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Current I think watching fight scenes can help in general terms with writing combat, since it can give you an idea of flow and choreography.
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At least if you're writing something you know, with knights.
2 yrs ago
I mean, depends on what you're writing, and the tone and theme of what you're writing. Trained armored knights were legitimately monstrous on the battlefield, so looking up how they fought helps.
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As much as there's a lot of reasons twitter sucks, I genuinely don't want to see it die for the sake of all the artists who now rely on it. Hoping the shithead stops trying to directly administrate.
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roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… If anyone's up for fighting some kaiju, why not try out my new RP, Godzilla: YATAGARUSU?

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There was something coming---!

White petals flew. There was the sound of metal skittering across her barrier, only just barely having been prevented from plunging into her back.

The Witch faded as Lily frantically tossed herself forward, only Silva's power preventing her from falling flat on her face and instead being propelled over the ground.

Someone had snuck up on her, and tried to hurt her.

Her blue eyes wide as the blade glistened in the fires of the burning village.

And then it was caught.

The Umbral Knight was there. With the blade far too close to deflect with their sword, they had instead used their only other option.

Their hand.

The blade stuck through the Umbral Knight's palm, piercing the gauntlet from below.

They were wordless as they flung their hand to the side, tearing the weapon from the assassin's grasp and swinging their blade forward, forcing them into a retreat.

The sight of the blade buried in the Umbral Knight's palm left Lily trembling, stepping forward and reaching out towards her guardian.

"... I'm fine," they replied, levelly. Smoothly, they raised their other hand, pointing their sword towards the assassin.

No further words were necessary, for the intent was clear.

The assassin would die.

@PKMNB0Y




Even with their defenses, it was clear the magi were being suppressed. Especially, it seemed, given that their strongest barrier was suddenly gone.

The purple-haired figure had disappeared.

The white beam of light that was sent hurtling Sanae's way slammed into Saria's barrier, streaming around it and being set screaming into the distant sky.

"..."

The magic circle at the tip of the black-and-gold staff reduced and faded, the wielder lowering her arm.

She was a pale, petite girl, her slim figure clad in a dark robe, her expressionless purple eyes matching the shade of her straight hair. Her blunt bangs hung just above them. Unusually, her pupils appeared to be diamond-shaped as opposed to circular, and she possessed two curling horns.

It wasn't only her eyes that were expressionless. When the smallish girl spoke, her soft voice was entirely devoid of inflection as well.

"Unusual," she commented, "Large-scale magical attack without lethal intent used in a situation where many lives are at risk. An unfamiliar pattern."

She paused for a moment, wordlessly regarding the burning buildings, before refocusing her attentions on Sanae.

"The barrier's origin... there."

With a flick of her wrist, the floating girl manifested a set of four magic circles in an arc, which tilted downwards and ignited immediately, firing a quartet of lasers towards the dragon-like woman below.

"... Is she...? No."

The small girl was moving once more, another eight circles appearing in a ring around her.

"I will not participate in unneeded destruction. But I will perform my duty."

The circles flashed, and another hail of lasers trained on the miko were unleashed.

@Raineh Daze@PKMNB0Y@DracoLunaris
They were stronger now, Lily could tell that much. That was why it was important, no matter how much she didn't want to see them die, to keep watching.

Besides, she had to make sure that they villagers would be safe.

The huge warrior swung his massive mace in an arc, practically knocking the body of one of the Raven Heralds apart on impact and crushing through several others, bowling over the rest. Needless to say, no matter how disciplined they were, they were far too hesitant to approach after seeing such a display.

Lily took a deep breath. Maybe the rest would run away, and they'd be able to able to save the rest of the townfolk and help anyone who was injured.

Something splashed across her barrier. After a moment, Lily realized it was a ball of fire.

And then there was another. This time, she was throwing herself through the air again, the abilities granted by Silva allowing her to evade the direct impact even as her heartbeat grew faster.

The hulking figure faded. There was a mage, someone who could use magic, taking aim. Even if she couldn't see them, she knew that was what was going on.

She landed on her feet, crouched, and gulping in air.

It was scary, but Lily couldn't just run away.

The figure that rose behind her now was, in spite of her tattered clothing and greyed skin, a beautiful and somewhat elegant woman in an expansive dress and a wide-brimmed hat, a staff gripped in one hand.

With a single gesture, she released a wave of crimson, pulsating balls of magical energy, sending them hurtling towards the Raven Heralds and beyond.

If she could at least disrupt the mage from a distance...

@PKMNB0Y@DracoLunaris@EchoWolff@Lugubrious@Drifting Pollen@Raineh Daze
... She'd had to be saved.

She had to be pulled away.

The mere fact infuriated her. She'd reached that bitch, only to be dragged away in order to prevent her from being burned.

So the fire caused decay, did it?

So the fire would corrode those in touched from the inside, would it?

Elizstrazia's core was burning already. The fury was practically filling her hollow form, threatening to spill out as she clenched her clawed hands, threatening to dig her razor nails into her own palms.

How dare she speak to her in that way.

How dare she call her a pipsqueak. A runt. Insult her that way. She'd had to deal with far too much. She'd had to contend with far too much to put up with being belittled by a coward hiding in the form of a human and using her as a hostage. A coward he cloaked themselves in fire to avoid being touched.

And yet...

When the small scale demon raised her head, her eyes blazed.

Her razor teeth showed as her lips parted in a vicious grin, and she laughed.

Because no matter how angry she was, it was hilarious. The fact that her opponent fought this way meant it was the height of comedy.

"So that's how it is?!" she cried, taking a step forward even as the fireballs approached, "You spread your corrosive ability through this fire? I see. I get it just fine. You're right, I guess it would have been a bad idea to fight you up close!"

She raised one clawed hand, the wild look in her eyes only growing in its intensity, an inferno-like blaze to match her opponent's flames.

"Your luck ran out the moment you met me!"

Her spread fingers clenched into a fist.

"Time Crush!"

Normally, Time Crush required direct contact with her target. This was no exception, in fact, she couldn't simply destroy anything at will by bringing it into contact with its own past and future no matter where it was located in relation to herself.

But fire, even these demonic flames, was something formed in the air itself. A reaction, even if one motivated by her opponent's demonic capabilities.

It was the rapid destruction of particles in the air. The air itself.

The very air that Elizstrazia was already in contact with from the very beginning.

The resounding bang sounded similar to a gunshot. It was soon followed by a multitude of others, as each fireball collapsed in on itself and burst. She dragged them together, the milliseconds that were their past and future, and the resulting paradox destroyed them.

"Fire is just a reaction, it's gases and heat and light, even when it's created by magic or some other power," commented Elizstrazia idly, her tail waving from side to side, "Normally I have to touch something directly do do this, but I'm always in contact with the air around me. That means it's trivial for me to do this!"

Another clench of her fist heralded another chorus of gunshot bursts. The fireballs were destroyed once again.

"Nothing's changed, you bitch. I still have a front row seat to your failure!"

@Rune_Alchemist@Pyromania99
@Eisenhorn: Accepted.
The powers that be...

Of course, Fanilly had no doubt in her mind that the goddesses were with them. So it was a comforting thought, wasn't it? The idea that Reon and Mayon were smiling on them, desiring for their efforts to succeed.

The young Knight-Captain took a deep breath. Stepping away from Sir Fionn and Sir Gerard wasn't just to address the knights more directly, but also to escape the crushing feeling of being between them at that very moment.

Awkward didn't quite cover it.

She cleared her throat.

"In that case, I'll arrange for a meeting with the College's headmaster," she began, her voice more steady, now. "If possible, I'd also like to arrange for access to their library, but regardless I think it's worth looking through our own records as well. If we can find any information about the shards, anything at all, it's worth pursuing."

After the horrific scene at the fort, they couldn't allow the fragments of Angroron to go unaccounted for any longer. Not just because someone was attempting to collect them, but because of the damage they could do.

If another person died because of the Lightless Blade, then it would be too many.

"That doesn't just mean any mentions of them directly," she added. They were plenty aware of the effect that the shards could have on others, now, which meant that they could search for them as well, "Places associated with dark magic and curses. Those too, anything that could have any sign of their presence."

Fanilly didn't know very much about magic, certainly, but something as evil as that would surely leave a mark on its surroundings if it was left there for long enough, if not properly contained.

