Icarus Going far to close to the Moon

The fairy was fluttering around the Demon as words were shared within the open air, but soon enough one could be seen wandering around the lands that happened to catch his eye. There was no knowledge of who they were, not a clue as to what they were capable of beyond their mostly covered exterior.

"I believe the time has finally come." with these words the tiny creature would make a move, darkness reaching from his tiny figure through the ground itself as shadows weaved before Ariamis with nightmarish distortions looming violent eyes from within.

An illusion to stop them in their tracks as he flew closer, trying to catch them before they had the chance to escape his sight. "This is the type of prey that you have spoken of, yes?" this was the first time he had ever actively chased- no this was the second!

"Congratulations mysterious human! You've just been selected for my first experiment toward hunting, Test Zero, Zero, One. As they might say! This is your opportunity to fight off against myself and prove that you are better or incapable of overcoming my strength."

The tiny figure of this fairy was merely six inches in total height, but one might be able to sense an incredible amount of mana bubbling within.

"Let's see what you might be capable of doing and duke it out as Predator versus Prey!"
(Xarxes)
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[12:32] Next to the lava the being rested, next to him there was a fae that also helped him in his hunt and so, there they waited for the arrival of prey.. And so it happened, however who was faster this time was the fae!

Who soon left for the hunt; taking his first test upon a mortal.

Meanwhile the beast observed beside its incoming kin, "Don't lose fae, bring this one back.. He was the one to bring pain to my kin.

It deserves only to be feasted upon." As he spoke another being was noticed..

And in a quick movement the beast jumped towards him! And who was it? Piers, who stopped to see what it was and would come across a chitinous being in the appearance of a humanoid bird.

Or well, demon.

"Remain there old mortal and bow to Sak'noth!

You must offer due tribute, or become its prey." The command was given as the sand across the ground began to become restless, as mana accumulated around the demon.

Who was preparing for combat, if that occurred.
(Sak'noth)
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[12:33] A blink... Was this actually happening again? Had these beings not learned from the last time? It was fine, repeat lessons stuck harder, especially when you were careful to really drill them in this time around.

He had been out minding his business, he was hunting but for someone he desired to see not for Demons.

One of the eye holes on the mask began to glow intensely as the youth peered at the mana that made up his surroundings, weaknesses picked out but also similarities!

"I remember you." he stared at the fae. "You were aiding an undead. You claimed you were not, so I spared you. This time I will introduce you to a jar." lightning began crackling violently around him as his blade reached his hand.

"Let's make this quick, I will be taking you in to use as a source of endless fae powder. The rest of you... Less glamorous fates await you all."

It seemed he was intent to bring atleast the one fairy in, the demons were a foot note, far less worth his time, but he held no qualms to descimating them as well. A glance towards a semi familiar figure. Seems the demons were in quick order to try and end themselves.

"Come perish, I don't have time to play with you long."
(Ariamis Caewynn)
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[12:36] Xuzzan has arrived just in time for a feast on the food he want o so badly, the hungry demon would look his next meal up and down see how tasty it looked but he really couldn't tell if they were or not as they had a mask on.

"This one wants to eat the food, this one can't tell if it's tasty or not so this one will find out."

Xuzzan would let his kin brother go first as he'd arrived a little late so the first taste of the meal would go to him.

"But this one will let kin brother taste the food first then this one will eat them whole."
(Xuzzan)
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[12:38] Something shifted within the fairy when they said they were going to introduce him to a jar, as if every molecule of his tiny body started to output force. The shadows around his figure began to violently churn as if a writhing abyss came lurching forth.

"You want to put me in a jar?" his head tilted to the side with the black eyes peering through them "Being near the Undead was a circumstance of moving through the area during the time they were present, they didn't attack me and instead were more focused on you people. It wasn't my business." even if they didn't believe him, this was just the hard facts.

"To believe you think so low of a unique species as if you could obtain powder from my body. It will bring me a great sense of satisfaction to hurt you, but only because you're so unrealistically edgy." words that he had learned from others proclaimed against himself.

