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Post by xenomina on Jan 30, 2009 3:45:30 GMT -5
 The young woman moved forward in front of the knight, her eyes on the lookout for incoming danger. "It is I who must destroy Dracula, not you, Sir knight." Without giving Arthur a chance to argue the matter, Shanoa turned and began walking again towards the castle, but slowly enough she could stay on guard and keep an eye on the resolute knight, if he chose to follow her. |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 10, 2009 0:33:33 GMT -5
 Skeletons rose out of the ground and snagged Arthur by the heels and stopping him dead in his tracks. They then punched him in the gut and silently seperated him from Shanoa.  Some more skeletons, which ran, chased after Shanoa. Some jumped and threw various bones off their body at her. It was their primary goal to take her down.  Skeleton Archers which hid deep within the trees held their bows up high. They growled and made odd creaking sounds as they drew their bows back and let the arrows fly. Both of the two heroes would be susceptibile to arrow attack.  Skeleton Swordsmen stood in front of Arthur. They slashed their swords, violently destroying his armor as he sat their struggling and held captive by 20 or more skeletal hands.  Arthur had the Swordsmen...Shanoa had the lancers. Skeletons with large lances ran forward and stabbed their lance at the oncomming Shanoa who was currently being chased by skeletons on the other end.  Winged Skeletons with spears flew high above, locking on to their targets and unleashing a hoard of pointed objects at both victim's heads. For every step Shanoa or Arthur would take, there would be a spear coming right at them.  One giant enemy skeleton rose out of the ground moaning and groaning. It stood far from the large warzone of the undead, gazing at the two wandering souls hellbent on reaching the castle. If it's bretheren wouldn't be able two stop these to humans, he surely would try. |
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Post by xenomina on Feb 10, 2009 3:38:10 GMT -5
Shanoa quickly lifted up her hair, the glyph on her back glowing with a mysterious white light. The air grew cold quickly as a wind began to blow. The next thing the knight knew, the dreaded skeletons who serve the evil Dracula were being hoisted into the air in a tornado of wind and ice, arrows flying everywhere as skeletons were torn apart bone by bone. In a matter of moments, all that stood before the two warriors were a filed of bones, arrows, and armor. Shanoa stared at the knight for a moment, before asking a very simple question. "What happened to your armor, Sir?" |
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Post by Vize Viper on Feb 11, 2009 21:40:59 GMT -5
 The knight looked down at the armor in question, taking note of the fact a few plates of the armor were now missing, thanks to the assault of the skeletons, and simply shrugged, beginning to walk towards the castle again. "It doth be nothing I shan't be able to remedy soon enough." |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 11, 2009 22:49:20 GMT -5
 Ghost Skulls soon attacked Shanoa. They all avoided the cold storm that had swept all the skeletons away, and there were ALOT left. An almost impossible number of floating Ghost Skulls started to fly in and peck at Shanoa, ram into her, bite at her, and try to essentially destroy her. |
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Post by xenomina on Feb 11, 2009 23:56:20 GMT -5
Shanoa dodged and ducked as best she could around the annoying little skulls. As soon as she had the chance, she summoned throwing knives in her hands and stabbed the skulls closest to her to gain some ground, before tossing multiples of knifes at the skulls still coming at her. She could feel her thighs and arms sting from where the skulls had bit her, but she did her best to ignore the temporary annoyance and pushed ahead through the swarm as she fought. |
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Post by Vize Viper on Feb 23, 2009 2:25:55 GMT -5
Arthur simply strode into the swarm, and with several arrows of his own, had cleared the air of the deadly skulls, his eyes narrowed as he glanced at Shanoa. "As I hath said, I hath made an oath to defeat this 'Dracula', and I shall do so, without thine 'assistance' forcing me to turn back." And with that, he'd turned, and started back towards the castle. |
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Post by xenomina on Feb 23, 2009 18:56:04 GMT -5
Shanoa merely ignored the knights words. She would not deny him his mission any more, but she knew all too well that she had her own vendetta against the vampire. Silent, Shanoa strode up to walk with the knight as they headed towards the castle once more. She could not help herself from wondering, however, how exactly the knight had planned to kill Dracula. |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 26, 2009 19:36:28 GMT -5
