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Post by Syn Thornheart on Dec 5, 2005 23:17:41 GMT -5
His hand would rise up into the sky, the one that held that brand new katana. Having it slice right in the middle of the blast he just looked at Death. One half of the blast being absorbed into the katana, the other half blasting a hole in the wall. He just sighed softly. Moving the katana down onto the ground, slowly he drew a line. His body slightly bended as he did this. Leaving the katana tip on the ground, he slowly spun it.
His head rising up to look at Death with that grin on his face. His eyes looking dead into Death's. Slowly some strands of his own hair would brush along those slightly colored cheeks now. Hmph..stupid dust.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Dec 6, 2005 19:05:06 GMT -5
A chuckle would escape from Death's lips as he watched Syn, noting the grin on the demon's face as he stood there. Then, Death would suddenly lunge right at Syn, his feet barely touching the ground as he began to hurl bolt after bolt of ebon energy, using both hands to do so.
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Post by Syn Thornheart on Dec 6, 2005 19:29:51 GMT -5
"Ra Sheild!" A sheild would rise up from where Syn drew the line. The bolts connecting with this sheild as dust just rose up from the area. His hands would grap the katana by the hilt and dash forward threw the smoke, the black blade of his katana aiming for Death's left leg. Yay! Thank god for ninja techniques.
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Hades
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God of the Underworld
"Have your minons call my minons."
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Post by Hades on Dec 7, 2005 2:21:05 GMT -5
The god of the Underworld stands watching the battle. The avatar was acquitting himself well, Hades hand still rests on the back of his Throne as he watches the two fight. A squad of netherworld demons rush in, brandishing their weapons, the god holds his other hand up and they fall back against the wall, also watching.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Dec 7, 2005 13:04:10 GMT -5
As Syn's katana cut through his left leg, he would block any pain he would have felt. Rather, Death would bend his right leg, then would launch himself over Syn. As he landed behind the demon, Death would let loose with another attack. Six floating skulls, with ebon flames surrounding them, would launch themselves at Syn, letting out a screeching wail as they flew through the air.
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Post by Syn Thornheart on Dec 7, 2005 21:16:02 GMT -5
Hearing the drop of deaths leg he would turn around to get mauled by these skulls. His body laying there under the dog pile. Slowly his body would start to vibertate quickly, his body heating up as the skulls bursted into flames and turned into ashes.
His body flipped up and threw his katana towards Death. What death didnt see was that there was a second one behind the first katana. Softly Syn whisperd to himself. "Kaiten Kenbou."
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Dec 8, 2005 9:08:00 GMT -5
She would slowly move to the side a bit, leaning over as she grabbed Anduin, not stopping her lullaby, but now it was time to take him home. Picking him up, and using a big of her own hidden strength, she started home towards the castle.. there was nothing left for them to do.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Dec 8, 2005 12:45:40 GMT -5
As the katana flies toward Death, he reaches out and catches the weapon in his right hand. Not seeing the second katana, the flying weapon would stab into his side. Death would block out the pain as he pulled the second weapon out, twirling the blades before stabbing them into the ground: Very creative demon. But you wont be pulling the same trick twice!: Death then bends the katanas, snapping them in two. A chuckle would then escape his lips as he held his hands up in the air: Now, you shall feel every wound, every cut, every pain that you have felt for as long as you have lived demon. Then you will beg for mercy! Final Punishment!!: With that, ebon manacles appear in mid-air, cuffing themselves to Syn's arms. They would hold him in place as bolts of lightning slam into Syn, each one representing an injury that the demon had recieved over the course of his long life.
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Post by Syn Thornheart on Dec 8, 2005 18:45:01 GMT -5
He laughed as he felt those surges of lightling go into his body. Slowly sparks would appear out of the fingertips of the mage. "you forget who your using lightling..on.." He said, his body soon would start to glow as the peices of his katana would start to get magnatized (sp?) towards Syn. The smart deal was, that it would pierce threw the body of death. Bad deal, that Syn might end up loosing this battle. Mmhmm..
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Post by Earthmother Gaea on Dec 9, 2005 11:04:32 GMT -5
Up in the clearing, it seemed as if time had stopped. They stood around the body of the mage, waiting, while all around them the blizzard raged. The earth mother looks around at her fellow gods and goddesses. She first looks to Athena, holding the sword that once was War, then to Ares, who holds the flame bow that was Pestilence. "A grand solution, I admit, but these weapons may still hold some influence over mortals that hold them. It would be wise to consider carefully before giving them into mortal hands."
She looks once more at the hobbit, who finally nods to indicate it was time. Placing both hands on Alexander's body, she releases the earth powers into the body, calling his soul back from the Netherworld.
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