Moving forward a multitude of things began to shift, the shadows of the land came to his beckoned call as claws reaching for their ankles. Illusions started to manifest within ones eye, but most serious of all!

It would be seen as their fight began!
(Xarxes)
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[12:38] Piers rushes in quick speeds towards home when a unknow being jumps on him and starts speak...? his Bird like nature confused him a bit since it remind of similar monsters out there but none could speak, soon looking the others nearby he understand is the demon gang again on meranthe causing trouble....

He stops for a momment and listen to the words... he seen himself with no much choise but take the best food he had on his bagpack.

Bowing but staring at his feet with sharp knife eyes he offers.

"My offer is fancy food, and food food." He puts a bit of pork and a rainbow roll food.
(Piers Glaidd)
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[12:38] {Item} You picked up the rainbow roll. Dropped by Piers Glaidd..
[12:38] {Item} You picked up Pork x11. Dropped by Piers Glaidd.
[12:41] Once the offerings were made, the creature nodded.

Rather pleased with the result as he had now received tribute! And so, manipulating the sand, plates of food were brought to him and then collected.

Good.

"Your tributes are accepted, you may proceed mortal!" He exclaimed, since at last someone heard him.

Perfect.
(Sak'noth)
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[12:44] Piers let a angered face when realize did not approached to take the food, the demon escaped a well landed kick strainght in the chin due that, he stop bowing and without saying anything he stares the demon for a momment.

"Think you pretty clever huh?, humans can be worse than you kind sometimes." He stomps the ground on his foot and engages The demon before give him time to eat it.
(Piers Glaidd)
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[12:44] You gonna get kicked
(Piers Glaidd)
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[12:49] Vortissax asks, "Oh?"
[12:49] Vortissax says, "Hunting by self Kin..."
[12:49] The instant the attack came the creature jumped back, its wings raised and look clearly demonstrating repudiation, it was clear that it would not tolerate betrayals.

No, not even a bit.

"Mortal fool, should have accepted the proposal and left when you had the chance!

Traitor, pathetic - mortal." And so, he set off towards him squawking while the sand showed itself more..

Volatile.

Emerging hands and others that tried to hold the warrior, while the demon strengthened itself with mana to then deliver overwhelming blows to the figure that had betrayed his trust.
(Sak'noth)
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[12:50] Vortissax says, "Ooh"
[12:53] Smile exclaims, "KIN!"
[12:53] The man Squawking backs to the demon in form of taunt while jumps in his combat stance after missing the attack, after fail in trick the demon he was more about kick him a lot.

He attacks the hands formed with kicks and punches giving Sak time to cover himself in mana, whatever was gonna happen next, both were burning in vibrant mana.

"The proposal was you were think i was fool in follow what you say and i would kick you in the chin." He ATTACKS!
(Piers Glaidd)
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[12:56] {Lost Aggressive RPB against Piers Glaidd}
[12:56] ** Piers Glaidd has inflicted an injury upon Sak'noth. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "") **
[13:03] {Item} You drop the rainbow roll.
[13:03] {Item} You drop Pork x11.
[13:05] Smile asks, "Fodder?"
[13:05] Smile stomps his feet.
(Smile)
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[13:11] The man rushes straight on sak neck, aiming for a precise flying kick in his neck aiming make him chocke with his own spit, that was blocked by sand magic, he retreats with a few acrobatic tricks using that barrier as wall and states as the demon shows his energy magic tricks.

Before piers realized he was being stuck on ground by saind while countless energy shots and blades of sand were already on close range, he pulls force on his feet even slowed deflecting each of it with his bare ands moving backwards more and more, mitigating the damage.

Both at this point were being pushed on their limit, píers patiece had gone long time ago when he tries finish it for one and a single sequence... before having himself hold by sand.

The devil does not miss a chance to land a beam on him but he did not realized piers was charging a powerful blast attack that send him off making just a bit of the attack hit him, by chaning the beam Direction.

