The League: Bloodlines ((Started/Closed))
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Ramba managed a smile even as the sweat dripped off of his lips when he did it. Zero's arrival was timely, to say the least. "Of course." He responded that in no way suggested he was even able of standing for much longer. He knew he wasn't going to be awake for much longer, and prepared for one ultimate attack to stake the fight on. "If you think you can take the summoner, then this demon will succumb to the Light!"
In time with the word "Light", Ramba erupted in a golden aura, which quickly formed itself into a figure roughly equivalent of the shadowy Demon. Ramba acted as its puppeteer, making the shell of a creature move as his hands commanded. The construct of Light was Ramba's most powerful creation yet, and he marveled at just how amazing it was. With a flick of his wrist and a pulling of his fingers the thing was dashing toward the Demon, slashing its claws with wild abandon.
In time with the word "Light", Ramba erupted in a golden aura, which quickly formed itself into a figure roughly equivalent of the shadowy Demon. Ramba acted as its puppeteer, making the shell of a creature move as his hands commanded. The construct of Light was Ramba's most powerful creation yet, and he marveled at just how amazing it was. With a flick of his wrist and a pulling of his fingers the thing was dashing toward the Demon, slashing its claws with wild abandon.
The Demon moved its feet backwards, scratching into the stone floor as he moved, leaving a scar along the ground. It chuckled as the being of pure light clashed with him, each body seemed to repel each other, and as they touched, smoke streamed from both and the Demon roared, being the only true entity out of the two. It pushed back and tried to pick up the Light by its forearms and fling out out of the cave.
Zero held onto Rambas shoulders and whispered into his ear "This may feel like death, but I will stop before you truly die." he warned him, pulling out the last few ounces of Rambas power.
Zero held onto Rambas shoulders and whispered into his ear "This may feel like death, but I will stop before you truly die." he warned him, pulling out the last few ounces of Rambas power.
There's still the summoner.SteakHeart said:
Eve stared at Zero as he tried to help Ramba. This ends here Eve began to compress blood in her palm, making it as smll and dense as she could. She crept through the nearby trees and kept herself out of site so that she could get a clear shot. small form... small exit... spin... this has to work Eve kneeled down and aimed at the summoner.
God, Grant me strength
She took the shot and watched as the incredibly fast projectile approached the summoner.
Ramba drew a ragged breath and fell to the ground, no longer having the energy to stand or even to remain conscious. Once his concentration broke, the demon of light dissipated, a few glittering sparks the only evidence it had been there at all just a few moments ago. Ramba cursed his uselessness in the center of his own mind, drifting through a thoughtless gray void. How could he save his family when even this pathetic creature was beyond him.
Strife smiled as he came up from behind the summoner and aiming a flurry of claw swipes at the summoners back. The blow from the staff and knocked Strife down into the abyss, and that had taken a lot out of strife as he struggles his way back up the crumbling mountain side. He glanced over to see Ramba collapse to the ground and fall unconscious.
Lets finish up this bastard and finish off whatever's left so I can be done with helping these weaklings.
Lets finish up this bastard and finish off whatever's left so I can be done with helping these weaklings.
Zero saw eve and sent a blast of energy near here, in between herself and the Summoner. The energy's mixed together, and the projectiles became sharper, and moved faster, throwing the rhythm off. The summoner went to dodge, but due to the speed boost, they all spiked into his shoulder. Eh roared in pain, and clenched his shoulder, never letting go of the staff in his other hand. The spikes had made him stumble, and luckily, caused him to dodge the initial fury of Strifes blows.
He moved back, and struggled to raise the staff, and he pointed it at the person who attacked, and it glowed a slight orange. The Demon from earlier charged at it, swinging wildly to protect the one who summoned it. The giant claws tried to slash out Strifes eyes, or anything, he wasn't a picky Demon.
He moved back, and struggled to raise the staff, and he pointed it at the person who attacked, and it glowed a slight orange. The Demon from earlier charged at it, swinging wildly to protect the one who summoned it. The giant claws tried to slash out Strifes eyes, or anything, he wasn't a picky Demon.
Strife's armor on his head had been down, so the demon raked down on Strife's left eye, leaving a large bloody gash where his eye had been earlier. Strife fell back under the onslaught of the demon, bringing his arms up in just enough time to protect his head from the rest of the blows, all the while backing away from the demon so that he could get enough room to attack it. Once he had gained enough room from the demon, Strife reached up and gingerly felt the wound left by the demon, and he scowled as blood dripped down from between his fingers to fall to the floor below.
"Let my guard down and look at what happened. Well I suppose it can't be helped, but now your gonna pay for that." Strife said, his eyes alternating between the demon and summoner as armor slowly crawled up his face and covered his head.
Without warning, Strife lunged forward at the demon, launching attack after attack that were meant to injure it in anyway he could.
"Somebody better help me because as you can see, I can't see very well." Strife called out to nobody in particular.
"Let my guard down and look at what happened. Well I suppose it can't be helped, but now your gonna pay for that." Strife said, his eyes alternating between the demon and summoner as armor slowly crawled up his face and covered his head.
