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Post by Lord Xylo on Feb 9, 2017 5:51:15 GMT
As Xylo's warriors set out on their first mission, a new set of faces would arrive on the scene. The first to make his entrance was Sagi Shi, the Ogre from Hell. He'd slipped past Xylo's guards easily enough; perhaps he was a better scout than Trumpet was. The Ogre spoke, and Xylo smirked. "Ahh, there you are. I knew you hadn't been vaporized in Hell. What are you here for then, Ogre? Looking to pledge allegiance to the Mazoku Empire?"Before Sagi could respond, a new warrior would arrive. The armored man pushed past Sagi Shi easily, before bending the knee in front of Xylo. He removed his helmet, and, after a particularly long proclomation, pledged him and his men's allegiance to the Mazoku Empire. The Mazoku Lord sat up in his throne, chuckling as his arm came to rest across his knee. "Interesting... You say you lead Demons, but I see only you. Where are the men you command, Mammon?" Xylo's eyes looked above Mammon, his senses telling him that someone else had entered the castle soon after Mammon had. "Looks like that might be one of the three you spoke of. Shall we investigate?"Xylo rose from his seat, moving past both Mammon and Sagi Shi towards the rest of the Castle. Dantallion was stomping around somewhere, and Xylo would find him with or without Mammon's assistance. "I must admit I am curious; how far has the word of my victory reached? I expect the Solar Empire would at least be aware by now. After all, I did slaughter one of their Generals."His cloak flowed menacingly as he walked through the halls of his castle. He'd made the halls incredibly tall on the off-chance one of his children would need to trudge through here in their giant form. Perhaps that was for the best; had he forgone that decision, Dantallion would have been smashing through ceilings left and right.
Xylo begins to search for Dantalion ! Who will find who first?
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Post by Trumpet on Feb 9, 2017 14:14:19 GMT
Trumpet turned to face the first of his partners to arrive, who then proceeded to ask him what the plan was, before giving their own laughable suggestion. Or at least it would be, if Trumpet had a sense of humor.
"I don't think kicking down the doors and blasting everything in sight would be a wise strategy, prince Tabu." the scout answered in a tone that carried a not so subtle air of sarcasm in it. "We were given orders to collect any technology left behind, so I would prefer leaving things as intact as possible." Another disappointed grunt from Bongo caused Trumpet leer at him out of the corner of his eye.
"Of course, if a fight breaks out, just take it outside... I'll bag up what I can carry while you guys act as the meat shields." he almost cracked a grin at that, but quickly stifled it. He didn't want to start a fight with the two fighters, especially not right outside the castle gates just minutes after Xylo gave them a mission. He already knew he could defeat Bongo if he had to, but he wasn't sure about taking on him and Tabu at the same time. And besides, infighting would reflect badly on their reputations within the empire, either way.
"For now, I suggest we survey the area and decide whether violence is necessary after we know what's going on." Trumpet finally said, it was probably the best course of action for heading into unknown territory when two of his teammates had only just got out of the medical ward.
(I'll agree to that.
Thread Exit - Also requesting Zenni)
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Post by Dantalion on Feb 9, 2017 17:36:14 GMT
Dantalion scratched his head, so far he had taken a left, then a right, followed by a second left and then another right. Yet it seemed no matter how hard he tried, he simply always found his way back to the start. "These corridors just look the same...." it seemed physics here was even different. Normally going in a Circle in any Castle would lead you to a new destination, though that was also Wild Willy's Castle of Tricks and Amusements and wasn't what he would call the standard of a Castle Set up.
He decided to try again, heading in a circle, it was crazy to think so many constants could exist, nothing changing in the blink of an eye, a static chamber of existence which took away the spice of life as far as he was concerned. He spent a few minutes, trudging through the air, unwilling to take a step on the floor. He had learned from Willy Wild's Palace of Deceit and Bemusement what happened when you took a step on the wrong part of a floor. His fingers ran along his arm, "Goddamn unchanging castle... Don't even know how to turn left to up..." he groaned as he took one last right to where he had started.
He looked back and forth, staring at the strange architecture of the castle, though most of all staring at the fact that it had all been the same throughout, his garnet light looked back and fourth before hearing a creaking, it was embarrassing to say the least, as now he could hear the people in the Throne Room, the soft echoes and the patting of feets not too far behind. He was too engrossed in going on some zany adventure to even think about looking for the throne room. With a slow pacing, still hovering in the air he met Xylo half way, a hand outstretched to the Demon Namekian. He couldn't sense Ki, so he had no idea how powerful a creature he was talking too.
