09-19-2017, 04:21 PM
Ebony yelped as the gust of air pushed against her, but her grip on the tunnel walls remained true. While not directly hit by the blast of air or any of the fast moving rubble, there were limited paths for the high density of air to take as it sought to equalise the pressure. She'd taken refuge in one of them.
Crashes, grunts, and screams tore at her resolve - reminding her how easy it was to take injuries in combat. It was never as simple as her books made it out to be - she couldn't 'beat someone up' and have both sides come out of it OK. Nonetheless, she forced herself forwards, back into the fight, flinching at the raw destruction as she tried to make her way through the rubble. What remained of the ceiling before had come crashing down with the wind, now forced to the far edges of the room. Using her magic, Ebony pushed a large chunk of rock to the side, clearing the way for her to rejoin Summer.
Her friend had wasted no time in continuing his assault, having hooked his whip around the archer and pulled the dragon towards him - dragging the foe through sharp pieces of rubble as he did so. Spotting Ebony, the storm incarnate spun the bow user around, pinning his arms behind his back using both his whip and brute strength to do so. Despite the resistance, Summer forced his opponent to remain still, although the strain was clear on both of their faces.
"I'll hold him steady." Summer shifted one of his arms up to his captive's neck, holding his forearm and wrist across the archer's throat. His thumb knuckle dug in just below the jaw, causing the archer to shift onto the tips of his toes to alleviate the strain. Summer's other arm remained to pin the captive's arms against his back. He grinned, "Light 'im up, Eb!"
"O-on it." It felt strange and almost wrong to her, yet she began preparing the spell regardless. She knew the archer wouldn't hesitate in hurting her or her friends, but something about harming a visually defenceless opponent rubbed her the wrong way, even if it was a monster. A vicious, evil, monster with a terrible taste in fashion - those leathery boots looked disgusting. Ebony dawdled, waiting to actually fire the bolts of magic just slightly longer than she needed to. Arm steadied, she braced herself for what she was about to do.
Deftly, in those short moments she delayed, the archer manoeuvred his weaker body, hopping slightly and freeing his right arm. As he fell, eyes bulging from the sudden strain on his neck, he drew a thick steel dagger from his waist and drove it down into Summer's right leg. Summer grunted, cursing. Ebony yelped, almost losing focus on the magic, but managing to keep the mana steady by sheer force of will. Her magic would do as she wanted. She closed her eyes briefly, releasing the stored mana. In the close proximity, the attacks had no chance of missing - and her target was still pinned despite his attack against Summer. One after another, three glowing purple orbs planted themselves in archers chest, driving craters into his stomach. Ebony saw none of this, and from the screaming, she glad she chose not to watch.
The archer fell to his knees as Summer relaxed his grip on his neck. Carefully, Summer freed the knife from his leg; it didn't dig too deep, but it did bleed. Just as Ebony tentatively opened her eyes, still looking at the floor, the storm incarnate stomped down on the monster's back, bending its body forwards and plunging the steel knife into its back. There was a strange gurgling noise in the back of the creature's throat before it slumped, relaxing against the ground.
Grunting, Summer used lightning to cauterise his new wound.
His injury was her fault. Her hesitation. Guilt gripped at Ebony, causing her to visibly shrink slightly under her cloak. With the aid of her magic, she pulled her hood up, grabbing onto her scythe with both hands. "S-sorry. If I'd attacked sooner-"
BANG!
The bullet didn't pierce her deeply, but it drove a hole through the side of her cloak, digging into the right of her ribs. Coughing, spluttering, and simply trying to breathe through both the shock and pain, Ebony fell her knees, holding her hands around the impact site. She gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut. Her hands felt wet - she weakly tried to press her palms against the wound in an attempt to hold the blood in but pushing down hurt. Instead, it looked more like she was hugging herself. She whimpered quietly, not thinking of anything - just wanting the pain to stop.
BANG!
Ebony didn't even flinch at the sound of a second bullet, although this shot hit no one. While its target was Summer, her friend was already on top of her attacker, dodging easily in the close range. Lighting flared from his hand at the sacrifice of the bones in his two smaller fingers, shoving the gunslinger back and breaking his jaw. Without missing a beat, Summer flicked his whip pulling his opponent back to him before they could react. A vicious grin curled up his face as he eyed up the hot pool of lava, gradually pushing the gunslinger towards it.
Crashes, grunts, and screams tore at her resolve - reminding her how easy it was to take injuries in combat. It was never as simple as her books made it out to be - she couldn't 'beat someone up' and have both sides come out of it OK. Nonetheless, she forced herself forwards, back into the fight, flinching at the raw destruction as she tried to make her way through the rubble. What remained of the ceiling before had come crashing down with the wind, now forced to the far edges of the room. Using her magic, Ebony pushed a large chunk of rock to the side, clearing the way for her to rejoin Summer.
