Re: War, and a New Beginning. [War for Australia; Bathurst]

Fri Dec 06, 2013 3:35 pm

»Entwurf, Skyzen«

»Quincy[2-4+]«

Closing in on his target, the blond teen, Skyzen had come to a decision that he wouldn't go all out until things in the battle would start turn from his favor. He'd keep his energy and stamina at a high while the other two would dwindle their energy to nothing. A simple strategy, however it would be one that would possibly turn the tables once Skyzen began using his own abilities.

As he attempted to execute his attack on the blond, the teen pivoted to his direction. As the teen did so Skyzen grasped a hold of his outer clothing and crumbled it in his fist as he continued to plow his Uzi into his back. This attempt would been seen to be foolish seeing as he was a Quincy, but he knew his limits and knew that with proper planning he would be able to create distance. However, him being a Quincy didn't necessarily mean that he was restricted to only distant attacks. He would be able to perform both distant and close combat attacks with his ability as an expert Capoeria fighter mixed with his abilities as a Quincy. This gave him a slight advantage to the normal Shinigami, but it didn't seem to be working on the blonde. His attempts to damage the teen were thwarted as he picked the axe up and separated the Uzi from his vicinity. Upon the teen doing so Skyzen fled from any thought of counterattacks the teen might have had and used hirenkyaku to put a gap between the two.

Once he was separated from the kid he began his second stretch of attacks which consisted of volleys of bullets, aiming in both directions in order to gain knowledge of how arrogant they were in their own power. The shots were nothing special, just normal shots that would make as if her were fighting a hollow, so blocking the blasts or dodging them would be of no surprise to Skyzen. As for the effort put into making it look stylish, that would boost their egos in order to make it seem as though he was exerting himself in producing the attacks. Giving them the vague idea that these attacks were some sort of special ability. That was always one thing that was nice about being a Quincy, not too many people know of their capabilities or of their abilities in general. They just know of their bow and other more popular attacks they can do, but know nothing of the fundamentals of a Quincy.

As he was executing his shots toward the blond, he raised a brow as the blond began to take steps toward him. He noticed that he had yet again simulated another weapon into his possession. This time it was some gargantuan axe or spear, which brought him to relieving sigh within his mind. The kid, who was starting to prove he wasn't very child-like, continued walking in his direction and as he did so he simply went around the path of bullets. Skyzen was slightly impressed, but that came to a change as he could feel the density of his reiatsu changing.

He shifted his attention over to the girl who stood and watched as Skyzen and the blond duked it out, therefore he sent some shots her way to get her into the action as well. He was going to let her just sit there and rest while these two tilled away at each other. However, with no hesitation the girl raised her palm and simply reflected the reishi-based bullets away. He smirked, he could tell that the two had both become so full of their own power that they would think he was doing the same. He continued to let them believe this, but his plan had came to a halt as the density of the reiatsu brought him down a level. Shifting his head toward the source, it was obvious that bloodlust wreaked his face, and Skyzen was in his direct line of sight. He began to babble on about how Skyzen's eyes made the teen feel as though he were the prey, and that he would show him what being prey really was. Pft. Whatever. Skyzen told himself as he kept a straight face looking at the teen, he attempted not to smirk and continued with his attack.

With one last step the man engulfed the city with his reiatsu sending Skyzen down to both knees, sliding as it caused him to halt his attacks. Beads of sweat began to come from his hair line and soaked his hair and beany to a visible line. He readjusted his sights back in front of him as the remainder of his reishi bullets zooomed past the blond only letting one penetrate his exterior.

The smallest of the reiatsu could be felt nearing. He then heard him shout at them to stop their fighting which caused Skyzen to roll his eyes and brought the blood-deranged man in front of him that was laughing maniacally to a halt. He glanced over at the other girl to see what was happening over there and to stay fresh with his surroundings. Sweat beat down into his eyes as he looked, though it didn't phase him. He could see the girl stretch her arm toward the Shinigami that was but a mere 50 meters away from the action. This kid is stupid, why would he be trying to come over here, doesn't he understand he doesn't belong here? Skyzen mentally scolded the kid, as his thought came to a conclusion he saw the girl pass some sort of energy toward his direction.

Bringing his focus back to the blond who began questioning the Shinigami's request for them to stop. He brought up good points, but Skyzen would simply stay out of this conversation. He was here for the release of his anger, not for the conversation. He then watched as the teen whipped his arm toward Aish, the girl, she quickly responded letting the axe hit her, however it looked to be as though it simply phased through her being. Skyzen shook his head to make sure it wasn't just the density of the reiatsu that had him exhausted. He then fixed his eyes back to the blond after the girl had proclaimed she was practically immortal as she had never been defeated. How many times had he heard that? He had heard something to the extent of those words from many of his foes before and had came on top every time, but who knew maybe this time would be different? She also had stated her name which Skyzen though was actually quite lovely. Aish Iramasha, interesting as it was it would be one that he would soon forget. Upon the undoing of her very own being.

In effort to regain his footing Skyzen began to release his own reiatsu as he gathered reishi from the nearby objects. A spectrum began to cover his body and spread out to a large radius as brought up on foot. The sweat that collected in his beanie began to dry as the wind from his very own power whipped around him lifting nearby sediment from the ground beneath him. He brought himself up to his two feet and readjusted his beanie then stabilized his reiatsu. There was still a large density of pressure that made him want to return to the ground, but he was able to stand and move as before. He chose not to unleash his full power and save it for when he would truly need it. The spectrum that was around him began to fade away as he retained his spiritual pressure within himself. "Now I'm supposed to be the one that's mad here." He stated as he stared at the blond and then shifted his sights to Aish, "The name is Skyzen Entwurf, I come from a long line of Quincy. Thanks for not asking me, but I figured I'd let you know since we were exchanging greeting cards." Skyzen smirked at his own small joke and then shifted his attention to Volund. "As I was saying, I'm the one that is mad here, but yet I am the one that is sane at the moment. How the hell is this possible?" Skyzen looked at the Shinigami and pointed, "You there! I hope you don't plan on joining us, if you do, then I'll have to remove you from the battle first. I can't let a Shinigami get in the way of my ambitions to ward off these two from this land." The pure-blooded Quincy shouted and then refocused himself to the blonde and Aish, "Who's side are you two on anyway?" He questioned and then decided that he would go ahead and readjust his position next to the Shinigami with a hirenkyaku.

