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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^          Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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::Leon with only seconds to react flared his energy behind him to slow his desent, and followed closely by kicking his right foot into the air just below his body, sliceing it into the air around him, unleashing a tremendous gust of wind that peeked at mach three winds. The winds now beneath Leon, shot him into the air and managed to slow Sparda's spikes down at the same time, Giveing Leon ample time to finish his attack. Leon sliced his left foot into the air just as he did his right foot, it reacted with the original winds and started a giant tornado in the middle of the air. Leon, now in teh center of this tornado made no move and was surrounded in a faint green aura, the aura spread into the tornado itself and stopped Sparda's spikes all together, sending them into the winds of the tornado, and redirecting them toward Sparda. Each spike landed around Sparda in a circle untill Sparda was compleatly surrounded by his own spikes. However, Leon could not bring himself to attack his rival with his own attack, so none of the spikes even came close to hurting Sparda. As the winds subsided, Leon floated in mis air, the green aura disipated. Leon stared at his oponent with eager eyes of hope and pride. He was glad to see that he still had what it took to match the Master of Chaos himself:: Twisted Twister - Taught to Leon by his former comrad Jin Masura The Wind Aparition. Leon useing both his legs as blades in a sense, slices into the air around him, the first cut creates a gust of wind that equals that of a mach three burst. The second cut into the air generates what is needed to forge a tornado with mach three speeds. Leon position's himself in the center of the winds and uses his own energy to cintrol what the winds do. However while in the twister itself, Leon can not defend himself due to the risk of entering the winds himself. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath  Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Sparda stood there, scowling, as his overconfident opponent unleashed a twister around him, bringing his attack to a complete halt. Yet, in his mind, he was laughing at the pathetic actions in which Leon thought were equal to that of the 'Master of Chaos'. His opponent had too much heart and an ego to match it. He had actually thought it was possible to hurt Sparda with his own technique. It was a shame he was so wrong.
Without even having to move a single muscle, the spikes landed around him in a circle. No matter how hard Leon could have tried to use them against him, it would not have suceeded. After all, his twister held no power over his psychic control. When every spike had thrusted itself deeply into the sand, Sparda held out his hand, causing the spikes to sink even deeper until they were no longer visible. He looked at Leon, his eyes seemingly very calm and collected. In fact, it was often very hard to see Sparda enraged and/or frustrated. Unnecessary emotions were what could kill a person. Sparda knew this all too well...he would use this against Leon and to his own advantage. "Leon. King of Demons....friend." Sparda said this in almost a whisper but the sound waves that escaped his lips seemed capable of reaching Leon's ears, no matter how far he was. What he did next, however, was most unusual and unprecedented. With his sword in his right gloved hand, he thrusted it deeply into the sand until it was able to stay in its position, unguided by extra weight. "You have changed much and yet very little last we met." He slowly unstrapped his black cloak and threw it over the handle of his sword, which stuck out of the desert sands. He then worked his way to the straps and zippers that held his mithril chain mail in place. For the first time, Sparda was taking his time. It was risky but he knew in his mind that Leon would not dare to attack his opponent in such a state. His curiousity and his pride would be the main reason for this. "But do you think you can truly defeate the Ultimate Being?" He let the light mithril chain mail fall from his built yet somewhat scarred chest. He wasn't as strong looking or as muscular as many other capable swordsmen. But looks could be very deceiving. A faint red glow seemed to escape the Deathsword from beneath the blankets of the black cloak while a faint white glow escaped from Sparda's back, if only for a second or two. "Twenty years ago...the king's old advisor met me as the Chaotic Death. He was a wizard and a magician for many years. He could sense the powers that lurked within me. With five seals and an encantation that I could never hope to understand or possess, he gave me these..." Sparda slowly turned around to reveal five circular seals that seemed to be tatooed onto his chest. So this was his great secret...the only capable thing of holding back the Chaotic Death after the passing away of Mira. "In all my battles, I have never found it necessary to remove my seals. And I was justified for doing so. But now...you have returned with every intention of defeating me...for avenging yourself." Sparda turned around once more, a small gust blowing at his spiked black hair as he looked Leon