At one last rush attempt he gets on close rang of the beast and lands a full force foward punch in his gut that is welcomed with a sand barrier... pissed he continiues the flurry of attacks bearking it... Now it goes...!!!!

The sand reveals a energy barrier... piers finnaly reached his limit he opens the barrier with his own hands while force his mana aura keep it open and lands a full powered beam at him....


(Piers Glaidd)
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[13:14] Their battle moved far differently after they said he talked to much, perhaps it was true... Predator and Prey wasn't meant to be a lengthy discussion, rather it was born to become hunter and the hunted. Where one would overcome the other through sheer strength and tear their flesh asunder with tooth and claw.

Once more he moved with the shadows as illusionary nightmares burned far stronger than they initially did. The effects of his potion running through his system to overcharge the potency of all magic under his control, the ground of shadow ignited with massive runic traps described prior and yet they were unavoidable.

During the brief moments of them standing within his traps, further manipulations of time drew forth. A withering stream of effects tearing down their defences as claws of Shadows spread from the ground around them in order to slash and swipe... but all the while the tiny fairy was being thrust in his own onslaught.

A collective of Lightning and Metaphysical manipulations coupled with a blade provided a tremendous amount of agony for the tiny being. They were larger, capable of dealing far more physical damage to him... The only difference was magical capability and ability to outmaneuver some of their attacks that would have otherwise left the fairy destroyed.

Blows traded, traps set and dissolved as a storm raged between them it would eventually come to a conclusion with one of his traps not being set upon the ground but actively thrust upon Ariamis.

Their right shoulder would begin glowing a green hue, the effects of a stasis weaving itself through their body as sensations would be heightened and their very movements faltering. This symbol combined with an onslaught of his magical force, a flurry of illusion, claws of shadow and further crippling sensations of time would seem them brought down to the ground.

The Predator had won, but now... That was a literal human body needed to be dealt with, and it surely wouldn't be easy.

"I suppose I am going to need a very large jar."
(Xarxes)
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[13:16] After having a few challenging spars against its Kin Vortissax would again defeat them in combat, sharpening its skills to the brink although the true challenge was to fight against mortals.

As the group of demons lead by Vortissax made their way through the forests the sounds of battle began to ring in their minds. The growing and squawking of its feathery kin Sak'noth could be heard from afar as they came running towards the fray watching as it begun and quickly ended.

Both Sak'noth and the Mortal magi clad themselves in a powerful force of mana that coated their bodies however one of them was far more advanced of a fighter, Sak'noth easily being overwhelmed by the overwhelming physical force the mortal used.

As the battle came further to blows it would see Sak'noth knocked from the sky and into the ground injured and hurt. A grumbling roar erupted from the demon it would have moved to jump at Piers next however just as they began to actthey saw Xarxes returning and wondered if they would engage them as well. It seemed the fairy and demon were hunting together which Vortissax found intriguing.

For now the demon stood waiting to see what would occur next.
(Vortissax)
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[13:17] The demon was young, as much as he already showed strength, he still lacked a lot - had still a long way ahead of him. And even against an old enemy, this one still wouldn't be able to win.. Since the old martial artist held quite high strength.

He was not a joke, not one that the demon could play with.

That clash pushed its body to the limit, the beast was using its mana to imbue the body and keep its legs, arms and body itself - functioning and in combat.

This was the only way.

While delivering his blows and interfering with the artist's movements through the use of sand - limiting his movement which was really.. Elevated.

However that would not prove to be enough and in a last attempt to defend himself, as soon as his sand barriers were broken by the punches - he would use his energy to deliver a beam against Piers! Which did the same.

It was quite the sight.

The meeting of energies would implode and this created the perfect opportunity for the being to retreat, which he did.. For his body was weakened and now, he needed to rest.

Thus, joining the rest he decreed.

"We must.. Return to the lair, now!" And so, his escape would begin.
(Sak'noth)
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[13:22] An over bombardment of metaphysical magics that were possessed by the small creature. It did not fail to impress with the might of it's power. Infact, it was quite the force to be dealt with indeed.

