The Sundering of the Soul

[Aiden Raa Corm]

He'd been drawn to the clearing by Gaea's call, one of the lions circling around them. Though he can hardly contain his joy at seeing her, he knows better than to bound into the clearing. He stays behind the incarnations, ready to stop them if they try to flee.

He watches avidly, the gods had come to earth, this was big!

[kalimofvalmont]

Kalim remained silent, as the horsemen had surrounded him. But as the others all came to fight, he sighed slightly. He remained in the background for now, listening to the shouts of others...and how Syn wanted to work together. But Kalimar would only battle if all else failed, and he would certainly not take the life of a horseman. He did not possess that kind of power. After all, he was an angel...but not one with heavenly blessing anymore.

"I suggest that if we are to fight here, we instead split them up." He had flown close to Syn, Gelina, and the others who seemed prompted to fight. "Getting them alone we have a much better chance to defeat them, but if they remain together their power will be terrible and I fear not even GoldenMyst's greatest will be a match for them." Eyes shot towards the newcomer Nym, and then to Syn. Everything was happening so fast, but he silently swore to himself that he'd punch Syn in the face for attempting to slice Nym in half if he got out of this alive.

Watching Hades cast Anduin aside to focus on Syn, he made his move. A smirk came to his lips as those wings beat and he began to circle Death.

"Ashame isn't Anduin..." He gave a laugh. "That you have become so weak to allow your body to be used as a puppet." That grin turning slightly malicious. "What was it that made you allow death to so easily overcome your body? Was it because you are weak? Was it because you were sad? Or was it because you were just a plain coward..."

He let out another growl. "I know you can hear me, Anduin! Look around you! You're doing exactly what we had wanted back then, aren't you?" He would stop behind Death, moving to put his hand on the horseman's shoulder. And yes, it would burn both of them...Kalimar's teeth grit as he touched the horseman, but he did not care.

"But I swear to you Anduin, if you allow Death to destroy what you hold dear...If you allow him to kill the love of your life...your family...and your friends..." His eyes narrowed. "I will make sure that your body is destroyed beyond all possibilities of coming back." He was trying to rile Anduin up. Kalimar had a lurking suspition that perhaps the outsiders fighting these horsemen would have no effect at all....that perhaps the only person who could stop any of this, was Anduin himself.

[Haley]

Haley was standing behind Aiden, the red-gold wolf with fire-tipped wings waits with her friend. She's not sure about the gods and goddesses being here but she was waiting to see what takes place.

[Artemis]

And so the slender girl arrived, the chaste goddess of the group. She would have appeared like a normal, happy young woman if not for the ethereal aura that seemed to linger about her. It was not necessarily visible; instead, it insisted upon her divine power.

She paused before Nym, and she offered a smile to her. "Don't worry, we've heard your concerns". A thoughtful remark as she addressed Anduin still existing inside Death's body. However, she slipped away from Nym as quickly as she had stood, her actions flighty yet graceful.

"Don't mock him," she insisted to Kalim, a sharp warning filling her voice. "It's futile. If he wished to break out in the beginning, he would have done so before the summoning." All Kalim seemed to do was mock Death, which seemed quite stupid and rash.

Lord, what fools these mortals be!

[kalimofvalmont]

"And what would a god know about being possessed? From my understanding, its usually them doing the possessing..." A small comment made, eyes moving to Artemis as he pulled his hand from Death's shoulder. He had scorch marks from holding the horseman, wings giving a few flaps as he moved to a branch in one of the nearby trees. No more was said to contest the God. Kalim had already previously been given the wrath of one to continue that comment of his further.

He sat back and watched now, a small fish in a big pond, though it wasn't like his position in this had changed any from when it was just Syn and Gelina. He waited to see what the gods would do, and how this would unfurl.

[Stoic Soul]

As Hades threw a fireball by his head, Death would swiftly get to his feet, an arctic wind blowing down from the North as Anduin's eyes burned with ebon fire. Death would grip his scythe, motes of ebon lightning dancing along the the weapon as he looked at the god of the underworld: Well Hades, you werent doing your job properly, so I had to do it for you. And, since I was doing your job, I didnt feel I had to gie you these souls, since you didnt deserve them...

War would watch as Death was tossed by Gaia. He would chuckle softly, then would slowly lift off his helm, Mobius' face revealed to everyone's sight. He would drop the helm as he began to twirl the massive sword in his hands, his gaze locked on Famine: hey, do something about her will you...

