Embrace

Ah! How the world contorts and twists to the demand of the Shade- it was but a fragment of the Judges power, a weakened one at that! Yet the immense amount of anti-magical energies siphoned and raked across the illusionary castle- they were assaulted by both the stars and time itself, bending to the very whim of this Shade, the world buckling against her immense strength. There was a reason she was considered the Second Strongest in the trio of the Churcher's armada. But however, the shade was defeated by the combined might of the Loranthis forces, and the Imperfect, but not before five people fell to her strikes- but they would find themselves rising once again to face off.. No injuries would be sustained until the very end of the bouts. Rising, her body twists, bones snap into place- this illusion had.. Something physical beneath it, something that was clearly not an illussion. Silver blood was shed, dribbling across the floor whilst she grunts with minut annoyance. This time her hands clasp together as she huffs. "Ah! You're fortunate that I'm not here in the flesh, or it'd be your end! But but, I'm always up for a little game of cat and mouse, it's entertaining, all fit for a good lil chuckle." The gaze shifted, violet smog oozing from the open maw of the skeleton dancing besides it. Armies of old Loranthis began to pile in- Ranging from the Arbitators of Old, to the Glacium's darker colors and even that of the Duratus. Agent reminders which lingered upon the city. "But I know much, Imperfect. Possibly more then you ever shall about your pathetic little land. Ohoho, you shall suffer for your imputence- you war hungry mongrel! Bah, it's just like those damned Karkian's, always lusting for battle.." Annoyance! But it seems that the battle was not over yet...


With time on her side, Sophia had to fight one less thing to worry about, with her control over time she could put more of her focus on the being before her, one that they fought and appearen't wasn't there in person. Cowardly move in her opinion, using idle threats without being there to make them true, truthfully dissapointing.

With loud sigh Sophia rolled her shoulders befroe tightening the grip around her blade and soon lowering herself once more only to prepare for next fight, things didn't appear like they would get any easier, she didn't know how to react, other than to prepare more of hermana for the clash once more, sighing under her mask as she stared at the others and then at their opponents, knowing that they had to double their efforts in this situation.

Regreting the thought she narrowed her eyes and focused her thoughts around the entetiy they fought, forcefully creating desires of becoming as powerful as it was, allowing her envy to kick, overflowing her mind and body with new drive to fight, not caring how much of her it will consume this time, that wasn't important, not anymore.
(Sophia Ryozo)

The illusions of old were dispersed with the fall of the judge, her body clattering against the ground- but this time it seemed that the Imperfect earned its ire! For Balaraq had been bested! Perhaps the judge was as narrow-minded as its predecessor to focus solely upon the Imperfect... Even Casiel became an unsightly victim to the damages- however, once more.. Their bodies were forced to rise, to fight once again. In a way it was almost as if the Judge was... Merely entertaining them- or distracting them.

But the figure was damaged, beaten, bones had been twisted and snapped. To the point that glistening pale white bones were exposed from the skin of the judge's garb. However she twists upon her cloak, shifting uneasily. After all- she had come here for a single mission, and she was uncertain if her kindred had properly escaped.


"You're arrogant, aren't you? Truly! You believe you're fighting the real me? How.. Entertaining! Even that 'armada' was simply a portion of my power." She'd flex her knuckles, a hand gripping at her broken arm and snapping it into place. The blood seeping away, and the illusion fading over it- as if the injury did not exist.

"Hmph. I have little time to play games with you..." The being turned- as if she were going to leave...

If allowed to 'leave', it is likely the Shade will aid the escaping forces while this group is trapped in the illusions- and there wouldn't be a reward either! However if fought, who knows what sort of strength can be summoned if the Shade overexerts itself...

Another clash and more wounds which cleanse as time is reversed by the blood bender who sighs loudly, looking around and soon back at the creature they fought, feeling her own exhaustion. Curious of results of their actions the Ryozo takes a deep breath before closing her left eye and forcibly fueling it with her energy, resulting with black veins popping up all around it just as she opened her eye, revealing a bright crimson glow around its iris.

She used the eye to stare through Shade, narrowing her eye and soon cursing under her nose before deciding to lower herself and mumble quietly.  "Well ain't that getting interesting, wonder what this thing is planning with all of the power..."

Moments later she lowered herself once more, sighing quietly as she prepared herself once more, maintaining the envy and smiling in wikced manner as she prepared herself once more, though slowly getting exhausted.
(Sophia Ryozo)
They had choosen to stop the shade! Possibly a good decision in the long run. But the ire of the Judge was finally ticked- a faint twist of her feet as she turns to face the oncoming group preparing for battle. The body morphs- it twists, it jerks erratically as bones snap in an unearthly fashion. The flesh expanded till silver pustulent tumors began to grow from its body, snapping and twisting until she towered above them group.

Although it was not the true Judge, it was likely she was in control. Especially from the sudden spike in physical strength and magical prowess. The gaze even was far more massive- a skull the size of a horse, snapping its jaw open and shut as if it was willing to consume them whole. Tendrils of silver began to lash out against the battlefield, whipping violently as the ground shook and trembled beneath the mighty weight of the Judge's ire.

This, was likely something she had meant to save when facing her own city- her own target. However it looks as if the Loranthian's have forced her to use it far too early!

The mask twists open and reveals a massive singular eye, and a jaw hanging partially open, drool and spittle snapping from it alongside a silver tongue which draped open. The massive hands contorting into fists, slamming against the stone- causing it to slide and crackle against its weight.

"Arrogance, your minds will understand- I will force you to understand! Fffah!" A massive inhumane bellowing which rattled the world as it began to approach with heavy, unwavering steps.