The neutral location used in the final match-up will be the Dragon's Neck Colosseum from Final Fantasy VI.
[RPBT] Alicia v. Force
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Subeinu
K-Pop Guru.
"Alicia, my child. You shall rise again for your Violet mistress as her princess and fight once again."
Alicia woke up in the midst of her own home. She was covered in blood and have possibly been lying in her home for a few days as some of the blood had stiffened around her limbs. She stood up and shook her head a bit for she stretched for a chain to pull herself up.
"Alicia, your ways of murder must change. You can't please the violet devil by luring people to your little playground. The outside world has more to give than this little scheme."
Alicia motioned for a chain to wrap around her arm at a length of a meter before she left her precious playground, to enter the bigger hunting ground.
Alicia arrived at the Dragon's Neck Colosseum, a huge structure that she never have seen before. It was big and circular and was rumoured to have been hosting alot of big battles. Colosseum's were arena's to fight within and that's exactly what Alicia wanted to do.
Entering the Colosseum she could just feel the pressence of previous warriors that have walked within here. Yet she felt rather disgusted that she was not the one too take their blood, so the urge to kill started to boil within her.
Walking into the colosseum she looked around. It was circular and the ground was sandy. It was nothing like the bloody playground she was used too. She was on unknown soil and she did not like it what so ever. She knew that she had to use more of her speed and magic to win a battle within this place.
She stood still in her part of the colosseum as she could feel the pressence of someone or something within the colosseum. Yet she did not know if it was a mere viewer or a actual combatant. The feeling of maybe battling it out within this round arena made her lick her lips in excitement. Her fingers were trembling and her body was aswell. A battle of great pleasure would take part within this place, for better or for worse.
Alicia woke up in the midst of her own home. She was covered in blood and have possibly been lying in her home for a few days as some of the blood had stiffened around her limbs. She stood up and shook her head a bit for she stretched for a chain to pull herself up.
"Alicia, your ways of murder must change. You can't please the violet devil by luring people to your little playground. The outside world has more to give than this little scheme."
Alicia motioned for a chain to wrap around her arm at a length of a meter before she left her precious playground, to enter the bigger hunting ground.
Alicia arrived at the Dragon's Neck Colosseum, a huge structure that she never have seen before. It was big and circular and was rumoured to have been hosting alot of big battles. Colosseum's were arena's to fight within and that's exactly what Alicia wanted to do.
Entering the Colosseum she could just feel the pressence of previous warriors that have walked within here. Yet she felt rather disgusted that she was not the one too take their blood, so the urge to kill started to boil within her.
Walking into the colosseum she looked around. It was circular and the ground was sandy. It was nothing like the bloody playground she was used too. She was on unknown soil and she did not like it what so ever. She knew that she had to use more of her speed and magic to win a battle within this place.
She stood still in her part of the colosseum as she could feel the pressence of someone or something within the colosseum. Yet she did not know if it was a mere viewer or a actual combatant. The feeling of maybe battling it out within this round arena made her lick her lips in excitement. Her fingers were trembling and her body was aswell. A battle of great pleasure would take part within this place, for better or for worse.
After the battle with Lloyed, Force was popped out of the barren gray landscape just as suddenly and with as little warning as he had been brought into it. He found himself in a dense forest. After cursing Lloyed and whatever Abyss-spawned being was playing games with him, Force gathered himself and began the trek back to where he believed his unit camped. After nearly two hours of walking, he realized he had lost his bearings. Force had no idea where he was, not even being able to recognize any type of landmark that would orient him.
He continued moving forward, and soon broke into a clearing. But that wasn't a good term for it, because 'clearing' would imply emptiness, and this break in the woods was filled with a large edifice. A banner on one wall read "Dragon's Neck Colosseum." He was inexplicably drawn to the structure. Perhaps it was because he was lost. Perhaps it was because he was so frustrated from being lost that he felt the need to pound somebody into the dirt. And the Colosseum would allow him to do just that.
The place was deserted. No one stood in the lobby, discussing the next fight. No vendors patrolled the stands, selling food and drink at exorbitant prices. No one stood in the betting line, waiting to gamble away their life savings on a bit of inside information that Warrior X had a bad knee. Force traipsed through the foyer, and walked up a ramp into the sandy pit that served as the battle ground. Looking across the way, he saw her.
