Grand Fleet

[Rurnur]

[SIZE= 18px]Grand Fleet Admiral[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 24px]Azal Faust[/SIZE]
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The Fleet Admiral frowned in frustration, as his fleet slowly began to freeze over as a result of Aquilo's attacks. If this were to go on, the Grand Fleet itself would simply shatter before even impacting Bad Town. That wouldn't be ideal, but no matter, the fate of Bad Town was already decided, he would just form a new fleet if it was necessary. Azal continued to slice through space with his magma infused blade, striking each of the icy hands Aquilo had sent after him. Too much time was being spent on fighting off these weak enemy attacks, where were his top Sentinels? He shook his head and clenched the fist of his left hand, forming a thick layer of magma all around him using the concentrated energy in his palm, which absorbed the blades, allowing them to sink through the layers of magma until they had disintegrated. "Aarshiya, you're late. Deal with this pest for me, won't you?" The Admiral spoke coldly without looking at his Sentinel, instead turning his head in the direction of Aquilo, jumping off his perch and rushing forward from the very tip of the fleet. As he flew through the air, he raised his blade and gave it a twirl, his magma barrier warping and flowing out in front of him, stretching out as a massive barrier used to collect many of the icicle attacks Aquilo had sent flying in his direction. After melting the ice energy with his wall of lava, Azal motioned with his left hand, wrapping the barrier around itself until it formed a massive sphere of molten lava, obscuring much of the fleet from the Huntsmen's view. [COLOR= rgb(255, 0, 0)]"Falling Star." [/COLOR]Azal thrust his left arm forward, the muscles in his arm pulsating as magma poured into his palm, before an enormous beam of pure heat energy was unleashed from his hand, blasting through the magma sphere and taking a vast majority of the molten lava with it, the speeding heat energy and powerful magma forming together to create a single projectile, a glowing-hot sphere, a giant comet heading directly towards Aquilo, and Bad Town itself. Azal smirked at how well he pulled off the attack, highly efficient, and so powerful that it would surely require far more energy to stop, that it took for him to create it in the first place. Sheathing his blade, Azal folded his arms and watched as the battle commenced, but also focusing in on his falling star, slowly increasing it's volume of magma until it left his range of influence. @Tetro@Petroshka@Seraph Darkfire

[SIZE= 20px]Deledde Maskin[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 16px]Captain of Military Barracks Emergency Response Team - Grand Fleet[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]As the demon approached him, Deledde filled his palms with more and more explosive powder, preparing to finish her off as soon as she got close. "One last time." He grinned and dashed forward, grimacing as he was stabbed deep with her claws, fighting through the pain, he gripped one of her arms, and pushed his other gauntlet into her face as she began to spit lava at him, some managed to reach his soul, melting away at it alongside his seemingly fatal stab wounds. "How much more.. can you take?" He muttered weakly, yelling with anger as he detonated the energy in his left gauntlet, creating an explosion that would hopefully dislodge at least one of her claws from his soul. At the same time, he pushed down on her face with his right gauntlet, attempting to blast open her face and cease the flow of lava from her soul. @Petroshka[/SIZE]

 

[Gabriel Forfax]

Gabriel walked towards the entrance of the city, making her way trough the frantic crowd of men and women pushing those on their way to safety. She kept moving forward, ignoring the civilians harshly brushing against her armored arm while she looked around for any signs of danger. She looked for her parents among the milions of other people and unrecognizable faces, but to no avail. A scent toxic enough to harm disturbed her attention, making the Officer speed up and start running towads the city as dense gas raised from the closed place that still held civilians inside of itself.


Upon running in she stopped to look up at Theon fighting someone, something demonic and far powerful than they had encountered thus far. Being ordered to evacuate the citizens, she was left with the only option to trust Theon to win, or at least expect him to defend the honor of the Grand Fleet by putting up a good fight. Upon Gabriel's silent command men made out pure stone rose up, helping the citizens dazed by the gas exit to safety.


Officer was currently useless for any kind of battling, with the extremely dense core of Theon's opponent disabling her to sense any other type of energy, leaving her mostly blind as she rarely used her sight in combat.
The demon was just that strong.
She helped the humans evacuate while keeping a keen eye on the artificial sky above herself, watching the fight between her Captain and the demon proceed while biting her lower lip in anticipation. Letting her captain die again due to her incompetence is something she couldn't live trough twice.