He looked down at the Shinigami that stood beneath him as Skyzen floated in the air above, approximately twenty feet. The phoenix flew above the two. "Well, what's it gonna be? Are you in or are you out?" His sight flickered between him, Aish, and the phoenix above. He let his Uzi fade away and then he once again released his reiatsu in order to test the Shinigami's willpower. In doing so he began to move toward his position where he would throw a right hook in attempt to hit him in the jaw, and then hirenkyaku to the position of Aish.

"Immortal, huh?" Skyzen queried and then crushed his necklace again making his Uzi appear in his hand once more. "I liked that trick you did there, I'd like to know how it works." Skyzen began to concentrate reishi off behind a building where he would create a reishi-based spectrum copy of himself. This would seemingly go unnoticed to everyone in the vicinity as the reishi was built out of sight and Skyzen's reiatsu masked the area making it difficult to sense the small amount of reishi that was being collected in the distance. However, as he did so the reiatsu that was released from his body began to glow in a bright spectrum as did his Uzi. Upon the completion of his copy used the hirenkyaku ability to step the right side of Aish where he shot a single shot and then flashed away again to a further distance of about 10 meters where he began to blast a volley of about sixty bullets, flashing away once again after that. He proceeded to do this four more times from different distances, 5 meters, 7 meters, 4 meters, then finally 20 meters. In order to test her reaction times to all of the attacks. It only took but half a second for him to fire the bullets and another half of a second to step away. Though the attacks would be easy to dodge he would stay in the exact distances as stated no matter where she moved. Upon completing all of the shots he would grab a ginto tube and make a sword of it, which is when he would call upon his copy to hirenkyaku to his position as he would vanish away and conceal his spiritual energy in order to avoid detection. Hopefully he had gotten her hyped up enough that she would reveal yet another one of her special abilities that she had in her sleeve. Though it was a gamble he was willing to take the chance.

((OOC: Nice, the improvement is good. Giving that detail is going to make everyone able have more detail in their own posts. Thanks for cooperating guys.))

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Wed Dec 18, 2013 2:13 pm

Artist: IOSYS - Song: Accept Bloody Fate - Wordcount: 1398

During the moments that Volund had fended off Skyzen's assault of reishi bullets the blonde had witnessed, or rather felt his redheaded foe fend the volley directed at her in a similar manner. It was during that moment Volund got his first real taste of a foe close to himself in strength. As the blonde felt his redheaded foe release her built up energy in some sort of blast to defend herself Volund himself couldn't help the increasing grin plastered upon his face. Thus far it seemed that this would most definitely be a fight to enjoy, and the males thoughts were soon proven correct upon witnessing just how his redheaded foe would survive the next assault heading her way.

Said assault would come as the smaller presence that had been felt would make itself known. Volund immediately questioning the Shinigami's reasoning and preparedness for being in such a place of turmoil and warfare. As the blonde was questioning the Shinigami his only thought aside from how potentially foolish the Shinigami's decision was, being that said Shinigami was either extremely stupid or ballsy to be present in this war-torn country. Volund himself could still feel the overbearing presence of all those greater powers across the country, on occasion even feeling a further increase in the spiritual pressure already present across the entirety of the country. The moment Volund halted his questioning his redheaded foe appeared next to the Shinigami before calling out some 'Phoenix Rebirth' shit as she tried to do something to said Shinigami.

It was immediately after that moment that Volund had utilized his TK in order to send the large axe he had previously wielded sailing rapidly through the air. As the large weapon sped through the air one could here the deadly hum of its blades as they rapidly spun through the air threatening to cleave anything in its path in twain. Just before the hurtling weapon of death could reach its target said target suddenly sprouted a brilliant pair of phoenix wings from her back. Said wings were quite sizable, and were colored with oranges, yellows, and reds.. Said colors contrasting against the brilliant blue and yellow flames that suddenly burst forth from his foes body. To Volund's surprise the heavy axe simply continued on its path, passing through the brilliant flames harmlessly before cleaving through several nearby vehicles. This only served to spurn Volund on more, his expectations for the coming battle only growing.. Though what had been a growing respect for his foe was immediately shattered as she, in all her mighty arrogance, introduced herself. 'Aish Iramasha huh...' The blonde thought to himself as said foe appeared roughly fifteen feet away from his own position. As she did so Volund's thoughts continued on, though not much farther.. Volund simply acknowledged just how arrogant this foe was.

"HA! You call yourself a 'Devil' of Phoenix Flames.. All I see before me is an arrogant little pest. Everyone dies eventually.. Even you little Iramasha.. The question is, when will you die, and at whose hands?" Volund's words spilled forth effortlessly, his tone completely indifferent whilst loud enough to hear over the sounds of rubble collapsing, and any explosions still going off. Before even glancing at his Quincy foe Volund could feel the male unleashing his own spiritual pressure, thus allowing him to bring himself upon his own two feet once again. Glancing at his white haired foe Volund felt as if any battle between himself and the Quincy would be much more challenging.. As the white haired male spoke Volund listened, though only long enough to catch Skyzen's name before the Quincy turned his attention to the Shinigami.

Volund eyed Skyzen, his attention never fully leaving Aish, though it was more focused upon his Quincy foe for the moment. Whilst Volund took the time to create an exact replica of his blade before slipping into a defensive stance, Skyzen had taken the time to appear nearby the Shinigami before his Uzi faded away and his spiritual pressure was bearing down upon said Shinigami. From there the Quincy took to appearing near Aish, his Uzi once again at the ready whilst both the Uzi and his body began to glow from the reiatsu he was releasing. It seemed the battle was finally about to truly heat up as Volund merely watched as Skyzen began to appear at various distances while firing off a multitude of shots, all of which Aish seemed to be the target of for now.

While this happened Volund felt he should add in his own little test of sorts. The moment this decision had been made the two blades Volund held before himself began to emit a soft golden glow before he slashed two different arcs into the ground before him, each roughly five feet in length. The result of this was two soft glowing arcs upon the ground, each humming softly as Volund's reiatsu began its work. A few slow breathes later the glow would momentarily intensify before dying down complete, as it did so it would reveal two rows of roughly one hundred twelve inch blades sticking out from the arcs in the ground before Volund. This had all happened in the brief moments that Skyzen had used to assault Aish Iramasha, thus the two would likely be too distracted by their current situation to notice much more than the increase of reiatsu and the soft golden glow.

