The Albino Dragon Part 1

[18:13] Sees the one that they want - and also sees the person with the dragon horns and wings.

They simply looked at them, knowing what they were planning, knowing what they were doing, and most importantly knowing that he had to handle them entirely.

"A dragon and a dragon - alright."
(Anikos Cirillo)
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[18:16] Even now, as the stars in the skies above twinkles so lovingly, he finds peace. An inner peace that seems to stem from the prospect of knowing who, and where he was.

No hesitation in him. This calm, it feels very good, very fine. The poor souls ahead seem to not find him peering at them, but he smells it. He can smell them all, this. . fear, possibly.

The Hellcat slowly grins and lowers his stare. From the stars to the morsels. Even from back here he can spot them all, each one individually.

"Oh you're all so fucked. I'm hungry."
(Seequor)
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[18:16] …

Ryohr steps forward, heavy footfalls that bring him to the congregation of Knights and the Light.
A hand grasps at the staff on his back as that fine, occultic mist resonates through the air. An unescapable fog.

With an outstretch of that very same staff, it's red crystal edge ends upon Maria Masters.

"We meet again," there's a pause as those words escape, then a rash, brash orange-black flame escapes the confinds of their being and consumes them in this hellish fire.

The ground erodes, trees wither and battle begins. Ryohr brings their staff down and the air above Maria comes in a crushing wave.
(Ryohr)
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[18:16] Ryohr swings his staff down, sending gravity upon Maria Masters.
(Ryohr)
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[18:18] Dangerous climates.

Humans which had followed abominations.

Amidst such a congregation had come a second of pause. Silence which so swelled from this monster having echoed across this sickening isle. Corruption which had so come in the form of Moonlit stardust soon beckoning the call of this demon.

"... Humans who have come to the isle of monsters. Humans who have chosen to be snapped in two by demon alone." Came the voice of such a monster, muscles beneath their Kimono all beginning to swell and build. Demonic power coursing throughout those very veins.

Sights settled upon no one in particular, moving without a second thought on such a matter.

"Kill them all."

That blade drawn and with it coming that sickening and repulsive echo. The sounds of Artellyan steel which so cried outwards and beckoned for just that much more.

Accompanied by the moving of flesh, by eyes which peered upon those that sought their own demise.

Hundreds that so lined this blade, eager and willing to strike.

Moving without a second of hesitation, the blade of Douma struck through those darkened forests.
(Douma)
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[18:18] Roaming.

Throughout the island the trio went, soon coming across a rather larger gathering that he hadn't expected to run into, eyes looking around through the gathering before pausing on his target.

"You."

A single word left his parted lips as an index-finger rose to point out Bijel, cosmic light showering Serafim in an ethereal glow as he took steps forward to engage the man.

Bones protruded from skin, already he was dashing across the grounds with an action soon following.

Serafim's fist reared backwards.
(Serafim)
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[18:18] And off they were! To somewhere. Lavinia wasn't entirely sure what the destination was other than it was called Ester. Teamed with her Supreme and a hooded figure. Lights off, they were going to be extra sneaky about it, yes.

Until it'd fall on its ass and everyone would converge at one point. The light and the dark, making one nice fat mess. Now that was going to be fun!

Now, dark wings extended to cast quite the mighty shadow against the lightborn enemies she had just encountered with her group. Emerald eyes focused on one in particular. A male that had the audacity to leer at her!

"You're a dragon? Wouldn't have thought. No wings. No scales. Though the eyes. Mmm. I see."

Palm presented forward, she allowed for a little occultic light-show as her other hand reached for her kanabo-like weapon.

"How do y'wanna do this, albino dragon?"
(Lavinia Walters)
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[18:19] Shadows continued ahead like smoke and lingered behind the group in long, curtained blankets of darkness that made the night's own depths pale in comparison. The Supreme kept some Moonfallen close while she herself rode atop her shadow; a dark, black wolf with antlers, a phantom of what a demon could be, but not one in the flesh.

Lights from up ahead marked the Osronans. 'Typical..' Ana thought, 'Traipsing everywhere with their lights bright and visible.'

Demons emerged from the treeline, along with other occultists and servants of the dark. The prize was not yet found, but blood was soon to spill, and Ana was intent on finding her own piece among the great and violent pie.

The witch descended into her shadows, and was soon nothing more than a plume of smoke firing through the forest, searching for a target...
(Anabelle Lockwood)
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[18:19] Slithering along throughout the woodlands, she follows behind the ivory and ebony spiders. Casually sprouting tainted flora in her wake. Aiming to spread her virus as far as it can reach, and force the fields to shift to her liking.

The deeper they travel, the more scents and smells she tastes, until arriving to a large congregation. Where some of her ilk are eager, she doesn't display such a demeanor. Seequor's hunger, Douma's desire to genocide, both are appreciated. Both, capable of being put to use, to enact her truest goal.

Tear down the borders, tear down the walls, and return all to nature.

Rather than strike, she slithers around, weaving through the trees. Waiting to see if one is as eager as the others...

