Let It Snow Blood: The Battle In Seltjarnarnes [Iceland Event]

Sat Nov 21, 2015 1:58 pm

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9/30/2415, 4:50 PM; CST Standard Time

This is another smaller region of Iceland that has fallen to the conflict between the Vanguard and Shadow Fall war. It is a small island town that has roughly 150,000 citizens within its border. The battle will take place on the cities outskirts as a black dome has come down upon the region. The objective here is for protags to break past the blockade of SHadow Fall troops, while the antags objective is to kill and destroy anything that threatens the city. So, they are on the defend and suppose to secure it if at all possible. The time is 4:50 and it is now evening and turning to snow under a crimson red sky.

Sun Dec 13, 2015 5:27 am

ENTER WHTIE-EYE

White, white like his name. White like the eyes, blind to the world, but clear in front of the minds most darkest thoughts. White like a virgins skin, before a knife cuts it for the first time.

Snow was slowly falling down, pilling up on the soldiers in front of the city like tension everyone was feeling at that moment. The noises and energy waves of other battles were well heard even in the island city, which in result set the soldier moral lower and lower. What didn't make their situation better was that the person supposed to lead the defense unit for the city and in so, lead them, was the Archduke of the First Circle, White Eye. A person, who was either feared, hated or simply ignored for being just a lunatic.

As the white tears descended down from the red sea in the sky, the boy, self-proclaimed priest of Pain and Suffering, raised his arms in a silent prayer to the universe, his Queen and forces, which shaped the beautiful world of broken dreams he was living in. White was praying, praying for today to be the day, when he can finally pull the wings of the Ice Princess and regain the bit of self lost that time.

The Masked Demon, White Eye had extended his arms like hugging the sky above, red tears falling from the blind eyeballs and dripping on the thin layer of the white snow. While quietly whispering words, which came astray in the boys mind, Whites twig-like fingers slowly clenched into fists, blood sprouting from the places where the nails had punctured the pale, sick looking skin.

His arms slowly went back down, though tension in the shoulders didn't let go. The whole body of the lost child started to shake violently, until it reached the breaking point and powerless White Eye fell on his knees in the newly formed layer of snow. Howls escaped the boys lips, dark and depressing. Those closer hurried to move as far from the unsettling male, as possible, while others just tried to ignore the mockery of leader.

There was no chance. He knew that Ice Queen, The Fairy Of Doom will not come. Again all hope was lost and his chance for picking up what was lost faded out of the Masked Demons hands. The Queen will be unpleased with him, the God will laugh at the boy and the little murderers in his head will continue their endless dance. But then, like spring after winter, marching footsteps, noises of flying beasts and presence of strong willed gave a new life to the dead flower of Whites soul. There was still a hope, a way to show, he is a good boy. With fire in his eyes and power in veins the Archduke raised from the ground.

The enemy forces had arrived. Those fighting for the "good" and "right" arrived to harm not only their enemies, but also the people, who had no need for the freedom Vanguards promised. What awaited the enemy wasn't large armies. Mostly foot-soldiers ShadowFall could manage to protect such a small city. The guardians of the city snarled, stomped their feet and rilled their fighting spirit for the task. White was completely ignored, their formal leaders presence being completely ignored as the battle was coming closer and closer. Suddenly, whole battle field was covered in blood red mist, energy similar to Za Koa influence, but in the same time holding a more alien origin. Bloodlust, desire to feast and destroy now truly awakened in the veins of Seltjarnarnes soldiers, while enemy forces would experience quite different sensation. Hundreds of quiet whispers would fill their heads, talking all in the same time, whispering about murders, homicides and spraying everything red. Those with weak will would suffer more than those with stronger mind, but all would experience this small insight of Whites own madness.

A strict, clear command filled the battle field, surpassing everything else in the battle field,
"The Fallen army, attack!!!"

Coding By:
[THEFROST]

Mon Dec 14, 2015 5:46 pm

War. Something that was always around no matter who or what tried to bring peace to the world. It was just something that could not be avoided, something written into beings of sentience that they had to perform. When beliefs clash, when ideas battle, war breaks out. This is exactly what was happening here and now. The Vanguard's beliefs clashing against Shadowfalls', warriors battling other warriors... But alas, many of the people here were simply soldiers. Moonie had taught her enough about the way of the fist that she took it all to heart, and knew that she had to hold it close in order to come out on top against all different types of foes. Elysia was not a soldier. She was a warrior.

