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[08:22] Lila feels insecure in the chicken's presence.
(Lila)
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[08:22] Niclous Runeclaw says, "Holy cow.... Look at the size of that chicken."
[08:22] Lizbeth Gregoris is confident in her appearance, and thus does not care.
(Lizbeth Gregoris)
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[08:27] The rather large harpy has it's path blocked by several young humans. Her multiple wings bringing her to an abrupt stop as they jump in her path. It was unclear exactly where she was going, but she seemed to have something in mind.

However, being stopped was not something she was happy about, clearly evident by the scowl upon her face. Words were given to her to respond to, yet she did not. The war had left a bad taste in the demons mouth.

Or rather, it had left no taste in her mouth. No mana to gorge herself on, and no prey to test her talons against. And now, a rather mouthy one that didn't know it's place had strolled up to Abendrot looking to be a demon hunter.

The winds in the area begin to warp, a tempestuous wind surging in the area, ripping up the nearby foliage and making effective battering rams. If there were nearby houses, it could be certainly said that they would be caved in by the flying trees. Yet the demon was unfazed. Even as afew trunks ripped past her person.

"Now fall." She says, giving the trio little time to react as a kick is launched towards the one who spoke to her first. It would seem the harpy is hungry today.
(Gigames)
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[08:32] Lizbeth would stare at the harpy with a large grin, her pale yet oh so sickly looking skin shining ever so slightly with her mana. At first, it looked like illusory mana was dancing at her fingertips- a translucent web weaving it's way over her body. However: That soon proved to be an entirely incorrect case...

As wisps of black ichor overtook her form- her smile suddenly fading, and in it's place? Came an expression of neutrality. Her neck pulse a small amount, small black lines spreading across her skin in waves, making her already sickly form look far, far worse.

Yet: Lizbeth merely looked...
Neutral.

Monotone.

"We shall see."

Lizbeth's sword was then drawn from her back- her mana poisoning the very air that surrounded her. She was a small beacon- a lantern, filled from head to toe with a vile sense of corruption. Corruption that... lacked any true fuel.

A cold flame.

Between the small amount of time it took for Gigames to approach her- the girl had already moved forwards, aiming to cut into the Demon!
(Lizbeth Gregoris)
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[08:48] Lizbeth would start the fight out strong- for once. Her legs would bend ever so slightly- and she would burst forwards. Her blade would meet flesh- though, of course, the large harpie was incredibly strong in her own right, being able to avoid further damage via her use in wind magic.

The girl dashed and darted between the Demon's various torrents- with the Demon in question being able to strike and retaliate against her with just as much vigour as a beast of it's calibre respectively should- though, Lizbeth, for the first time, had an opening.

Whilst it may be strong- it had stamina, just as she did... And, through the use of her own occultic magic- and even a bit of her metaphysical magic? She managed to wear it down just a bit-- until!

SHING!

The girl dashed past the beast, her large blade cutting through it's thigh- extending the gash all the way down to it's calf-- before she skidded past it, exhausted in her own right.

"Yep... Demons're… Fuckin' scary." The girl panted, laughing a small bit.

It appeared that she was out of steam- perhaps the Demon could use this as a chance to escape?
(Lizbeth Gregoris)
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[09:01] The harpy was clearly angry, that much was clear. A withdrawal of sorts coursing through their veins. They had not eaten enough mana. Not nearly enough. Their evolutions were coming slower and slower. They needed to be stronger, to fight and kill. Absorb as much mana as possible.

It is with that single minded conviction, and almost animalistic barrage of attacks are unleashed upon the young Gregoris woman. The fury of the storm manifest in a single demon. The ground ripped apart by the raging tempest, kicks and raw occultic mana.

If the demon had been more focused, more in control of it's anger, it might've been able to control it's winds better. Buffet the child before it could even get close. But here they were. And there the sword was. Cut cleanly through the leg of the Harpy.

If Gigames were a demon that used her legs to travel, such a wound might've been crippling, even life ending. But for one with four proud wings. Something like this was only a momentary distraction.

With the apparent exhaustion of her opponent... The demon soars into the sky, it's next target already decided. The beastkin is assaulted by those same winds. A spray of black ichor from the daemoness leg threatening to blind his vision as it charges.
(Gigames)
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[09:06] Nic's gaze rested on the soaring harpy as it would take flight, it's attention snapping to himself from Liz. "Well, time to have some fun I guess."

His hand lifted back to grab hold of his staff and pull it forth, the weapon on it's last leg from it's year's of use and no longer able to be a conduit for the boy's magic. Niclous would then step forward, his snow white fur becoming as black as night. His body now completely encased in the shadow's he moved darting to one spot of shade to the next.

Bolt's of lightning and ravenous winds aiming to knock the harpy from the air and bring them that much closer to the wolf. Slowly his right eye would open reveling a high concentration of mana surging forth from it. A black flame lit ablaze on Nic's face was shown, the accumulation of the sleepless nights and countless nightmares adding to the eye's power that was now melded into his socket.


(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[09:14] {Won Dangerous RPB against Gigames}
[09:14] ** Niclous Runeclaw has inflicted an injury upon Gigames. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (2 days)") **
[09:18] {LONG DISTANCE FROM: Velma Za'Rach}: Velma Za'Rach's Letter To Niclous Runeclaw, 2038. Not opened on arrival.
[09:26] Nic would move with the wind at his back, using the very shadow's and waves of sound to aid in his movements. At first the ranger was evenly matched with the demon. Them going blow for blow with the Oookami, as time went on however Nic's mastery over the very element that the Demon used would win him the battle. His lightning smashing through the harpy's wall of winds and stunning them.

With this brief moment in time Nic used this chance to close the gap, moving with speed and elegance from shadow to shadow and across the grassy plains of the battlefield. Jumping over and through various stream's of wind and occult energy to make it to his target.

Upon reaching the demon he thrusted his hand forth, utilizing his lightning magic to stun the demon creature once more and bring it down to the ground. Once laid out upon the ground Niclous stepped over Gigames thinking back now as for the last time he was wounded. The paranoia it had caused him and the doubts it had caused him.

Though he was no master at the art's of metaphysical magic he still knew the limits of what his eye could accomplish. Staring forth into Gigames's right eye with his own artificial orb he would craft an overlay onto their eye. It's basis being simply to make the chicken see things that were not really there to hope and instill a sense of unease.

Knowing that such a thing would last a few day's at most the ranger then walked off from standing over the demon. Though they had been defeated the man still had a bit of pride as a warrior not wanting to continue this fight anymore. Had they only fought Niclous things may have turned out to have a different outcome but for now the ranger aimed to leave the area with the two he had come with.
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[09:31] Felt the last bit of light from his prayer fade.
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[09:31] Niclous Runeclaw says, "..."
[09:32] Gigames was a blood starved beast. Engaging in combats it probably wasn't going to win in the first place, against foes who were most likely stronger than it. But that was the point.

As it fought, the winds kicked up more and more mana from the opponents. Strong and filling mana, good enough to serve as a meal for the daemoness. Black tendrils of raw mana being absorbed as she fought, madly cackling at the chance to finally have a fulfilling fight. The first in months.

Even as the demon lost the battle, it smiled wickedly. It could feel the next stage of it's growth coming on. The ripples of tainted mana changing her body into something stronger, better and faster.

With the illusions coming into view around her, she takes to the skies. The tornado formed around her personage finally dying down. The last bits of raw mana being slurped up greedily by her body.

The harpy soars in the air back towards the tainted city at the base of Mount Pavonis. Using the clouds as cover for it's retreat.
(Gigames)