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Post by Vize Viper on Mar 23, 2009 0:40:37 GMT -5
 "Vampire Killer has broken stronger." And with that simple statement, he struck with the whip, and as it hit the bars, there was a flash, and a resounding crack, the bars almost as a whole getting blown back against the far wall. It seemed the power of the Belmont's family heirloom was stronger than the magic brought to bear against Shanoa. |
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Post by xenomina on Mar 23, 2009 1:49:07 GMT -5
 Shanoa was not surprised or amazed by his strength, she was not able to. She did silently thank the man for freeing her from her prison, however. Somewhere inside her, though, a part of her was insisting that there was no possible way that a Belmont, one of the most infamous, was helping her escape. However, she knew it was not an illusion set by Dracula, she would have felt a much darker magic than she did radiating from him. And Dracula surely knew all to well her knack for discerning magic and spells, he would not have tried something so foolish. Shanoa shoved any nagging doubt to the back of her mind, resolving to let Simon prove that he was indeed a Belmont. In a matter of moments, the glyphs on her arms and back shined for a moment as she could feel energy being pulled in around her, the dark energy of Dracula combining with other energies as her strength began to really come back to her. Nevertheless, her voice remained monotone and emotionless as she spokee two simple words. "Lead on." |
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Post by Vize Viper on Mar 23, 2009 3:23:47 GMT -5
With a shrug, and a practiced flick of the wrist to coil his whip back up, the monster killer stepped out into the hallway, glancing around for any guards. "You may have some power, but you should get out while you can." |
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Post by xenomina on Mar 23, 2009 3:34:04 GMT -5
Shanoa also kept her eye out for danger, her senses heightening as they always did when she was in the territory of monsters; ever aware of the shifting of mana and energy as she regained her own and adjusted accordingly. "I cannot." Shanoa whispered back as she took to the shadows, knowing full well that she could still not defend herself. |
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Post by Vize Viper on Mar 24, 2009 14:01:37 GMT -5
With a curious glance at Shanoa, then man shrugged. He was starting to sense a faint dark power from the girl, but he could also tell she wasn't evil. A curse, perhaps? "Fine. Just stay out of my way." |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Apr 15, 2009 3:59:07 GMT -5
 A noise could be heard from in the distance. Tiny little shadows, jumping up and down randomly popped here and there. What was it? The answer could only be found out by following the shadows deeper into the dungeon. |
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Post by xenomina on Apr 16, 2009 1:39:44 GMT -5
"Flea Men," Shanoa whispered, slowing down a bit and allowing the Belmont to take further lead. |
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Post by Vize Viper on Apr 16, 2009 2:49:38 GMT -5
The man grumbled in what sounded like annoyance. He'd recognized the jumping shadows too, and despised fighting the diminutive monsters. But none of this was voiced. Instead, the man simply readied his whip, letting it coil loosely on the stony floor. |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Apr 16, 2009 23:46:22 GMT -5
The noises died down to nothing, and the shadows have melted into the darkness. A cold wind blew through the dark Dungeon...where could the creatures have possibley gone? |
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Post by xenomina on Apr 20, 2009 15:52:02 GMT -5
"They have not gone..." Shanoa whispered, her voice near monotone. "They are going to ambush us as soon as we approach." She pointed down the hall at the place she suspected they were hiding, two small walls dividing one part of the dungeon from another. |
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Post by Vize Viper on Apr 30, 2009 0:29:59 GMT -5
Simon's eyes narrowed, and his grip on the handle of Vampire Killer tightened. "Flea Men aren't the type to ambush." He started moving forwards. "Something killed them." |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Apr 30, 2009 1:24:54 GMT -5
"GRrrrrrrrrrrrrrauuuugh" A roar could be heard in the hollows. If one would look carefully they would see a large shadow, seemingly feeding off of smaller shadows. |
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Post by Vize Viper on May 4, 2009 11:21:17 GMT -5
With a nod to himself as his suspicion was confirmed, the man continued forward, careful to move in such a way that hopefully he'd see the source of the sound before it saw him. |
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Post by xenomina on May 6, 2009 17:18:04 GMT -5
Shanoa followed carefully behind him, keeping an eye out behind them in case anything were try to to jump them from the shadows as they passed by. |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on May 8, 2009 0:08:50 GMT -5
Eyes opened up in the darkness to reveal the shining glare of a creature.  "Groaaagh!" a Manticore burst out of the darkness, howling. It rushed toward Simon and Shanoa, charging at them with its head down. [dice=6][rand=4252184846958206665383561873642352132357779920673036356315018471] |
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