"Ah, er, as for the blacksmith, Sir Steffen..." she paused for a moment to address the ingvarr. He was so tall, she had to admit sometimes it was still a lot to take in, "I don't think he's ever taken a day off, except for Dwarven holidays."

She had to confess she didn't know him very well, but at the same time she got the impression he wasn't the type of person who took days off if he could help it.

@The Otter@HereComesTheSnow@Conscripts
After angrily shrugging Lyssa off and nearly kicking the other maid in the face for daring to touch her without her permission, Elizstrazia had descended down the hole.

Tch...

This pissed her off.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was a possession, there wouldn't be any issue. She'd have no problem just slaughtering the woman and being done.

But the possessing demon had already pissed her off way too much. There was no way she was going to let it have its way, and that included letting it use the woman as a hostage.

But Elizstrazia didn't know how to deal with this. To put it simply, subtlety wasn't exactly her strongsuit, and that was something she'd been aggravated about the entire mission.

It was all coming to a head here. What did she even do? How did she even deal with this? The more she thought about it, the more she grew frustrated, her tail angrily swishing from side to side.

At least, until the other demon appeared.

Elizstrazia had plenty of questions. Where had she come from? Why was that even one of Katherine's options? How dare she rely on any other demon other than herself when Elizstrazia was right there and plenty able-bodied?

But all of it was pushed to the side when she saw quite clearly that the idol was no longer in the possessed woman's hands, and the idol had fallen to he side.

The small scale demon's lips parted into a grin.

One foot slammed down, shattering the floor beneath her, and her entire body lurched forward, a cloud of debris scattering in the air behind her.

She had to reach her target as quickly as possible, after all.

She lurched at the possessed woman, throwing her small but powerful frame into tackling her to the ground, straddling her and pinning her arms firmly the floor beneath her as quickly as possible.

Provided she found success, her sharp-toothed grin would spread even wider.

"Oh look! I get a front row seat to watching your expression as you fail!"

@Rune_Alchemist@Pyromania99
"Ah, er, I wouldn't have her actually bite a car, eh-heheh..."

That'd be no good! It'd cause a serious ruckus for one, and of course the car's owners wouldn't be happy if she just went around having her bite into cars.

"Then again..." she paused for a moment, her thoughts speeding through her mind at a rapid pace, "Maybe if I found a junkyard or something, then..."

Her train of thought was interrupted when she was approached by another girl. Looking up at her when she offered a visit the museum... well, there was no way she could turn that down.

"That sounds great! Hehehe, Tyrunt, we can introduce you to your relatives!"

Practically spinning in place, Sophie happily extended her hand to the Pokemon, who tilted her head somewhat curiously. It was hardly the first time Sophie would go to a museum, but that was because she never passed up the opportunity. Ever since she became healthy enough to go outside regularly, she'd been to them plenty.

"Besides, I need to make sure I don't go off on my own too much," she added, her smiling fading only slightly. It was true, part of reason she was allowed to go in the first place was because her parents were assured that she would always have someone around her who would be able to help if anything happened.

And she hardly blamed them for the sentiment.

@PKMNB0Y@Rune_Alchemist@Thayr
She didn't want to let it be destroyed.

This was different then it was in Land's End. This was somewhere where the destruction could be stopped, right?

Lily's feet barely touched the ground. It was like two arms had wrapped around her, carrying her through the forest with far greater speed then she could have managed on her own.

Silva's spirit didn't just fight, after all.

The wind whipping past her, Lily could feel her heart beating quicker and quicker once again. She could smell it. The fire. She could hear shouting.

It was scary.

But she wanted to help. She wanted to prevent the destruction of the village the siblings had come from.

She couldn't just let it happen. It wasn't enough just to help them survive, at least not in the small girl's mind.

When she saw it, her heart nearly stopped for a moment.

It wasn't the death and destruction. She'd seen worse.

It was the fact that this place was being actively destroyed. The fact that the lives of the people who lived there were being brought to an end before her eyes.

She couldn't understand why.

The Blight wasn't here. There were no monsters such as that.

So why...?

Why...?

...

There were monsters, though. Not quite what she was used to, but the soldiers who were advancing on the townsfolk, drawing out those terrible screams, setting fire to the buildings...

