Terror Nova (part 17)
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20th August 2013
12:43 GMT -7
From Many, One Purpose
Amalak's personal force field lasts about as long this time as the first time, though this time the cause of death is my fist rather than a purple death ray. Chrysalis snarls and fires a green beam from her horn, but seeing as how I'm not Celestia I just sidestep to evade it before closing the distance and crushing her skull between my hands.
Certainty of Death
I can feel it as Iname effortlessly fights off the lassitude this place is inflicting on us. Her speed is a little slower than what I know she's capable of, but I assume that she's trying to ensure that she doesn't have a problem if it turns out that whoever's doing this is capable of more than we've seen so far. I can feel it as she calls upon the extended part of her divine nature, gradually drawing upon more and more power. Assuming that we win here, I'll have to see if Wallace is willing to try racing her again.
I Cut Things
Persuader on the other hand is just cutting a hole in space to somewhere the horde hasn't focused on yet, moving through, cutting them down and then stepping back through and closing her tear. Now that she's found a way to keep her divine empowerment running she's just focusing on using that rather than pushing herself further. Acceptable for now, but perhaps something we should go into in later training sessions.
A jagged bolt of purple lightning-
A Pale Reflection
-strikes my armour, but I've built up quite a mystical head of steam and… Ah, there he is. Klarion may well have been more powerful than whoever's doing this. Certainly he was better with chaos magic. I leap towards him, crushing three people I vaguely remember as thugs or henchmen I slew at some point before-
"WWWWRRRAAAAWRWWW!"
-Klarion's cat swells to the size of a liger and pounces at me! I sidestep, slap a reaching claw aside hard enough to snap bones and then draw the Sword of the Fallen and stab it in the head. It turns to ash immediately, while Klarion just goes for another shot. Golden fire, this time.
Glorious Purpose
The flame washes over me and does very little. A slight twinge, a little… Building heat, like I just swallowed a mouthful of chilli; thought I was alright and then here comes the pain. But a far poorer showing than real Klarion made before I killed him. I grab the fake's arms and redirect them towards the mob of… Gordanians and branx? Who are closing in around us, and he burns a swath through them before ceasing his own spell.
"Unrealistic."
I slam him to the ground with my right hand, grab the Sword with my left and then stab him through the face. Ash and dust again.
"What's this in aid of?!" Challenge the Coward
A purple-white ray hits me in the cuirass, and looking for the source-. A sheeda Highborn riding one of those ridiculous spider things. I-.
Ah. It's in the opposite direction to the centre of the impact crater. Klarion was perpendicular. Clever. But insufficient. "On me."
I take a flying leap towards the centre of the impact crater. Apparently I haven't killed a lot of flying creatures, because all that tries to intercept me are a couple of changeling guards and even when in fireball mode they're not exactly hard to punch out of the sky.
"What are you trying to tell me?!" Certainty of Purpose
I land, crushing a small swarm of zombies from the Land of Summer's End beneath my feet. Honestly, given the centuries I spent there I'm a little surprised that there aren't more sheeda things. A glowing green slash appears in the air next to me and Persuader steps through. Zombies I bypassed collapse into two halves as Iname precipitates out of the air.
"Heading for the centre of the crater, girls. Someone's trying to distract us."
"Yes, Master!" Death Comes to All.
"You know who this is?"
"Golden fire is pretty much angels only. So is playing around with creation and believing they have the right to judge and condemn the living. The problem is that we use Source-magic too, and they don't have an override."
"The fuck's an angel doing here?"
"No idea. Nor do I know why they're acting like this. I-." The area around us starts to glow. I look up-.
Oh no.
Luciphage the Starbreaker grins down at us. Probably the most powerful thing I've ever killed. Not sure how much like the original this copy is, but we only really killed the first one by completely blindsiding him.
"Revenge before the offence is even given. Poetic, wouldn't you say?"
"No." I shake my head, though I'm not really confident. "No way. This far back in time, you shouldn't even be alive."
"Oh, I am far weaker than the version you faced. I have only fed upon a hundred stars and not an entire universe. How glorious that will be!"
"So who brought you here?" "Girls, go."
"A whisper of power and opportunity. Solar energy is well enough, but the potent flavour of magic is a rare treat."
