Illyria - Illyria Finale - Final Boss Round 1
[Toggle Names]Description: The ultimate opponent that stands between the expedition and the valley is Mab's trump card: Kulshedra! Regenerating at an alarming rate, the multi-headed dragon draws in the power of all four into itself. Both the Sacred Order and the NOL must work together to take down this dragon, before she brings a dark age into Europe once again.
[KULSHEDRA]
The darkness of Castle Illyria is still throughout.
Castle Illyria represents the seat of power amongst Illyria, where the ancient line of kings ruled over their lands. Perched within the Illyria valley in the Albanian Alps, the castle bears a strange blend of classic medieval architecture and almost ancient Macedonian and Greek influences, all with modernized nuances running through it. Endless white marble spires and vaulted arches intersect throughout the castle grounds, giving a strangely gothic style to it despite the brightly designed masonry. The entrance to the castle bears a sturdy gatehouse leading to a narrow, over-vaulted corridor of the entrance.
The ramparts of the castle share this blend of styles. Electric lamps illuminate the parapets, enhanced with magical energy. Many carry a checkerboard pattern upon the floor, bringing alternating black and white tiles. Vines and greenery overgrow on the parapets and in decorative pots, giving a kind of floral life to the walls.
Unusually for what is normally defensive fortifications, there are great marble fountains decorating on high. The ramparts cross not only on the exterior walls, but over the courtyard and gardens of the castle complex, intertwining with the tall towers that pepper the castle grounds. The pathways are reasonably wide, big enough for two vehicles to drive up and down across without pushing each other on the sides.
The courtyard, as it would be, consists of only a fountain. The forces of the NOL and Sacred Order had broken through the walls; all that was left was securing the castle of it's countless magical wards, and straggling soldiers. The war was all but won. Illyria would finally be purged of it's invaders. Already, the sentries finishing their securing of the ramparts, the portion controlled by the joint expedition.
These are the men and women who first see the shadow.
The moonlight darkens, as a crimson light over takes it. Heat, incredible heat builds upon the courtyard, as fissures crack upon the stone tile. Sentries retreat, report, as a shadow casts upon the courtyard. The figure is massive, nearly taking up the full of the courtyard. It's form shifts in the shadows; one moment it is a hulking, stocking quadruped, the next it is a slithering serpentine creature. For brief moments, it even looks like an alluring, if horned, woman in the crimson light. Whispers run through the castle, murmurs at first.
And then she speaks the first time.
"The offerings are complete, my essence pulls. The Queen of Winter Calls, and rouses me from my endless rest. The time for death is upon the world of men."
"Come, the flames, give me my bones, the inexhaustible fire to drive me within!"
The spirit of flames surge above and below, drawing out from the lone sorceress within the castle. So empowered by the shell of the witch, stolen from the goddess of death, guarded within her. From below, tendrils of flames envelope from the fissure, pouring into the shape of the shadow, like a cast of a forge. Bones of magma and pure fire shift and shape, taking up the structure of an immense dragon. Ending with the skull, wreathed in flames, the entire castle is illuminated, as the alarm is raised.
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Kulshedra empowers with the spirit of Fire!
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And the Dragon speaks a second time.
"Let the waters fill my blood, to swirl on my bones, to cool the flames upon my bones! Give me the devour waters, to drown my enemies!"
There is only silence.
There is a rumbling, as the bones nearly crack, the dragon pounding it's burning feet upon the earth.
"COME."
"WATER!"
Steam hisses from the earth, as the faintest of water seeps up on the dragon. Slowly, too slowly, it pours over the body of the dragon. And yet, too slow. Nearly desperately, the dragon calls out again, it's shrill voice piercing the sky, as the water turns blood red, wrapping over it's form.
"Let the pestilent wind cover me, infusing me with the miasmic air! Give me flesh upon my bones and blood!"
There is a howl as the winds tear over the castle, the gale howling force. For a moment, there is the image of the half-dragon, half-human, as tatters of a Sacred Order uniform scatters in the air. It is joined by a choking smoke, and the low drone of locusts. The insectile hore spears over the oozing, wet flesh of the dragon, like flies on the dead. Squirming. Writhing. Forming. An infinity of crawling insects and toxic mist oozes from the nearly complete form of the dragon.
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra has joined the fight here as a boss!
KULSHEDRA
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COMBATSYS: Kulshedra empowers with the spirit of Water and Air!
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And she speaks for the fourth time.
"Now let the earth crack to bring me my scales, my armor against the humans."
And now, the very earth rises as pillars, great waves of earth oozing up. Smashing against it's form, the crystalline, radiant sheen manifests, as the impenetrable hide of the dragon is forged. The dragon is completed, in the heart of the castle, as it fully forms, the energy of the aspects finally, and fully, channeled.
Enormous sapphire eyes sit wickedly within the creature's rounded, long skull, which gives the creature a considerate looking appearance. Several horns sit atop its head, just above its long, curved ears. A row of crystal growths runs down the sides of each of its jaw lines.Its nose is large and has two small, curved nostrils and there are tendrils on its chin. A few large teeth poke out from the side of its mouth and show a glimpse of the terror hiding inside. A thick neck runs down from its head and into a massive body. The top is covered in radiant skin and a row of tendrils runs down its spine. Its bottom is covered in thick scales and is colored much darker than the rest of its body. Four slender limbs carry its body and allow the creature to stand proud and illustrious. Each limb has 3 digits, each of which end in thorny talons seemingly made of bone. Slender wings grow starting from just below its shoulders and end at its hips. The wings are curved, the inside is almost entirely see-through, especially when viewed from a distance and each bone structures ends in a curved, yet blunt tip.Its wide tail ends in a sharp tip and is covered in the same radiant skin as its body.
