06-18-2018, 01:11 PM
*drip*
*drip*
A pool of blood converged around the exorcist’s boots. His left arm dangled at his torso’s side. Trying to move the incapacitated limb caused nothing but excruciating pain.
To Kanda, it was still incomprehensible. The man he swore allegiance to, now a demon himself. Conflict reverberated within him, was he to slay the king as to his exorcist code; or does he honor his oath to the king.
Kanda observed the demon take to the sky, emitting a deep roar through the arena. For some, this may appear as a victorious shout, to Yu it was a desperate cry for help. He knew what needed to be done.
The swordsman dragged his impaired body over towards the floored Disney hero. When a shadow appeared across Mickey’s face, he glanced up, noticing his partner’s hand reaching out to him, “If it’s redemption you seek, help me save his soul from damnation.” The exorcist’s words were a godsend. Offering atonement for the nightmare that has been haunting Mickey ever since he condemned the king of heroes to the underverse.
The keyblade hero was without words. Wistful tears appeared in his eyes before he took a firm grasp of Kanda’s hand. One swift, firm pull got the mouse back up on his feet. In spite of Mickey’s downtrodden countenance, Yu was able to see the conviction burning within the wounded prime.
Kanda shouted towards the abused ginger who’s body laid battered upon the tarnished stone floor, “This isn’t some game anymore kid. You either help us save your partner or stay the hell out of our way. Got it?!” Without bothering to look up or move the rest of his body Desman simply responded with a casual thumbs up.
Above them, Gilgamesh’s vigorous battle cry send a clear message: they were out of time.
Yu turned back to his partner. Mickey’s heavy breathing calmed down gradually when he noticed one of Kanda’s extremely rare soft smiles. The mysterious prime seemed at peace, reaching a place of zen within his own soul. Combined with his strong posture it appeared as if he was emitting a strong serene aura. Sparks of innocence unexpectedly emerged from God’s chosen champion.
The divine aqua colored energy engulfed the exorcist. Wrapping itself around the holy warrior, sculpting an angelic body in which Kanda himself slowly vanished from sight. Vast feathered wings of sparking energy sprouted from his back, completing the holy form.
Mickey’s jaw dropped. An angel was sent to help him fight the evil within Gilgamesh. The mute warrior from the heavens kneeled, hinting the mouse to get on his back. Without hesitation, he climbed on.
A symbolic manifestation of the most ancient of conflicts was about to unfold for everyone to see. Good versus evil, angels and demons, heaven against hell.
“COME AT ME!!” The demon cried out impatiently.
“Let’s go, pal!” Mickey shouted, straddling the Exorcist as if he were some divine steed. The angel took to the skies, his ascent calm until he locked onto his demonic target. The Angel soared for the fallen King, his partner clinging on for dear life upon his back. Closing the gap in the blink of an eye, the Demon got taken aback by Kanda’s abrupt arrival.
Gilgamesh countered, throwing his body towards the imposing threat. Both primes thrust their weapons forward, producing a catastrophic clash of strength. The crackling sound of the innocence energy pressing against the blackened weapon of the demon echoed through the arena. Their balance in strength was undeniable, which infuriated the beast even more.
“You...insects. Just die!” The demon dug deep and managed to push the angel back. Mickey used the swordsman's one good shoulder as a stepping stone, jumping upwards. Gilgamesh was unable to follow his rival as he found himself surrounded by the exorcist high-speed afterimage ability. Several strikes were aimed at the demon, who was skillful enough to deflect some of the blows even if he was unable to see them coming.
“It's time to stop Gilgamesh!” the familiar high pitched voice shouted overhead. The demon king glanced up. Mickey stood on the Arabian carpet, keyblade in hand pointed towards him. “FIRE!” The mouse bouldered before releasing a ball of fire.
It was the perfect distraction allowing Kanda to get into prime position. Guiding his holy weapon through the outer black goo, penetrating deep enough to carve a flesh canyon alongside the demon’s spinal cord. Gilgamesh shrieked when skin and slime alike separated, revealing his insides through the gaping wound.
Gilgamesh descended from the heavens like a fallen deity, followed swiftly by the angel of salvation and his one-eared partner. Gil’s “landing” was followed by Kanda crashing into him, nailing him to the ground by forcing his katana through the mad king’s bicep. The king’s cries send a chill down Kanda’s spine.
Mickey assisted, using all of his remaining strength to keep Gilgamesh down as he peered over to the redheaded prime, who was simply gawking. “We need your help, Desman! Help us save him!” The mouse cried out desperately, hoping to appeal to the humanitarian within the ginger.
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*drip*
A pool of blood converged around the exorcist’s boots. His left arm dangled at his torso’s side. Trying to move the incapacitated limb caused nothing but excruciating pain.
