Re: The Grand Battle [Round 3! Killville!]
09-13-2009, 08:02 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Draykon.
Amethyst slowly walked outside, standing a decent distance from the battle. Almost by chance she came to stand beside the demon lord. She couldn't see it of course, but it was a chilling coincidence. She began to speak to no one in particular.
"A pity... I was hoping he..."
She didn't finish, instead she turned to face thin air, and stared straight forward.
"The round will be over soon, Lutherion's 'boss mode' will either cause the others to focus and finish him, or allow him to kill at least one other."
She paused. 'boss mode?' That sounded like something she would have said originally, but it didn't make much sense. Why would she make an allusion to games in a serious battle?
But Nathan had told her to try and speak more 'normally,' so she was trying her best to remember what 'normal' meant.
She walked in a C shape, as though stepping around something, and looked back at the battle. The werewolf from before was biting at Lutherion. It seemed to have recognized the beast as another like it, but it wasn't sure whether to ally with it or challenge it for dominance.
"It is peculiar, that this 'director' has allowed for these newcomers to the tournament."
She closed her eyes, but her pupils focused directly on the Demon Lord.
Spoiler
Amethyst slowly walked outside, standing a decent distance from the battle. Almost by chance she came to stand beside the demon lord. She couldn't see it of course, but it was a chilling coincidence. She began to speak to no one in particular.
"A pity... I was hoping he..."
She didn't finish, instead she turned to face thin air, and stared straight forward.
"The round will be over soon, Lutherion's 'boss mode' will either cause the others to focus and finish him, or allow him to kill at least one other."
She paused. 'boss mode?' That sounded like something she would have said originally, but it didn't make much sense. Why would she make an allusion to games in a serious battle?
But Nathan had told her to try and speak more 'normally,' so she was trying her best to remember what 'normal' meant.
She walked in a C shape, as though stepping around something, and looked back at the battle. The werewolf from before was biting at Lutherion. It seemed to have recognized the beast as another like it, but it wasn't sure whether to ally with it or challenge it for dominance.
"It is peculiar, that this 'director' has allowed for these newcomers to the tournament."
She closed her eyes, but her pupils focused directly on the Demon Lord.