Re: The Grand Battle [Round 4! Pop-up Land!!]
10-24-2009, 08:21 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
Amethyst watched as Nathan ran wildly through the battlefield, stabbing his knife at some unseen quarry ahead of him.
She was able to occasionally perceive flashes of energy as he stabbed; a sign that the knife was, in fact, colliding with something. It could be some outside threat, as the werewolf had been in the previous round; or it could be something more benign. After a moment's reflection, she realized the demon was most likely manipulating Nathan; and as such, it would probably be better to intervene. She felt that her mana had been sufficiently recharged for such a confrontation.
She flew down, and cast a Rock Bind at Nathan's feet once she was within range. He broke out of it quickly; Amethyst realized that the demon must have been helping him to do so. Nevertheless, she had gotten his attention.
"What are you doing?" he shouted up at her. "Do you want to help Lutherion get away?"
"Lutherion is not here," she replied, quite simply. "The demon is toying with you - and not for the first time. I'm sure you must realize that by now."
Nathan's mouth suddenly shaped into a grin. Amethyst did not need to see the traces of magic to know this was the demon's work.
"Well, I suppose there's not much point in my hiding it," Nathan said, in an unfamiliar voice. "Yes, I'm toying with him. He's just too much fun. But I can't take credit for everything he's done since we made our little deal."
"What were you pursuing?" Amethyst asked. She would not allow the demon to unsettle her.
"Now, what makes you think we were pursuing anything? I could easily have the boy running after thin air. Ah, unless... Perhaps you can see things that human eyes cannot?"
"I see no reason to give out such information to an enemy."
"Then I suppose you'll just have to figure it out for yourself. Assuming, that is, you survive!"
Nathan suddenly leapt up, lunging at Amethyst in mid-air. She flew back, but Nathan managed to grab onto her broomstick, and seemed to be trying to drag it down.
Eximo watched the confrontation from a distance. It seemed that the demon had lost interest in it, at least for now. It had been severely weakened by the chase, however; Nathan's strikes had taken their toll on it. The pain left it confused, especially as it still felt its hunger.
The hunger... the pain... we must feed... but the pain is too strong...
Moments later, Amethyst's broomstick fell from the sky; Nathan, or rather the demon, had managed to win that struggle. Amethyst happened to land right where Eximo's spirit was nursing its wounds.
A voice spoke in her head.
Help us...
Amethyst watched as Nathan ran wildly through the battlefield, stabbing his knife at some unseen quarry ahead of him.
She was able to occasionally perceive flashes of energy as he stabbed; a sign that the knife was, in fact, colliding with something. It could be some outside threat, as the werewolf had been in the previous round; or it could be something more benign. After a moment's reflection, she realized the demon was most likely manipulating Nathan; and as such, it would probably be better to intervene. She felt that her mana had been sufficiently recharged for such a confrontation.
She flew down, and cast a Rock Bind at Nathan's feet once she was within range. He broke out of it quickly; Amethyst realized that the demon must have been helping him to do so. Nevertheless, she had gotten his attention.
"What are you doing?" he shouted up at her. "Do you want to help Lutherion get away?"
"Lutherion is not here," she replied, quite simply. "The demon is toying with you - and not for the first time. I'm sure you must realize that by now."
Nathan's mouth suddenly shaped into a grin. Amethyst did not need to see the traces of magic to know this was the demon's work.
"Well, I suppose there's not much point in my hiding it," Nathan said, in an unfamiliar voice. "Yes, I'm toying with him. He's just too much fun. But I can't take credit for everything he's done since we made our little deal."
"What were you pursuing?" Amethyst asked. She would not allow the demon to unsettle her.
"Now, what makes you think we were pursuing anything? I could easily have the boy running after thin air. Ah, unless... Perhaps you can see things that human eyes cannot?"
"I see no reason to give out such information to an enemy."
"Then I suppose you'll just have to figure it out for yourself. Assuming, that is, you survive!"
Nathan suddenly leapt up, lunging at Amethyst in mid-air. She flew back, but Nathan managed to grab onto her broomstick, and seemed to be trying to drag it down.
Eximo watched the confrontation from a distance. It seemed that the demon had lost interest in it, at least for now. It had been severely weakened by the chase, however; Nathan's strikes had taken their toll on it. The pain left it confused, especially as it still felt its hunger.
The hunger... the pain... we must feed... but the pain is too strong...
Moments later, Amethyst's broomstick fell from the sky; Nathan, or rather the demon, had managed to win that struggle. Amethyst happened to land right where Eximo's spirit was nursing its wounds.
A voice spoke in her head.
Help us...
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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