[Round 2] Skeletor & Kuzuru vs Broly & Amber

[Skeletor]

Skeletor clung to his horse’s neck as he fled the saiyan’s onslaught. The weaponless Eternian seethed as he struggled to escape. Broly charged after him, lance held at rest, laughing the entire way.

“Where do you think you’re going, scoundrel?” Broly shouted, catching hold of Skeletor by the scruff of his hood.  With the insane strength of a Saiyan, Broly flung Skeletor off his horse. Skeletor skipped across the field like an irate stone, then rolled to a stop, reflexively willing his Havoc staff to his grasp.

“You will regret that pride when I- Wha?” Skeletor’s retort caught in his mouth as the Abyss yanked him back towards his horse. The warlock tumbled helplessly through the air, back towards his waiting foe. Broly smirked and thrust his lance forward into Skeletor’s stomach, impaling the hapless Warlock like a pig midflight.

“I don’t think I’ll be the one with regrets, ghast.” Broly smirked, as Skeletor squirmed painfully on the wooden pole, Dantephysics allowing the moment to sink in for maximum viewer ratings. With a growl Skeletor thrust his havoc staff forward, the ram’s skull smacking into Broly’ face with a satisfying crunch.Skeletor unleashed a blast of magic point blank for good measure and the saiyan screamed in rage. Broly dropped the lance, allowing Skeletor to finish his trip back to his saddle.  

Skeletor splintered the lance, leaving a section still wedged in his abdomen, trying to steady his dangerously shallow breathing. His stupid horse had stopped at one of the sheds again. Skeletor almost berated the beast, but the assortment of weaponry caught his attention.

“How good are you in a kitchen, faker?” Skeletor asked, his power reaching out to a nearby weapons rack. Broly looked at him, confusion evident on the warrior prince’s face.

“I do not perform such base craftwork,” The Saiyan answered, starting towards Skeletor’s position. Skeletor cast his arms out wide, tattered cloak billowing as his magic arrayed several of the weapons into the air behind him, spinning with deadly momentum.

“Then let’s see how you handle a blender! Nyeheeeheehehee!” Skeletor cackled, then swept his arms forward.  Broly pulled his warhorse to a rearing halt as the onslaught of spinning weapons flew towards him. The Saiyan’s reflexes managed to snatch a halberd from the storm, but even with the horse to shield him several weapons sliced and battered his flesh.

“How did you like that, you boob!” Skeletor cackled, “because it’s time for a second helping!” The warlock raised his staff above his head with both hands, gathering power to unleash a volley of magic at the recovering Saiyan. His channeling was interrupted by a trio of rifle shots from Amber’s weapon.

“You meddlesome brat!” Skeletor seethed, his concentration ruined as he whirled on the huntress. Amber still stood atop her horse, Razorback transforming back into a zwei-hander as she drew near. The Huntress shifted her position atop of her steed and as she neared leapt clear from the horse, into the air above Skeletor. The startled warlock raised his havoc staff, as she brought the Zwei-hander down in an overhead strike. The weapons clashed with a power that the injured Skeletor could barely match. Her momentum halted, Amber and Skeletor locked glares.

“You cannot hope to match my power!” the warlock spat, rage overcoming pain as he held his defense against her strike.

“Yeah? Look behind you.” The huntress quipped, then the rubber banding effect pulled her away towards her horse. Skeletor whirled as Broly came thundering in, halberd poised. Before the Saiyan could strike however, a chain snaked out and snapped around his throat, choking the warrior, and foiling his surprise attack.

“Bucephalus says your horse sucks!” Kuzuru shouted jovially as he sped past. Skeletor couldn’t tell who he meant the jab at. The war demon raced away, his victim forced into pursuit.  Barely glancing at Skeletor, Amber turned to help her ally. Skeletor lowered his havoc staff, his horse nickering as it hoofed the ground impatiently.

Skeletor muscled his stallion back towards the battle, a fire steadily building in his empty eyes. Indignity mounted upon indignity, from ally and enemy alike. Karl Jak placed them upon these worthless steeds for the paltry amusement of the masses, his foes dared pretend at their betters, and his ally seemed more smitten with his steed than concerned with their conquest!

“Enough!” Skeletor hissed. Eldritch energies surged around him as he neared the conflict, goading his anger, “You have mocked me for long enough! I will no longer tolerate your idiotic japes! You face me, Skeletor, Overlord of Evil, and you shall know the terror that entails!” An emerald stone bearing the effigy of a horned ram manifested into being in front of him, held inches from his grasp by dark forces. Reckless with fury, Skeletor honed its power on the nearest target, the huntress Amber.

Neon green energy condensed around Skeletor as he spoke the incantation, resolving into the likeness of a demonic goat. With a crackling roar the goat sprung forward, a flashing beam of emerald power to smite the object of his rage.

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Skeletor is using his T1 super attack (the ramstone) on Amber, 4/5 SP remaining.
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