WOTW (R1) - Càel vs Seit

[Guru]

Jynx didn't have a lot of time to think, but his chaotic nature worked well in these situations, as it seemed almost passive for him to perform moves on a moment's notice. Using the last of Càel's energy, he shifted into Earth stance. /This is gonna hurt/ Suddenly, the ground seemed to explode, as a massive pillar of Earth shot upwards in front of the giant door, causing Jynx to slam into the pillar, sending rocks, the wind, and the Horror flying into the giant gate, and sending Jynx into the ground.

He pulled himself up, Càel's body scratched and bruised and all together messed up. Drawing on his mind, a small dark pillar similar to the others rose from the ground next to Jynx. He placed his left hand on it. As he did so, the details of Càel seemed to fade, being replaced by the true nature of Jynx. His skin was a dusk grey, nearly black. Golden bands wrapped around his arms, and neck, as well as similar earring in his ears, looking nearly as if some kind of Egyptian style. Càel and Jynx had fully switched places, sending him into Jynx's mind.

He stared briefly up at the remaining pillar and the door beyond that, before hearing the explosion of electrical energy behind him. His elemental was done for. Though Jynx didn't really care. It had served it's purpose as a sort of distraction. Jynx turned toward the Devourer, letting a small blob rope like substance fall into his hands. Jynx couldn't help but smile, but it was different.

His whole nature had seemed to change. He was calm and natural. His movements seemed to flow together in constant motion as his body seemed at peace with itself. The nature of a Forsworn spirit was an odd transition. Most spirits would bound to their forsworn go an weird transformation causing them to change dramatically, often being either extremely chaotic or lawful in nature. Even though the bind still connected them, in such a passive state that Càel was in momentarily, Jynx felt oddly free. He suddenly remembered the Giant in the village. "You and your unrighteous ways shall end tonight! May the Forsworn live on!" The giant must have been a spirit. He wondered why he hadn't figured that out earlier. The strange change of pace seemed to clear his mind and he had an understanding of things. The boy must be a Guardian. He was the only other Forsworn there other than that commander. His panic must have released it.

Jynx chuckled as the blob of a rope seemed to stiffen in his hand as he slowly raised it, forming a bow. He knew he had liked that kid for some reason, other than the connection he had through Càel who obviously cared for the boy a great deal. He knew now how he could repay Càel for manipulating him through this battle and nearly killing him.

In one of Jynx's hands, the Pi'Chu he had preciously formed without using was forming into an arrow, though it was much different than before. It's substance represented true void. It was pure and untarnished by the living. Jynx could now take on his true nature as the assassin he once was. The only downside was that he could not manipulate the elements any more. That was Cael's thing, as many Guardians trained in a very different way with the Pi'Chu. It didn't matter though. Jynx now had all he needed. The nature of his attacks held precision and devastation, rather than large and destructive. He owed Càel. He needed to win this fight.

The arrow flashed forward and suddenly split into a volley of devastating arrows, aiming to take the Devourer down. The pure Pi'Chu would cut into the beast, not only draining energy, but dig along it's intended course, separating every part of the beast along it's path. The Devouer was surely done for, and more Pi'Chu sunk into his hands.

/I'll offer you a chance now to surrender my brother in arms. I have a couple companions I must attend to and haste in doing so would be great. However, at any cost, I must win this battle for them. I hope you understand. The time for games is over./ The bow seemed to vanish as a pair of black scimitars replaced it. /Fight me like a true warrior, or walk away. I hold no honor for the general that sends his army to the death instead of fighting himself. Your performance thus far has been disheartening. What will the audience think?/ He said remembering the crowd in the Lobby.

[Sikako J]

In a twist on events the altered Cael had summoned forth a pillar of pure stone, earth manipulation at is finest. It rose high enough to block his path into the summoned gateway into the Necromantic plane saving him for the time being from a horrible fate.

He struck the stone with such a speed of impact one would have thought that the bones of his being would have been crushed, the stone above the impact area breaking free and falling into the grasp of a few horrid claws from the gate. The zombie Horror was also seen flying by, grabbed and ripped to pieces as gluttonous mouths tore it apart to feed their insatiable appetites. Howls of displeasure emanated form the opened gateway as no true 'outsider' had been taken into its ranks, the ghouls and eternally damned demanding others join their ranks.

