11-10-2015, 08:48 AM
The sorcerer hit the ground with enough force to pop his shoulder out of its socket with an audible pop! Even so, he clamped down the scream welling up in his throat and rolled over to watch a brilliant flash of golden photons blast through the roof of the bottom TIE fighter just before the two collided.
Clever girl.
A weak smile spread across Shang’s visage as he struggled up to a standing position. The translucent vapors were already choking at his throat and eyes, but he was beyond caring at this point. Even as shards of twisted metal and little fireballs rained down from the sky, his eyes remained glued to the trembling woman as she likewise rose up to a standing position.
Of the two of them, she was worse for wear. Her proximity to the explosion had peppered her with flames and shrapnel, so much so that her spandex was imbedded in a few places with beads of blackened metal. In other places, her spandex costume seemed almost melted to her formerly pristine flesh. Her hair, formerly a beautiful shade of blonde, was blackened and bloodstained from a shard of metal scraping away a part of her scalp. Despite all the agony she must have been in, the woman managed to wink before holding up a hand and shooting a concentrated pulse of energy at the sorcerer.
With a growl, Shang threw himself back toward the ground. In the moment before he scrambled back to his feet, he caught a glimpse of a cache of weapons resting on the ground about ten yards away. The box of fancy, future-tech weaponry had fallen from one of the armory stands during the woman’s orbital bombardment.
“Lost a little spring in your step?” The spandex-clad blonde rasped as she launched another bolt of energy toward her foe. This time Shang was a little more prepared, and he was able to less awkwardly dodge away from the attack as its owner, now wielding a jagged piece of steel as a cudgel, jogged toward him.
Reaching out a hand, Shang telekinetically summoned a small black handle from the crate. The metal cylinder jiggled once before shooting into his eager hand. As the woman closed in to deliver a fatal blow, Shang held out the device and smashed down on the only button he could see. While he had expected it to be a gun of some sort, he wasn’t disappointed when a cylindrical blade of red energy erupted outward with a sizzling crackle and plunged through the woman’s right lung.
The blonde’s eyes went wide as they fell to the scintillating blade through her chest. Her makeshift cudgel dropped to the ground as her knees buckled underneath her. Shang clicked off the energy sword and watched as his adversary crumpled into a heap on the ground. Even as it grew harder to breath, she tried to lift a hand to attack him.
With a scowl, Shang took a step forward and stomped the woman’s hand into the ground. He dropped into a crouch and leaned in close enough that she could feel his breath on her ear. “Your soul is mine.” A beat later, he smashed his elbow into the side of her skull and rose back into a standing position.
After lifting a fist to celebrate with the crowd, he went about the claiming of his prize as the life drained from his opponent's eyes.
Clever girl.
A weak smile spread across Shang’s visage as he struggled up to a standing position. The translucent vapors were already choking at his throat and eyes, but he was beyond caring at this point. Even as shards of twisted metal and little fireballs rained down from the sky, his eyes remained glued to the trembling woman as she likewise rose up to a standing position.
Of the two of them, she was worse for wear. Her proximity to the explosion had peppered her with flames and shrapnel, so much so that her spandex was imbedded in a few places with beads of blackened metal. In other places, her spandex costume seemed almost melted to her formerly pristine flesh. Her hair, formerly a beautiful shade of blonde, was blackened and bloodstained from a shard of metal scraping away a part of her scalp. Despite all the agony she must have been in, the woman managed to wink before holding up a hand and shooting a concentrated pulse of energy at the sorcerer.
With a growl, Shang threw himself back toward the ground. In the moment before he scrambled back to his feet, he caught a glimpse of a cache of weapons resting on the ground about ten yards away. The box of fancy, future-tech weaponry had fallen from one of the armory stands during the woman’s orbital bombardment.
“Lost a little spring in your step?” The spandex-clad blonde rasped as she launched another bolt of energy toward her foe. This time Shang was a little more prepared, and he was able to less awkwardly dodge away from the attack as its owner, now wielding a jagged piece of steel as a cudgel, jogged toward him.
Reaching out a hand, Shang telekinetically summoned a small black handle from the crate. The metal cylinder jiggled once before shooting into his eager hand. As the woman closed in to deliver a fatal blow, Shang held out the device and smashed down on the only button he could see. While he had expected it to be a gun of some sort, he wasn’t disappointed when a cylindrical blade of red energy erupted outward with a sizzling crackle and plunged through the woman’s right lung.
The blonde’s eyes went wide as they fell to the scintillating blade through her chest. Her makeshift cudgel dropped to the ground as her knees buckled underneath her. Shang clicked off the energy sword and watched as his adversary crumpled into a heap on the ground. Even as it grew harder to breath, she tried to lift a hand to attack him.
With a scowl, Shang took a step forward and stomped the woman’s hand into the ground. He dropped into a crouch and leaned in close enough that she could feel his breath on her ear. “Your soul is mine.” A beat later, he smashed his elbow into the side of her skull and rose back into a standing position.
After lifting a fist to celebrate with the crowd, he went about the claiming of his prize as the life drained from his opponent's eyes.
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