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| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 835/4541 |
Alex quickly jumped to the side in order to avoid the slow-moving tornado, and in order to avoid the protective layer, concentrated, picked up a car off the street, and threw it at the tornado, making it so that the tip would be forced to go towards the car, and away from Alex.
"Impressive...most impressive. But summoning wind is a futile attack." Alex held his sai in a defensive stance, one sai drawn back and pointing at Seticus, the other horizontal and at the waistline. "Care to try again?" |
| Rauni Posts: 712/1351 |
Seticus snarled when Vulkar attacked. Seticus took a huge leap back, just before the ki blasts collides. When it would, he world immediately charges in where he last stood. He was planning something and even with the amount of force of power, Seticus was unaffected by it. It seems like there was something wrong but it turned out, he wasn’t standing there. A tornado that seems very much “alive”, was heading toward Vulkar’s way. The edge of his lance was the tip of the tornado’s power, and the eye would Seticus himself.
But as much it does look like a living tornado, the layer outside of the eyes is extremely protective and shredded a part of anyone’s tissue who would get hit by it physically. The real danger is taking the tip of that tornado, as the lance can slide through anything, with a little help from the ki blast energy. This is because when Seticus used the energy to act like a shield but at the same time, count as attack offense as well. Whether he misses or not, the layers protecting the eye would extend outward but at a lessen damage. Attempting to block the tips of the tornado can guarantee a lethal thrust toward anywhere on the body and the impact of the tornado would give suffice damages to ensures a certain death. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 831/4541 |
"And in turn, you may call me Alex, and I'll take that as a no."
Suddenly Alex's hands began glowing blue, and five projectiles shot out of them towards Seticus. There was one that arced above him, one to his left, right, and above him. This projectiles were ki blasts, essentially gernades, designed to explode in a blast of energy once it is programmed to do so. These ki blasts are a variation of psi-balls, a real type of psychic ability which allows pyrokenesis or telekenesis. However, this only exploded with energy, with enough force to kill anyone too close without that person even being able to comprehend what was happening. Each of these psiballs would explode at full force(able to kill immediatly) for twenty-five feet, and then slowly lose force for another twenty-five. In this attack, these ki blasts were designed to be as far away from each other as possible, but still have their blasts interlap, making tyhe center wher all five would meet a deadly place. "If you don't want a starting attack, I thought I'd just let you have a small taste of one of my weaker attacks." |
| Rauni Posts: 703/1351 |
Without knowing his name, this figure didn’t think straight but look ahead. If he moves now, he might as well move and counter easily, but it was dependent whether his opponent moves according to the style during battle. Even this figure was thinking different; he was not only testing and easing himself, but taking an advantage of the environment given. It was still raining, the street was getting wetter, and the lightning clashed again. Then the thunder rose.
He was still standing there. His eye became sinister and lock on his prey. Whether if his opponent was the predator or the prey, it is entirely the survival of the fittest, but he would not let anyone get the best of him. He was waiting patiently, like he wants his opponent to spring the traps on himself. But the way he stood there, the environment became somewhat an ill omen. “You can call me… Seticus.” |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 830/4541 |
"No answer? So be it, demon."
Alex quickly drew his sword, or at least what appeared to be a sword. In all reality, it was a large collection of nanobots, all controlled by a magnetic stransmitter, which in turn is controlled by a small peice of robotic technology, attatched to Alex's mind. This allowed them to stick together through magnetism, and at the same time, to morph into any other shape Alex wanted. Also, these were compressed to a huge amount, allowing the blade to cut through even a large block of hardened adamantium without slowing. Suddenly the sword seemed to morph, and it changed form like a liquid, into two long sai, one in each hand. However, these sai were not ordinary, for they had a blade rather than a blunt shaft. Also, the end of each side were also sharpened, making this seam like a well designed triple dagger. "Care to move first, or shall I?" |
| Rauni Posts: 700/1351 |
A human figure appears along with a long pole in a distance. The figure look directly at this person he was fighting, it was somewhat dark and hard to see. The rain made it blurry at some points, and the lightning would leave off a flash that wore off over time. Only the flash would clearly penetrate the blurry liquids in his condition. His clothes were fully soaked in water, his dark-green hair covers his face, and the only intriguing part about him was the presence around him.
He was calm, wasn’t ready to attack yet. He walks toward at his opponent, without knowing his name. Each steps closer reveals the appearance about him. His eye was red, completely red, like demonic bloodshot red when you already managed to piss it off. The face of his was very youthful, making him look like 12 years old, but the mysterious part about it is that it changes whenever this “inhuman” feeling changes. He was ready, armed with a trustworthy lance that was told many stories about it. It was unsure if the lance itself would approve of this mysterious inhuman being victory or something that he would need to distract his enemy with. The lance was unique, mixed with silver and dark purple crystal. Providing with such master-made crafted weapon, and the intriguing piece of extraordinary work, it would easily mistaken to be called the divine weapon. He stood there, expecting his opponent to do all the work. He wasn’t the type to attack first, but in rare exception, he does. His eye look somewhat suspicious. “…” |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 829/4541 |
Thunder flashed, and illuminated a figure. Suddenly it started raining, and this figure could be seen again. He was standing on top of a hill, which was standing over a large city. There were plenty of civilians, all scattering for shelter from the now starting rain. There appeared to be a traffic jam on one of the major roads. There had been a car crash.
This figure walked into the borders of the city, and people noticed how he looked. He was a normal sized man, though he appeared strong. He wore a suit, that seemed like it would usually be used for only a formal occasion. He also appeared to not have any weapons, except for a sword. This sword took the shape of a long, thing katana for a moment, though it could change its shape at any time. Suddenly he tensed. The person he wished to fight was here. It was time to fight. He waited for his enemy to make the first move in appearing. "Time to fight." |
