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[06:09] The words of her kin were heard loud and clear. It was becoming quite obvious that they may have had the bad hand in the current conflict...this was something that Riful knew could easily be reversed with the right plan and timing...

Emerald eyes turn over to the ocean. Seemingly soothed by it's sounds, the serpent would offer a response to Terminus via telepathy.


"Plan for the future...well, firstly I would have to gather those under myself and become a lord...then I plan on moving further west where I will settle and raise a colony. Thus slowly increasing our influence over the land. From there? We will spread like wild fire."


Another smile on the feminine face of the serpent...before pausing to turn around. Eyes fell upon the stairs at what seemed to be a wanderer?


Telepathy ensued, "Are you lost?...unfortunate, if so." A slight approach taken to inspect them closely, no sudden moves were made yet there was simply a feeling in the air of malicious intent. Riful wouldn't hesitate to devour those of the mortal realm, especially if it put her closer to her goals.
(Riful)
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[06:12] The boy having been making his rounds through the lands would come across two demon's conversing on the beach but to him it looked like there were just simply there. "Tch.. So much for a nice walk."

The boy reaching back for his bow that rested on his back and drawing it forth, looking onto the demon as he held it in his left hand. "Unfortunate huh.."

The boy said not really sure what else he could say but he knew more or less what was about to come. Letting his body relax or at least try to he formed an arrow of electricity in his hands and notched his bow. "We gonna dance then or we just gonna talk?"

A deep yellow stare was held on Riful as he would wait for the answer.
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[06:18] The emerald eyes of the being locked to the boy...the bow was retrieved and this alone was enough of an answer for the serpent. Telepathy sent out towards his mind would be his answer.


"Then dance we shall, but just know it will all be futile. You are simply a stepping stone in my path to power...in my path of glory. Blocking me from my pedestal."


A swing of the creatures tail would lash out towards the boy initiating the dance.

"You'll learn your place soon enough, mortal."
(Riful)
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[06:26] {Won Dangerous RPB against Riful}
[06:26] ** Niclous Runeclaw has inflicted an injury upon Riful. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (2 days)") **
[06:33] The Ranger in training would unleash his arrows at the creature, letting them fly fast across the distance of the two making It so he was easily able to slip in close to the serpent. His wind and thunder causing confusion along with many openings for him to strike. With each arrow he fired it was hard to tell if he would pop out from it of it was aimed at Riful each one becoming more of a guessing game. Though a few spell's managed to grave Nic as he danced around the battlefield the young ookami boy would soon come out on top.


Tackling the snake to the ground before notching two arrow's onto his bow string and then sending them for the main part of the serpents body. The arrows digging deep into their scales as the smell of searing flesh filled the boy's nostrils.

"You were wrong, your nothing more then my stepping stone.

A snap of his finger's would then be heard as a loud boom of thunder generated from the boy. The force causing the serpent to be flung away into the tree line. Nic then setting his sight's on the demon that was on the sidelines and then turning away. "Your next."

He said as he started to walk off to the east as if he had come to deliver some cryptic warning to the duo. Though he had no intention of fighting on today he made it known that the two demons before him were marked for his prey just like the storm dragon was.
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[06:43] And so the battle raged on, noticing almost instantly she was outmatched...the serpent was forced to play the long game and quickly changed to the defensive. So much power in such a young one, though they were probably both about the same age for their races respectively.


A hiss was released at the sound of the thunder and the arrows attempts at piercing her 'Perfect' Body. The trees rumbled and shook...a hard battle fought. But in the end, Niclous would be victorious.


Being tackled to the ground and pierced by the arrows was a first for the demon. No other prey had ever put up so much of a fight...was this what they meant by the mortals currently had the upper hand? Perhaps.


Upon defeat, a quick regaining of balance was taken by Riful to set her eyes upon the one who dealt the blow. Inspired more now than ever to devour them.


"This will not be forgotten, you may have won this battle but your defeat is imminent...thoughperhaps you will only realize this once your cold body is within my grasp."