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra empowers with the spirit of Earth!
KULSHEDRA
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And she speaks, totally formed.
"I have brought the pestilence of a thousand plagues upon them. "
%"I have brought endless famine, their food becoming ash as I hollow them within."
"I have brought endless war amongst their ranks, destroying them. "
"Always, I have brought death, death, endless death upon them. "
"I feed only on despair and desolation of them."
"I wait to sleep to be called upon again."
"I dream for the annihilation of these humans once again."
"And I have awaken."
"Come, oh humans, and offer yourself before me, and pray for the swift death that I will promise you, if you so willingly sacrifice yourself."
"I am Kulshedra."
"The end of mankind is nigh."
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra is ready for battle!!!
KULSHEDRA
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[NAOTO]
After his run-in with Iron Tager, the man known as Naoto Kurogane decided to stay in Illyria... against, on some level, his better judgment. None of his explorations of the conflict have given him any clue as to the identity of the creatively-titled 'Hades Izanami', and while Naoto's discussion with Sector Seven's Red Devil was amiable, it was also unexpected... and could have gone a very different way. Thus, Naoto now had pretty good reasons to stay out of the way of the increasingly overt conflict between the NOL and the Sacred Order.
Which was fine with him. Back 'home,' Naoto's job was fighting supernatural beasties that normal people couldn't handle. Against the sort of rank and file fae and beasts that continued to hound the common folks of the Albanian Alps, a single Naoto was usually more than enough. And while he didn't do it with thought of reward, the places to sleep and food to eat given as thanks weren't exactly unwelcome either. It's not like he's rolling in dough and the middle of a supernatural conflict of a global scale is not exactly the best time to look for a four-star hotel.
But somehow, today, it all went to shit. The monsters didn't suddenly get worse, they just became... very erratic. At least before now there were patterns. Now? Now they just seem feral, and Naoto had a hell of a time fighting them off the tiny dairy farm of a couple that had put him up for the night the day before. Plus... the air felt wrong, to the dimensionally-displaced brawler. No, it felt Wrong. It justified the capital letter.
So he told the farmers to barricade themselves in their barn and he followed his instincts, which led him... here.
By the time Naoto makes it to the battlements of Castle Illyria, two things have happened. One, the conflict has gotten neatly out of hand while simultaneously being almost over. Two, night has fallen. But this just makes the sudden, pyrotechnic appearance of an actual freakin' dragon in the main courtyard all the more noticeable... though presumably anyone with a sensitivity to chi that isn't deadened to eternal dullness knows it already.
Naoto's up on the ramparts when it happens, watching the transformation -- the realtime creation of a mythic beast's body -- with a sort of fascinated horror. And after it's done, all he can think of to say is: "...well that's a big freakin' problem."
Jumping down off the battlements and into the courtyard, Naoto stares at Kulshedra, taking her form in with the Eye of the Hunter, which tells him nothing he doesn't already know just using his normal five senses: she's a massive conglomeration of power, being fueled from what feels like everywhere. Hurting her in a meaningful way's gonna be hard; 'killing' her might be impossible.
And yet, he cracks his knuckles, looking at the dragon with an anticipatory expression.
"Welp. This is gonna suck, but you gotta do what you gotta do... so bring it, Godzilla."
[RENKA]
"Join the NOL, they said," Private First Class Renka Kaneko murmurs. "See the world..."
The fox-eared NOL soldier almost missed the deployment to the castle, distracted by an off the books investigation of her own.
"I will say I wasn't too impressed at first - just a bunch of tedious ditch digging and dusty tomb exploration."
But that fighting was over now, the castle was held. While patrols were still securing the last sections, many had already started to rest, letting down their guard to catch their breath. Renka couldn't say she understood what this whole affair was all about. What the politics were, who was going to get what out of the whole ordeal...
"But you know, this is pretty much the most amazing building I've ever seen. Back when it was finished, I thought the castle in Hyougo was pretty much the most incredible thing humans would ever build, but this era is full of... oh, there I go dating myself again, haha."
She was just told who to fight and where, just like the rest of the low rank and file troops of the global para-military organization. Dressed in the blue and white uniform of a NOL foot soldier of no particular importance, she was seated on a wooden crate that was still mostly in tact in a room off to the side of one of the main corridors. A lamplight in the ceiling illuminates the room that looks like it might have been used for storage at one time.
"Anyway, it was really good to meet you. There's so many interesting people in the Sacred Order. Where did you say you were from? Do you ever get over to Japan?"
Behind her back, a pair of rust orange fox tails with white tips flick back and forth. A long polearm with an edged blade at its tip rests against her shoulder, already cleaned following whatever violence she ended up having to participate in as part of the final push.
"Oh, huh."
The young man in seated next to her on the box was blond, dressed in clothing so torn, bloody, and mud spattered it was hard to tell what color it used to be. Fortunately, the blood wasn't his. He had survived the battle without so much as a scratch. Now he sits, shoulder to shoulder with the Librarium trooper.