Apparently the man escaped unscathed from his impact at incredible speeds as he initiated an attack at his faithful Devourer. Seit was unable to see through the solid stone pillar, however the Devourer was able to mentally communicate through a guttural and basic descriptions. The energy or lack their of the warrior known as Cael had changed yet again, unsurprising from one that emitted such a chaotic pulse. No longer did it pulse with a simple negative vibration, it now took on a much darker coloring to the Devourer, one that spoke of the very void mechanics that kept he and his brother separate from the mortal plane.

In this universe no energy seemed capable of slowing nor filling this form of the void that had been crafted into an arrow of supreme design. As it flew toward the his faithful pet, Seit ordered the Devourer to avoid it at all costs.

Taking queue from his master, the Devourer shook violently once more letting an extremely corrosive and acidic bile burst free from his stomachs that were shielded by thick bone. Unleashing a massive pool, the sand around it began to hiss and it was slowly being dissolved into a mere mash of its former packed self. The Bile biting at the rubber skin of its front legs, the Devourer knew it would take too long to escape the attack waiting for the sand to fall through. Switching approaches, its two side maws took in air at an alarming rate as its lungs expanded to their maximum ability.

The arrow now forming into a deadly volley was near upon it as it unleashed the massive burst of air downward into the weakened sand. The first four feet of backed sand burst away from the bile soaking it received, but the next eight too much longer than expected as sand field the area around.

One of the arrows strike true as it pierces itself deep into the left maw of the Devourer. Energy is quickly drained as the maw only hisses in protest. Quickly moving the Devourer has a basic understanding form its master the void like qualities of the arrow cannot be tampered with, nor over loaded it instead unleashes a massive amount of bile onto its brothers maw. The sacrifice seems to have paid off as the Acidic mixture sufficiently melts away the maw as it falls to the ground with this now skinless front legs.

Arrows of the void rain down on their projected targets location to find only hard packed sand and remnants of the bile mixture above. Seeing no more black colored attacks coming its way, the Devourer begins to chop through the sand as quickly as the two maws are able, eating up to within a foot of the surface, nearly nine feet away from the massive hole it created.

The sand cloud the Devourer had created in its escape still up, the one known as Cael calls out, demanding a surrender of the Necromancer, his voice barely carrying over the vicious howls and the gnashing of teeth coming from the opened gateway. Seit now stands visible hunched from his exertion of mana, seemingly unlike his foe he had his limits. His opponent seemed to be concerned with the matter of the crowd, Seit cared little for their enjoyment as he was not a simple entertainer. He needed to conserve as much mana as possible to perform is next attack, sadly it may end up in his destruction if it was not carefully done.

Putting his back to the door way, he knelt two feet away from the protective outer coating that kept his minions at bay. He used his magic to amplify his voice over the shrieks of the crazed undead inside the gateway, "A surrender you say? It seems your body has no limits, nor your power of the -void-. Tell me warrior why do you wish to leave me alive, would not your viewers wish the monkey complete its task?"
With his last statement two actions occurred simultaneously, the first was Seit converting all of his remaining power into the Tome as it greedily suck up the mana in a black cloud that surrounded him leaving him shrouded once more.

The second was the will of those trapped in the gate way. The longer it remained open, the weaker the pull of plane effected them, man claws and tendrils now moved out at great speeds seeking to wrap themselves around the one creature that gave off a different pulse then the others around it. If successful they would seek to ensnare him again the stone pillar dragging both him and the stone into the gateway. Gluttonous mouths full of teeth with no eyes moved to the left and right of the ensnaring limbs, seeking to tear apart anything that left the protective cover of the stone pillar.
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Current mana: 0
Mana Usage: Spell Usage 305
Projected Recovery (Form Seit 10%): 0
Projected Mana Pool Next round: 0

[Guru]

Jynx sighed in his failure of Diplomacy. He was never that great at it anyways. Like most Spirits, he was given a second life for one thing and one thing only, to fight. Now he simply needed to focus and end this before it got more out of control than it already was. He let the Pi'Chu that was in his hands drop down the dark blades his his scimitars before the Pi'Chu seemed to shatter and scatter spiraling from his spot and outwards. Through it, he could feel the area about him and he took to entering his mind.

Jynx closed his eyes instantly feeling the present of Seit. He stepped forward and was gone. The Black spirals throughout the battlefield sparked with power, cracking and oozing with Pi'Chu like substance. Though Jynx couldn't be found, his presence could be felt all around. /I offered you kindness, and yet you mock me./ The wind seems to beat down on the mist. /At least Càel would have been happy./ His voice seemed to chuckle at the thought.