A few missteps landed him in thoughtfully placed traps, ones that would in time spend his doom... In time... Damn chronomancers!

As the symbol was planted into him he found his very being stained by the magic. But there were worse fates to be had... He would soon discover that in it's entirety.

He began to think back over the events that played out, not today, but at large. A solemnness sweeping over him. He had to remain resolute... He could not fail simply because he toed the end of the line.

"In Helheim the Lord of Duality served as warden against those forces that stood to desecrate the sanctity of reality. Over thrown by the forces of evil, the Marquis and their demon ilk he retreated to regroup and muster his strength.

We stand in the dark to defend the light. We fight the battle that others cannot, for the might and rule of our lord.

We fight the witches..
Kill the Warlocks..
Curse these demons..
Athelios, Curse these demons."

An uncharacteristic verbal prayer, in part to steel himself, in part to ensure his will not be taken. Perhaps he could distract himself for long enough, though it was unlikely. He would serve again.
(Ariamis Caewynn)
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[13:25] T poses while bounces in a boxer stance.

"What you looking at? im not in menu" He keeps bouncing unaware of the one capped, he heard at some point the talk about jar, but looks like he was the one in a jar after all.

He was more worried in self defense he was a old man after all, but can look like weak in front of predators or show fear.

His glowing aura bouces with his movements almost saying he will ready to burn anyone else wainting mess with him.
(Piers Glaidd)
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[13:26] Sak'noth says, "We return.. Leave.. The old mortal.."
[13:32] There was a great deal of surprise that the mortal standing didn't come for the salvation of their other, but that wasn't going to be wasted. Carrying the human was practically impossible due to his physical body being literally six inches, however a grand influx of magical power began to shimmer among the shadows.

Four shadowy hands came from the earth and would clasp upon Ariamis, lifting him free into the skies and slowly push him forward into another set of hands that rose free from the ground as the last two disappeared...

Effective visuals; Ariamis was being passed through a sea of vanta-black claw-hands behind the fairy that constantly came and went back into the darkness. All of this was happening behind the trail of escaping Demons, and words were spoken toward the captive who was making their prayers.

"The funny thing about Gods, when you need them the most there not coming to save you. I was meant to incur the wrath of Athelios,but I have never seen it. Just as you will never see the salvation of Athelios after your wicked words to me, after you said I would go into a jar and be abused as a source of fairy powder... I wonder how many Demons that your organs will feed?"

He moved with the rest of the group, flexing his mana in order to keep them bound and moving forward.
(Xarxes)
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[13:39] Smile coughs.
(Smile)
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[13:41] Lydia's taste for dramatics and fighting was high - thusly why she loiters out in the middle of no where. Hoping to catch a demon - or two... Not for the Bastion selection, though it would certainly help. But no, the Dominic merely wished to experience blood letting.

And with all of the demons? It worked out.

However lo and behold, as she waits - a group of demons as well as a Fae pass by... Dragging someone familiar. Dragging someone dear: Ariamis.

There's an explosion which ricochets off the trees closest to them, with Lydia giving chase immediately after them. It's clear the occultist doesn't care how many there are, if she's outnumbered or not. There's a narrowing of red irises before she guns for the one holding Ariamis in whatever means he is:

Xarxes.

There's little desire to show restraint and near immediately does a powerful wave of death itself exude from the Nephilim, blackened flames seeking to close off their escape point immediately.

"Not him, no you don't." The Dominic hisses.
(Lydia Dominic)
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[13:46] Zymphi throws a small ball of sand at Fritz, mostly to annoy them.
(Zymphi)
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[13:47] Wounded after the clash, now they made their return, however someone stood in front of them and thus the being stopped. Just as his kin, they now circled the figure before them, his gaze gleaming amidst the darkness.

Its wings were raised to the side almost in a defensive way, a way to impede its advance.

"This one belongs to us, mortal.. Leave immediately or suffer the consequences.