"I guess you're asleep."
Private Kaneko sighs softly, pulling her hand away from his bared forearm, faint wisps of rich deep blue energy pulled along with her fingers, clinging with an almost viscous tenacity before it finally fades to mist and vanishes. The darkstalker looks at the young man with a sympathetic look.
"Well, I understand. I don't blame you for wanting to take a nap after all you've been through."
Nudging the Sacred Order acolyte away from her shoulder, she slips to her feet, naginata in one hand, her other hand used to make sure the slumbering soldier is propped in such a way that he won't risk falling off the crate. Then, giving the sleeping man a friendly salute of solidarity, she turns to stride back out into the more open area of the castle... and right into a dragon's arrival.
She finds the source of the voice quickly - it's hard to miss the tide of elements answering the ancient creature's call - sliding to a stop in the courtyard, both hands gripping her long weapon tightly.
"The recruitment paperwork definitely never said anything about fighting dragons."
Good thing she had just fed, she supposes. Lips drawn back into a faint grin, nine deep azure orbs swirl out from behind her, forming half a ring behind and to her sides. Each a small ball of churning fire with wispy, almost invisible blue flames licking up from the orb. Casting a blue glow around the armed NOL soldier, she glances around for a moment seeking anyone with authority to make a decision about what she's supposed to do here. Of course, when in doubt, assume beating the enemy remains the standing de facto order of the day!
Besides, Naoto looks like someone who knows what he's doing, and he's definitely gearing up to fight the creature!
"Just got to keep it busy until the big guns get here." she tells herself, trying to bolster her own confidence in the face of something she knows full well she should NOT be antagonizing.
"...I really hope we're not the big guns."
[LOTUS]
Meanwhile, above all this on the castle wall, a burst of purple flame winks into existance. It lasts only a moment, then is gone again, but in it's place is left what may be the last person few who know of her want to see.
Black Lotus stands there, grinning madly down at the dragon that has materialized, pale yellow cat-like eyes wide with psychotic mirth as the wind blows her clothing dramaticly. Slowly, she draws a dagger, holding it in one hand and flipping and catching it by it's blade and handle in anticipation. Then she does something that could be seen as rather dumb.
She tries to get it's attention!
"HEY LIZARD LIPS! *I* HAVE DIBS ON SPREADING CHAOS IN THIS WORLD! GET OFF MY TURF!".
[KULSHEDRA]
The Brawler.
The Soldier.
And the Jester.
The three warriors approach the dragon, who twists and turns her neck, looking at each with a piercing, alien stare. Lips pursed, as shards of scales pour off her body, her body cracks under her twisting body. The mockery from a tiny insect, enough to let the locusts to stir under the craggy hide. The frightened beast woman, waiting for the first move. And the brawler, the scrappy unarmed fighter, standing before her. She even lowers her head, focusing on Naoto. ANd then, she snarls to the very bones.
"... Is that all?"
The growl comes with a gruff air, curt and to the point. Her blue eyes narrow, as she curtly reacts. "How bold." She seethes, her blue eyes glimmering in the moonlight. "Most humans won't even choose their death so freely." Her maw opens, as she -screams- a howling roar over the valley, shards of crystalized material shaking from her hide. "You won't even die like a hero, human!"
And the dragon strikes.
The great gait of the dragon sway side to side as she charges, like a giant lizard. Hurling at Naoto, she unleashes a fiercesome slash with her craggy claws, stomping towards Naoto to overrun him. A second swipe comes with the front claws, as the tail rends at the earth. The very earth rumbles, as the she lunges down with her massive jaws, attempting to seize up Naoto in her teeth. Should she get a grip? She would rake her claws twice more, before hurling him into the wall.
One by one, after all.
COMBATSYS: Renka has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Lotus has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Naoto has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Kulshedra successfully hits Naoto with Draconic Rending ES.
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[LOTUS]
As Kulshedra starts moving to attack Naoto, Lotus does what Lotus does best......
She LEAPS in to attack with completely reckless abandon from the top of the wall, dropping fast towards the draconic creature!
On 'landing', she attempts to stab her metallic clawed filigree on her fingertips into the beasts hide to slow and catch herself as she attempts to claw her way up the beasts side and towards more vital points! "Stupid elder creatures tryin to do my job for me...... why i outta......." the rest of her angry mutterings are lost in the cacophony of battle!
[NAOTO]
Going for the gusto right off the bat, huh.
Renka and Lotus appear on the scene, and Naoto feels like he should at least turn and acknowledge them, or SOMETHING, when Draco Nobilis decides she wants to get up close and personal in a very I'm-not-into-vore way. He might be an experienced monster fighter, but it's hard to NOT underestimate how fast such a huge creature can move. Kulshedra basically claws and then tosses the brawler like a ragdoll, Naoto slamming into the courtyard wall with a loud shattering of stone and a huge cloud of dust. That... looked pretty serious. A trail of blood dripped through the air in the path of his flight.
But...
Emerging from the dust cloud is Naoto... but slightly different. His brown hair is now white; his eyes, red. And despite the beating he just took, he doesn't appear to be dead, which is, you know, a bonus. He's even smiling a wolfish -- if strained -- grin.
Red mist flows around his body, twinkling with an inner crimson light. "Okay. Gotta get serious from word go, huh?" he says, rolling hs head on his neck. "Well..."