A murderous glint soon appeared in Volund's eyes as he witnessed Skyzen use some sort of Quincy tool in order to create a sword of his own... 'A Quincy with a sword huh.. This could be interesting indeed..' Volund mused to himself as he witnessed something that frustrated him. It seemed Skyzen had created a clone of sorts without it being noticed, said clone had appeared at Skyzen's position before the Quincy himself vanished, his spiritual energy soon blending into the ambient energy caused by the war, if not vanishing completely. With a soft sigh Volund knew he would now need to be much more attentive to anything and everything going on around him.. If Skyzen was able to slip out a clone who knew what else the Quincy may be capable of. As it were though Volund couldn't help but wonder about the copy.. Was it able to use Skyzne's abilities? How durable was it? Just how much could it do... These were all things that rapidly flashed through the murderous haze within Volund's mind. For now though Volund would simply test the copy, with a flick of his wrist the blonde utilized his TK once again in order to send twenty of the created blades hurtling rapidly through the air towards Skyzen's copy. As the twenty blades traveled Volund's attention flickered from Aish, to the copy, to the entirety of his surroundings... He would not be caught off guard by Skyzen again.

While twenty deadly blades were now directed for Skyzen's copy Volund wasn't quite yet done. Immediately after said blades were launched he had begun his assault upon Aish Iramasha, said assault taking the form of another salvo of blades being launched though these ones seemed to contain more reiatsu within and around them in addition to their increased speed when compared to the blades launched at Skyzen's copy. Although neither Aish nor Skyzen knew it yet the increase of speed was easy to explain.. A simple increase in the reiatsu that TK used and anything it was focused on would travel at increased speeds. While these blades, this time thirty in number, were speeding soundlessly through the air the remaining one hundred and fifty began to rise from the ground. Volund now stood in the same defensive stance as before, though he now had the addition of one hundred and fifty 12" blades rotating around him protectively. Having yet to need to make a further move Volund continued to scan the area around him, trying to find any clue to Skyzen's location while also keeping an eye on Aish and how she would react too his rapid assault upon her. From this point on the battle would only grow more serious.. No longer was it time to poke and prod at his foes.. Instead it was time to flood the streets of Bathurst with the crimson blood that pumped through their veins... Things in Bathurst were just getting started.

((OOC: I've PM'd Lyca and received a PM back from him. He's currently relying on library visits for internet and has said to skip him. I told him when he's able he can catch-up and post. So for now we'll be skipping him until he's able to post again.

Also sorry about this post being shorter than my last.. Almost had to force this one out. Expect a better post for my next one.))

Original Coding By: [THEFROST]
Changes & Gfx By: Horus Sariel

Sun Dec 22, 2013 10:44 am

Aish looked at the two before her, the blonde male and the white haired man in a beanie. The blonde seemed to disregard her words, though she knew he had a point. One could call what happened to her death, but she chose not to. No, death was an ending, a finality that she had never felt despite having ‘died’ many times over. Sighing, she looked in to his eyes, no fear in hers. Not a single drop of fear, not of him nor of the quincy, and especially not of death. Her lips curled in to a soft smile as she giggled softly.

“Tell me, is it truly death if one does not stay dead? I am the Devil of Pheonix Flames simply because of what my powers are. Do you know what is said about Pheonixes? It is said that when it is time to die they burst in to flames and are reborn from the ashes.”

Hearing the quincy speak, she sighed and looked over at him.

“Nice to meet you Skyzen. I did not ask your name as I did not intend to pound my fists in to your body until you died, unlike this brat. I don’t like it that he brought an innocent weakling in to this fight.”

With that she jerked her head towards the shinigami and gave him a menacing stare.

“Kid, I will say this once. Stay out of this unless you want to end up dead. I will not hesitate to kill you even if you accepted what I gave you. Stay with Fawkes, hatchling, or pay the price.”

To the others this would probably not make much sense, but Aish did not care. Looking back at Skyzen, she sighed softly at his next question.

“Why does it matter what side I am on? Although, it should be clear enough with my actions towards that shinigami over there whose side I have taken. While I don’t enjoy being at the mercy of the Iramasha council, I do respect their ways.”

Watching Skyzen, she saw him move towards the quincy, Fawkes lowering towards the two as he did. When Skyzen swung his fist in a hook, Aish commanded it. Her Seishin Buki, Fawkes, dove, talons lashing out at Skyzen’s arm. If he continued with this punch, he would find it near impossible to stop Fawke’s attack, the talon leaving deep cuts in his forearm before she soared upwards. Once Skyzen was away from the two and over towards Aish, Fawkes would drop down, shedding a tear on to the shinigami in order to heal any wounds he had suffered. Aish tilted her head as Skyzen approached her, speaking of the technique she had used before. Smiling slightly, Aish looked between the two of them.

“Don’t think you’ll get to see it again for a while, I wouldn’t have used that little technique so early if I didn’t have to.”

Her eyes narrowed as his reiatsu seemed to change slightly, unsure what he was attempting now. Her eyes tracked him as he used a quincy technique to speed off to her right side before firing a single shot. Her hand quickly became enveloped in blue flames before she slammed it in to the first shot aimed at her. The explosion of the blue flames ate up the round, causing no harm to come to Aish’s body. However, it was then that she noticed he had moved off and sent off another salvo, this one heading towards her now. Growling softly, she glared at him.

“DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE ME!”

With that she concentrated, her hands clenched in fists as she erected a chaos barrier around her. She wasn’t very good with the barrier technique, but at least she could perform it. The salvo slammed in to the walls of the barrier, and then another one. Every salvo fired off by Skyzen in his attempts to test Aish blasted against the barrier, no harm coming to the girl within. As he used some technique to create a sword, the barrier fell, Aish’s face twisted in anger. Enough was enough, these assholes were underestimating her, and it was going to stop now. She turned to Volund as he sent a barrage of blades at Skyzen’s copy, though she would not know it was simply a copy. However, her attention was on Volund as he sent thirty blades towards her location, and Aish’s eyes narrowed. Now was the time to make sure these fools didn’t forget who they were dealing with. She would make them pay for their ignorance, and she was going to do so now. Raising her hand, she fired off another chaos blast, this one aimed at the blades Volund had let off towards her. It would easily eradicate them before heading past them towards Volund. Sure, it would be weakened by having to decimate the blades before hitting Volund, but Aish did not care. For she did not care if the black and red blast harmed Volund, her true goal had involved Fawkes. The moment she had let off the blast, her Seishin Buki had stopped protecting the young shinigami. It had suddenly sped towards Volund from behind, its body bursting in to flames as it flew onward. For as the blast came towards the blond, the bird came from behind, talons outstretched as it flew upwards in an attempt to use the talons to tear in to Volund’s back. If this attack managed to succeed, not only would Volund have to contend with the wounds on his back, but the wounds would also be set aflame, burning away at the male’s body. Regardless of whether her attack failed or not, Aish’s wings would start to beat, her body soaring in to the sky as she flew upwards, Fawkes circling around her as she did. Steadying herself about thirty feet above her previous position, Aish glared at Volund, anger in her eyes as her voice let out, soft but menacing in nature.

