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yinsukin:
Ana
The sword gleamed as it was unsheathed, drawing a diagonal line from her hip to his neck, stopping mere inches from his face. The fox girl was picked up by the flames and consumed like a tidal wave crashing down on a human. A yelp echoed through the sewer but no more. The smell of burnt skin filled the sewer as the flames coated her entire body. There was no retort aside from a grimace and a resheathing of her blade. That hand tightened around the hilt as she firmly planted her feet into the ground so hard that it sank into the floor.. The very concrete beneath her began to disappear under her as it turned to dust. The moment the concrete exposed her feet, she took a step forward, the blade drawing a line from her hip to his neck once more.
"Die."
Except it was a feint. The gleaming blade curved down, threatening to cleave his arm from his shoulder and the rest of his body if he wasn't careful.
Entheo
He's quick and nimble.
It looks like he made a mistake.
Whats that?
Except there was no point in attacking Entheo's blind spot. The sound of metal colliding with metal echoed through the empty sewer as a ethereal Guandao met with the claws of the creature. Meanwhile, Entheo's shadowy figure emerged from the rubble, shooting bits of concrete everywhere. He is acting as if he is merely fighting me! The tip of the blade started at the bottom of the ground before being dragged up into the air, drawing an arc from the ground to the ceiling and threatening to cleave the monster in half.
No other thoughts needed to be exchanged. Entheo understood his earlier folly. It was a lesson he has learned time and time again. No tree grows from nothing. Its roots must draw nutrients from the world around it. Single cells do not merely add, but multiply until they transcend themselves and become something greater.
"This is unity!"
Kotomine_Rin:
Lawrence
The flames raged, shifted, and barely warned of the sword coming for him. It slammed against his cane in an instant, launching him back with a powerful blow. "Fuck!" The impact cut his lip, and he slammed on the filthy wall, coughing and hacking hatefully.
But he had seen through the feint. That was the only reason his body wasn't cleaved in half.
"Haah...haah..."
Fine, you want to play? Let's play.
Indra
Sparks illuminated the darkness, gleaming against the beast's eyes. Suddenly, a shockwave launched a wave of grime up the ceiling, as the guandao came to slice the beast in two. It was excellent, a most excellent strike. Moving unorthodoxly, the monster faced the warrior's follow-up slash.
But the monster already saw through it.
And it's foot already grabbed the polearm with a crushing stomp. "Fascinating. So you think I'm alone." Pinned to the ground, Gezo's weapon couldn't reach him. What came was a devastating kick straight at the Entheo's plexus, intent to launch him upwards in the blink of an eye.
BOOM!!
yinsukin:
Ana
Ana slowly walked forward, sheathing the blade once more. Her body was smoking, smoldering. Yet each step she took left a hole in the concrete, sucking up more and more of the stone. Strange, it was taking far more mass to heal herself. That fire was dangerous. "Your corpse will serve salvation well," she said, gripping the hilt of her blade. It would be foolish to try to attack recklessly like that again. "Once this blade cuts through you...."
A tear rolled down her cheek. "I will be one step closer to salvation."
The fox girl's form blurred, zig zagging this time as it made its approach. She kept her wrist wrapped around the hilt of the blade, ready to strike again at any time. Her goal was to close the distance, land just in front of him.
Entheo
"Are you kidding me?" Entheo yelled as he watched the creature move. "What do you mean not alone?"
Entheo let go of the weapon the second he registered his pull. It was simply far too strong for him to resist. Thankfully while the dodge was out of the blue, the strike was relatively straightforward. Gezo's experience allowed him to see the attack coming simply from the muscles moved and start tilting his torso to the side to dodge. However he was too slow. Entheo was knocked a step back as the strike buried into his chest, narrowly dodging the pressure point.
Entheo raised his hands, ready to fight the man. Gezo. We can't win this fight like this.
Perhaps but we have to keep trying.
No listen. I'm not giving up. I have a plan.
Alright.
Kotomine_Rin:
Lawrence
His eyes gleamed a bright orange, and with a snap of his fingers, a handful of arrows shot forward from different angles. They were quick, closing in on the fox girl in the form of a volley of fire-spears. He'd have to quickly form a magic circle on the ground in her way, to burn her with a fiery pillar the second she avoided that.
Indra
"Oh, you didn't realize? It was so adorable, when you had those souls guided to the afterlife. I honestly wanted to keep you in the dark, but.."
The creature trashed over the waters and splashed unpredictably. Swirling and swaying, it dashed to Entheo's left with a claw ready to slash the boy - but the attack was meant to lead into him thrusting the spear straight into him with his foot. Every one of the monster's limbs was capable of masterfully wielding anything. It was like facing a living weapon that could strike from any angle and position.
"Souls taken by me can never reach paradise, their purgatory will forever be my claws. Young boy... you guided them all to my belly. They are me."
The blows came far faster and heavier than you could possibly imagine. The beast was hungry.
yinsukin:
Ana
The blur that was the fox girl zipped back and forth along the concrete, slipping through the arrows shot in each direction. Left, right straight, even bouncing against the wall to dodge one oncoming arrow, that was easy. Her eyes widened as she saw the ground in front of her glow red with energy. It was too late to stop... unless....
The fox girl began sinking into the ground. Normally, she wouldn't need to absorb so much biomass. However, her skin still hadn't healed for some reason. Therefore, this much wouldn't hurt her. The concrete disintegrated beneath her and she sunk even further underground. To Lawrance, she was gone.
Entheo
"There is no way to tell anymore. Those born here might not know the feeling, but many of us were all stripped from our worlds and thrown into an illogical situation. If this world has a will, it probably doesn't follow natural conventions... that includes the law of the fittest. It doesn't matter how strong you are, there will always be something ready to take you down and try to devour you."
Yeah. I feel that too, he thought, staring into the monster's mouth as he spoke.
The claw came towards the side of his face and Entheo ducked under it, only to be met with another strike to the chest, this time the blade. Entheo had abruptly changed styles, using the nimbleness of custard alongside his own street fighting experience, bobbing under his strike, but it wasn't enough to compensate for the man's sheer power and speed. The base of the guandao was caught by two hands absorbing the brunt of the stab, even with his ghostly body fingers ripped apart by the thrust. The blade dug into his chest, blood trickling from his chest.
"I am scared. To be honest, I can't stop shaking. The trauma of losing something precious, the shame of having one's dignity stripped away... I know that feeling too well. I am a coward. Sometimes, even the mightiest of lions falls prey to terror. But to live... to thrive... is to overcome that fear."
I hate that I failed them. I don't want to live inside him either. I don't even want to die. If I have to die, I want the afterlife. I only wish I could have saved them too. I've never thought about whether i'm a coward or not, but it still shakes me in moments like this. But...
Tears rolled down Entheo's cheeks, but he still smiled. Sadness, trauma, anger, vitriol. It will come and go. Time and time again, I have faced pain and suffering for both myself and others. These moments of strife I remember just as intensely as moments of my greatest happiness. I think... thats because they are part of that happiness.
Blades materialized in Entheo's hands, coming down in an X arc and threatening to cleave through his limbs. The creature would either have to let go of the guandao or lose the limbs.
"You can't save everyone."
As the fist came closer, the tears came down harder. "Then lets make this their funeral."
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