"Yeah, that's why I'm here too." I have a quick check left and right, and the girls are gone. Good. "But it's not like the sheeda's future is one I want to bring about. In the unlikely event that you are real, I'll have to thank whoever's doing this for bringing you here."
But looking behind him… There's still a horde, but it seems a little… Indistinct? Reduced? If I assume that the angel responsible has finite power to work with, they're… Focusing. And while I'm happy that the girls will be relatively unencumbered, that suggests that this thing might actually have a fraction of the real Star Vampire's stren-.
CRACK!
Okkkkrrruuughhhhhh?
And all of a sudden he's a long way away.
And I'm… I'm in a crater. The crack was… My armour. Okay. Did it's job-. Ow. Mostly did its job. Abdomen… Painful, but not ruptured. Everything else… Fine-ish. And since the summoner still isn't confronting me in person, I've still got most of my arcane momentum.
Up I get, and here floats the Star Vampire himself.
"A mere hundred stars' worth of strength. But still enough to deal with someone as weak as you."
Degenerate Opposition Strengthens Righteous Authority
I nod. "Probably would be. Except I'm one of the people who killed you when you'd glutted yourself on the entire universe."
"With the aid of an entire civilisation, and another of your kind with the skills to help you."
"Then take another swing and see what happens." Fight Test
He doesn't think that I've got anything. Or at least whoever's controlling this projection doesn't. But with a quick glance at the Sword of the Fallen he realises that I might be gambling on being fast enough to stab him as he hits me, and that that would end the fight. So he doesn't do that. Instead, his eyes glow purple, enough power to vaporise me building up-.
Master of My Domain
But I don't boost my physiology. I boost my connection to my orange power ring. And while I can't build the energy siphon we used in the Land of Summer's End, I can create a construct with the colour that's really good at stealing energy.
He fires, I thrust my construct forwards and he spots the problem immediately. Part of it, anyway. The other part is that this is a thaumically active world, which means that the sheeda runes which I used last time will work.
Which means that he can't break the connection he established.
"Guagh!"
"Good effort, whoever you are." Maintaining the construct I walk closer as his body begins to shrivel up. "I'll see you in person shortly."
And one quick stab with the Sword of the Fallen, and I'm on my way again.
12:43 GMT -7
From Many, One Purpose
Amalak's personal force field lasts about as long this time as the first time, though this time the cause of death is my fist rather than a purple death ray. Chrysalis snarls and fires a green beam from her horn, but seeing as how I'm not Celestia I just sidestep to evade it before closing the distance and crushing her skull between my hands.
Certainty of Death
I can feel it as Iname effortlessly fights off the lassitude this place is inflicting on us. Her speed is a little slower than what I know she's capable of, but I assume that she's trying to ensure that she doesn't have a problem if it turns out that whoever's doing this is capable of more than we've seen so far. I can feel it as she calls upon the extended part of her divine nature, gradually drawing upon more and more power. Assuming that we win here, I'll have to see if Wallace is willing to try racing her again.
I Cut Things
Persuader on the other hand is just cutting a hole in space to somewhere the horde hasn't focused on yet, moving through, cutting them down and then stepping back through and closing her tear. Now that she's found a way to keep her divine empowerment running she's just focusing on using that rather than pushing herself further. Acceptable for now, but perhaps something we should go into in later training sessions.
A jagged bolt of purple lightning-
A Pale Reflection
-strikes my armour, but I've built up quite a mystical head of steam and… Ah, there he is. Klarion may well have been more powerful than whoever's doing this. Certainly he was better with chaos magic. I leap towards him, crushing three people I vaguely remember as thugs or henchmen I slew at some point before-
"WWWWRRRAAAAWRWWW!"
-Klarion's cat swells to the size of a liger and pounces at me! I sidestep, slap a reaching claw aside hard enough to snap bones and then draw the Sword of the Fallen and stab it in the head. It turns to ash immediately, while Klarion just goes for another shot. Golden fire, this time.
Glorious Purpose
The flame washes over me and does very little. A slight twinge, a little… Building heat, like I just swallowed a mouthful of chilli; thought I was alright and then here comes the pain. But a far poorer showing than real Klarion made before I killed him. I grab the fake's arms and redirect them towards the mob of… Gordanians and branx? Who are closing in around us, and he burns a swath through them before ceasing his own spell.
"Unrealistic."