“Do not take me so lightly, fool. I will not hesitate to kill the both of you at the cost of my own life if you happen to push me too far. Stop being idiots and make up your minds. Are you willing to throw away your lives for this fight? If not, you should go back home, now! Don’t make me repeat it, I will not give you a second warning.”

Mon Dec 23, 2013 9:41 pm

»Entwurf, Skyzen«

»Quincy[2-4+]«

His attack on the Shinigami was thwarted by the bird flying above, as he thought might happen. The avian making attempts to grab for his arm as he quickly pulled back from the attack, the bird's talon's grazed his skin. Leaving him with small flesh scratches, but nothing close to a major injury. He went on to proceed with his multitude of attacks as she simply blocked his first burst with her hand encased in blue flames. Though, not to his surprise.

The girl continued to exchange words that he wasn't interested in, as his mind became completely engaged in the combat at hand as he continued with his attacks. The blond off in the distance began to synthesis a large amount of foot long blades to the air, flinging twenty or so to the light copy of Skyzen. Skyzen kept watch from a distance as he had his clone turn toward the blades letting them hit the copy directly Skyzen manipulated the light reishi to make it look as though the clone had became tattered to a swiss with each hit. The clone dropped to it's knees as Skyzen smirked in the distance. The clone brought it's hands to the ground as it was commanded to look as though it were coughing and wheezing for breath as blood spewed from its mouth. Now to make things a little more interesting... The clone began to regain its footing with a large grimace on his face, the wounds began to glow with the spectrum color reishi as wounds began to close the clone looked as though he was chuckling. The clone cracked its neck as each and every wound vanished, leaving his clothes tattered with rips, tears, and blood. This would definitely set the tone for at least one of his opponents making them think that the Quincy was unbeatable to due to his healing abilities.

As the Iramasha's phoenix replicated wings began to strike the air she lifted from the deck increasing in altitude till she was about thirty feet from her previous position. Once again she went on to talk about things that Skyzen could care less about. Skyzen brought his gun up once more as he made another duplicate that would hide with him until further notice. From the distance Skyzen aimed his Uzi toward the first copy and fired off a series of camouflaged shots, the shots traveled through the clone as the clone rose its own Uzi to the phoenix-woman in the sky. Bird go bye-bye. Skyzen thought chuckling at his own ill humor, in hopes for blood to paint the sky. The clone fired off a five series of reishi-imbued shots toward Aish as it simulated a hirenkyaku her 2, 8, 4, 11, and 6 o'clock raising up in the air several feet with each succession of shots. These shots being much more powerful than the previous as Skyzen fed them to the clone. Once his shots concluded and all counters were complete Skyzen and the clone would once again swap spots Skyzen keeping his spiritual pressure at the same level as the clone's. Skyzen looked at the lady ahead of him. "Enough talking, stop being a stereotypical woman. There's no more need for useless gibber or banter." As he finished his statement he released his reiatsu to it's maximum level. "Now come! Witness the power of a true Quincy!" He exclaimed as he began to build his reishi his body began to glow with a spectrum of colors and light that would make most wince at his sight. He readied himself for the battle to truly heighten hoping that the pace would pick up tremendously.

The Quincy did have a point, however, it wasn't as though during the world wars others stopped and talked to one another before engaging in a full on battle. They would simply fire, which was exactly what Skyzen wanted to do. He was ready to turn this city to ruin and the bodies that lived there to ash. He had full intentions of keeping the Monsuta bases unscathed, but knew he would have to make sacrifices to the area surrounding in order to do so.

Unsure of what Volund's injuries would be from the phoenix's attack and what the kid's next moves would be, Skyzen stood his ground a mere twenty feet away from the woman. He was prepared to use every ounce of his being in order to defeat these two. However, he did begin to think that the kid could possibly be on his side...

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Wed Dec 25, 2013 10:12 am

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The crimson shinigami laid peacefully in Morse park while civilians rushed past him in horror, devastation and utter panic, his spiritual pressure was suppressed to the point that it resembled that of a regular civilian an unnoticeable amount in comparison to the large powers that were at war between one another throughout Australia. Even one of the most influential individuals of the century was excreting his overwhelming power. It seemed that there were a shit load of people in Australia on this rather odd day.

Zeda lay against the bark of a tree while countless individuals stormed past him every one of which looked at him in confusion as only a mad man would dare interfere with the likeliness of the warriors that fought around Bathurst. Some could call them warriors but Zeda simply referred to them as peeps! His demonically crimson and spiky hair pushed against the tree as he edged his head back and stood onto his feet. He could sense, two? Maybe even 3 people present not far from his location.

The soles of his shoes seemed deteriorated, old and fairly crappy from over use! With the uprising panic and chaos throughout the city he began on a walk toward a deli near the park, it served a mouth-watering wrap. A delicate mix of lamb and chicken accompanied by the most playful of pickles that just lingered creating a magnificent after taste while the spices really got the taste buds engaged; all of this wrapped in the thinnest of breads. He didn’t waste any time and instantly sank his teeth into it while his attire began to rip off his body into small crimson shreds of reishi in the same instant his shinigami attire began to form from the promptly dispersing reishi while his spiritual pressure literally dropped to a blimp.

He vanished from the deli, the sound of his rather large footsteps echoed into the empty streets while he indulged himself on the wrap only to find himself at the top of somewhat a destroyed building which seemed to be largest in the city. With little regard for participating in the banter and combat he sat down on the edge while swinging his feet back and forth and watching as the events unfolded!