To Kanda, it was still incomprehensible. The man he swore allegiance to, now a demon himself. Conflict reverberated within him, was he to slay the king as to his exorcist code; or does he honor his oath to the king.
Kanda observed the demon take to the sky, emitting a deep roar through the arena. For some, this may appear as a victorious shout, to Yu it was a desperate cry for help. He knew what needed to be done.
The swordsman dragged his impaired body over towards the floored Disney hero. When a shadow appeared across Mickey’s face, he glanced up, noticing his partner’s hand reaching out to him, “If it’s redemption you seek, help me save his soul from damnation.” The exorcist’s words were a godsend. Offering atonement for the nightmare that has been haunting Mickey ever since he condemned the king of heroes to the underverse.
The keyblade hero was without words. Wistful tears appeared in his eyes before he took a firm grasp of Kanda’s hand. One swift, firm pull got the mouse back up on his feet. In spite of Mickey’s downtrodden countenance, Yu was able to see the conviction burning within the wounded prime.
Kanda shouted towards the abused ginger who’s body laid battered upon the tarnished stone floor, “This isn’t some game anymore kid. You either help us save your partner or stay the hell out of our way. Got it?!” Without bothering to look up or move the rest of his body Desman simply responded with a casual thumbs up.
Above them, Gilgamesh’s vigorous battle cry send a clear message: they were out of time.
Yu turned back to his partner. Mickey’s heavy breathing calmed down gradually when he noticed one of Kanda’s extremely rare soft smiles. The mysterious prime seemed at peace, reaching a place of zen within his own soul. Combined with his strong posture it appeared as if he was emitting a strong serene aura. Sparks of innocence unexpectedly emerged from God’s chosen champion.
The divine aqua colored energy engulfed the exorcist. Wrapping itself around the holy warrior, sculpting an angelic body in which Kanda himself slowly vanished from sight. Vast feathered wings of sparking energy sprouted from his back, completing the holy form.
Mickey’s jaw dropped. An angel was sent to help him fight the evil within Gilgamesh. The mute warrior from the heavens kneeled, hinting the mouse to get on his back. Without hesitation, he climbed on.
A symbolic manifestation of the most ancient of conflicts was about to unfold for everyone to see. Good versus evil, angels and demons, heaven against hell.
“COME AT ME!!” The demon cried out impatiently.
“Let’s go, pal!” Mickey shouted, straddling the Exorcist as if he were some divine steed. The angel took to the skies, his ascent calm until he locked onto his demonic target. The Angel soared for the fallen King, his partner clinging on for dear life upon his back. Closing the gap in the blink of an eye, the Demon got taken aback by Kanda’s abrupt arrival.
Gilgamesh countered, throwing his body towards the imposing threat. Both primes thrust their weapons forward, producing a catastrophic clash of strength. The crackling sound of the innocence energy pressing against the blackened weapon of the demon echoed through the arena. Their balance in strength was undeniable, which infuriated the beast even more.
“You...insects. Just die!” The demon dug deep and managed to push the angel back. Mickey used the swordsman's one good shoulder as a stepping stone, jumping upwards. Gilgamesh was unable to follow his rival as he found himself surrounded by the exorcist high-speed afterimage ability. Several strikes were aimed at the demon, who was skillful enough to deflect some of the blows even if he was unable to see them coming.
“It's time to stop Gilgamesh!” the familiar high pitched voice shouted overhead. The demon king glanced up. Mickey stood on the Arabian carpet, keyblade in hand pointed towards him. “FIRE!” The mouse bouldered before releasing a ball of fire.
It was the perfect distraction allowing Kanda to get into prime position. Guiding his holy weapon through the outer black goo, penetrating deep enough to carve a flesh canyon alongside the demon’s spinal cord. Gilgamesh shrieked when skin and slime alike separated, revealing his insides through the gaping wound.
Gilgamesh descended from the heavens like a fallen deity, followed swiftly by the angel of salvation and his one-eared partner. Gil’s “landing” was followed by Kanda crashing into him, nailing him to the ground by forcing his katana through the mad king’s bicep. The king’s cries send a chill down Kanda’s spine.
Mickey assisted, using all of his remaining strength to keep Gilgamesh down as he peered over to the redheaded prime, who was simply gawking. “We need your help, Desman! Help us save him!” The mouse cried out desperately, hoping to appeal to the humanitarian within the ginger.
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Kanda remains in his Angelic form for the remainder of this round. 0/7 SP left
Angelic form stats:
ATK:8
DEF:2
SPD:10
TEC:4
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You're naive. We're destroyers, not saviors. - Yu Kanda