And then he's suddenly in motion, with his own deceptive turn of speed. Both hands come up over his head, and the red mist -- his own blood -- flows and coalesces into a gigantic rippling battle axe nearly double the size of its wielder, who hefts it like it was weightless. "WELL THAT'S FINE BY ME!" he roars, before driving in and attempting to deliver an axe blow to the dragon's body that she'll never forget, the point of impact cratering the earth with considerable force regardless of what it hits.
[RENKA]
As she begins to move in a clockwise manner around the ancient creature, the nine foxfire spheres conjured by the fox-tailed solider follow her movements. Sometimes they trail behind tightly, other times they linger, taking a while before surging to catch up, as if suddenly remembering that they're supposed to stay close.
Now and then she glances tower the corridors that open out into the courtyard. Of course, a few of them got here first, but there's got to be more coming, right? She can't cut and run - people are counting on her... but she won't help anyone by just committing suicide by dragon either, will she?
Tightening the grip on her weapon, her attention snaps back toward the angered beast, tall ears leaning forward as she readies herself just in case the dragon decides to end her first.
It doesn't.
The young man who taunted her early on has earned that honor.
Winding up, holding her breath, blue flame the color of her spheres courses into the long weapon. Emerald eyes widen a little as the dragon's initial assault for the young man proves even more vicious than she had imagined.
"Okay! Okay! You've got this!" she shouts encouragingly to Naoto. Or herself. It's hard to say. "You're going to be all right!" She has no idea if he's even going to survive the biting but she's no longer waiting to see how this fight breaks out.
Her left hand releases her naginata for a brief moment, drawing one of the spheres into her palm. Fingers clench, seeming to extinguish the small orb only for her weapon to flare brighter with blue, hot flickering flame.
And then she bursts into a sprint, charging the front leg of Kulshedra from the side. Her left hand will snap to the shaft of her polearm as she slides in, attempting to deliver a wide, scything cut to the back of the dragon's foreleg with her empowered weapon. Whether the mundane weapon itself can pierce the dragon's hide to have any effect at all is questionable, strong as the nimble darkstalker seems capable of swinging it, but the azure energy infusing the blade stands a far greater chance of making an impression and possibly even hamstringing the limb!
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra blocks Lotus' Catch the Prey.
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COMBATSYS: Naoto successfully hits Kulshedra with Grim of Phantom.
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COMBATSYS: Renka successfully hits Kulshedra with The Lonesome Road ES.
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[KULSHEDRA]
In the midst of her rending, she hardly notices the little insect on her back. And Lotus claws apart the armored shell. Tearing, ripping. Kulshedra is more interested in her plaything, her first offering on the heap of humanity. And yet, as she slams him against the wall, she finally shifts her attention briefly at the slicing thing on her flanks... until the dust clears. Staring at Naoto again, he snarls, streching her wings in the face of the red mist. Writhing, irritated at the picking LOtus. She was ready to snap at the oncoming Naoto...
And the shaft of Renka's polearm drives hard into her leg.
The dragon snarls in rage, as a great upswelling of energy builds up. In time, of course, for Naoto to unleash the axe blow hard into her hide. The scales shatter, as Lotus's pick pick picking finally makes some progress. The dragon hisses with rage, as she stumbles, limping with the slice to her leg, the wound crawling with the writhing insects.
And the stone hide cracks.
"... You think you have merely me to face?" The very foundation of the castle shudders, as she stands fast under it. "You think you can rend my hide without consequences?" The scales begin to crack, as a droning begins to build. The scales begins to bulge and break, stretching out from underneath.
And the shell explodes
Shards of stone explode around the dragon, as the earth and crystal scales explode through the castle grounds. Shrapnel and stone rip across, as the very rock boils up. Underneath, the crawling mass of locusts writhe, as she glares with her piercing blue eyes, as she draws in a heavy breath.
"You think it would be so easy!?"
COMBATSYS: Lotus blocks Kulshedra's Collapse Of Civilization ES.
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COMBATSYS: Naoto blocks Kulshedra's Collapse Of Civilization ES.
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COMBATSYS: Kulshedra knocks away Renka with Collapse Of Civilization ES.
- Power hit! -
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[LOTUS]
Eyeing the dragon upon which she holds on, Lotus notices the hide acting.... strangely.
With a leap, she backflips off the dragon, landing next to Naoto and not a moment too soon. The dragons shell explodes, sending rock, crystal, and other mineral componants in all directions! Lotus gets her arms up just in time, defending herself from the shrapnal!
When she lowers them, she is suprised. She doesn't FEEL any pain, though she felt impacts..... glancing at her arms, there is jagged bits of debris littering her arms, blood flowing freely and messily to dribble on the floor. Slooooooowly, the blood ceases, and the wounds begin healing, bits of rock falling out as the wounds close and push out the foreign objects in the process......
With a rabid grin, Lotus races in as the dragon recovers. Blurring around, she slashes and stabs at it's feet, it's underbelly, and anywhere else she can get at with her razor-sharp weapons! Any seemingly vital places are key targets for her. Something that big needs a LAAAAAAAAARGE bloodflow, after all!
[NAOTO]
This is a lot.
Despite all the yelling he just did, Naoto is not by nature a shouty screamy fighter. He's a brawler, yeah, but he's a brawler who learned his trade fighting vampires and... bug-controlling weirdoes and Valkenhayn that one time. You don't last very long in that line of work as the 'GUOOOOOH!' type. But there is something about this dragon that gets under Naoto's skin, for some reason. Well, and the fact that right now his companions are Renka 'Tails' Prower and... some lunatic who just decided to have what appears to be a drag queen claw fight with fake nails... means that this is probably gonna go south real fast.
Case in point: the dragon explodes.
The dragon roars defiance that she is not the only enemy, and Naoto stands his ground, the bloody axe in his hands losing some of its mass and cohesion, becoming something smaller and more compact: a spear. "Nah, probably not," he yells back, grinning, "but I'll cross that bridge when I get to it!"
As crystal and rock scales fly his way, Naoto does the only thing he can think of: he sets to work smashing as many of the massive cloud of projectiles coming his way as he can. And he does get a few... more than a few, really, of the biggest ones, that are knocked aside or outright pulverized by the spear. But this is like trying to stop a waterfall with an umbrella; he's steadily pushed back, feet gouging troughs in the ground of the courtyard, cuts and slashes and bruises appearing as the hailstorm of dragon scales pelts him. But at the end of it... well. He's still on his feet.
Somehow.
He spares a moment -- just a moment -- to look out at the other two who are fighting, wincing as they face the same assault, but he can't get distracted. The red mist around him continues to flow and shine, and he inclines his head at the dragon. "Just gonna tell you, Lizzy... makin' me bleed might not be the best plan." The aura of bloody power around him sharply expands, and he extends an arm -- his right, besleeved -- and opens his palm. "BLOODEDGE!"
The spear absorbs the red mist, grows, lengthens, and obtains a blade... a scythe, looking to make a grim harvest indeed of the dragon. Maybe she's too slow to get out of the way? But the white-haired, red-eyed blood wielder facing her now seems a lot different than the brown-haired Japanese boy who called her 'Godzilla'...
[RENKA]
Far from the largest monster in the dark, Renka Kaneko has learned that going for the legs of larger prey is often a vital way to make up for the differences in stature. If it draws attention from Naoto, the young man who is definitely taking one for the team might get a break. And if it wounds enough to slow her down, anyone else targeted by the gargantuan threat might have some hope of evading certain death.
Ripping her naginata free of the wound she inflicted, a fount of that azure foxfire trailing in its wake, the fleet footed soldier starts to dart back out off to the side. It seems a bad idea to stay under a dragon for any length of time, lest she just get stomped on outright.
Turning, she leans into a sprint, completely unaware of the horror being unleashed high above on the timeless beast's back. She can hear the building noise but nothing in her life long experiences helps her understand what it would even be. Instincts scream to get away and that's what she dedicates herself to.
All of civilization may not have collapsed just yet, but her world certainly does. The detonation reaches her ears in time for her to spring forward and whirl around, whipping a hundred and eight degrees to face the oncoming blast wave of weaponized stone and crystal. Her left hand sweeps through the air, a second foxfire sphere answering her call, spreading into a swath of fire behind the movement of her hand.
It's a candle to the ocean for all the good the defensive measure does. The small soldier is blasted away, torn off her feet, smashed against and through a stone wall and buried under a pile of rubble and shards, completely out of sight but for the seven foxfire spheres dancing lazily in the air over the darkstalker's very uncomfortable stone tomb.
Every instinct suggests that's right about where she should stay. It's not a planned hiding place, but as she moves slightly beneath the weight bearing down on her, she has to actively fight against the thought that it is a /viable/ one. As long as the castle doesn't spontaneously burn down.
Gritting her teeth, Renka claws her way half out of the rubble with a gasp. One of the remaining orbs - the largest in fact - draws nearer to her as she pauses to lie there for a moment, red blood seeping from several cuts and gashes on her face and forearms. Thin, diaphanous tendrils of the azure energy seems to drift between the hovering orb and the bleeding wounds on her skin. The effect is too minimal to be noticed as she resumes scrambling free with a growl, shoving aside broken stone blocks to finally get to her feet, but little by little, her injuries begin to seal as the volume of the orb gradually diminishes.
With no idea where her spear ended up in the cataclysmic attack, she reaches to the left side of her hip to draw an ornately handled blade from its sheath. It lacks the comforting reach of the spear, but its own heft in her hands at least beats trying to punch the dragon to death.
A quick glance around reveals the blurring form she identifies as being the curious clawed thing that joined in at the start.
The other guy - the one with the white hair and crimson hued energy shaped into a weapon confuses her for a moment, but she can't help but imagine help arrived by the time she climbed out.
"Better late than never, I suppose," she decides, certainly the last to the party following the eruption. Scraped and bleeding legs begin to pump as she leans into a sprint back toward the dragon, her swarm of foxfire spheres trailing behind. This might be all she can do - one last attempt to stay loyal to her own sense of duty!
A leap from afar has her gripping her sword with two hands, yet another sphere darting in to explode against the katana-like blade's surface. The nature of her attempted attack seems simple enough - an attempt to stab the sword into the flank of the beast and secure herself there before releasing the weapon's grip with her right hand and planting it against the incomprehensibly powerful creature's hide... and rip some of its very essence for herself!
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra blocks Lotus' Slice and Dice.
