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Current Sick of joining roleplays only to have them die. I hate investing my time and energy into something for nothing. Seriously making me want to give up on roleplayer guild.
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Oz put up a shield around Geode, forcing the fire to splay around his form. The brilliant fire burnt as the edges of the shield before the torrent finished, leaving the floor around him charred. "I can't let you do that yet, Jenso. We're not done with him and it wouldn't finish him regardless." Oz explained. He gestured toward his wound. "Cauterize it. I've had worse, don't worry."
As the pressure lessened overhead, Oz slipped his arm off of the debris with a sickening squishy sound. He grit his teeth together and grunted through the pain. Oz continued to hold up the barrier but it started to flicker, he was feeling light-headed and starting to lose concentration. As Jenso finally burnt a hole through the roof of rubble Oz answered. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya there. Hold up." He shifted over to what was left of Geode, grabbed an arm and threw him up out of the hole Jenso had made. Finally he himself started climbing out. No sooner had he gotten his legs out the rest of the shield gave way and it crumbled inward. Oz sprawled out on the ground and let out a sigh of relief. "Hey uh.. hotshot. You wanna burn this? I don't feel like passing out before we're done here." He gripped his arm tightly to reduce blood loss.
It happened so damned fast! Oz didn't see it coming, the only thing that saved him was his honed instincts from fighting. Jenso could see it as the dust settled, a dome that seemed to be projected into the rubble itself as it collapsed to the middle.

Oz stared at it, shocked a little but also somewhat relieved. Unfortunately he had no opportunity for choices. Geode was so close when the implosion happened that he was caught up in the dome as well. It was a tight fit, the rubble crushing into the small space that the two were in. It was all Oz could do as he strained, pushing up with both hands to keep it from falling on them and finishing the job. Blood gushed from his left bicep where a barely contained piece of edged rubble slowly sank deeper. Jagged and broken pieces of rubble were held suspended, imbedded into the dome and sticking around on the inside at dangerous and awkward angles. Oz glanced back over at the fallen god just feet away. A path was there with dangerous debris stabbing into and littering the way. "You better not try anything..." He managed between strained breaths. Oz hoped he had the strength to push it back before he lost this fight of will.

It was impossible for Jenso to physically see the results underneath.
Oz did his best to follow through. He dropped his shield from his left hand and took a wide step to the right around Geode, moving into a spinning backfist with his right hand followed by a quick straight punch with his other hand. A good ol' one-two combo enhanced by the gauntlets around his hands!
Inwardly Oz celebrated that the trick worked. It would surely only take Geode a moment to counter it but it gave him a precious opportunity. Geode was focused on him and his skills were too slow to be able to crack that wall before Geode would counter but Jenso still had a chance to finish his work, he just needed the time to do it before unconsciousness took him.

Oz shifted his right hand, clenching it downward and tightening the vortex around Geode. With his left hand he motioned the energy around Jenso toward the wall, giving him a head start. Now he just needed to give Geode a reason to defend himself with everything he had. Oz let go of all concentration, releasing the vortex and Jenso. He turned tail and ran toward the wall of the chamber. At the last moment he phased a momentum gate behind himself and jumped off of the wall into it. "Because the little people of this world could not defend themselves I opted to give everything I had! I am the Fist of Kario!" He bellowed as he flew through the air. He prepared his left hand with a projected shield to defend himself against the inevitable void energies and reeled his right gauntlet back, which thrummed with brilliant power, to deliver a blow directly against Geode. At best he expected this bout to go blow for blow. His goal was to engage Geode long enough for Jenso to finish his job.
"No, not through you."

There was a sneaking suspicion that even destroying Geode's body would not mean death. After all his body itself was a construct. Oz seemed to think that the orbs in his hands were nothing more than channels to help him use his already existing power. It would be worthless to try targeting him until their imminent defeat because of their own mortal need for air was solved.

Oz raised his right hand, a buildup of visible motion spinning above his palm. With his left hand he made a sweeping motion, sending the prone Jenso skidding across the room. Then he held that hand forward, trapping Jenso in place where he fell so he wouldn't be swept up in the trick. The right hand was pushed forward, projecting a torrent of motion through the room. It became a vortex of force, drawing everything not tied down, Vale, the shroud of shadows, the motes of energy, the broken wall pieces, toward Geode in the middle. Oz prayed it would work because if it did it would only work once.
The shell around Oz was no longer possible to see through. Energy built up on the inside making it brighter and impossible to see the form within. Oz was thinking it over inside the bubble. He knew they were fighting a god. A being that could have very well been behind the creation of the laws of the world. Any force attack Oz used would only make for a distraction as Geode quickly processed how to counter it. After that it would likely no longer be useful. That's what this buildup of energy was for. Oz needed absolute precision for this to work and he needed Jenso conscious.

The energy shield broke inward as he concentrated it into the form of large gloves. Arcane characters ran along the violet surface: Oz's enchanted gauntlets. These would focus his form and his power. At the very least until Geode's void mists reached him. Oz lifted his palms to the air. Globes of energy blossomed from his hands and released a multitude of smaller motes of energy that began spreading across the room. It would be a beautiful sight under normal circumstances. For now they were hopefully a confusing sight for his enemies. On contact with foreign entities they would explode with non-lethal force. They already began popping, making strange muffled noises in the vacuum as they struck the ceiling overhead.

Oz promptly swatted his left hand at the creeper that'd been staring at him the whole time, sending a force-wave through the air to get him away. He began charging a large amount of energy into his right hand. "I've got something for you to process right here, Geode.".
As Vale touched the barrier, it rippled outward like a droplet of water hitting a pond yet it was still solid. There was no reaction from Oz, his eyes were still closed. The strangest thing was that his mouth was still moving but from without his shell the words could not be heard.
Vacuum was all Oz needed to hear. He projected an airtight dome over himself and Jenso. This was going to be one awkward fight. "We won't last long in here if he keeps this up. Our air supply is finite and if he uses void magic on my shield, bye bye bubble." Oz knelt down on both knees, bowed his head, closed his eyes and rested his fists against one another in his lap. "Looks like this is the way it's going to have to be, Jenso. I'll give you everything I've got. I'm sorry but unless he stops suppressing the air it's going to be like this. Give em' hell for me." Energy began to wisp off of him, lighting up his clothes and wafting around his hair as if gravity was no longer a law. He slowly lifted off the ground, moving to the edge of the bubble. He still knelt.

The last few things he spoke sounded like a chant of some kind. "I am to bear the brunt of evil; I am to be a pillar to the world; I will go beyond.." Oz was cut off as he drifted from the air bubble, a small shield still surrounding his knelt form. The bubble over Jenso tightened and condensed. It was following him. Oz was separating himself from Jenso to give him a better chance at victory over Geode's effective tactic. Oz just kept hovering like he was frozen in the personal barrier at the edge of the chamber. He exuded a brilliant light despite his stillness. There was something going on with him.
"Enough talk. I've had my fill of crap." Oz took up his own strong stance. "Jenso I'm with you. I will augment your strike with my own."
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