"Dhar'khania..." He whispered, sliding to the other side. His leather armour begins to mend, hiding his snow white skin. "And to tell the truth... You're the first..." He whispered, his burnt cloak turning into ashes. The flames did not touch Sessamaru's flesh or hair. The green-eyed albino stared deeply into Drake's very core, the runes under his obsidian lids glowing faintly, ominous. "This One is the Aeromancer of Dhar'khania, hier to the Dead Throne..." The sakabatou was now replaced by an ominous shamshir, its obsidian-adamantite blade glowing with a purple aura. Shadowbane purred in his hand, a pulse striking the air. The sentient blade was pleased. "Now come!"
A chuckle escaped Sessamaru's masked lips. "True... You're practically invincible in a corporeal form, stuck between the Material Plane and the Plane of Fire..." he explained, releasing his vast knowledge, leading into multiple steps. "But..." A wind aura appeared, surrounding Sessamaru like a whirlwind. Blades of wind attacked the flames, destroying the elementals. "If another element interacts with a certain plane, then the result happens to the other, showing the connection between all Planes." A series of windblades attacked Drake. "All in all... This One holds every advantage..." He concluded, his cloak and leather armour burning, shadow tendrils trying to cover the flesh of the Forgotten, but being banished by Drake's corporeal form.
Sessamaru, reflexes and senses honed greatly for battle, quickly spun around in his crouched formed, punching away into Drake's stomach with the pommels of Sakura and Lumia. Finished with his volley, he smacked both dull blades across Drake's throat, closing the wind pipe temporarily. Sessamaru sweeped under Drake's legs, then jumping back. He stood there. "Never hesitate..." He whispered, his voice altered. Sessamaru saw the flaw of Drake's movements and tactics. If he teleported behind Sessamaru, he should've swung the claymore horizontally, giving Sessamaru more of a burden. He would have to dodge. But hesitating to attack vertically, ended up giving Sessamaru and his quick reflexes the greater advantage. He stood, waiting. "Your move..."
Vallyn, instantly, appeared in front of Ixion, already taking back his shamshir. "Unfortunately, you allowed yourself to be delayed with that grievous wound... A pity." He whispered, shadowstuff poking out of the pores of his body. The drow glared at him with cold amber eyes. "Give up?" He asked, brandishing the shamshir in his hand.
As the fire rushed towards Sessamaru, the snow white warrior set into action. Blades dancing about as he charged, his movements forever graceful, wind began to abruptly blow out the flames, while invisible blades set towards Drake. Sessamaru stopped instantly, the flames already dispearcing. "Come..." he reiterated coldly.
"Even if This One told you, you would only laugh and scorn His existence..." Sessamaru lamented, his memories flashing before him. He shook his head. Lumia, the crystal shamshir, began to glow with an emerald fog, the light radiating Sessamaru and his pink glowing sakabatou. "Come..." he whispered, holding his form.
Ooc: lol, dunno :P Sessamaru, too, snapped his fingers, the rune on his hand, hidden by his glove, allowed a portal of orange, yellow, and black to form. He walked into it, appearing in the courtyard. He drew his crystal shamshir, awaiting for the corporeal flame to take form.
"That is none of your concern. You have what This One desires... This One expects His due," Sessamaru outstretched his palm. A ghastly series of green and black tendrils began to surround Sessamaru's arm, becoming vapours as it reached his wrist. "Now, give This One the Orb and you can Live. If Not..." He eyed the shamshir on his right hip. The blade began to shake and stir, moaning. "She has not been fed in some time..." He lamented.
Appearing atop a tree, his balance constantly shifting with great stability,Vallyn fell into deep thought. He could've killed her, he could've stayed and dispatch the other fighter... But why did he leave? Was he feeling remorse? Vallyn shook the questions away with a wave of his hand. He shadowstepped. Appearing at the base of the tree, the drow walked farther into the forest.
Vallyn watched her scorched body fall to the ground, a dagger in each shoulder. He frowned. A shadow tendril felt her neck, feeling a faint pulse. "Lucky..." He whispered, walking away. She was unconscious. Not even a god would've recovered from that kind of blow. But it could've killed any other mortal... Vallyn closed his eyes, the darkness wrapping around him like a cloak. He disappeared soon after.
"Who know... This One is at a loss, Himself." He replied, his voice lighthearted, full of innocence.
((Here it is ^^)) The beam broke apart, streams of deadly magical missiles swirled around the angel, locking her into a glowing blue sphere. Vapours of darkness swirled outside it. The light was blinding. The drow threw two daggers into the sphere. If the daggers missed, it wouldn't matter, for the streams, broken from their perfectly woven orb, would collapse as deadly needles that clog the pours. Vallyn watched the event.
The globe shattered into black and gray mist as a large blue and black beam shot through the air, the sky darkening. Its aim true, the beam shot towards Rei. ((Oh, this is my favourite part!))
Sessamaru turned and smiled "That we are," and with that, he climbed his way up. Climb... Not really, more like walked! Sessamaru was a strange sight to behold.
When Vallyn spoke, his words were distant, echoing in the darkness. "Then you shall die, young one," the drow did not drop his guard, even if he held every advantage. The eyes of the drow and the eyes of a shade only enhanced his vision. Vallyn Desp'Ana did not waste any time murmuring a spell.
The globe shattered all together, as a new globe of darkness formed. But this one, he can see through. The faerie just made her stand out in his darkness. Shamshirs ready, he swung one, knocking her square in the jaw, the second one, the shamshir that felt cold, was plunged into the angel's side. Relieving the shamshir from the angel's side, he watched her body, still enflamed in the harmless purple fire, slide out of his darkness.
((You suck at harrassing then o.o I was just bored, so I posted)) Sessamaru walked forward, towards the volcano. He attempted to climb it.
As she rushed past him, he quickly outlined her with faerie fire, the harmless purple flames surrounding Rei. He awaited the next attack, crouching lower. Reflexes honed, mind cleared, he await the next attack, slowly dissipating the globe of darkness. It was unnoticable at the moment.
((Just being blunt now... I am almost brain dead)) They approached the heart of the Demon Half, the large volcanic landmark shook the ground beneath their feet. "Obsidius..." he whispered, seeing chunks of obsidian flying out of the volcanoes top. It harmless toppled to the side.
The drow sidestepped the angel, now ignoring Ty. Tendrils of darkness danced about, pouring out of his pours (lol, good use of words there!). The drow summoned a globe of impenetrable darkness, blinding them both. He crouched low, closing his eyes in the darkness. He focused all of his senses to his hearing and reflexes.
