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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 8, 2011 16:32:49 GMT -6
"Feh. Like I'm afriad of what you will do Azrael. . . You won't even be able to get close enough before I strike you down." Oarashi snarled, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, as though anticipating an attack.
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Post by Faro/Blade on Nov 8, 2011 20:13:12 GMT -6
"Cut the monk down if you wish, just know that you'd be defenseless against my attack. Unless of course your lover decides to come to your rescue." Faro mocked. Oarashi was not easily goaded, but he knew this would set him off. "But then poor Reimuno would have to deal with the Assassin, and I don't like the child-kisser's chances in that fight."
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Nov 8, 2011 20:42:05 GMT -6
(I love how everyone is underestimating Azrael right now... xD)
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Nov 9, 2011 0:29:54 GMT -6
(Eldrin isn't! ;D)
Sayo stared with the same apathetic appearance that he adopted upon the arrival of the Dark Dragon King. Every muscle in his body tensed with fear. His face lost all expression, his eyes were half lidded and dull. Ayishe had taught him well on concealing fear. He still had no tolerance of blood, but that was a problem to be tackled at another time. His insides ran cold as he watched the monk slip into insanity. Suddenly, a man he respected for his calm, rational demeanor, was trying to brutally murder another.
Eldrin didn't even notice the change in Sayo, his eyes were locked on Azrael. The monk spoke madness, words that were not his own, yet the spirits had left him. He had been changing ever since Artof had arrived, Eldrin knew. Not an outward change, but something inside. The thief had no logical way of knowing, but he had a strange intuition. Nothing more than a hunch, but everything to a thief. Then it had come: the release of the tension he had felt. Azrael proposed to mutilate the spy as petty revenge. Then Eldrin smiled his own psychotic smile, and laughed his own maniacal laugh. "Pardon me, milord, Eldrin said loudly, so that everyone could (and couldn't help but to) hear him. He gave Artof a luxurious bow before continuing. "But I do believe you are tainting this monk, corrupting him in the foulest of ways. And believe me, I have seen many foul ways to corrupt a man," The thief continued, speaking in an uncharacteristically polite tone. "I've no standards against corrupting a monk, but I do find it just slightly insulting that you would taint a dear cousin of mine," At this point Eldrin's left eyes twitched, "I am bound by blood to protect my kin, and so I am forced to do something a hadn't planned on ever doing. If it were that I could defeat you by my own power, I would do so gladly."
Eldrin reached into his pocket and withdrew a small amulet. The amulet was in the shape of an eye shedding a single tear, the Sheikah symbol. Eldrin held this amulet out from his body and began whispering secret words known only to the Shadow Folk. Before long his whisperings were accompanied by that of countless disembodied speakers. The winds picked up suddenly, swirling into the amulet in a vortex of ethereal energy. The amulet began to shake and glow with the force it was containing. Then suddenly the winds died, the whispers stopped, all was silent. And Eldrin spoke the final words aloud, as he slipped the silver chain of the glowing amulet around his neck.
"Take for yourselves my body, for your corporeal shell. Protect our land, guard our king, save our kin, rise Shadows of Hyrule!"
Suddenly the chain tightened around Eldrin's throat, the amulet pressed to his chest. Then his body fell into a seizure. He fell to the floor, convulsing violently and trembling uncontrollably. Then he just stopped. He slowly rose to his hands and knees and vomited out just about everything he had in him. Even after he was empty, his body convulsed with dry heave for a moment longer. Finally, he stood and opened his eyes to see them all His red eyes had drained of color and his smile was gone. Just as Azrael's had earlier, Eldrin's voice now echoed with the voices of thousands. Eldrin... Halfblooded Sheikah and Hylian... A willing exterior, but a resistant interior... Unstable, not fit for soul possession as the one called Azrael... Yet, less susceptible to evil. Eldrin said, as if speaking to himself. Then he tilted his head toward Artof. You will leave these lands, Dark King Artof. Or face your demise. he muttered.
Sayo ran in front of Eldrin, knowing full well the danger that the thief was soon to be in. His stone arm reached to pull the amulet from Eldrin, but the thief's hand caught it. In one swift move, Eldrin shattered Sayo stone wrist, dropping his hand into the grass. Before the boy could even react, The thief had struck him thrice. His blows landed in the stomach, the diaphragm, and the throat. Then in a single fluid motion, he flipped Sayo over his head and flung the boy into a tombstone. "Stay your hands, to interfere is treason!"
Without warning, Eldrin ran at Artof, faster than anyone should be able to move, and thrusted his fist at the King's chest. His punch used far more than double the force used on Sayo. It used more strength than Eldrin had ever possessed. He wasn't aiming to punch Artof in the chest, he was aiming to punch through Artof's chest.
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 9, 2011 0:51:33 GMT -6
(hey hey, no fighty right now Eldrin XD We're gonna do it when we hit Dragona)
Suddenly Artof snatched Eldrin up by the wrist and bent it backwards. The dark Dragon just simply smirked. "What's this? You really think that you can kill me so easily? Well I may get injured by the likes of you with the power of the dead, but you're no match for me." With that he swung Eldrin around and threw him as hard as he could towards the cliff, hoping to disable him.
