Demonic vs. Musashi - Sparification. No, that isn't a word.

Minosheep · Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2003 6:42 pm Post subject:

As the holy power of Musashi's body is powerful against the darkness, so is the darkness powerful against the holy ball, which Bloodreign cleaves and dissolves in its forward path. Another Fireport takes him further away from Musashi to where he can calm down and watch.

Musashi · Scrummy Translator Gender: Joined: 07 Nov 2002

A blue aura surrounded Musashi, body and wings emanating the power of the Dragons. A blue silhouette of a dragon illuminated his body, glowing ever brighter in the light of the setting sun, giving the energy a faint crimson hue. He bared his claws, which seemed to elongate through his hands.

"AAAHHHH!" He yelled, as he streaked through the air, taking a massive swipe with each claw at Demonic's chest.

Minosheep · Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2003 9:51 pm Post subject:

And then, suddenly, a gigantic burst of yellow light overtakes Demonic and he lurches forward, the sheer power stilling Musashi's claws and letting Demonic slam a gigantic headbutt into his face. Immediately after, he begins swinging his fists with reckless abandon, destroying the arena around him as he mercilessly brings Musashi closer and closer to his doom, ending it with one big, overhead kick that sends Musashi against the wall amidst spurts of blood!

Musashi · Scrummy Translator Gender: Joined: 07 Nov 2002

Musashi is drilled into the wall, reducing it to dust and rubble. One can hear the faint sound of cracking, be it Musashi's armor, his ribs, or the wall of the arena. As the dust settles, Musashi's is revealed lying face down in the dirt, the broken wall behind him. A siilver orb flies out of Musashi's back and lights upon one of the remaining walls. The outline of a silver dragon appears and its body materializes around the orb. The the three dragons perched around the arena look on concernedly at their master, wondering if he is truly dead. The body of the dragon warrior reverts to its human form, wings and claws retracting and fading from his body. The dragons could feel it, the light of Musashi, trying to leave this plane, struggling to stay alive.

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But then, the warrior blinked, gasping for air. He breathed heavily, blood pouring from the gashes in his body, but slowly, barely, he began to stand, propping himself on his sword.

Minosheep · Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2003 10:10 pm Post subject:

Demonic smiles, and then falls to his knees, the yellow glow disappearing.

"Wh--What was that...?"

He coughs, throat feeling suddenly dry.

"Need to get... can't even stand up, I... Gods..."

Musashi · Scrummy Translator Gender: Joined: 07 Nov 2002

Musashi had felt it. That yellow energy, the same energy that Airius commanded, only darker. This energy was different, more unstable, less controllable. There was deep malice within it.

"That...energy....Chaos...." Musashi gasped.... "I'm... sorry... Demonic. It... can't... be allowed... to carry on... in you."

He gripped the hilt of his sword firmly, now standing, well more like leaning, over Demonic's crumpled body.

"Forgive me...Goodbye... Demonic" as he thrust the sword into the fire elemental's spine, just below his neck.

Minosheep · Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2003 10:38 pm Post subject:

A burst of yellow energy stops the blade just before the point of paralyzing him. Demonic glares up at Musashi, and within those suddenly-yellow eyes is a look of the deepest hatred imaginable, before Demonic Fireports away...