Without warning, Strife lunged forward at the demon, launching attack after attack that were meant to injure it in anyway he could.
"Somebody better help me because as you can see, I can't see very well." Strife called out to nobody in particular.
Variava had been running toward where he saw the bird land, hoping that he wouldn't be too late. When he made it to everyone he realized they had already not only dealt with the bird, but were dealing with a whole mess of other demons and monsters. He mumbled to himself"God I'm slow..." as he made it, breathing a few times to compose himself. He spied a vantage point nearby and ran to it, readying his bow and arrows as he ran. He rolled into position and began firing off shots that should help everyone, keeping some smaller ones off people and keeping big ones annoyed.
Garkar almost seemed to rise up behind Strife as he came to the other warrior's aid. His right arm still hung limp and bloody behind him, but he lashed out with his other fist at the demon before the pair.
Garkar didn't need to speak to time his strikes with Strfe's. He looked for openings that the armored fighter made and exploited them with his own powerful punches.
Garkar didn't need to speak to time his strikes with Strfe's. He looked for openings that the armored fighter made and exploited them with his own powerful punches.
The Demon started backing off to avoid Strifes attacks, but as he felt his rhythm, began to start striking back. As Garkar came seemingly out of no-where, he began to strike defensively again, using each hand to block their attacks, blocking Strifs wild attacks half heartedly, and focusing more so on Garkars precise attacks.
Zero looked at the two fight the Demon, and he glanced over at the Summoner on the ground. "Attack him dammit! He's half dead!" he yelled out at the few in the cave, holding Ramba up, cradling him, trying to draw out some of his residual energy as to let him live.
<spoiler=OOC>Why, oh why, would you attack the reluctant demon, while the summoner is right next to him, nearly dead...
Zero looked at the two fight the Demon, and he glanced over at the Summoner on the ground. "Attack him dammit! He's half dead!" he yelled out at the few in the cave, holding Ramba up, cradling him, trying to draw out some of his residual energy as to let him live.
<spoiler=OOC>Why, oh why, would you attack the reluctant demon, while the summoner is right next to him, nearly dead...
Garkar couldn't understand the words that Zero was yelling, but the intention was clear enough. Besides, he could tell that he wasn't making any headway against the beast before him.
Glancing over to make sure Strife could now take care of himself, Garkar whirled as he fought. Dipping his hand down he grabbed up a huge hand full of dirt and flung it up at the demon before him. In the ensuing dust cloud he turned and pounced towards the summoner, blood tracing his movements through the air from a dozen ignored wounds.
Glancing over to make sure Strife could now take care of himself, Garkar whirled as he fought. Dipping his hand down he grabbed up a huge hand full of dirt and flung it up at the demon before him. In the ensuing dust cloud he turned and pounced towards the summoner, blood tracing his movements through the air from a dozen ignored wounds.
The Demon ignored the dust cloud, still dodging strifes strikes with ease, the lack of vision not helping Strife much either. He ignored the fleeing opponent, and one arm flung hard against Strife, trying to push him off balance, as he ran his other hand forward, aiming to take out his throat.
The Summoner held the staff in front of him weakly, barely being able to hold the weight of it. He aimed to block the creature towards him, but as it neared it faded, revealing the hero underneath him. he had enough time to move to the side, so the blade only embedded itself into his side, not his chest. He staggered backwards, he swung the staff once more, trying to hit anyone he could. Whilst he staggered, Garker dealt the finishing blow, killing the hooded summoner. He stumbled back, the staff falling from his hands and the glow fading from it. Blood pooled from the body, and it started to move around the cave.
Zero glanced at the Demon, waiting for it to fade or anything like that. He did not, his attacks still went to take out Strifes throat.
The Summoner held the staff in front of him weakly, barely being able to hold the weight of it. He aimed to block the creature towards him, but as it neared it faded, revealing the hero underneath him. he had enough time to move to the side, so the blade only embedded itself into his side, not his chest. He staggered backwards, he swung the staff once more, trying to hit anyone he could. Whilst he staggered, Garker dealt the finishing blow, killing the hooded summoner. He stumbled back, the staff falling from his hands and the glow fading from it. Blood pooled from the body, and it started to move around the cave.
Zero glanced at the Demon, waiting for it to fade or anything like that. He did not, his attacks still went to take out Strifes throat.
Strife barely raised his arms in time to block the attacks that would have surely ripped out his throat. The force from the attack sent Strife flying, rolling along the ground until he came to a stop against one of the walls. Strife raised himself up slowly, still clutching his left eye as if it were still there. He got to his feet and glared sourly at the demon who stood standing where Strife had been seconds before he was thrown across the cave.
Strife didn't waste anymore time, instead he used the wall as a kick-off to launch himself towards the demon. Strife intended to take the demon off the cliff and down into the abyss below, and if that failed, he positioned his arm so that he could dig his claws into the rock and stop himself from launching down into the darkness below without the demon.
Strife didn't waste anymore time, instead he used the wall as a kick-off to launch himself towards the demon. Strife intended to take the demon off the cliff and down into the abyss below, and if that failed, he positioned his arm so that he could dig his claws into the rock and stop himself from launching down into the darkness below without the demon.