Vortex 6

[03:34] Ray Invidia says, "Ah, perfect."
[03:34] Inanis asks, "Hm?"
[03:34] Ray Invidia asks, "Now, remember when you attacked myself and my friend?"
[03:35] Ray Invidia exclaims, "You best run now. Chaahaa!"
[03:35] Inanis asks, "I attacked you?"
[03:39] His fists ignite, as flame coil his arms.

Inanis had the nerve to not even remember what he'd done to Jack and Ray during that one day. "A shame, you don't even remember the day you attacked us for literally no reason." From the soles of his feet came flames as he forced himself into the air!

"No time for negotiation. You are one of Sors' dirty creations and no matter what you need to be rid from this world."

Evil spirits.

Brough to this world by Sors, only to cause sheer chaos and nothing more. He seeks to chase this one, and hopefully catch him to deliver a beating. "You'll regret messing with me in the past. I'm a different man now!"

"God Flame Awakening!: Intro Freestyle!"

He'd struggle, as those familiar small wings born of fire bleed from his back once more. "Let's dance!"
(Ray Invidia)
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(Ray Invidia)
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[03:46] Inanis honestly had no recollection of whom the person standing before him was not even the slightest he stood perplexed for a moment but when he saw the sudden ignition of flames his eyes flickered upwards to quickly avoid the assault on him.

"Not sure who you are kid, But if you dare speak of my binder that way I'll make you suffer for it." A windstorm of hatred and malice was summoned forth and the Nethradin spewed violent currents of screaming winds towards the boy.

The aura of wraiths would be drawn out once more, Their yearning for violence and suffering spilling into the realm of the Living given life to manifest their combined hatred by utilizing Inanis power. The Nethradin had a few things up his sleeve now, He wouldn't be just a push over to anyone anymore.

"I'll let you feel it, All the hatred and violence and anger I've been keeping pent up for these last few years. Come boy A dance you shall have. " The wind took shape and the hands of the Windwraiths hungered for violence. They wanted nothing but disaster. He would not run away from the attack he'd face him head on.
(Inanis)
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[03:51] ** Inanis has inflicted an injury upon Ray Invidia. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[04:06] Ray Invidia whispers something.
[04:06] Ray Invidia whispers something.
[04:11] Inanis had been looking specifically for a prey someone he could hurt someone and feel the pleasure of battle once more. Mortiphasm kept calling him weak and insignificant? He'd prove him wrong he'd prove anyone who stood up to him wrong. Windwraiths circled around them the haunting winds baring the fangs of the Nethradin down onto his foe. Despite their attempts to strike and lunge at him with the flames Inanis easily avoided his attacks using air magic to float effortlessly across the battle field.

The Phantom Scythe was created, Horrid winds wrapped around his master staff and formed a scythes Blade of oscillating obsidian winds moving at the same speed as a chainsaw ripping and slashing into Ray's body. Sending slashes of wind that would be transformed into shuriken like attacks, whirls of wind blades were sent thrown towards him aiming to slash him to pieces at each opportunity he had.

Ray was a fit foe to test his skills on, And Inanis fought them viciously. Aiming to cut deeper and deeper into their flesh as the Wind Shuriken's continued to spin and dance around him, and as Ray drew closer to slash Inanis with his blade a powerful down burst of wind magic through him to his Knees, The hands of the Wraiths manifested by the powerful occult and cosmic energies working in tandem pulling him closer towards the ground locking him in place for the next attack to come.

The scythe was raised up the weapon baring its unnatural aura toward the boy before it was quickly brought down across his chest."Do you honestly expect me to know every insignificant ant I step on? " The scythe slashed him again and again and again. Ripping deeper into his flesh making him bleed, Inanis was a madman slashing him up as if he were some kind of flayed fish.

"You were prey to me then and you are prey to me now! Nothing more than asimple meal for me to take my leisure devouring! " The scythe was turned up wards and again another powerful slash drew across his chest blood spurting out of it now. Inanis drew closer the boy being held up by his feet his hands by the hands of the wraiths that wanted to defile him, They watched as he suffered and fed off his pain and anguish.

"I am the Tempest of Death, And I will bring the suffering and pain to Agartha. Unlike anyone before I am not to be underestimated by a mere child like you! " The phantom scythe grew larger, More occultism was derived from its hatred of mortals and the demon Mortiphasm, More Astral energies were absorbed from the star making it groan in pain and then.

"Suffer eternally for you will never have your revenge against me I am. Inanis, I am Enmity. " The scythe was brought forth in a horizontal slash so powerful that the winds whipped into a vortex of terror and fear, The wraiths taking their time to torture the boy as he spun helplessly within the endless chamber of occultic winds, His body being cut to pieces hacked and slashed. There was no air to breath and when he attempted to A wraith quickly took the place of what would normally be oxygen possessing him and leaving a curse that would ravage him from the inside out. Finally the scythes head is thrown down And the spout of the vortex falls downwards a great distance from Inanis.

The Nethradin quickly flies over head to follow but it seems the cover of the trees provided the perfect escape for Ray this time at least, Inanis puffs and howls out of anger yet he seems that his prey had been lost in this moment and they make their trek back towards the frost covered mountains.
(Inanis)
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[04:11] Ah, once again defeated.

He was a bit too proud of his power rushing in without his normal tact. Anastacia's words echoing in his mind. Loser. He was fine with this though, at least he wanted to believe that. Sure this loss meant nothing, but what happens when the fight again. Or another time and it does mean something?

He fights with great passion, as those small dimming wings flutter and eventually burn out.

It wasn't something the guy could sustain long.

Ray would find himself overwhelmed by the Nethridin's winds, his lungs being shredded up and all that making for quite the gruesome injury. Yet another reminder that he wasn't there just yet. He'd yet to achieve the level.

Those God Flames weren't coming and he needed to do something about that. Inanis would get away today unharmed. But Ray was only beginning the boy hadn't even reached his peak and he was just starting. Clutching his chest he'd ignite the grass giving him cover to escape this one.

"A fluke-- I won't let this happen again-..!"

Coughs, followed by blood would leave his throat as he decided it was best to just shut his mouth and get away. As he ran he kept looking to his hands, there was something wrong he needed to do something different if he wanted those God Flames. Those wings that show your overall mastery with the magic.

What was it...
(Ray Invidia)
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