"Fight until the last drop of blood spills, fight until you're forced to collapse where you stand! Fight until we rise on top! We fight for those who can't! We fight for the people that need help! We fight because our hearts demand it! Our hearts force us to fight for those who can not, for those who need us, for those that would perish without us! When I say to keep fighting, all of you should KEEP FIGHTING!" A shout came from the woman in the midst of battle, defying the loud roars and screams of violence within this massive coalition of brute strength and death among two forces. Elysia was in the center of it all, fighting till the last drop of blood spilled, fighting to make sure that those around her did not die as soldiers, but as warriors.

Elysia herself didn't exude that much more power than a normal fighter within the ranks of the Vanguard, perhaps just a bit stronger. Her reiatsu had no control, flaring outwards with every strike she gave forth, with every shout, with every roar of battle. Her fighting however seemed to have much more power behind it, each strike filled with a form of determination that seemed to be lacking in those around her. Each strike had a purpose behind it. A poor fighter in front of her was forced to witness this display of raw power. She had been fighting people leagues above her power for a long while, one of them most likely being able to completely decimate the entire army before her. The poor fighter placed within her vision was quickly disposed of. To anyone spectating the fight, it was quick and brutal with barely any limitations. At one point, Elysia was standing still before becoming a blur, appearing behind a demon that was supposedly of similar strength and landing a spinning kick to the back of their neck and... Quite simply put, it wasn't there anymore, a lifeless body missing it's head fell to the ground as Elysia was already on the move to progress further into this vicious war.

Then came something rather odd... Thoughts in her head that didn't belong. An odd, peculiar mist that resembled that or crimson overtook the area as visions of death, homicide, violence flashed within her mind. Why was all of this here? And with a simple question, the thoughts were forcibly purged. Her determination to end this war and bring peace to those who deserve it was too great for a simple maddening affect. If she had fallen into thoughts such as those just years prior, she wouldn't be where she stood, she'd still be in those horrific pits fighting till the end of her life. Really, all the whispers did was fuel her further, allowing her inner fighting spirit, her reiatsu, to flare out even further and shine as brightly as possible, to catch the attention of even White-Eye himself.

It only took her a few moments to recognize a far stronger power source, a greater foe, one filled with sinister energy that only wished to bring harm and sorrow to others. Someone who embodied everything she hated, and someone who embodied something she had to purge. In the Way of the Fist, there were two types of darkness... Soldiers who still had a chance at redemption, of becoming a being who fought more than to just fight, but to live and acknowledge the life around... And those who were too lost in their own thoughts, too lost in their inability to interact with those around them in any way that wasn't violence. That was what she felt from White-Eye in the distance. A being who embodied the ideals that she hated, and embodied the aspects of those that follows of the Way of the Fist had to purge.

The threat was seen, but how was she going to get to him while she was in the middle of so much fighting? Well, it was rather simple, and rather flashy. In a burst of pure spiritual energy, electricity surged forth from Elysia, threatening to shock anyone nearby as she suddenly turned into what seemed to be a bright flash of light. Just as quickly as the flash started, Elysia was high up in the air, a new flash of light taking place where she was as she started to suddenly appear and disappear within the air. Her own form of teleportation, resembling a Lightning Sprite's dance across the battlefield. Each flash of light was where she started, and her body floating in mid-air was the end-point, each in between only lasting a fraction of a second before she continued to zoom straight towards the powerful energy source she felt in the distance.

Almost as quickly as she had sensed White-Eye, she was above him already, grin upon her lips as she was only about 10 feet above him. What she was wearing became much more apparent now. She wore a black jacket with the front open, revealing a white tank top leaving her stomach entirely exposed. The only real interesting part about this was the tattoos adorning her stomach, spanning out across the area of her darker flesh in an intricate design resembling tribal tattoos. Something was... Off about this tattoo, but it was hard to pinpoint just what. The rest of her body wasn't really covered well, short shorts covering the bare essentials for her lower body as heavy boots made of a black, strong material covered her feet. On her fists were simply metal gauntlets, metal almost appearing golden as it covered her knuckles, fingers, and a majority of her fist.

Right above White-Eye, Elysia had already clamped her fists together with her legs spread apart, body falling straight downwards towards him. "VOI! HELMSPLITTER!" The intention of this was to not only let gravity help with the blow, but to assault someone's skull from above, arms swinging downwards with metal gauntlets attempted to slam straight into the head of her new foe. The impact was actually quite powerful for this seemingly insane Shadowfall operative. Despite the lack of pure power similar to his own, her capabilities were great, and applied against his natural durability, a blow this powerful would be enough to split the flesh upon his head open, or to even crack their skull if absolutely nothing was done to counter her attack. This was an attack that left her wide open, but if it hit, it would hopefully apply a concussion to interfere with thoughts and plans for the rest of the fight she should be in with him.

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Mon Dec 14, 2015 9:20 pm

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Zaine was heading over to Seltjarnarnes by way of dimensional teleport it will take him a long while to get there. But he was sure that he'll make it in time because the hell demon sensed it clear as crystal his army general was gone meaning Vanguard has the area now. "Chris, I'm sorry." He said.

The hell demon was thinking the more that he tries to help the little respect he gets one of the reasons that Shadowfall isn't much of a team effort at all. The first time was when the madness was within him which the hell demon could think straight. Now there was a second, Zaine wanted to help but why did Ruvik tell him to leave it didn't make sense at all; Shadowfall was better than that. He couldn't really worry there was a time and a place for everything that means finding stronger opponents that was a must. Receiving a higher ranking with the Shadowfall organization in order to this he'll need to bring better results and tough victories. It burns that the hell demon was getting the rough treatment around the members just having to prove himself all over again. He hated to do things by himself but it was a way of doing things around here and what brought results was victories to the cause.

Zaine was having his doubts about Shadowfall again but so many assets were given to him something like this won't come his way again. One thing the hell demon this cult; Khalaism wasn't working for him and really nothing but misfortune if he allowed it to take over his mind. Rejecting it seemed like the best course of action because the hell demon had a job and he could let some religion of demons bother him right now. "First failed mission??? Really, I thought things would go my way here now with this power and one of those superiors tells me to leave this is suppose to be a team effort. Shadowfall needs to shake and rethink their strategies to achieve their goals because teamwork should be considered not thrown away. Khala might need to have a special meeting about that but onto the next objective and hopes it goes well." He thought. The journey was completed entering the teleport, Zaine was in Seltjarnarnes a property that Shadowfall was going to takeover. The sad part about it was the hell demon didn't have anymore troopers to guard this place meaning he'll need some better help next time. The hell demon was cracking his knuckles thinking the first time was easy because the hell demon didn't have to fight. He allowed using his own version of deadly tricks to defeat an angel iramasha luckily enough his tricks actually worked. This time the hell demon won't be so lucky meaning he'll have to put his very skills to the test and once that was done. He'll claim the are for Shadowfall....

Surprisingly, Zaine was shocked because someone else beat him to it and she might need help against this quincy. He was about to rush into the battle but Ruvik's words hit him like rushing greyhound travel bus all go things come to those who wait. He was trying to figure out who this person was fighting the quincy someone the hell demon has never seen before. The Masked Demon someone the hell demon has never heard of but onto the enemy who was a quincy not bad. Zaine was planning on the best battle strategy while in his shadow magic camouflage thinking of a plan of action to defeat the quincy. Still, He had no good ideas while watching the battle then something came to him the Dreadnaught armor. That was perfect it had a lot of greater powers maybe some of old mad demon to be used against the quincy. He had his plan and now the demon of wrath will have to give the signal telling the masked demon that he was here watching.

"The Masked Demon??? I never thought people within the demon world who have such a title like yourself. Relax, I'm not your enemy here go ahead fight that quincy just here to see if your need my help. All you got to do is ask and I'll help you erase this quincy off the face of the area. Your doing quite well just be careful of those quincy abilities your enemy because you might consider attacking her legs first so her quincy speed on the down low. Just a thought...just a thought" He said telepathically to the masked demon.

Zaine was keeping a close watch on the battle in camouflage hoping the masked demon can put an end to this quickly.

Mon Dec 14, 2015 9:52 pm

[adm]I'm not sure what is going on here, but you need to sign up for this thread in order to take part in it. I'm going to null your post until you do so. I would also advise against sending a 0-2 against a thread with a 1-1 and 3-5 unless there is a damn good reason and all parties agree.

https://www.platinumhearts.net/t14439-the-iceland-conflict-shadow-fall-vs-vanguard-sign-up-thread-for-all-sides-mission-event#92400?tid=e9698a792337d5ce7e79757ee0b6faac[/adm]

Tue Dec 15, 2015 8:49 am

ENTER WHITE-EYE

The dance of dead had started. It took turns and spins, playing with the little pawns. They all were controlled. Controlled by their most deeper nature of survival and dominance. White knew, there was no wrong or right, just life and how you decide to protect it. It was pure instinct, nature, which ran the place.