He was correct, there were three individuals, and the first that managed to grab Zedas attention due to his sheer fondness of women was the red or even pink haired girl. It was rather hard to determine from his location but regardless she seemed fairly small while releasing somewhat of unique spiritual resonance! She could have been a large number of different races but he lacked the time and energy to guess! The second and third individuals were both male the first being roughly six foot from this angle with rather amusing blonde hair, it wasn’t questionable, the hair was ridicules for a dude but Zeda wasn’t really one to judge, maybe harass a little but never judge! Meanwhile the other seemed rather cool, an individual that Zeda could definitely get along with disregarding the fact that he also had that stupid ass hairstyle that the blonde fellow had! There was something about white hair that he found rather cool so maybe he just appealed to his decent side rather than the fatigued and irrelative one…

He remained seated as his spiritual pressure slowly began to elevate to the level of a rather pitiful shinigami. It was clear that these individuals had never met Zeda and vice-versa which would make this rather interesting; he was a strategic individual but also a rather good judge of character. His spiritual pressure would be noticed but it was weak in presentation but there was a reason as to why he had made himself look so senile in front of these individuals. He wanted to see whether or not the individuals would act on accord of his portrayed spiritual pressure or treat him as an equal enemy. His hypothesis was that they would treat him based on his spiritual pressure, after all he looks like his in his late teens so there was nothing to say that he wasn’t anything more than a child messing with the big leagues.

(( His spiritual pressure is same as that of a tier 5-0 ))

Tue Dec 31, 2013 4:36 pm

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Fearless met blood-thirst and absolute seriousness as Aish Iramasha locked her gaze with Volund, whom was already tiring of the Iramasha and her attitude. He had known she was arrogant but now it was beginning to get ridiculous. The blonde knew that power could surely lead one too arrogance, and now it seemed his foe's form of immortality was doing the same. Sighing Volund's next words would be much too quiet and gentle for Aish to hear as he debated with himself. "What too do, what too do... Surely I must spill her blood and crush that petty arrogance of hers, but how to go about it?... And then there's Skyzen, gotta deal with him too.. So much to consider.." The entirety of this debate with himself had occurred whilst he created the blades he needed and witnessed Skyzen's creation of the copy and his subsequent vanishing act.

By the time Volund had sent fifty blades in total towards his foes, twenty towards Skyzen's copy whilst thirty rushed towards Aish at increased speeds, the other one hundred and fifty had begun orbiting the male prepared for any type of use. Whilst the blonde had few unique abilities of his own they were immensely versatile and the male had yet too even tap into the true potential he could unleash upon his foes, albeit his current display was doing well too show of the skills he was revealing. Watching both Skyzen's copy and Aish intently the blonde waited for their reactions too his attacks.. The blonde was glad his Iramasha foe was finally getting serious.. Perhaps her arrogance would soon cease to blind her in this fight, or so he hoped. As his blades neared Aish her reaction of firing off another blast of her odd energy didn't do much too impress, though it wasn't her fault she didn't understand that his blades weren't normal in any way despite how they were created. As such the blast that was likely intended too eradicate the blades only served to slow them and damage them slightly, but still the thirty blades continued on their way whilst what remained of her attack continued in Volund's direction.

Eyeing the black and red blast Volund couldn't help the smirk that appeared when he felt the approach of the girls companion. Turning his head slightly Volund positioned himself so that both the blast and the phoenix companion were both in his view. Carefully keeping track of the two Volund decided to do something that would show both Skyzen and Aish a glimpse of just how capable the human being before them was. As the time between safety and sure injury decreased Volund continue to wait, waiting until the last possible moment before reacting. With speed surpassing anything a normal human could possible do the male became a blur on the spot before said blur appeared just a few feet from his previous location. In that span of a very brief few seconds several things occurred; First Volund's arms snapped out at speeds that would break a normal human's bones as he plucked two blades from the air before him. Using the speed from that movement Volund's rotated himself enough that he could send the two blades through the phoenix's wings as it would near the other one hundred+ orbiting him. The next moment had Volund using his only firmly planted foot too push himself off the ground and backwards away from the oncoming blast and phoenix. What would be left was a blast to collide with the spot he had been in, and Aish's phoenix companion.

It was during those moments that both of Volund's foes would have to realize that holding back, underestimation, and arrogance would be anyone's downfall in this battle. When Aish claimed that Volund took her lightly he could not help the chuckle that escaped him, had she not realized he hadn't taken her lightly since the moment his axe passed through her body harmlessly? Or had her arrogance blinded her that much? These were the thoughts coursing through Volund's mind as the Iramasha spoke, any worry of losing his life not even present in the least. From his position Volund could see both Aish as she rose into the air, and the copy of Skyzen as his blades pierced through it's body.. As the blonde watched the copy he couldn't help but smirk at it's act.. if it weren't for Aish's earlier display with his axe, and his knowledge of the copy being exactly that, then perhaps Volund's reaction would have differed. From his position he watched as Skyzen's copy engaged Aish, firing off shots from multiple locations before it spoke.. Now that was something that interested Volund as the clone hadn't said a word since he watched Skyzen create it... Had the Quincy re-replaced himself with it? Eyeing the copy.. Or Skyzen.. Whichever it was the blonde watched as he unleashed his reiatsu causing him to glow a brilliant spectrum of color.. It would be this unleashing of Skyzen's reiatsu that would prevent Volund noticing another arrival to the battlefield as said arrival took a seat somewhere nearby.

Glancing from Aish to Skyzen the blonde couldn't help his rising blood-lust as the mass of blades around him began to pick up in pace, enough that they seemed to become a constant trail orbiting around him in multiple rings. Smiling Volund continued to look at the two as he considered just how to go about things, though no matter who he decided to go after the blonde knew he would still have to deal with the other contender.. Suddenly a glint would appear in the blondes eyes before a rapid double flick of his wrist resulting in roughly eighty of his blades to launch themselves straight into the air above the battlefield, each one would only return to the ground at his will as the reiatsu used for his TK control over them would keep them at the peak of their ascent, thus leaving his foes with little to no idea of just how they could be used. While this happened, and potentially distracted his foes a flick of the opposite wrist would cause the last 60-70 blades to rush towards both Skyzen and Aish at speeds near what he had used to avoid Aish's earlier assault upon him. From there the blondes smirk only grew as he launched himself forward from his position, each step taken creating a soft golden glow before the next was taken.. Behind him a trail of three foot tall spikes could be seen before they left the ground in order to trail slightly behind Volund. As he could come within thirty feet of their location several of the spears would near each other in two groups as Volund used his transmutation again, merging the spikes into two large ones with several points at the head. The two spears were then sent sailing through the air in order to impale his foes as they defended from the blades that had also assaulted them.