The girl had a demonic appearance about her, and an evil glint in her eye. The chain that wrapped around one of her arms seemed to writhe, seemingly of its own accord. She was a sprightly little thing, especially contrasted against Force's hulking frame. She would have to do, though. She was on the battlefield. Whether she intended to be there was not of Force's concern. She was there, therefore he would take out all his frustrations of the past day's events on her. She would suffer at his hands.
She would feel his rage.
Drawing his Zweihander, Force approached her at a quick walk. Without pretense, he struck, aiming a cross swipe for the girl's mid-section, hoping to end this quickly, so he could on with returning to his legion.
He continued moving forward, and soon broke into a clearing. But that wasn't a good term for it, because 'clearing' would imply emptiness, and this break in the woods was filled with a large edifice. A banner on one wall read "Dragon's Neck Colosseum." He was inexplicably drawn to the structure. Perhaps it was because he was lost. Perhaps it was because he was so frustrated from being lost that he felt the need to pound somebody into the dirt. And the Colosseum would allow him to do just that.
The place was deserted. No one stood in the lobby, discussing the next fight. No vendors patrolled the stands, selling food and drink at exorbitant prices. No one stood in the betting line, waiting to gamble away their life savings on a bit of inside information that Warrior X had a bad knee. Force traipsed through the foyer, and walked up a ramp into the sandy pit that served as the battle ground. Looking across the way, he saw her.
The girl had a demonic appearance about her, and an evil glint in her eye. The chain that wrapped around one of her arms seemed to writhe, seemingly of its own accord. She was a sprightly little thing, especially contrasted against Force's hulking frame. She would have to do, though. She was on the battlefield. Whether she intended to be there was not of Force's concern. She was there, therefore he would take out all his frustrations of the past day's events on her. She would suffer at his hands.
She would feel his rage.
Drawing his Zweihander, Force approached her at a quick walk. Without pretense, he struck, aiming a cross swipe for the girl's mid-section, hoping to end this quickly, so he could on with returning to his legion.
Subeinu
K-Pop Guru.
Alicia looked at the man with careless eyes. He seemed to be in a rush for something, or were just annoyed about something. Either way him moving at such a swift pace towards her was her proof that this guy was a enemy, and she wanted some fun.
As he went for the cross swipe across her mid section her chain on it's own accord jumped and twirled itself around both of her hands so she could parry the swing the best way that she could. The sword and chain clashed, but the mere force of his strength threw her against the colosseum wall.
A crack could be heard from Alicia's shoulder as she had a straight impact towards the colosseum wall. Her shoulder was dislocated and it hurt, but due to the embodiment of the violet devil, the pain swiftly went away. She then managed to relocate her shoulder so she could continue this fight.
No blood was shed just yet which was surprised to her. By now her pray would probaply have shed some blood, or she herself would. Maybe this was becouse she was used to being around blood so much that she was not sure how to fight without it. Either way her chain slithered around her wrist making a small circle wile the rest of it stiffened making it look like a blunt weapon.
She was currently quite calm and focused on the battle. She did not want to rush things to fast. She wanted to enjoy this one battle. She charged towards the man as she swung the blunt chain towards him three times.
As he went for the cross swipe across her mid section her chain on it's own accord jumped and twirled itself around both of her hands so she could parry the swing the best way that she could. The sword and chain clashed, but the mere force of his strength threw her against the colosseum wall.
A crack could be heard from Alicia's shoulder as she had a straight impact towards the colosseum wall. Her shoulder was dislocated and it hurt, but due to the embodiment of the violet devil, the pain swiftly went away. She then managed to relocate her shoulder so she could continue this fight.
No blood was shed just yet which was surprised to her. By now her pray would probaply have shed some blood, or she herself would. Maybe this was becouse she was used to being around blood so much that she was not sure how to fight without it. Either way her chain slithered around her wrist making a small circle wile the rest of it stiffened making it look like a blunt weapon.
She was currently quite calm and focused on the battle. She did not want to rush things to fast. She wanted to enjoy this one battle. She charged towards the man as she swung the blunt chain towards him three times.