As the battle escalated, a sudden presence from above White could be felt. It wasn't anything amazing, great or overpowering. Had felt the power of Demon Queen herself the boy thought of the attacker as an insect. Easily destroyed, if you just find the right poison. But at that moment those weren't thoughts prior to him.

Sensing her with his Ksetra Pari the boy could analyze the situation at hand with preciosity of one hundred of a second. He knew how much strength had been put in her legs, arms, how much weight had been put in the kick, as well, as the basic stats of the girls own biological make-up. With this information at hand it wasn't a surprise that in the moment, when she was a second away to connect with the boys head, ten red tentacles, made from muscle-like material, sprouted out of his back, wrapped around the girls arms, legs, neck and below her breast, to attempt in holding her down.

These things had strength equal to their creators and, additionally, they were devised exactly to deal with the brute force the female human held in her muscles. Furthermore, after connecting with her flesh red electricity would follow, going through her nerves, in attempt to make the girl unable to move at least for the given time. While this was done, The Blind Rat raised himself in the air, so he could touch her himself, and crack his fingers, as a long, sharp bone scalpel emerged from each finger.
"So...Beautiful..."

Twirls...Curves...Color...Carvings in the flesh...It was so beautiful, hypnotic and mesmerizing. Like snakes, when curling up to live through the winter. White Eyes whole attention was on the tattoo on the girls stomach. He just couldn't take his eyes off it, wishing to touch it, hold it, own it.
"Such beautiful thing...On such imperfect being."
The words were spoken like whispers, quietly and gently, like a lover, before both merged with each other.

Suddenly a energy ball hit the Masked Demon, making him loose his focus and fall on the ground with a light crash. The cause of this attack was one of the many Vanguard soldiers. He seemed relieved and surprised about the feat he did, but this joy didn't last long, as from the small cloud of dust the same tentacles merged, wrapping around the struggling males limbs and pulling them off the torso, in so ending the soldiers life.

As the dust settled, White Eye had true shock in his face, seeming in fear and panic at the same time. When speaking, the boys voice seemed loud and high pitched.
"GIVE IT BACK!!! WHERE IT ISSSS!!!!?" The tentacles on Archdukes back started going in different direction, hitting enemy and foe that got too close. Two of them even came down from above to the girl, with strength similar hers before.

Tue Dec 15, 2015 11:46 am

[adm]Alright, I've gone ahead and approved Kade's character for a quick cameo. Based on what he told me in the chatbox, I will be making a new city for his character and h'ell most likely leave after Game post's.

15 Dec 15, 11:41 AM
[×] [o] [THEFROST]: Doubtful. I'm keeping that area for lower tiers. And I'll make a new city for you @ Kade.

15 Dec 15, 11:42 AM
[×] [o] [THEFROST]: Is that fine by you? @ Kade

15 Dec 15, 11:42 AM
[×] [o] Nix: Good thing White has massive improvising skills XD

15 Dec 15, 11:42 AM
[×] [o] [Kade]: Fine then I'll leave once that Bullet character posts
[/adm]

Tue Dec 15, 2015 10:59 pm

A clear look of Elysia's target has finally be received... It seemed to be a young boy that was incredibly pale with vibrant red hair. He seemed rather weak, at least physically, so how badly could this have gone? Well, rather horribly for the current situation Elysia was in. She had assumed that this person was strong only in spiritual power, spelsl and ranged attacks... Not through manipulating their own body into horrific manners simply to get an edge within battle. Elysia was quick enough to see the tendrils lashing out towards her, and she was fast enough to attempt to dash away, reiatsu already starting to surge within her but... She wasn't fast enough to fully get away. Her body was rather quickly restrained, tendrils wrapping tightly around her wrists, ankles, neck, and even her chest. It was sickening to be touched by such dirty appendages, things made of energies she thought to be pure evil and disgusting.