A sudden wave of energy made Gabriel look at its source, taking a slight step back as she was welcomed to a sight of the metal Sentinel, Aarshiya. The Officer then saluted respectably, waiting to complete anything that she was asked to. Instead of getting an order,a woman that the Sentinel carried was lowered on the ground, and the Officer quickly reached the unconscious body by turning into dust. In a matter of moments she crossed the distance separating them and was crouching by the woman's side. Gabriel looked at Aarshiya, obediently nodded and accepted the mortal in her hold without a question, her mind already set to protect the weak being resting in her arms.

@Rurnur @Petroshka

 

[Petroshka]

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Aarshiya silently nodded at Azal and "sunk" into the metal of the decks below using it as a instant form of transport and appearing in front of the fleet. With her arms in a cross and her palms outstretched toward bad down she commanded all the metals that the fleet was made out of, using the uninhabited and non-firing ships she stripped them of all metals. "Enough of this." The one she had cared for is now away from here, and hopefully out of danger's path, the metals all came to the front forming spikes of all sizes, she aimmed at all the demons and huntsman below except for the ice one that Azal had singled out. She threw her arms toward bad town and a tidal wave of death followed, Aether infused spikes jetted onto the battlefield blanketing the surface of bad town and the rest of the spikes all flew toward the huntsmen from every angle. Aarshiya herself flew down toward the surface of bad town while the huntsmen were preoccupied. feeling the metals within the depths of bad town. @Rurnur @Tetro @Wickedkent ( annndd maaybbeee @Destructus Kloud? )

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Vanhishikha bit at the immortal's hand biting off a finger and devouring it, "I CAN GO ALL DAY" Biting another finger her face was constantly blasted throwing her head back rather violently and shearing off some of her face she pulled out one of her claws from his stomach and shoved it into his shoulder of the hand he was using to attempt to blast her face off with. She used her other pair of claws and stabbed him in the chest but he was still going blasting away. "Why, won't, you, DIE?!" Her body flared in both immense heat and dark-matter she pressed her face against the immortal's hand attempting to melt it off with her face this time. all the while magma from earlier was rushing toward the pair dancing in the space that was bad town. Vani didn't feel fatigue, but she could definitely feel her movements gradually slowing. @Rurnur

 

[Kloudy]

A portal opened up in the space between the Grand Fleet and Bad Town to reveal Drake stepping out. His work was done as per the request of that fleet admiral and he no longer felt obliged to help out given that all the mortals had been evacuated. A smaller portal opened up by his ear as he received more orders from [redacted]. Raising his eyebrows at the words spoken, the portal closed and Drake prepared himself by stretching his arms, legs and neck. His orders were to fight until he achieved the Guardian form and then return. The Grand Fleet was going down and straight into Bad Town for an all out war. Drake was supposed to pick off stragglers in order to boost his own power and fight those stronger than himself to gain battle experience required to strengthen his soul. 


It was at that moment, through the raging frost storm that seemed to be rushing around Drake towards the fleet, that thousands of metallic spikes arced down to the super planet below. Drake jerked his head back quickly as he was nearly impaled, raising both hands, one towards the spikes and one towards the planet, and opened up two portals. The spikes and whatever else that rained down went through the first portal and out the other, missing Drake completely. Clearly he had not chosen the right place to exit the Grand Fleet. Another portal spawned at his feet and swallowed him up, spitting him out right next to the source of the frosty blizzard. Drake hesitated as he stood nearby to the two Huntsmen set on assaulting the fleet. That hadn't been quite what he had been expecting, but nevertheless he didn't run away. Perhaps he was already strong enough to take on these individuals? There was only one way to find out.


@Seraph Darkfire @Tetro @Petroshka

 

[Tetro]

Akriloth looked up and glared at the raining metal shards heading towards him. He jumped off the demon he was riding, grabbing onto another winged one and using that one to get away from the spikes. He landed back beside the other huntsman, turning to see his little army had been torn up rather badly. 'I've done my part...' He was referring to the distraction he set up by causing the demons to make a sudden attack. With both the sentinels and demons torn up he knew it was up to the big players for the battle to truly be decided.


'What's our next move...?' He looked at the ice lord, his blade surging with the power he took from other demons during the fighting to empower himself. Akriloth had his own little plan in mind but kept it to himself. He didn't last this long off of raw power. There was a bit of tact and thought to his actions, except for the part where he made a bunch of demons mindlessly attack the Grand Fleet. That one was a pretty bullshit plan he came up with on the spot, but it worked rather well from the looks of things.


