-and lo, the fight continues with Viscera leaping over the lake to punch the other guy in the goddamn face-
-which does surprise him, but the full-plated armour takes a bit of the beating, and he just kind of stumbles in place, before swiping away at Viscera with the glaive, a super-heated blade on its' end-
Well it's good that you're keeping things down-level! But I think ya probably need a bit more of a rough time! -Viscera punches at the ground, causing a rupture to form up beneath the full-plated fellow-
-though it seems, that the fellow was too quick to fall into a chasm-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postLiman's jog turns into a sprint as she hears the sound of fighting, and on approaching the lake she dives down to a prone position under a bush, watching the two fight and Warman approaching the two.
"...???"
Before intervening, she decides to-observe and watch first, ascertaining their intentions.
edited 31st Mar '17 12:05:28 PM by f1r3lemon
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(Warsman
◊ is a fierce-looking masked wrestler with dark brown skin. If one looks closely, they might be able to notice that Warsman has a pair of retractable claws on both hands. Also, there's a Soviet Russia logo on the back of his helmet.)
-Viscera takes a grin, as he looks over towards Warsman- Sorry- demon business!
-as he casually leans back to dodge a glaive swipe aimed at his neck- Long story, and kind of busy!
-kicking the plated man away into a tree-
-though he's still getting up-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post(Michael has made it to the edge of the lake tree-line and notices the two combatants before ducking out of sight. He draws his sidearm and checks the chamber just to be on the safe side. He knows that these two are possibly powerful, and does not want to get into another fight with any powerful individuals just yet.)
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."-indeed, they seem pretty powerful as the plated man known as Balan swipes with his glaive, and it has pretty much just turned the ground it hit into magma-
Well- Ideally- I don't really- want- -dodging mostly because he's running his mouth, distracted by the onlookers- an audience!
He is concerned you would become collateral.
Yeah- exactly! -he kicks Balan back into a tree again, before stretching-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postOutside
(Warsman simply nods to Liman as he doesn't want her to be discovered.)
(Warsman uses his fighting computer to calculate the safest way to continue watching and quickly moves out of the fighters' way.)
(@Viscera) (standing on tree branch nearby the fight) Don't worry. I've been through worse.
Trust me, this would be a lot bigger if we weren't deliberately pulling punches for the sake of collateral.
-has sort of gotten distracted by Warsman-
-which Balan is taking as an opportunity to stand back up, and run back towards Viscera-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postWell- we're both demons. So, as far as humanity is concerned we're both highly more physically and magically adapt than most humans can ever dream of being, y'know? -folds his arms, his attention now fully drawn by exposition/bragging-
Demons are only really killed when people find out our full names and tell us to kill ourselves, someone manages to get really powerful magic, or another demon does it!
Like this. -and there's the swipe from the glaive, removing Viscera's head from his shoulders, the wound being cauterized instantly by the super-heated quality of the blade-
Foolish Viscera- gets distracted.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postAdam witnesses the beheading of the demon and decides to run back into his room, and he locks the door. "He's very strong, and considering what he did, I doubt he won't go down without a fight." Adam decides to pull out the Sword of Power with his right hand, holds it above his head and chants, "By the power of Grayskull..." With this, mystical lightning strikes the Sword of Power, transforming Prince Adam into He-Man. He-Man then seizes the tip of the Power Sword's blade and completes the war-cry, "...I HAVE THE POWER!!!" With all said and done, He-Man unlocks the door, runs out into the main room, out the door, and whizzes right past Link and Cloud, and all the way to the lake.
Ha ha ha. What a story, Mark.-wipes his blade clean with his bare hand, before picking up the head- The head of a fool.
-the body and head slowly dissolve to ash, that then burns in a dark flame and dissipates-
There's no reason for me to fight the rest of you. You may go. Your business was never to watch this- and your business is not to interfere. This is a matter among demons. And Viscera- was a fool who assisted a fugitive.
edited 31st Mar '17 3:26:56 PM by RegularDefender
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-Still in the kitchen-