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A change has occurred in the Labyrinth. All adventurers are recommended to take it into consideration for future action.
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Not long after Vincent had managed to collect some of the Acid Slimes' remains with the flask he had received from Thoth, a single vibration pulsed through the Labyrinth. Both Vincent on the third floor and Senna on the first would feel this, a flowing thrum that rose up from below and passed upwards. Far distinct from an earthquake, it seemed cogent, purposeful, but it didn't have enough force to even make their footing unsteady.
Strange.
When Alexander and the unconscious Cran arrived in Thoth's alchemical lab, the former would have been met with the sight of Thoth standing in front of a cauldron, a small metallic sphere clutched tightly in her right hand, which laid suspended over the cauldron. Upon hearing the door open, she let out a sharp yelp, dropping the sphere into the cauldron on impulse as she leapt backwards. After realizing what she had done, Thoth pouted irritatedly as she peered into the cauldron. "...mou, I hope the Alkahest balance was enough." She murmured to herself, rounding about to face the two arrivals.
"O-Oh, you're back. I-Is this about the potions? I'm sorry, I haven't gotten a chance to work on them yet, but they'll be ready by tomorrow, I promi-wah! Wh-Why is that person not moving?! I-Is he okay?!"
The Magic God looked forwards at the intruder to her office, one who had arrived mere moments earlier, appearing from nothing.
"...you don't usually come here. Shouldn't you be bothering Ares?"
"Ara~? Do you want me gone that bad? Someone seems to be in a bad mood. Come on, lighten up a bit, what's the matter~?"
"Please just tell me why you have come here."
Loki sighed exasperatedly, making an exaggerated shrug as she shook her head. "You noticed, didn't you? The distortion, it's already managed to initiate the distortion and exit dormancy. It's accumulating Authority way, way faster than we expected. And the monsters, they're weaker than they were last time, which means it's trying to gather and conserve as much Authority as possible."
"...yes, I noticed, and came to the same conclusion. The only question is why. Something of that nature should not be necessary. I doubt the others think there's anything amiss, but...I have some notion that there's something we don't know in this equation." Heka murmured tersely, knuckles gripping the edge of her desk.
"We might be blowing it out of proportion, but...keep an eye on what happens, will you? Generating the distortion that quickly, Elan's magic foundations still existing, none of this sits right with me." Loki murmured, her expression tensing up while her jaw clenched slightly.
"I was planning on it. You watch for any compound distortions; when it comes to feeling those, you outclass me by far."
"...praise from you, huh? It's not that impressive. All I can do is a half-assed version of what Apep had. Maybe if I'd worked a bit harder on condensing my divine rights before, then he'd still be-"
"-Loki. It's not like you to act like this. What's going on?"
"...nothing. I'm fine. I'm always fine."
"Loki-"
And so the intruder left.
Strange.
When Alexander and the unconscious Cran arrived in Thoth's alchemical lab, the former would have been met with the sight of Thoth standing in front of a cauldron, a small metallic sphere clutched tightly in her right hand, which laid suspended over the cauldron. Upon hearing the door open, she let out a sharp yelp, dropping the sphere into the cauldron on impulse as she leapt backwards. After realizing what she had done, Thoth pouted irritatedly as she peered into the cauldron. "...mou, I hope the Alkahest balance was enough." She murmured to herself, rounding about to face the two arrivals.
"O-Oh, you're back. I-Is this about the potions? I'm sorry, I haven't gotten a chance to work on them yet, but they'll be ready by tomorrow, I promi-wah! Wh-Why is that person not moving?! I-Is he okay?!"
Heka, Loki
Office of the Esteemed Headmistress Heka, Academy for the Advanced Manipulation of the World
Office of the Esteemed Headmistress Heka, Academy for the Advanced Manipulation of the World
The Magic God looked forwards at the intruder to her office, one who had arrived mere moments earlier, appearing from nothing.
"...you don't usually come here. Shouldn't you be bothering Ares?"
"Ara~? Do you want me gone that bad? Someone seems to be in a bad mood. Come on, lighten up a bit, what's the matter~?"
"Please just tell me why you have come here."