@Seraph Darkfire@Petroshka(Spooky spikes :3)

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

Ice billowed out and surrounded Aquilo, his body nearly tripled in size as he grew into his beast form. He enjoyed this form, it felt like it fit him quite well, even if it was weaker than his Huntsmen form. In this form, he felt wilder, uncontrolled. It was...delicious.

Around him formed a suppression aura of ice and winter. He chuckled as he looked towards Akriloth "Lets see" his voice was deep and powerful. He waved his had and ice began to gather in the air as he looked towards the large projectile heading towards Bad Town "I'm going to destroy that first, then I suppose we'll move in" he was feeling bored just tossing attacks back and forth. He wanted to get up close and personal.


"Jade Rabbit" he said as the ice quickly formed into a massive moon like ball of ice. He was sure the Admiral thought big of himself and the attack was impressive, had Aquilo been anywhere but his own domain, he probably would have been in trouble. But this land had been steeped in his energy for a very long time, to the point that it required very little action on his part to call the energy forth. Aquilo may have been brash and easy to fight, but he wasn't an idiot, he'd long since planned for many different possibilities, only of which a few were about the Grand Fleet.


His Jade Rabbit attack wasn't just a giant ball of ice, it was composed of Ice Ten, ice so dense and cold that it could survive temperatures up to two thousand degrees Kelvin. He flicked his finger forward and the ball, carried by icy winds, shot towards Azal's attack. When the two met, the resulting explosion would be incredible, spreading ice and fire over the sky. The destruction would be far less than if the attack had hit directly.


However, he didn't really care about Bad Town or it's destruction. He'd grown bored of the planet. Aquilo wanted to explore the Universe and find other planets to play around with. 


@Rurnur @Tetro


Meanwhile, Alex sat up in the middle of an empty plain. He'd actually ended up somewhere on the other side of Bad Town, so far away that he couldn't even see the battle going on. It was all quiet and peaceful where he was. He flinched, feeling the pain of metals going through his feet and attacking his soul. He frowned and quickly broke his legs off, preventing the metals from attacking him. His legs would grow back anyway. It seemed that the metals had been dormant as his soul wasn't active while he was unconscious. 


He flexed his fingers and flinched again. His soul was actually severely damaged. His attack on the Sentinels had been quite the drain on his body, to the point that his soul had even taken some damage. After his legs grew back, he slowly stood up before dropping again. He frowned "Guess I'll just rest here for a bit" the gravity of Bad Town was beautiful. It was so powerful that he could actually absorb the energy to nourish his soul.

 

[Tetro]

Akriloth moved a bit away from Aquilo due to the sudden change he made. He turned his head and noticed the immortal who was there with them, 'Hm...' He looked the immortal up and down. Akriloth's attention turned towards the imminent impact of the two abilities. Akriloth changed into his beast form quickly, gripping his blade.


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His forms had little to do with power, each one had it's own strength. His beast form was the form that gave him an edge against demons and other huntsmen, which is exactly what the situation called for. He discharged all of the blood and life force he stored in his blade, creating a type of devouring aura around the explosion to keep it from doing no more than minor damage to Bad Town. He looked back to the immortal, 'Have you come for a challenge?' He asked, looking down at the immortal with a calmness about him.


@Seraph Darkfire@Rurnur@Destructus Kloud

 

[Rurnur]

[SIZE= 20px]Deledde Maskin[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 16px]Captain of Military Barracks Emergency Response Team - Grand Fleet[/SIZE]
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Deledde was reckless, but so was his opponent. Which meant of course, someone was going to die. Whether it was him or her, Deledde would be satisfied, falling victim to someone with such a lust for destruction as he himself had. Perhaps he would've done well as a Demon, or her as an Immortal. He had a feeling that race meant nothing to either of them, only seeking to destroy. "You certainly have a passion, Demon. Now go, take this soul of mine and destroy what I couldn't." Deledde spoke weakly, grinning under his helmet, melting away from the heat to reveal his smile. As the magma seeped into his soul, melting it into nothing but liquid, he concentrated the last of his explosive energy, forming it into a sphere around the two, which detonated in a massive blast. In this final explosion, Deledde's soul finally succepted to the demon's power, bursting open and letting it's contents spill out, free to be devoured if this demon had survived his final attack. Deledde wasn't honorable, he didn't particularly care about doing his duty, he was a cruel soldier that only wanted the power to destroy, but then again, where would the world be if everything just stayed the same, and nothing was destroyed? @Petroshka

