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"Thanks" murmured Rastlin weakly. With the loss of his sword he was now more vulnerable to any enemy attack at close range. Elidor noticed this and glanced around at the surrounding demons. Seeing one with a suitable weapon, Elidor charged at it and disarmed it, most literally. As the demon screamed, clutching the bloody stump of it arm with the still intact on, Elidor flick up the demon's sword with his foot, caught it and severed the creatures head. He tested the weight of it, not the finest of all swords he'd held, but it would suffice. He quickly turned to see a demon with a large, cruel looking war hammer move towards Rastlin, who had began to back away. Without a weapon and unable to cast anymore magic yet after the barrier spell, Rastlin was basically a sitting duck. "Shit" Elidor said and charged at the monstrosity about to strike down his friend. As he charged, he dropped his scythe and the demon's sword. His body started to change in places. His eyes began to glow and his skin took on a golden shine. Two silvery feathered wing spread out from his back. While the change happened, he began to move fast as his muscles strengthened. The Demon began to swing his war hammer down to strike Rastlin, but suddenly found it stop moving as a golden hand clammed itself round the hammer's head. "Oh no you don't" Snarled Elidor, fully transformed into his Celestial form. The demon struggled, trying to free its war hammer from Elidor's grasp but its attempts did little. Elidor grinned at the demon then effortlessly tore the warhammer out of it's grasp and threw it to the ground. Now the demon began to back away, a look at terror on its face as it looked at the angelic man. Elidor gave it one last grin then pulled back a fist then punched the demon right in the face, causing it's skull to cave in and its neck to snap. Elidor let out a sigh then dropped down onto a knee. the golden shine on his skin faded, his eyes when back to normal and his wings disappeared. He groaned as he felt his muscles burn and his bones ache "D...Damnit." he grunted as the brief time in Celestial form took its toll on his body. Behind him Rastlin, who by now had recovered a bit from the extensive use of magic, picked up the discarded scythe and sword and walked over to Elidor, handed the scythe to him then hooked his hand under Elidor's shoulder, helping him to his feet. "Come on now, you can collapse after the battle" he murmured softly then glanced up to the hilltop and its storm. He glanced back at Bren. "That looks bad. Any clue whats going on?"
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Carpe Cerevisi
"Choose your Weapons, Speak your Name, State your Motive, Shout your Faith, Stand your Ground and Fight. Fight for Honor, Fight for Justice, Fight for Truth. Fight and Make them Suffer, Make them Beg, Make them Pay. Make even the Grim Reaper Fear your Name"
‘He is not fit for battle who has never seen his own blood flow, who has not heard his teeth crunch under the blow of an opponent, or felt the full weight of his adversary upon him.’ ~Roger of Howden
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Bren moved his head to look directly at the storm and his ears pricked forward for a moment. "i can't place their exact locations.... but whoever it is. they are having one hell of a fight." he waited a moment, before quickly turning to face a deamon taking its head in both paws and squeasing until its head exploded. Bren snarled and lowered to one knee for a short moment, his huge mass seemed to shudder for a moment. the blood rage had suddenly left him and his fatigue returened, with the ammount of stress that took hold of him in one quick spazim. he got upi and shook himself "i can never quite get used to the withdrawl of that." he reached one paw behind his head and clicked out a small cramp that had started to form. "it only makes sence that its one of ours fighting up there. the abyss is too organised to have two of the higher in command fight each other for the position of top dog." Bren snorted at his own joke for a moment then continued to pound the enemy for a moment. Bren paused after crushing yest another demon, his paws now slippery with blood and gore. he though for a moment, consentrating intencly on the hilltop. " that storm is preventing me from reaching those inside it..."
Carra panted for a moment.thinking that this wouldn't of been as hard if she was at her maximum. every attack i make he antisipates it before i actually do anything.... carra's eyes opned wide for a moment before she corrected her stance, never taking her eyes off the leader of the horde. that has to be it..... he is reading my mind! Thats how he knows my every movement! . The demon lowered his sored, a cold laugh errupted from under his helm. his voice seemed either to be unnaturally deep, carra decided that it must of been ultered by his helmet, or by a more magical means. "Very clever of you. you found it out much quicker than most who face me. that has proven to be their downfall." without thinking Carra decided that she woiuld have to some how mix up her thoughts so he would read them wrong. he continued to speak with confidence "after all.... who can deny his own mind." Carra lunged forward and the demon lifted his blade, she shifted her wheight to the left, and that thought was enough to trigger the demon to move to the left, thats when Carra smiled, she moved to the right with ease and took a large chunk out of his shoulder plate as she passed him. Carra reveled in thinking of the recation beneth her opponents helm. "you are playing with the strongest now." The demon tenced and ran at Carra, his movements seeming more clumbsy and random than before. it was then that carra deduced it, with a sence of victory "he's afraid..." she said so softly that the other could not possibly hear. "TAKE THIS!!" carra replicated the same routene however, now expeciting the change, the demon moved to the right, but carra continued on her corse and struck him on the left, removing an equally large chunk out his left shoulderplate. "not so easy now that the playingfeild has been leveled eh?" the demon only snorted and want for carra. Carra had started to conserve her energy by restricting her movements to a minimum, making the demon do all the running. slowly but surely, Carra was tireing him out. The demon was so consintrated on carra now. "HA! NONE OF YOUR FRIENDS CAN HELP YOU NOW!" he lifted his hands to the sky and the storm cloud churned untill it was a solid barrier that neither of them could cross. "i am going to have fun tearing you slowly apart." he said as he advanced slowly. carra did the same "and i am going to enjoy making you into my pet!" and that spurred the two into another clash of blades. only this time the fight was equal.