deeply into his eyes. "To tell you the truth, I believe that you are not ready for this. But your ego will never give up until you see what I am truly capable of. But even doing that right at this very moment will result in the end of all things. Therefore, i must take caution." Sparda closed his eyes deeply as if his mind and soul were fused into one, thrown into a form of concentration that no mortal or immortal being could understand. A black glow, which could not be seen but could be sensed, surrounded Sparda's figure as drops of red blood oozed out of his back, dropping onto the light brown sand. He opened his eyes once more and looked at Leon, with a small grin appearing on his face but with the same calm and collected dark brown eyes. However, a new presence was about him. If one was truly to be scared of this man, now was the time for it seemed that the very aura that was around him was the true manifestation of fear and rage....of chaos. But was even more terrifying was that, if one was capable of sensing and measuring a person's energy levels, the difference in strength and energy between Sparda with all of his seals intact and Sparda with only four of his seals intact was so great, he might as well remove all of his seals at the same time for the gap was simply too great to be measured. Truly what kind of chaos and destruction was this one man capable of bringing had he not the five seals to restrict him? Perhaps Leon would find out if he managed to survive long enough. But for now, he'll have to dance with Sparda having only four seals intact. He restrapped the mithril chain mail onto him once more as well as his black cloak before taking his great sword in hand. His eyes met Leon's once again. "Go ahead. Do you think you are still capable of anything now?" Even as he said this, the red glow that had appeared on his sword earlier was only growing stronger though its purpose was still unknown. (Last edited by Sparda on 08-15-05 08:31 PM) |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| ::Leon now standing several yards away from Sparda, looked at him with eager eyes. He didn't care how strong Sparda had gotten, this was the oppurtunity he had longed for, a true fight with a true master of martial arts. A battle of the best of the best, to prove which man would finaly be labled as the last legend. Leon shot his hand forward and formed his mighty wraith blade, forgeing it ingo a worthy scimitar, given four and a half feet in length, it would be his tool to batte with the Death sword. Leon brought the sword behind his back and unleashed his aura once more, releaseing his energy behind him, flareing it into the night sky once more::
My friend, thsi is all I have longed for. For so long, have questioned what exactly you are capable of, and now, live or die, I will discover the truth. ::Leon dropped his knees slightly and brought his empty left hand up in front of his chest, his right hand still grasping onto the Mighty Scimitar waiting to unleash its furious glory:: |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Sparda wasted no time. He was getting tired of Leon's games and talking. It was time to lure his egotistical opponent into a trap. After all, Leon was literally asking for it. As his opponent began to drop his knees slightly, another soft glow escaped Sparda's left palm. Everything was following a very precise and tight schedule. He waited as Leon brought his empty left hand up to the front of his chest. The moment he did so, Sparda unleashed it.
It was Impale...but with a new twist. Instead of forming on the ground, the technique formed right in front of him in such an angle that when the formation and the molding was completed, all the spikes would face Leon. And due to the transition to a new stage of his powers, the formation of this technique was executed much quicker than before. The moment Leon had brought his hand to his chest, Sparda had already let loose the little orb that would form the technique. The molding and execution required exactly a half a second, an improvement from before. Using a sudden burst of telekinesis, stronger than he did last time, the spikes launched themselves from their original stance and position with an amazing and terrifying speed of 85 fps. In other words, the great mass of deadly spikes would be ontop and all over Leon in less than a second. This time, a twister would be out of the question since the speed it now traveled at was much greater than before and the distance was much less. In fact, slowing it down was now pretty much out of the question since each spike was being guided by telekinesis all the way through. This meant that even if some great gust was blowing against it, the telekiensis would ensure that each and every spike was traveling at the same constant speed, locked in formation. In fact, Leon was in a very bad position. Evasion was quite difficult since he was only several yards away from the incoming wave of spikes. The speed they traveled at was breathtaking and very difficult to match, especially during that split second. Defense was probable but very unlikely seeing as the spikes traveled at 85fps. The momentum and the speed alone would allow it penetrate almost anything standing in its way. However, with the addition of the sharpness of each individual impalation device (refer to description