Re: The Grand Battle [Starring Eximo Pulvis!]
11-10-2009, 08:51 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Draykon.
After flying some distance, Amethyst finally slowed to a stop, and hid in the shadow of an island. In the distance, she could see Lutherion. His wings had returned, but something seemed off about him. Amethyst decided to approach him.
She whispered a few commands first, and three of her black crystals formed together, and flew off towards Lutherion.
One crystal flew out in front of the formation- heading straight towards Lutherion like a bullet. It stopped at the last second, and turned 90 degrees, causing the flat part of the crystal to slam into the Necromancer's torso. The second crystal flew towards his human arm, and reshaped itself to form a cuff of some sort, binding his arm to one of his wings. The third tried the same, but instead flew off past, vaporizing once it sensed its purpose could not be carried out.
Amethyst flew in front of the now-bound Necromancer, and began to speak.
"Gyuh! What the hell?! You again?! Aren't you bored of messin' with me?"
Amethyst spoke as calmly as always, "The answer to that is conditional. Are you bored with your constant affinity for violence?"
"Jeez. Little girl, you don't GET bored of killin' people!"
Amethyst looked over Lutherion. His shirt had been folded, so his lack of an arm almost looked natural.
"I see. I listened in on those thousands of voices that were bound to you. Do you remember when I tried to claim your weapon? After hearing that, I do not blame you for your insanity."
"Well I don't need your approval strawberry girl! Now lemme outta here so I can go get my arm back!"
Lutherion struggled, but without the Weightmaw Arm, he was essentially just a magical zombie. The crystal bind held. Amethyst tilted her head slightly.
"You desire that madness to return? Do you find peace of mind that unpleasant?"
Lutherion continued to struggle.
"I don't have to explain myself to you little witch! Now let me go! GAH! I AM THE GREATEST NECROMANCER IN THE UNI- NO! THE FREAKIN' MULTIVERSE!"
Amethyst smiled slightly.
"How convenient then, the current lack of any sort of dead bodies for you to manipulate. Will you not simply spea-"
Amethyst stopped, as Lutherion began to scream incantations. His dark spell reached out, and grabbed anything it could find. An automated magical interface device like Amethyst's would have described it as a lock-on routine, as the magic searched for anything nearby. Some sort of organic matter, lacking in the kinds of chemical processes associated with life. The spell wasn't designed with magical lifeforms in mind though, and it found the nearest thing it reasoned to be a dead human. The black crystals didn't fade, for Amethyst's armband still saw her alive, but her will no longer reached them. Lutherion easily shattered the restraints, curious about what he just did.
Amethyst whispered curses, as her body fell under the control of Lutherion's spell.
After flying some distance, Amethyst finally slowed to a stop, and hid in the shadow of an island. In the distance, she could see Lutherion. His wings had returned, but something seemed off about him. Amethyst decided to approach him.
She whispered a few commands first, and three of her black crystals formed together, and flew off towards Lutherion.
One crystal flew out in front of the formation- heading straight towards Lutherion like a bullet. It stopped at the last second, and turned 90 degrees, causing the flat part of the crystal to slam into the Necromancer's torso. The second crystal flew towards his human arm, and reshaped itself to form a cuff of some sort, binding his arm to one of his wings. The third tried the same, but instead flew off past, vaporizing once it sensed its purpose could not be carried out.
Amethyst flew in front of the now-bound Necromancer, and began to speak.
"Gyuh! What the hell?! You again?! Aren't you bored of messin' with me?"
Amethyst spoke as calmly as always, "The answer to that is conditional. Are you bored with your constant affinity for violence?"
"Jeez. Little girl, you don't GET bored of killin' people!"
Amethyst looked over Lutherion. His shirt had been folded, so his lack of an arm almost looked natural.
"I see. I listened in on those thousands of voices that were bound to you. Do you remember when I tried to claim your weapon? After hearing that, I do not blame you for your insanity."
"Well I don't need your approval strawberry girl! Now lemme outta here so I can go get my arm back!"
Lutherion struggled, but without the Weightmaw Arm, he was essentially just a magical zombie. The crystal bind held. Amethyst tilted her head slightly.
"You desire that madness to return? Do you find peace of mind that unpleasant?"
Lutherion continued to struggle.
"I don't have to explain myself to you little witch! Now let me go! GAH! I AM THE GREATEST NECROMANCER IN THE UNI- NO! THE FREAKIN' MULTIVERSE!"
Amethyst smiled slightly.
"How convenient then, the current lack of any sort of dead bodies for you to manipulate. Will you not simply spea-"
Amethyst stopped, as Lutherion began to scream incantations. His dark spell reached out, and grabbed anything it could find. An automated magical interface device like Amethyst's would have described it as a lock-on routine, as the magic searched for anything nearby. Some sort of organic matter, lacking in the kinds of chemical processes associated with life. The spell wasn't designed with magical lifeforms in mind though, and it found the nearest thing it reasoned to be a dead human. The black crystals didn't fade, for Amethyst's armband still saw her alive, but her will no longer reached them. Lutherion easily shattered the restraints, curious about what he just did.
Amethyst whispered curses, as her body fell under the control of Lutherion's spell.
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