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Rastlin skewered a demon through the stomach with the blade Elidor had pillaged for him and grimaced at the smells that emanated from inside it "Ye Gods, this one smells like its been eating crap." He whined, pulling the blade free. a few meters to his right, Elidor weakly parried a sword stroke on the shaft of his scythe and pushed back, causing his assailant to stumble backwards. With a grunt Elidor aimed a clumsy swipe at the creatures neck, but misjudged the distance and caught the demon's neck on the shaft just under blade on his scythe. Elidor sighed then hauled back, severing the demon's head. "Dammit. Bren?! how many more demons are left? I doubt i can continue fighting for much more" He yelled. Rastlin, trying to pull his blade free from between the ribs of a enemy nodded. "Agreed. They have to be running low on soldiers, haven't they?" He yelled then glanced around and crouched down as a mace was swung wildly at him. It passed through the air above his head, missing by only a hair's width. Rastlin growled and sprang back to his feet, as he did so he moved his sword to point up and it impaled the demon with the mace through the chin.
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Carpe Cerevisi
"Choose your Weapons, Speak your Name, State your Motive, Shout your Faith, Stand your Ground and Fight. Fight for Honor, Fight for Justice, Fight for Truth. Fight and Make them Suffer, Make them Beg, Make them Pay. Make even the Grim Reaper Fear your Name"
‘He is not fit for battle who has never seen his own blood flow, who has not heard his teeth crunch under the blow of an opponent, or felt the full weight of his adversary upon him.’ ~Roger of Howden
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Bren looked at Elidor, with a deamon's spine hanging from his mouth. He spat it out to the other side " if you think they smell bad... think how bad they have to taste." Bren turned to see a large deamon about to strike at him with an axe, the deamon was even bigger than he was "the bigger they are..." he said in a growl and lunged at the deamon, sidestepping the axe. Bren jumped at the last moment onto the Deamons shoulders and took a quick scan of the battlefeild before ripping thrugh the demons neck. he ran over to elidor and Rastlin. with a weary groan he stated that which they all dreadded. " i can't see a single break in their defences. each one that is killed is replaced by another, but i don't know where the source is. but im guessing THAT has something to do with it." Bren guestured with his head at the now solid orb of cloud. " my thoughts still can't seem to peneirate it.... in fact, its gotten stronger. " Both Carra and her opponent were breathing heavily, his suit of armour had gashes and chunks missing from it, and Carra looked torn apart too. "its time you said your goodbyes.." Carra let out a sigh and streightned "thats like the fifth time youv'e said that... shouldn't you be serious when you make threats?" The deamon growled under his helm, still in a defencive stance "how about i let you in allittle secret eh? You ever wondered why your forces are dwindeling? why there always seems to be more of us then there are of you?" Carra swore he was smiling under his helm. "Karaka bestowed a special gift apon us, a portal that feeds right from the heart of the abyss..." Carra grinned "if these are your so called ultimate worriors im not impressed." "you FOOL! this is only the tip of the mighty empire, although i have to admit it was foolish of us to think that we could take you out with the newly transformed." Carra had had enough, and heard all she wanted to hear "enough of your monalogue." Carra used the last of her strength to sprint towards the demon, and with the hilt of her dagger she hit the bottom of his helm, sending it fly into the air, withought a wasted movement she sunk her teeth into the nape of his neck. after a short moment he fell to the ground and Carra was on her knees, a small droplet of blood on her chin. "you put up quite a fight i have to say...." she looked around her as the stormcloud lifted and completely vanished. The demons suddenly stopped their attack and gased upon the hill. "i guess this is mu que. you just lay there alittle whi.... HOLY SHIT!!" she looked at her apponent, he was not the grotesque demon she had thought him to be, instead there lay an elf. Carra looked around the hill where they had been fighting, the floor was covered with cloud when they were fighting so she could not of seen what she had sliced off. There lay the remains of most of his armour and a black thing further off. Carra squinted and saw what resembled a tattered wing. "well.... sky elf, how about that.... now what was he doing serving the abyss....." Carra diddnt have time to think about that for the moment. she stood up on the hill and gased down weirily on the battlefeild. the demons from below knew that their commander had been defeated and started to flee. "they could of beaten us..... but the moment their commander goes down they run away like little babys." Carra looked back at the elf who had passed out. "well.... i guess it wouldnt hurt having a single winged pet. Bren is going to kill me for it tho..." OOC: character sheet to follow. <  >
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