Re: The Grand Battle [Round 4! Pop-up Land!!]
10-23-2009, 10:20 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
The Younger dared to look behind it. The amalgamation was moving again; the Elder's last-ditch effort must have been spent. The Younger knew that now it would be consumed in the same way...
I knew you'd come to your senses, came a familiar voice. First, let me put you in a safe place.
A transparent red sphere surrounded the Younger. Eximo rushed for its prey, but simply slammed into the wall of the sphere. The demon came into view, facing the Younger and Eximo, grinning even wider than before.
This is a spirit-proof barrier. You can't get out, and it can't get in. I'll let you out of it when I have use for you. Understand, servant?
From within the sphere, the Younger nodded, weakly. It knew there was no point in arguing over the terms now; not against a demon.
A pity I can't capture the amalgamation as well. But this barrier can only really contain a single spirit.
Give us... our prey...
Sorry. I may be a lot of things, but once I've made a deal, I uphold my end of it. So this little specter won't be a meal for you as long as I have anything to say about it.
Then you... shall feed us...
Unlikely. I'm bound to this human and to the knife he carries. Amalgamations like you can only merge with free-roaming spirits. And demons are far too strong to be swallowed up even if we're not bound.
Your scent... is delicious...
And, of course, you're too hungry to pay any attention to a word of that. The demon sighed, frustrated. Well, since you're such a lousy conversationalist, maybe you can entertain me in other ways.
Nathan's blank eyes suddenly returned to normal.
For instance, I can control what the boy sees. Nathan's face suddenly filled with rage. Right now, he sees that necromancer he hates so much. Right where you're standing. Nathan took out his knife and lunged at the amalgamation. It shrieked in pain.
How... How can he hurt us?
Simple. His knife traps me on the spirit plane. The spell that allows it to do that has a side effect of allowing it to harm anything else on this plane. Not that he has any idea about that... and come to think of it, you're probably not even listening again, because this isn't about 'food' for you.
We will... feed on you... another time... Eximo's voices chanted in unison, as it turned to flee.
Now, now. We can't have you leaving before we're finished, now can we? The demon concentrated on Nathan's feet, allowing him to move faster and keep up with the fleeing amalgamation. Nathan continued to run after what he saw as Lutherion, swinging wildly all the while.
The Younger dared to look behind it. The amalgamation was moving again; the Elder's last-ditch effort must have been spent. The Younger knew that now it would be consumed in the same way...
I knew you'd come to your senses, came a familiar voice. First, let me put you in a safe place.
A transparent red sphere surrounded the Younger. Eximo rushed for its prey, but simply slammed into the wall of the sphere. The demon came into view, facing the Younger and Eximo, grinning even wider than before.
This is a spirit-proof barrier. You can't get out, and it can't get in. I'll let you out of it when I have use for you. Understand, servant?
From within the sphere, the Younger nodded, weakly. It knew there was no point in arguing over the terms now; not against a demon.
A pity I can't capture the amalgamation as well. But this barrier can only really contain a single spirit.
Give us... our prey...
Sorry. I may be a lot of things, but once I've made a deal, I uphold my end of it. So this little specter won't be a meal for you as long as I have anything to say about it.
Then you... shall feed us...
Unlikely. I'm bound to this human and to the knife he carries. Amalgamations like you can only merge with free-roaming spirits. And demons are far too strong to be swallowed up even if we're not bound.
Your scent... is delicious...
And, of course, you're too hungry to pay any attention to a word of that. The demon sighed, frustrated. Well, since you're such a lousy conversationalist, maybe you can entertain me in other ways.
Nathan's blank eyes suddenly returned to normal.
For instance, I can control what the boy sees. Nathan's face suddenly filled with rage. Right now, he sees that necromancer he hates so much. Right where you're standing. Nathan took out his knife and lunged at the amalgamation. It shrieked in pain.
How... How can he hurt us?
Simple. His knife traps me on the spirit plane. The spell that allows it to do that has a side effect of allowing it to harm anything else on this plane. Not that he has any idea about that... and come to think of it, you're probably not even listening again, because this isn't about 'food' for you.
We will... feed on you... another time... Eximo's voices chanted in unison, as it turned to flee.
Now, now. We can't have you leaving before we're finished, now can we? The demon concentrated on Nathan's feet, allowing him to move faster and keep up with the fleeing amalgamation. Nathan continued to run after what he saw as Lutherion, swinging wildly all the while.
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I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse
I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse