Zavion looked up at Dane as he readied an enormous attack. There wasn't really much they could do in the way of evasion. They would have been dead then and there were it not for a barrier his sister had conjured. While it was a far sight off of blocking it completely, it made it so they could survive the hit. Even still, the explosion blew him off his feet. As he collided with the ground, he looked around. Freya was spent, Ghost had defeated his opponent, but was now cornered. Lexcifur was dazed and confused, Xero was too injured to fight further. They were losing this fight. He could turn it around but... Dammit! Why was he such a coward? It was pathetic. He couldn't do anything by himself. He'd been hiding behind his mother his whole life. He'd tried to fight, to stand on his own, but there he was, laying on the ground defeated. The only thing he could do now to avoid the death of him and everyone he cared about was hide behind the power that wasn't even his. He slammed his fist into the rock. Dammit! Why couldn't he do anything by himself? Hell, he wouldn't have even gotten the chance to do it if Freya hadn't stepped in. He looked once again to Freya...If he didn't do something, she'd die. Her, his mother, Lexcifur, they'd all die. Unsteadily, Zavion rose to his feet. "Lexcifur...Take Freya. Get her out of here. I'll deal with Dane. I'll deal with all of them." His breath was heavy, but he walked forward toward Dane. With every step, he cursed his weakness. His utter helplessness without the presence of his mother. He hated it, he despised the fact, but he knew it had to be done. "Chaos, face of the end, i call to you. Through me, unleash Pandemonium." In Lexcifur's mind, a smooth voice called out to him. "He'll die, you know. If you run, then they'll kill him. You've seen Dane's strength. The two of you together were nothing against him. There are only two forces alive that have the power to stop him. The Goddess, and myself. You've seen how much help she's given you in the fight. So, that leaves you only a single option to win your fight." Rienzel swore under his breath as the girl pushed Stratos away from his attack. Had it been just the two of them, he'd surely have won. However, she'd been enhancing him since the very start of the fight, and seemed to give him one last surge of power. The pace at which Stratos now moved was far beyond what he'd displayed before. For a moment he could have sworn his hair was pink and he'd gone into behemoth force. Shaking the thought from his head, he tried follow Stratos' movements. When stagnant orbs of wind appeared one after another, he knew what was about to happen. He didn't have enough energy left to become intangible for the attack, and there was no way he could deflect all of them. He'd lost. After a moment, the wind hit him. The force of the air crushed down onto him from all sides, and he cried out in pain. Falling to his knees, he knew he was defeated. "Jose...phine..." Was all he could get out before he fell unconscious onto the ground.
On this note, it might actually be better to wait on choosing your magics. There will likely be a different healing specialization, and nearly all of the skills will work differently than you see them now.
Quinn glared at Erigor, then looked to each of the newer guild members. He hadn't seen any of them except for Alessia fight, and that hadn't been much of a fight. He'd basically beaten the guy before he had time to blink. This would be far more arduous of a battle. He'd keep an eye on them during the fight, and see how they held up against a strong dark wizard. "Machina Soul: Invincible!" Changing into his bulkier invincible form, he was a walking fortress. Even Erigor would have a hard time breaking through his guard. Following it up, his fist extended into a large iron pole, which he thrust forward into his gut. Quinn transformed into Invincible and used Iron Dragon's club. "Well, we're already headed down this path, why don't we keep goin'?" Beucette suggest, implying they see the hallway under the cubby hole.
Ra let out an exasperated sigh. Why was it that on these missions in which they were escorted by a more veteran member of the guild, some incredibly stupid foe arose, disabled said member, and then they were left to fight it? First it had been a random giant mouse that had stuffed Dale into the folds of its cleavage, and now a sheep that he had a feeling was accompanied by a very stupid name and demanded to be praised? Nevertheless, it still had to be defeated. There was a look of blood in its eyes. It had killed many before, he could tell. "Let us show this beast the power of true kings." Ra swiped his staff, cloaking his body in fire, then rushed toward the sheep king.
Ezekiel sighed. There wasn't much he could do at this point. She wasn't going to let him leave. "Alright Fae. If you don't want to risk it, i'll stay here for the moment." Though, that was hardly the end of it. He knew he could handle it by himself, but he would do it while she slept, late tonight. He looked up at her. "I'm afraid i'm a bit tired from my time in the desert. Would you be able to show my to my bedroom?" If she thought he had amnesia, then it wouldn't be too odd of a question to ask. He'd tell her who he really was eventually, but for now he would keep up the guise of being Fiyero. He'd rest for now, and later tonight, he'd sneak out and search for the missing residents of the castle.
Ezekiel remained quiet for a moment. The nanny suggested that, under the guise of Fiyero, he could order the troops into battle, and mount a rescue operation. Could he ask them to risk their lives on his account? He wanted to help Fae, but there would surely be casualties if a battle broke out. Before, he would have done it without hesitation. Before, he was ruthless. No, he wouldn't be that man anymore. Ra had helped him down the right path, he would stay true to it. He looked up at Fae. "We don't need the troops. I'll go alone. All i need is information on where they are. " He announced. He'd likely get an odd look from Fae, as though he were insane. Perhaps he was, but he wouldn't risk the lives of strangers to repay his debt. Besides, there was no guarantee they'd even believe he was Fiyero. "If they're still alive, I'll bring them here." Beucette followed behind Lucia after being cut out of a Manticore. The thing dropped some good loot. It was a shame she didn't get it. As they regrouped with the others, she heard Lucia say that they should look for the monsters, and take their treasure. "Yeah. I'm with her. Ya know, if we wanted to know the right path to take all the treasure we can, someone could use their question from the Oracle to take us along the proper path, right by all the treasure and to the end. 'course, that'd mean usin' yer only question on that. We'd probably be able to do the same thing without it, it'd just be more of an ordeal. I already used mine, so it's up to anyone who's got theirs left to decide it."
The entire inhabitants of the castle had been...kidnapped? Ezekiel was visibly surprised by this. "Where have they gone? Can we go after them? Do you think they're still alive?" He asked, but the old woman hadn't finished her story yet. She told of the resistance that each of them had put up, but in the end they all failed and were captured. He was silent for a moment, thinking it over. Evidently, they seemed to think Fae could rescue this royal family of theirs. Though, they didn't have much to go on. "Well? Is the trust misplaced? Do you intend on going after them?" Ezekiel questioned. He'd leave it up to her whether or not they wanted to pursue. For all they knew, they could already be dead by the time they got there. Though, she'd saved his life. If she wanted to try and rescue them, he'd do everything in his power to help her. Perhaps then, his debt to the woman would be repaid. He was confident that, should they have to fight their captors, that he'd be able to handle most of them. He wasn't Ascended anymore, but he was still a powerful wizard. Alright, so, turns out they picked the right path. Well, not the right path, but it was the path to the right, and the path she wanted because there was a monster there and...you know what there was a monster and they got experience so strike raid.
Beucette looked to one side as Malkira walked off, going left. Meanwhile Mizuki trailed off to the right. "Uh, i dunno about all y'all, but i don't think splittin' up is a very good idea. I mean, it IS a maze in an ancient ruin, and one of the ways has gotta be wrong. I know that we can like track each other and everything, but still. Wrong turns usually lead to like...pits to hell or somethin'. God knows why they're in here. No wait that's the desert...Probably giant axe blades or spike walls or somethin' like that. But you know what Black X means trouble, Trouble means things to kill, the oracle said that i need to kill **** to upgrade my sword." So, she turned right and ran after the two, putting her arms around their shoulders. "Heeeey~" Now, one of them was probably considering killing her. The other probably wasn't. Yet, anyway.