[SIZE= 24px]DYMIC[/SIZE]
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Dymic had been hovering back from flight, regenerating his energy from the previous encounter within the mortal city. He hadn't moved to take part in the battle just yet, until a new presence emerged next to him. What was this? An Immortal? He recognized the energy, Dymic quickly put together the pieces, that this ability was what caused the deep wound in his soul. "What an interesting power. You'll make a good meal, confident one." Dymic grinned, revealing his jagged smile to the Immortal before him. He couldn't let anyone interfere in the hunt, besides, Immortals like this were much tastier than Artificials. The Huntsman immediately thrust his arm forward, producing a thin, luminescant gas from his fingertips that rushed towards the Immortal, forming a hand which attempted to grab him by the throat, so as to not let him escape. If the hand was allow to grasp the Immortal's soul, the energy would quickly begin to eat through the Aether, devouring mass quantities of the energy within. "Allow me to deal with this one, Akriloth. You'd do well to continue assisting our great leader, in destroying that." Dymic glanced at the other Huntsman briefly, hinting at him to destroy the Grand Fleet before it could impact Bad Town. Dymic wasn't one to give up his prey to another, especially considering how hungry he was from that previous battle. He then turned his attention back to the new arrival, his prey. "Such a nice surprise, delicious souls presenting themselves before me. I do prefer a good hunt, but a simple meal such as this will do just as nicely." @Destructus Kloud@Tetro@Seraph Darkfire

 
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[SIZE= 18px]Grand Fleet Admiral[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 24px]Azal Faust[/SIZE]
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"Changing forms so soon? Very well." Azal extended his arms and then crossed them, shielding his torso, holding his stance as he was hit with the impact from the explosion, and summoning forth the first stage of his Soul Armour in the process.  

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Upon unleashing his new form, the Fleet Admiral slowly raised his arms, clenching his fists as the translucent armour plating began to glow brighter, heating up until his entire body shone bright with intense heat. Upon reaching a certain degree of power, he rushed towards Aquilo, passing through the after effects of the explosion, appearing as nothing but a crimson blur in the battlefield. "Your era will end here today. Bad Town will crumble, and my new world shall arise from the ashes!" Azal spoke loudly as he appeared before the Huntsman leader, before he pulled his arm back, forming a sphere of swirling magma around his gauntlet, and sending his fist flying into the space between himself and Aquilo. The battlefield in their immediate vicinity began to become warped and distorted from the immense heat, as Azal's attack impacted, launching a powerful heatwave straight towards his target, Aquilo. Immediately after, he performed a backwards flip and kicked a second, much faster wave of heat energy towards the Huntsman, passing through his intial attack, combining to form a wall of burning energy, melting and warping the space it passed through. @Seraph Darkfire@Tetro 

 

[Kloudy]

Well Drake had gotten the reaction he had been looking for. The Huntsmen certainly felt that he was the perfect meal to consume before the large battle before them. Maybe he was, but the point was he was going to try to stop that. He was fairly sure fighting and killing just one of these Huntsmen would be enough to get him to Guardian level and the one that had decided to attack him was already pretty wounded. It was the snake-guy that he had deflected the admiral's attack on. Well that certainly made things easier, it seemed like he delved in gases and poisons of sorts. Drake's soul was never permanently in his body unless he decided to pull it through, so he would be susepctible to slow attrition or poison attacks and he had a gas mask as a part of his armoured form anyway. 


Suddenly a gaseous hand snaked out from the toxic Huntsman as it tried to go for his throat. Drake had quick reactions but he also wasn't closed minded enough to ignore the other Huntsman that had challenged him. There was nothing to say that the attack wasn't a distraction for the other one to quickly finish Drake off. A small portal immediately opened in front of Drake's face and the hand disappeared into it. It then reemerged from another portal that opened up right before the flesh Huntsman, allowing the hand to grip his throat instead. It all happened to quickly and confusingly that it was unlikely that either Huntsmen would react fast enough to realise what had happened. Even Drake would have been disorientated in their places if he hadn't trained in his techniques for centuries. 


