Churl
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Okay. It looks like throwing this spear at Yimor would really help the other gods out._________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
PVP:
YIMOR VS OCAERIL, HELSA, TIAMAT, KURANTSE, and ICKOL
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(Light Blue = Buffed HP | Dark Red = Depleted HP)
Fire engulfed the hall of the gods, blinding the gods briefly before the flash of light faded out, revealing that the flames had, in fact, damaged nothing and been almost immediately snuffed out. The gods also felt no pain, including Yimor, who was unaffected by Kurantse's price. Ocaeril did not, in fact, fire spheres made of his own spiritual energy at Yimor. Rather, he had emitted a few whisps of chakra that fizzled almost immediately and only served to coat the marble floors with Ocaeril's own vital life force. As Yimor flew away, several of the gods nearly caught a glimpse of his face, which was, for whatever reason, shrouded behind a black curtain labeled "CENSORED". After fleeing the hall, Yimor floated towards the planet, currently about 10% of the way there, while Ickol, having failed to see the face of Yimor up until he fled the hall, leaving her with a considerable headache, beheld another being circling the hall. Out of nowhere, a bolt of black lightning struck her in the chest, knocking her away as the owl-like creature swooped over her, flying after Yimor at considerable speeds.
Ocaeril:
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Tiamat:
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Ickol:
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Kurantse:
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Helsa:
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YIMOR DROTH:
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Shame she’s in the mood for some poultry.
Lifting the hammer, Ickol leaps into space, smashing into reality again and again to propel herself forward and jabbing the Spear at Dark Narus.