Do not act foolish, this land belong to us, this prey is ours." His claws were raised, mana began to gather around his frame as the sand on the ground snaked.

It involved the surroundings and mainly the ground where they stepped.

"My kin.. Eliminate this one if she does not listen to my words, do not allow this one to take what is ours.

It is not allowed." So the command followed, making it clear that they will not allow the the prey to be taken away.

No, that one would be necessary for what they would be doing.

What the demon planned.
(Sak'noth)
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[13:47] The demons had begun to make their retreat back to Abendrot, They had already claimed enough flesh to go for days with the organs of the man would provide feed to many demons and the growing nurturing of the tree.

However occult magics flared Hostile towards the demons. It was the first time they'd ever seen an occultists hunting them yet it was clear for whatever reason the demons were the target of the woman aiming to reclaim what Xarxes had claimed.

Immediately telepathic messages were sent between the demons gathered in merely a few glances it was obvious they would all attack in unison if necessary they were not going to give up the chance to feast on more mortal flesh.

Nor the chance to battle Occultic screams were wailed as the demon Roared violently there would be no fear in a demons mind nor did they understand the meaning of relenting.

Vortissax drew closer to defend the fae had they not stepped up to fight the woman themselves Vortissax would engage them first. "You will not take anything from us Mortal we are the ones who take from you. Your flesh. Your love, and soon? Your world."
(Vortissax)
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[13:51] It seemed that getting this individual back to Abendrot was going to be slightly more difficult than he imagined it would, with one already blatantly ignoring their capture he assumed they were in the clear and without any issue to return.

An explosion announced their presence as the shadowy arms carrying Ariamis would begin writhing into a protective barrier around his prey, was this one seeking to claim them as their own fuel?

"Yes, I actually believe I do." they might carry an essence of death around them, but there was a massive influx of mana coming from the fairy as the world around them began to darken. All of the shadows bent to his will and reaching claws loomed forward upon the ground like writhing snakes in preparations for what could come.

"They were prey, my first experimental hunt and successful at that. Their words angered me, so they deserve what comes. How would you feel if somebody told you that they would stick you inside ofa jar and harvest your body for endless amounts of resources?

I bet you would drag them around like they deserve, so how about you ignore them like the other did. Let this happen, just look the other way." he was prepared to fight in the event it was required, but Ariamis wasn't going to leave his clutches.

"Don't remove your options so quickly, because you will not enjoy the outcome." and so, what might come next?
(Xarxes)
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[13:51] Drozzak Marra asks, "Hm?"
[13:53] As Xuzzan was walking with his kin to take the food they had just taken for the feast they were going to have back at their home the group of demon and a fae was stopped by another food this food seemed to know the other food that they had gotten.

The hungry demon would look the food up and down, now this one look tasty s this food wasn't wearing a mask like the other food.

"This one wants to eat now, This one won't let you take the food, food."

Xuzzan would say as really this demon only thought about food as he was just so hungry all the time since he had grown bigger.
(Xuzzan)
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[13:56] The horde can be heard flying through the night, their feet stamping on the pavement and their wings spread wide as they soar through the heavens.

A personification of gloom.

Wasn't it breathtaking? Calamity followed them, accompanied by the stink of death. The occult polluted everything it came into contact with, leaving a slime trail in its wake.

Smile claws could be heard clanking yelling "Fodder, FODDER, FoDdEr" as a body was dragged through the dirt. Clearly delighted with today's search.

That was well until someone chose to disrupt their good time?

"Another stupid, mortal to be added to the list? Perhaps one more for testing? Yes..."

It clanked its claws more loudly and proceeded to form a formation.
(Smile)
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[14:03] As the demons all clamored at her disturbance of them dragging Ariamis back to do... Whatever with him, Lydia stands her ground. Even as they all call her mortal, and threaten her there's only the smallest smile that flirts to life, touching her lips.

Her finger lifts and there's an inaudible mouthing of her lips - she points at every single demon in turn before it's apparent what she's doing. Counting. Two, four, six, eight, ten, twelve.