Her friend had wasted no time in continuing his assault, having hooked his whip around the archer and pulled the dragon towards him - dragging the foe through sharp pieces of rubble as he did so. Spotting Ebony, the storm incarnate spun the bow user around, pinning his arms behind his back using both his whip and brute strength to do so. Despite the resistance, Summer forced his opponent to remain still, although the strain was clear on both of their faces.
"I'll hold him steady." Summer shifted one of his arms up to his captive's neck, holding his forearm and wrist across the archer's throat. His thumb knuckle dug in just below the jaw, causing the archer to shift onto the tips of his toes to alleviate the strain. Summer's other arm remained to pin the captive's arms against his back. He grinned, "Light 'im up, Eb!"
"O-on it." It felt strange and almost wrong to her, yet she began preparing the spell regardless. She knew the archer wouldn't hesitate in hurting her or her friends, but something about harming a visually defenceless opponent rubbed her the wrong way, even if it was a monster. A vicious, evil, monster with a terrible taste in fashion - those leathery boots looked disgusting. Ebony dawdled, waiting to actually fire the bolts of magic just slightly longer than she needed to. Arm steadied, she braced herself for what she was about to do.
Deftly, in those short moments she delayed, the archer manoeuvred his weaker body, hopping slightly and freeing his right arm. As he fell, eyes bulging from the sudden strain on his neck, he drew a thick steel dagger from his waist and drove it down into Summer's right leg. Summer grunted, cursing. Ebony yelped, almost losing focus on the magic, but managing to keep the mana steady by sheer force of will. Her magic would do as she wanted. She closed her eyes briefly, releasing the stored mana. In the close proximity, the attacks had no chance of missing - and her target was still pinned despite his attack against Summer. One after another, three glowing purple orbs planted themselves in archers chest, driving craters into his stomach. Ebony saw none of this, and from the screaming, she glad she chose not to watch.
The archer fell to his knees as Summer relaxed his grip on his neck. Carefully, Summer freed the knife from his leg; it didn't dig too deep, but it did bleed. Just as Ebony tentatively opened her eyes, still looking at the floor, the storm incarnate stomped down on the monster's back, bending its body forwards and plunging the steel knife into its back. There was a strange gurgling noise in the back of the creature's throat before it slumped, relaxing against the ground.
Grunting, Summer used lightning to cauterise his new wound.
His injury was her fault. Her hesitation. Guilt gripped at Ebony, causing her to visibly shrink slightly under her cloak. With the aid of her magic, she pulled her hood up, grabbing onto her scythe with both hands. "S-sorry. If I'd attacked sooner-"
BANG!
The bullet didn't pierce her deeply, but it drove a hole through the side of her cloak, digging into the right of her ribs. Coughing, spluttering, and simply trying to breathe through both the shock and pain, Ebony fell her knees, holding her hands around the impact site. She gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut. Her hands felt wet - she weakly tried to press her palms against the wound in an attempt to hold the blood in but pushing down hurt. Instead, it looked more like she was hugging herself. She whimpered quietly, not thinking of anything - just wanting the pain to stop.
BANG!
Ebony didn't even flinch at the sound of a second bullet, although this shot hit no one. While its target was Summer, her friend was already on top of her attacker, dodging easily in the close range. Lighting flared from his hand at the sacrifice of the bones in his two smaller fingers, shoving the gunslinger back and breaking his jaw. Without missing a beat, Summer flicked his whip pulling his opponent back to him before they could react. A vicious grin curled up his face as he eyed up the hot pool of lava, gradually pushing the gunslinger towards it.
Quote:900 words (2000 total this round)
Summer uses his whip to pull Archer towards him.
Archer is dragged through rubble and then pinned by Summer.
Archer frees an arm and uses it to grab a dagger to stab Summer's right leg.
Eb shoots Archer in the chest with elemental blast. (Multispell, magic + magic + magic, i.e. 3* 5 second change attacks - all pure damage)
Summer smashes Archer on the head, pulls out the dagger, then shanks Archer with it.
Gunslinger shoots Ebony in the chest (bullet is probably in there, fairly shallow wound, maybe a fractured rib - otherwise just some blood and a lot of brusing - she didn't take it well).
Summer fucks up Gunslinger with Lightning Strike.
Summer grabs Gunslinger with the help of his whip and starts making his way towards the lava (and is planning to shove the dude's face in it).