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Post by Melody on Aug 18, 2021 23:24:10 GMT -8
Melody simply nodded at Loki when he agreed to point out the sorcerer in the midst of battle in enemy territory. Himiwari approached the Duchess by requesting an audiance after their mission was over becoming a samurai by the sound of it.
“Lord Echo is my son. If you’re being recommended to train in the philosophy of Samurai, the Bossa Nova clan will teach you the fundamentals necessary to become one, but the rank must be assigned by a noble of the Pig Demon Duchies who you have sworn your life and loyalty to. We shall discuss the matter further over tea.”
Everyone hid inside the shipments, suppressing their power levels to hide from the black heart namekians, and the Bossa Nova trio were joined by Seungryu who introduced himself properly in a eastern land greeting. Rather than answer they simply bowed their heads slightly in acknowledgement and began to hide in a crate.
The journey to the northern islands was ardeus, at no point did the Black heart namekians question the lack of security when recovering the goods, and under the veil of darkness the crates were being opened to collect the stolen property. It was completely pitch dark, being close to the north pole, without any proper lighting, a few black heart namekians had black sclera with colored irises which allowed them to see in total darkness. The sorcerer was quite a distance away from the shipments, the one who led them all, a blue skinned magus with white sclera who stood about five feet tall dressed in particular robes and carrying a staff on his back.
Treble, the black heart namekian sorcerer, was meditating as the horde in his charge began to break apart the shipment boxes.
As soon as the crate containing the Boss Nova siblings was opened, Canon was the first to launch himself out, wielding three swords slicing through the enemy horde with precision. Behind the green haired samurai, was his elder sister Melody who also wielded three swords in support, and Cadence held her spirit ore made sword from a rubber tree which allowed her sword to flexibly bend to protect the surrounding area completely outnumbered.[360] [8,386/14,000] Posting order: Melody , Loki , Kurogane , seungkyu , Bass
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Post by Loki on Aug 19, 2021 7:54:46 GMT -8
“Now, which one…”
Loki’s own stature opened a grander selection of opportunities. So, while the others chose the container that would hide them, Loki waited until the majority of them were finished. He had little reason to claim an overly large container if it would be best surrendered to another. An inkling of benignity, though mostly a consideration rooted firmly in logical reasoning.
Loki found one that suited him well enough. He made the necessary adjustments to the cargo and made himself as at home as he could, closing whatever lid or drawing whatever hatch needed drawing to close him off from the outside world.
Their debut was as sudden as one would expect. One unfortunate enough to unearth the blue, nightmare-eyed namekian found themselves heaven-bound. Steel parted the flesh of the lucky individuals handling the box of samurai and as for Loki… well, the abrupt eruption of a chaotic situation they just barely begun to grasp the weight and severity of caused his handler to drop the container. While that individual ran off to make an attempt to engage with the chaotic few that just popped out, Loki crawled out. It appeared its topple was enough to open it.
Loki only took a moment to gather his bearings via sight. “Alright, time to call up a mini-map.” He saw no immediate threat and hoped if one came about, another would quickly quell it. To assist him in his own efforts, the pads of his bestial fingers came together excluding the middle and ring fingers. Those curled downwards, resting against their respective counterparts. “Tori.” Like his other utterances, it was but a whisper. A small amount of ki was released just then. It moved in a sudden, quick pulse in the shape of a growing sphere. It did not possess the necessary potency to be visible nor to be felt outside of those searching for such subtle sensations.
Drawing his hands out of their unique and specific formation, he turned his palms skyward and sprawled his fingers outwards. The small portion of colored ki took the shape of everything his previous pulse swept over. It made a crude map with an appearance akin to that of a hologram. There was a red ball that Loki made an effort to retain the exact position of. Many other markers could have been there, but they were not. Instead, Loki’s intention was simply on the environment itself and a strange, eerie energy signature much like his own. That was what the red dot he placed there indicated.
Loki looked for Melody and moved towards her if such was required, keen to lift his illusionary creation for her to see.
“That was easier than I thought it’d be, but here’s a map and that red dot? It’s a weird energy kinda like mine. It worth checkin’ out?”
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Post by Kurogane on Aug 19, 2021 21:43:26 GMT -8
The glare that was tossed Himawari's way did not get a single reaction from the tall man with a shock of white hair; why would it? He was blindfolded and thus couldn't see that poisonous glance cast his way. The tall man's smile never faltered, which only made it appear as if he were mocking the annoyed demon prince all the more - though, in reality and in fairness, if Himawari could see that glare, he probably would openly mock him. Seungkyu was behaving so childishly, so rudely; he had almost felt that punch that the man suffered at the hands of the greenette, and he had to admit, it was a good thing he couldn't see it as he would have burst into raucous laughter.
Hotaru, on the other hand, did spot that little glare. But, he paid it no mind at all. He noticed that his compatriot was far more interested in speaking with the green haired woman than he was dealing with an immature stranger.
Echo was her son? That was a bit surprising. Mostly because Melody looked so young. How old was Echo again? He must have been, at least, around Hotaru's age, but, Melody did not look very much older than Himawari did. In her early to mid twenties, maybe?
"Ah, what coincidence then that we so happen to have met your son on the train platform; he appeared to be going in the opposite way that we were headed and we met in the middle." Himawari nodded and smiled politely.
"I do not know any members of the Pig Demon Duchies... I'm not sure if my sister could give him the title or not...She's the head of the Phoenix Clan now, but I don't think they're part of the Pig Demon Duchies' territory; their estate is in the Western Lands, somewhat more to the North in the Western Lands." Hotaru nodded a bit, "Yes, we can speak more in depth after we finish with this current job."
With that, he followed his chaperone to one of the containers. It was just the right size for the two of them. They moved some of the things inside and slipped into the container. It was not uncomfortable but at the same time, it wasn't particularly comfortable. It just was. They allowed the lid to be put down over their heads and with their energy levels suppressed to almost nothing, they waited to be transported to wherever the missing supplies were going.
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It was a bit nauseating, the sudden movement, the shifting, the swaying, and the weird sensation of being teleported. The young boy felt sick to his stomach and he bit back this need to heave.
He heard a commotion. Shouting, screaming, cursing, and then the top of his crate had opened a few seconds later and Himawari was out, leaping out of the crate as the unfortunate Black Heart Namekian who had chosen to open their container was hit across the face and sent sprawling across the ground. Hotaru leapt out of the crate and landed beside the blindfolded man.
"Let's finish this up quickly, if at all possible." Himawari grinned as he looked around.
WC: 530 | 2,360 CWC: 9,030 | 14,000
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Post by seungkyu on Aug 20, 2021 21:14:06 GMT -8
Once the box opened, Seungkyu charged forward with his naginata, piercing the namekian who opened it. Another one came from behind, sensing the attack, he crouched down to dodge and slammed the end of the pole of his weapon to its chest and struck the other who came after. “Heh.” He smirked, feeling a little more confident of his rusty fighting skills after four hundred years of being dormant. But there were more enemies closing in, three, in particular, were about to jump on the demon prince simultaneously. There was a surge in his energy, he could sense the bloodlust within him, just by seeing this horde kept his demonic nature excited. At once, he somersaulted into the air completely dodging the three while they crashed against each other. At the same time, he summoned his wings and raised his palm; a concentrated ball of energy slowly formed on it and fired it towards the mutants beneath him. The burst of flames immediately spread in their bodies and burnt them to ashes. Seungkyu hovered over the rest of the hordes, especially those who formed in groups to attack his allies and blasted the same technique on them. Unknowingly, a large insect namekian closed in the distance while he was busy lighting up its comrades on the ground. The demon was easily tackled and was sent flying down towards a shack near the three Bossa Nova Samurai. The raven-haired man shook his head, frustrated at the surprise blow while rising to his feet as if nothing happened, “Tch.” He then levitated again to face the giant insect with renewed vigor, “You’re a bad, bad, mushi. You don’t want to make an enemy of an angry dragon, right?”While he was tempted to show off his draconic form, he held back thinking that it should be his last resort, after all, it was risky. He might lose control of himself, considering he had not used it for a long time, he might place his comrades in danger rather than taking hold of victory in their hands. Thus, instead, he vanished from the sight of his opponent, reappearing behind his back, piercing his lance on its chest. Its armor was thick, though, the blade barely made a scratch. He continued to strike with his weapon from different directions but the insect was quick and was able to parry all the blows with its claws. “Hrrmmm. Now, I am angry!” The demon grew his body in a much larger form, his arms turned dark and scaly, while his irises became bloody red, scales also formed around his eyes and his fangs became sharper. He looked straight into the namekian's eyes with rage, threw his weapon down, and disappeared in an instant, choking the gigantic insect by its throat before mauling it to the dirt below. [473/2,127] [9,503/14,000] Bass Melody Loki Kurogane
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Post by Bass on Aug 23, 2021 8:03:29 GMT -8