for Impale), defending against it would prove to be a mighty if not godly challenge. (Last edited by Sparda on 08-15-05 11:13 PM) |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| ::in what seemed like only a second, the spikes had apparently passed right through Leon, however the Demon still stood, His wraith sword now straight in front of him, however, the scimitar had made a startleing transformation. In addition to it being slightly larger, there had been a growth on the front belly of the blade, bringing another blade down over the hilt. The Length of the blades now were equal to the Hieght of Leon's body to a T. The spikes behind him soaring through the sky, several of them ((the ones that would have hit Leon)) were now flying in what seemed to be double. In the split second that Leon had, he forced his hand in front of him for defense and useing his manipulation of the Wraith Blade, he changed its form just enough to save the majority of his Hide. His left arm now flailed out to his side, a large tear in his flesh could vilidly be seen as it bled upon the now cold and lifeless sand::
My Turn ::In only one flap of Sparda's eyes, Leon had gotten right up to him, ducked just below his direct sight and his blade already lifted to his right shoulder, Leon slashed one mighty slash at Sparda's gut. The force from the wind of the slash alone could tear the skin off any mear human. Leon was looking for a speed test, but even Sparda himself would have a hard time with this one. Much as the instant attacks that he had been pummleing Leon with the entire match, this would be a true challange for the Master of Chaos:: |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Off: I am now assuming that you no longer have control over your left arm. In fact, according to your post, your left arm has been torn to shreds...or at least the lower part of your arm and the hand or just the hand. After all, the hand is one of the few places on the body where most of the nerve cells are concentrated. The speed in which the spikes were going were enough to put a 6 inch hole in wherever it impacted. Even if you did regenerate whatever was lost, you'll still pretty much be in a world of pain.
"How pathetic." Leon thought Sparda would have a hard time with the technique that was executed at him. Leon never thought more wrong. His prideful opponent had obviously underestimated the true potential of Sparda's present form with only four seals to hold him back. In much less than a blink of an eye, Sparda quickly focused himself and dived at the ground to his right, just as Leon had begun to bring his sword down. With a graceful movement, he rolled away from the slash and anything else it could have created with quite a lot of ease. After all, what could one slash do if it wasn't even aimed properly? Seeing this chance, he took it immediately. He had already proven that he moved much faster than his opponent. Because this was true, it would bring about a golden opportunity to attack Leon while he was most vulnerable. All this wouldn't have made much sense if the opponent wasn't paying extremely close attention. When the Chaotic Death dodges, he makes sure that it was used to its fullest potential which was exactly what he was doing now...or rather...had already done. For as hard as it was to see, while Sparda had rolled out of the way, his left hand had been pointing at Leon the entire time. Before Leon could complete the slash to the fullest, Sparda quickly unleashed Decimate right at Leon's left shoulder. The gap between the two fighters was much too small as to hamper Sparda's accuracy. And also, the great power of the spell in addition to the distance between Leon and him would ensure that the Decimate blast would not only penetrate his left shoulder but go through the entirety of his chest and go out the right shoulder, severing if not completely destroying parts of the lungs as well as several absolutely vital arteries and veins...even the top portion of the heart. Before another second could pass or be wasted, Sparda quickly jumped back and into the air, connecting the roll and the jump together to further increase momentum and speed. However, he was far from done. Quickly taking the initiative [Sparda is now approximately 60 feet away from Leon...this is due to the psychic forces Sparda used against his form to push him back at great speeds], a massive wave of sand [exactly 50ft in length and width] formed in front of him. What happened next was simply miraculous. Not many people are able to witness the beauty of alchemism at its best. Now, Leon would be able to do so first hand. Alchemism dealt with the evolution or de-evolution of an item or object or even being through pure concentration and the bonding of the alchemist's and the object's life force. There were approximately a couple hundred trillion life forces currently existing on Earth which was why it was very obvious Sparda's alchemy was almost as good if not better than his telekinesis when he instantly connected with every single grain of sand that was before him. "A hundred million years in the making...." Small groups of grains clumped together and became so tightly packed, with an addition of a true alchemist's concentration, allowed the clumps of sand to form a strange new material, each clump turning into a very beautiful yet