As the menacing goliath continued to barrel forward towards the ruined face, all but abandoned now- aside from the few 'champions' that had stayed behind. The raging comet showed no signs of stopping, the street rumbling and quaking beneath every step as his feet began to indent the pavement below. Then- all at once- the overwhelming creature creature collided with Clarice(
@rivaan) crumbling the wall before her with ease. Despite her best effort to anchor herself, the armored woman would feel her form lifted from the ground as her sword was wrenched from blackened flooring, her body seeming to take fly a short distance from where she originally stood. Her body ached and wavered, feeling
Stunned! by the impact as she would most likely try to regain her composure. It was then that a ominous shadow loomed over her, a towering creature- even despite her enlarged form- with a tattered tank-top adorning his bulky upper body. Now that she was granted a good look, he bore several scars all along his body and a resonating red core that shone with a blood-like hue. As the being opened his iron fastened jaw to speak, a sickening creaking and shifting of bones could be heard.
"Demacian! I shall take your head!" He bellowed, his tone full of malice and murderous intent as his grip tightened on his weapon. With that, he lifted his axe high into the air, preparing for a downward swing as his muscles visibly flexed in anticipation. As the haze began to lift from Clarice's mind, she heard the swish of the axe breaking air around it's edge- the menacing metal instrument headed straight for her form.
Meanwhile, with a heavy sigh, Liam rightened himself, towering over the man that had rushed to his aid as tufts of ebon fur began to sprout over his form. Crackling and snapping, his body quickly took on the appearance of the champion that resided within him, snarling audibly as he willed his staff into existance. Looking to Ebenezer(
@VKAllen), he gave the man a brief nod of appreciation.
"Thanks for the help. I owe you one," Liam offered, his canine snout parting lightly as he spoke. Baring his teeth, he looked to the sounds of the ensuing battle behind the smoke and snarled. As he stepped forward, one could hear the broken and shattered glass beneath his feet crackling under the pressure of his feet. Even now, his vision was partially obscured by the smoke, but he quickly made his way free of the grey blanket of smog- his eyes widening with surprise at the scale of the combat before him.
"Damnit!" He cursed audibly, as he attempted to find an opening or an ally in need. It was then that his eyes fell upon Clarice, moving his towering frame forward as he drew near to the downed woman and the ominous assailant poised to strike her. With a heavy mix of growling and shouting, he swung his staff opposite of Sion's strike, the weapons clashing with a reverberating echo. Groaning could be heard from both of the men, locking eyes with an audible growl matching the intensity of their deadlock.
"You'll die with her, mutt!" Sion bellowed out, his jaw clenching tightly as he continued to press down upon his axe.
"Can it, you ugly bastard!" Liam added, his strained visage broken slightly as his lips parted to expose a cocky smile spreading across his elongated muzzle. Quickly, the gesture faded away to strain once more, his muscles visibly tightening as he attempted to keep Sion's axe from falling upon the downed female.
As this scene played out, Raze(
@TheWinchester4) loomed over Thresh's avatar, his sphere seeming to cause the fire-wreathed creature a noticeable discomfort as he grimaced- his grip on the chain loosening... For a moment. With a sinister grin, Thresh looked back up towards his assailant.
"Don't be a fool, Hecarim! Your might will not be bound by some common man!" And with this, Raze could feel the familiar sensation of Hecarim's will infringing on his own... Without warning his body stopped responding, seeming bound in place by an unseen force. In but a moment, he was no longer looking at the Warden, instead he was facing towards a small shower of ominously verdant projectiles seeming to come from Moritz's(
@Adalrod) direction.
Moritz watched as the twisted form of Urgot faced in his direction, truly a grizzly sight to behold- his skin stretched and marred by the twisted surgical scars that littered his form. One other thing he'd notice was the odd shaking and whirring that was emitting from the creature shortly before his assault. Before he could blink, Urgot's form faded from his vision, and was quickly replaced with that of his friend Raze- his assault hurtling quickly in the armored man's direction.
As Leon's(
@Cubix) ghouls quickly rushed towards the Warden, he'd feel an odd gust of wind before him. One moment, he was looking towards his 'ally', the next he was looking towards some twisted abomination. With a raspy artificial chuckle, the creature raised one of it's arms in his direction, a sickly green glow emitting from the chamber that resided where it's hand should be.