@Rurnur @Tetro

 

[Kent]

Axcel Asteros
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"Oh" He said as he looked around. There were dead demons lying everywhere. It was because of the force of his impact. It was no fun. No challenge for Axcel. He then looked at the sky and sighed. All huntsman were flying towards the fleet admital and it would be no fun to just deal with minor demons in the planet. They would just turn to ash as soon as he enters his sentinel form. He could only immobilize them with his aura, but it is the same thing as killing them because they cant defend themselves. He then noticed a familiar aura. It was from the huntsman that he fought earlier. The Craven Demon. He then smiled and licked his lips. This time, he wouldnt let his prey escape. He then flew towards the huntsman. He smiled as he hovered behind him.
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"Sorry, but I think this one is mine" He glared at the immortal "It would be better if you hand this guy to me."
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@Rurnur @Destructus Kloud @Tetro
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[Rurnur]

[SIZE= 24px]DYMIC[/SIZE]
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The Huntsman waved his hand and allowed his attack to dissipate, upon realising he had been tricked into gripping Akriloth by the throat. "How irritating." Dymic hissed and pulled one of the gas-filled crystal orbs off his waist, observing the powerful gases flowing inside it before pushing himself up with a flap of his wings, tossing the orb down towards the Immortal. The pressure of being thrown at such a high velocity was enough to shatter the projectile, soon after being tossed, it burst open, with a cloud of deadly gas pouring from it's broken remains, twisting and forming into several tendrils that attempted to eat their way into the target's soul from multiple different angles. "I have decided upon my prey, I don't have time to entertain fools such as yourself." Dymic clenched his teeth, speaking to the Sentinel who had arrogantly appeared behind him, but not turning around to face him. "I'm not interested in eating someone as disgusting as you. I'm not here to fight, i'm here to eat. Won't you take care of this pest, Akriloth? You enjoy a challenge, yes?" Dymic motioned towards Akriloth, hoping to continue his hunt for the Immortal laid out in front of him. @Tetro@Destructus Kloud@Wickedkent

 

[Kloudy]

Drake shook his head as he stared up at the Huntsmen that was dead set on consuming him. Although he was a more powerful being, he couldn't beat Drake. He was already injured greatly and his attacks were not creative, inventive or entirely intelligent. Raising a hand before himself, a larger portal opened up in front of Drake. Another portal opened up somewhere outside the atmosphere above Bad Town. Thus, the vacuum of space began to suck all the air from their surroundings due to the changes in pressure. This also caused the gaseous energy from the Huntsmen to be sucked in as well, but the force of the suction wasn't enough to drag the demon in as well. As soon as the energy had been completely sucked away, Drake closed the portal nonchalantly and raised his other hand. A smaller red portal appeared this time. Under his mask, Drake allowed himself a small smile before commencing his attack. It was often he got to fight like this; it was exhilarating. Balls of fire the size of basket balls began to spew from the portal in the direction of the Huntsmen. This would only serve to confuse his opponent as Drake was clearly not a fire immortal nor did he have access to fire energy. Or so he thought. There was a wide range of immortals back at his base that could supply him with such energies, but unfortunately the long range transport between here and there diminished the power over time, so it would never be as powerful as the real thing. But that was fine, it only needed to counter this Huntsmen's ability, which was various gases. Drake was willing to bet some of these gases or the demon itself was flammable. He would soon find out of course.


@Rurnur (Im good to keep going for a while if you wanna do some back and forth for a while)

 

[Tetro]

Akriloth, upon the hand reaching for his throat inadvertently, made his outer layer of skin become a husk that he simply stepped out of to avoid being completely grabbed at. He shifted quickly into his huntsman form, his blade spinning slowly behind him as he aimed his sword to Axcel, 'You're my opponent...' He plainly stated. Akriloth's blade moved quickly to fly at the sentinel. The blades spun and stabbed at Axcel as if they had minds of their own. He maneuvered around to get both he and the sentinel away from the others so they could truly fight one on one. His aim was towards a large open space a bit south of the main conflict. Akriloth handled the impact of leaping off the spire of ice rather well, and he was certainly more aware, now at his best condition to fight.


@Wickedkent


(Work with me here bro :3)

 

[Rurnur]

[SIZE= 24px]DYMIC[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]Dymic clenched his fist and pulled his arm back, trying to force his gas energy back to no avail, grimacing as his attack was completely sucked away. "I see. Then, let this be a fully-fledged hunt." Dymic chuckled, sounding like if a corpse would attempt to speak. As his opponent created a second portal, Dymic tilted his head up and slowly creaked open his jaw, extending it beyond what would be thought possible, until a sickly pale gas began to pour out from his throat, rushing towards the oncoming fiery projectiles. After releasing the gas, the Huntsman coughed and spluttered, still not fully recovered from the previous encounter, but he was just as powerful. "Ah? You're not but a method of transportation, where is your strength? Pathetic." Dymic grinned knowingly at the Immortal, his rotted tongue licking at his jagged teeth. When his gases quickly reached the balls of flame, Dymic motioned with his hands as if he was conductor, wrapping the fumes around each projectile, leading to the creation of massive explosions which did nothing but push Dymic back slightly, rendering the attacks futile. "Now, let this hunt truly begin." He said while extending his arms, leaning his head back to look up at the Grand Fleet.[COLOR= rgb(0, 128, 0)] "Smog." [/COLOR][/SIZE]He breathed hoarsely, as the pores in his skin began to open up, extending until his body appeared to be completely rotten and even more diseased than he already seemed to be. Thick, poisonous gases immediately began spewing from all over his body, spreading over the entire area, but mostly, rushing towards the Immortal he had set his sights on. The giant cloud of fog rushed faster and faster towards his opponent with each flap of his demonic wings. Dymic had to show this Immortal the true strength of a Huntsman, simple tricks and schemes wouldn't be enough to deal with such immense power. @Destructus Kloud