Force heard the sickening pop as the girl's shoulder was dislocated. It was a satisfying sound, and hearing it only served to heighten his thirst for this battle. He watched as the girl reset her shoulder into its socket, then charged at him, swinging her chain at him. Force blocked the first blow by holding his sword away from his body and parallel to the ground. He expected the chain to wrap around the sword, and he had planned to close the distance between them by pulling the chain towards him with his sword. But the chain acted more like a single piece of metal than several interlocking links. The unexpected solidity of the blow knocked Force back a pace.
The second blow came almost instantaneously after the first landed. Force had not recovered completely from the first strike, and the chain hit him in the chest. His armor absorbed most of the blow, though the chestpiece now bore a significant dent. The third strike came just as quickly, and once again caught Force in the chest. The dent widened, and a hairline crack appeared, compromising the integrity of the steel.
After taking the third strike from the girl's chain, Force pinned the chain against his chest using his gauntleted left hand. Keeping the distance between them static, he swung again with his Zweihander, aiming for the girl's right shoulder.
The second blow came almost instantaneously after the first landed. Force had not recovered completely from the first strike, and the chain hit him in the chest. His armor absorbed most of the blow, though the chestpiece now bore a significant dent. The third strike came just as quickly, and once again caught Force in the chest. The dent widened, and a hairline crack appeared, compromising the integrity of the steel.
After taking the third strike from the girl's chain, Force pinned the chain against his chest using his gauntleted left hand. Keeping the distance between them static, he swung again with his Zweihander, aiming for the girl's right shoulder.
Subeinu
K-Pop Guru.
Alicia thought the battle was gonna be easy as one swing after another hit the man. The first one seemed to surprise him with the chain's solid state and the other one seemed to dent his chestpiece quite a bit. However her third strike was the one that doomed her for now as he pinned her chain too his chestpiece.
She was not sure too do, but whatever she could do she had to it quick or else she would loose her entire right arms due to the weapon seeming to be aimed at her shoulder. She tried to break free, but she was far from strong enough to even pull it away. She tugged her arm out of the chains grip and tried to dodge the entire blow by dashing too the left, but as she did the blade sliced a portion of her right arm off leaving a long wound down her arm that was bleeding intensly.
Alicia did not notice the wound right away being in the illusion that she was unharmed, but seeing the piece of skin and flesh on the ground almost made her head flail backwards. She looked at her arm seeing that her right arms sleeve was gone and noticed the long wound down her arm. The blood flowing down her arm and dripping to the ground by her fingers.
Her facial expression changed from the calm and cold one too a more wicked and scary expression that would strike fear in the once that did not know of her. She threw her head backwards and licked her lips wile releasing a long drawn out moan before her head fell back down with her hair infrontof her eyes.
She bent down for a second and ejected into the air and above the man. Now that she was unarmed she had to go for a more ranged style of fighting until enough blood will be spilt so she could use her claws. The blood that was already in her palm started to spray down onto the man as spikes as she hoped too damage him too some extent. She landed on the ground with her back to the man and tilted her head towards him too see the result of her attack.
She was not sure too do, but whatever she could do she had to it quick or else she would loose her entire right arms due to the weapon seeming to be aimed at her shoulder. She tried to break free, but she was far from strong enough to even pull it away. She tugged her arm out of the chains grip and tried to dodge the entire blow by dashing too the left, but as she did the blade sliced a portion of her right arm off leaving a long wound down her arm that was bleeding intensly.
Alicia did not notice the wound right away being in the illusion that she was unharmed, but seeing the piece of skin and flesh on the ground almost made her head flail backwards. She looked at her arm seeing that her right arms sleeve was gone and noticed the long wound down her arm. The blood flowing down her arm and dripping to the ground by her fingers.
Her facial expression changed from the calm and cold one too a more wicked and scary expression that would strike fear in the once that did not know of her. She threw her head backwards and licked her lips wile releasing a long drawn out moan before her head fell back down with her hair infrontof her eyes.
She bent down for a second and ejected into the air and above the man. Now that she was unarmed she had to go for a more ranged style of fighting until enough blood will be spilt so she could use her claws. The blood that was already in her palm started to spray down onto the man as spikes as she hoped too damage him too some extent. She landed on the ground with her back to the man and tilted her head towards him too see the result of her attack.
