RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
03-26-2014, 11:52 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-26-2014, 11:56 PM by Dais.)
Gah, what's going on? Everything was so clear but I think I'm losing it again. All this talking isn't so fun anymore, anywa- I mean, it isn't working as well as I'd hoped. Fine, violence it is.
Nos plants the sword he was given into the deck of the airship carelessly, then claws at the air to each side of him with his hands. More black tendrils seem to pull out of the air and he starts spinning them around his fingers, and the tendrils snakes around his arms as he continues. Nos seems comforted as he does this, and after a bit he suddenly slams his palms together and all the fabricated matter seems to jump and soak into Nos's hands. He picks up the sword slowly and brandishes it, facing the Cordraal.