 

[Kloudy]

The fireballs hadn't been enough to kill the Huntsman, but they had confirmed what Drake was trying to figure out. The gas was indeed flammable as he had suspected. That also meant if he continued to shoot fire around then the whole place would probably blow. Not that it would affect Drake much as he would just jump in a portal to somewhere where there wasn't any gas, but that wasn't the point. The Huntsmen and Sentinels might die without Drake fighting them, meaning he couldn't simply blow up the gas. Thankfully, the fog attack wasn't particularly original or smart of the demon, so Drake was getting more confident that he could win. Forming a normal portal in front, behind, above and to the sides of himself, Drake allowed the exit portals to appear back in space again, meaning the gas immediately around him was sucked away once again like last time. This allowed for a little bit more of an open area around Drake to fend off from an oncoming surprise attack from the Huntsman, who was undoubtedly going to try an attack him from the shadows of the thick smog close up when he couldn't see. Now that that was taken care of as the portals continued to suck in the gas around him as it drew near, Drake awaited the Huntsman to show itself again.


@Rurnur

 

[Kent]

Axcel Einfield
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"I adore your blades" He said as he kept dodging. "But, was it necessary to quickly transform into your huntsman form? Am I really that dangerous? Well then, perhaps I should do the same" Blinding light then came out of Axcel and then disappeared. He has now entered his sentinel form. The nearby minor demons turned to ash and the weakened gas huntsman should feel the pressure of his presence. He looked at the huntsman.
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"Why not fight here?" He asked with a smirk "Very well" He then flew towards the demon and landef next to him. He created a big crater and again caused another earthquake.
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"Now, show me what you got" He said as gravity balls appeared and spun around him. The orb in his hands also sucking everything it came upon with.
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@Tetro
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[Tetro]

Akriloth held his ground, resisting the gravity with ease. 'Each form has it's own advantage against each kind of being... This one is optimal for immortals and artificial beings... This is not my strongest form... You are not dangerous, simply a sentinel...' He made the bodies of the straggler lesser demons from the earlier battle to start tearing apart. His sword absorbed their blood and power while their flesh turned into blades similar to the ones circling his back. The new blades joined in a symmetrical spinning behind Akriloth as he prepared himself. Without hesitation he lunged forward at a great speed, effortlessly swinging his blade upwards at a diagonal angle. The force behind the swing shook the ground beneath them as the blade moved. He used the gravity of the orb to his advantage in the swing.


@Wickedkent

 

[Rurnur]

[SIZE= 24px]DYMIC[/SIZE]
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The Huntsmen remained unfazed, he simply laid back with his mouth agape, releasing more and more toxic gases from his throat, as well as each single pore in his body, gas which refused to be sucked in by the insignificant force the portals exuded, only allowing a small portion of the thick substance to be escape into far-off space. Though, even the gas that was sucked away began its journey back to Dymic, its host. Layers and layers of the toxic energy began to combine, forming a much heavier substance that swirled about the battlefield, clinging to any enemy soul it could find, eating through the outer shell and devouring the energy inside. It would attempt to do the same to Drake; easily slipping past the portals which tried to suck away the energy, however it was to no avail and Dymic’s new concoction of toxins would begin to apply itself to Drake's physical form, slowly eating away at his flesh in search for his soul's location. Injured or not, Dymic was in his Huntsman form, the difference in power between the two was simply too great at this moment. He hated to be in his most powerful form at the beginning of the hunt, but the situation had called for it. Now he would just have to continue overwhelming the Immortal until he perished, or finally challenged him with his true strength. @Destructus Kloud

 

[Kent]