From there Volund's decision had been made... If he could help it he would be the last one standing at the end of this battle.

((OOC: I apologize for the shortness of the post, I was hoping for 1500+ but just didn't have it in me today.))

Original Coding By: [THEFROST]
Changes & Gfx By: Horus Sariel

Sat Jan 04, 2014 8:58 am

Aish’s eyes widened in surprise as she saw that the blades had survived while passing through her blast, something she hadn’t thought would be possible. A gasp of pain left her lips as several of the blades pierced her body in different places. Her shoulders, legs, and other areas had blades lodged in them as a grimace appeared on her face, the blast wavering for a bit but it held strong through the pain she endured. She watched the blast close in on the man, Fawkes closing in from behind as well. Her face filled with horror as Volund moved, a squawk of pain shooting from the pheonix’s beak as the blades pierced his wings, and then the blast was upon the bird. A scream of rage rent through the air as the explosion roared through the air, ashes of Aish’s loyal companion falling towards the ground below, a look of pure rage and anguish on Aish’s face. However, that’s when something seemingly strange would happen. The ashes of Fawkes would slowly gathering together in to an egg like shape, and after a few seconds the ashes would be pushed away. A seemingly newborn phoenix poked its head from the ashes, and then it was like watching a film of a growing phoenix in fast forward. The feathers grew, plumage covering its body as Fawkes regained his former looks and flew upwards as the wounded Aish beat her wings in order to lift the red head in to the sky. As Aish would speak of their willingness to give their lives in this fight, she would pull the blades from her body, wincing each time one left with a spurt of blood. While this was happening, Fawkes was flying in circles above her, tears leaking from the bird’s eyes and falling on to Aish. As the phoenix tears ran down her injured body, her wounds closed up, the healing power of the tears would eventually heal her completely.

It was at this point that Aish noticed what appeared to be Skyzen heading towards him and performing more attacks from multiple angles on her. Smirking softly, she spoke a few words, hoping he would see the futility of his actions soon.

“Pheonix Flame Armor.”

As she said the words, red and yellow flames leaped up, surrounding her body completely in these new flames. The shots did impact Aish, but it was quite obvious that they were doing only half the damage they otherwise would if she wasn’t clad in these flames. What’s more, the wounds creating by Skyzen’s attacks were regenerating afterwards. Combined with the reduced harm the shots were doing to her, within seconds it was like she had never been injured in the first place, and she glared contemptuously at the one who looked like Skyzen. However, at that very moment a strange, maniacal grin spread across her face as words reached her ears, spread by the telepathic link Shadin had created, she heard the words of Koichi Iramasha. Insane laughter rent from her lips for a few moments before she could calm down, but the strange grin on her face did not leave her yet. No, now was the time to make contact and let those assholes know just what she would do if they tried to bring her back home through force. She would do what she wanted in the living world for as long as she wanted and only return home when she was ready. Now that her mind was steady enough for conversation, she simply tapped her own Iramasha sync in to the ones being used by the forces in Australia, using the connection given by Shadin Yuudeshi as a bridge to find them. With that, she began her conversation, one that was sure to bring irritation to those who heard it.

“Well well well, look who decided to show up, bitches? If it isn’t the great fucking Koichi Iramasha, the asshole. While it might be nice to see a couple of my jackass brethren so soon, I still feel it’s too fucking early, so why don’t you go back home to your fucking island, yah assholes? However, I guess yah ain’t gonna listen to me on that suggestion, will yah? So, in that case, I’ll make something really, really clear to you fucking jackasses. If even one of you decides to put their fucking shit ass toes in Bathurst, I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re sent home in a body bag, yah understand fuckers? Now, if you don’t mind, I’ve got some shit stains to turn in to barbeque over here.”

With that, she stopped communicating, though she didn’t cut them off so that they could respond to her if they wanted. Still grinning, the madness infused in her face for now. Watching as more blades sped towards her, she wasn’t going let them hit her again. Mentally commanding Fawkes, the bird lowered itself on to her shoulder where she slowly stroked his feathers.

“You ready for this Fawkes?”

A soft chirp escaped the bird’s lips and Aish sprung to action. A quick chaos warp took her past the blades, right in front of Skyzen’s clone as she pulled her left fist back, blue flames bursting up around it as she punched at his face, but the attack was easy enough to read. In fact, she was making the attack flashy and easy to read in hopes that he would read it and dodge. She would keep this up as the blades, both the ones after Skyzen and herself, closed in behind her, flinging out attacks that would be easily dodged while keeping herself in such a position that it would be hard for the copy’s gun to hit her. As the blades closed in though, a quick chaos warp took her a good fifty feet behind Skyzen, the copy now between her and the blades after her. With that done, she now focused her attention on the new spiritual pressure that had showed up, another weakling. The corners of her lips twitched in disgust as she chaos warped in front of him, looking down at the male if he had not stood. Her voice came out, soft but betraying the frustration she held within.

“Well, well, another weakling asshole. Where do you all manage to come from, honestly? Sheesh, and this time I can’t pass it off as Iramasha business, seeing as how I talked to fucking Koichi… well, guess I don’t have any choice but to just fuck you up a bit, unless you can prove to me that you’re not the weakling you seem to be, hm?”

She raised her fist, blue flames swirling around it in anticipation of the strike. If the man didn’t reveal himself to be stronger then he was showing, the fist would come down with all its force, exploding in a blast of blue flames as it made contact with something, whether it be the man’s face or the building beneath them. Either way, she would then chaos warp off to one of the other building, one a good distance from both Skyzen and Volund, waiting to see what happened before figuring out what to do next.

Wed Jan 08, 2014 9:03 pm

»Entwurf, Skyzen«

»Quincy[2-4+]«

As the battle continued on and attack after attack come to be all for none, with the exception of him gaining some analytical knowledge of his enemies abilities. Skyzen's only reason for even being her was merely a happening of chance and not choice due to a series of unfortunate events. Though entering the battle he sought to see it out to the end he began to have doubts of whether or not these opponents abilities would even be worth it. As he watched them block, dodge, and deflect all of his attacks, however his hopes began to raise as he witnessed his attacks close in on the red-headed girl. A slight smirk appeared on his face, but just as they did she was bathed in flames of a blue hue reducing the damage and what little damage was done was almost simultaneously healed upon impact. Seeing this happen, Skyzen began to calculate the chances of him winning the fight or just let alone surviving it. As he did so he took in everything that he had recently learned of the two.