Before Elysia could figure out what was happening, pain rattled throughout her body, assaulting her muscles, her bones, her nerves, her very being as she howled out in pain. The shock was intense for her... It didn't do very much damage, but seemed to be only to try and keep her from moving, to keep her from thrashing about, and it was doing a damn good job so far. She was used to handling and dealing with pain, but at the moment, it had struck her enough that all she could do was squirm and writhe, body forced to the ground as her wrists strained against the same tendrils that kept them still. Her eyes narrowed towards White-Eyes as he... Touched her so gingerly, finger sliding against tender flesh as scalpels emerged.

Every whisper uttered by this person only left Elysia feeling all the more violated... She was trapped while this freak had free reign to touch her and make comments that made her sick. Beautiful... The tattoos? The same thing put into her for it's own survival, not her own? The mark of one holding a Juin... The tribal tattoos were touched and outlined as Elysia continued to squirm, teeth clenched tightly as she stared straight towards him. She wanted to get away from him, she -needed- to get away from him... Her only form of escaping this hold would be interrupted with his full, undivided attention on her. Plus one slip of his finger and she'd be severely hurt mid-move. She needed a distraction, something to let her get free.

And just as she hoped and hoped, the wish came true. A blast from an operative deeper within the battles had managed to hit White-Eyes himself and bring him down. This did two things for the fighter trapped... It gave her a chance to escape, and secondly, it told her that he was fragile, that she just needed to hit him hard enough. Simple enough, right? As the boy fell, Elysia's reiatsu flared outwards greatly, greater than before as a bright flash happened where she just was forced too. Her body slipping away from the hold of the tendrils as her form condensed into something the size of a spark, similar to tales of the fae and sprites in forests of this size that emitted light just as she did. Her movements were insanely quick, her natural speed added unto what was basically a short-range teleport, and she was left standing a few feet away from White-Eyes as he was just recovering, eyes staring forwards towards him.

She wasn't going to fall prey to some thing like he was, torso leaning just slightly forwards as her arms hung by her sides, dangling low as her body swayed left and right slowly. It was a fighting style she'd seen in the pits before by one of the more quicker, agile foes she had to face. It was fairly effective against her with being able to duck and weave away from attacks surprisingly well with such a loose form. She saw how quickly he was able to snap out at her as a defense, so she had to react accordingly, she needed to be faster and be a bit on the defensive for this fight, countering and parrying as best as she could. She didn't know what tricks he had up his sleeve, but she certainly had a few of her own deep within. Energy granted too her, a parasite that gave it's energy, and a burning will to survive deep down inside of her.

Soon, the screams of the same man that had just saved her life echoed throughout the area... Reminding her that every action had a consequence, and this was one of them. Elysia felt sick... But... She couldn't lose faith, there were many more soldiers out there fighting for their lives, fighting for the lives of others, fighting to bring peace to this land and liberate the people from the clutches of a group as sinister as Shadowfall. She had to fight until the last drop of blood was spilled. "Awaken Spark!" The words were shouted past her lips, filled with purpose and meaning as her reiatsu flared outwards, sparks of electricity shooting out from her form and unto the ground before condensing against her body. Her gauntlets and boots were covered in her spiritual energy, the same energy that took the element of lightning with it.

Her speed allowed her to be prepared enough that she was actually able to react this time to White-Eye's tendrils. He had to have more than this, where else did all of this power come from? With the help of her reflexes being finer tuned than most others, she tumped the speed at which these tendrils slammed down from above, body quickly swaying to the left with a few steps taken, torso moving back just slightly in tow as the ground was struck, the second tendril met with Elysia dipping straight forwards, dipping into a half-crouch and back into a standing, swaying position once the next strike missed. Eyes narrowed towards White-Eyes as... He screamed.. What was wrong with this being? "Alright kid, last chance to give up and run back to mommy. You may have more raw power than me, but I can still out speed you just enough that those tendrils won't do much this time! Voi... Better get packing now before I -make- you!"

Coding In Template By: [THEFROST] Template By: Lio the Lion

Wed Dec 16, 2015 1:49 am

However, Zaine was thinking about destruction right now it would real easy for him because being a member of Shadowfall again with power taking the area. This would be easy enough for him but against a woman that would raise some eyebrows about his fighting tactics even with the higher ranking members of his organization and that would be bad. It was a tough situation but the good side of him saw no point of fighting people that would prove a boring knowing full well he's stomp a mud hole in them and walk it dry. Zaine wasn't like that now the madness out of him the hell demon had something of a sense of honor but the guy needed better results than this. His army was gone meaning the hell demon was really damn short on protection nothing but a curve ball to his plans but still something was new and he sensed it. "My army general is dead this isn't good at all Shadowfall isn't going to like my results and clearly without an army to back me up results won't come in quickly for me enough. But perhaps this maybe a wake up call and really I never expected one maybe a demon army maybe a bad idea but really my strength. My tactics and power need improving this time but if Shadowfall had any ideas I need to listen to them to get back on top." He thought.

