Kazemitsu

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Das a shame

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura took note of the unavailable skills. Mana sense was useless to try and achieve right now, Use Light Equipment could be useful, Steal Stamina was pretty much a requirement to exist when one was going a full Stamina use build. While Stamina Furnace roared to life he took note the orange particles, okay orange was Stamina instead of classic RPG yellow. Good to know.

A Mana Orb hit him for low damage, but it was annoying enough while another fucking javelin hammered into the bowhorn deer skull he had 'equipped'. That fucker was getting on his last nerve, but it was another javelin that Asura now had. The nearby necroslime was stabbed by three of them at one, each pseudopod wielding one of the javelins he had picked up. It was fresh so it shouldn't be full life, and even if it was with a savage pull filled with Strength he tore the javelins out to the sides. Pretty much rupturing the membrane of the slime in three different points.

Moving again, and then stopping from a Poison Spit he growled. They severely lacked ranged allies. More Poison Spit, more Mana Orbs, for fucks sake how many long ranged enemies were there?! He weaved fluidly between the attacks. Although he couldn't avoid the splashed droplets from the splattering poison projectiles. Oh great, and now his Stamina was low! Growling angrily he lunged onto the skewered Zombie Lizard and clung to its body. He did his absolute damnedest to Drain its Stamina. Hell, he even made a second puncture in its side to see if that would help the flow. The only good thing about this situation was that the ghost wisps had no ammunition, a couple shots and they were gone on their own.

A javelin came flying, why was that goblin targeting him so much now? Whatever was his thought as he shifted so he was beneath the Zombie Lizard and let it take the hit while he continued to tug at what he felt was its Stamina. All the while being mindful of that black sludge from its mouth. Trent asked if the rear is clear, probably for a retreat they'd need to do very soon. "It's clear enough to get out, and if that damned sword did more than poke what was over the water the area would be a lot more clear! He hollered back as he tore both javelins from the struggling zombie reptile and jammed them into its spine at the neck. A jerk and he separated the vertebrae and cord from the rest.

While he was remurdering the damn lizard Ardur healed him a bit. More health never hurt, especially since he was about to start depleting his own just to keep attacking and defending.

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A strange sound was filling the small skirmish filled alley. A deep bellowing laughter, the source? Kaze. He was honestly having a blast as he treated the smaller humans like ping pong balls, bouncing them this way and that with his human cudgel. While his attacks were easy to read, it was hard to dodge a makeshift weapon that big without being outside of their own effective attack range. The swordsmen were battered, knocked unconscious by the sheer force of his attacks or dying from a snapped spine or neck. It was a two hundred pound bludgeon, albeit a little squishy.

Well...well tenderized anyway, the man he was flailing about was well and truly dead, barely recognizable as being a human. But he'd give humans something, even the Imperials, they learned on the fly. They learned to get the hell away from the giant reptilian man and start heckling him with spears. Nicks from their poking appeared on him, he obviously made sure they didn't hit anything vital like his eyes, jugular, carotid artery, etc.

The girl, Serafaye, called them jerks and to lay off of him before launching one of their downed men into the cluster. That got another thunderous round of laughter while the soldiers began to panic. "None of you have the might to bring me down, nevermind even tire me out!" He exclaimed with a maniacal grin. Like Sera he launched his human turned meat blob into the ranks before drawing that monstrous sword. Holding the great blade with two hands he affixed his stance as if he were a slugger going up to bat.

The electricity roared over the blade as he swung, he was too far away to actually hit anyone. But the sound of wood snapping and popping rung out. He had destroyed the spears that had pecked at him like tiny birds. His rear foot swept in, keeping perfect balance as he moved, and planted before he swung again. The electricity along his blade arced out as the tip bit into the numerous soldiers in front of him. Heating their armor, electrocuting their bodies, and the blade itself cutting into them before the weapon came to a stop millimeters before it struck the building nearby.

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Pft, tiny lil holes and they're dulling their spears in the process! So thpt :p

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Hehehe, I smash tiny humans :D

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Must protecc the fair jubblies from all badness!

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I was so close to finishing my post XD I had to figure out a spot to put Vani...so reaction to him is a bit half assed >.>

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Kaze sighed when he took note that Serafaye had up and left the alley. It seemed they were going to be doing things this way, brute force. Well that was the deal of being in a group, you had hotheads and dumb dumbs mixed with smart and tactical. Cracking his knuckles he moved into that strange pose Vani and Yinha had seen once with a face full of concentration. While he channeled his inner energies he heard the shouting from out in the main road to the gate.

It sounded like Serafaye was arguing with the footsoldiers out near the gate. Whatever, he needed to work now. A white glow surrounded him while his eyes were closed. A pulse of power rippled along the glow. "Pace of Wind." He stated, the glow taking on a greenish color. Another pulse as the voices drew nearer to the alley entrance. And Vani went out and...started yelling? What? "Flow Acceleration." He spoke out again, the green turned into an orange color now.

When he opened his eyes he saw Locke making a smokescreen and Yinha giving him the universal 'I'm watching you' gesture. Grinning at her cheekily he moved forward, weaving between the group to get to the front. The battlecries of the soliders was his own personal signal. He surged out of the alley entrance surprisingly fast for something his size. Vani and Yinha had the potential to recognize that he had buffed himself during that long rest period of just talking and walking.

He'd have buffed himself further, but that'd have taken a longer time than they had available. The air around his fist seemed to waver as he drew it back before proceeding to slam it into the torso of one of the soldiers. "Smash." He growled out, he didn't need to say it but sometimes pretending to be stupid was fun. The effect on contact was immediate, the soldiers breastplate crumbled like cheap foil while letting out a screech of metal, his ribcage was completely pulverized, and he went flying back into the clustered melee combatants like a bowling ball into bowling pins.

He could have dived into the pile of tangled limbs, yelling, and a corpse. But someone else could play with them. Instead a swatted aside a blind sword-strike before grabbing the mans other arm. Hoisting him up he proceeded to beat the holy hell out of his allies with his armored body, each swing knocked a man away or flattened him to the ground as an armored squishy ally was bashed into them like a strange cudgel. What fun!

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It'd be hard throwing the sword considering its bent at the tip to hold that bad boy in there goodly

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Block the baddies with yer shield! Bap em in the face with it...lightning their bums