07-29-2018, 10:03 PM
Four, no longer.
Blood dribbled in glistening beads, originating from the wrong target. Fallen to misplaced anger and adorned with ruby streaks across ebony fabric was the girl, his partner. Everything slowed as though he had been submerged in water, the child-sized body fell before he and Jak, all breath had ceased from her small lithe form.
The crash-mage’s expression wilted in agony as a lump of what once was hung off his forearms, limp. It took seconds to soak his hands like warm gravy, ichor that was once life now drew the lines of death upon him. It took him no time to succumb to the magic that had thirsted and growled for so long just to be released from its immure. Justice would be served and for the death of a child, he would reap his vengeance. Cerise had fallen not in glory, but the path of destruction meant for him. Now, everyone would fall, and the strongest mage would surely be the last one standing.
Rage rolled in the miasma of the daunting air, static crackled as wind and gravity shattered the ground below him. Two demons’ power rivaled one another, blood colored eyes matched the stains on the crash-mage’s fingers. Nothing could take back what had happened, nor, what would soon become of them.
The mage’s face now remained flat, as Ash’s lips twitched with amusement laced with horror. “Yeah baby give me everything you’ve got!” Air seethed between her lips as her tongue slithered lapping up lustful saliva. While Jak withstood Gildarts’ initial hurricane of power, still grappling with what he had done he concluded it was what he had come here to do and not a worthwhile distraction. The succubus sniggered with excitement as electricity danced around her horns, the air thrilled with magic and the buildings and trees around them collapsed into a shroud of smog.
Wordless, Gildarts struck Jak with a slap, the impish creature was flatted as the ground around him shattered to bits. Blood burst from his cheek and burned with the sediment he’d been pressed to. Harsh gravity bound him and his stomach gripped with pain has he fought to merely stand.
“My, my Gilly, I’ve never seen this side of you before,” erupting in her palms was a blast of lightning that hit the mage square in the chest. The pain dosed him deeper into mindless mourning and he trudged forward, a juggernaut of power and harbinger of death. Ash teased sadistically, “Come on baby, I’m ready.”
Gildarts unleashed a phenomenal blast of pearlized power, a wave of blissful white encompassed the demon, perhaps even cleansing her as she felt a painful blast hit her body. “Keep… It coming.” she remained unrelenting and tossed back her own reins of power. Chains darted forth and punctured into the flesh of his chest, blood gushed and Ash maneuvered her way into pinning the prime down. He’d decimated all the trees and even the ground was unreliable, but with the right amount of chain, he would be bound where he stood.
Jak was now on his toes and ready to unleash everything on Gildarts, the slap still stung on his face and smudged his pride in front of Ash. Bullets fell to their mark one after the other as the Prime remained steady and in his sights. Ash clung to the chain not far from the barrage as she tried to combat the mage who sought to be free of his bondage. She was flung up, controlled by the arms that gripped the chain and then unleashed another wave of electricity through the metal vines binding him.
Tazed and dazed, the shadow across Gildarts face only grew, blinded by rage he felt no pain as Jak reloaded his guns, the mage merely uttered a “One…” Blood oozed from his lips, warm and lively, catching on the edge of his chin before dribbling in a steady stream coating his chest, “Two.”
“What’s that? Counting down to your defeat?” Ash still dominated as he remained in her grasp.
“Thr..uh,” the strongest prime unleashed vengeful judgement upon Jak and the murderer’s skin glistened in reflection to Fairytail’s holy seal.
“Jak!” Ash called out in horror, she’d had Gildarts pinned yet it still hadn’t been enough. The succubus had no time to watch her partner’s fate as her tether to the crash mage was cast aside, limp.
The crash mage’s knees wavered, energy sapped, yet across the battlefield, Cerise lay nearly still. "Ha, I knew he had it in ‘im,” she smiled to keep a hack of blood from escaping her lips and lifted her shaking wrist. With one eye she struggled to stare down the snout of her pistol from this angle, her neck flinched every time it moved a centimeter but finally when the spinning stopped and the pain was steady, she pressed down on the familiar trigger.
