01-10-2017, 09:32 AM
(01-08-2017, 06:56 AM)Umbra Wrote:
(12-21-2016, 10:30 PM)Timtimthe2nd Wrote: Tim instinctively rolls out of the way, before realizing that the attack was parried.
"Thanks!"
He quickly reloads while The Remnant is distracted by Umbra.
There seems to be a pretty intense duel going on between them right now. Despite the Remnant's weakened state, Umbra is twirling his glaive around like a madman in his efforts to parry every swing.
"What is your deal? You keep yammering about demons, angels, and all this other celestial stuff with nothing to show for it. What are you even doing here? Was it even worth endangering so many people!?"
"̛̹̖̲͓̙͍̹̤͟Ṛ̴͔̪̱̼͈r̴̖̜̻͎̬̭̠̦ģ͖̮̗͘h͚̦͉͈̖͇̦̠͘͜.͍͚̥͚͚̫̫̜̕̕.͉̭̤̭̹̭̲.̢̢̫͙̗͔ ͓̞͇͕̲T̴͏̗̥̗̼̼̙͍a̫̼i͏̶̩n̰͕̰͍̦̭͕̣̠t̴̢͈̼̰e̷̪͖͔̱̱͚͞d̬̘͓̻!҉͍͚̬͞ ̴̴̷͕̟͓A̵̢̲̣̘̮͉͜l҉̭̺̕l̡͈̮͍̖̲ ̳̙̪̝͙̝̹̙͝ó̴͏̳̞̣̣͎͖̹̳͈f̧̟̫͓͎̼͜ ̷̺̣͖͔͓̦̪͓͡͡y̢̠̯̫̹o̩̼̺̘͇ͅu̧̡͓̣ͅ!̴̮̫̤̠̮̫͇̣̕͠ ̶̸̖͈̩̲͙Ị ̷̸̗̘̪̭́h̵̨̭̼͉͈̼a͜҉͇̻͚͚̯͓̥͡v̷̞̞͠e̶͔̯͚͖͍̻͓͎̘ ̷̬͓͚̪̬͢h̨̨̞̬͍͕̩̜̪̭̖ų̸̖̹̼̼͝n̴̲͈͉͜ṯ̳͈̫̗e̷͖̦͖̘̕d̘͖̘͎̰̘̮̙́͢ ͏̼͕͉̠̬̝̗̱̙͝y̠̯̪̣̯͉̫o̸̡̡̺̹̳u̵̟̻͙͎̯̩͖ ͖̹̕f̢̦̳̜̠͇̲̬̕͜o̳̼̻̯͖r҉͙̰͉ ̶̛̫͇͓͎̩̼y̸̨̯̩͜ẹ̡̨̝̮͙̖̻͞a̶̖͓r̩̥͓͉͜͝ś̻̩͝ ͇̼͉̩̝͖̣͝o̩̣͙̕ͅn̴̹̣̩̹̺̤̙͡ ̸̘̫̙͇̫̤͖̀e̡̳̪͔͓̟͕͢n҉̗͖̭̞͎̬̲͘ḍ̨̘̜͙̻͕ͅ,̲́ ̷̡̠͖̲̬̳̯̩͓U̲͍̹̟̰̯͞͞m͟͏͉̜͚̜͇̣̤b̟̯̠̳̤̯ͅr̜̜̪͓̻̪͢͝a̷͚̗̜̫̭ͅl̫͚͔͚̭͘!͏̪͎͍͔̱͓͞ ̡̣̗̩̳͕̘̫̤ͅI͠͏͍͎͖̳͚̺̻̼͔ ̵̢̥͓́f̩̼͈̻į̷̵̞̺̠͈̞͍̼̬̘n͔͚̝̮ͅa̵͖̫̭̮͝ļ̺͠l҉̤̱̘̣͈̫̲y͏͈̙̪͍̻̬̀ ̸͔̖͔͇̻̤̯͎́ͅh̙͔ͅa̵̢̱̣̜̪̼͜v̰̘͜é̢̗̮̫̜͍ͅ ̵̯̺͚̬̝̬̕y̱̻̤͙̝͍̻͈ͅo̶̗̞̫̝͕̠̤̖͢͞u̵͇̲͉̳̲̣ ̟̙́͢e҉͓̥̝̮̕x̷̘̖͕̼̝̲̟́a̶̧̩͢ͅc̡͍̞̫̹͖̝͔t̡̥̮̖͙͖̺̰̣̳ḽ̵̛̫̭̘̮̘̱̝y̵̯̫̺̝͈̻͙ ̤͖̝̮̘̝̪w̢̩̙͙̺̘̹h҉͈̥͔͇͇̕ȩ̩̩̦̤̤̝̪r̶̶̢̪̝̥̟̭͖̹̙e̢̗̯̜̯ ͏͎̣͙̤͘I̷̛̤̯͇͚̞͇͘ ̶̰̼͕͔̲̪̘̩w̶̫̦͞͡ą̼̜͘͠n̵̢̜̭̮̤̱̮̹͡t͕͉̼͜͢ ̷͕̯̪̭̗ý̜̝̥͉͓͚̣̹̕o̢̖̤̤̯͇͚͍͠u̵̵̜,͔̦̕̕ ͉̮̗͈̰̥̥̞͝a̡͙͎̦̦̬̜ͅn̫̩̟̠̭̦̙̹͉͘d͏̩̱̘̺̪ ̮̤̞͎͙Ì̥͕̯̙̮͈'̸̪̰̳̝͚͡m̵̧̨̺̙̯̘ ͏͔̦̫̟̥n̠͖͙̤̰̮o̲͚̰̣ͅͅţ͓̳͚̪̼̦͉̣͝ͅ ͚̩̥͟l̷̼͇͔̻̩̰ͅe̫͈t̯̜̻̘͡t҉̗͖̜i̶̸̟̘͈̤͈̱͢n̡͉͇̭͜g̸̺̜̯ ̡̣͉͈̬͔̹̙̀y̨̻ơ̰͓̦̮̯̖̗̭u̸̙̳̼̜̜͚̖ ҉̝̜͕̬̪͎̩̺͠g͕̱̠̩̳e̷͎͉̳̭t̨͉̭͠ ̴̶̳̤̲͓̞̹̼a҉͔͉̠̱w͓̮̪̼͓͈̖͠a̭̤͉̱̣͉ý͕̼ ́͏҉̥͔͖̤t̮͙̩̙̼́h̺̰̺̯̯̣͠í̸̥͉̥̲͢s̵̨̗͎ ͙t̴̢͔̥̞͔̖̦̗͉̦̕i̙͓̼̦m̡͈̤͖͓͚̜e̵̡͙̯̥̮̦̝̦!̛̱̦͇͎̪̩͍̩͈͝"͔̯̲͓̺͕͞ͅ The Remnant swings powerfully, knocking Umbra over. He readies a finishing blow...
"Gotcha."
A thunderous sound echoes throughout the room as the silver spike launches from Argon's railgun and pierces the Remnant almost instantaneously. Several of the crystals lining the walls shatter from the shockwave of the noise.
The spike has embedded itself in the opposite wall. Collapsed on the floor a meter or two away from where the Remnant once was is a man in strange, medieval-looking clothing and leather armor. He seems mostly unharmed.
The one-eyed shadowy core of the large central crystal is now writhing and distorting...
You can't help but feel that something big is coming.
Umbra stands back up and readies himself. State does the same, sights locked onto the mysterious mass of dark energy.
"Prepare yourselves. It seems the worst is yet to come."
pt. 2
Tim begins to look around, aware that something was coming. He looked over at Umbra.
"I have a lot of questions, but those can wait. It isn't over, is it?"