With formalities instantly tossed to the sides, a lackadaisical hand outstretched he took to what could be considered either rude or laidback attitude. "Sup, Names Dantalion. You looking for Employees?" he said with an awkward smile, his skulled face twisting into a long twisted smile, the Garnet light shining brightly as he looked the man up and down. It was an alien thing to see, it was his first time encountering a Namekian and considering his substantial height it was a blessing he didn't need to bend his neck straight down. The protruding fin did little to make him stand out since he already stood out though the cloak he wore brought with it a level of comfort, they at least had the same style. Well, similar at least, where he could afford a cloak Dantalion could afford a Black Bed sheet which folded in on the ends. And by Afford, he stole from a Mattress store. Lord Xylo | Mammon | Sagi Shi
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Post by Mammon on Feb 9, 2017 23:40:11 GMT
The Seat of Power And My Axe!!
He sidled up to Xylo, his hand's folded behind his back keeping pace with the Namekian lord, his cape flowing a little less menacingly than his. "He should be here momentarily." he was giving the master of Namek, the once over. This man had power, he had strength and he had little doubt he knew how to use them, this was a man worthy of serving. Or at least for now. "And you misunderstand my lord, there is only myself and one more." his every step pronounced by the heavy footfall of boots 'clink' "The demons two sounds less impressive, after all the number three is number of prophecy, of power." he swept out his hand in a wide arc clenching his hand into a balled fist, it was a gesture of greatness, power and the will to take. Or it could've been him stretching.
"Word of your victory spreads fast, even on the blue planet E-arth they know of your foes crushing defeat." and here was his number one man, his number one guy with the black bed sheet with 'property of karl' written on its tag. 'Sup, Names Dantalion. You looking for Employees?' the words thrummed through him, so casual so disrespectful. "Forgive my companion, he is on the thick side. Great for taking a hit but he says the damndest things sometimes." he made a quick gesture encompassing his companion with a flick of the hand, it said without needing to speak 'you think you have problems, look what I have to deal with'.
"On your knees Danny boy." his leg arced back before turning the point of his boot to Dantalion's thigh, the kick wasn't particularly hard nor cruel simply a teacher adjusting the position of his student, if he resisted well teacher could quickly become torturer.
"We-" he turned back to Xylo, placing his hand over his heart in a symbol of honesty or at least the proximation of one. "We pledge our strength to your cause, by star and stone. We are at your service." he'd kneel along with his companion, he was quick and smooth a practiced courtier and worm, which when one thought about it were one and the same.
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Post by Sagi Shi on Feb 10, 2017 16:56:48 GMT
Sagi Shi stared at the tall Namekian who was seated at his throne. The Ogre let out a huff. "Of course I wasn't vaporized in hell. To go down that easily would be an embarrassment." He said, adding a scoff. "However, my reasons for coming here. Yes, I'd like to join you." He said bluntly. The Oni didn't really add any more to it. Working for someone who bested you in combat was a stain on pride and Sagi Shi wasn't going to kiss up to someone for power. He was simply joining the empire to have something to lean back on until he himself was on his feet. Loyalty wasn't something Sagi Shi planned on.
Before he could say another word, a large demon with an impressive power level entered the castle. He shoved Sagi Shi aside causing the Oni to stagger. Immediately, the demon knelt down pledging his loyalty in an instant. He showered the Mazoku lord with compliments while Sagi Shi stared dumbfounded, yet angered. "Kissing up to him like a damned mutt. Tch, expected from a low life mercenary looking for work." The Oni spat at the ground shooting a glare at Mammon. Just who did this guy think he was?!
Another presence arrived at the scene. This one was accompanied by yet another warrior. They too, came to pledge their allegiance to the Mazoku Empire. It seemed this one was an underling for the demon Mammon. Sagi Shi scoffed when Mammon tried to get this new guy to give respect. He even went as far as apologizing for him! "Hmph. Honestly, that's pathetic. You wanna bring a fruit basket while you're at it?" He looked at Xylo, narrowing his eyes through his hood. He probably would love to have extremely loyal warriors. But Sagi Shi had this gut feeling that these guys would turn heel once they gained enough power, or if the Mazoku empire were in a crisis they'd just up and leave. Hell, Sagi Shi would probably do the same given the circumstances.
Perhaps the Oni felt a little irritated because of his past. Being an underling for Yemma and doing every little thing asked of him in an instant like a trained pup. It felt degrading once his mind was 'woke' after his time spent in hell. He hated it, and seeing two new warriors offering themselves to do the same? It was shameful.