Blood dribbled in glistening beads, originating from the wrong target. Fallen to misplaced anger and adorned with ruby streaks across ebony fabric was the girl, his partner. Everything slowed as though he had been submerged in water, the child-sized body fell before he and Jak, all breath had ceased from her small lithe form.
The crash-mage’s expression wilted in agony as a lump of what once was hung off his forearms, limp. It took seconds to soak his hands like warm gravy, ichor that was once life now drew the lines of death upon him. It took him no time to succumb to the magic that had thirsted and growled for so long just to be released from its immure. Justice would be served and for the death of a child, he would reap his vengeance. Cerise had fallen not in glory, but the path of destruction meant for him. Now, everyone would fall, and the strongest mage would surely be the last one standing.
Rage rolled in the miasma of the daunting air, static crackled as wind and gravity shattered the ground below him. Two demons’ power rivaled one another, blood colored eyes matched the stains on the crash-mage’s fingers. Nothing could take back what had happened, nor, what would soon become of them.
The mage’s face now remained flat, as Ash’s lips twitched with amusement laced with horror. “Yeah baby give me everything you’ve got!” Air seethed between her lips as her tongue slithered lapping up lustful saliva. While Jak withstood Gildarts’ initial hurricane of power, still grappling with what he had done he concluded it was what he had come here to do and not a worthwhile distraction. The succubus sniggered with excitement as electricity danced around her horns, the air thrilled with magic and the buildings and trees around them collapsed into a shroud of smog.
Wordless, Gildarts struck Jak with a slap, the impish creature was flatted as the ground around him shattered to bits. Blood burst from his cheek and burned with the sediment he’d been pressed to. Harsh gravity bound him and his stomach gripped with pain has he fought to merely stand.
“My, my Gilly, I’ve never seen this side of you before,” erupting in her palms was a blast of lightning that hit the mage square in the chest. The pain dosed him deeper into mindless mourning and he trudged forward, a juggernaut of power and harbinger of death. Ash teased sadistically, “Come on baby, I’m ready.”
Gildarts unleashed a phenomenal blast of pearlized power, a wave of blissful white encompassed the demon, perhaps even cleansing her as she felt a painful blast hit her body. “Keep… It coming.” she remained unrelenting and tossed back her own reins of power. Chains darted forth and punctured into the flesh of his chest, blood gushed and Ash maneuvered her way into pinning the prime down. He’d decimated all the trees and even the ground was unreliable, but with the right amount of chain, he would be bound where he stood.
Jak was now on his toes and ready to unleash everything on Gildarts, the slap still stung on his face and smudged his pride in front of Ash. Bullets fell to their mark one after the other as the Prime remained steady and in his sights. Ash clung to the chain not far from the barrage as she tried to combat the mage who sought to be free of his bondage. She was flung up, controlled by the arms that gripped the chain and then unleashed another wave of electricity through the metal vines binding him.
Tazed and dazed, the shadow across Gildarts face only grew, blinded by rage he felt no pain as Jak reloaded his guns, the mage merely uttered a “One…” Blood oozed from his lips, warm and lively, catching on the edge of his chin before dribbling in a steady stream coating his chest, “Two.”
“What’s that? Counting down to your defeat?” Ash still dominated as he remained in her grasp.
“Thr..uh,” the strongest prime unleashed vengeful judgement upon Jak and the murderer’s skin glistened in reflection to Fairytail’s holy seal.
“Jak!” Ash called out in horror, she’d had Gildarts pinned yet it still hadn’t been enough. The succubus had no time to watch her partner’s fate as her tether to the crash mage was cast aside, limp.
The crash mage’s knees wavered, energy sapped, yet across the battlefield, Cerise lay nearly still. "Ha, I knew he had it in ‘im,” she smiled to keep a hack of blood from escaping her lips and lifted her shaking wrist. With one eye she struggled to stare down the snout of her pistol from this angle, her neck flinched every time it moved a centimeter but finally when the spinning stopped and the pain was steady, she pressed down on the familiar trigger.
Quote:T2 powerup used, 7/11 sp used as well as T2 aftermath for 2 sp, (5/11) Fairy law T3 (2/11) remaining
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