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Psycho Master
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Feb 10, 2017 10:08AM
He smirked, bracing his body with dark and blood magic, releasing his pain magic. The blowing white balls had taken his dark barrier down. He smirked as the spears impailed hin, only going in an inch or so. He pulled them out, smirking. Fire swirled around his wounds, carterizing his wounds. "Is that all?"
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He sighed. "Enough!" The air felt almost like it was static. Lightning struck the area of her copies. "Your tricks show your true colors. I can tell that you know I would defeat you in a head to head fight." He scowled, annoyed that she was resorting to deception. "You are not a true warrior. You are a coward."
He smirked, standing still. He decided to quit talking and get serious. Slowly he relaxed, not paying much attention to the Clones. He took the situation into perspective. He figured that Her sword had nearly the same Properties as Prince Kaeden's sword. But Excalibur was a holy sword... Dante sighed and looked at Freedom with a straight, non chalant look.
He smiled. He had hardened his body with his blood magic, so most of the attacks were ineffective. "Finally." His sword was already drawn. "Come, let me test your skills." He grinned, taking on a easy stance, not really looking serious. Until you looked at his eyes, which were cold as ice, and hard as steel.
He smiled. He slowly walked towards her, cntimplating his next strike with precision. He sighed, dashing forward and striking at her. He stopped right in front of her and pivoted, figuring she would attack him.
He smiled. He slowly walked towards her, cntimplating his next strike with precision. He sighed, dashing forward and striking at her. He stopped right in front of her and pivoted, figuring she would attack him.
He rolled away from the blow quickly. "I figured you would try something along those lines." He dashed at her, sending blow after blow, wondering if she would try and deflect any of her hits. He would win if she did, his sword has a way of working it's way through magic and normal defenses.
He smirked as the blade hit his back. The flesh sizzled. "Ow... That was a little prick... Hardly enough.... try harder." Flame burned around the wounds, carerizing them. He dashed, throwing several quick thrust, followed up by a strong last attack.
He smiled, blocking the hits with his reinforced blood. "You know... the older you get, the more resistant you get to holy objects. The sword... only effects my magic... And thats why I asked you about magic fighting. So physicaly... you are doing only slightly more than what a normal sword would do to me... granted it is still more effective than normal." He had blocked the attacks with his arm. Fire carterized the wounds.
He looked down at the blade. He smirked at the foriegn object in his chest. Blood dripped from his mouth. "So... you thin you have won?" He swung the sword, turning his body as well. He hade made the blade blunt and 100 times heavier, meant to completely break and knock back anything it hit.
He grunted and pushed his ribcage together, using his blood magi to bind it. He carterized his would. "Yes.... I am a little disappointed though. I thought it would be a lot stronger." He looked at her with a look expressing his indifrence. "And Miloh was the one who wanted to know it's strength... and he knew that you wouldn't be able to kill me."
"Sadly since his target took his powers as death away, it would be a breeze to kill him... but he is a bit more insane than you last saw... and very unpredictable." He sighed. "His way of life is twisted... not many of us are tru Daemons Anymore... only Demons. Petty and weak compared to Devils and Daemons..."
He smiled and looked down. "Considering that I hardly scratched the surface with what I can do with you.... I don't think it is smart." He smiled. "Since this is my first time here, maybe you could tell me... what did he attempt to do all that time ago?"
((He attempted to kill her for Excalibur, So he could kill Kaeden.))
"Yes, he was never one to understand the complicated things." He smiled. "But I doubt that is ever gonna stop him from trying. I tried explaining that to him... that the blade was bound. He still alled upon his favor though."
"Like I said, he doesn't care. Honestly, I don't know the exact reason why he wanted to know how strong the sword was and how strong you are." He sighed. "But it was a fun fight, even if it was a little one sided."
He sighed. "Though it is really hard to kill me... after awhile I wold have had to try." He smiled warmly. "I am not so easily toppled, even though you are much faster than me."
"I can be killed.... Just not in any conventional way. Strong banishing magic or Demon holders." He smiled. "But Most of the ways.... just store me in a deathlike state until someone breaks the spell or opening the holder."
"No... I will tell him that your powers are not going work... Dark magic should never be controlled by demons." He smiled. "You should be safe from him."
He sighed. "You realize that most holy water is just normal water right?" He smirked. "Preist don't have magic. Blessed water water is better than "Holy Water."" He laughed. "I am suprised you didn't know that."
He frowned. "I am not sure if Fairies have the same magic... But I could be wrong." He frowned. "Miloh is at it again..." He smiled. "He is going to fight.... I wonder why he activated his demonic presence though... he must feel threatened..." He shook his head. "Oh well..."