The figure that materialized beside her was enormous, a hulking man standing head and shoulders above even the tallest of the Raven Heralds, a horned helm atop his head and a huge mace gripped in one hand.

His form blurred, streams of red coming off of his body as he barreled into the nearest concentration of Raven Heralds. One enemy soldier was brought down and crushed by the sheer ferocity of his charge, another was practically blown apart by a single swing of the enormous man's massive weapon.

A blow from his fist sent a Raven Herald flying, bowling over his fellows and interrupting their attempts to execute the villagers or target Sanae.

Lily clasped her hands together. Her spirits, her friends and her... they'd do everything they could to save the village!

@PKMNB0Y@DracoLunaris@EchoWolff@Crimson Flame@Lugubrious@Drifting Pollen@Raineh Daze
Ultima Universal Himinbjord Base


The EINHERJAR forces tore through the first wave of Ultima Universal's defenses. Mobile Armors selected for their lowest bidding price over any practical combat considerations stood no chance against the barrage of grenades, missiles, and gunfire raining down on them. Barely any were able to get a shot off in response, with only the last few managing some sporadic bursts of inaccurate gunfire before they were silenced completely.

By now, only a blind and deaf person wouldn't be able to tell the base was under attack, and alarms began to sound all over the base. The team assaulting Himinbjord Base came into range of the complex's turrets. Though the squad had eliminated two of the heavy cannons, four still remained, along with the light railgun, all sprinkled around the base. These five turrets all began locking on to the intruders, acquiring firing solutions. Meanwhile, VALKYRIE managed to pick up some of the opfor's communications, forwarding them to the squad to keep them alerted.

<<"All units, mobilize immediately! Keep the intruders bogged down for the artillery to take out! Someone get me an ID on these bastards, I want to know who we're up against!">>

<<"XIFF reads unaffiliated, sir. Independents, probably mercenaries.">>

<<"God damn it, ready my mech! Start warming up the special project, we need all hands on deck for this!">>

As if on cue, a second wave of MAs launched from the base's hangers and garages, already opening fire on the various AUGs attacking. Their accuracy was middling at best, and the caliber of rounds light compared to AUG weaponry, but enough careless scratches could still seriously threaten an EINHERJAR's armor integrity. By now, the heavy cannons also finished locking on, and unleashed their first salvo against the attacking force, capable of doing severe damage should their payloads hit on target.

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The thunder-like sound of one of the heavy cannons roaring to life signaled its kinetic load was hurtling towards Valika.

But there was no way she was going to get hit!

She could almost feel it, as she jerked the joystick to the side. Even inside of the protective layers of armor that sealed her machine's innards from the outside world, the girl could practically feel the wind whipping past her, the impact of the round as it buried itself in the moon's surface some distance behind them, likely halfway disintegrated.

It was. to be frank, exhilarating. But she wasn't just a thrill junky, not by a longshot.

Those cannons had to go.

Plus, they had to worry about the base commander's machine and the rest of the reinforcements. That meant that there was a pretty obvious priority target for her and MORDRED.

"Redknight here!" she said, twisting the sticks to evade the targeting systems of the Heavy Cannons, "Can you keep them off me? I'm going to take down those heavy cannons, they won't know what hit them!"




Ultima Universal Communications Array


The racket over communications were certainly playing hell for the defense squad, especially given the fact that so many of them had been torn to shreds. Cheap, mass-produced MAs were never going to be the biggest threat to any well-maintained AUGs, which meant the cannons were by far the most dangerous threat. While the one that had gotten a direct hit near the base by a high explosive seemed like it was out of commission, the others were up and kicking.

Fire splashed across their frontal armor, as a low-pitched whine gradually grew in volume. Those that were still functional were picking their targets.

And that wasn't all, as a heavy blast door opened from one of the building near the comes array.

Most of the time, MAs were always going to be inferior in armor and weaponry compared to an AUG.

However...

The Arthropod line was different.

Slow, certainly. Lacking in maneuverability, of course. But the six legs and the nonhumanoid shape counted for something, as the bulky machine strode out, a heavy laser cannon mounted on its back with a number of smaller turrets lining its sides.

@Psyker Landshark@OwO@Silverwind Blade@Eisenhorn@The World@vietmyke
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