deadly looking shard. Each shard seemed to be made of the most beautiful and rarest diamond but in truth, it was actually something much greater, more valuable, and much stronger than a diamond. "...brought to existance today.." Though at first, it would be impossible to understand what Sparda was saying. However, in layman's terms, he was basically mentioning how these new diamond substances were not supposed to exist until a hundred million years later on earth. But thanks to the wonder of his alchemy, he was able to bring it about within a second. About one hundred of these deadly shards, each with a severely pointed tip [ all of them facing Leon's general direction] now levitated before him. As if shot out of some advanced military weapon, Sparda unleashed the wall of shards at Leon, all at once. The might swam of deadly shards traveled at an immensive speed, being exactly 180fps; 50% of them were aimed for Leon himself while the other half was aimed for some possible evasion points. However, since Sparda couldn't read Leon's mind, it was impossible to sure how accurate it was. If a bystander was watching this on the sidelines, all he would have seen was Sparda rolling out of the way and jumping into the air and nothing else. Decimate and the mighty wall of shard bullets were unleashed so fast, seeing them with mortal eyes was impossible. After all, Sparda unleashed the wall of shards almost as fast as he unleashed Decimate itself, ensuring that Leon literally had no chance of escape. Decimate1- This ability is a very unique ability and very deadly though it is lacking in some areas. Sparda shoots his hand forward with his index finger pointing at the opponent, or anything else. Using a combination of pure psyche energy as well as his own ability to ‘excrete’ energy in any ‘physical form’, Sparda unleashes a strictly non-elemental beam that is only one micrometer in width [The shape is maintained by Sparda’s telekinesis to ensure that the energy waves that compose the beam do not move out of place. The small width of the beam allows for the technique to travel extraordinarily fast without much resistance]. Though it travels only in a perfect straight line, its power is devastating, literally able to penetrate anything and everything (except for very rare and extremely extraordinary occasions) due to the speed at which it travels [approximately 160fps+ (more if stated otherwise)]. Penetration is guaranteed 99% of the time due to the combination of speed as well as accuracy [plus the width of the beam] in which Decimate is launched. Reflecting this attack is virtually impossible due to the telekinesis that is applied onto the beam to ensure that the waves never move out of place. Notes on shards: The shards are not composed of diamond but something much more advanced meaning breaking them would be much more difficult. Due to the sharpness of the shards, their ultimate size, their material, and the speed in which they traveled at, most armor/shields/barriers would be rendered useless. (Last edited by Sparda on 08-18-05 12:22 AM) |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| ::It was only a second, but in that single second all time froze for Leon. Any thoughts and all thoughts of life and home passed through his mind as he stared at the energy blast now exactly one second from hitting his arm, Leon knew he could not evade the attack. Leon closed his eyes only to see a picture of a Woman with dark brown hair and two blonde streaks covering her eyes. She was wearing a yellow dress that was flowing freely in the wind. Standing in a field, the woman was picking some very beautiful flowers. Her hand, a gold band became very noticable, "Forever, I will protect you". The woman's blonde streaks flew into the wind, and her scar'd eyes became visible, her soft smile bloomed into the day as if she could see the fight perfectly, even being several thousand miles away. A tear flew from Leon's eye as he again became focussed, that single second was more then enough for him to dodge the blast. Leon threw his body to the ground, the blast finishing off what was left of his left arm, then with only moments untill the sand shards tore him into shreads, Leon raised the Wraith blade with his right arm and flared it up, all of the sand shards flew above Leon, most being deflected by the Sword. After all of the sands had passed Over, Leon could not be seen on the ground, but Sparda could easily tell where he was. Leon had already gotten into the sky exactly 100 yards at a 45 degree angle above Sparda, behind him was his giant axe, Leon's Favorate Technique had begun on teh ground, and was finishing only three seconds later. The mighty Axe comeing down screaming at Sparda with such furosity, that even Sparda would have a hard time dodgeing this attack::
((while moveing)) I Have to Win, FOR HER!!!!!!! ((During the Slash)) EXECUTION OF A GOD!!!!!!!!!! |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Even Sparda was quite surprised to see his opponent finally walk the walk instead of talking the talk. It was quite a cute show, really as he simply observed everything that had occured. It was obvious that Leon had been sturck with a vision of sorts, one that reminded him of his past...one that obviously pained him greatly. He grinned, knowing all too well that that would be his greatest weakness.