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COMBATSYS: Naoto successfully hits Kulshedra with Bloodedge.
- Power hit! -
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COMBATSYS: Kulshedra endures Renka's A War Without End ES.
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[KULSHEDRA]
The insectile presence of the dragon, infused by the miasmic air, was standing tall as the locusts crawl all over her.
Every movement shuddered, the very walls were tumbling. As Lotus goes to find the underbelly, for weaknesses, she could just barely see the signs of the lifeblood under the crawling insects that formed the flesh of the dragon. Her attempts to carve in is met by the surging insects, buzzing out to intercept her efforts. Enough to cut, but the tasty, tasty blood was still so far.
Naoto, for better or worse, would find more success.
As the vampire bleeds more, the dragon locks her focus on the vampire. Just like with lotus, a swarm of locusts passively buzz in his path, slowing his advance. But as he transforms, his appearance shifting... she would see the change, but not connect the shift. Of course, Kulshedra wouldn't be aware of Ragna. But the scything blade cleaves deep through the insects, down to the blood and bones. Magically enchanted, a flare of fire and steam burst from the insect flesh, scattering the grasshoppers around. Kulshedra roars in agony, trampling her feet around. She neatly places a foot right beside Renka, who was already lining up her retaliation. Blowing her away, the dragon actually forgot about the fox a moment.
A dire mistake, as she feels the vampiric feeding upon her flank.
Kulshedra's essence would be nearly divine, and possessive. VERY possessive; it would attempt to surge and dominate, to control Renka. Of course, with merely a taste, it would be akin to an angry little ferret than a full draconic presence. But the sheer hatred and aggressive would be palable. With a scythe ripping into her on the front, and her very spiritual essence, tenaciously clinging to this realm by the Telluric Complex, being abosrbed away, it was draw out the infinite rage of a dragon. Shrieking again, the dragon forces throw, letting REnka keep her blade in as she descends on Naoto. "You all think you can stop an immortal dragon?" She seethes, as she lets out a staggering cough. "Try harder... try MUCH harder if you dare. Dare to tear off my flesh, to the very bones and blood underneath... don't you understand, that you've only eluded death, my most merciful execution?" It seems the curt language was gone. "Now... relax... and embrace my greatest gift." Lifting a crawling claw, the dragon would attempt to slam her claws upon Naoto, pinning him down. And should she succeed?
She would distend her jaw.
Hanging over the vampire, the locusts would all boil up over her fangs and tongue, her very flesh coming to a head upon her vile lips. And there, the locusts would pour out, bringing the miasmic breath upon. Thousands and thousands of locusts, pouring directly into Naoto, to cause in every opening, every orfice, to bury in, to crawl in, to eat and eat and infest. To plague.
All as the exposed crimson fluid begins to steam and hiss, as the burning bones become exposed.
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra issues a challenge!!
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COMBATSYS: Kulshedra knocks away Naoto with Let The Vermin Within.
~ Cruel hit! ~
! VENGEANCE !
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[NAOTO]
Normally, these manifestations of blood weapons are momentary at best, singular extensions of his ability, here and then gone in a flash. But Naoto's control over his blood, his Drive, is currently working on a pretty high level. This means they don't have TIME to reform. But the brawler also knows one important thing:
He's not gonna make it out of here conscious.
As the bloody scythe swings back into place, Naoto opens his hand, and the bloody weapon dissolves, becoming part of that red mist circling around him. He looks around and, finally, spies Renka making her own sally against this beast. And as the dragon roars and rears, he uses the few precious seconds he has as effectively as he can.
"Hey! You. Fox girl," he bites out, turning back to face Kulshedra, but clearly speaking to the NOL private. "I'm gonna her attention. And after that, I ain't gonna be much use. So while she's distracted... call for help. Send up a flare. Make a phone call. Do something. Alright? And uh... don't let 'em bury me alive." Here, he cracks a smile. "This is gonna hurt but I'm a little harder to kill than she thinks."
And then, well... he gets eaten.
Naoto makes a token effort to get out of the way, but he's been running on empty the past few moments of this fight anyway. There wasn't going to be any real defense. The resulting... whatever it is... is a feeling of indescribable pain and, more, disgust. But in his mind, he keeps locked on a singular memory: of Spinner Superior, whose insects were larger, and nastier. And that memory reminds him of why he's fighting at all. And so, for the duration of this JRPG boss attack hell he is enduring...
Maybe in her gullet, Kulshedra can taste the coppery tang of blood.
Because when the proverbial dust clears, the dragon has taken all but the last of Naoto's strength, the bit he kept in reserve. The time he plans to buy Renka so she can hopefully get some more boots on the ground. Eyes still bloody crimson, hair still stark white, the bloody hunter grits his teeth, spitting out locust bits, face contorting into a wicked grimace.
"SHould really watch... what... you EAT."
And then all his power, as much as he can muster, explodes outward in a wedge-like shape easily four or five times the height and size of a man, a massive demonic-looking face erupting from that ground that explodes in a burst of bloody red before becoming another blood scythe, one considerably larger than before, and Naoto uses it to try and CUT HIS WAY OUT of the dragon, in a very literal sense.
COMBATSYS: Naoto can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Naoto successfully hits Kulshedra with Divine Slayer.