A cold gaze, "It is a terrifying thing, to be in the hands of the westward serpent." Then slithering off through the tree's. Her job had been finished, for now...and a little more power gained.
(Riful)
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[06:44] The Mega-class did not stir from its beach-side gaze. The washing of the rolling waves were oddly soothing -- The simplistic matters of life here in the mortal world. Perhaps, this was why humans liked to idle along the shoreline.

As the serpent said her piece, he could feel another presence encroaching. Yet, he still did not stir... Callous of it outright.
The telepathic chatter of his kin did not reach him anymore, which -- judging from the human he -did- hear speaking? -insinuated that they were distracted.

A hum of simple disapproval murmured from Terminus, crossing his arms as he listened on the human's end -- The only audible end to the open ears abroad, unless the serpent was being open in their telepathic speech to all nigh.

"Another Lord amongst the many that strive for power and lordship? Surely, you will find yourself not only with adversity from mankind? -but that of contesting of our own kin.

I would ask what makes you different however..." He turned his head to witness a brawl had already started playing out behind him.
"I'd say, I am fearful that query would lead me... Nowhere, for the moment."
He took back to his silence as the battle played out further, daring to take to a monologue.

"Have you not considered that several have already started a Lordship of sorts, clans even? They already have taken dominion of the west alongside Witches. That -is- Abendrot, after all."

A gust of wind blasted by his back, with the crackle of lightning soon looming, further away? A sigh, and he'd reluctantly break from his beach-watching to start on his trek after the two. The boom of thunder reigned from above as he neared the new centerpiece of the battle-scene.

The source of the ruckus: The newly forged battleground scathed by the occult, flood damage and lightning burn spots.

"That's not to say you're hopeless." He claimed, eyes searching to eventually fall upon Riful now.
"--rather, to distinguish yourself... Consider, something to set yourself apart. Humanity use their faith in their Gods... I've found such, to be something we particularly lack. No common goal... All of us, fighting them and ourselves for a glory none of us could reach through wrath, spite and fear alone."

The odds of anyone following the entire monologue throughout the battle was likely slim, but Terminus clearly assumed highly of his kin to prove capable. Perhaps, even the human could follow along...

"Which leads me to my own vision... Perhaps, I could help you." He was approaching the fallen with eyes of mild disappointment. Surely, the possibility of him being capable of holding his own any better was strongly thrown into question, yet-- given the circumstances, it was unlikely that there was a choice in the matter.

"I'm next?" The demon retorted with quizzical inclination. "--to be your stepping stone? To where, I might ask... " Terminus adjusted his posture, distant albeit looking down upon the human teen with outright condescending mannerism.

"--to become... A psychopath? A homeless murderer? A God-King aspirant that rises to nothing? Who are you, but a wandering magi with a weapon, with dreams that lead him nowhere but the shadows of his own bloodthirsting lords.

You fight... For nothing..." The creature advanced a single step.
"You boast... For nothing..." Ebonic ichor hissed and bubbled from the contours of their muscularity.
"Where I, stand... For something… An End to tyranny: A savagery your humanity forced upon my kin.

I am a concept, you could never dream to par to..."
The glare from the creature was unmoving and absolute. Behind it -- Hatred for all that Niclous was.

The personality... Their appearance...
Their magic... Their race...
The fact that they breathed in his presence...
That they could talk, walk... Even think...
It ached at his every fiber.

"That, is why I Hate you... Human."



(Terminus)
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[06:50] The demon who had come to be on the sidelines for the fight between Nic and Riful had come to question his motives. A loud chuckle was then heard from Nic as the demon went on to mention gods and beliefs. "No such things are why I am here today, just here to simply do what you lot have done to me. Nothing more, nothing less and for the record. I'm a wolf not a damn human."

With that being said he continued on, feeling the tension of magic begin to grow behind him but not sure if he would pay it any real mind. Having fought the serpent he had no interest in weak prey for the time being. This to him was nothing more then a test for himself to see if his training had produced results.
(Niclous Runeclaw)