He was able to follow Leon, despite his inhumanely fast movements, using his psychic waves, which gave him the ability to sense and feel every one of Leon's actions as if he were right next to him. Thus, it really wasn't much of a surprise to him when Leon suddenly appeared behind him, attempting to use one of his favorite techniques against him. 'Execution of a God', how many times had he heard Leon scream that before? Ironically, it has never really worked against him. Given his extraordinarily fast reflexes as well as the nonexisting element of surprise, Sparda had no trouble in suddenly turning around, with sword in hand, to defend himself from the powerful ax strike. Sparks flew as the blade of the two immortal weapons clashed, as death was pitted against divine. His eyes met that of Leon as he suddenly formed a small sly grin on his face, the one that he always saved for opponents when they were just about to get a very surprising shock. As he forced the two weapons into a weapon deadlock, preventing Leon from withdrawing the weapon fast enough to strike again, he looked deep into Leon's eyes as he muttered under his breath, knowing full well that Leon could hear what he said... "You're fighting for a lost cause." As he said this, the tint of color upon Sparda's legendary sword seemed to change colors, becoming ever darker as a strange black aura encased its massive and mighty blade. |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| ::while Sparda was talking to himself, Leon had already put his next plan into motion::
MY friend, I have yet to inform you that even without my Left arm, I can still beat you. ::Leon began go glow a haunting blue color, his wraith blade contracted into the air, releaseing its hold on Leon. Leon, now weaponless flared his new energy out, takeing the form of what seemed to be the symbol of a giant scythe behind him, only it had a few slashs behind it ((the is a symbol behind me in the air. Not physical)):: My friend, you know that I have my Wraith Blade known as teh Soul Reiver correct. Well Let me introduce you to its counterpart ::From Leon's left nub came a sprout of light which in turn took the form of Leon's missing arm. Comprived of Blue energy, this new weapon was a perfect replication of Leon's desicrated arm:: The Life Reiver, exact opposite of teh Soul reiver. One takes life, and one creates Life ::In only what seemed to be thirty seconds, Leon's left arm had already began to slowly regenerate. It was slow, but surely within the next four turns, Leon would once again have his real arm. Afterward, Leon forged the Soul Reiver once again, into a Scimitar just like before, only now grasping it with both hands, Leon was ready for whatever Sparda would dish out:: Come, lets begin round two my friend |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Sparda 'stood' there in the air with a very dark grin on his face as if he had brought about armageddon and was proud of this achievement. And in truth, he wasn't really far from it as the great sword that used to be known as the Deathsword began to change...
