AceofRoses
Mostly void, partially stars
The pale eyes widened even as Vincent danced back from the spire. His foot slid though, the angel's wings clicking without a whole lot of conscious thought, carrying him up into a hover that seemed entirely unaffected by the limited space. At least until he had to dodge again. The spire. Vincent didn't bother even trying to dodge. Instead he snapped up his hand. Something almost like fire poured from his fingers. Brilliant white, it spread into a shield of heat, trails of it circling around Vincent's feet. Not that he planned on staying still, especially with claws coming at him. Instead he ducked down, the attack passing close enough to take strands of hair. He came back up with the sword in both hands, a lunge into something of a block or a slash.Demonhunter said:Will groans as he was hit. Somthing wild sparked in him. Somthing primal. The temprature in the room began to drop rapidly as his energy pushed heat away, magic begining to take effect completely against Will's wishes. The ground seemed to be getting slicker but Will had no trouble with it. He got back up, foot hitting the ground and a large spire of ice shot from the ground right at the angel, the ground crackled as it froze over and the temprature seemed to drop even more. He snarls lunging again, another spire following, but this time he went more for the left than going straight. He was working of pure instinct, forgetting all he knew about real combat.
Zero growls. A wendigo with ice powers. What a pain...
Hey! If you're going to be on this team, you're going to have to tollerate us! Theres three of us here and-AH! Zero had gotten tired of hearing the demon yamer on about her being weary of demons. She had removed an iron daggar from her boot and had staked it clean through Isroh's hand and staking it to the bench. Isroh screams, not jerking away, but in too much pain to remove the daggar. Do you never shut up? I know that. But I do warn you, watch yourself. I've never been in a fight with any demon that walked away with all their limbs. You would be no different. And about the devil on your team, I plan on having a very long discussion about just how disgustingly inappropriate her choice in mates is. Poor human's probably so deep under that harpie's spell H-
Isroh had managed to remove the daggar, nursing his wounded hand. That is enough out of you and you will do no such thing. They are happy and there is nothing you can do about it! You hate demons so much you refuse to confront your own!
Zero lifts an eyebrow, watching the fight for a moment. We fight next... and you won't walk away... Care to join chicken wing? She growled, shooting him an icy glare that screamed murder.
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