Loki sighed exasperatedly, making an exaggerated shrug as she shook her head. "You noticed, didn't you? The distortion, it's already managed to initiate the distortion and exit dormancy. It's accumulating Authority way, way faster than we expected. And the monsters, they're weaker than they were last time, which means it's trying to gather and conserve as much Authority as possible."
"...yes, I noticed, and came to the same conclusion. The only question is why. Something of that nature should not be necessary. I doubt the others think there's anything amiss, but...I have some notion that there's something we don't know in this equation." Heka murmured tersely, knuckles gripping the edge of her desk.
"We might be blowing it out of proportion, but...keep an eye on what happens, will you? Generating the distortion that quickly, Elan's magic foundations still existing, none of this sits right with me." Loki murmured, her expression tensing up while her jaw clenched slightly.
"I was planning on it. You watch for any compound distortions; when it comes to feeling those, you outclass me by far."
"...praise from you, huh? It's not that impressive. All I can do is a half-assed version of what Apep had. Maybe if I'd worked a bit harder on condensing my divine rights before, then he'd still be-"
"-Loki. It's not like you to act like this. What's going on?"
"...nothing. I'm fine. I'm always fine."
"Loki-"
And so the intruder left.
Ares watched the interaction that couldn't even be called a fight with an irritated, impassive gaze. At Alexander's protest, the God merely shook her head, heaving out a disdainful sigh. "I'm aware of that." She replied blandly. "To be completely honest, I just wanted you to rough him up a bit. I mean, if you killed him that wouldn't have mattered much, but I wasn't expecting you to anyway." She explained, shrugging slightly as if her words were completely reasonable. "You're lucky, though. If he didn't show up to distract me from how pissed I was, and still am, at you, then you'd still be desperately trying to spar with me."
"Well, whatever. You've made it to the first Floor Guardian, so honestly I don't have any reason to keep the blessing from you. I'm satisfied for now." The War God said with a feigned yawn, a pale red light coalescing around her body, flowing like water towards Alexander's body. "That said, wasting the medallion like that was strike one. You're getting a freebie on this, but don't get any more strikes, or I'll have to start assigning you quests to make up for it."
At the words of the unblessed human though, Ares did a double-take as she looked at him. "...you're...you're serious?" She blurted out. "How in the Major World's name do you make it to this city without even...alright, no, I'm not dealing with this shit now. Out of my Coliseum. Go. Scram."
"Well, whatever. You've made it to the first Floor Guardian, so honestly I don't have any reason to keep the blessing from you. I'm satisfied for now." The War God said with a feigned yawn, a pale red light coalescing around her body, flowing like water towards Alexander's body. "That said, wasting the medallion like that was strike one. You're getting a freebie on this, but don't get any more strikes, or I'll have to start assigning you quests to make up for it."
At the words of the unblessed human though, Ares did a double-take as she looked at him. "...you're...you're serious?" She blurted out. "How in the Major World's name do you make it to this city without even...alright, no, I'm not dealing with this shit now. Out of my Coliseum. Go. Scram."
@Zombehs
PvP combat is perfectly acceptable, as are consequences that come about as a result. The only stance I'll take on PvP is occasionally intervening when needed to provide a third-party objective view, such as if X's sword swing was dodged or if X wound is fatal.
That said, Ares might not be looking for Alexander to just curbstomp a random human with his obvious advantages. I won't say more than that.
PvP combat is perfectly acceptable, as are consequences that come about as a result. The only stance I'll take on PvP is occasionally intervening when needed to provide a third-party objective view, such as if X's sword swing was dodged or if X wound is fatal.
That said, Ares might not be looking for Alexander to just curbstomp a random human with his obvious advantages. I won't say more than that.
"Better, but not good enough." Saying these words blandly as Alexander adjusted his grip, Ares dropped her posture down, extending a single leg outwards as if a spearman dropping into a stance. For a swordsman, a spearman's stance of extending a leading leg far out from the body was idiotic at best; any combatant who saw her actions would likely pronounce them as inept.
