Battle report

[One battle plan, coming up.]
Information requested: combat solution against Akura Harmony.
Beginning report…

Now, you’re going to want to get right on this, because there’s a Striker
technique about six inches from your spine that will split you like a fish.
One thin edge of shadow, a line stretching from floor to ceiling,
approaches Lindon’s back. As it streaks away from Harmony, it cuts a line in
the floor.
That armor of his is the bloodline legacy of the Akura family. That’s an
advantage for us. He didn’t make it with his Path, so he doesn’t have full
control of it. He’s not supposed to use the full armor until Underlord,
anyway, so his movements will be wide.
The violet crystal armor encasing Harmony feeds on his madra. Lindon
can feel it in his spiritual perception; it’s draining Harmony’s spirit and most
of his attention. His core is on the edge of empty, and he has to Enforce
himself to even move.
That axe is an Underlord weapon too. He can’t bring out its power. Silly,
isn’t it? He thought of it as an emergency measure, but he would have been
better off taking a weapon he could handle. It will still take your head off,
though.
The binding isn’t active. Now, with all this information flowing through
him in one surge of images and emotions, Lindon can feel it. He’s shocked he
didn’t notice it before.
The weapon itself is still powerful, but Harmony can’t activate the
binding.
First, get rid of the Striker technique. Shouldn’t be too hard for you.
Lindon turns, the technique in his white arm activating, and he sweeps the
shadow-blade aside. His hand devours the madra, staining slightly dark.
Distract him. Throw sand at him or something.
The stolen madra vents into Harmony’s face, confusing his eyes and his
perception at once. Unshaped, the madra forms a handful of black needles.
The shadow and sword aspects fight one another, so they’re not deadly, but
they are a distraction.
Right, now block his blind strike.
The red-edged axe swings at him, and Lindon reaches for the haft. He’s
not fast enough. The axe cleaves through hand, arm, shoulder, blood spraying
into the air. The pain fades quickly as the cold haze of death closes in.
Er, sorry, I mean dodge it.
Lindon ducks, and the swipe of the axe passes over his head. He is
unharmed, and Malice is off-balance.
Disrupt his footing.
He reaches for Harmony’s armored ankle, heaving with a Burning Cloakempowered pull. It’s too soon for Harmony to steady himself, and he’s
hauled from his feet.
Take that weapon away.
Harmony’s spirit surges as his attention shifts from the fight to keeping
his armor from fading. His grip weakens.
Lindon’s hand of flesh closes around the haft of the axe, and he wrenches
it away.
When he hits the ground, he’ll strike out, so be prepared for that.
His back slams into the stone, and Harmony draws two diagonal lines in
front of his chest. An X-shaped cross of shadow blades slashes upward at the
place he last felt Lindon.
But Lindon has already moved. The Burning Cloak carries him beyond so
he stands over Harmony’s head.
You can’t crack the armor, but you can make it too expensive to keep on.
With both hands, Lindon lifts the axe over his head and plunges it down
on the crystal breastplate.
It strikes sparks without penetrating, but the burden of madra is too much
for a Truegold. The armor bursts into essence, purple light retreating back
into Harmony’s irises.
Watch out for your allies.
Arm-thick dragon’s breath roars from Orthos, and Lindon sidesteps. The
madra consumes Harmony’s body.
And that’s one dead enemy. It’s simple. It’s clean. And there’s only
minimal chance for failure and a horrific death.
Now, go out and do it.
Report complete.