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Post by Lord Xylo on Feb 16, 2017 9:14:25 GMT
As Xylo, Mammon and Sagi walked the halls, they chatted idly. Mammon explained that Xylo's victory was already well-known. The Namekian pondered, unsure if whether or not such fast-spread news was a good thing. At the very least, it brought about potential soldiers. He had recruiters scouring Namek already, with a few small scouting parties spreading the message of crowded worlds. With any luck, they'd be an intimidating fighting force sooner rather than later. "Good to know. I suppose the heroes are already gearing up for retaliation. Namek is one of the galaxies most popular garbage dumps, after all; who could stand to lose that to a powerful empire who wishes to clean out the filth?"
He turned to Sagi Shi. The Ogre seemed to be intent on joining the Empire as well. An interesting proposal. He would have figure the conniving wizard would be more comfortable with Alaistair. Then again, Sagi never did get to meet the crazy bastard. "Sounds good. Welcome to the Empire, Sagi Shi. You seem to be good with stealth. Would you be interested in doing some reconnaissance for me?"
The group soon found themselves introduced to Dantallion, Mammon's companion. The incredibly massive demon outstretched his hand, giving a relaxed greeting to the Mazoku Lord. Xylo reciprocated, his hand clasping Dantallion's and shaking firmly. He smiled at the Demon, and spoke. "A pleasure. I'm Xylo."
Mammon was quick to correct Dantallion's apparently insulting behavior, inciting a pompous comment from Sagi Shi.
"You two are quite the interesting ones. You wish to fight for me, right? Why don't we test your skills?"
He beckoned Dantallion and Mammon as he walked past them, making his way towards the large castle entrance. He pushed the doors open, and stepped out into the courtyard. It was a fairly roomy place, with a stone walkway that led towards a large stone fountain that looked both intimidating and beautiful.
Xylo stopped across from the fountain, his arms folded across his chest as he waited for his new recruits to make their way here.
"I want you two to show me the best you've got. You can join in as well if you'd like, Sagi."
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Post by Dantalion on Feb 16, 2017 9:52:49 GMT
Dantalion felt a sharp stabbing pain against his leg, falling down as his hand still made contact with Xylo, the man seemed calm and nicer than Mammon. So far ticking all the boxes that made someone a good employer. With haste, he quickly pulled himself up, his large stature meaning that him falling down only left him looking at eye level at Xylo. Then an interesting proposition was proposed. Test your skills. Well, Dantalion knew himself to be nothing to Mammon on a good day, but on the night of Makyo the gap could be nothing short of gargantuan. "Why, that sounds like a perfectly Cromulent idea." He responded, a twitch of the brow as he followed Xylo out to the courtyard, a begrudged thought running through his mind. Mammon loved flaunting everything he had, and him going for the kill wouldn't be the most shocking turn of events.
As the stood at the Fountain he looked at it, his gaze shifting in confusion as he watched spouts of water dance out from the strange architecture, "What strange colored blood." he said as he put a hand under the water, letting it rush between his fingers, "Oh. It's water. Well... That's a nice change of pace." he stated, it might have been an edgy thing to say but he wasn't lying the Demon realm was filled with stupidly dark and grotesque features. Or at least, in his tiny part of the realm. He had no idea how it was in further off places.
Slowly he came to full form, spouts of black miasma descended from his opened jaw as he walked to the small Ogre boy, a hand outstretched, "Good Luck. May lord Xylo be with ya." he said as sluggishly he descended up into the skies the black miasma trailing into long columns of haze as he reached the clouds, turning the mass of white into a dark black fold, hoping that he could at least hide himself from the Ogre, since Mammon could sense his very location.
PL - 27, 102 Lord Xylo | Sagi Shi | flannigan1291
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Post by Mammon on Feb 16, 2017 12:33:38 GMT
The Seat of Power
Setting An Example
'Kissing up to him like a damned mutt.' He nodded along with the blue-skinned ogre his hand going to the curve of his chin reflexively, like a scholar posed an interesting dilemma, he had the answer. "A low-life mercenary." he moved between the intervening space he brought his hand back and let it blur forward like a bullet shot from a gun, he'd attempt to backhand Sagi Shi, to put him in his place. Not maim but toss him about. "A mutt can bite, and my fangs are long and sharp."
