Ancestral Wrath 5 -Headbutt-

[21:43] Honestly, he'd not realized what was happening for a moment there. One second he was fighting the Kaor and going back and forth. Lose? He'd just one once before.

His shock as he turned over to see Laddie rush up would have been evident upon his face. No small touch of fear tinting the color of his eyes. A slight dimming of the blazing reika that covered his form.

Perhaps that had been what prompted the sudden headbutt. The forehead of the chaotic occultist coming down to crash into his own forehead. Needless to say a small teen like Ascalon wasn't standing up to it. He topped backwards into the dirt, a hand coming up to cover his face.

He'd look up at Laddie as they berated his defeat. Dazed, slightly confused the youth couldn't quite put two and two together. Then it snapped into place. He'd been hurt for losing and mocked. Again, always with the rain.

It was a tiring thing, to always lose, to miss out one what youwanted due to it. However, where most kids might have been cowed by the display. Ascalon for all his weakness was an Oscuri.

In a blazing eruption of Reika, wings pushed himself from the dirt and up into the air. For a moment the teen looked like an avenging angel. Wreathed in the blessings of his spiritual father.

There was no hesitation as the roar of all those Oscuri who'd came and died before pulsed in the lads ears. The sights of wars long gone and perhaps wars to come flashing through his eyes.

In a rush of Reika he simply dashed after the monstrous Laddie. Attacking someone they normally never would have dreamed of fighting alone. Yet, with the chants of those who came before and the blessing of Azreal coursing through his very soul.

There'd only ever been one possible outcome.
(Ascalon Zanders)
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[21:44] Chronelius Leverd Nina says, "Stop this Ascalon."
[21:44] Chronelius Leverd Nina says, "It is not worth attacking."
[21:44] Chronelius Leverd Nina says, "he simply needs attention."
[21:50] Lirien Nina Leverd says, "Weee~"
[21:50] Lirien Nina Leverd says, "Hey, move me a little farther noth."
[21:50] Lirien Nina Leverd exclaims, "I wanna see what my vampire doctor is doin'!"
[21:51] Iral Woodnshire says, "Mhm."
[22:00] His back his turned, his hands are inside his pockets. The soon to be Paladin is whistling his way out, glad of the first "lesson" he just taught to the red-haired Oscuri. What a kind, kind man, going through the effort to come here and educate these buffons!

And that's how you thank this gentleman?~

Oh, Laddie is certainly not deaf. He hears him coming, he feels him getting closer with his mighty wings yet he doesn't seem to react. What is he looking for? The Neries on the side could clearly see it, this eerie grin adorning upon the man's features-- he was aware of Ascalon's attack.

Maybe the Neries would realize now, that he's just looking for a valid reason to beat the crap out of this kid. Is Chronelius going to stop Ascalon and spare him for a painful treatment, or is he going to watch Laddie shatter the Oscuri child in pieces over and over, a dilemma he would have to deal with for sure.

Perhaps the Neries would even hear Laddie mutter between his lips.

"Hit me, hit me, hit me・"
(Laddie)
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[22:12] This man a quite interesting charisma, easily noticeable, kind of convincing and a quite scary confidence. Why so confident? it sounds like a child. He may be like his girlfriend, a child, maybe some people does not grow like others. Attacking children, loving children, it is� Quite interesting�

The Neries shows the same usual neutral grin as the golden gaze glances at his direction, staring beneath the glasses that is resting on his face.

" You seems confident, but giving you attention may be a lost of time. ", he nods slightly. " I purpose you to go fuck your child girlfriend instead of attacking a poor child that lost his family. It may or may not be a shame, i could not say, but well. It is not like i saw someone trying before meeting you. ", he affirms in a calm voice.

The Neries as clearly no reason to lose his time fighting with him, but he also has no right to let the Oscuri die to him. It would be quite unfortunate to see Ascalon die to a rude pedophile.
(Chronelius Leverd Nina)
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[22:22] He'd truthfully not slowed at the words or really any attempt at calming him down. Words mattered little to one of Azreal's chosen in the thralls of their divine wrath.

However, he'd been far to furious to stop with Chronelius attempts. Blazing eyes of Reika simply shifted from Laddie towards the interfering Chronelius. He'd shift his focus towards them.

Intent on beating them into submission and finishing his mad assault upon Laddie.
(Ascalon Zanders)
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[22:25]
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[22:28] "Necrophiliac. You've forgotten that one ."

It wasn't his first time hearing this of course, people kept critizing him for his choice. If only they knew his intentions and what he went through, maybe they'd be more understanding. But, to be fair, Laddie had lost all hope with humanity.

He didn't have to explain himself-- they were all under him, vermins, can not understand the Gods.

Just like that, Laddie would leave the fields after stirring up conflict behind me. A true, true asshole for sure. But perhaps it wasn't that bad, maybe if he was antagonizing these children it was for a reason.

Who knows�
(Laddie)
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[22:35] The night is clear by the bright moonlight that is shining over the battle field. Shining over the grass that is shining over the blades of grass that is dancing such waves in a smooth rythm to the serenade of the midnight cold wind. Cold as the situation itself, but doing so is an act of mercy toward Ascalon. Chronelius would never let him get hurt.

He would gently closes his eyes to hide the golden gaze beneath his pupils as he concentrates on the Pearl of Neberia that is resting near from his liver. The Pearl of Neberia is created to make an effect of drawing power to the mana arounds the Neries.

As he concentrates on the pearl, it create a line of quicksilver drawing power that climbs from underneath his left foot to climb arounds his stature, such a spiral that climbs arounds him.

It makes every blades of grass lays at his stature as he drawn the mana from it. A sort of greyish smoke flows to his stature as he tastes the mana of the nature itself. Chronelius loves that taste.

He concentrate that energy to spreads the mana arounds him, on the ground. The mana still attached to him, he would convert the gravity to make him fly in a reasonable height.

HE would connect himself to the celestial realm as he dive in it to find his star, on the Bouvier constellation. He concentrate the celestial power to make it overflow.

He would opens his eyes again, to show the golden gaze beneath his glasses. He shows the same usual neutral expression as he sighs.

" I am sorry Ascalon� ", he pauses. " I am doing this to save you� "
(Chronelius Leverd Nina)