 The Knights marched on through the forest. They were dark, heartless...though seemingly mindless. They only had one goal in mind. "Kill those who disobey Count Dracula." The animated armor marched in an almost robotic fashion, clanking and marching to the same monotonous beat, echoing through the forest. When Arthur and Shanoa were in sight, the Knights halted and stared out at the warriors. They abruptly rose their shields all simultaneously, then lifted their other hands and place them on their backs, gripping axes. Every last one of the Knights, nearly a hundred, were all standing their ground. Upon seeing their targets, the knights then threw their axes which spun at their enemies. For every Axe that would be thrown, one axe would return to the Knights' hands. Shielded from every direction, a massive block of possessed metal, just stood there. A true, impenetrable fortress. |
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Post by xenomina on Feb 27, 2009 23:17:18 GMT -5
Shonoa slowed as she saw the knights ahead, and barely managed to backdash away from the axes in time. Shanoa had never faced so many opponents in her travels at once, and she was staring to wander if she would be able to last long enough until she could rest for a while. Shaking her head to perish the thought, Shanoa cast a large ball of lighting, Fulgur, towards the knights. Several fell as the ball moved through the army, but the massive army still stood strong. |
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Post by Vize Viper on Mar 2, 2009 15:47:05 GMT -5
Arthur slid under the axes, and took a moment to return to his feet, forcing himself to not show the exhaustion he was starting to feel catch up on him. His expression steeling, he dashed after the lightning ball, resulting in the smaller knight becoming lost from view among the larger knights, where he would start taking his OWN axe to their joints. Timbeeeeeer~! |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Mar 2, 2009 17:21:16 GMT -5
The Axe Knights stood strong, that is, for wherever the lighting ball didn't touch. Every zap of lightning would weaken the knights, and the ball proceeded to zap them all until they fell. Those which didn't fall and were weakened, didn't stay up for very long as Arthur had been cutting them down at their knees. As many Knight that have fallen, still, nearly 30 stood. They all took a new formation, huddling together closer to fill in the gaps of the fallen...trapping Arthur on the inside, getting him squished between armor. The Knights didn't pay attention to the slowly crushing Arthur, in fact, they just sat there while they proceeded to wail more axes at Shanoa, now their only target. |
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Post by xenomina on Mar 2, 2009 20:24:39 GMT -5
Shanoa ducked the oncoming axes before casting the Fulgur glyph twice more, the balls going out at an angle to strike the knights, and hopefully miss her brave companion that had dived into the forest of armor before she lost sight of him. Fearing for his life, Shanoa dashed in after a knight's axe, her arms glowing as a large mace appeared in her hands. With a yell, her weapon slammed against the knight with a heavy clang before it fell to pieces from the force of her blow. Melio Macir, her most powerful hammer glyph, showed no mercy to the knights as she carefully ducked and took out the weakest knights as they scrambled to take the place of the fallen. her body groaned a little with every swing, but Shanoa set herself a pace she was familiar with, and it helped her to continue the fight. |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Mar 4, 2009 3:02:00 GMT -5
With Shanoa's attacks, all of the Knights have fallen, releasing Arthur from his sure trophetization death. The wind blew harshly, and a groan could be heard from ahead...  And that groan came from the Beel, the one which snapped at and tried to intimidate Arthur earlier. Far up ahead the creature stood yet, though for every step the heroes get closer, grander will it seem. It was a fairly large creature, and fairly powerful. Though it had a major weakness...it's neck could snap fairly easily. If one would slash at it's neck with enough force, the monster's head may be likely to fly off. Aware of this weakness, the beast withdraws its neck close to the earth, only exposing it when attacking by snapping at the enemy with its teeth. A terrible foe, it plays dirty, but no it's not impossible to destroy it. |
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Post by Vize Viper on Mar 4, 2009 3:21:17 GMT -5
The minuscule knight, while battered, was far from broken as his eyes settled on the massive, undead head that groaned at him and Shanoa, and in a rush of motion, charged, ducking down to fling a pair of... sickles? As odd as the weapon seemed, they sailed smoothly along the ground towards the Beel's spine... Jaws Theme |
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