Not completely sure exactly what was happening but aware that it was cutting down the number of test subjects he would have to work with in the future and that it had something to do with one of their number, Twich sprung into action. "HEY! We haven't divided those up yet you greedy shit! Wait your turn!"
You can't see it, but Narza is sticking up her middle finger.
The meager treasures and valuables brought back by the imps were of no interest whatsoever to Narza. She couldn't even touch any of it yet without using magic. Granted, she had the feeling she'd be able to take corporeal form eventually, but she could worry about that later. For now, there were souls to be had. By the sound of what the Master had said, it was up to them to divide the spoils.
Giggling mischievously, Narza turns invisible and shoots forward into the center of the crowd of captured humans. The terrified, beaten, defeated villagers offered no mental resistance to Narza as she tore their souls from their bodies and feasted on the very essence of their being. To the unaided eye, it would look as if the humans were slowly falling to the floor one by one. They're technically still alive and can be turned into those flame zombie things later anyways Narza reasons as she eats her second soul.
She listens with detached interest to Ekusha's explanation of her powers. More specifically, she has a fragment of Derrik do it for her. After absorbing quite a few souls, Narza had come to realize that Derrik's torn apart soul could be pieced back together, and the pieces could tell her much more about how to use magic, and also unconsciously took an interest in the magic of his peers. Each soul she absorbed improved her control over her own souls, much like how it's easier to solve a puzzle with larger pieces.
As the third body slumps to the ground, Narza floats over to a fourth victim, listening intently to Octavius, Emily, and Twich. No matter what their plans were, as long as bodies were dropping, there were souls to be had. Umbra' plan was rather boring, however. From the sound of it, only one person would be dying, and Umbra would get the person anyways. Finished eating the soul of a woman with filthy, tangled brown hair covering her face, Narza moves onto the next nearest human, a middle-aged man. She vacates the body hurriedly however, as Athinar slings the man over his shoulder easily. Narza shrugs invisibly and chooses another human, this one a heavyset older man with heavy perspiration dripping down his pallid skin.
Narza giggles to herself as she hears the fire kitty complain to the Master about his dead orcs. Sure, she'd killed one, but hey, she doubted anyone saw that anyways. With some amusement, she listens as the shady demon argues back at the Orc leader. She perks up as her name is mentioned, listening to see if any Orc deaths were blamed on her. Thankfully, none were. "They were pretty tasty." Narza says mostly to herself, smiling at the memory. She would have to find more of those special souls. The Orc souls were meatier than the human souls, but not really anything special. If anything, they were actually blander, with baser thoughts and desires as its remnants stewed in her crowded consciousness. In any case, neither side of the argument concerned her yet, so Narza started on her eighth soul. Since she had begun eating near the center of the group of humans, her aftermath was less visible, but there were still seven comatose humans slumped over.
126.5 tormented humans, 2 orcs, 2 clerics, one twisted little girl, 3 Elementals, and Derrik the dark mage
((I'm going to have only mobile access for the next week, so please excuse grammar, spelling, and colors for now.))
one of these days someone will refer to him as Shu-chan or Shu-san or Shu-something and he'll just light everything on fire. Torrens, I'm giving you ideas here.
But what if Narza says it? You wouldn't burn an innocent little girl would you? Narza: *kitty eyes*
Narza opens her eyes, slight disappointed that the music ended. She was enjoying listening, and had never heard anything like that before. The village, in the bare moments that she could remember, did have instruments, but those few instruments were shoddy and poorly made, played by unskilled and depressed villagers that had no time for hobbies. In contrast, Emily's music was rich, clear, and beautiful, seeming literally all the more magical.
Now that her eyes were open, she could see the great number of spirits flying out of the ground. She could feel they had souls, but they also seemed to be on fire, as if they were a fire elemental. Even more interesting was that the fire spirits were flying into the empty bodies she had left after taking the souls. I wonder if I can absorb those thingies o.o
The now-usual fog coiled around her body, Narza swoops down toward the nearest fire spirit, which was currently looking around for a body to inhabit after it had been beaten to the punch. Looking into the village, the spirit had its back turned to Narza and didn't see her approach until it was too late. Narza springs an ice wall up in front of the fire spirit and flies into the spirit, attempting to absorb it. To her dismay, the spirit burned on contact with her spiritual essence and Narza jerked backwards. "Oww! Jerk." Pouting, Narza flings an icicle at the perplexed spirit and flies toward the center of the village. The icicle passes harmlessly through the spirit and lodges in the melting ice wall.
"Hey, can you make more of those?" Narza asks Emily excitedly. It had just occurred to her that if Emily can keep making spirits to fill the empty humans, Narza could eat all of the human's souls she wouldn't get in trouble because the humans wouldn't be useless. (Do all the minions know each other beforehand, or were they all assembled recently?)
2 orcs, 119 tormented humans, 2 clerics, one twisted little girl, 3 Elementals, and Derrik the dark mage
[quote=@Elitestpotato] [center]Following his fellow demon's eyes, That Which Consumes Peace understands immediately. She Who Bathes In Blood gives a giggle and a bow, except that it is not her face that is facing towards Azavarn. "Very well. However, I expect her back, so don't break her.", the darker demon says. [/quote]
Narza: "What would he do that would break her?" *tilts head curiously*
Heh does Narza get compensation for emptying the bodies of their souls in the first place? (Either way, this now means that soul-empty humans are still useable! *aka no one will get mad if Narza takes some captive souls*
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