Suddenly, a large black spiral burst from the earth under Seit, threatening to crushing him under the weight of gravity as it flew upward to nearly 50ft in height. As it did so, a sword followed by an arm seemed to break free from the spiral, followed by Jynx, covered in the Pi'Chu like substance. He aimed once again to dismember Seit's head. The attack didn't seem to stop there, as small blades of Pi'Chu burst from the Spiral, forming around Jynx, and then aiming to take his opponent apart piece by piece. /Welcome to my mind!/

[Sikako J]

Seit was lost in his Tome, the dark dragonhide bound artifact of the old world was speaking to him again. Whenever Seit found a question with too many answers or none at all he commenced the practice he had just done. Pouring what would equate to three humans worth of energy, he would awaken the Tome. He would then use its power to rectify any problems he would encounter.

But this was different. The Tome spoke in its writer's voice, an occurrence that had happened only twice in his near eight hundred year study. He felt himself being dragged into his own mind, deep into a black mist that represented his mana. Past the bitter cold of his past life, and into the black flames that now lit his unholy desires.
Once agian it spoke to him.

'Necromancer.. you give freely your power into me, but I taste anger, reluctance, and fear..' the voice seemed to boom in an thunderous manner, nearly causing Seit's skull to rattle from its frame. 'Emotion gives power, peace is a lie. However do not summon my likeness for petty trifles as this one that is now presented.' What sounded like metal grinding on metal ensued as Seit saw 'through' his own eyes from inside his mind.

The World he had been accustomed to seeing faded. Colors were drained away into shades of grey so depressing that he felt himself shutter. The Necromantic Plane door shown a pulsing black darker in nature than what seemed natural. The Devourer blipped a dark grey, buried in sand of about a foot. The one known a Cael however pulsed in grays and shades of white in an unusual manner.

Seit heard a resonating laughter in his mind, clashing over his thoughts once more. Although it was meant to be little more than a whisper, the words rushed over him as a flood would, 'Forsworn.. Necromancer, you have a talent for putting me in harm's way. Very well you will be added. Not because your insignificant form matters at all to me, but to further my own goals. Release your mental binds, allow me access..'

Seit was faintly aware that his opponent had just 'vanished' from is location as the fury from the creatures of the gateway crushed what was remaining of the stone pillar. Roars of discontent poured from the gateway as the gnashing teeth bite at stone, crushing it to mere dust as they ate their fill. With a mental command, the fortress that Seit had constructed over seven hundred years of mental protection opened its gates.

As soon as Seit had let down his mental barrier the tome did it's work, pumping into his form stored magic and a new chilling feeling. Power flows through mana channels, then bursts into the supply streams from the Tome. Raising upward it slams to Seit's chest binding in a viscous darkness, radiating bitter cold followed by intense heat. He then experiences a sense of vertigo, feeling as if he were falling down a bottomless pit all the while strong wind attempting to push him skyward once more. He falls seeing through his own eyes but feeling disconnected from his body as the tome speaks from his form. It is a deep, reverberating voice that shakes his body to the very core.

'Foolish Forsworn, you have leapt to your own demise. While I commend your willingness to sacrifice your host, your actions had interfered with my plans.. Now be gone!'

Seit slightly confused and still spinning from the transference of control looks out to see the black mist thinning, he is pleased with that what he sees.
The mist cloud gave way as the Forsworn warrior made in valiant attack. Moving in a manner that none would have suspected, he arose from the sand, into the black mist striking hardily at what should be his target's neck. A roar of pain is released as the blade finds flesh, however the blade moves no more seemly stuck in the target. The mist draws back to show the true target that has been struck, the zombie Devourer.

Seit's eye looked out at the front of the Gateway, his shoulders covered by sand. Kunark had been able to draw upon the same energy that the Necromancer had used earlier to transmute their now shared body with the Devourer. As the beast gave off the same energy pulse as the mana from his master, the signature inside the blinding mist cloud would have appeared exactly the same. It seemed the cloud the Tome had created at its awakening was merely a smokescreen to allow the transmutation and alteration to take place.