He looked at her with a serious expression... then out of the blue he started laughing. "No you are right, nearly everything would threaten him. But he wouldn't let his power out. All demons that come from royal line have a limit set in... though we can activate it and it increases what we can do greatly." He looked at her and his eyes glowed a dark red. Black swirls of magic swirled around him, seeming to make the area around them shift and toil. His eyes returned to normal. "Like that. Only Mine is many times stronger than his.... And his half brother Kaeden's is nearly on par with mine."
"There are only a few. Me, Miloh, Lucifer, and Kaeden." He smiled. "Mine is the most powerful, but also the most tasking to use." He smiled. "Milohs is the weakest, but he can use it for hours without tire."
"No there is three. Lucifer is still lord of the underworld. Kaeden, Miloh and I are the only ones in this realm." He frowned. "Though you are right about there not being many angels.
"They are just Isolated and to 'High and Mighty' to care about humans and what goes on in their world." He shook his head, slightly agitated.
He sighed. "Where do we get this... tea?" He frowned. "I have only been in this world for a few days." He smiled.
He looked at her confused and sighed. "You mortals are so strange... By the way, what is tea?" He thought it might be a beverage of sorts but really had no idea.
((For anyone who wants to join))Clancy wandered around, clearly amazed at the beauty of the places both in and outside of the Haven. This would be a good place to rest.
Miloh crawled out of the shadow, exhausted. "Mana consumption is so bad... how does he manage to keep those magic spears going??" He picked himself up, feeling a bit better, being away from the fray he was just in. "And water magic.... how rude." He smiled, cracking his knuckles loudly, then his neck and back. "Now, where am I?"
Miloh looked at her and smirked. "Ahhh.... Lamia." He smiled. "I am an Assassin, put forth to kill the demon prince Kaeden. Sadly I failed, Now I just live here." He was a little on edge, knowing he was drained of magic. But his sword was sheathed next to him. "And you?"
He smiled. "When your prey is like a god.... it isn't very easy. Though I hear he gave up his immortality for a woman though." He laughed.(Sorry gotta go.))
"If Only you knew his power. Not any person could kill me. I was the embodyment of death. He seized that power. He is the serpent, he consumes all to live. And only gets stronger. He is quite the pest."
He smiled. "He chopped me into bits. Sent me back to hell. Nasty work it was." He smirked. "But it is whatever. I could beat him. now."
He smiled. "Who knows. But I don't think you should attempt him. He will be a lot more careful with how he is. You wouldn't survive the encounter." He sighed. "He is stronger than The Horseman War last I checked, but he was immortal then. Even as a mortal, he is very powerful... and will rely more on physical attack, and magic defense." He shook his head.
He shook his head, dual scythes flashing into existence. "Do you have any weapons by chance? I do feel like a tidbit of sparring will lighten the mood."
He tilted his head. He wore a devious smirk, and his eyes went from blue to glowing red. "Well, we can spar, then you can eat."
"As long as it ain't me.... Who cares. Maybe we can find a band of hunters." He smiled, readying himself. "Sound good?"
He smiled. "But I really wouldn't be much good. I am soulless." He smirked. "Whenever your ready."
He jumped back, eyes flashing again. He waited, deciding on a defense, until he knew more about what she could do.
He dodged, crawling out of a shadow nearby. Throws knives, agile, pretty fast. He was observing her first.
He frowned, dodging it and appearing from another shadow, eyes burning bright. And poison, lovely. He dashed towards her, jumping into an attack, but disappearing, reappearing behind her, going for a strike that would do little damage.
He smirked, recovering quickly. "You have some pretty quick reaction time." He went to the shadows again, appearing a little out of her reach. He was running scenarios.
He returned to the shadows. "I hope you aren't trying to kill me. I would have to come back and kill you."
He smiled, dashing forward. The scythes changed forms in a flash to a large hammer. He slammed it down, sending waves of dark magic in every direction.
He smirked, hammer changing into a trident. He was secretly forming a mesh net with the dark magic he had used with the hammer. The net fell on her and he smirked. "Tada!!"
He dodge the poison. "Stop with that. Once you say that I have won, I will let you out." He smiled, ready to dodge more poison.
He laughed a little. "You know, I have a thing for watching things writh without much power. I am not an assassin for nothing." He smiled as the net vanished.
He sighed. "I will just end up killing you in the next life."
He smiled. "You shouldn't have used it so much. Onward... to find a hunter, or two."
He smiled. "I get power from taking souls of mortals. So Hunters.... and anything that is humanoid. He feeds of life... so he has it easy. Plants, people, animals. Like I said... He always will be stronger."