Axcel Asteros
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He looked at the huntsman as he charged towards him. He even took advantage of the gravity that his ball generated.
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"Stupid" Axcel said. He then increased the gravity of the orb by ten folds and threw it at the demon. He used the momentum as an advantage. The Demon would have a hard time stopping as he is being pulled towards the orb. 
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"Death is near, demon" The other gravity balls then flew towards him to ensure that he would get a hit. One hit of the ball would be devastating. The part that would get hit would be sucked into the abyss inside a black hole. Axcel then laughed before glaring at the demon.
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"That's not all" He said as a sword materialize in his hands. He then flew towards the demon. He wonder how the demon would counter all of his attacks. The demon would have a hard time defying the force of his orb and if he somehow could, there are still more gravity orbs flying towards him and Axcel charging with his sword. Attention would be separated.
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@Tetro
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[Kloudy]

Drake frowned, why wasn't his portals working? Unless this Huntsmen was truly a monster like no other that could control the gases as easily as his own arm, gaseous compounds and elements could not withstand the force of a vacuum, which meant he was actively trying to bypass Drake's autonomous defences. This was a problem as the poisonous gas began to eroded the edges of his body, eating away at his suit and skin. Quickly, with a flash of purple, he entered his armoured form, complete with energy-resistant armour for increased mobility as well as protection and even a gas mask. It also came with a fairly endearing hat as well. The only problem Drake now faced was that his opponent was hiding like a coward somewhere in the fog. Drake was the master at running away and hiding, given his power set, so he knew how to find a person. He held a portal up to his eye and looked around. The portal was actually two created very close together. One was linked right behind an infrared scanner back in his storage base, the other was linked in front of it, where the scanner was pointed. It basically serves as a rudimentary infrared detection scanner with the portals allowing Drake to look through it out at what was in front of him. Finding the faint red hue of flesh that hung grossly in the swirling mass of colours that confirmed his target, Drake extended his hand outwards to the side as the two small portals reminded over one eye. A large disc-shaped portal appeared over the back of Drake's hand. He placed a foot back and bent his legs, bringing his disc-arm behind himself and his free hand forward. He then shifted all his weight forward and twisted his body, flinging the the portal towards the red mass like an over arm throw-frisbee. Due to the nature of portals, there wasn't really much that could take them head on. A portal is meant to transport something within its parameters, meaning if it doesn't fit then it cuts it off by splitting the very atoms apart. That's why it was very dangerous to touch the side of a portal, because it will probably deeply wound you. Of course, weapons or beings with very quick regeneration or armour with extremely tight-knit atoms would have some resistance to said portal's effects. The only issue with using a portal's offensive capabilities in the way Drake had was that he had to concentrate to actively move the portal, otherwise it would remain still. This would mean he is distracted and it limits the amount of moving portals he can summon to generally one or two. 


@Rurnur

 

[Tetro]

Akriloth's eyes moved rapidly, analyzing the situation before the sword even materialized in the sentinel's hand. He used his own swing to help him spin around and 'grab' at the orb with his left hand, knowing he would lose his entire arm. With the split second he had he moved to the side using the initial momentum from the pulling force. He stabbed his sword into the ground to get his balance just fast enough for him to jump in the air, pulling his sword back out as he did so, and use the gravitational pull of the other orbs to bring himself back down and away from the stronger orb as it continued moving away. He lost his entire left arm but moved like a blur, going up in the air enough to avoid the entire attack and back down to use a backhanded swing in an attempt to decapitate his opponent. During this time three of his blades began to deconstruct and replace his left arm, using the flesh of the lesser demons temporarily. The others moved around and kept a good enough distance so that they wouldn't be pulled into the orbs.


Akriloth hadn't fought anyone with this kind of power before but he had faced off against opponents that had put him in situations similar enough for him to keep his wits about him. He calculated all the advantages he had over his opponent and took note of the consistency of the sentinel's weaknesses. 'Many... But few...' He spoke as he swung.


