05-22-2017, 03:37 PM
Kopaka was struggling.
Nigh impervious as he was in this frigid environment, these frost giants seemed to share the same sort of natural affinity. The cold didn’t hurt them, and massive as they were, Kopaka’s sword did only superficial damage. He stood, panting, as Weiss blew out the back of a smaller giant’s head with a blast of crimson energy. Between her newly expressed destructive potential, and the strobing flashes that heralded Keldor’s distant battle, the Toa was beginning to feel slightly overshadowed.
He tried to calm himself, to analyze the situation, but his usual tranquility didn’t come. Anger filled the void, and the Ice Spirit decided to borrow Weiss’s tactics. He switched masks to the Miru, and anticipating a blow from a frost giant, soared high into the air as a heavy stone thudded into the permafrost around him. Kopaka rode the whipping winds of the blizzard straight onto the giant attacking him, clinging to the creature’s beard like an iron burl.
It cursed something dark and incoherent as it clawed at the Toa, but its movements were too ponderous to catch him before Kopaka was clinging to his lips and jamming the Ice Sword down the behemoth’s gullet. The giant gurgled and grunted in surprise and agony as a bolus of ice fired from the weapon sealed his throat shut.
Kopaka clung on briefly before he was shaken free as the titan tumbled to the snow. One of his shadow-soaked comrades trundled over to try and help, smacking the Toa far from the downed giant in the process. Kopaka’s heavy body dug a deep trench in the powder, and it was a moment before he regained his bearings. It didn’t stop him from firing off another ensnaring blast of rime beforehand. The shimmering stream of power caught the ice giant in the knee, causing the brute to stagger to the ground for a moment.
That was all the time Weiss needed to come barreling out of the grey haze of the blizzard, Myrtenaster poised to strike. Despite her mask’s blank face, Kopaka’s mind painted a chilling grin on it as the huntress gouged out the faltering giant’s eyes. Kopaka rose to his feet, and the two Prime’s looked at one another.
Kopaka nodded. One giant dead and two incapacitated; more than enough to make room for a mad dash into the Nebula stronghold. The biomech looked down the hill, where Keldor continued to fight. Kopaka had considered the warlock expendable, but after seeing Weiss’s aptitude for teamwork, the Toa was slightly reluctant to leave the sorcerer behind. Kopaka turned to Weiss and gestured towards the opening to the base’s interior.
“Keep the entrance secured! I will fetch the warlock!” Kopaka bellowed over the frenzy of the blizzard. Without waiting for Weiss to determine if she was capable of such a thing, Kopaka charged off into the white...
Nigh impervious as he was in this frigid environment, these frost giants seemed to share the same sort of natural affinity. The cold didn’t hurt them, and massive as they were, Kopaka’s sword did only superficial damage. He stood, panting, as Weiss blew out the back of a smaller giant’s head with a blast of crimson energy. Between her newly expressed destructive potential, and the strobing flashes that heralded Keldor’s distant battle, the Toa was beginning to feel slightly overshadowed.
He tried to calm himself, to analyze the situation, but his usual tranquility didn’t come. Anger filled the void, and the Ice Spirit decided to borrow Weiss’s tactics. He switched masks to the Miru, and anticipating a blow from a frost giant, soared high into the air as a heavy stone thudded into the permafrost around him. Kopaka rode the whipping winds of the blizzard straight onto the giant attacking him, clinging to the creature’s beard like an iron burl.
It cursed something dark and incoherent as it clawed at the Toa, but its movements were too ponderous to catch him before Kopaka was clinging to his lips and jamming the Ice Sword down the behemoth’s gullet. The giant gurgled and grunted in surprise and agony as a bolus of ice fired from the weapon sealed his throat shut.
Kopaka clung on briefly before he was shaken free as the titan tumbled to the snow. One of his shadow-soaked comrades trundled over to try and help, smacking the Toa far from the downed giant in the process. Kopaka’s heavy body dug a deep trench in the powder, and it was a moment before he regained his bearings. It didn’t stop him from firing off another ensnaring blast of rime beforehand. The shimmering stream of power caught the ice giant in the knee, causing the brute to stagger to the ground for a moment.
That was all the time Weiss needed to come barreling out of the grey haze of the blizzard, Myrtenaster poised to strike. Despite her mask’s blank face, Kopaka’s mind painted a chilling grin on it as the huntress gouged out the faltering giant’s eyes. Kopaka rose to his feet, and the two Prime’s looked at one another.
Kopaka nodded. One giant dead and two incapacitated; more than enough to make room for a mad dash into the Nebula stronghold. The biomech looked down the hill, where Keldor continued to fight. Kopaka had considered the warlock expendable, but after seeing Weiss’s aptitude for teamwork, the Toa was slightly reluctant to leave the sorcerer behind. Kopaka turned to Weiss and gestured towards the opening to the base’s interior.
“Keep the entrance secured! I will fetch the warlock!” Kopaka bellowed over the frenzy of the blizzard. Without waiting for Weiss to determine if she was capable of such a thing, Kopaka charged off into the white...
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