01-10-2017, 11:19 PM
(01-10-2017, 01:17 PM)OdinYggd Wrote: "Lucky shot! That actually worked!" As the silver spike was being 3D printed in the railgun's chamber, she had influenced it slightly to make it behave like one of the artifacts the angel had spoken of. But of course the honors for the success had to stay with Argon, her abilities must remain hidden and this battle was certainly making it difficult!
Once the creature is split and the large crystal is destabilizing, Danu finally calls her sword and armor to the ready. She could feel the darkness surging from the crystal, and needed to maintain isolation or such exposure would quickly become a costly power drain.
(01-10-2017, 09:32 AM)Timtimthe2nd Wrote: 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?"
Umbra takes a stance in the forming defensive line.
"Whatever they are, I'm not sure if I can answer them. And no, I don't think it is."
Quote:"He speaks nonsense- angels and demons do not exist natively in this world. The only way they could come to exist here is if they came here from other worlds, and found ways to sustain themselves here."
"Are you sure about that? He doesn't look like he's from... Around... Here..."
Umbra looks at the unconscious man for a second, looking at a prominent symbol engraved in the leather of the sheathed sword on his back...
"...Oh my god. Is that-"
He's interrupted by the crystal in the center shattering, along with all the others in the room.
Where there once was the large phylactory of sorts now stands a hulking, demonic figure with curved horns and the eye-emblem emblazoned on its face, seething with what can only be described as dark magic. It looms over the defensive line like a great shadow as it plucks Umbra off the ground, staring at the wriggling anomaly before forcefully flinging him against the wall.
Umbra bounces off and lands on the floor, fizzling back to his normal, furred self. He isn't moving.
The yet-to-be-named, somewhat armor-clad figure stirs a little.
The now-demonic Remnant focuses back on the rest of the 'party,' drawing two huge, wicked swords out of seemingly nowhere before letting out an otherworldly cry.
// This is the part where the music changes before it likely gets annihilated by 753's dimensional grenade things.
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