-by now she's covered herself into brilliant golden aura and streaks of red lighting flit through the air around her-
-godly and demonic powers mixing, and fighting for control, thier rivalry forcing eachother to new hieghts-
-its a veritable hurricane of power condensed into Fen's small form-
-she streaks towards him seeming becoming a blast of energy herself-
DRIVE
HEART
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850Hajkr is unfazed by the mental probe. He is Older. He is not a mind, he is an idea. A force. He retaliates, doing his best to scramble the shit out of Cloud.
His beam is interrupted by Sol. He reaches behind his head and grabs him. Even though contact only makes everything hurt for him, he still goes through with it. With an impossible effort, he throws Sol off of him.
And right into the path of the spear.
The bit of black beam that got out hits the golden fist. Both are nullified in a massive explosion of light. Hajkr is flung backwards by the force.
Fen's bearing down on him. His grip on reality is faltering, but he's not done yet. He says a word. "Stop." And she stops in the middle of the air, unable to go any farther.
-snaps his fingers-
-this fckin thing emerges from the gate of babylon-
Must you even ask, Saber?
-hops right aboard-
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOIAlright, girl!
-Watches her BLAST OFF and then stop-
....Aaaaw man, girl!
...Alright then, let's see how good my pitching arm is...
-A baseball bursting with golden light appears in his hand-
-He tries to take aim at the glowing red light he saw with Hakjr-
-Here's the windup.....and the PITCH-
-The ball rockets at Hakjr like a blazing comet-
Cloud siphons off something that's not quite right. It's not even divine, it's more of a fundamental-constant-of-the-universe thing. Hajkr's not going to share it, so he shakes Cloud off.
He's weakened enough that the hold on Fen dissipates.
Hajkr backs up and blasts a beam at the airship, but it's more weaksauce than the last one. He gets pelted with the machineguns and Noble Phantasms, but he just tanks it as best he can.
The Baseball of Doom hits the weakspot, and Hajkr drops like a rock for a moment, fading in and out of existence, but he recovers before he hits the ground.
"Very well."
edited 26th Apr '15 10:26:42 PM by ramuf
(smirks, in an "who needs arms?" manner)
I am the bone of my sword...
(as his own wall of weapons, reminiscent of the Gate of Babylon, begins to form behind him)
(except each and every one of these weapons is now crackling with magical energy - overloaded, even)
(Broken Phantasms, if Gespenst is versed in Nasuspeak)
(all of them aim towards Hakjr, and they launch at him, each of them super-explosive)
(and the last one, a holy blade, Archer doesn't launch - but instead takes into his hand)
EX-
(charges it with golden light, very brilliant)
CALIBUR!!!!!!!
(and swings it, releasing a beam of light so intense and so large in Hajkr's direction it breaks the sword itself as he swings it-!)
edited 26th Apr '15 10:47:49 PM by foxmccloud4387
-That is pretty much what he feeds off of half the time-
-Swallows the chunk he tore off and rushes him again-
-This way feeling his way in from the wound he made, trying to spread the infection-
-Every single "voice" is practically screaming into him-
-There's gonna start being collateral deaths soon because he's in no position to reel himself in-
-There is too much to c o n s u m e-
edited 26th Apr '15 10:42:00 PM by WonderSquid
-Vimana veers to the left, narrowly dodging the beam-
The mongrel is on the ropes, Saber! Now - all it will take is one final push...!
Gate of... BABYLON!
-literal thousands of Noble Phantasms fly for Hajkr, aimed directly at him, in a stream of swords-
edited 26th Apr '15 10:35:21 PM by thespacephantom
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI

-merely points a finger at the glowing spot-
-as a red spear fires out, aimed directly for it-
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI