Re: The Grand Battle [Round Five: Battleopolis!]
01-23-2010, 05:23 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Draykon.
Amethyst slowly backed away. She could see it in their eyes. Everyone around her- or at least everyone from Battleopolis- their souls had been... deactivated?
Everyone but the demon lord had that same blank expression. The demon's arrogance made it clear. Whatever had just happened, it was his fault, and he was the only one left.
She wouldn't let herself show fear to a demon.
"An interesting challenge of micromanagement. However I doubt a fragile teenage mind such as your own can control an entire city worth of people."
The demon's grin grew broader, "You're still trying that trick? Well then, maybe the fact that I HAVE will prove to you I'm a demon in your last seconds!"
"Photon Cyclone." The words were as simple as ever, as the scene melted. Amethyst's crystals impaled themselves into the street, spreading underground, and grabbing an 'island' of earth, with Amethyst, Nathan, and Aeon.
The island was ripped up into the air. But the magical eyes of the cyborg lich saw through the illusion, and Amethyst found herself barely dodging out of the way, as his metal arm tore through the air where she had been.
An unseen force grabbed him as he flew past, and spun him around like a ragdoll. Then from his arm, countless guns emerged, firing at once.
Force Shield triggered, and for each bullet a black mirror image shot from behind Amethyst. The attack was blocked, but she could already feel herself tiring out.
Midnara was next to land on the island, as it pulled itself out of the demon's illusionary space. She held a long lance, composed of some sort of energy that radiated a kind of 'anti-light.'
"Cosmic Joust" she said, in a monotone voice not dissimilar from Amethyst's own, and what looked like a cutout of the night sky shot from the lance, barely grazing past Amethyst's head.
The island had made it high in the sky now, but that did nothing to hinder Alcaraith- back in her dragon form- from grabbing on, raising her head up to level with the island's surface. Her toothy grin gave way to an earthshaking roar, which became a pillar of flames.
The black flames of Force Shield intercepted, but Amethyst could already feel herself running out of energy. Now Lutherion landed on the island, skeletal wings on his back. Dokurumets phazed through the ground as well, and Amethyst found herself surrounded.
And then the Demon Lord himself floated up.
"Convinced yet? I suppose it doesn't really matter, you're about to die anyway! KYAHAHAHA!"
His laugh was quickly mirrored by Lutherion's, who lunged for Amethyst with his Wightmaw Arm.
"Killer Doll" came Amethyst's voice, as crystals formed around her arms and legs, and pulled her out of the way.
Then Dokurumets laughed, and swung his broadsword down. It wasn't nearly as close this time, as Amethyst dodged by at least a kilometer.
The laughter faded, but the faces in the crowd showed it. The next to attack will be...
Midnara rushed at Amethyst, magic circles trailing from the lance. But she saw it coming a mile away, and stepped inches to the right.
The lance barely touched her hair, but she had had enough time to dodge further.
"Your abilities to control multiple bodies simultaneously is abysmal." Amethyst mocked.
It didn't sound like mocking though, rather, she said it as though it were simple fact. Her face didn't show a grin or anything, she simply stared back, as she read off more simple data regarding the demon lord.
"If you are human, this is expected. If you are a demon, you are a disgrace to your species."
Spoken again as though it were fact. Were it a human saying such simple insults, the Demon Lord would've had no problem just looking them in the face and laughing.
But Amethyst wasn't human. Her simple face, her intellectual attitude. Up until now, it hardly seemed like she was capable of making jokes. Her words were weighted like some sort of thorough analysis had come with it.
As a result, the Demon's face twitched just slightly. That twitch carried to Lutherion, who Amethyst easily dodged once again.
Now the island crashed into the ground. In truth, Amethyst was extremely concerned about her mana consumption. But she couldn't let it show.
She didn't have to. In the past, she had had to try just to feel. Relaxing her face was no problem. It was this coldness, this expressionlessness, that pissed off the Demon Lord the most.
One life form in the city conscious and not under his control, and he couldn't even...!
He conjured an energy broadsword, and began to lunge towards Amethyst. But a skeletal arm grabbed him midair.
"Orders are to eliminate all contestants except Lutherion. Prioritizing targets based on relative threat-level. Highest threat: The Demon Lord which has been reasoned to be the ninth contestant."
Now he was really pissed. His expression passed to Konka Rar, who shouted at Eximo. "You have new orders! Your only targets are the pink haired girl and the man with the shape shifting weapon!"
Eximo pondered for a moment, then continued. "Majority of life form readings in the area have been altered. This includes the individual currently addressing this unit. Conclusion: The individual addressing this unit is not Konka Rar. Therefore, individual's orders are irrelevant. Continuing with original orders."