Force was momentarily surprised by how the girl reacted to losing a chunk of her arm. It didn't seem to bother her in the slightest. In fact, she almost seemed to revel in it. His surprise was quickly shaken from him however, as the girl leaped into the air and began raining down reddish spikes in his direction. Where in the Abyss did those things come from? Force wondered, as he could not see her reach for any sort of weapon. Indeed, the projectiles seemed to come straight from the palm of her hand.
Force did his best to dodge as many as he could, but agility was not his strongest suit. He was an agile fighter, no doubt, but he had his limits, and there were simply too many spikes to dodge. Force took hits in the right shoulder, left knee, and on his left foot. The rest were either dodged or had their impact lessened by his armor. The strike to his shoulder was mildly painful, but otherwise had no effect. The spike that struck his knee, however, managed to impale itself into the joint, hindering his mobility.
As the girl returned to the ground, Force's mind was whirling. If she had this type of projectile attack, he had to keep the fight as close-quartered as possible. Thinking back to his battle with Lloyed, he employed the same tactic, but with an added. effect. Spiking his Zweihander into the sand in front of him, pommel up, he unsnapped both chakra. He flung them in opposite directions, curving them to have them arc with the girl as their meeting point. He tried to give them a little extra arc, as his charge would be slower this time, with his knee hurt the way it was.
Grabbing his Zweihander on the run, Force hurtled himself at the girl once again, teeth grinding against the pain shooting up his leg. He aimed his sword strike directly at her head, point-first.
Force did his best to dodge as many as he could, but agility was not his strongest suit. He was an agile fighter, no doubt, but he had his limits, and there were simply too many spikes to dodge. Force took hits in the right shoulder, left knee, and on his left foot. The rest were either dodged or had their impact lessened by his armor. The strike to his shoulder was mildly painful, but otherwise had no effect. The spike that struck his knee, however, managed to impale itself into the joint, hindering his mobility.
As the girl returned to the ground, Force's mind was whirling. If she had this type of projectile attack, he had to keep the fight as close-quartered as possible. Thinking back to his battle with Lloyed, he employed the same tactic, but with an added. effect. Spiking his Zweihander into the sand in front of him, pommel up, he unsnapped both chakra. He flung them in opposite directions, curving them to have them arc with the girl as their meeting point. He tried to give them a little extra arc, as his charge would be slower this time, with his knee hurt the way it was.
Grabbing his Zweihander on the run, Force hurtled himself at the girl once again, teeth grinding against the pain shooting up his leg. He aimed his sword strike directly at her head, point-first.
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Subeinu
K-Pop Guru.
Alicia looked at him with a dead look as she was attacked heavily by the man. She did not know what she was supposed too do. She then was thrown back by the arcs and crashed into another wall making her gain a bit more height than expected and instead of the man hitting her in the head, she was stabbed in the stomach.
Blood was streaming from this wound of her as she was almost stabbed through and through. However her blood was under her control protecting her intestines and organs as much as they could. However the wound was still severe and blood was streaming from it, but was that a bad thing.
Her body started to shake as if something was within her, but after a mere second she threw her head back in a demonic laughter that would remind someone of a banshee's scream. Her eyes were wide open and her arms were stretches out to each side. The blood of hers were everywhere, on the walls, in the ground and her enemies blood was spilt aswell.
Looking at the man with eyes as dark as the darkest abyss she smiled at him before placing her hand at the area her heart should be.
"Why would you hurt a innocent girl like me? Don't you see..."
She threw her hand infront of her spilling more of her blood onto the sant and pointed at him wile holding her left hand against her face, her eyes shown between her fingers.
"that I am HARMLESS!"
Blood spikes were shot from the bloody sand infront of her and the wall behind her where she had been impaled. And as the blood she had spilled was shot towards the man the blood that was covering her arms started to take shape into ferocious scarlet claws. She knew that with this uncontrolled blood loss that her own blood barely could keep in control that she would die if the man didn't die himself soon.
Blood was streaming from this wound of her as she was almost stabbed through and through. However her blood was under her control protecting her intestines and organs as much as they could. However the wound was still severe and blood was streaming from it, but was that a bad thing.
Her body started to shake as if something was within her, but after a mere second she threw her head back in a demonic laughter that would remind someone of a banshee's scream. Her eyes were wide open and her arms were stretches out to each side. The blood of hers were everywhere, on the walls, in the ground and her enemies blood was spilt aswell.
