Seneca and Achyra

[03:35] Seneca wasn't truly looking for trouble. However, now? Well, they spotted the demon that'd attacked Magnus or perhaps it was Magnus who had attacked them.

Regardless, finding them stalking the outskirts of Sudbury wasn't something he was willing to ignore. Slits of violet settled upon the demon. Lips curling upwards softly as they placed there hand upon the hilt of there sword.

"You'll find few victims here. However, if you don't mind surrendering we can talk this out without bloodshed."
(Seneca)
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[03:53] Seneca.

The one who have caught up upon the troublesome Demon that spreads out her enormous amount of intoxication, the occult energy have caused tremendous effects to the life source behind her, trailing with corruption and decay.

And yet, having no specific destination to arrive in, Achyra was there - Seen walking around Osrona yet again without bothering the risk and warnings given from both sides here and there, as if she doesn't care at all of her own whereabouts.

The eyes of the septuple gazed upon the interrupter of her 'daily walks' around the continent - However, this was the only way to find possible allies or hostiles around the continent regardless the location, everyone lurks everywhere.

"My walk have been interrupted by one who speaks of few victims, are you enticing me to go on a hunt?" Making it fully clear for Achyra is a demon who awaits for one to strike rather than to show a complete aggression.

"Speaking about surrendering I am someone who does not take any orders from anyone, unless you are here to make a demonic deal with me or something like that." The additional part of her speech was a mixture of sarcasm.

The time of her silence was added in for the chance of Seneca's part to decide his speeches and actions.
(Achyra)
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[04:01] There was a small shift in the man's posture as he met the demon's gaze. Focusing his violet hues upon the central set of eyes. All the while great leathery wings unfurled behind his back; stretching out in a great display of length. From his crown grew two curling horns. From behind a thick reptilian tail began to sway back and forth.

He noticed the corruption, could feel it in his bones as they cried for escape. It wasn't long before something appeared within there hand. A small potion, ready to drink to heal the injuries afflicting him.

"Yes, I mean no. I'm trying to tell you Osrona isn't for your people... Nevermind, more demonic sarcasm." That blade was pulled from it's sheath, rattling softly as it settled between himself and the demon.

"You're a demon and one who stalks the realm of Sudbury. If you must be forced to surrender than I shall force you. Deals though? I wouldn't know anything I'd need from you. Unless you can secure the release of the prisoners within the great tower."

As he spoke his right hand morphed into a draconic limb, thick talons curling off of conjoined fingers. He was clearly about to attack; about to try and bring the demon down.

"Though, I doubt that."
(Seneca)
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[04:18] Two fingers, the index and the middle finger was placed against the bridge of her nose - It didn't even take far too long to encounter one of the Knights.

"If you are concerned about the safety of your own people, then why not build a bridge connecting Moonfall directly into Theria? That would be an alternative shortcut for us to travel."

It did not take long for Achyra's reaction to trigger an instinct of a combatant prior to Seneca's behavior at the end of his speech, an act of aggression indeed.

"The great tower is not mine to command, it would be the Tower Demons rather than us nomads minding our own businesses." Nomad, what marvelous way to name those who aren't really bothering with the politics.

This was perhaps, an opportunity for either a proof to involve herself within the politics of Theria, or an opportunity for a greater achievement in terms of personal powers.

"Your decision have been made, and there is no turning back from it." The breeze around the two was altered into one intoxicating gas of corruption upon touching the growing mana of the Arachnid, corrupted mana that is.

The emergence of the spider features would soon be inevitable, for the monstrosity of Achyra was only about to wake up - Awakening the hunger for souls and flesh alike.

"Ah, before I forget." A pause before a small introduction was given. "I am Achyra, The Child of Darkness, do remember it." Her appearance, did not lie about being a child physically.
(Achyra)
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[04:25] ** Seneca has inflicted an injury upon Achyra. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[04:33] 'Child of Darkness?'

It was perhaps something that slowed down the Knight's charge. After all he wasn't even sure that demon's had children. To him they all were just demons, giant monsters.

Yet, he couldn't stop to think. He'd been deceived by Demons before. Tricked into letting them go only for them to harm others. Now? He wouldn't allow such.

There was a whirling mess of bone and blood as the two began there assault. In and out they'd go at one another in a deadly dervish of battle. The occultic corruption of Achyra left the drakanite feeling sick and nauseous.

It was no doubt for this reason that as Seneca took the advantage there might bone club struck the demon's skull. Knocking them side-ways and to the ground.

It was all so easy; all so...

Looking at the dazed demon Seneca paused. Tower? Nomads? That's what it'd said and yet he'd no clue what that meant. Perhaps for now...

"Seneca the Fifth, Achyra. That is who bested you this day now... When we next meet please surrender. I wouldn't want to hurt you left and have no desire to simply slay you so long as you... Ah, what am I doing."

With a stomp of his feet, a spike would shoot up under Achrya. Hurling them upwards and into the water not so far away.
(Seneca)
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[04:41] Seneca.

The one that is yet another to have the capability of defeating Achyra without too much effort to be thrown in, at least she was able to beat Andrew a few months after getting defeated by him.

But this one? It's like fighting someone on a whole new level, especially for someone who isn't related to demons, it did not take long for the wholesome blow from Seneca to hit her.

One that is powerful enough to render her helpless, even for a short time - It gave her little to no chance to react to the further humiliation of getting tossed away by the spikes!

Osrona truly have mysterious people working for them, only to show up when things start to go bad.

Ah yes, even in the water - The spider was finally given the chance to escape from anymore attacks that might come from Seneca, the countless eyes gazed upon the Drakanite with a speech of departure to come.

"We shall meet again, Seneca the 'Fifth', after I have ascended."

Still dazed, the spider managed to get away with the help of her knowledge in water magic!
(Achyra)