Seven Sisters Tower Challenge 02: Rhulan

Each of the Seven Sorceress sisters is presented with a challenge: A tower is placed before them, it is filled with monsters and a villainous king stands in the highest room. The challenge is to defeat this tower and all within it.

    A hot wind blows through her dark blood red hair, her black and red cape fluttering about in the breeze as her dark blue eyes gaze upon the desolate land before her and the tower standing like a tombstone for this land of death.

  "So then" says Rhulan, her dark red lips parting as she places her hands upon her black shadow cloth clad hips, "this is my challenge? Huh...so this thing is full of monsters and teasure?,"

  She shrugs as she aims her hand forword and shouts out, "Chaos Blast!"

  The red beam that violates reality as it passes decimates the bottom floors of the tower, the king and the beasts within are caught off guard as the structure collapses and topples over.

  As the dust settles Rhulan smirks, "There we are, now any monster or monsters strong enough to survive that may just be worth my time...and any magical treasure...."

  She narrows her eyes as the cursed king of this tower and few mini-boss type monsters scurry from the wreakage. However the Sorceress of the Storms is busy doing a mental inventory and stops and nods her head about before saying, "Actually you know what...this was all a set up...so...eh....screw it."

  She crosses her wrists and chants something unhearable by mortal ears and un-spellable using Roman letters or any language known to humans before saying in a translatable tongue, "I call the Sylph Queens to Dance and decimate the land! Cyclone of the Heavens!"

  A massive tornado descends upon the rubble and the surviving monsters sucking both mortar and monster into the air. As they spin about trapped in the un-natural vortex Rhulan levitates in the air. She stops nearly at cloud level as she stops and taps her foot upon nothing summoning forth a large black lace like arcane circular sigil. With the bases of her thumbs together she aims her palms at a spot before her on the sigil, a black flame erupts there. In an instant the flame spins clockwise forming a wring of black flames. Thrusting her arms into the air, the flames spin and grow into a massive cyclone of dark fires. High above the clouds the spinning flames form the head of a celestial dragon with antlers and red glowing eyes. It spins and slithers through the clouds increasing in size many times over. It unleashes a hellish roar before descending from the clouds, now many, MANY times larger than it had once been it swallows up the massive cyclone beneath it, like one snake swallowing another. It crashes into the ground exploding in a tsunami of deathly flames, effectivly wiping the cursed land clean. For all this devistation the flames might as well be a gentle breeze as they cascade around the descending figure of Rhulan. Upon landing the flames subside revealing a grey and black soiled desert with a crater in the center.

  Rhulan raises her hand to the sky, spinning it about gently, forming a great thunder cloud above her. In a moment and crack of thunder, which she summoned seemingly for her own amusement, a torrent of rain comes down. In this storm the great Sorceress dances and sings calling forth small cyclones, wind blasts, lightning, explosions of various elements, and summoning forth various monstrous vines and erupting trees from the ground. When morning comes where once had been the crater that had one been a tower there now stands a lake, around which is an oasis of vegetation and many smaller ponds and streams of the night's storm.

  Rhulan crosses her arms and smiles as she floats into the air, vanishing, having brought forth destruction and creation.