As if the whole universe sensed the changing of this weapon of chaos, it shook with fear and trembled with anguish as the black aura grew greater and stronger, covering the entire weapon so that no part could be seen. As this was done, Sparda looked at Leon with those deadly dark brown eyes of his and spoke to him slowly but carefully, as if choosing his words cautiously. "I don't know why you even bother." As if some great and mighty beast began stomping upon the sandy ground with its massive claws/foot, the sand began to create small ripples like in a pond when a stone is thrown into it. Yet, nothing seemed to be the cause of this. There was no great beast to be seen nor some mighty boulder as to provoke a ripple in the sand 'pond'. There could only be on reason...the sword. The black-auraed sword...it was doing something to itself and to everything around it. Whatever it was, it was capable of sending shockwaves , small yet powerful, onto the ground, creating small waves of sand as if it were water. Maybe it was a trick of the eye...or perhaps a mere deception of the Chaotic Death...but whatever it was, it certainly seemed to be happening and it definitely looked to be authentic. The blade, the great Deathsword, was now changing shape, it's blade becoming curved at the very middle, the length of the edged weapon becoming greater than before. The hilt also extended, forming great curves around Sparda's hand much like a French rapier though the hilt was much thicker and more exquisitely designed. The flesh surrounding the eye swelled to an even greater size as it's pulsation grew stronger and faster. Ba....bum.....ba.....bum........ba......bum.......ba.....bum....ba...bum...ba...bum...ba...bum..ba...bum...ba bum...ba bum ba bum babum babum babum babum babum babum..... Faster and faster the beating of the heart/eye became as the great black aura that once encased the sword slowly grew dim but never fully died out, revealing something that seemed much like the Deathswored but really wasn't. It's blade was an unsual color, seeming to be a form of steelish metal but much darker, not because of some kind of added coloring but as if it were always that color, naturally or not. The design also changed greatly, bearing what seemed to be unusual black jewels upon the new hilt as well as on the handle. Now a full six and a half feet long, Sparda looked at Leon with what seemed to be a crazed yet almost calm look, if that was even possible. "Untainted Rage..." The Deathsword, his legendary weapon...seemed to have removed a seal itself, becoming it's next stage, it's greater self...the Untainted Rage. Legends spoke only of the Deathsword, never of something greater than it. Was it because no one had ever seen it before? No...it was more likely that no one who had seen it had lived to tell the tale. Untainted. Unstained. Unstoppable. Undefeated. Undying. Undenying. Inevitable. The Rage...the power...the chaos...the mayhem...the dying...the living...the hopeless...the hope givers.... The sword itself seemed to whisper these words as if it were a seperate entity. Yet, it was nothing more than a weapon. It had no other mind of its own than the mind of the Chaotic Death himself: Sparda. As Sparda 'stood' there in the dark sky, his cloak also seemed to lengthen much like the blade of his weapon. His eyes looked as if they became darker though nothing else changed. He held the Untainted Rage in his right hand, his breathing almost undetectable, as he levitated. His eyes were closed, those eyelids of his concealing his dark dark brown eyes as he seemed to hold out his outstretch arms. It was as if he were inviting Leon to strike at him...to hit him as hard as he could. To him...it wouldn't matter. Leon knew nothing of the true master plan at hand. The Untainted Rage blunk, closing and then reopening it's disgusting and putrid yellow-ish eye as a small gust of wind blew at Sparda's black spikey hair and elongated black cloak. The splitting image of a death dealer of his time... "Come....you shall soon see that your left arm is not the only thing you will be losing in this fight..." (Last edited by Sparda on 08-30-05 04:57 AM) |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
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| ((WOW I forgot about this, MY BAD ((Thx Kai for Reminding me)) Lets resume))
::Leon stared at Sparda with a smile and a grin shortly following. Leon knew he would have to indeed stop playing with his own ego and fight with everything he has. Leon flexed his whole body flareing his energy behind him, thsi in turn revealed the collar around his neck. It was just a normal metal looking collar with a four inch chain attached to it. Leon grasped the chain with his newly formed left arm and gave it a single tug, the chain in turn shattered and disapeared. Leon there following underwent an amazeing transformation, his arms gained a small amount of mass, this replaced the mass that his legs lost. Leon's chest and neck bulged as his eyes turned deep red with black and red pupils. From all around Leon, black energy flared, however it quickly turned red and spread around the desert, turning the sand and the sky Blood Red. This was Leon's "Red Aura" Ability, energy made up of human and weak apparition flesh eating aura. If anyone that had less power then Sparda ((AND I mean WAY LESS)) They would be instantly turned into dust. Leon's Soul Reiver re-appeared as a deep maroon blade. A single kattana could now be seen. Five feet in length, the blade was send to Leon's side as he held the sheath, stepping his left foot in front of his body and his right behind. This was a sword technique that was originally known only by Leon's soul child. Leon was now waiting, his mighty wings flapping violently in the air behind him, moveing the sand away from hsi feet:: Come My Friend, I am through Playing |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4937 days Last activity: 925 days |
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| Sparda seemed frozen in his position as he simply looked at Leon as he underwent his transformation. The winds blew at his black cloak as Sparda's dark brown eyes seemed focus on Leon. Yet, what his opponent didn't know was that even though Sparda wasn't moving, he certainly didn't mean he wasn't acting in his plan. As Leon began flexing his entire body, flaring the energy behind him, Sparda was already doing something upon the ground. The shards that Leon had deflected earlier would soon come to haunt him again as Sparda used his psychic powers to bring them all together and the ground and fusing them into one mighty diamond+ shard, using alchemy to fuse the substances together.
