The demon lord dodges 3 of the missiles narrowly, he certainly wasn't expecting something like this. The two that landed sent him flying back several meters, at least it wasn't the blade from earlier. The demon hit the snow, skidding across it. A few moments later, he stood. He stretched his right arm,
"I still don't quite understand your abilities, you are truly an enigma. No matter, I don't believe you have anything strong enough to kill me right here. For calling my name you will now perish."
The demon slammed his blade into the ground, rushing his opposition. The demon shot his right hand forward towards Redacted's throat. If the grab was successful, Redacted would start to rapidly freeze over, his atomic motion would start to slow down.... however it would not completely stop.
The demon grabbed him, but despite the freezing cold that he was now feeling, his face was full of rage and hatred
“Your coming with me!”
The scientist gripped the hand, his nails digging into the demon’s skin. And then the demon would feel his hand, or lack there of. The hand was now gone, and a now frozen Redacted falling to the ground.
"Just a humble peasant looking for work~"Krampus shot his right arm backwards, albeit with incredible pain. But he did not scream, he simply stared at his own lack of a hand. He looked on the ground, there was nothing. He then looked to his now frozen opposition, the demon bows his head to Redacted. He may or may not see it from within his icy cage, but Krampus believes he is dead. Krampus now had a solid grasp on what this human's abilities were, or so he thinks The demon turned, and in a flash of light he disappeared... and with him the chilly wind and snow. It was as if nothing ever happened.
The Portal Room - Krampus's Castle
The day draws nearer, the portal is slowly beginning to show the outlines of Skyborn Altar. The dimensional rift is nearly open. The demon army have begun a quiet chant, their low voices rumbling through Krampus's castle. The day of reckoning is here. Boyero, however is nowhere to be found. His master has called for him.
Alright then, you... oh.
She finally notices the duo up there, and sighs, opening the door through a mechanism.
Hmmm, you're fortunate that we're seemingly having newcomers to bolster our ranks ! Or it's an Einherjar attack and we're fortunate that you're here.
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Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterHell, Krampus' Castle
Klug
◊ steps toward the castle as a dimensional rift closes behind him.
After all this time, I've become attuned to the Bookmark of Sun and Lantern of Star... but still no sign of the Stone of Moon! Where is it!?
He snarls uncharacteristically as he brandishes the Lantern of Star in front of himself, warding off the cold. He prepares to enter.
Ghiaccio passes by him, on patrol. "Hey! Who the fuck are you supposed to b-"
Ghiaccio is blown against the nearest wall, leaving him concussed.
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"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."The Rift, Fort Dawnguard
Viserys spares the new arrivals a glance when Samsara points them out before entering the fortress.
"If they are Einherjar, I'll ensure that they don't get the opportunity to wreak any havoc among your ranks," he assures. "Now, back to why I came here: Awkeff and I were recently... lured into a trap by Farandare and forced to battle her in this colosseum. Just when it seemed like our fate was sealed, however, an elven woman named Alleria and her allies intervened and forced that Molag Bal-worshipping monster to flee."
The Nord Dragonborn pauses for a moment, then continues.
"Once the dust had settled, Alleria properly introduced herself; it turns out that she too is a vampire, as well as Farandare's sister. While I admittedly have a few suspicions about her, as does Awkeff, her desire to end Farandare's reign of terror does seem genuine enough that she can be trusted."
Edited by IchigoMontoya on Oct 16th 2019 at 10:04:26 AM
The Throne Room - Krampus and Boyero
Boyero was certainly surprised to have seen his master amputated. While his real hand was missing, he had conjured a hand of ice to replace it temporarily.
"I've no idea what happened to it, Boyero. It disappeared, like it never existed. I believe this mortal can manipulate the very fiber of his and other people's beings."
The warlock was leaned against a pillar, listening quietly. Finally, the warlock spoke up.
"If the entirety of it is gone, I would recommend heading to the Lake of Souls. The soul of a warrior should heal it entirely, but there's no guarantee. You must be more careful. I..."
Krampus interrupted him,
"We have a guest, Boyero."
The Warlock but a moment later also sensed the presence of Klug.
"He appears to have invited himself into my domain. I trust you can handle this while I attend to my hand?"
Boyero nodded, disappearing in a cloud of snow.
Outside Krampus's Castle - Hell
The Warlock reappeared in a flurry of cold wind, standing in front of the castle's entrance. He looked to Ghiaccio, whoever this was definitely was not looking for friends. The demon stared at his opposition, attempting to sense the power of the mortal he was about to face.