Ezekiel was a bit disappointed that she didn't know anything about Fiyero. He sighed, and listened to her explain what she knew. Evidently, she'd been grieving for some time. This woman had been caretaker to her sister, Nessa, who hadn't been able to walk. Whether it was due to an injury, or she was simply very young wasn't specified. He sat in silence for a moment, before remembering when they'd first arrived. "When we came to you, you seemed afraid of something. You had the door barricaded. Is there some kind of danger here? I may be able to help you, especially given that Fae saved my life." He offered. If there was something he could do to help them, then perhaps he could repay the debt he owed her
Ezekiel entered the room along with Fae. Immediately, she asked who he was, and Fae introduced him as Fiyero. Fiyero? Ezekiel looked curiously at her, though said nothing for the moment. He simply watched the interaction between the two. It wasn't long after that Fae had been sent away, to fetch some water and the old woman turned to him. "Someone who's traveled far as you... all the way from earthland oh boy, needs some pills for sure." He considered taking the pills, but decided against it. There was nothing overly wrong with him at the moment. Nothing rest wouldn't fix, at least. He shook his head. "It would seem she's mistaken me for someone else...That would explain her reaction when we first met. Tell me, who is Fiyero? It must be someone important to her."
He hadn't exactly noticed it before, given his condition, but the woman who had helped him was carrying a flying broom. It wasn't uncommon to see magical items, though this was a bit of an oddity. He mounted the broom with her. He held onto the girl lightly as they flew, to prevent falling from it. It wasn't long before they approached a castle. She began to speak, but cut herself off, before stating the name of the area. Kiamo Ko. He looked at her curiously, but decided not to press the issue. He followed behind her, through the orchard without saying much as she pulled him along. After they'd gone a ways up the tower, she stopped at a room, and rattled the doorknob. Something was odd about this. The old woman had evidently locked herself inside the room. From the sounds of things, even barricaded the door. What was she so afraid of to go to such lengths to prevent entry? He noted that the woman he'd been saved by was named Fae. It would be good to be able to refer to her, though now was hardly the time for introductions. "What's she talking about? Being murdered in their beds? Is there some kind of danger here?"
Alrighty, so, they met this fish centuar horse thingamabobby. It was all like "yo dawg. I got some riddles for you. If you can answer them right, then y'all good to go. But if not, then the room will start flooding" So first up, it was all like "something something stars something. moon. yes." Anyway sabernotsabershieldperson solved it. Then it was like...you know what you read all this ****. it turned out that they had to be humble. Beucette was nervously sweating. Being humble wasn't exactly her strong suit. Her sword was named ego for chirst's sake. So, she'd just uh...let them handle this one. Although she totally knew all the answers right from the getgo. even before he asked the question. she was that good.
Quinn raced through the air, when they finally came across Erigor. He knocked Cassandra to the ground, causing her to drop Caleb. Lowering down, he dropped Jack and Ander on the ground. They might have to roll to stick the landing, but they shouldn't be hurt by it. He'd done his job and gotten them there. Now, they had to handle themselves. There would be no way he could do this if he had to carry them throughout the entirety of the fight (literally, at least. He'd be doing it figuratively for sure). He raced toward Erigor as fast as he could, without those two to weigh him down. It would take about a second for him to close the distance between himself and the dark wizard. He expected the wind to blow him away, just like it did with Cassandra, but he would make it a bit harder. Right before the collision with the wind that would have knocked him aside, he shifted into his Invincible form, using the force to crash into Erigor and hopefully drag him to the ground.
Alright, dumping all of Aias' points into Erza defense, Upgrading my gangsta chain, Buying 3 Gaia bangles(and putting them on), putting on my piece of clay and my brick.