Meanwhile, a rather shocked looked ran through both Reimuno's and Oarashi's face. The dragon warrior stood dumbstruck, unable to think of something to say back in retaliation. The sea chief on the other hand. "What. . . WHAT DID YOU CALL HIM!?? WHAT DID YOU CALL HIM!?" he snarled, ripping his sword out of his sheath as he took his stance.
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Nov 9, 2011 1:09:15 GMT -6
(Aw! But fighty is so fun! Oh well. Do you want me to modify that post? To make it fit more. After all, it seems a bit over the top for him to make such an ordeal and yet not fight. Plus I can use the amulet again later.)
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 9, 2011 1:39:35 GMT -6
(You're call, I can modify my post then to yours)
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Nov 9, 2011 11:16:19 GMT -6
"Uh oh...looks like trouble...do you need use of my power, Assassin?" Zanzabar asked.
"Not unless they transform into dragons."Torak replied. He looked at Oarashi, then Reimuno and then to Faro.
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In the distance on a hill, two figures watched the events unfold.
"I should be down there...helping my friends.."One of them spoke.
"You are not ready...Artof will not attack them."The other one replied.
A yellow fairy flew out of the first figure's hat and floated next to him.
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Post by Faro/Blade on Nov 9, 2011 13:24:26 GMT -6
"If you don't like it, then leave! Defending each others honor would just get us all killed." Faro warned. "And if I die, Malevolence's full power is unleashed. Not even Artof's dragon form would survive that." Faro said with a confident smirk.
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"Really? I am not so sure about that."[/color] A tall, green-skinned man stepped from the shadows as he spoke. His long nose cast a shadow over his face, and the moonlight illuminated his red hair. Ganondorf himself stood before the Mask Salesman and Artie. "Don't look so surprised, you should have expected me to appear now that Artof has entered Hyrule. However, I do not plan to interfere. No doubt Hyrule's fool King would see it as an act of war."[/color] Ganon disgustedly sneered.
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Nov 9, 2011 16:25:08 GMT -6
(I'm assuming Ganondorf is with HMS and Artie)
Torak continued to stay silent and watch events unfold...he would only intervene if fighting were to break out.
Azrael suddenly dropped to the ground and curled himself in a ball and rocked back and forth while laughing like a madman. "It's good that we're in a graveyard, friends...FOR WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE....HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA." Azrael said and gripped his face.
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Artie wheeled around to face the Gerudo King, he reached for his sword but the Happy Mask Salesman stopped him.
"Now now, hero. He's not here to fight...yet. Hear him out." HMS said, then turned his head to look at Ganondorf.
"Then why exactly are you here if you don't plan to attack, Dragmire?" Artie asked with a hint of hostility.
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Post by Faro/Blade on Nov 9, 2011 16:57:46 GMT -6
(Yep.)
"Artof is overconfident to the point of arrogance, but he is still dangerous, as you can see from how he so easily dispatched the thief."[/color] Ganon gestured as the Eldrin flew through the air. "And young Faro is asking for a fight, plain and simple. But I cannot allow him to die here, leaving his true purpose unfulfilled. I am here, somewhat ironically in your eyes, to keep the peace." [/color]
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 9, 2011 18:07:50 GMT -6
"FINE," he snarled, flicking his sword so the edge of the blade was poise to strike. "But we're taking the prince with us!" Within a flash, Sappho slashed through the shadowy tendrils with his sword and caught Lien's unconscious body as he fell over.
Taking this advantage, Artof quickly had summoned a spell to his hand, smirking as he then slammed the bright orb into the ground in a bright, blinding flash. Then all four of them vanished.
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Nov 9, 2011 19:12:24 GMT -6
Artie quickly turned around when he heard Oarashi yell "FINE!!".
His eyes widened in shock as Artof teleported the four of them.
"NO!!!" Artie yelled. He quickly leapt off the hill he was standing on and ran towards the group. "Damn it all to Hellfire!!"He cursed, he could feel the anger inside of him.
The Happy Mask Salesman chuckled a bit and turned to look at Ganondorf. "I'd invite you to come...but, I don't believe you would be most welcome with this certain group." HMS said and turned around to follow Artie.
The grin on Azrael's face vanished as soon as Artof left, he looked around in confusion at everyone. "What happened...?"He asked, a confused look on his face.
Torak calmly looked at Azrael and then to Faro. "Shall I explain it to him...or shall you?"
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Post by Faro/Blade on Nov 9, 2011 19:19:53 GMT -6
Malevolence reabsorbed the cut tendrils without harm. He rose from the shadow of the grave, bright red eyes opening. Faro breathed a sigh of relief. He had driven the dragonians out, his mission was completed.
"Didn't think they'd actually leave without a fight. Good thing I was wrong."
"Should we leave?" Malevolence asked.
"No, something tells me this isn't over yet. Regardless, Oarashi will come for his revenge."
"Where did they get off to, anyway?"
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"Where indeed?" Ganon asked himself. "It seems I will have to remain in your company, Zaman. You always seem to know what is going to happen."[/color]
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Nov 9, 2011 19:39:41 GMT -6
HMS chuckled a bit. "Perhaps I do...perhaps I don't."he continued to walk towards the group.
Artie reached the group, panting he looked at Torak and then to Azrael then to Faro and he looked over at Eldrin and Sayo.
"They've taken him to Dragona...I've been there before...with Lien."Artie spoke up.
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