Klug is a mere practicing student of the sorcerous arts in his own right, but there's something else. A lingering presence that resides in his shadow. And that presence is powerful, but being held back by some kind of seal.
He glares at Boyero as he adjusts his spectacles. He hooks the Lantern of Star to a belt around his waist, then holds out his book.
"Tell me what you know of the Stone of Moon!"
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"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Scarlet and Henry arrive on the rooftop of Dawnguard, greeted by the watchers.
Hoshidian forces ? Question Scarlet, quickly raising her hand. Is that the... hold ! I come in peace !
Woopsie doo, if you don't say we, they'll think that I'm not coming in peace !
We come in peace, right.
Who are you, Nohrian ?
What the... Prince Takumi, I'm on your side !
Takumi and Noire glance at one another in confusion, and Scarlet slowly start to look worried, though she grows a bit more reassured when Ryoma come up.
Ha, Lord Ryoma !
Oh ? Who might you be ? Your attire seems to be of Nohrian origin. He questions.
I'm Scarlet. I lead the revolt in Cheve, remember ? We fought together for a while now, come on.
Cheve ? Hm... I've heard of something like that, yes. Who is that mage behind you ?
Oh, that's... Henry. He's, erm, from my world.
Haha, what are you talking about, Noire ?
The other wyvern seems to have vanished thus far, though they do not notice it.
Yeah, what's that about another world ?
Oh here we go.
...
Samsara listens, seeming rather confused at some of his dialect, since she's not familiar with his culture, but understanding him just fine.
Alright then. That's good, we've bought weapons that should be effective against her. If we have even more allies, then things should go according to plan !
She put her fists on her hips.
Though it'd be better to go there quietly, right ?
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterBoyero noting the shadowy presence decides to not escalate the situation, simply replying
"There are no artifacts in hell under that name. I know nothing of its location, same as you."
The warlock stands his ground, not moving a muscle. The shadowy presence he felt lingering within Klug certainly dissuades him from wanting to start a battle at the moment.
"Very well. I'll be back here to deal with your rude, loudmouthed crony!"
Wind whips up around Klug as he opens his book and swishes out a hand, opening another dimensional rift, which he jumps into, returning to the Arena.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."The Rift, Fort Dawnguard
"Agreed. Awkeff and I have long since decided that sneaking into Castle Volkihar via the Undercroft would be our best option. Now, while Alleria has also been devising a plan of attack that should coincide with ours, there's something we need to do beforehand that also involves infiltrating Farandare's lair," Viserys says.
Edited by IchigoMontoya on Oct 16th 2019 at 10:37:23 AM
"We had an uninvited guest, it would appear he knocked you out. Sloppy work, but understandable as you are not of magical nature."
The demon offered his hand to help Ghiaccio up.
"He's disappeared, apparently after some stone. Although I feel obligated to inform you he said he would be back to 'deal' with you."
Milord, that sounds... bizarre.
What do you mean ? That sounds fun ! A realm where you can come back after an oopsie ! Oh, and we're fighting warriors of legends too ! I always wondered how it'd feel to get stabbed by Marth, haha !
... Right, Well, I do have a rebellion to lead, but since there's no way back home, I may as well fight with you.
We'd be glad to count you two amongst our ranks, Scarlet and... Henry ?
Well, I'm off to test something !
Henry jump off the castle before any of them can even react, to their horror and confusion.
What the-
...
I'm listening. She says, doing just that.
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterThe Rift, Fort Dawnguard
"Awkeff and I need to enter a place called the Soul Cairn, it's a plane of existence from our world that's inhabited by souls and undead. Apparently, her sword Tenebrae is either calling us there or something residing there is calling us through it," Viserys explains. "Unfortunately, the only portal leading to the Soul Cairn is in Castle Volkihar, where Farandare resides. So, Awkeff decided that we should gather a small team and sneak in through the Undercroft to avoid drawing her attention."

The still strengthened core of Redacted tanked the second blow without any issues, but he was still sent flying up into the air. Now was a chance. He took that atoms from his toughened torso and converted them into a weapon from an IMC titan, a micro missile launcher that used controlled nuclear bursts.
He fired a barrage of five of these missiles out of his left arm, hopefully his aim would prove true.
"Just a humble peasant looking for work~"