To try her.
(Veles)
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[18:20] Bijel made his way alongside Seequor and Lukas, nothing much to be found here except the usual - he did hear of Orsonans making their appearance around the isles, therefore, he needed to get the job done - it was an all out gurellia warfare in the woods. Let's just hope the trees don't speak Vietnamese this time.

Bijel's gaze turns to Shrike, Robin and Gaylnn - yeah all three of them were powerful.

"Lookie there, if it ain't the Light Clique."

His attention is pinned towards Sefrim - yeah, this wasn't going to end up fine for the cosmic magi - the Wolf merely had his sword over his shoulder, swinging back once the bones made their way towards him.

"In the Moon's light I shall show you the truth." Bijel's cosmic, hints of corruption merely sprouting out from his visage as the Stardust from the Night's Sun was evolvin through him - if this was the way to use such magic, it was now, to qulldown the numbers of those who follow the false stars.
(Bijel Volk)
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[18:20] Bijel Volk whispers something.
[18:20] Anabelle shoots forward, aiming to collide with none other than the Commander of the City Watch.
(Anabelle Lockwood)
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[18:21] Holy Stars this was a lot of fucking Demons.

Strolling through the Occult-tainted lands of the island the Commander grumbles to himself. This was, truly, a terrible time to be alive... But it was his duty to stand beside the finest of Osrona as part of the City Watch.

With his blade drawn at the ready, a light hum held in his throat as Iberl's light shone around him, and Serafim?

They were already off swinging.

A gentle shrug of his shoulders is given towards the Fenrir that had joined their excursion. "Doesn't matter who you swing on... Long as you're swinging for the better of Osrona?

Then I'm by your side."

Raw mana streams down the side of his blade as he tries to pick out someone in the literal mass before him...

Oh-- There came Anabelle. With a wide grin he'd reel his sword on back, ready to collide with the Lockwood.
(Caelus Lunaris)
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[18:22] They already happened into their other groups, all just before stumbling into a rather large group of the Demon forces.. Their blade erupts from their sheathe, a golden glow explodes from the weapon.

"We've come to shed a bit of light is all.." Golden miasma seeps from them and rises into the air, a massive armored Titan shaping itself into a very solid construct.

His stance taken, he charges, aiming for the ivory-haired Demon. They could only hope their light would see them through this, for the light of the world, and for the hope of the future.

A red bottle raised, they prepare for combat, with Yalmavanta.
(Galynn Sulis)
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[18:22] Their blade swings towards Galynn, Moonlight accompanying each movement. Inbetween passing a burger to Anabelle.
(Douma)
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[18:22] Ashe Lieyan whispers something.
[18:22] .
(Galynn Sulis)
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[18:22] The chaotic event was quite peaceful...

The woods were alive and yet so at ease.

But as Robin's group advanced there'd be a shuffling, before an unimaginably strong stench of the occult would find itself coming to light.

Normally there'd be apprehension here with so many Demons.. But it didn't seem to matter at all to the Exarch, with so many here? He'd simply draw his lengthy claymore and look directly at the Demon directing the deaths of his people.

There wouldn't be a finality without a fight.. And if this was simply how the Light needed to show it's resurgence? Then he'd simply need to shine past this limitation.. past this situation and pierce through this thick veil of darkness.

"Osrona… People tired o' this evil..

If ya ain't want to live in fear o' the shadows any longer..?

If ya want to make a difference, an' reclaim these lands from these demons tha' appeared from almost nowhere...?

If you've ever wanted to surpass what it means to be prey....

fight"

A careening light would flash like a comet towards Douma… no fear.
(Robin lux Queen)
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[18:22] "Let's not ask that many questions, shall we? There's no reason to get in the middle of wondering when to do it. Just. Do it."

The lizard eyes, they were starting to come in. The blade already coming across as it starts to swing with the ambitions that was there. To put down, and to subdue. And even meant fighting the others that were there afterwards, then so be it.

But by the swinging of the blade, it was more than evident that he was slowing down the very sequence of events itself. Only to then walk over to the horned, ghost-horned drakanite woman.
(Anikos Cirillo)
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[18:22] He's going for Douma, amidst the darkness.
(Robin lux Queen)
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[18:28] ** Anikos Cirillo has inflicted an injury upon Lavinia Walters. ("Permanent Injury", "Permanent Injury", "Permanent", "Severity: MODERATE (-10 Vit)") **
[18:40] The battle - it was more than dangerous than anything. The amount of damage that was coming across was terrifying and dangerous. However, there was nothing that was stopping him from getting close. The more that they got close, the more that it was comparative what the half dragon and the full dragon was capable of.

The dragon that he could've been, that was something that he inspired to be. One day, he will achieve that amount of power in the type of the time laps, and as such, he will simply take a moment and breathe.

The chains that started to come? He would embrace it entirely within the fabrics of his mind and start to chain and move it entirely. And then, with that being stated and fixed, he was able to tell the sequence that was coming across.