Quinn glared at Ander. He was sitting there, talking about Dark Guilds like he was the only one to ever have seen one. "Ander, do me a favor and shut the fuck up about dark guilds. I'm bringing you into battle and i'd rather you don't have a broken jaw for the fight, so stop talking before i decide that it's worth it." That kid was pissing him off with his know-it-all self-righteous attitude. He didn't know anything about them. Quinn had defeated guilds just like this one before...He just prayed he didn't have to do it again. A pang of guilt struck his heart, but he didn't change his expression. There was no time to worry about the past. Just like then, there was no time to worry about the future. All that matters is the present. "Machina Soul: Highwind." Quinn grabbed onto Jack and Ander, holding one under each arm. "Keep your jaw tight and don't move your tongue, or you're likely to bite it off." With that, he took off from the ground, accelerating as quickly as he could. [DOUBLEPOST=1438651166][/DOUBLEPOST] Ezekiel watched as the woman shook and asked if they left him here to die. She'd apparently met them. That would support his theory that she was banished here, the same as him. He looked at her as she began to cry, and the tears seared her face. Did she have some weakness to water? "Please, stop." He stood, and offered his hand to the woman."The first thing we should do is get out of this desert. Please, lead me to this place."
Ezekiel was somewhat surprised as the woman put her hands on his face, brushing his hair away. She'd just saved his life, so he didn't say anything about it. He just let her do as she pleased. Then, she said something about her going home. To his home. Did she mean Sian? No. Why would she be here if she were going to a country on earthland? He decided not to press the matter as she proceeded to ask him a fair few other questions. "I was banished to this desert as a punishment. I declared war on a Wizard's Guild called Sapphire Eclipse. They ended up winning the war. I was stripped of most of my power, and banished here as punishment." As he told the story, there was no sense of bitterness in his voice. He was simply recounting the tale as a matter of fact. He'd been banished for a crime, and he was serving his punishment. It was a simple truth. He didn't begrudge them for it.
Ezekiel lay in the desert sand, the heat of the sun beating down on him. He'd used far too much magic energy. The magic he'd used in the fight with the creature...It wasn't something humans were meant to use. It had been the spells available to him in his ascended form, yet at a fraction of their true power. Even still, they'd sapped nearly every ounce of magic in him. "So this is where i die...?" Ezekiel thought to himself in the blur of his consciousness. It had been a while since the fight, yet he remained unable to move. He'd gathered enough magic back to remain conscious, but he was dehydrated. His lips were cracked and dry. His skin felt like it was on fire from the heat of the sun. But, he heard a voice call out to him. "F-Fiyero." It said. He was dazed, but he could tell that it was the voice of a woman. The next thing he knew, he had been pulled closer to her. She was chanting. He recognized the language. He'd studied a multitude of tongues. He couldn't make a direct translation. He wasn't that fluent, but he could make out a few words. One of which being "water". It was an incantation. His eyes slid open and he looked up at the green skinned woman. Though it was odd, she was still fairly pretty. Next to the two of them appeared a pool of water. Weakly, but hurriedly, he reached in and cupped his hands to scoop up some of the water. Bringing it to his lips, he quickly drank it. He did this repeatedly for several minutes. By the end of it, he was a fair bit healthier than when she'd arrived. "Thank you. I don't know who you are, but you saved my life. Might I ask what you're doing in this desert?" He said, introducing himself to her. It wasn't impossible that she was another banished by Evanora to this wasteland. If that were the case, he was curious as to her crime.
That is all. If you understand this, you know what to do.
Xindai is clearly best antagonist
Beuce followed after Goofy and his son, chasing the heartless until they came to a hooded figure. He began to chew out the heartless for not doing its job properly, a pretty clear indication that he was the one letting the things loose. Beuce summoned his keyblade for the likely event they'd have to fight this guy. He taunted them, before summoning a rather peculiar keyblade. It looked dark, but incomplete. If he had a keyblade and was looking for the book, along with Mickey, then there was a good chance he was with the apprentices. There was nothing to say that the ones they'd encountered were the only ones that existed. A bead of sweat dropped down the back of Beuce's neck. If he were a strong as Nequa, they didn't stand a ghost of a chance. (Hah!...Why is that funny?) Then Karina tried to seduce him. This had to be the stupidest plan he'd ev-...Scratch that, not even close. Well, there was a pretty good chance that they couldn't beat him in a fight. If Karina wanted to try and get with him for information, then awesome. Granted the likelihood of him falling for it was next to none, but whatever. Go Karina! Embrace your inner slut!