Before Famine could do anything though, Pestilence would aim his bow at the group of bears that appeared with Gaia and would fire. The arrow would tear through the air, a foul screech emanating from the arrow as it slammed into one of the bears, pinning the beast against a nearby tree. As the bear roared in pain, both it and the tree would slowly rot away. A cruel grin was hidden under Pestilence's hood as he looked upon Gaia: Thats for manhandling Death. The next move you make, though, will be your last.

Famine, meanwhile, will have placed his pale hands upon the ground. As he did this, the ground beneath him and the other horsemen would slowly turn black, lifeless. The rot would slowly spread outward, until formed a circle 10 feet from where Famine now kneeled: Take a good look now Gaia, for soon, all the lands will be just like this...

Anduin, well, part of his spirit anyway, will have just arrived. He would stay near the edge of the forest, not wanting to get too close, for fear that Death will spot him and try to take him back. As he looked around, a look of pure fear would be seen on Anduin's face as he saw the God of the Underworld: Dammit, if Hades sees me here, im definitely a goner...

[Earthmother Gaea]

Famine obviously has no clue who he was dealing with. The goddess laughs, a joyous laugh that shakes the earth where he kneels. The death of the bear doesn't bother her much, death was a part of the cycle, after all.

As the grasses wither and blacken she raises her hand, even within the swath of deadness, dark vines spring up, wrapping around the ankles of the incarnation.

"Ye think to impress me with thy petty powers!?!" Her voice thunders from all around them as she takes a step towards him. "Have ye not given thought to whence those powers spring?"

As she speaks, Famine will realize that his power over living things has been completely cut off. The vines continue to grow around him until he is imobilized.

[Stoic Soul]

Pestilence would look over, seeing Famine become entangled in vines. He would fire his bow at the vines, his almost peerless aim cutting through the vines without striking Famine once. He would then turn his bow upon the other beasts, arrows flying at the rest of the animals Gaia brought with her.

War, having nothing better to do, will see Gelina. Remembering what Death told him about her, He would let a sphere of blood-red energy form in his hand as he looked at Gelina: You, give me your power! : With that, he would toss the orb at Gelina. As the sphere flew at her, though, it would form a net of energy, seeking to capture her, then steal her energy.

[Lady Luna]

Luna had remained silent where Gaea had left her to throw Death. She could not help but smile at her sister's antics.

The Moon Goddes strode gracefully across the clearing, her long silver hair flowing, her immaculate white dress like water as she walked. She walked behind Angel, whispering to her. "My Angel."

She knew her Avatar would not understand that she was, in fact, her Avatar, but Luna held her in high regard.

The goddess appeared to have disappeared, and soon she was behind Ryu. "Be wise, mortal." When he turned around to see who had spoken to him, she would not be there.

Luna had caught sight of what War was doing, and she would not dare stand for the troublesome horsemen harming one of Gaea's creatures.

"Fool! You know not what you do!" She touched two slender fingers to her lips, whispered in an ancient tongue, and lowered her arm in a wide, downward arc. A mere second passed with nothing happening, then a blinding arc of silver light flew toward him and his energy-stealing net, destroying it.

She moved infront of Gelina, standing tall and defiant.

[owlsight]

The branch Kalimar settled on was also, momentarily, occupied by a silent owl. She'd been observing, and thusfar had observed enough to satisfy her. That was when she changed, the helm wearing, spear bearing image of a stately woman appearing beside Kalimar on the limb. "Be at rest, Kalimar. The gods are not all wicked nor forceful in their interactions with mortals. I know you've seen much in your time, but take heart that hope ever remains."

And with that, she'd disappear from Kalimar's sight. Her weight left the branch after that though, the goddess Athena cloaked from mortal sight as she stalked near to War. Oh, he'd see her. She'd made certain of that. She shrugged her shoulder to push back her white cloak, revealing the shield with Medusa's head. Her spear was held forward, bright eyes blazing, "You wished for an opponent worthy of you, War? You think highly of yourself, looking out at us with mortal eyes! Cease your attack on these righteous peoples, only a coward would lash out at the mortals when the gods stand before you, demanding explanations! You, the embodiment of war, are still at the mercy of either myself or my brother, Ares. You had not permission to join Death in these lands." Though, Athena doubted her strategic ways of war were included in this image. Where was Ares at, anyway? It was, she worried, conceivable that her hot headed brother would, in fact, have gone along with this.

Then again, Athena never much liked Ares. It was easy to think ill of him.