"You won't like this," Urgot proclaimed cockily, his arm firing a glowing canister towards his point-blank target. If this wasn't enough, ominous columns arose from the ground as it splintered and cracked the pavement below. For a moment they merely stood there before a pale veil of ethereal material extended from the structures and connected them.
"Argh!" Thresh's champion could be heard groaning in the background as the ghouls found purchase against his form. With an ominous growl, the Warden lashed both his chain and lantern upwards- launching the ghouls on the other side of the barrier.
(
@Eklispe&
@Trevor1001, see above for what your characters are seeing)
As Artemis watched and Yosuke charged, they could see the battle unfold in front of their eyes. What once was a busy street was all but abandoned now, only littered with a few poor souls looking on in horror, calling the police on their phones or snapping pictures with a morbid look of excitement. It didn't take long before the chaos was in full swing, and even now the city seemed to shake in the battles wake.
The sounds of battle quickly reached a fever pitch, but Yosuke was quickly cut off by a rather weathered man sporting a shotgun. He didn't seem to want to harm the boy, but he was definitely attempting to stare him down or intimidate him.
"You don't want to do this, boy." The gunman spoke, shifting his shotgun around in his hands. It was then that his vision fell onto the girl just a few feet away, "You either. Just stay out of the way, and you won't have to get hurt." He stood his place between the boy and skirmish confidently, a subtle smirk growing over his face, "Don't be a hero."
@Kiroue@VKAllen@DFA@TheWinchester4@Eklispe As the last of the patrons made their way clear of the cafe, the 'champions' that remained inside could hear the heavy creaking and buckling of the building slowly losing to the inferno emitted by Sam- blanketing those within with smoke as the building soon caught fire that spread quickly throughout the interior. It was becoming hard to breath, and even harder to concentrate, the ceiling shifting obviously as the building threatened to collapse above those that remained inside.
Even from their distance, it was impossible to ignore the murmuring of the crowd. At Garrett's orders, Megan whimpered slightly before heading off into the direction of the alley without another word. After awhile, the crowd began to disperse, though Garrett was able to capture a few of the parting words of the passersby.
"Did you see that?" "Yeah, it was like out of a movie." "I know! And that guy that appeared out of nowhere and darted off with that actor? That was awesome effects!" "It was so real, they must be professionals. I didn't see any equipment." These words all caught Garrett's ear as he could see Megan making her way back.
"Uh- Garrett," She uttered meekly, her hands clasped together before her chest as she did her best to avoid his gaze, "T-That guy across the street? He saved whoever that was..." She offered meekly, playing with the pull strings of her hoodie as she stood in silence.
"And why did you not go after him, my dear?" A familiar voice called out behind Garrett. Behind him stood the man he had met not long ago, his suit heavily scuffed and torn- though he looked no worse for wear. It was then that the cawing of crows cried out all along the street, causing several people to turn in surprise as they ran off in haste. "No matter... I'd be surprised if that man isn't dead by now. He put up a valiant fight though," He stated with almost joyful glee. It was almost as if the thought of fighting another elated him. The visage lasted for only a moment however, as his smile quickly faded.
"However, we now know one thing. We are not alone. Seems there are several people in this city that embody champions from The League," At this point, the man turned his gaze squarely to Garrett, "Oh, by the way... That boy across the street? Seems that was on of them. That was Shen." At the mere mention of this name, Garrett would feel his hair stand on end and his blood begin to boil. Something inside him hated that name, almost as much as it hated that boy across the road... It was then that it dawned upon him. The boy who had earned his ire upon sight, now housed his greatest rival.
"
Shen! Why can I not escape that damned fool?!" a disembodied voice spoke out in the back of Garrett's mind, "
I won't let this happen! Not here!". Without so much as a warning, Garrett felt a tremendous force well in the back of his mind, as if something was trying to take control of his very psyche.
@Kiroue
@TheWinchester4@Adalrod@Eklispe@rivaan@Zelosse
@Cubix@VKAllen@DFA@Trevor1001