It was really a pity to see that Leon would soon be dead. The fight would be much shorter than he expected...a very disappointing fight. His opponent certainly seemed to be lacking greatly now in skill. His ego and pride was probably the cause of this. The small diamond shard levitated a few inches above the sandy ground but emitted no unique energy [ this because no extra forces had been exerted on it yet other than Sparda's psychic waves]. As his demonic opponent grasped the chain with his newly formed left arm, the greatly advanced 'crystal' [a term to be used lightly] shards had completed their full fusion into each other, forming a much larger shard, roughly fifteen inches in length and seven inches in width with a edges just as deadly, if not much more, than before. Even if the edges weren' t sharp, it wouldn't matter at all. When the black energy began flaring from Leon's body, Sparda used his psychic powers to lightly but quickly place the large 'crystal' shard behind Leon's head, exactly one foot from it. Sparda began chuckling in his mind as he launched it right at Leon's head, nearly at point blank range just as Leon's katana appeared in his hand. The 'crystal' shard, with an immense aid from Sparda's psychic powers, was launched at the back of Leon's head, from twelve inches away, at an amazing 200 fps [slightly greater than before] would definitely be the end of his opponent. In fact, he was so sure of it that Sparda was willing to sacrifice all his psychic powers for a while just to launch the 'crystal' at such a close range. The moment the shard was launched, Sparda thrown back onto the ground, no longer able to maintain his levitation due to a throbbing sensation in his mind. Luckily for him, the red aura did literally nothing to his body due to the fact that it was apparently lacking greatly in strength and intensity. All the while, it was practically impossible for Leon to even sense the shard that was launched or placed behind him due to the massive amounts of energy he was exerting. Special note: The transition from placing the shard behind your head and launching it at you was exactly 3 picoseconds. Special Note: The large 'crystal' shard was formed behind you. |
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| ::Leon failed to mention to Sparda that the mist that now surrounded him was made up of the blood of every one who had died in the area they were fighting in out of countless years, hense forth Leon knew the attack was comeing well before it accually was sent screaming at the back of his head. In a single second, the time it took the shard to move from twelve inchs away to the back of his head, Leon had moved just enough to watch it shoot by his right cheek. However, the strain on Leon's mind while still in the midst of powering, broke his concentration and haulted his transformation in the middle of its staging::
Damn you ::Leon fell slowly to the ground, hovering just inchs above the sand, his body still in the middle of its sightless transformation pulsed with agony. Leon's face changed from its look of pain back into it's original look of battle and power. Leon now surrounded by the mist yet again floated into the air, his power again flareing behind his body. Moments later the energy engulffed Leon and he disapeared. Seconds after fadeing into a sea of red energy, The black opaque figure returned in its position and the transformation was complete, Leon's arms decreased some what in size, but all that closed in size was his accual skin, his muscles now visible in sight. His skin was now a visible dark gray color and his wings were now visible behind him. Leon's stared at Sparda with his dark and evil eyes with their peirceing red glow:: Come Sparda, now its time to have fun ::Leon entered a fighting stance where his right fist disapeared from sight behind is back, and his left fist extended out with a slightly clinched fist leaveing his body open to physical attack. Or so it would appear:: ((note: My new aura, is like all my senses now with the exeption of my touch. what it touchs, I can see, smell, hear and taste. It inreases all my senses ten fold again excludeing my touch. My energy is basically my life force around me, what it does, I do)) |
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