Even the Fae spoke out against her - why would it not? Yet instead of properly answering, Lydia resorts to old habits as usual in times of stress.

"Nobody pop off, nobody get merked. Nobody scream, it'll probably get worse. Now I'm the curse, this is my turf, before I kill 'em, I'ma torture them first." She rhymes with a surprising amount of elegance, letting the words seamlessly leave her lips without a problem.

And the targets of the torture? Well - for those who knew the Asperan Church's ways... It was obvious.

"But you about to need a prayer from a preacher!"

Even with the odds stacked against her? Lydia rushes forth.

"You can call me a mortal - but there's something you don't get: You can't control Mortyl."

Blackened occultic flames surrounds her, as she guns straight for Xarxes.
(Lydia Dominic)
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[14:03] Zymphi had woken up from her meditative nap on the cliff side and ventured out, it didn't take long for her to find something of interest.

"Curious, you guys captured someone."

Her head tilted at the mention of Mortyl. "Another of Mortyl's children? Interesting. We have a few of your kind living among us. Does that mean you betrayed your own blood?"
(Zymphi)
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[14:07] Perhaps it's happenstance that brings the princess back here.

Murderers usually return to the scene of the crime, right? And even though Fritz had promised not to leave home, compulsion eventually took her to the site where she was injured.

What Fritz saw was seriously disturbing, but her body didn't cooperate.

Her brother, trailed by a horde of demons. At the center, a tenebrous ringleader she could barely make out. Of everything she had witnessed thus far, this was perhaps the most terrifying and yet she could feel the melody of her magic heartbeat beating in her chest, resounding.

The navigator's heart felt like it was caving in on itself.

How could that crumpled body be Ariamis?

Fritz's ears rang out with echoes of the demon's voices. She hadn't realized she'd started crying too, tears streaming down and freezing onto her face.....

She screamed, stepping forward. Shadows flow out from the crack in her heart.

"GIVE HIM BACK! GIVE HIM BACK TO ME!!"

She can feel her left arm. It still aches, but despite the zinging pain, she can still force mana out of her frozen fingers.

A few scattered droplets of water condense into a spear. She condensed all of her power into one deadly point, the full amount she can manage, and throws it into the horde.
(Fritz Caewynn)
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[14:13] There was a grand disturbance within the fairy as Lydia would begin to spit fire from both mouth and around her body...

Conjuring a grand deal of his magical power, he would utilize time magic to speed his words in order to properly advocate what he wanted to say "You call this your nest, surely you jest. You're far from the best, barely even considered blessed. I am pressed that you're trying to test, but frankly you're quest won't rest until this pest is messed."

His words dropped forth and he flew slightly higher into the air with every ounce of preparations made to "I'm not impressed that you're so obsessed, I will not be oppressed by your detest so show me the slugfest."

And after those words dropped he would invoke his magic to the highest level he was capable, attempting to weave time around him to his will alongside the Shadows of night and conjure illusionary distortions.

This would be no simple battle.
(Xarxes)
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[14:14] Lydia Dominic asks, "I FUCKEDU P YOUR LIFE LAST YEAR THIS TIME! REMEMBER THAT? REMEBER THAT BITCH?"
[14:14] The wild demon hid within the forest and watched the battle unfold. Like any beast, it made sure to keep itself at bay in order to avoid the manifestation of spells that would ensue. Though, eyes took in what it could - the people, the type of magic used, and their output of power. Indeed, it was a sight to witness when so much of the occult built up in one area...
(Elohim)
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[14:15] Xarxes says, "I'm going to beat you to death with your wife."
[14:15] Lydia Dominic says, "I double dog dare you."
[14:15] Ariamis Caewynn eyes open briefly at that.. Wife?
(Ariamis Caewynn)
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[14:15] Zymphi says, "Ooooh."
[14:15] Zymphi says, "She serious now."
[14:15] Lydia Dominic says, "I triple dog dare you."
[14:15] Lydia Dominic says, "I quadruple dog dare you."
[14:15] Lydia Dominic says, "I.... uh... Five times dare you, bitch ass hoe."
[14:15] Drozzak Marra says, "I have no idea what I've stumbled upon, but I am almost glad."
[14:17] As soon as Fritz went after his kin, the demon would join that skirmish! The sands would begin to rise and the mana would blast in waves - as space was given for Lydia and Xarxes to fight.