Things quickly seemed to pick up in intensity after the first crate was open. Peeling his body out of the cramped crate and toppling over the side, he'd recover to his feet as the rest of his allies began to battle the ones who wanted to benefit off of the stolen supplies. Rolling his shoulders and working a kink out of his neck, several cracks later as he observed how well they carried themselves, Bass would let both of his arms drop to assess the forward situation. This would be the easiest moment no doubt, as they were taken by surprise and the area wasn't heavily reinforced. Yet in a matter of seconds word would spread and the main forces of this 'base' would be delegated towards them. There were no questions about their power, what with one Black Heart Namekian being sent through the clouds and others being clobbered by their respective opponents. Most interesting to the Namekian in terms of his allies looked to be Seungkyu. At first he was wondering if he should intervene, as the princes weapon seemed to simply be tinging off of the reinforced monster. Though before Bass could in a healthy way decide Seungkyu should be helped, he underwent... Something, for sure. It reminded him of Queen Taras, given the draconic properties and the rather strong impression the forms gave. Needless to say Bass went from being worried to feeling bad for Seungkyu's opponent, turning to face what would eventually be hitting them full force. After all, he was supposed to be leading the charge. "Alright, regroup when you can. You'll be safer together." He said. It was true against the hordes of Black Heart Namekians, but the few sorcerers here...? Bass wasn't sure. On the topic of sorcerers, despite the distance his eyes had settled on something eerie. To most it was just a blue Black Heart Namekian, but to Bass... Well, that meant there was a method to the madness that was him. He'd assumed his mutations were merely a product of genetic chaos, but this... Well, it was enough to make him rethink that possibility. Nevertheless, he walked. Moving towards the front and heading forward, the compounding swarms would begin to rush in. It had yet to get to the worst of it, but even now there was a Black Heart Namekian every five or so meters, in no time at all they'd be climbing on top of each other to try and get at them. And then the horde made contact. A nigh undetectably fast punch and green mist, a ki blast that caused another to implode into flaming remains, a carefully placed forearm to catch a strike and slam it aside to allow his other hand to grab them by the chest and slam them through the horde. The throw caused a line of them to topple over, the nearer ones injured more than the more distant Namekians. While all of his allies could see the situation, he voiced what might need to happen. He was powerful, but the amount of destructive power he'd need to sweep this kind of horde was too big, it'd scar the land and endanger his allies. So he had another idea. "If you all think you can hold them off, I'm going to go for their leader!" He shouted, bass filled voice resounding back. Waiting for answers he'd intercept a creature trying to rush passed him with a kick to the gut that sent it slamming through a larger insectoid monstrosity. "It's getting more packed, set up defenses while you can!"From the loading bay, for the most part they had the benefit of a choke point. A series of boxes and supplies made basically a wall that they were at the foot of, a mountain of discarded and unused containers. It had also wrapped around their sides slightly as well, being on the edge of this base the enemy had made. That meant the horde was coming for the most part from ahead of them. Of course... A clever enemy or two might use that assumption to their advantage, the really dangerous ones to look out for. Another one tried to leap passed Bass, but its ankle was grabbed, and it was used as a club to slam around several others. Time was of the essence. 725 | 10,228/14,000 Melody seungkyu Kurogane @lokibutheleft:(
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Post by Melody on Aug 25, 2021 14:14:38 GMT -8
Within seconds the hidden group was discovered by Black Heart Namekians, Loki took it upon himself to project a mini map of their location with a red dot indicating the potential sorcerer responsible of masking the others from being detected in Emerald Isle, the opposition had their power levels suppressed and veiled entirely in the darkness of the night. Melody narrowed her violet eyes, the moment the visual was gone, so was the fennec fox beastman. The Duchess clenched her teeth over the ito wrap, no matter how strong she had become, she still failed to execute their plan perfectly. It was not the horde that was at fault, it was her own ability of being unable to protect anyone, and she cursed under her breath as she screamed a kiai to slice down a demon in her way with the blade held by her mouth.
“We lost Loki!” Melody altered the others after she pulled the hilt of her wakizashi to speak, “Stay close and we will make it out alive! We’re deep in enemy lines, just remember our goal here!”
The primary goal was to capture or obliterate the sorcerer who was aiding the raids, the town guards of Emerald Isle were more than capable of protecting the island, but were unable to detect this sorcerer for some time. However, Bass made it clear that he was going to press on without the group, and at that point Melody’s heart almost stopped. If Bass was lost to the enemy, all hope of defeating Piccolo Daimao would diminish the instant he was absorbed by his predecessor, and she signaled to her siblings to protect the group using the crates as a temporary fort.
“Over my dead body!” Melody palm pressed the CEO on the shoulder with such force he would need to use his regenerative ability to heal the bruise she left behind, she winced from the pain she tried to inflict on her friend, it seemed she injured her own hand trying to hit him so she shook away the numbing pain by waving it in the air.
