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Post by pyro on Apr 29, 2007 5:44:33 GMT -5
The creature began to draw its arm back, evidently going to throw the broadsword. Despite being aware that the throw would now be considerably faster than attacks before, the miss was still insanely close, the distorted blade breaking in various places as it struck the ground.
'Is that right' There was a smirk accompanying the thought behind the mask, when the perfect opportunity arises, how would the now enhanced monster react to the most intense flames able to be conjured? That would have to wait as a sound indicated something else being twisted unnaturally, which, rather predictably, turned out to be the monstrosity lifting the truck it had been standing on in preparation to throw it.
That launch would no doubt result in the need of a lot of effort, thus it would be slower than the sword. So that left one other important factor, if something is to move through the air without obstruction then it cannot be touching the ground. Diving forward, the Hidden Spirit rolled along the ground as soon as he reached it, landing clear of the truck. Now with the distance enclosed between the two, the Hidden Spirit would draw the one broadsword, ready to strike the enemy once it closed the remaining distance, as it would surely do, since it had nought else to throw.
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Post by Noklest on May 7, 2007 0:11:18 GMT -5
The pair would be rushing head long at eachother. Noklest annoyed and angered that the man had simply moved forward and under his attack. The man would have to be stopped and the preserved undead mind of the monstrosity was already set to work on how to do so.
The distance would be closed and as the pair would come closer, Noklest would hunch over. Perhaps as if he was going to roll as he had previously. There would be a small magical discharge and a flicker of light behind his eye holes, but the meaning wouldn't be readily apparant.
They would almost be in attacking distance, when hunched down Noklest's claws dug deeply into the earth and he lifted his body with a harsh force. Flinging gravel, dirt, rocks and dust at his foe and perhaps most importantly his eyes with a tremendous force, using the last bit of the negative energy enhancement in the process. Noklest wanted to make sure that the foe would have to protect his eyes in some fashion and even then the rocks could still embed themselves into the living one's flesh and cause pain.
It would be now that the magical discharge of the eyes would become apparant. Noklest had adjusted his sight so he could see through the dust and debris, where his foe should be unable to see at all. All it would take was a split second to figure out where the man would go and Noklest would move that direction to meet him, and peferably, take a large piece of flesh off with his finger claws.
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Post by pyro on May 7, 2007 7:54:51 GMT -5
Once the roll finished, the Hidden Spirit was resting on his right knee, ready lunge forward by pushing off with his left leg. But the few seconds he had waited allowed for the thing to viciously lift its body, effectively throwing chunks of dirt and stone that was aimed at the face.
Seeing the act, yet again, barely gave enough time to allow for instincts to be followed, the time given just enough for arms to raised and the head dropped, rather like a hunched 'boxers guard'. While this instictive action unnecessarily protected the face, various bits of stone became deeply embedded into each forearm, resulting in the angered grunts as the jaw was clenched in an effort to stifle a cry out. Following this was the Hidden Spirit stepping backward, still crouched. Without needing to look up, it was obvious that dust had smothered the immediate area around the two, but none the less, an estimate of where the monstrosity was could easily be made, and this was enough for the Hidden Spirit to decide where to put his focus.
Expecting the monstrosity to appear in an attempt to strike, the Hidden Spirit envisioned a circle of fire, an inferno in which even the conjurer would not be able to survive. Putting his mental focus into the creation of this infernal fiery pit, which would be about three feet in front of the caster and about four feet in diameter, there would also be attention paid toward any specific sign of the monstrosity’s location, which would inevitably lead toward the flames being target solely on that spot.
With the said flames being conjured in such a manner, there would be little heed paid to protecting those outside the fire, leaving the Hidden Spirit susceptible to the effects of the extreme heat and, of course, with the level on which this magic was being used, the attack could only last a very short amount of time without fatigue taking a tight hold over the physical body.
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