Aish, she had the ability to not only defend her self, but to defend others. With the aid of her avian friend in the sky, which also had the ability to reincarnate itself, he felt as though she'd be nearly indestructible. Immediately his first thoughts would be to simply end his attacks toward her and aim for human, but in doing so he knew that he would still be subject to attacks that she would continue to cast out onto him. Skyzen stood as he watched the female simply heal herself to a new state and stood in utter shock, feeling as though time had frozen around him. In doing so he shifted his eyes to his other opponent.

Volund, on the other hand, had the mind of a genius when it came to war-time battle it seemed, even at a young age. Being able to lash out with such powerful attacks and spiritual release without even showing any signs of fatigue. It seemed as though he had an endless arsenal of weapons and abilities to lash at to the enemies and most of them were large scale attacks that were never directed at just one opponent, making him Skyzen's guess for the victor of the match. Though the girl would give him a good run for his money.

Setting his mind back to the battlefield he released his mind from it's lost state, being flabbergasted by the opponents overwhelmingly developed skills and abilities. He could tell that the two were clearly much more trained in these type of settings than he was. Yeah, sure he was able to defeat a hollow here and there and he was able to fight others one on one, but a three way free for all. There would be no chance without lashing out his entire arsenal of abilities, only for them to do something of the same extent. However, he didn't want to have to use such things in a setting that he didn't really have too say in either way. He just figured he let some anger out, and he was successful on that part. He didn't even seem to remember why he was even made in the first place, however it did come back to thought when he started thinking about it again. Thinking about it did make him the slightest bit upset, but he'd get over it. As plans don't always seem to work out in anyone's favor most of the time anyway, looking over his whole past years of existence and noticing that they were all full of these series of unfortunate events. That was life, however, and he'd have to learn to deal with these things as they came and not just jump into wars that he had no part in and didn't want to have any part in.

Skyzen set his sights on the oncoming attacks that were headed straight toward Aish and himself, their source being Volund. With haste he simply jumped away from their trajectory and rolled as the daggers passed by, letting out a sigh of relief that he was even able to dodge such a high paced attack in such short notice. He dusted himself off as he noticed the arrival yet another opponent. This new arrival only making it near definite that he would have no standing chance here if they were all fighting on different sides. Though there were really only two, those for and those against, however everyone had their own views on things so it made sense for the different races to be against one another. They all had their own little quarrel toward each race, which seemed to be the main reason the world kept finding itself in these animistic squalls.

Not being able to completely read the new arrival just being able to sense his presence with his keen Quincy ability to do so, only reassured him that the opponent had something worth hiding. Though slightly curious what exactly it was he was more interested in returning home at the moment. Thus, he made his decision. Removing his hat he fixed his hair with his eyes modestly shut and then proceeded on to dust himself off, after reaching his knees he rose back up and let out a sigh. "Yooo." He shouted in attempts to gain their attention. "Sorry to say this, but I'm not that interested anymore, you guys are out of my league and dying isn't my style." Smirking as he finished his sentence, opening his eyes and shifting his sight between the two. "Best of luck to the both of you, I just have no reason to be here. I don't want to die for no reason." That being said he about-faced and started walking away from the scene. "Maybe some other time we can do this, as of right now. I'm defending nothing but the ground below my feet and that's not something that's worth my while." He raised his right hand waving farewell as he spoke.

"See you." Shouting once more as the distance between him and his foes grew, though he wasn't too sure how he was to get home. He'd figure it out eventually...

((Sorry guys! I just don't like the personality, race, and abilities of Skyzen right now and it's keeping me from having muse to post with him. Nothing personal, it's not you it's me, yata yata yata. lol. Enjoy though, guys.))

»END POST«

Thu Jan 09, 2014 12:09 pm

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Zeda chuckled as the cute but loud mouthed girl of the pack opened her big mouth, “W--, -ell, anoth- weakling asshole. -, honestly? Sheesh, a- fucking Koichi- I don’t have any choice - to just fuck you up a bit, -, hm?” He had watched the events unfold prior to this moment but they really didn’t interest him until the girl directed her attention to Zeda. He simply sat there, childishly swinging his legs back and forth of the ledge while casually listening to what the girl had to say and noting the fact that his hypothesis was indeed correct. What caught Zedas attention while the girl was talking was the facial expression of the man with white lengthy hair; he seemed to be trapped in a thought or worried about something but as this diverted Zedas attention the girl attacked…

Her navy flamed fist attacked rather un-expectedly while everything the girl had said had begun to slowly sink into Zedas mind. He partially recalled her swearing for the large fraction of her little pestering speech; it was accommodated by Zedas lack of emotion or response but the punch looked rather hot so he thought to himself, “Better get out of the way..” . The thought was almost instinctive; he really didn’t want to get hit but he would be able to accept the punch or even counter it with the addition of his own fire but regardless he refrained from doing so in order to deal with the last individual of the pack, the one that seemed to completely disregard both Zedas presence and arrival.

His right eye twitched as the heat began to near; his eyes were focused on the flames as he movement would appear to be nothing more than static; amplification of his movement with the addition of the flash step allowed him to vanish almost at the speed of sound prior to re-appearing before the Golden haired individual. His black eyes fixed their gaze onto his while Zedas right thumb flicked the hilt of his Zanpakutō out of its sheath with immense strength. The Zanpakutō shot out diagonally from his right hip prior to it smashing straight in to the left side of the man’s ribcage. Due to the small surface area and pressure being on the hilt, the power alone could have been enough to shatter the bones but it would be more beneficial to break them as if the man had a clear comprehension of the human anatomy, he wouldn’t risk moving too fast or too frantically as the ribs could easily pierce the lungs and then he would really be fucked unless he was to receive medical attention.

