@CaitsFERRISFerris glanced up to see that Jess had decided to make herself at home in the room, not that he minded. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him.
"I was just thinking of that cute face you were making earlier. I wonder what else I'll get to see from you. Maybe from something like...this!" Chuckling, his fingers had begun tickle the side of her stomach relentlessly even if she was trying to stop him.
@Oblivion666@Caits@Lugubrious @everyone
ENMA"Talk is cheap, Mercury. Don't say that kind of crap, just do it. That goes to all of you as well." The oni smirked as they raced away from the trap though he did feel this heavy, overbearing pressure bearing down on him. Whaever it was, this power wasn't human at all. This power was putridly evil, a power that only a devil would have and considering what Enma and the rest of his group had arrived to, he was almost convinced that it was a demon. Just what the hell was this giant flesh monster? Where did it come from? Why was it even there?
"Damn are you ever ugly." Enma looked up at the monstrosity that they were all supposed to fight, or rather, stall until Sanders arrives with help. In the meantime, they needed to slow this thing down.
"Hold your balance!" He yelled out to his guildmates as a warning. Enma slammed his foot against the ground, his tremor magic sent shockwaves throughout the ground hopefully with enough power to make this creature stumble so that his guildmates can take advantage of that.
@Expolar@LmpkioNOLANMeanwhile with NolanRun away, he wanted to run away as far as he legs could carry him, but his legs wouldn't move. This was pure fear, a fear of dying.
"Afraid? Tch, I should be ashamed of being killed by your magic." A woman's voice rung through Nolan's head, stern yet mocking. Nolan's eyes widened, his head pulsed in pain from an unknown force.
"Who are you...? Get out of my head!" The God Slayer groaned outloud, his hands gripped his head from the sharp throbbing pain. His eyes were closed shut forcibly from the pain.
The disembodied voice chuckled playfully and replied ever so coyly,
"That isn't how you talk to a lady, Nolan." Just by listening to the voice he could tell that this woman was smirking at him.
"You don't know me Nolan, but I've known you for a long time. I've been by your side for years and haven't left you since, but you were never aware of my existence until Virgil gave you his Shaman Magic. He must've seen something great with you in the future." The image of the white haired man, the messenger of the gods that had butchered the monks and obliterated his home and defeated the slayer twice.
"What do you know about that man?""More than you could ever imagine, but it's useless to you if you're going to die here." The voice fell silent for a moment, as if thinking of what to say next.
"It wouldn't do me any good if you died. We have a mutual goal Nolan: the death of the gods, but I can't do it on my own and neither can you.""You're a deity right? Why would you want to kill your own kind?" Nolan wasn't exactly convinced with what this goddess was being honest. One shouldn't trust in disembodied voices that speak in their head.
The goddess chuckled playfully at Nolan's question.
"All in do time my dear Nolan, but now you must make a choice. Live on and kill the gods or die at the hands of that man.""So a deal with the devil, is that what you're insinuating?" He smirked, his eyes glanced down at his sheathed sword.
"A deal with a goddess, but close enough. Become my champion or perish." There was a moment of silence from both beings, broken by the snickering from Nolan just from how ridiculous his situation was.
"I'm gonna hate myself for this, but I've got no other options. I'll become your blade." He had swallowed his pride to accept in order to live, no, in order to see his ambitions finally blossom into reality.
"You chose wisely, my dear sweet Nolan." Fading into existence was a
woman who smiled at Nolan, only the visible to the young man. She laid her hand on his neck, the tips of her fingers pressed against his nape followed by a burning sensation. A black lines twisted and turned on his nape until it had settled in into the seal of the goddess, a lotus flower, as a pact between the man and deity.
"Now fight, my dear champion."The seal flashed with a gold light and a sudden wave of strength washed over him and just kept growing and growing. His veins were pulsing against his skin, almost breaking his skin as his muscles flexed and bulged violently. The pain, there was nothing in his life that hurt as much as this; every part of his very being felt like it was going to explode from this sheer amount of power coursiing through his body. He fell down to his knees, his arms hugging his body as if he was trying to keep himself together. His eyes were squeezed shut tightly and he let out a loud, almost blood curdling scream that was followed by an eruption of ashes mixed with a golden hue.
His eyes shot open, replaced with glowing white orbs that pierced the ashes torrenting from his body.
"So this is it? The legendary power?" Slowly he stood up and with a flick of his hand, the ashes dispersed. Nolan looked down at his hands, gripping them briefly as if to test his muscles. He glanced over his shoulder and saw a golden dharma wheel floating just a few inches away from his back.
"Not exactly. This is an unnatural God Force, it's weaker and puts much more strain on the body, but what's important is you remember the feeling. This is your first step in becoming stronger." The goddess, looked back at Frye encased in his make shift meteor and then back at Nolan with an air of seriousness.
"Your body still hasn't gotten used to this form. You only have five minutes to end this before this destroys you.""That'll be enough." With just one quick dash, Nolan had closed the distance between himself and Frye, piercing through the compressed earth with Frye flying out as well from a punch thrown to he face by Nolan.