Yes..

Apparently the fae accepted the challenge, he would leave it up to him to deal with the situation.

"Eliminate the other one, kin, feast upon their flesh!" the creature demanded, before leaping forward himself - thus initiating that combat.

Quite the sight.

Now that was a troublesome situation. But they wouldn't give in easily, the prey belonged to them - they couldn't allow this one to be taken from their hands, not when they'd just captured it.

"Do not fail, Fae." He added before they truly gave start to the clash, to that hunt.
(Sak'noth)
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[14:18] What exactly did he just see?

Spitting fire and flames enveloping the body, as well as a Fae who appeared to use his talents to speed up his speaking...

Interesting.

A slimy beatboxer sat not far from the pandemonium, and whether they continued to flow was up to their craziness.

Regardless of the outcome, he persisted.

His claws clattering and his feet stomping—what feet?

Needless to say, the slime was once again dancing in anticipation of direct directions. "Do I need to say more? You mortals will perish here! Suffer to the beat now." And so the slime went on.
(Smile)
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[14:21] Drozzak Marra says, "...What is that sorcery..."
[14:21] The battle lines were quickly drawn as more and more demons and mortals gathered as they were between the cross roads of Abendrot and the rest of the lands. It was only to be expected

Another mortal came running crying about their brother and what of it. It didn't matter to the group of demons gathered would focus their attention on them. While Xarxes fought to protect their captured mortal

"The flesh bag we will feast on, Why do you mortals care so much what we eat so bothersome." After all nothing made a meal taste better than eating it after a battle, And the added bonus of knowing that it would bring pain and suffering only made the demons heart quiver.

Lightning and occultism gathered around them as the changed the area around them enveloped in their occultic magics while lightning was spewed from its form. They would do whatever they could manage to destroy their enemies.

Especially since the one captured wounded Vortissax before they wanted nothing more than to return the favor in kind by tearing into his organs and feeding on his heart and liver.

"Come then mortal let the suffering begin!" the roar echoed across the forest for all gathered to hear.

(Vortissax)
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[14:21] As the hungry demon would be waiting for the food that stopped the group from reaching their home with the food in tow to make it move there was another one of the many food in the would also trying to stop them,

This food had the smell of the sea on them oh Xuzzan liked that he'd never had sailor food before this would be great the hungry demon thought maybe he could get a quick meal before the other kin got to them first.

"This one wants the sea food for themselves, Kin let this ne handle the sea food."

The hungry demon would make a dash for the sea food and try to take a bite out of it hoping to make it to them before the other of his kin
(Xuzzan)
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[14:21] Sak'noth says, ".."
[14:32] Kill him and get to Ariamis, the Caewynn tells herself.

Fury and hatred still swelled in the navigator's magic.

No, Fritz despaired. He has to be okay.

She kept screaming at this rotten enemy - in protest at the cruelty of the world, and of fate.

The demon's illusions amplify the visceral sensation which was growing inside her.

"GIVE HIM BACK!! GIVE HIM BACK!!!"

She extricated herself and staggered towards the next demon. Dark crimson blood spilled from her left arm.
(Fritz Caewynn)
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[14:43] The wolf like beast would continue to do what it has promised , ridding the white cloaks from this area , and upon discovering a nearby group - what has it ran into....

Yet another unexpected white cloak.... ait raises it's arm - sparks start to fly and soon enough he let lose a violent flamethrower at the only person wearing a white cloak here...


No words were given, just the promise of Violence.
(Laplace)
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[14:44] A vortex warps in the space between them. The distortion caused by the dueling two whips a spiral of frost and condensation several hundred meters into the air.


A flash of light.