I slam him to the ground with my right hand, grab the Sword with my left and then stab him through the face. Ash and dust again.
"What's this in aid of?!" Challenge the Coward
A purple-white ray hits me in the cuirass, and looking for the source-. A sheeda Highborn riding one of those ridiculous spider things. I-.
Ah. It's in the opposite direction to the centre of the impact crater. Klarion was perpendicular. Clever. But insufficient. "On me."
I take a flying leap towards the centre of the impact crater. Apparently I haven't killed a lot of flying creatures, because all that tries to intercept me are a couple of changeling guards and even when in fireball mode they're not exactly hard to punch out of the sky.
"What are you trying to tell me?!" Certainty of Purpose
I land, crushing a small swarm of zombies from the Land of Summer's End beneath my feet. Honestly, given the centuries I spent there I'm a little surprised that there aren't more sheeda things. A glowing green slash appears in the air next to me and Persuader steps through. Zombies I bypassed collapse into two halves as Iname precipitates out of the air.
"Heading for the centre of the crater, girls. Someone's trying to distract us."
"Yes, Master!" Death Comes to All.
"You know who this is?"
"Golden fire is pretty much angels only. So is playing around with creation and believing they have the right to judge and condemn the living. The problem is that we use Source-magic too, and they don't have an override."
"The fuck's an angel doing here?"
"No idea. Nor do I know why they're acting like this. I-." The area around us starts to glow. I look up-.
Oh no.
Luciphage the Starbreaker grins down at us. Probably the most powerful thing I've ever killed. Not sure how much like the original this copy is, but we only really killed the first one by completely blindsiding him.
"Revenge before the offence is even given. Poetic, wouldn't you say?"
"No." I shake my head, though I'm not really confident. "No way. This far back in time, you shouldn't even be alive."
"Oh, I am far weaker than the version you faced. I have only fed upon a hundred stars and not an entire universe. How glorious that will be!"
"So who brought you here?" "Girls, go."
"A whisper of power and opportunity. Solar energy is well enough, but the potent flavour of magic is a rare treat."
"Yeah, that's why I'm here too." I have a quick check left and right, and the girls are gone. Good. "But it's not like the sheeda's future is one I want to bring about. In the unlikely event that you are real, I'll have to thank whoever's doing this for bringing you here."
But looking behind him… There's still a horde, but it seems a little… Indistinct? Reduced? If I assume that the angel responsible has finite power to work with, they're… Focusing. And while I'm happy that the girls will be relatively unencumbered, that suggests that this thing might actually have a fraction of the real Star Vampire's stren-.
CRACK!
Okkkkrrruuughhhhhh?
And all of a sudden he's a long way away.
And I'm… I'm in a crater. The crack was… My armour. Okay. Did it's job-. Ow. Mostly did its job. Abdomen… Painful, but not ruptured. Everything else… Fine-ish. And since the summoner still isn't confronting me in person, I've still got most of my arcane momentum.
Up I get, and here floats the Star Vampire himself.
"A mere hundred stars' worth of strength. But still enough to deal with someone as weak as you."
Degenerate Opposition Strengthens Righteous Authority
I nod. "Probably would be. Except I'm one of the people who killed you when you'd glutted yourself on the entire universe."
"With the aid of an entire civilisation, and another of your kind with the skills to help you."
"Then take another swing and see what happens." Fight Test
He doesn't think that I've got anything. Or at least whoever's controlling this projection doesn't. But with a quick glance at the Sword of the Fallen he realises that I might be gambling on being fast enough to stab him as he hits me, and that that would end the fight. So he doesn't do that. Instead, his eyes glow purple, enough power to vaporise me building up-.
Master of My Domain
But I don't boost my physiology. I boost my connection to my orange power ring. And while I can't build the energy siphon we used in the Land of Summer's End, I can create a construct with the colour that's really good at stealing energy.
He fires, I thrust my construct forwards and he spots the problem immediately. Part of it, anyway. The other part is that this is a thaumically active world, which means that the sheeda runes which I used last time will work.
Which means that he can't break the connection he established.
"Guagh!"
"Good effort, whoever you are." Maintaining the construct I walk closer as his body begins to shrivel up. "I'll see you in person shortly."
And one quick stab with the Sword of the Fallen, and I'm on my way again.
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