The Forbidden Art

The explosion had thrown Vonton onto his back, and the impact had cracked the mirror inside the amulet. Flames danced, and surrounded Vontons body. They tore at his skin, turning it from pale to charred black, his white hair caught the flame as well. Vonton lie there his eyes shut, the pain eating away at him as the potent smoke filled his lungs, with every deadly breath. Though the pain ate away at him, and this was surely a most painful way to die he had a smile of his face. The after life, Merdeth, his parents, his people, June. They would all be returned to him in the after life. Merdeth his first love, he`d finally get to tell her he loved her and kiss her one last time. His parents he`d be able to hug them discuss tales of battle with his father, talk to his mother as the moon sets, sing old family songs with them, and most of all just to hear his fathers rough voice, and his mothers singsong voice. His people, he would finally be able to apologize to them for failing them. June, oh June he`d be able to spend his eternal life with her, sure he loved Merdeth but June was a stronger kind of love. June was li he didn`t get to finish that thought as the last of the flames ate away at his body, the last of the smoke entered his lungs, and his heart stopped beating.


His body lie there a mangled scorched, burned, and broken carcass with the locket badly scorched and the mirror inside broken. On whats left of his face is a smile. A smile that came from his hopes and dreams. His hopes of dreams of the after life.

Asinoir saw the ball of electricity coming towards him. It was moving very quickly and he didn't have time to get out of the way. Asinoir extended his hand and manipulated it, making it fly harmlessly over his body. If one didn't know what he did, it would look like he had put up a barrier to deflect it.

He decided not to take a chance with electricity unless he was too close to Falks for him to react. If he could somehow stab Falks, he could send energy straight into his body and end this fight. Of course, Falks could have the same idea.

Then again, Asinoir was still cocky with his power and didn't see the need to pull out his sword yet.

Asinoir manipulated the air around him, his hair moving as if it had a mind of its own. He made a fist and grinned nonchalantly at Falks.

"How about we put the toys away and settle this with our fists?" He asked, "It would make things much more interesting."

Flexing his fingers, he waited for a reply.

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Kailyn nearly had a panic attack when she was transported to the Mana Spirit realm. She quickly realized that now was not the time to succumb to anxiety. And then Ret said something strange.

"Rule?" Kailyn asked with a bark of laughter, extending her wings and flying so that she was on the same level as Ret. Her blood sword was clutched tightly in her hand, "You want to rule using my last name?" She wasn't sure if she should feel flattered or disgusted, "Sorry, but I'm a taken woman!"

With that, Kailyn moved forward. She swung her sword down to hit Ret with a strike to her right shoulder.

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Vera squawked in protest, "They are not!" She denied, shaking her head furiously. She had been replaced one too many times! First her house, then Vexoz, then her presidency at the behemoth titties club? Oh hell no!

"You can't take my title away!" Vera exclaimed. Blinded by her upsetness, she swung her fist at the woman.

"Battle?" June repeated. "GRAVES!?!?" Without thinking, she quickly grabbed the man's arm. The burning village was a horrible sight. She could only imagine what kind of torture Vonton might be enduring. She had to get to the bottom of this for him!

"What the heck is going on?" She shouted, but already knew the answear to the question. They were being invaded, there were rumors of it. But June never thought it would actually happen! She tightened her grip on his arm and pulled him within range in case she had to use her dagger. "You're going to tell me what the heck is going on!!!"

She was clearly almost ready to cry over the strain of what had suddenly happened. Even as she could sense her necklace suddemly shattering and what it might mean, she refused to believe it.

Ret raised Frozen Light to parry the blow, "Your Last name? Try a new lie! You're not the wife of Asnioir Adonis! You're just a pathetic wench mewling behind her pack of thankless curs!"

She darted backwards before smirking, "Besides... I, here, have power greater than you can imagine!" She smirked, "Here I'm not bound by your world's pathic contraints on Magic..." With Frozen Light now floating in front of her.

"Ventus iratus!" She called as winds started to gather around the Mana Spirit. Razor sharp winds gathering into a tempest around her as she slowly floated towawrds Kailyn.

Drake dodged the attack, and bashed at Vexoz with his shield. He quickly jumped to the side, and slashed at his thigh, trying to get a strike in. He felt his arm weakening, and sighed. He began to use Zadric's powers to drain some energy from a nearby mage attacking a soldier, and quickly recovered.

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Robin bent backwards, away from the strike, and watched as it barely missed her. Though it missed, she felt the air rushing past her. She retreated a little ways, and drew one of her poison coated swords.

Robin flew towards the Redhead, and slashed at her face, missing by inches, but saw a single strand of Vera's hair fall.

"The title was never yours..." She stated, and crossed her arms under her breasts. This made them seem bigger, threatening to rip her tight black shirt.

The blonde gripped her sword tighter as she saw a single drop of green liquid drip from her blade to the ground below.

Vexoz took the shield hitting him, blocking it a little with his left arm. It distracted him a little, but he still managed to swing his sword around in time to stop Drake's blade. It was too soon for him to enter his stance.... "You've improved quite a bit since last time."

The warrior spun his blade around to knock Drake's blade upwards before taking a step forward and slashing sideways, directly at Drake's throat. He mainly expected Drake to try and block the attack, giving him a chance to overpower him. It was clear that Vexoz had no room to mess around this time.

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Meanwhile, Teaisha had taken care of a few warriors that were attacking her. She poked thier unconsious half-frozen bodies with her bare foot a few times to make sure they were out for a while. The Mana Spirit squatted down next to one of them with an ax and froze him to the ground a little more for good measure. That should hold them until this whole mess could be sorted out. Then, she turned around and ran off to find Vexoz in the middle of a fight. Teaisha stayed back, just barely hidden, with a little with a smile on her face.

"Kick his ass, love...."

It didn't take very long for the powerhouse duo to arrive at the scene of the detonated Basan. Azrael covered his nose and mouth to prevent extreme smoke inhalation. Vladimir wasn't affected, and noticed the charred body of Vonton not too far off. Azrael shifted into his 60% form just as a beam fell from a building. He raised an arm and broke it in two, coughing a bit. Vladimir smelled the body and stood back.

"He has the Mirror Walker's scent."

"Who?"

"It was a bit before I died. She was a cute girl, I only wonder what became of her." Azrael shifted back to 40% and looked around a bit.

"Damn...and this was only from a 60% charged detonation. Should we ignite the…"

"No no...that's our finale."

Drake leaned back, the blade barely missing his throat. He sliced at Vexoz's extended arm, and pushed his shield into his line of sight, hopefully making him think he was going for another bash, but his real goal was to cut off his view of his arm.

Vexoz pulled his arm back and got ready for the shield attack. "I take it back.... You've gotten sloppy." The warrior noticed Teaisha nearby several feet back. Not good! She can't fight someone with a Mana Flayer! It didn't seem like Drake noticed her, but he was still too close.

"I've got someone to protect as well!" He shouted, hoping Teaisha would take the hint and get away. Vexoz stabbed at Drake to get him to block, then rushed forward. Keeping his momentum, the warrior pushed against Drake's shield, forcing him backwards as much as he could, fueled by pure adrinaline.

If something would happen to Teaisha, Vexoz didn't know what he'd do........

Satchiyu pointed to the charred body of Vonton. "That is your husband, is it not? For three months it is believed that the a group of people have been plotting to destroy the Chosen village. It seems they have succeeded. Now if you will please let go of me." Satchiyu pulled his hand away and floated up next Azrael and Vladimir. "I'm sorry but I'm afraid I can not let you two run wild in this village anymore." He pulled a large dagger from inside his robe and tossed it at a Basan. The bird made a squawk and a massive gash appeared in it's side.
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Falks sheathed his sword and grinned. He spread his arms and flashed behind Asinoir. A poured electricity into his fist and launched a punch straight for Asinoir's face.

Vladimir unsheathed his katana, Azrael shifting into his 70% form and surrounding himself in all six wings. He whistled, and the Basan exploded with extreme force.

Instantaneously Satchiyu teleported to and back from his vault space, except now everything was coated in greasy grimy Basan guts. "Nice trick. Sacrifice one of youw to kill a pawn. That's never been done before. You're lucky I'm good mood today." He teleported again, this time from his space to behind Vladimir. "Boo." He exploded with the full force of ten tons of TNT.

Azrael was forced to go all 100% to survive the massive explosion. As Vladimir felt the heat he formed the legendary Yata Mirror to shield himself. The explosion left a massive crater in its place. Vladimir's shield disintegrated into dust as the smoke settled. Vladimir's body still received burns, although feeling no pain. Although he assumed the body to house the spirit he felt no pain. More or less his immunity to fire.

"Azrael! Are you alright?" He looked forward and saw a being huddled in six massive black wings, bioenergy crackling off its body. The wings opened to reveal Azrael's face half-faded into complete black. He saw Azrael's amber/gold eyes and sighed in relief as the Crusnik reverted into his 70% form.

"Yea, I'm alright." He noticed a Chosen warrior stumbling from the debris of a building.

"Oh my God, I'm alive!" Azrael formed a blood broadsword and threw it at the soldier, impaling and propelling his body into a rock slab, guts spilling out. A few more Chosen soldiers emerged, Vladimir turning to them. He summoned a single Ōmukade, a man-eating centipede. They screamed in terror as they were slaughtered.

Drake frowned. He had just been insulted by the man he respected so.

"If I have gotten sloppy... Then you can't be that far behind me." He said as he continued to push. Drake had the advantage in physical strength and both knew it. He pushed agains his shield further, and gained about 3 and a half feet of ground on Vexoz.

He drew from the surrounding mages once again, feeling his energy surge. He gave another push, and ended up pinning his opponent against a wall.

He simply stepped back, and stood in a fighting stance.

"I didn't expect such disrespect from you... I'm not going to attack your friend... I'd expect the same from you... Lets continue the fight... The better man wins... I'd like not to kill you, or get killed in the end..."

Azirak flew over the battle, looking down at the destruction below him.
Part of him was disgusted. But another part was impressed. He had seen the battles between the Kyren and the Undergangs of the city. Thousands upon thousands of bolts of lightning, lighting the city up like a firework. Beautiful, and deadly at the same time. These humans had managed the same, and he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of respect for them for that.

Spotting a familiar face, he landed, and couldn’t help laughing in the mayhem around him.
"Hey Tellas! How does it feel to serve a bunch of inbred lunatics?"

Tellas growled when Azirak approached him, "I do not serve the Chosen, only Vera." he said his axe glinting in the light, "If you've come to insult me then you'll only meet my axe."

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Marneila's attention was diverted whens he spotted a Mana Spirit watching a different fight, "Don't die Azirak. There's some prey who's not fighting... I'm going to deal with them!" She decided before beating her wings a bit to get some height and grabbing a pair of arrows. Aiming at her before loosing the two arrows at her.

Azirak shrugged.
"You serve her?" he smirked. "is that because of the "added benefits" she might give you?"

"Don't... mock... her..." He said lowly as magic started gathering around him, "You're the second to wrongly claim that. I wouldn't do such a thing until she wants it, and she's not that loose." Tellas, needing to get his anger out on something, charged forward as a sphere of light srrounded him.

Azirak took a step to the side, raising his polearm.
"You havent? Seriously? Why no..." then he realised.

"You arent a eunuch are you?"

Tellas growled, "I... am going..." he paused as Anti-Tellas took over, "To kill you... and I'm going... to enjoy it!" He growled dashing forward again and swinging his axe in a wild and unpredictable way.

Azirak giggled as he almost danced out of the way.
"You know, i think she prefers that vexoz guy!"

"Vexoz abandoned her you coward!" he said as he unleashed the gathered magic, A beam of light shooting up before falling back down towards Azirak, "Now shut up and fight like a man."

Azirak laughed.
"Meh, he may have done that, but she will always have feelings for him...and you want me to fight like a man? Fine." he said, and slashed with his glaive, striking over and over.

Teaisha noticed a flying four armed creature just as it shot an arrow at her! She quickly formed an ice wall to protect herself. It didn't stop the arrow, but it did slow it down and deflect the aim. The Mana Spirit looked at Vexoz. This was her moment to show him what she could really do!

She formed a second ice wall and crouched down. Just in case the area around the first hole was weaker or something. "You're lucky you're not on land!" She shouted at the flying fish woman whatever it was. If she could just watch how much mana she used, it shouldn't be a problem.

Teaisha carefully formed a floating spike out of ice magic and waited for another shot. Just to make sure her aim was right.

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June just fell to her knees. The last thing she loved was gone.... The last thing in the world that she cared about was reduced to a half-molten corpse.... And yet, she didn't feel as much as she should've felt about it.

She genuinely cared about him, June wanted to cry or do something. She didn't even have anything to remember him by. But all she could do was look for some purpose. Some kind of reason for this to happen.

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Vexoz readied his blade. Something was wrong here, he knew he was stronger than this guy.... He had even started to push Drake back before this. His eye fell on the Mana Flayer. It's been draining him, surrounding mages, and the barrier this entire time! It would be an uphill battle against Drake's weapon... but one he would fight.

"Have I ever told you about my fighting style?" Undernieth his faceplate, Vexoz grinned slightly. "I usually rush at them in a steady balance between instinctive rage and calmed control. If I hold back at all, it simply doesn't work." He held his blade with one hand and pointed it at Drake. It felt quite a bit heavier than normal.

"Some people would call using primal rage in battle brutish. Even stupid and dangerous against a calmer foe. But it just works. That is why I'm still alive after so many years of bloodshead!" A deeper menace filled the warrior's voice. "I'll use everything I can to protect what's worth protecting. Reguardless of wether it's right or wrong.... Reguardless of who stands in my way."

"Do you understand what I'm talking about, Drake?" He slashed at the air and grabbed the sword with both hands. "That is the meaning of true honor!!! And it is something I'll take to my grave!" Vexoz got ready to channel any magic he had left into his strikes. His body glowed yellow as the light enhanced his skills.

"I'll Crush you!!!" Suddenly, the warrior started swinging wildly at Drake, knowing that every one of his strikes could potentially break un-armoured bones through sheer force!

Vladimir stood with his arms crossed over his chest while Azrael sat crouched on a rock slab. The former noticed a smell that made him turn into the direction of Azrael.

"Hey, who's that?" Azrael pointed at June kneeling over a body. Vladimir was surprised, and the two approached her.

"June?"