Amethyst slowly backed away. She could see it in their eyes. Everyone around her- or at least everyone from Battleopolis- their souls had been... deactivated?
Everyone but the demon lord had that same blank expression. The demon's arrogance made it clear. Whatever had just happened, it was his fault, and he was the only one left.
She wouldn't let herself show fear to a demon.
"An interesting challenge of micromanagement. However I doubt a fragile teenage mind such as your own can control an entire city worth of people."
The demon's grin grew broader, "You're still trying that trick? Well then, maybe the fact that I HAVE will prove to you I'm a demon in your last seconds!"
"Photon Cyclone." The words were as simple as ever, as the scene melted. Amethyst's crystals impaled themselves into the street, spreading underground, and grabbing an 'island' of earth, with Amethyst, Nathan, and Aeon.
The island was ripped up into the air. But the magical eyes of the cyborg lich saw through the illusion, and Amethyst found herself barely dodging out of the way, as his metal arm tore through the air where she had been.
An unseen force grabbed him as he flew past, and spun him around like a ragdoll. Then from his arm, countless guns emerged, firing at once.
Force Shield triggered, and for each bullet a black mirror image shot from behind Amethyst. The attack was blocked, but she could already feel herself tiring out.
Midnara was next to land on the island, as it pulled itself out of the demon's illusionary space. She held a long lance, composed of some sort of energy that radiated a kind of 'anti-light.'
"Cosmic Joust" she said, in a monotone voice not dissimilar from Amethyst's own, and what looked like a cutout of the night sky shot from the lance, barely grazing past Amethyst's head.
The island had made it high in the sky now, but that did nothing to hinder Alcaraith- back in her dragon form- from grabbing on, raising her head up to level with the island's surface. Her toothy grin gave way to an earthshaking roar, which became a pillar of flames.
The black flames of Force Shield intercepted, but Amethyst could already feel herself running out of energy. Now Lutherion landed on the island, skeletal wings on his back. Dokurumets phazed through the ground as well, and Amethyst found herself surrounded.
And then the Demon Lord himself floated up.
"Convinced yet? I suppose it doesn't really matter, you're about to die anyway! KYAHAHAHA!"
His laugh was quickly mirrored by Lutherion's, who lunged for Amethyst with his Wightmaw Arm.
"Killer Doll" came Amethyst's voice, as crystals formed around her arms and legs, and pulled her out of the way.
Then Dokurumets laughed, and swung his broadsword down. It wasn't nearly as close this time, as Amethyst dodged by at least a kilometer.
The laughter faded, but the faces in the crowd showed it. The next to attack will be...
Midnara rushed at Amethyst, magic circles trailing from the lance. But she saw it coming a mile away, and stepped inches to the right.
The lance barely touched her hair, but she had had enough time to dodge further.
"Your abilities to control multiple bodies simultaneously is abysmal." Amethyst mocked.
It didn't sound like mocking though, rather, she said it as though it were simple fact. Her face didn't show a grin or anything, she simply stared back, as she read off more simple data regarding the demon lord.
"If you are human, this is expected. If you are a demon, you are a disgrace to your species."
Spoken again as though it were fact. Were it a human saying such simple insults, the Demon Lord would've had no problem just looking them in the face and laughing.
But Amethyst wasn't human. Her simple face, her intellectual attitude. Up until now, it hardly seemed like she was capable of making jokes. Her words were weighted like some sort of thorough analysis had come with it.
As a result, the Demon's face twitched just slightly. That twitch carried to Lutherion, who Amethyst easily dodged once again.
Now the island crashed into the ground. In truth, Amethyst was extremely concerned about her mana consumption. But she couldn't let it show.
She didn't have to. In the past, she had had to try just to feel. Relaxing her face was no problem. It was this coldness, this expressionlessness, that pissed off the Demon Lord the most.
One life form in the city conscious and not under his control, and he couldn't even...!
He conjured an energy broadsword, and began to lunge towards Amethyst. But a skeletal arm grabbed him midair.
"Orders are to eliminate all contestants except Lutherion. Prioritizing targets based on relative threat-level. Highest threat: The Demon Lord which has been reasoned to be the ninth contestant."
Now he was really pissed. His expression passed to Konka Rar, who shouted at Eximo. "You have new orders! Your only targets are the pink haired girl and the man with the shape shifting weapon!"
Eximo pondered for a moment, then continued. "Majority of life form readings in the area have been altered. This includes the individual currently addressing this unit. Conclusion: The individual addressing this unit is not Konka Rar. Therefore, individual's orders are irrelevant. Continuing with original orders."