The Devourer spoke out Kunark's words though means of alteration magic, simple ventriloquism. With his message sent, and the blade lodged deep into the thick bone of the Devourer he roared into its attack. Its main maw moved in quick action to bite down deeply onto the target that had sent its blade into it. The right maw spit up the same acidic bile that had melted its brothers head off at the target in a wide spray threatening to even bath its brother in the attack.

Kunark not wasting time, drew on his internal energy (life energy), the mana that flowed in his conduit's body (mana), and gathered water in twenty baseball sized spheres from the crater not ten feet away. Holding out Seit's hand, a flicker of colors caused purple and green spheres to form near their twins.

Sixty orbs in all began to dance about as their swirling motions quickly brought them together back into their original twenty in number, but they were far from the same. A mixture of three colliding energies allowed him to transmute them into a chaotic energy that held criss crossing patterns of elemental, kinetic, planer, and life magic inside of them. Humming and glinting a kaleidoscope of color in a dizzying manner, he set ten towards the frame of the gateway.

Five struck true causing a horrible squeal one would think of an ancient door being opened for the first time in eons. With a pull of Seit's arm the Gateway shivered, bolting overtop itself on a fixed bottom hinge. Kunark had set the top 'pin' free allowing the gateway to 'swing' downward, transporting sand and all to the Necromantic plane as it sought to swallow the Forsworn warrior.
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Current Mana Count:700
Mana Burned:100 Summoning, 100 Creation of Chaos Magic, 100 Kuanrak Form
Mana Projections: (Kunark Form -100) 600
Kunark Base Pool: 1000

[Guru]

Jynx winked at the Devourer standing just inches from his face, as the Pi'Chu covering his body and weapons would work their way through the beast slicing the beast into two before it could pull off it's counter attack. Jynx felt an angst built up inside him. His opponent had either expected that to happen or was heavily underestimating him now that he had such pure Pi'Chu, which would break through even the thickest bones and armor, tearing it to shreds, particle by particle. Jynx felt the power of his past life. He was an assassin, and this opponent would go down before he knew it.

Jynx screamed in triumph watching the gate begin to fall over. He had no clue. No clue what made a Forsworn exactly that. They swore to protect their people for eternity. Each and every one of them past and future were connected with a power beyond any Jynx himself could even muster. It was simple, and yet so many opponents overlooked it. It would seem this opponent would do the same. /My brethern! Past, present, and future! I am connected to you! We are one!/

A bright light formed around the black Pi'Chu covered warrior, pulsing with an energy that didn't belong to him alone, because he was not alone. The true power of the forsworn was showing. The Oath. The thing that binded them all together. The gate finally came down suddenly stopping before Jynx. Càel was not here... and because of that, it could not take him. Around him, ghostly formations appeared as thousands of Forsworn past, present, and future had gathered at that moment to defeat the very thing that threatened to break their link from the one known as Jynx.

The light soon became blinding, shining for miles as the spirits lifted their hands in unison toward the gate. /Be gone!/ From that moment, the gate would shatter leaving this world. The spirits slowly vanished as Jynx glared beyond where the door once stood.

Pi'Chu spiraled from his hands down the dark blades of his swords suddenly bursting scattering forming a dark shroud around him. /You may break my bones, send an army of undead after me, leave me powerless and in agony, or even leave me dead. The one thing you can't do is separate me from my people... from Càel. You of all people should understand the power of unity./ The shroud of millions of tiny orbs of Pi'Chu began to pulse as Jynx powered it full of his anger. /I didn't take Càel out of this fight for my own arrogance. I've seen the Way of the Warrior tournament before, and I couldn't take the chance of letting him be killed in this first round before I got a chance to see the rest of the competitors. Unlike you creature, I care about my host. I'll deny it if someone says something to him, but I do./

The Veil began spiraling wildly. /I will never allow someone the likes of you have the honor of beating me. I've seen your kind before, and you aren't the worse I've faced./ Jynx's eyes began glowing a dark red visible though the black Pi'Chu covering his entire body and the Veil of Pi'Chu surrounding him. /I've killed men who were nothing more than beast when they died. I've come face to face with the Lord of Dragons, Master of Creations, Beast of Insanity, and I did not fear them even as my breath ceased I and became what I am now./ The pair of red eyes seemed to split till there were two pairs, then four, then eight, till the Veil seemed to have hundreds of glowing red eyes. /And neither will I fear you. Instead, I shall defeat you. I gave you your chance to leave, but like many others, you have underestimated me and will pay the price for that./

The Veil tore the body of the devourer and even the acid within it to shreds. /Come to your death!/ Jynx screamed.