As the blade began to slip back into the sheath Zeda pivoted on his left foot while his right stretched forward and impacted the golden haired guy’s stomach. The pressure applied this time was over a larger surface area which was purposely use in order to slam the young individual back and possibly into one of the buildings in the distance; no doubt it would take a while for him to consider a way of getting up without damaging his lungs. But he hadn’t forgotten about the violent girl who had attempted to attack him without neither asking his name nor offering to try the wrap he was indulging on. He vanished once again prior to appearing behind the girl, his palm travelling to its imminent destination; the deltoids in the right arm.

His right palm was enveloped in red flames encase in an electric current; he wasn’t too bothered about this making contact with her deltoids but since he was rather fast from what the experience he had accumulate over the years he hope that it would land; upon landing, the fire would begin to burn through the clothing at a catalysed pace while the electric current that was send a shock through the upper arm would hopefully numb her arm and prevent it from using it unless she was to somehow negate the recurring flow of the current of electricity, though she may risk damaging her nervous system all together. It all depended on the girl’s intelligence. There was one thing about this, which was rather simply yet amusing; Zeda had only read about this being done, this was the one and only time for him to test it out and determine the effects of the current of energy on the deltoids so all in all it may not even work… though the results will be noted carefully.

As the attack moved closer and closer he recalled everything the girl had said. “Well, well, another weakling asshole. Where do you all manage to come from, honestly? Sheesh, and this time I can’t pass it off as Iramasha business, seeing as how I talked to fucking Koichi… well, guess I don’t have any choice but to just fuck you up a bit, unless you can prove to me that you’re not the weakling you seem to be, hm?”…. “Did she say Iramasha Business? … well fuck”

Sat Jan 18, 2014 12:26 am

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It would be during the agonizing moments in which Volund carefully watched the approach of Aish Iramasha's two pronged attack that Volund's mindset would truly begin to change in the battle for Bathurst. While the male waited calmly, timing his escape from both the red and black blast, and the phoenix, he had heard something that sent chills up and down his spine. The blonde had heard the gasp of Aish Iramasha as his blades pierced her form in several different places. That moment of pain was enough to cause her attack on the blonde too waver briefly before his escape was made. And a satisfying escape it was.. not only had he managed to escape the oncoming blast but Volund had also manged to wound the phoenix thus preventing its own escape from the vicinity of the blast. The painful squawk of the phoenix, which was immediately accompanied by Aish's scream of rage as her own attack erupted, taking her companion with it... Now this was the thrill Volund was seeking in this battle.. After all this time blood had finally been spilled.. Yet it wasn't enough, the darkest recesses of Volund's mind demanded oh so much more. If nothing else the blood spilled by Aish would serve to quicken Volund's decent into his darker natures.

Watching his foes carefully the blonde couldn't help the sadistic smirk that appeared upon his face while he witnessed Aish's pain during the process of pulling his weapons from her body. As Aish continued to do so Volund watched with slight fascination at the different volumes, and directions the Iramasha's blood spilled. Though fascinated the blonde was he hadn't missed the fact that her companion somehow was reborn. 'If I hadn't seen the things healing capabilities then this would definitely drive home that her companion is truly a phoenix... Interesting..' Was the blondes train of thought as the phoenix rose from its ashes and began circling Aish, tears falling upon her wounds before Volund could react.. It seemed this may just be a battle he wouldn't win, especially if he couldn't get rid of the phoenix for good. Beginning to make his next move Volund watched as Skyzen pulled Aish into combat with him. Several shots would make way towards the Iramasha whom simply responded by using yet another of her abilities, this one coating her in red and yellow flames that seemed to not only cut the damage she took but also heal whatever damage she did receive... 'Fucking shit... Another healing ability..' Was all that could cross Volund's mind as the revelations of Aish's healing capabilities began to frustrate him more and more, though he wouldn't allow it too show.

Despite this the blonde wouldn't let up, his determination and blood-lust pushing him to continue despite the growing odds. And so with a flick of the wrist eighty blade were sent into the air, only to hover above the battlefield as if awaiting further commands. Hoping this would briefly distract his foes Volund quickly sent a large volley of seventy blades in the direction of Aish and Skyzen before making his own way in their direction, large spikes erupting from the ground behind him with each step before raising into the air to accompany him before merging into two large spears, each with a head adorned with several spikes. Keeping his focus Volund heard the brief insane laughter that rent forth from Aish's lips. Unfortunately neither of Volund's attacks were to land upon his foes as Aish seemed to warp from point to point and Skyzen simply jumped out of the path of the deadly blades. From their Volund took notice of Aish addressing the newest arrival, speaking something about Iramasha business, not that Volund cared. It was then the redhead also decided to lash out at the man, her fist alight with blue flames. During this moment two things would occur, the first being Skyzen backing out of the battle, claiming that they were out of his league and that he preferred to live. The second would be Aish's target evading her strike with speeds that put him before Volund in what seemed to be an instant.

Before he knew it Volund was looking into the black eyes of Zeda before feeling the heavy impact of the males hilt breaking several of his ribs. The force of the hit not only served to break ribs but to knock the air from Volund's lungs, which unlike the pain could not be ignored. Ignoring the pain in his ribs with an eerie amount of ease the blonde rose his arms before him in an attempt to block Zeda's sudden kick while at the same time unleashing hell upon the new foe with a flick of both wrists. At the very moment the kick would impact Volund the remaining arsenal of the blonde's blades would burst away from the duo before arcing back on several trajectories in order to either piece, or slash his new foe in a multitude of locations. During these moments Zeda's kick, though blocked to a degree, managed to send the blonde hurtling through the air towards a nearby building. Just before impact a third flick of the wrist would send his blades continuing after Zeda even if they missed.. Volund could only hope this would keep his new foe off his back. Upon impacting with a building the blonde's vision exploded with stars, pain lancing throughout the entirety of his back as he struggled to ignore it. Without even moving the male already knew he was in for a world of hurt, and that there was no way his ribs weren't further damaged by either the kick or the impact with the building. Due to his current situation, and the fact that Zeda obviously outmatched him Volund instantly came upon the decision to back out.. There was no way he would be able to continue fighting in his condition, despite his pain tolerance. For now all the blonde could really do was slowly pick himself off the ground, careful not to cause any broken bones to lodge themselves in places they shouldn't.

It would be upon this day that Volund would realize despite all his skill, despite his superhuman qualities, in the end he was still just human and couldn't endure nearly as much as beings like Aish Iramasha and the new foe that put him into his current state.

Original Coding By: [THEFROST]
Changes & Gfx By: Horus Sariel