Airagog
And all at once, the universe groaned.
Aermik looked to the queen, "I shall calm the men, you handle him." He sighed as he walked forward to where most of the fighting was happening, walking in between two men as they both accidentally swung at him, one sword burying itself deep in his stomach, the other his left arm. He cried out and looked to both men as he pulled first the sword from his stomach out, then the sword in his arm. The soldier of the fire kingdom dropped his weapon in horror as the gaping hole in Aermik's stomach closed, sealing itself as if he had never been penetrated. He continued walking forward to the center of the room, opting to take the force of every blow head on. Each time grabbing the blade and pulling it from his body with his bare hands. Soldiers began dropping their weapons as they saw how bloodstained his clothing became. One soldier screamed, "Monster!" and charged at Aermik, slashing him from his shoulder to hips. Aermik let out a gasp, falling to his knees as his blood sprayed out. He then grabbed the soldier's sword with his bare hands, cutting deeply and blood dripping as he yanked it out of the his hands. The soldier trembled as Aermik stood back up, internal damage no longer showing as fighting slowly began to stop as more and more saw the true power of "The Undying".
Swords had pierced his skin, severed bone, tendon, and even sliced entrails. Yet this man marched on. Thoughtless, determined, consumed, terrifying. Even more accented by the fact that he showed no attempt to fight back. Almost as though he had but a singular mission. The melee parted as the soldiers of the dark kingdom knew better than to stand in his way and the fire soldiers scrambling as it seemed all tales about the monster of Bellatrix were true. Aermik stuck his own sword in the ground, it clanging loudly through the room. "If there be man, demon, werewolf, shadow, or undead who wishes to fight, they may whet their appetite for violence against me!" He said outstretching his hands, looking to the entire room, "None of you have even so much as slowed my march! What chance have you against me when my sword is drawn?! I ask of you, is there any man foolish enough to attempt to fight me in my own home?" The soldiers stayed quiet as his booming voice echoed throughout the castle. "Hear my name and bend thine knees. For I am Aermik, The Undying! Those who are enemy to the one queen Bellatrix, speak now! Lest you invoke my wrath just as one of our own have today! Fear not kingdom of fire, for those who remain true to your cause and to ours, I promise you vengeance and repayment in the blood of the coward!" He said lifting his sword high, "But, I warn of you. Should any be so foolish as to raise their blade against me or my house, he will wish that death was the end." A hush quiet fell over the crowd as Aermik parted them away from Zelarous. He pointed to a lone soldier, shaking so hard his armor rattled, "You, you will fetch your king, you will tell him to bring his sword to deal with a most wretched fiend." The soldier scrambled on all four limbs, running away from Aermik, as if he had seen the reaper himself.
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@xEmoBunnehx @Raizel @Zelarous
Swords had pierced his skin, severed bone, tendon, and even sliced entrails. Yet this man marched on. Thoughtless, determined, consumed, terrifying. Even more accented by the fact that he showed no attempt to fight back. Almost as though he had but a singular mission. The melee parted as the soldiers of the dark kingdom knew better than to stand in his way and the fire soldiers scrambling as it seemed all tales about the monster of Bellatrix were true. Aermik stuck his own sword in the ground, it clanging loudly through the room. "If there be man, demon, werewolf, shadow, or undead who wishes to fight, they may whet their appetite for violence against me!" He said outstretching his hands, looking to the entire room, "None of you have even so much as slowed my march! What chance have you against me when my sword is drawn?! I ask of you, is there any man foolish enough to attempt to fight me in my own home?" The soldiers stayed quiet as his booming voice echoed throughout the castle. "Hear my name and bend thine knees. For I am Aermik, The Undying! Those who are enemy to the one queen Bellatrix, speak now! Lest you invoke my wrath just as one of our own have today! Fear not kingdom of fire, for those who remain true to your cause and to ours, I promise you vengeance and repayment in the blood of the coward!" He said lifting his sword high, "But, I warn of you. Should any be so foolish as to raise their blade against me or my house, he will wish that death was the end." A hush quiet fell over the crowd as Aermik parted them away from Zelarous. He pointed to a lone soldier, shaking so hard his armor rattled, "You, you will fetch your king, you will tell him to bring his sword to deal with a most wretched fiend." The soldier scrambled on all four limbs, running away from Aermik, as if he had seen the reaper himself.
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@xEmoBunnehx @Raizel @Zelarous
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