Looking at the man with eyes as dark as the darkest abyss she smiled at him before placing her hand at the area her heart should be.
"Why would you hurt a innocent girl like me? Don't you see..."
She threw her hand infront of her spilling more of her blood onto the sant and pointed at him wile holding her left hand against her face, her eyes shown between her fingers.
"that I am HARMLESS!"
Blood spikes were shot from the bloody sand infront of her and the wall behind her where she had been impaled. And as the blood she had spilled was shot towards the man the blood that was covering her arms started to take shape into ferocious scarlet claws. She knew that with this uncontrolled blood loss that her own blood barely could keep in control that she would die if the man didn't die himself soon.
"Why would you hurt a innocent girl like me? Don't you see... that I am HARMLESS!"
In any other situation, Force might have laughed at the sheer absurdity of those words. It was readily apparent that the girl was far from harmless. Very few had managed to even lay a hand on the berserker, let alone crack Force's armor and injure a leg.
Watching the girl's actions as she was pinned to the wall of the Colosseum, Force came to the realization that the girl was reaching the end of her rope. She was bleedign profusely from the wounds Force's weapons had inflicted upon her body. But at the same time, her attacks seemed to be getting stronger. It reeked of desperation.
Suddenly, more spikes shot up from the ground, and out from the wall to which Force's Zweihander had pinned the girl. The first few spikes hit him in several spots on his legs and torso before he managed to jump back a pace, leaving his sword embedded in the dense wood of the wall, thus keeping the girl tacked up like a moth in a collector's display. Then a thought struck him with almost as much force as one of the spikes. It's the blood.
Somehow, the girl could bend blood to her will. Just as the thought entered Force's mind, he saw a pair of claws begin to coalesce around the girl's hands. They looked to be wickedly sharp, and Force figured that the more she bled, the stronger she might become. Thus, it needed to end quickly. Unclasping his bagh nakh, he put on the fist weapons. Taking a deep breath, he focused on the Magick welling up inside him. Tapping its strength, he unleashed his fury.... his wrath.... his Rage.
The jagged black streaks in his eyes glinted with a hellish darkness, as if they were portals into the very depths of the Abyss itself. Letting out a primordial battle cry, Force aimed a haymaker straight at the right side of the girl's jaw.
In any other situation, Force might have laughed at the sheer absurdity of those words. It was readily apparent that the girl was far from harmless. Very few had managed to even lay a hand on the berserker, let alone crack Force's armor and injure a leg.
Watching the girl's actions as she was pinned to the wall of the Colosseum, Force came to the realization that the girl was reaching the end of her rope. She was bleedign profusely from the wounds Force's weapons had inflicted upon her body. But at the same time, her attacks seemed to be getting stronger. It reeked of desperation.
Suddenly, more spikes shot up from the ground, and out from the wall to which Force's Zweihander had pinned the girl. The first few spikes hit him in several spots on his legs and torso before he managed to jump back a pace, leaving his sword embedded in the dense wood of the wall, thus keeping the girl tacked up like a moth in a collector's display. Then a thought struck him with almost as much force as one of the spikes. It's the blood.
Somehow, the girl could bend blood to her will. Just as the thought entered Force's mind, he saw a pair of claws begin to coalesce around the girl's hands. They looked to be wickedly sharp, and Force figured that the more she bled, the stronger she might become. Thus, it needed to end quickly. Unclasping his bagh nakh, he put on the fist weapons. Taking a deep breath, he focused on the Magick welling up inside him. Tapping its strength, he unleashed his fury.... his wrath.... his Rage.
The jagged black streaks in his eyes glinted with a hellish darkness, as if they were portals into the very depths of the Abyss itself. Letting out a primordial battle cry, Force aimed a haymaker straight at the right side of the girl's jaw.
Subeinu
K-Pop Guru.
The primordial battle cry struck her ears like a chalk too a blackboard, but she was not faced with it at all. She almost seemed like she was enjoying this more and more.
The jacked black streaks in his eyes glinted with a hellish darkness and Alicia was sure he had tapped in to his inner demons for this wonderful battle. He had equipped a pair of fist weapons and was just about to attack.
He aimed his haymaker punch straight at her jaw and it connected without any fault. Alicia however managed to give him a overly excessive smiling look before spinning around wile flying across the ground. The mere force of the punch should have killed her instantly if she was a real human being.
