Re: The Grand Battle II! [Round 1: The Labyrinth Field!]
10-03-2009, 02:20 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Archduke_Ferdinand.
The magician and the genius, from what he could tell, were feeling something very strongly and what it rang of was fear.
Fear that within a few black hours something might extinguish them; put their souls back into the courseless void this world seemed to be, fear that they would transform into the very white surface the ground consisted of. The Sunset was not unfamiliar with such passions, as they had gripped it some times before. In the heat of grand battles, when it seemed its form would shudder and snap. When it became old. All these occasions had provided in the heart of the Balancer a feeling of intense rage, and despair, and a sickly flowing feeling of inevitability. It vowed never to give in to such fancies again, as each time it had encountered them, a steady mind guided him knowingly and swiftly to safety and freedom. And although this world frightened the two humans, it didn't scare him a bit. No, The Sunset wasn't frightened. It was concerned.
The lumbering robot elected to observe the two from a distance for the time being. The Sunset had seen galactic arenas before, although never like this, and they never picked contestants who weren't dangerous. Unless, of course, the ringmaster was mad. At any rate, for the moment, the Balancer-turned-machine simply turned to faced the two men. Watching them. Making judgements. Deciding which would be the biggest problem should a fight break out.
The magician and the genius, from what he could tell, were feeling something very strongly and what it rang of was fear.
Fear that within a few black hours something might extinguish them; put their souls back into the courseless void this world seemed to be, fear that they would transform into the very white surface the ground consisted of. The Sunset was not unfamiliar with such passions, as they had gripped it some times before. In the heat of grand battles, when it seemed its form would shudder and snap. When it became old. All these occasions had provided in the heart of the Balancer a feeling of intense rage, and despair, and a sickly flowing feeling of inevitability. It vowed never to give in to such fancies again, as each time it had encountered them, a steady mind guided him knowingly and swiftly to safety and freedom. And although this world frightened the two humans, it didn't scare him a bit. No, The Sunset wasn't frightened. It was concerned.
The lumbering robot elected to observe the two from a distance for the time being. The Sunset had seen galactic arenas before, although never like this, and they never picked contestants who weren't dangerous. Unless, of course, the ringmaster was mad. At any rate, for the moment, the Balancer-turned-machine simply turned to faced the two men. Watching them. Making judgements. Deciding which would be the biggest problem should a fight break out.