@Wickedkent

 

[Rurnur]

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[SIZE= 14px]The mess of toxic gases had begun to surround Drake's physical form, penetrating his flesh, digging away in search of his soul by melting off parts of his body. What was this? Was he truly an Immortal? It seemed too easy, to simply melt an opponent's body like this. Where was his soul? Dymic clenched his teeth, stopping the flow of gas briefly while he thought. It wasn't possible to have his soul stored elsewhere, could it? What a pest. He didn't think dealing with an Immortal would prove to be so tedious. Dymic began to float forward, watching the increase in his opponent's power as he entered a new form. His gases were blown back from the sudden shift, but quickly charged inwards once again, now attempting to drain the soul armour of it's protective Aether. Now, this was more like it. His gas could serve it's original purpose, making quick work of Aether-based material, especially when the enemy offered no resistance. "Standing around will do you no good." Dymic grinned once more, noticing a build-up of energy through the smog. "Ah yes, over here." Dymic chuckled mockingly, preparing to condense his gases into a protective shield, catching the projectile in mid-air, before quickly dissolving it. However, while Dymic expected more fireballs or other projectiles, it was instead the portal itself, slicing through his gases, without enough time to break down the portal with his energy. The Huntsman hissed and twisted his body, halting the flow of gases from his pores in the process, only narrowly evading the portal as it sliced off a portion of his soul's shell. "Gah.. what a fool. Your tricks won't keep you alive forever, you know. We're simply on a different league! I'm the hunter, and you're my prey." Dymic spoke hatefully, his sickly voice echoing throughout the gas-filled battlefield. "Keep running like always, if you expect to live any longer!" He shouted, clenching his fists, signalling for the accumulated gases to begin swirling around his target's armour once again, constantly draining it's power. @Destructus Kloud[/SIZE]

 

[Kloudy]

Drake was surprised, this gas attack was surprisingly effective at what it did. Slowly eroding what soul energy he had put into his body and... Consuming it, Drake would have guessed. It was a demon after all. However, it was a problem. Briefly, his protective portals that weren't doing a whole lot vanished and then reappeared, this time a lot larger. But they didn't serve the same purpose this time, quite the opposite in fact. A powerful gale erupted from the floating circles, forceful enough to push the gases away long enough for Drake to form yet more portals around himself. But there portals had yet a further use that what had been previously seen. Longer and thinner, these looked like very stretch out ovals and they produced a thick wall of stone, creating a large rock cube around Drake, complete with a ceiling. But Drake wasn't stupid, he knew the gas would probably break down the walls, so he would have them rebuilt every so often, a new one coming forth from the long portal and smashing the former one. This afforded him protection enough from the gas as his wing portals also worked to try and keep the gas at bay, even though it still crept in at the corners. Meanwhile, whilst this spectacle of random immortal elemental powers was going on, the Huntsman would find that the portal Drake had previously thrown at him had stopped some way away and now returned silently, racing through the gas at a similar speed to before, aiming to slice through the demon's back while he wasn't looking. 


@Rurnur(can a portal be broken down? I mean you can't touch the sides cos the atom splits and wouldn't it just disappear into either face of it anyway? :3)

 

[Rurnur]

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"Hiding instead? No no, that won't do. You're just asking to be shown the full extent of my power!" Dymic laughed triumphantly, ignoring the damage which had been done to his soul and instead propelling himself forward with the mass of thick gases which still swirled around him. Approaching the barrier Drake had set up for himself, the Huntsmen ripped another gas-filled crystal sphere from his tattered robes, gripping it tightly as it's energy swirled around like a tornado, increasing in power. "Now then, cower as I- ah? Still trying those tricks again?" Dymic snarled and turned around briefly, feeling that similar energy rushing towards him from behind, this time however he was able to dodge the attack far more cleanly, seeing as he wasn't in the middle of using his smog ability. Grinning, he shifted his body to the side to avoid the incoming portal. Now that the portal had spent a good time encased in his gases, he was able to slow it down to a halt by surrounding it in the thick substance. Of course, these portals were no different to any other energy, and every energy is acceptable food for Dymic's gas, before long, the portal had closed up completely after being absorbed by the Huntsman's powerful energy. "There we go. Nothing is safe in this realm of gas, you'd do well to remember that." Dymic spoke arrogantly as he smashed the crystal ball against Drake's stone walls, the accelerated gas energy began forming into tendrils and quickly melting through the wall by "drilling" tiny holes in the material, eventually entering through the barrier where the toxic fumes started to accumulate, looking to pierce that Immortal's soul for the last time. @Destructus Kloud


(well it's all energy, and Dymic's gas ability is based around absorbing other energies)

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

Aquilo laughed "What world? This one is doomed to be destroyed, either by us or by you" he pulled his arm back as an arrow formed in front of him. When he released the arrow, he suddenly vanished. The arrow pierced through the Sentinel's attack and shot towards him. A second before it attacked, Aquilo suddenly exploded out of the icy surface of the arrow, his clawed fingers rushing towards Azal's armored form "No matter what you do, nothing will change. Mortals will always be food for us higher beings" the air around him crystalized as he moved through it towards the Sentinel.


@Rurnur