She started to lift herself of the ground, the mere strength of the punch has knocked her completely of her feet and getting back into position was hard for her. She managed to lift herself up from the ground and as she did all the pain within her body went away.
Knowing that she can't go on for much longer she bent down like a feline and had to make sure everything went into this one final strike. She charged with her supreme speed in a zig zag formation and as she came up close would jump into the air and deliver a cross slash to the man.
However should it fail, she would be mildly said screwed.
The jacked black streaks in his eyes glinted with a hellish darkness and Alicia was sure he had tapped in to his inner demons for this wonderful battle. He had equipped a pair of fist weapons and was just about to attack.
He aimed his haymaker punch straight at her jaw and it connected without any fault. Alicia however managed to give him a overly excessive smiling look before spinning around wile flying across the ground. The mere force of the punch should have killed her instantly if she was a real human being.
She started to lift herself of the ground, the mere strength of the punch has knocked her completely of her feet and getting back into position was hard for her. She managed to lift herself up from the ground and as she did all the pain within her body went away.
Knowing that she can't go on for much longer she bent down like a feline and had to make sure everything went into this one final strike. She charged with her supreme speed in a zig zag formation and as she came up close would jump into the air and deliver a cross slash to the man.
However should it fail, she would be mildly said screwed.
Force took the full impact of the cross-slash on his already cracked chestplate. The strength of the blow nearly split the armor in two, and negated its absorption capabilities almost completely. Force could feel several cracked ribs. Breathing was painful. But in his Rage state, the drive to destroy his opponent overwhelmed his mind's pain receptors.
After staggering backward a pace or two, Force gathered himself again and launched another attack at the girl. Swinging both fists in wide arcs, Force turned his hands over so that the points of the bagh nakh were facing inward. The path they were on would take them directly to the girl's temples. If it landed, with the amount of power Force put into the swings, it would be a devastating attack.
After staggering backward a pace or two, Force gathered himself again and launched another attack at the girl. Swinging both fists in wide arcs, Force turned his hands over so that the points of the bagh nakh were facing inward. The path they were on would take them directly to the girl's temples. If it landed, with the amount of power Force put into the swings, it would be a devastating attack.
Subeinu
K-Pop Guru.
As the fists connected with her temples her eyes completely blacked out. Not a single sound was made from her, she was completely gone. Her body fell down to the ground and there she was lying. Not even a single breath of air came from her beaten and bleeding body.
It was then she was dragged from her location to another one and pushed up as if she was levetating from the ground. She was gone she was, but it was if the insanity within her had taken complete control over her. Usually her body would say stop before her mind did, but this time was diffrent. The mind had taken the body.
Her hand stretched out to her side she started to collect blood from everywhere possible except from the mans wounds. The cracked armor of his was a perfect target for her final attack. The blood started to swirl in between her palm and the endless space and a spear of blood was made.
She raised it above her head almost as if she was a marionett and threw her hand infront of her to send the spear with great force. If Alicia was going down, she wanted to get the man with her aswell. However if the attack was futile, then the man deserved to win over the huntress.
It was then she was dragged from her location to another one and pushed up as if she was levetating from the ground. She was gone she was, but it was if the insanity within her had taken complete control over her. Usually her body would say stop before her mind did, but this time was diffrent. The mind had taken the body.
Her hand stretched out to her side she started to collect blood from everywhere possible except from the mans wounds. The cracked armor of his was a perfect target for her final attack. The blood started to swirl in between her palm and the endless space and a spear of blood was made.
She raised it above her head almost as if she was a marionett and threw her hand infront of her to send the spear with great force. If Alicia was going down, she wanted to get the man with her aswell. However if the attack was futile, then the man deserved to win over the huntress.
Force watched with grim satisfaction as the girl's eyes fluttered, the consciousness seemingly leaving her mind and body. She crumpled to the floor of the Colosseum. Without warning, the body got itself back up and hung limply as if suspended by invisible wires. Through the veil of his Rage, Force's mind registered with curiosity the formation of the blood spear. Then she attacked.
