Lyulf v Triumphus

[18:57] The red head caught his eye. Weaving his way through civilians, spilling their blood as he go, he made his way to Lyulf. What was on his mind?

"Deaaathhh...." he whispered through the shadows.

Was the boy ready? Was he prepared to face the servant of The King himself?

"You...will...do...." he said as time magic flooded the battlefield.
(Triumphus)
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[18:57] The chaos was everywhere! Madness saturated the streets and he couldn't help but struggle to maintain his breath. What was this? Was this some kind of Hel? His breathing was ragged and in truth his hands shook. This wasn't a fight with another kid. This wasn't a scrap he could walk away from. No this was a slaughter!

Then he heard it; that fel-whisper that echoed across the screams. His cerulean hues shifted towards the left and right. Where was it coming from?! Then came the next line and his focus narrowed. What was that some kind of wraith!?

"...No freakin' way..."

He closed his eyes for a moment; fighting to hype himself up among the madness of war; clenching his jaw fiercely as he prepared himself. Then he'd bring up the Justicar! A revolver that glowed with a plasmic shround! He wouldn't back down to this thing or anything.

"Wrong choice freak."

The hammer clicked.
(Lyulf Yayle)
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[18:57] * You have been awarded 3 Roleplay Points! *
[18:57] {Lost Dangerous RPB against Triumphus}
[18:57] ** Triumphus has inflicted an injury upon Lyulf Yayle. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (2 days)") **
[18:57] Purple lightning struck at him as he approached his enemy. Not enough. Triumphus skill in Time magic allowed him to see the bolts before they could even reach him. Gracefully dodging the magic like a shadow in the night, he blink in and out time for just a split second.

When Lyulf realized what was happening, Triumphis was already behind his back, like a nightmare clings to dreams, whispering dark words into his ear.

"Let...me...touch..you..." he rasped reaching out a hand to grab Lyulf. In panic, the soldier sent chains to wrap around, giving him the appearance that Triumphus had been restrained.

But he was wrong.

One second he was there. The next? He was right behind Lyulf again.

"I saiddd....LET ME TOUCH YOU!"

This time his arm snapped out, grabbing the unaware child by his. He pumped his arm full of Time magic, leaving it almost out of touch with existence itself, leaving the arm withered and shriveled.

He kicked him away. A instinct within him told him not to kill the child...Was it him again?

"Mucchhh....bettterrr..." and with that glided back to the battlefield to wreak more havoc.
(Triumphus)
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[18:57] What kind of madness was he facing?! This wasn't a person this wasn't even a monster it was something wholly worse! A twisted being of shadows and misplaced time. How could he face such a beast? A beast that kept getting closer and closer every moment!

"Get back you freak!" Each time they appeared behind him the boy tried to wrap them in chains. Tried to crush them in the irons of his will. Each time the beast simply phased beyond them. It wasn't something of this word that he could face!

*CLICK*

His revolver's cylinder clicked as it vented the heat caused by his plasma magic. Then he felt pain, such intense pain. He felt his youth drained, his muscular appendage withered as he felt the monster's damned touch! "Aaarrrghggh!" His pained roar was ended as he felt a boot striking into his back and sending the boy crashing into a nearby house.

He was out of the fighting but luckily he'd been kicked away into someplace that was likely to be overlooked by the rampaging monsters. Still, when he awoke he would awake with a new understanding of what War truly was.

He would not forget the shade. No, he would have his payback!
(Lyulf Yayle)