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Lotus 0/-------/-======|>>>>>--\-------\0 Renka
Like the waxing of some terrible bloody omen after a new moon, Naoto and his scythe erupt from inside Kulshedra's tormented form in a spiralling crimson crescent that carries him clear across the courtyard... but it is not a controlled landing. Hair and eyes back to their usual red, Naoto rolls to a stop against a gate, bonelessly, and stays there, alive but thoroughly unconscious. And, given what just happened, probably having some very disturbing nightmares.
[LOTUS]
"Dammit....." is Lotuses response as her attacks continue to not get through. She decides to resume her prior plan! What could POSSIBLY go wrong!?
Running around to the back of the dragons legs, she poises herself to leap.....
Then all heck breaks loose as the dragon breeeeeeeeeeaths on Naoto, then he bursts out of it like a chest-burster in the movies! Instantly, Lotus changes plans!
There may well be a gaping hole inside the creature to wriggle into! Can't stab or strike or breath on whats INSIDE you! Could be fun!
With all her speed, Lotus makes for the opening where Naoto came out, attempting to leap INTO the mammoth dragon! Once inside, she starts going for any vital organs or other such essential internals that she can find!
In case things go south, she keeps at least decently close to the hole Naoto ripped through, so if it DOES get nasty, she can back out again before too much harm comes of it......
She hopes!
[RENKA]
Pulling even a smidgen of soul energy from the beast is a risky gambit, but it's also the only non-friendly source the wounded darkstalker has to work with. Private Kaneko can feel the energy itself fighting back even as she pulls at it hungrily, teeth grit, holding on for dear life by the grip of her sword. Getting a taste of something far more powerful than herself is enough to give her an almost dizzying, brief high.
It's inviting her to pull more, in fact, even as it starts to push against the confines of her mind. One of her foxfire orbs bursts into green fire, dark shapes visible moving in it briefly before they are burnt to ash - insects? Renka shakes her head, she really shouldn't draw anymore... it's not like she can hurt the great beast this way and the more she pulls into herself, the more delirious the experience becomes.
It's the call from Naoto that gets her attention, the fox-tailed soldier's hand ripping away from Kulshedra's side to reassert its grip on her sword while her mind finishes sequestering, albeit only barely so, that potent presence she drew into herself. And then she clings for dear life, feet braced against the dragon's side, tails swaying back and forth with the violent motions that follow. The buried sword provides the crucial handle keeping her from being flung free as the Great One aims to devour the young man all together.
Right. Reinforcements. More support. They need more people here. Three plucky adventurers do not make for a complete dragon slaying party.
Staying put on the dragon's side as time is bought by Naoto's sacrifice and the clawed, creepy thing keeps doing creepy, clawy things, Private Kaneko sucks in her breath. Maybe people are moving already, maybe they're gathering together to come in force, or maybe there's other distractions going on around the castle.
Whatever it may be, she has to make sure her own commanding officer knows what the hell is going on. Respect the chain of command.
Her hands rip the sword free, her feet kicking off from the side of the ancient beast as another foxfire sphere rushes down to take her place... and for a moment, there seems to be two fox-tailed NOL soldiers. One still clinging to Kulshedra's side and the other flying backward, hand going to her belt to rip free the radio set to the channel her Lieutenant keeps all to herself. A moment later, the replica erupts into a large splash of foxfire against the dragon's side, while Renka lands on her feet, sliding to a stop, device brought to her lips.
"Lieutenant, sir, we've got a dragon in the lower courtyard. Requesting backup!"
Such a claim as that, it's any wonder if she'll be taken seriously. But for all the annoyances she has with the spoiled Duodecim brat, she has never out right /lied/ to her commanding officer. So maybe she'll be taken seriously?
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra endures Lotus' Exsanguinate.
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra refuses to stay down!
KULSHEDRA
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COMBATSYS: Kulshedra interrupts The Hour of the Fox EX from Renka with Wrathful Geyser EX.
*KNOCKED AWAY*
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[KULSHEDRA]
They may very well take Renka seriously, between the earthquakes and the insects.
But for now, the dragon was drawing in Naoto, the locusts crawling over. Snapping her jaw shut, she would let him comes deeper... deeper... deeper.... within at the gullets. The suddenly rush of blood scythe comes to a surge of pain; breaking through the locusts wasn't impossible, just awful. With a freshly torn opening, the dragon shudders as the blade comes up and up....
The head is nearly cut off.
The jaw collapse to the ground, as the cut is finished, and Naoto is ripped free. IT's an awful place to be, with the writhing locusts flailing and snapping on the ground. BUt it was a better chance of survival."... No..." The Dragon hisses, her voice filling the air. "... I must... NO!" The flesh boils, as the headless dragon stretches her wings. Locusts, dead locusts were falling off her by the heaps. What's worse, with Lotus burrowing inside, the flesh, blood, and bones begin to churn and crush. And yet, the dragon seems to be enduring it. Turning her head towards Renka, she stares at the fox... and narrows her eyes, as she deals with an intense discomfort within. "Backup?" The dragon scoffs. "There won't even be enough for your memorial!" The dragon looks over... and sees the other REnka, running away. She looks back at the one clinging on her, and lifting her head up, there is a horrible cracking sound, the moment before the splash of fire comes.
From within the depths of the Dragon's hide, a jet of scalding water explodes.