The point of the blood spear hit home directly where the gap in his armor was the widest. The chain mail shirt he wore underneath his chestplate was no match for the ferocity of the girl's attack. The spear penetrated Force's body, running him through. His face registered no reaction to the attack, but his body felt it. Were it not for his Rage state, he likely would have fallen to the ground then and there. But the Rage allowed him to press on, though he was severely debilitated.
He had one last attack in him, his mind told him. He put together one more bagh nakh-led blow, aiming for the soft spot just beneath the girl's sternum. This would finish the battle, one way or the other.
The point of the blood spear hit home directly where the gap in his armor was the widest. The chain mail shirt he wore underneath his chestplate was no match for the ferocity of the girl's attack. The spear penetrated Force's body, running him through. His face registered no reaction to the attack, but his body felt it. Were it not for his Rage state, he likely would have fallen to the ground then and there. But the Rage allowed him to press on, though he was severely debilitated.
He had one last attack in him, his mind told him. He put together one more bagh nakh-led blow, aiming for the soft spot just beneath the girl's sternum. This would finish the battle, one way or the other.
Subeinu
K-Pop Guru.
The man charged, he punched, he hit. The punch that was directed right below her sternum broke her insides completely. She fell too the ground and a purple mist flew from her body at a extreme rate, as if the very soul of her died with her.
Alicia was bleeding far too much for her too handle. Her powers were weakened extremely and there was no way she could fight back, not like this. She pushed herself towards the nearest wall and slid up against it. Something was deffinetly diffrent with her. Her eyes being much brighter than before and her expression being calmer.
"I guess.. this is it.."
Alicia finally spoke for the first time to this man and yet as she was bleeding to death she managed to keep a smile on her face. Leaning her head towards the wall she started to cry, tears falling from her eyes.
"Thank you.. for driving it out of me.. so I don't need to die.. as a monster."
She coughed up some blood as if the blood streaming from her body was not enough. The chain that she had taken with her had detatched itself from the chestplate due to the last attack and slithered too her as if it was a snake and went onto her lap. She patted it before looking at the man for one last time.
"If someone with powers like mine return.. please.. kill it."
Her eyes closed and a single tear fell onto the chain and crystalised it. She was now permanently dead.
Alicia was bleeding far too much for her too handle. Her powers were weakened extremely and there was no way she could fight back, not like this. She pushed herself towards the nearest wall and slid up against it. Something was deffinetly diffrent with her. Her eyes being much brighter than before and her expression being calmer.
"I guess.. this is it.."
Alicia finally spoke for the first time to this man and yet as she was bleeding to death she managed to keep a smile on her face. Leaning her head towards the wall she started to cry, tears falling from her eyes.
"Thank you.. for driving it out of me.. so I don't need to die.. as a monster."
She coughed up some blood as if the blood streaming from her body was not enough. The chain that she had taken with her had detatched itself from the chestplate due to the last attack and slithered too her as if it was a snake and went onto her lap. She patted it before looking at the man for one last time.
"If someone with powers like mine return.. please.. kill it."
Her eyes closed and a single tear fell onto the chain and crystalised it. She was now permanently dead.
As the girl (and the demon inside her) finally expired, Force could feel the Rage dissipate from him. As it did so, the grievous wounds he suffered while under the sway of his wrath caught up with his body. Letting out a small groan, he went down to a knee, then to both knees, before finally falling over onto his left side. The impact of the blood spear had punctured a lung. The broken ribs on his right side had punctured the other. He could feel them filling up with fluid. It would be over shortly.
He cursed the Magick that tapped his Rage. He cursed his inability to conquer it. In the end, he was not able to overcome his own humanity, even with the aid of the Magick. Lying on the sandy floor of the Colosseum, the creature of Magick known as Force died, as commonly as any other warrior would have gone. Some would view his death as tragic; others would see it as melancholy. For Force, it was a bitter disappointment. He had had so much more to accomplish. So many more people to bend to his will.
So many more ways to unleash his Rage.
He cursed the Magick that tapped his Rage. He cursed his inability to conquer it. In the end, he was not able to overcome his own humanity, even with the aid of the Magick. Lying on the sandy floor of the Colosseum, the creature of Magick known as Force died, as commonly as any other warrior would have gone. Some would view his death as tragic; others would see it as melancholy. For Force, it was a bitter disappointment. He had had so much more to accomplish. So many more people to bend to his will.
So many more ways to unleash his Rage.
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