Zaine decided to allowed this Masked Demon to his business but the hell demon thought of training for some newer powers and the demon knew where to start. Because the hell demon could actually sense it the clone had something that could turn the tide to his favor something the guy never even consider before but something needs to be done. If Shadowfall feels confident enough about letting whoever takes this area then so be it but he'll leave things alone for now a change of heart. Zaine swears this won't happen again consider this a blessing to the quincy that he won't fight a woman unless provoked still fighting one isn't on the agenda.

He takes one look around the area but the hell demon of wrath and decides to open a kage portal. Then goes inside the portal and leaves to his next location hopefully their some more fish in the ocean but why not Seltjarnarnes. "Oh well, I guess Khala didn't remove all of my past out of me or perhaps with the madness gone. I'm finally trying to start acting like my old self again hope this won't become a problem in the future." He thought.

He left Seltjarnarnes heading off to his next location....

{EXIT THREAD}

Wed Dec 16, 2015 4:22 pm

ENTER WHITE-EYE

As she dodged and White just kept rampaging, something in his head spoke, having cold, calculative tone in its voice. It was different then the usual sounds in Whites mind. It made more sense and as it spoke, other noises quiet down, becoming just a annoying background.
"Control yourself! Breath! Try to think! I can't give you the answers, but I will help you to find them. Just look at the females tattoo." He didn't know who owned this mesmerizing voice, but the relief it gave from the voices was enough for Eye to obey.

In so, when the human was threatening him, White raised his eyes to stare directly at her mark, observing the spiral dance, hypnotizing curves on the girls flesh. This symbol then slowly brought back the trace of thoughts the Masked Demon had just moments ago. The confusion and anger was instantly then changed to true, pure happiness, not giving even the slightest hunch on what was happening truly in the boys head.

As the girls last words were spoken his tentacles crumbled in red flakes of energy, them returning from where they came. In the same time the scalpel fingers retracted back into their natural shape, the only sign about their existence being the blood and small scars on Whites finger tips.
"Perfect! Now, just aim for her legs!" With that said the voice backed away, faded and let others to return to their previous noise. With goal found, it wasn't big of a issue.

The shadows inside the red mist grew longer, darker. It seemed like night had before its time, though in the truth, White just made the light in his Ksetra Pari harder to go through. His hand then would explode in shreds of skin, flesh and blood, revealing a bone sword in its place. In the same time as the area darkened, it was obvious that the Vanguards moral had dropped quite a bit while Demons, who only grew stronger as the darkness descended, became as with new energy to fight.

The Archduke giggled, before splitting in shadows. Almost in the same time, by utilizing Tānāgati, he appeared from the girls shadow. The slash held massive strength, many times greater then his frail body built would suggest, creating air ripples only from it moving. If the girl wouldn't manage to dodge the slash, it could very well as end with her spine being cut in half. If, though, Elysia managed to act and get out of the way, a slash of pure kinetic force would fly further as a short range projectile attack.

The next move, still gaining a speed boost from the artificial darkness, would be him performing multiple skillful assaults to the girl with his sword-arm, each slash aiming to harm her shoulders or legs. It was more than obvious that White was trying to make the girl unable for further movement. One of these strikes, which seemingly went for the girls left shoulder, suddenly became black, shadow-like, and the blade from nowhere appeared striking the girls right leg, while the boys arms didn't move a inch from the place it originally was.

Regarding defense, the young Vanguard fighter would realize that most of her energy attacks would be sucked up by the males skin, as they would be nothing more then simple flies. The reason for this, the males Hierro was fused with Reishi Drain, which made him able to absorb all energy attacks two and more minor tiers lower than him.

Without that, he still had the regular Hierro and, on top of that, Acid Skin, trait, gained from his Hollow side. The acid covering males arms was powerful enough to melt diamonds and so, if her gauntlets weren't more durable, they could probably sustain quite of damage, even if connecting with the Blind Rats flesh.

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