If struck, if hit, if flung the not so low life mercenary across the room he’d follow the sprawling form. “What was that you said before?” he squatted down near him he reached out a hand to his belt and pulled out a knife its blade no bigger than his pinkie from his belt, he’d turn it over in his hand looking down at Sagi Shi, before making quick thrusting motion aimed at the thigh of his leg, if not stopped he’d make tiny slits in and out, in and out, in and out. “You gotta speak up if you want to be heard.” This would be a painful exercise in respect, the wounds weren’t deep barely penetrating the fat of the leg and would surely hinder little if all except the pain.
"I want you two to show me the best you've got." He stood removing a bright red cloth cleaning the blade and settling it back upon his belt. “The courtyard was it?” he walked out onto the open grounds turning to face his companion, this would be another exercise in respect.
He hovered his hand above a long calvary sabre, its hilt gleaming with a ruby studded pummel, a gordy piece of gold on an otherwise black landscape of armour and small knives, he withdrew it from its scabbard it making the near inaudible sound of steel on lever and leveled it at Dantlion, he made a quick figure eight with the blade making the air hum and blur with its passing.
“I’m glad you can heal Danny boy, cause I’m going to make a show of this.” he smiled, well he showed his teeth in crocodiles grin which is like smiling just there’s a whole lot more sharp teeth. “It’ll be quite the sight.”
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Post by Sagi Shi on Feb 17, 2017 16:55:10 GMT
Sagi Shi narrowed his eyes as Xylo's proposal. "Reconnaissance?" The Ogre crossed his arms from within his cloak. "What did you have in mind?" Sagi Shi was still unsure. He didn't want to be risking his life for the Mazoku Empire. However, Xylo was powerful. If he bumped up in ranks, by extension, he'd get more power at his disposal. But, it had Sagi Shi thinking. What kind of reconnaissance would he even go on...? Earth being excluded considering it wasn't really an empire, there was no rival empire that he knew of right now.
That didn't matter right now. He'd find out soon enough. For now though, he watched as Mammon and Dantalion had their chat with Xylo. It wasn't long until Mammon seemed to take offense to Sagi Shi's little quips. The demon took a step forward, and in an instant, smacked Sagi Shi across the room. "Agh!" The Oni skidded against the flooring of dark castle. He grit his teeth, sprawled out on the floor. He heard the footsteps coming towards his form, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Mammon approaching.
Before he was able to stab the Oni's leg however, Sagi Shi summoned up all his strength. The knife would go through his leg, but not in the way Mammon intended. His form flickered away leaving Sagi Shi standing behind Mammon with a sharp glare. "That's going to bite you later on, Demon...." Sagi hissed. Sagi Shi followed Xylo outside for the quick sparring session he was going to have with the two warriors. "Join you...hmph. Alright then." The Oni leaned back against the fountain, watching Mammon and Dantalion battle with Xylo for now. He thought it'd be best if he observed the fight for now. Patience was always a key to winning a battle. It was how he managed to get passed the first round of the tournament against Plato and do a number on Xylo during the second round after all. ----
[SU] Afterimage Used against Mammon's attempt to stab Sagi Shi's thigh.
KP: 2/3
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Post by Dantalion on Feb 20, 2017 7:35:22 GMT
Streams of Lightning twisted and curved around his body, striking through the cloud like snakes poised to strike. He hovered precariously, his movement as if he walked a delicate tightrope and beneath him sat his death. With hesitant vision he looked down, watching as Mammon declared his violent actions as an absolute. These were not strange words, vitriol poured from his mouth like a waterfall, he could deliver, and it wouldn't be shocking if he did. But Xylo was there and he doubted he wanted to lose out on prospective members.
Ki pulsated through Dantalion's body, lines of green following pre-ordained paths as he concentrated his Ki, Need a good showing. Need to impress. Need to not die also, though. The very thoughts clashed against each other, his fingers ran through the clouds puncturing short wounds in the breadth of the cloud, single streams of light pulsing through as he began to gargle, frothing bubbles of Ki bouncing up and down as if it sat in a cauldron. His jaw closed, his cheekbones inflated with the slightest of bulges as he pressed a hand against his back, a sharp tearing noise echoing from his very core as he emerged his Blade, along cleaver, made entirely of his own bone, with strips of flesh accenting the sharp cut of the blade.
He turned up, both hands clutching around the length of bone as Ki began to pulsate, seeping into the length of the blade as venom dripped from the tip, falling to the ground with a sizzle as small patches of blue grass turned black and dark, purple energy dancing between the tips of the blade as Demonic Energy flowed through twisting the very soil itself. One final thing he needed to do to last even a few punches. His garnet eyes shone a flash of green, Purple streams danced around him as the cloud began to fill with Electric energy, shifting from Black to a tinted Purple as Thunder began to bellow from its center. He might not have been able to win, but he damn well was going to make an impressive display.