Steam and fire mingle as it -blows- out from where the replica comes. A blastwave of churning, scalding water pours out, surging and overrunning Renka. The flood doesn't stop, as the intensely pressured geyser pours and pours out. It was... about as you would expect from a high pressure blast of boiling water. But as the jet dies down to a trickle, the dragon rumbles, it's locusts peeling away, as it takes a dangerously skeletal appearance.
"... I must find... my aspects!" She chokes.
"I must find them, to recharge!"
[LOTUS]
Lotus doesn't stop! She keeps stabbing, slashing, and doing whatever she can from the inside for all she is worth!
Suprisingly, the amount of squishy guts is minimal! Stone, rock, water, steam, gross-looking insects, and burning bone comprises most of what Lotus sees internally. No heart to stab or anything dramatic of that sort!
So she'll just keep at it! Aiming herself as best she can towards where the head is, Lotus starts trying to chip away at stuff inside more and more, in the hopes of eventually removing enough to make more of it's head and neck fall off. Maybe THAT will finally kill the bugger!
[RENKA]
Somehow, Lotus's decision to burrow INTO the dragon actually proved the right one. She isn't on the outside when the boiling hot surge of water explodes out of the hide of the beast. Unfortunately for Renka herself, she IS on the outside, and caught up immediately in the burst.
The radio she was using melts to useless plastic in her hand even as her flesh scalds. Pain unlike anything she had felt since she broke free into this modern era floods her senses, a feral desire to survive above all other considerations consuming her thoughts.
If she could flee, she would. Anything from the wilds understands well when the dynamics have crystallized into predator and prey, and right now she is no predator.
Tumbling over the courtyard stone, no amount of desperate flailing will help ward off the damage being done and when she comes to rest on her side, curled up in a ball, over a dozen meters away. Trembling, she knows full well her strength to move has left her. Hording her wellspring of stolen energy will do her now good now.
Teeth grit, hands clenched, the bloody and burnt darkstalker focuses all of her will, the remaining five foxfire spheres bursting brighter, each becoming a small blue corona of energy as each in turn surge right back toward the ageless creature come to wipe the plague of humanity from existence.
Like homing missiles, each sphere surges along a curving path, aiming to slam right back into the the dragon's side, each impact threatening to be a full detonation of soulfire.
Meanwhile, the dutiful NOL soldier has fallen into a deep coma - her fight here has ended.
COMBATSYS: Renka can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Lotus successfully hits Kulshedra with Vicious Rake.
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COMBATSYS: Renka successfully hits Kulshedra with Gateway to Exile EX.
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[KULSHEDRA]
It might be safe to warn, that Lotus could have incited the rush of water.
So much is hardly worrying, however, as Renka is washed away. The last surge of foxfire, however, -barrage- the dragon. With no scales, and dying locusts, the assault on it's soul shudders the dragon hard. IT is stunned, frozen in place for just a moment as the creature writhes through it's skeletal frame, crawling up... up... up to the gullet... and there is a final slice.
And the flesh falls away.
Lotus would be tumbling away with the head, the remains of the bones, of locusts, of scale piling down hard. She would be buried, if she could not escape by the waves and waves of dire remains. But the headless, burning skeleton extends the wings out, with the steams boiling over. No more stone, no more insects. But the boiling blood of the stature was alive, living... and escaping.
".... Impossible." Was the hiss, as a heavy flap sweeps over.
The burning frame takes high to the sky, almost slithering through the air as it flees the castle, embers scattering all around. The castle begins to smolder as a blaze takes it, adding to the chaos. But a fire fighting team could handle the fire. It would take the reinforcements as the dragon flees away from Castle Illyria...
Flying away towards the Telluric entrance...
COMBATSYS: Kulshedra can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Lotus parries Kulshedra's Buried Alive!
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[LOTUS]
Feeling the beast shudder, Lotus decides the time is right to make good her escape! The dragon is crumbling around her, and the opening she came in through seals behind her!
No where else to go but up!
Dodging steam, splashes of burning water, and falling rock, Lotus dodges, flips, ducks, and sprints her way up through the dragons throat! Even as it crumbles away beneath her, threatening to drop her to the ground beneath and be buried, her speed and superhuman physiology save her life as she leaps from stone to stone in mid-air! A brief gap can be seen from the sides by any still present, fighting or otherwise, as she vanishes into the upper portions of it's head as it collapses entirely. For a moment or two, it seems she didn't make it out.....
Suddenly, from the empty mouth, Lotus LEAPS into the open air, the gigantic maw falling to the ground in a heap with her high above at the pinnicle of her arc! With an audible THUMP, she lands in a crouch a short distance away from the rubble. She peers up at the sky as her quarry flies off in it's new form, smirking to herself. "Puny god!" is all she says while making her way over to Naoto and Renkas unconscious forms.
Pulling them over to be side by side, she slits her wrist, and lets her blood pool over both of them in decent amounts. Gross, to be sure.....
BUT!
and it's a big butt!
For a brief amount of time, her inhuman regenerative capabilities will aid them in recovering! It won't completely heal them, but it WILL make sure they live! They helped her in the battle after all, in some ways are the only reason SHE is even still alive! Even one as chaotic as herself sees the value in doing right by those that help you out.
That done, she turns, and takes off, climbing up a nearby wall and disappearing over the top!
Log created on 23:19:01 05/25/2018 by Kulshedra, and last modified on 04:56:52 05/26/2018.