When Alexander launched his attack though, this notion was swatted aside. The weapon Ares held was, without question, a sword. At the moment when Alexander's blade moved to strike Ares, though, her weapon moved as if it was a spear. Rather than a line, it became a point, wielded with a single hand like a short spear wielded with two. In a fluid motion that seemed to go against physics, her sword lashed out to block the attack with the side of her blade, the weapons hissing as they contacted each other-
-Only for Ares to abruptly pull back, stopping the motion of her sword as she leapt backwards, away from Alexander.
The reason for this sudden change was simple.
Someone had interrupted her.
Ares wordlessly turned to face the new arrival. It was enough that she wasn't in a good mood beforehand, but the words of the human before her had caused that anger to flare up anew.
[Divine Right accessed, 3.]
[Divine Right: Lord of Battle's Tyrannical Air]
If the presence of Ares had been oppressive before, in a single instant it became palpable. To the individual she was now looking at, there would be an overwhelming, all-consuming feeling of insignificance, of weakness. The feeling of looking at a natural disaster given form. The realization that one was a speck in the cosmic hand of the Bodhisattva. The very ability to articulate words would be lost, replaced by panic and fear beyond description. Even Alexander and the other observers, not suffering the brunt of Ares's presence, would have their minds filled with this overbearing dread, their reason stolen away by primal terror.
And just as quickly as it had come, that aura of malice faded. Taking a moment for the humans to recover their rationality, Ares spoke up icily.
"...Alright Alexander, it's your lucky day. We're changing the lesson plan. Fight this guy. If you win, you'll get my second-order blessing. New guy, no running away. You're in my domain, and I don't treat cowards kindly."
When Alexander launched his attack though, this notion was swatted aside. The weapon Ares held was, without question, a sword. At the moment when Alexander's blade moved to strike Ares, though, her weapon moved as if it was a spear. Rather than a line, it became a point, wielded with a single hand like a short spear wielded with two. In a fluid motion that seemed to go against physics, her sword lashed out to block the attack with the side of her blade, the weapons hissing as they contacted each other-
-Only for Ares to abruptly pull back, stopping the motion of her sword as she leapt backwards, away from Alexander.
The reason for this sudden change was simple.
Someone had interrupted her.
Ares wordlessly turned to face the new arrival. It was enough that she wasn't in a good mood beforehand, but the words of the human before her had caused that anger to flare up anew.
[Divine Right accessed, 3.]
[Divine Right: Lord of Battle's Tyrannical Air]
If the presence of Ares had been oppressive before, in a single instant it became palpable. To the individual she was now looking at, there would be an overwhelming, all-consuming feeling of insignificance, of weakness. The feeling of looking at a natural disaster given form. The realization that one was a speck in the cosmic hand of the Bodhisattva. The very ability to articulate words would be lost, replaced by panic and fear beyond description. Even Alexander and the other observers, not suffering the brunt of Ares's presence, would have their minds filled with this overbearing dread, their reason stolen away by primal terror.
[Divine Right disabled, 3.]
And just as quickly as it had come, that aura of malice faded. Taking a moment for the humans to recover their rationality, Ares spoke up icily.
"...Alright Alexander, it's your lucky day. We're changing the lesson plan. Fight this guy. If you win, you'll get my second-order blessing. New guy, no running away. You're in my domain, and I don't treat cowards kindly."
Ares looked forward impassively as Alexander began his attack. As the human's sword cut through the cloud of dust at her, she reacted without any apparent effort on her part. The arm holding her sword swung around in a tight arc, glancing Alexander's blow off to the side. While Ares was obviously holding herself back, there was a strange sort of vibration that passed through Alexander's sword at the moment of contact. It was neither enough to distract him nor harm him, but was simply enough for the adventurer to note that something about her parry seemed "strange".
"Too many wasted movements. You won't be able to get close if you're swinging haphazardly." Ares quipped coldly. "Concentrate. See the path you need your sword to take, and move it directly along that path. Keep your stance stable, but leveraged enough that you can attack. There are going to be monsters in that place faster or stronger than you will ever be; if you don't hone your combat down to an art, you'll either rely on the coward's tactics of Cernunnos and Loki, or die. And I won't let you do the former."