- - -

The slime knocks off her hat. Panting harshly, the wound on her left side now colored Fritz's entire arm red.

But this time, the pirate has more experience.

Smile found himself shot away by the column of buffeting storms, until the push of the swirling vortex froze his movements between the pull of the earth below him and the pull of the small hole in space above him.

In the blizzard, Fritz couldn't see her brother. She stumbles towards where she had last seen him, only to see another demon in front of her.

"Get away-... Haaaa…. I have to-. Save Ari."
(Fritz Caewynn)
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[14:45] The hungry demon stood no chance against the sea food ice as his shadowy flames was just no hot enough to melt the ice magi frozen water.

It was clearly once again a one sided battle for the demon as the he was punching up again the little demon seemed to always do that as he only would find the strong food that would beat him up before he could get his meal he o so wanted.

During the battle the demon would of taken a blast of ice to the leg dealing a lot of pain to the demon but Xuzzan wouldn't show it as usual but the demon leg was very much cracked in a few places.

The demon would run bake to the side lines letting one of his other kin fight the sea food.

"This one can't eat the sea food, the sea food is too cold, This one needs to get hotter flames of the shadows to eat this sea food."
(Xuzzan)
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[14:46] Ashley had been getting a little suspicious at the fact none of the Demons had seemed to pay them any mind, despite the youth standing awfully close, obnoxiously so, to most of them.

They meant nothing by it though, they were simply just watching.

It would've remained that way until the rumbling of one of the bigger Demons caught their attention.

Pivoting upon their heel, they have just moments to avoid the incoming wave of fire.

"W-Whoa!"

"You'll pay for that, wretch!"
(Ashley)
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[14:48] First it would be Xuzzan and then Smile, both would fight fiercely against the one who tried to take the trophy away from them - but unfortunately, they succumbed to their strength..

And so the demon bird advanced.

As expected.

His wings beating, his leap bringing him before the woman - before the sands rose in an attempt to imprison her legs, "You will fail mortal, the mortal you seek belongs to us already - your quest is flawed and futile!

Succumb and have your node harvested!" As these words were proclaimed the figure was already enveloped in mana, a thick layer of energy that strengthened its limbs.

In preparation for the clash that was bond to happen now.
(Sak'noth)
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[14:49] The hail of snow moved on, the slime getting colder by the second and the cool night breeze gradually changing into a blizzard. However, what about Smile? His good fortune would run out.

Another who is used to the freezing temps.

To say the least, a fellow Ice Magus is intriguing. Smile, on the other hand, would not disappoint by shooting shards of his body when it hardens upon contact with the atmosphere.

Toxic bubbles erupting around the area, with a jet stream of water pulsating from the mouth of the frail demonic monster. Giving it his all in order to find more feed.

Smile's attempts, however, would be unsuccessful, as he finds himself on the receiving end of the stick being battered into the night.
(Smile)
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[14:52] Xuzzan says, "That kin is very strong this one needs to get stronger."
[14:53] {Lost Dangerous RPB against Fritz Caewynn}
[14:53] ** Fritz Caewynn has inflicted an injury upon Sak'noth. ("Permanent Injury", "Permanent Injury", "Permanent", "Severity: MODERATE (-10 Vit)") **
[15:14] The Caewynn tears had frozen on her face.

Fritz grasped her chest.

This was so exhausting...

And this demon was the strongest yet. The group was learning how to fight in packs. She could feel herself still bleeding. Or was it their blood?

Icy, white-knuckled fingertips held her staff even closer.

Anguish fills her chest. Fritz tenses, gaze raising to direct a shard towards the demon - but feathers strike her head at the same time. Her glasses shattered, and her movements slowed further, shoulders slumping. She swallowed hard.

The black core of her heart spilled with more and more mana. Fritz lurched, and almost fell face-first into the ground. It was going to be okay - she just had to keep fighting on - and yet, she was caught again in against another demon.

One left. And then I can save him. And then I can save him.

Fritz pivots to stand in front of the last demon.
(Fritz Caewynn)