eventually. Farewell." The Huntsmen spoke calmly before taking off into the "sky" with a single flap of his wings, appearing as only a wisp of pale gas. Easily eating through the hull of the ship, Dymic travelled back down towards Bad Town, avoiding the gaze of the Fleet Admiral who had begun his attack on the planet. Eventually, Dymic found himself hovering in the now icy skies above Aquilo's domain. "Forgive my eagerness. I was unable to snatch a feast for us before the mortals were evacuated." He spoke to his leader in a sickly tone, staying back with the other Huntsman as Aquilo began to attack.


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[SIZE= 14px]The Fleet Admiral smiled at the destruction he had begun to cause across the surface of Bad Town, it was simply a display of his power, and had successfully brought on a reaction from the Huntsmen. Azal casually grabbed the incoming projectile with his magma-infused hand, tilting his head slightly to avoid being impaled, the sword quickly evaporating under the immense heat of his grip. It appeared now was the time, the Huntsmen had begun to gather, and the war would begin. "Aarshiya, Axcel, you have done well. You two shall remain at my side in this battle." Azal sighed deeply, watching the steam blow back from his fingertips, under the pressure of the rocketing fleet, heading straight for Bad Town. "Attack." He called out, his words travelling through the fleet to reach the souls of his Sentinels. With that, the Fleet Admiral stood from his perch and gripped the blade on his belt with his right hand, unsheathing it as Aquilo's cold energy approached the fleet in the form of a hand. "Melting Point." He spoke while sliding his overheated left hand across the blade's surface, until it glowed red hot with intense heat, now infused with mass quantities of magma energy. "If you destroy my fleet or not, Bad Town will not be spared." Azal bent his knees, pulled back his arm and began swinging his sword through the air, the blade hissing as it made contact with space, sending out huge waves of intense heat energy, striking at the icy hand which gripped the fleet, causing it to melt apart where the cuts were made. After decimating much of the hand, the Fleet Admiral continued his onslaught, extending his left arm and firing off beams of concentrated heat, tearing apart the landscape with little to no energy usage. @Seraph Darkfire@Tetro[/SIZE]
 
Aquilo chuckled "No need to worry, the Sentinels and other Immortals will be quit delicious on their own" he controlled the massive hand with ease. The hand, even after being dispersed, quickly reformed into many smaller hands, swarming through the Grand Fleet. He flexed his fingers and several hands shot towards Azal. At the same time, down closer to the surface of the planet, the 'arm' of the hand rippled and stretched out, the forces slamming into the beams of heat, exploding in a shower of steam as both attacks were dispersed.


In his other hand formed a beautiful icy bow. He held it firmly as he pulled the string back. A single arrow formed in the string before he released it with a powerful 'THWANG'. A burst of energy shot out around him as the arrow exploded into the air. Just as the arrow hit the boundary between the atmosphere and space, the atmosphere ballooned up as it stretched. 


"Pop" Aquilo chuckled as he spoke. As the arrow burst through the atmosphere, it carried with it many, many frozen icicles formed out of the liquid in the air. The fact that he hadn't even changed into his other forms showed that he was still playing around, testing the strength of the Grand Fleet. Despite this, each of his attacks carried quite a bit of power.


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Akriloth's sword glowed brightly as he released an energy that entered into many of the lesser demons. 'Now we turn the tide...' He raised his sword in the air and continued imbuing power into hordes of demons. As a result many of the demons began to frenzy and fly straight towards the Sentinels to fight them. Even the two beside Akriloth would feel a bit of an energy boost, but not the desire to charge into battle mindlessly. They were actually smart compared to the lesser demons. 'I'll stop them from reaching Bad Town...' Akriloth jumped off the spire, landing on the back of a large demon that was flying with the others towards the Grand Fleet. The new army that Akriloth had empowered glowed red just like his sword. War and death and mass murder aside, it was quite the light show for a battle as the demons clashed with the sentinels. Akriloth's blades spun as he fought, cutting down any sentinel that was unfortunate enough to engage him.


The frenzied demons used their numbers and ferocity to overwhelm and hold back the enemy despite still being weaker. Each time a demon died, which happened a lot, it's body tore apart and formed into multiple blades like the ones circling his back. The blades all aimed themselves at the nearest sentinel before impaling into them. Some were simply wounded, some maimed, others were torn to pieces. Either way the battle turned into a blood bath the moment Akriloth "stepped" onto the battlefield.


Akriloth continued holding the Grand Fleet back to buy the others some time. He wasn't sure what kind of plan they had in mind but if he didn't try then Bad Town would be destroyed anyways. He rode the back of the large demon closer to the Fleet Admiral before using the bodies of a few demons to create a swarm of blades, throwing them all at the man from numerous angles. What better distraction could one ask for than mass murder and violence?


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Vanhishikha was completely drowned in explosions she felt her avatar sporadically get thrown around my the explosions but, she used this to get closer to the immortal, her soul felt like it was being battered by every angle but it kept its form. Being battered like this fueled her rage against this immortal more and more heat radiated from her, the red liquid that was her blood formed into a hardened ball, and she 'flew' at the immortal the red liquid ball seeping back into vani before colliding into him. "Shall we dance?" She stabbed at his arms with her blood claws aiming to both pierce his armor and burn all of his insides. At the same time how ever she vomited lava at his face aiming to blind him and possible melt his face off.


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Aarshiya was in a way, relieved when the huntsman had fled from the grand fleet and back to bad town to fester in its rottenness, she instantly felt the air around the city clear out and that creeping feeling of soul siphoning had dissipated. After hearing Azal's announcement she didnt instantly went to the front of the grand fleet however, there was one thought going through her mind. her. She wasnt sure why the woman in the chamber was the only thing that came to her mind when the battle on bad town was about to begin but when she reached the secret room she placed her hand on the glass wall staring at her. she was wired to the room wearing a rebreather of some kind. Aarshiya broke the glass and the strange glowing liquid that felt like power spewed out and the woman was still hanging due to the electric wires that were plugged into her. Aarshiya stared at the woman for a few seconds, a billion thoughts rushing through her head. who was she? why did Aarshiya care so much about her? 


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Aarshiya slowly walked to the woman and slowly unplugged her from the machines carrying her in a cradle fashion, and slowly flew back to the city and toward the artificial's who were evacuating the citizens, She slowly flew down, the woman in her arms still asleep, the artificial's watched her, Aarshiya didnt care for what they thought she simply wanted to get this woman to safety. setting the woman down near them she turned around and flew away glancing back one then going to Azal's side, to help with the fight.


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Axcel Asteros
Axcel frowned as the Huntsman escaped. A coward for a demon. He returned to his normal form. The Fleet Admiral then gave them commands. Axcel smiled, it was time for the fleet's counterattack. He will make them regret for attacking the fleet. His home. He generated a blackhole in his hand, sucking himself in. A white hole then appeared behind the Fleet Admiral and Axcel came out. He approached the Fleet Admiral and stopped next to him. He looked at the approaching demons and frowned. They could have waited until the Fleet crashed and then make their charge, but no. They were impatient and ignorant. They are meeting the crashing fleet and there would surely be consequences. Instead of slowing the ship's descent, Axcel speeded it. He intends to crash the fleet at the waves of demons first. He then looked at the Fleet Admiral.
"I am your vanguard and I shall do my duty" He said as he jumped off the fleet. He was descending at a very fast speed. He crashed at the ground and left a really big crater. His crash created a very devastating earthquake on the planet and the surface cracked. While they try to attack the grand fleet, he will take this opportunity to eliminate the other huntsman. He has already entered his Mech form.
"I have arrived" He smiled. 



 
 

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