When Cran entered the Coliseum, he would see few people in the immediate vicinity. Those who were around seemed to be busy walking to other locations. Were he able to continue his search though, he would come across the open floor of the Coliseum center as well as the surrounding seats. In the seats, there seemed to be a fair amount of people eating food and chatting amongst one another.
In the center, though, there seemed to be two people holding swords, a man and a woman, with the latter scowling at the former.
"Too many wasted movements. You won't be able to get close if you're swinging haphazardly." Ares quipped coldly. "Concentrate. See the path you need your sword to take, and move it directly along that path. Keep your stance stable, but leveraged enough that you can attack. There are going to be monsters in that place faster or stronger than you will ever be; if you don't hone your combat down to an art, you'll either rely on the coward's tactics of Cernunnos and Loki, or die. And I won't let you do the former."
When Cran entered the Coliseum, he would see few people in the immediate vicinity. Those who were around seemed to be busy walking to other locations. Were he able to continue his search though, he would come across the open floor of the Coliseum center as well as the surrounding seats. In the seats, there seemed to be a fair amount of people eating food and chatting amongst one another.
In the center, though, there seemed to be two people holding swords, a man and a woman, with the latter scowling at the former.
@supertinyking You could also just head off to the Labyrinth, since Ares's free gifts have probably run out by this time in the day.
Hello~. Was considering applying a character within an Rp.
Feel free.
@ADamnFiddle@Snarfulblast
...oh. It was him again.
The weird kid.
What did he say? Spirits? Well, Momiji at least knew of a lower-level Creator who could summon spirits, but...well...her spirits were deceased magi. This kid's spirits were animals.
Oh, he had a raven spirit. So that bird was probably his. So he'd been the one spying on them.
"They also say that three's a crowd, so I'll pass. Come on, Hyoudou-san, let's get to that village."
Saying these words coldly, Momiji turned to walk past the weird kid without another word, gesturing for Issei to walk with her.
Ouch.
...oh. It was him again.
The weird kid.
What did he say? Spirits? Well, Momiji at least knew of a lower-level Creator who could summon spirits, but...well...her spirits were deceased magi. This kid's spirits were animals.
Oh, he had a raven spirit. So that bird was probably his. So he'd been the one spying on them.
"They also say that three's a crowd, so I'll pass. Come on, Hyoudou-san, let's get to that village."
Saying these words coldly, Momiji turned to walk past the weird kid without another word, gesturing for Issei to walk with her.
Ouch.
Ares continued to lead Alexander, the human and God entering the Coliseum. Walking rather briskly, Ares took a hand-and-a-half sword from the barracks in passing, tossing it behind her back at Alexander without a glance as she continued walking. Eventually, the War God came to a halt, standing in the center of the Coliseum. A handful of Guild members were up in the seats, evidently enjoying their food and the weather, but seemed confused at the entrance of Ares and some guy to the arena.
After finally coming to a stop, Ares turned around to face Alexander-
[Divine Rights accessed, 2/4/5.]
[Divine Right: Lord of Battle's Dominion Area]
[Divine Right: Lord of Battle's Omnipotent Strike]
[Divine Right: Lord of Battle's Consuming Maw]
-And space seemed to bend around her.
Without warning, Ares's "presence" became tyrannical, an oppressing air that bore down on Alexander. Even those seated in the seats, eating obliviously, were jolted to a halt as the crushing feeling of power radiated off of Ares. In the God's right hand appeared a one-handed longsword, undecorated and unrefined.
"Try to hit me."
After finally coming to a stop, Ares turned around to face Alexander-
[Divine Rights accessed, 2/4/5.]
[Divine Right: Lord of Battle's Dominion Area]
[Divine Right: Lord of Battle's Omnipotent Strike]
[Divine Right: Lord of Battle's Consuming Maw]
-And space seemed to bend around her.
Without warning, Ares's "presence" became tyrannical, an oppressing air that bore down on Alexander. Even those seated in the seats, eating obliviously, were jolted to a halt as the crushing feeling of power radiated off of Ares. In the God's right hand appeared a one-handed longsword, undecorated and unrefined.
"Try to hit me."
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