Refia freezes for a moment. Thoughts race through her mind.
She closes her eyes and imagines her little sparks creating a sort of railway between her and Samaleel. A telepathic link.
'Friend' of yours, I take it? Let me fight her - I need the practice.
This is a completely insane, potentially suicidal idea.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."girl youre a cute little puppy up against a lion girl youre the single water bucket held to slow down a fire that kills forests girl youre a single layer of rubber against the power of a million volts of lightning
so it'll be fun haha Samaleel dodge an intense light blast from Lucia, and scatters into a thousand bats, swarming Lacia and briefly blinding her!
Edited by Bolded1 on Aug 4th 2021 at 1:19:58 PM
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Mara enters her room, carrying bits of human flesh with her, some of which still has blood dripping from them. She sighs. She doesn't like stealthy kills nearly as much as killing out in the open. But it's the only way to guarantee nobody will be able to stop her when she's collecting resources.
Well, at least she almost has enough now.
She crouches near the constructed bodies, a pentagram forming under her feet as she puts the bits of flesh onto parts missing them. The pentagram glows, upon which the blood stabilizes and alters its different types into a single one for the bodies to work with, and the separate flesh connects to that of the bodies it was placed on.
The pentagram fades as Mara looks the bodies over, rather proud. These would surely prove to be handy.
"Mara."
Upon hearing that voice in her mind, Mara turns her head to glance behind herself, finding a merging of shadows behind her, resulting in a half-formed, dark blob from which a single light glows in the middle.
"We have a problem."
Mara's eyes look deadly serious as they narrow.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Refia sighs. do you gotta be such a downer...?
With the momentary cover provided by Samaleel, she unveils her true form
◊.
She calms her breathing and spreads her feet, trying to take a martial fighting stance.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."yes
Lucia turns around after repelling the bats and glance at Refia's demonic form. After some prodding, she simply turns around.
YOU WILL NOT TRICK ME INTO ATTACKING THIS INNOCENT LAMB SAMALEEL! YOUR ILLUSIONS WONT WORK!
dumb
Edited by Bolded1 on Aug 4th 2021 at 1:43:59 PM
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitter"... fine. allow me."
Refia surrounds her fist in searing-red hellfire and, with a beat of her wings, launches to punch Lucia in the face.
The demonic energy in the punch will make it do far more damage to Lacia than a normal flaming punch would do, but that's not saying much.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Lacia turns around, surround her hand in a white field, and blocks the punch, though she's surprised by it.
... A demon! You are a genuine one too! I HAVE FOUND TWO ENEMIES IT SEEMS, BUT THIS MAKE IT WORTH IT! I WILL BEAT YOU TWO TO THE GROUND!
Lucia immediately attempts to grab Refia's wrist and YEET her through the buildings!
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterA Reluctant Battler (The Liberation of Gracemeria - "Dance with the Moonlight" Remix)
Refia goes flying like a ragdoll, crashing into the Palace of the Kings. Funny - she was trying to get into there just a second ago, and now she's in there.
She struggles to pick herself up, keeping her eyes out for Lucia in case of a follow-up. "crap."
Edited by KiriK on Aug 4th 2021 at 7:10:31 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Refia reaches out, trying to create her own version of the barrier Lacia made, to negate her attack the same way Lacia had just negated Refia's, but she isn't fast enough with projecting it and gets launched through another wall.
"have to... concentrate... think quickly..."
For a moment, she has it. The images of what she wants to do - what she needs to do - just flash through her mind in the blink of an instant, instead of playing out a slow video-esque sequence like she normally does, and she manages to fire an orb of hellfire that travels in a straight line, eating the solid matter between it and Lucia as it hurtles towards the angel.
Edited by KiriK on Aug 4th 2021 at 7:20:23 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Lucia sees this and is briefly surprised, but alas, she's more experienced than Refia with her own magic! Quickly conjuring a light wall to block the projectile, she points, and fire three white projectiles at the demoness! If they hit her, they'll try to wrap around her body to bind her!
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterRefia is caught by the binding shots. "not again..." she whines halfheartedly.
The first thing she does is to try generically 'channeling' her magic to see if these will violently tighten around her in response, the way the ones that were on her in Heaven did.
Edited by KiriK on Aug 4th 2021 at 7:36:35 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."They fail to restrain her, which is perhaps because of Lacia's relative inexperience compared to some other angels. Not that it'll matter much right now, since she obviously knows how to fight...
And arrives right in front of Refia, sword pointed down.
GIVE UP!
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterWhen Refia isn't immediately strangled, she smirks.
"Afraid I can't do that. The fight..."
She breaks one binding ring by pushing outwards with her arms.
"Was the whole..."
She breaks the second.
With a sharp yell of "POINT!" she fully breaks free, though she does not attack immediately, instead taking a moment to catch her breath.
Edited by KiriK on Aug 4th 2021 at 7:48:05 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Lucia is visibly surprised at Refia's strength, and backs off instead of trying to stop her via her own strength or by adding more binds!
Impossible! Those binds... bah! Your brute strength will meet its match, demon! She lunges directly at Refia!
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterTropique
Bitterly spitting up enough water you'd think he swallowed a whole-ass fish, Malos
◊ rises from the waves, pissed off in a manner that is slightly more than the usual.
"Oh, so, first I get torn from reality by a mysterious portal to who-the-fuck knows where, and then, oh, and then, it takes me to three hundred fucking feet under the goddamn water! If someone's listening, here's a hint, take that water and shove it where it came from before I do it for you!"
Stepping onto dry land, Malos takes a look around. "So, is someone going to reveal their face, or do I have to fish you out? Don't play dumb. I know that someone had to have brought me here."
Yatta!Tropique
"Wow, careful you don't cut yourself on all that edge," jeers the LITERAL LAST PERSON TO SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT, Shadow the Hedgehog. He stands on a conveniently-placed rock that allows him to loom over Malos with his arms folded.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Malos looks up at Shadow the goddamn hedgehog, and says what any reasonable person (who doesn't know about Shadow the goddamn hedgehog), would say in this situation.
"...You've got to be shitting me, he says with a remarkably violent facepalm, sincerely questioning his perception of reality faced with a cartoon whatever-the-fuck wearing the world's worst set of sneakers. "Also, really? You look like someone took a Dusky Riik and dipped them in ketchup, and you're the one calling me edgy?"
Yatta!"You were saying?" says Shadow, now standing behind Malos, eating from a bag of Skittles.
Malos won't have been able to track his 'movement', but he will know that some kind of power - a kind of power that can rival that of the Aegis - was used to teleport.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."

rude
Samaleel spins around and floats above Refia, the tip of her horns floating into view again.
you do not remember me It's worded as a question but her tone make it hard to tell. old woman with alzheimer
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