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I'm not getting notified when someone mentions me. I probably have it turned off in some setting somewhere. I'll try to find it when it's not 4am. Until then, sorry for any slow responses.

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The Beast tracked Shen as he fell, lowering his stance for a charge. However, by the time he caught the flash of a man and a pistol in view of his eye, it was too late. The projectile pierced the red orb that rested in the socket and a thick, black substance spewed out of it, spraying into the air from the back pressure. Diabolus flung his head to the right in recoil, letting out a loud groan as he dropped onto his left knee. Slamming his right fist into the ground to support himself, he reached up with his left hand to swipe at the area Ahven stood before the Beast was shot.
Wrenching his head from side to side, Diabolus tore the steel loose from his horns. Taking a step back, the Beast freed himself from the side of the building. Turning his head to survey the damage, its eyes caught a glimpse of Shen leaping downward from building to building. Turning his massive body towards his new target, he bent down and picked up an abandoned vehicle. His grasp alone buckled the metal frame and shattered any remaining windows. He raised the car above his head and tossed it at Shen. The force of the throw caused some of the doors of the car to jar open, flailing at the mercy of its spiraling trajectory.
The crash of the metal unit impacting the armor rang out and the Demon turned his attention to the source. Spotting the figure atop the smaller building, and letting another low roar loose from his enclosed throat. Without the ability to feel through the thick armor, Diabolus stayed unaware of the existence of the hunter positioned on his back. Taking a few heavy steps, the Beast positioned his body to face the building, lowering his stance and aiming the flat of his helm towards it. Kicking off with his hooves and subsequently digging shallow trenches in the earth, he put his weight into a charge. Within a few steps, he reached his dash speed and impacted the side of the building with his head. The concrete and steel buckled under the force, causing much of the remaining glass panes to break out of their frames. The structure shook violently and the impacted side began to sag ever so slightly, but did not collapse completely.

With his head buried in the side of the building, the Demon raised his arms to grasp the remaining steel supports within reach. He seemed to be preparing himself to free his entangled horns from the now twisted steel of the structure.
No, they are not.
That's a very good point. I'm going to say the tallest of the buildings would reach about eighty floors. 1120 feet, or 340 meters. They get shorter as you move from the center of the city.
As the clouds condensed into a black orb and the winds stopped, bolts of black lightning struck the ground beneath it. From within the ball, large armored hooves started to show themselves as the Beast began to drop from it. In one swift motion, the orb dispersed and the massive form of Diabolus dropped onto the streets with a thunderous clap, shattering the rock and asphalt and sending tremors through the surrounding buildings. The force of the fall dropped it to its knees and arms, its massive clenched fists impacting the ground as more glass and small debris fell from the skyscrapers around him. Diabolus sat still for a moment, then with a low pitched guttural sound, the Demon groaned and pushed itself onto its feet. The Beast's massive cranium turned as it surveyed its surroundings.

"FIGHT!" The Demon roared from beneath its helm. Its voice was loud and booming, calling out to anything that could hear it. Holding its fists out to the side as a challenge to all life in the city.
Farther down the road, the source of the horse's panic could be seen. Five men with chain mail and spears were approaching. One of them held his free hand out in a non-threatening, authoritative pose. "You there!" the man yelled, "by the order of Archduke Dragmire, we have some questions for you."

The Soldiers wore steel chain covered in a cloth tabard with what could be assumed as the Calatian Crest embroidered on the front. Closer inspection revealed them to be quite young, though they held the air of experience about them. They were not new recruits by any means.
It won't be too late for a long time. While this first battle is full, there are more to come. Check out the OOC and you can make your character and vote for the next battle.
The evening light bathed the ruined City in an auburn glow, as the shadows of the remaining buildings stretched eastward to meet the horizon. A chill wind blew in from the south, carrying dark clouds and ill omens with it. A being of unspeakable evil would soon unleash a cataclysm upon the ruined land. However, there were those who wished to stop it. Three defenders, each with their own motives, stood against a common enemy. Diabolus, The Maul, would be upon the city within seconds; the dark southern clouds were already gathering together, swirling above the spot where the Behemoth would appear. The surrounding buildings moaned as the wind picked up, jarring a few panes of glass loose from the higher windows, dropping them down to shatter on the pavement below. The beast was going to appear in the center of the city, where wide, five lane streets bordered massive skyscrapers. Littered with debris and derelict vehicles, the streets were far from clear and would prove difficult to maneuver in.

The battle would soon start, leaving the defenders with but a few brief moments to prepare themselves before the onslaught.
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