[Sikako J]

Seit watched through the enhanced vision Kunark's spirit provided. The World was bright with color as every detail seemed more significant. Heat also appeared to a slight degree, a blue to orange range it appeared. But the most significant alteration from his own vision was the ability to see the interconnecting webs of void energy that had been forming throughout the battle. Like a spider baiting its prey, Cael had been placing threads all about the area. He watched through his own eyes as the chaos magic was created.

'It is not Cael the Forsworn we face now, but rather his spirit companion..host student.' Kunark's tone was cruel, but full of power. Seit coveted that power, to succeed in his goals. Swallowing his pride he simply give a mental confirmation to this new knowledge. While he had no issue tasting the power and tapping the knowledge his 'mentor' the possession of his body was another matter.

The chaos magic had been completed multiple orbs shimmering, their forms ever shifting. Fire, frost, electrical crossed over force, destructive and negative energy flowing against yet another layer of spirit and life energy. Each layer pulsed with multiple strengths constantly altering. Seit could not keep up with what layer would strike first, surely the orb being hurled at speed would only complicate the guess he imagined.

The additional five orbs of chaos magic had moved above the shifting gateway, as it was pulled violently downward in an arcing motion into the beach pulling it all into the gateway. Water from the tide rushed in quickly to fill the void as the gate continued. Two of the orbs fire downward their intent to detonate just above the target.

The Forsworn lifted up his arms in a dazzling display of power. His newly acquired vision saw that energy had been literally poured into him like a raging water fall. The gate way was stopped below him as the sand began to fade slowly into the Necromantic plane. The Veil tore out at the sand and gateway below with such force it flicker in and out. It began to close as its connection with the mortal plane waned. But would it close before all the sand had been swallowed up?

The Devourer had served its purpose, faithfully absorbing the blow from the scimitar that would have surely cleaved him into. Seit saw as the void energy encompassed the Forsworn completely like a coat of unholy armor. Not only that, but a wave like dispersion was threatening to destroy everything within range to the very molecule. He watched in strange fascination as bits of the Devourer where literally torn apart. Seit communicated with his master, what followed was a sickening laugh inside his own head that felt as if he were caught in a whirlpool.

With a simple mental command, the Devourer initiated it's last attack. While it could not escape the Veil of destruction, but it wasn't meant to. The whole reason it had been placed in Seit's stead was to attack with this ability. The Devourer began to shake more violently than before, its maws torn asunder it finally unleashed its final blast.

The sand it had consumed minutes earlier had been inside its stomach, not expelled with the bile attacks. As it held the sand inside it began to compact it with the dense bone plated that protected its insides. The heat of the bile and the extreme pressure placed upon it had hardened the packed sand into extremely dense and extremely hard stones. It's had been storing the unholy mana that gave it life their and with the command activated, it caused an internal explosion.

The result was a fragmentation effect of kinetic pressure waves as well as the hardened stones. Had its body been intact the effect would have been lessened. But with nearly half its body gone, the effect should be devastating. The pressure waves from the explosion of mana may have been halted, but at a point blank range the velocity of the gem hardened stone should break through armor with ease.

As the explosion next the target had been detonated, the two orbs of chaos magic also exploded intending to cut off a skyward escape, as well as to disrupt the thread of the energy that had been previously laid down.
A wave of intense cold that spiked into subzero temperatures waylaid against the Veil seeking to attack into the target. The secondary orb erupted in a massive concussion of force energy succeeding in sending bits of frozen water at untraceable speeds in an arcing manner both upward and downward as the sphere released its energy.

Sensing trouble may occur, Kunark willed the remaining spheres above the massive ditch that was filling with water from the gate's pathway. In a massive explosion of life energy jutting thirty feet both from thier centers, the outside orbs created a barrier of life energy that may distrupt the void threads the Forsworn had previuosly laid down. The center orb managed to implode on itself, creating a temporay mass effect core. Sand began to gather around it aslarger object were also pulle into it's crushing gravity. Making a 'wall' if you will 90 feet wide, he hopd this would distrupt the Forsowrn's ability to tele-travel.

The ten other orbs began to spin around Kunark as his formulated a plan. The Forsworn had been an interesting opponent, but now that the Godslayer had been unleashed, there was no stopping the destruction.