That was when he opened his eyes, letting his sword be embraced by the sequence of it. And when it started to come across, he was more than ready. He desired it.

The two - clashed in the middle of the battle. And with every single slash that came across the blade, he would smile and continue to forward time with every breath moment the two had a second to take a breather.

However, that was when it became evident - Lavinia's tail that swooped in and came across towards his torso. It made him wince, and it made him let out a hum as he took just a brief moment. "Ow... ow... ow..."

A little hint of coughing, and a little bit of bleeding from the mouth. And that was when he slowed down time to cease the bleeding to grip the tail with the right hand, and with his left, he slashed it down the center - leaving the edge cut cleaned off and bleeding.

Following that? He slashed at them with enough pressure from the wind to push them away from the trees - subduing them.
(Anikos Cirillo)
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[18:48] * You have been awarded 1 Roleplay Points! *
[18:49] The was a particularly nasty endeavour on Lavinia's part to take down the opponent. Less so malicious than a simple desire to end this quickly so she could better look into what made this drakanite tick. Get it, because time magic? Anyway, it seemed there wasn't going to be much time wasting here.

At first, it felt like Lavinia could get the upper hand, utilizing the very essence of the dark to try and ensnare her victim. Until, of course, his enemy would have a second one and blitz through her robust, Nyeshk-like scales.

At the peak of this confrontation, however, would be the ultimate turning point. Both parties exchanging blows, going hit-and-run, and assaulting each other until one would fall. Her tail was particularly efficient at assaulting her enemy in ways he couldn't predict so easily. When she thought she had him, well . . .

"Heh. Give me some more of that essence, lil' albino dragon. I wanna see, if you're as holyas your comrades."

His life force was being siphoned, but it seemed she was trying to rip something even more from him. A dreadful and malignant force befell Anikos at this moment, but it would not have the most drastic of effects on him.

"Let's see h- ARGH!"

BOOM, an blast of air she had not predicted. The shock was enough to properly her further back and shatter many of her scales on her torso. With her unprotected back hitting a thick tree, Lavinia was unable to breathe properly or sit up straight. God that hurt.
(Lavinia Walters)
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[18:52] Well, seeing that his fight was decently over, he simply took a breather - however, the fact that he still had this horrible thing on him was enough to slow him down a good amount. However, that was when he saw Serafim, handless.

And his gaze focused on the next target, only holding it and humming as he swings the blade once again.

"You..."

He remembered where they came from, and he simply rushed him.
(Anikos Cirillo)
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[18:54] Aaaaand, her tail was cut! Just as she could barely move at this point, her opponent's final assault was going to be quite the nasty one.

"AHHHHHHH!!"

She screeched, clenching the stump of her black, blood pissing tail. Backing up despite her overall injuries, the Drakanite seemed furious!

"YOU . . . BITCH! AARRRRGGGHHHHH!"

A bit of hyperventilation later, and she was making herself smaller, back hunched, sweaty and definitely humbled.

"Fuckin' . . . Albino! Heh, she'll forgive me though yes . . . Heh."

And with that, run run.
(Lavinia Walters)
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[18:54] Lavinia is missing half a tail, looking sweaty and furious.
(Lavinia Walters)



---After the Event---

[23:12] Lavinia Walters says, "Another Dragon."
[23:12] Lavinia Walters says, "Mister Bijel narrowly defeated him."
[23:12] Ryan Speranza asks, "...He just took your tail?"
[23:12] Lavinia Walters says, "He sliced it off when she clashed."
[23:13] Lavinia Walters says, "It is what decided the battle."
[23:13] Daemia Hexis says, "Ah, more Dragons."
[23:13] Ryan Speranza says, "Shitty. Wish I would've been able to go. "
[23:14] Lionas Sunsphire says, "Not worry."
[23:14] Lavinia Walters says, "That one had no scales."
[23:14] Lionas Sunsphire says, "Will split on his head like the budding flower in spring."
[23:14] Lavinia Walters says, "But his eyes were of my kind."
[23:14] Lionas Sunsphire says, "Many pieces."
[23:15] Lavinia Walters says, "No, you will not."
[23:15] Daemia Hexis says, "I wonder if it was the one I intend to subvert for my purposes."
[23:16] Lavinia Walters says, "White hair. Uses air blasts. Tries to decay my scales."
[23:16] Daemia Hexis says, "Ah, Anikos."
[23:16] Daemia Hexis says, "Yes, worry not. He'll dance along to the strings I've woven into him."
[23:16] Lavinia Walters asks, "You've conquered him?"
[23:16] Daemia Hexis says, "Mentally, yes."
[23:16] Lavinia Walters says, "Right."
[23:16] Ryan Speranza says, "Huh."
[23:16] Daemia Hexis says, "I just had to say the right things and he seemed eager to find out and follow."
[23:17] Lavinia Walters says, "Well, now I have unfinished business with this Anikos."
[23:17] Lavinia Walters says, "And you are not touchin' 'em, Lionas."