PL - 27,102 Envious Rending Charging - 33% @shagi | Lord Xylo | Mammon
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Post by Mammon on Feb 20, 2017 13:36:35 GMT
The Seat of Power
The Inevitable
'That's going to bite you later on, Demon....' he thought about that threat for all but a moment before rising. "I doubt it." his words were as certain as stone as ageless as mountains tall. "The stars will grow cold and the last flame of the universe will die before you raise a hand worth considering a threat."
--- He watched as puff the dragon magic dragon wore the darkness as a thief might wear midnight, he wasn't all that impressed. "Really, that's what you're doing." a soft chuckle broke from his open lip's it spoke of amusement and humiliation 'like are you serious'. "You're gonna charge up an attack, and bang I fall down." he tossed the sword up and down from hand to hand, his finger's snatching it from open air. "What will I do?" and he caught it once more his arm bending at the elbow he tossed the sword overhand in the direction of the cloud, it whistled through the air it would break the surface of the cloud with a 'woompf' leaving dark vapour spinning in its wake, and maybe even a bit of demon if it hit?
"You're a cut above the rest Danny boy, but I think I'll try to illuminate the situation you're in." he held his arm level to his shoulder his hand turned flat open palm to the sky, like the theoretical idea bulb a soft pale light began to well up from his hand, it pulsated like a tiny heart 'bood-um', 'bood-um', it throbbed and grew outward expanding to the size of his head or a very large orange. "This is but a fraction of my power, but it should be enough."
"Bye." he flung the glowing ball overhand at the cloud, it howled with a chemical hissing breaking the surface of the cloud and would begin to expand out like a small star proclaiming its own funeral dirge. Mammon waved his hand in front of his mouth in a mock yawn, he sat in the air sprawled out in a position for maximum comfort, like he was sat upon an invisible couch watching a particularly boring channel. "So that was that." he dusted his hand's the palms slapping against each other with a meaty sound.
He turned to face Xylo, doing a small mock bow for the would be king of Namek. "If I may be so bold, you test a wave against a sand castle." he strolled over to his sword ignoring the coiling mass of darkness, he slid it into its sheath with the squeal of leather upon steel.
Post: 2 KP: 2/3 PL: 42,205 CPL: 337,640 Celestial Event: Makyo Star x8 Tags: Lord Xylo , Sagi Shi , Dantalion
➣ [N1]POWER ENERGY BALL ▪ he expels his power out into a ball creating a sphere of energy and then fires it at Dantalion. 33% 101,292
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Post by Dantalion on Feb 22, 2017 12:25:11 GMT
"I already know the Situation I am in Mammon, you really don't need to iterate it any further," he stated bluntly, emotion devoid of his words as he let out one last puff of smoke, a deep inhalation through the nostrils before watching as he formed the ball of Ki. He wasn't wrong when he said enough. Dantalion simply retorted it wasn't like he could fight back against this much power, simply better to take the hit and be done with it. "Yeah, no shit its a fraction. Any more and I'm dead." An arm outstretched he slowly moved towards the Ki, its movement a blur in his eye as his garnet eyes winced in anticipation.
Then it hit, a pulsation of Ki tearing his arm asunder, though the terminology couldn't do it justice. In truth, all that had happened was his arm simply, vanished. It was no longer there. With a spiral fall he fell down, his cumbersome body crashing against eh ground below as he turned back and fourth, his free arm clenching it as he was rapidly falling into unconscious slumber. His hand imprinted against his leftover shoulder, tendrils quickly forming in the mass as his arm waved across before his body fell limp into the subtle embrace of sleep. The Ki itself was sapped from the environment, where he laid Demonic lights pulsated as the garnet in his eyes faded into a nothingness.
Hit by Power Energy Ball - Knocked the absolute FO. Intent PL
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Post by Lord Xylo on Feb 23, 2017 2:20:55 GMT
Xylo's eyes studied the spar between the three fighters critically. While it seemed Dantallion was focused on showing off his magic, Mammon was much more interested in winning the bout. He fired a mighty orb of Ki right for Dantallion's flashy display, crashing right into the behemoth of a demon, and vaporizing his right arm. Dantallion spiraled towards the ground, his body smashing into a bed of flowers that one of the Dragon Mystics had planted as a gift. "Impressive..."Mammon turned to Xylo, saying this challenge was far too easy for him. The Mazoku Lord smirked. This demon reminded Xylo of a friend of his from long ago. He too was cocky; always sure that he'd succeed no mater who he was up against. It was the death of him. The fin-headed Namek walked up to Mammon, slow-clapping as he approached. "Your power is quite something. I've met few Demon's as powerful as you."As Xylo approached, his motions quickened. Rather than a calm walk, he began sprinting towards Mammon with blinding speed. Once he reached the Demon, he'd attempt to sweep him off his feet with a kick to the back of the shins, before following up with a punch to the chest in hopes that he'd hit the ground hard enough to leave a small crater. "But you aren't strong enough. Neither is he. You'll both need to become leagues more powerful before you can even hope to stand up to some of the Solar Empire's dogs."He turned away from Mammon, his eyes set on Dantallion's wounded form. Mammon had mentioned something about 'healing'-- did this colossus possess regenerative genes as well? If that were true, then perhaps Dantallion wasn't all demon. "Consider yourselves soldiers of my Empire. If you're itching for a war, then you'll be disappointed to hear that you'll have to wait. The army isn't yet ready to go up against the Solar Empire. Once they've been extensively trained, and a counter-measure to the Power Ball has been found, we can begin our assault. Your first duty is to keep the peace in Moori Capital; we need to ensure that there isn't any plans for a revolt in these early days of my Dominion."The Mazoku began making his way back towards the castle, motioning towards one of his Castle Guard to clean up after the two Demon's had departed. His eyes glanced towards Sagi Shi. He nodded towards the ogre, ordering him to follow along. "Come. We'll discuss your mission in private."
[KP: 2/3] Used [N1] Mazoku Rend! 33% charged for a dmg potential of: 1,496,418! Intent to Incapacitate Mammon.
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Post by Mammon on Feb 23, 2017 3:10:04 GMT
The Seat of Power
The Painful Details
This had been no surprise to him, this is exactly how it should've been he was a demon for demons to aspire to be. And even the Namekian Warlord recognized that with honeyed words 'Your power is quite something. I've met few Demon's as powerful as you'. he lowered his head in a gesture of respect to Xylo, taking the praise with a skin deep humbleness. "Your words are too kin-" his words were cut off as the Mazoku lord, disappeared his sense heightened in the baleful light of the Makyo Star only barely registering his movements.
He exalted in victory and the admiration of the moment, victory or- it was silenced as the master of Namek slammed into him driving the air from his lungs with a gasp spraying beads of saliva from his open gasping mouth, 'ah-h' he whimpered as his legs failed him and he was tossed in the air rag doll style before the full force of green knuckles upon pale flesh impacted, it flowed up his body turning his senses to fire as he hit the ground the very earth splintering up around him. He laid there sprawled out in a crescent-shaped crater like some squashed bug under gods own hand, his armor showing the signs of impact cracks appearing in the dark mail.
"huh. Of course." he was a little wide-eyed around the edges and spasmed more from the shock than the pain, there would be time later for the pain to take hold when the bruises would appear in number a dark purple on pallid skin. The world swam with dark shapes and he blacked out for a few moments as if those few second were stolen by some dark phantom.
This put thing sharply in perspective for Mammon, he wasn't top dog around here and he'd have to tread carefully here. Best behavior or another demon shaped crater.
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Post by Sagi Shi on Feb 24, 2017 7:04:06 GMT
Sagi Shi leaned on the fountain as he watched the upcoming battle which was on the verge of starting. Mammon's lackey began charging an attack in efforts to gain power. That didn't last long however as Mammon swiftly overtook the situation and blasted his comrade instead...! Sagi Shi scoffed, narrowing his eyes at the demon's cockiness and attitude. He was calm, yet reckless. It wasn't exactly a common combo. In fact it was a strange one.
Xylo seemed to be impressed. Sagi Shi stared at the two with his arms crossed, still leaning against the fountain. Sagi knew that was some intense power, but he wasn't one to admit if he were impressed or not. He refused to acknowledge Mammon. Before the Ogre knew it, Xylo dashed in a burst of speed towards Mammon. He didn't even see it! Xylo slammed the demon into the ground, creating a small crater. A small grin crept onto Sagi Shi's lips. "So much for being a threat...." The Oni stood up straight and walked over towards Xylo when the Namekian called him. He stepped on Mammon's chest and walked over the demon, following the Mazoku Lord inside the castle.
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