After a beat, she was assaulted by the horde, completely outnumbered, but not entirely outmatched. She pressed her back against Bass as he walked forward while fighting the rest off, she kept close to slice through the enemy, leaving a mess of purple blood all over her body. It was bad enough they lost Loki somewhere, she was not going to lose someone else in this calamity, and she hoped Bass was immediate in making a decision on Treble in order to get out of this hell. [436] [10,664/14,000] NEW Posting order: Melody , Kurogane , seungkyu , Bass
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Post by Kurogane on Aug 27, 2021 16:40:08 GMT -8
The original group of Black Heart Namekians that had swooped down upon the crates in order to pry them open and check their spoils was brought down relatively quickly. One by one, as each of the crates opened, someone emerged from the crates and brought pain onto the Black Heart Namekians; Bass, Himawari, the samurai siblings of Melody and those that had come with her, Hotaru, etc. They leapt from their containers and brought their opponent down.
Himawari was particularly quick in bringing his foe to the ground.
"These things aren't particularly impressive," The tall man with a shock of white hair commented as he kicked the body of the Namekian away from him.
"Rule number one!" Hotaru shouted as he had leapt out of the crate behind his chaperone. He landed several feet before the man, his body in a half crouched position, what some would jokingly call the superhero landing.
"You know, that's terrible on your knees," Himawari commented.
"Less talking, more fighting." Hotaru's body crackled with energy. It radiated off him as electricity arced off his body in small crackling bolts. As several of the Black Heart Namekians surrounded the white haired and scarred young man, they all leapt toward him. Their claws were extended, their fangs were exposed, their eyes filled with malicious intent and cruel sadistic smiles crossed their faces; until, that is, they got close and then Hotaru released a sudden burst of energy from his body. It radiated outward in a semi-visible dome that stretched out several feet in all directions and the Black Heart Namekians were struck by it, screaming in agony as their bodies writhed and shook as electricity coursed through their system.
The small group was sent flying away from him, bouncing along the ground, several of them charred and smoking.
"Ah, remember to respect your elders," Himawari said jokingly, though he did somewhat grin as the boy was behaving so mature and responsible at the moment. He's grown up.
Off to the side, the small fennec fox did something, Himawari sensed it, he wasn't sure what it was, but he turned his head in the fox's direction and then Loki was gone.
"Well, that's unfortunate," How, how did the fox disappear? Where did he disappear to?
Hotaru was still fighting the enemy, ducking under one particularly large Black Heart Namekian's fist as he struck the Namekian in the gut and sent him flying backwards, bouncing and skidding across the ground before he slammed into several others and knocking them all over like bowling pins.
WC: 425 | 2,785 CWC: 11,089 | 14,000
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Post by seungkyu on Aug 27, 2021 20:30:25 GMT -8
The demon prince was busy obliterating the enemies that went about his way when he heard from Melody that the fox was gone, for some mysterious reason. Ah, too bad… he seemed to be the most friendly in the group, and Seungkyu wanted to get to know the beastman more. Perhaps he could point him to some decent jobs right after this, too. But oh well, it couldn’t be helped. Though he hoped that the fox hadn't been fatally injured or abducted, it would be more of a relief for the demon if Loki only deserted the party than knowing that he actually died during the raid. While he wouldn't necessarily approve of such an action, he'd understand the fur guy for saving himself of the danger if he really thought it was too much for him. As for Seungkyu, he was in dire need of money so he took the job. While it was more challenging for him than the rest of his comrades, it no longer mattered to him whether he survived this battle or not, there was no one left in his place, after all. No one knew him in this generation, so what's the risk of leaving the world as soon as you woke up from a deep sleep? It felt like he was dead during those four centuries anyway. The hordes of enemies continued to assault the party; while they were successful in reducing the numbers early on, the Namekians just kept sending reinforcements, which slowed down the progress of the group. Like bacteria, they began to increase exponentially, and it was becoming more difficult to tear through the thick horde. Seungkyu was getting a lot more frustrated at the sudden turn of events, however, he noted that he couldn’t let himself lose control or he would put his allies in danger. Focusing on the enemies on his side, he would raise his palm, forming dark purplish energy which turned into dark flames floating on his hands. He would then throw them into the group of namekians to incinerate them. More assailants came after him, the flying mutants who were also able to blast ki energy. One, in particular, caught him off guard, shooting a projectile from above; it left a burnt mark on the demon’s right arm as he tried to deflect it with his scales. “Tch,” of course, he wouldn’t miss answering back so he summoned his wings again, flew towards the pesky namekian and choked him by the neck, slammed him into the dirt before burning him into crisp. He was aware by now that the beasts shouldn’t be allowed to regenerate or they would be swallowed alive as the monstrous creatures keep growing their population. After quite some time, their blue namekian ally shouted, informing the party that he would instead go for the leader to end this once and for all. Seungkyu didn’t think it was a good idea, but the guy seemed strong enough to handle the boss alone. Yet, the green-haired lady protested, even attempting to hurt her friend just to stop him. The raven-haired demon would then move closer towards the two, charging against the enemies along the way. “How about this, you two go after the boss while the rest of us keep all the other enemies at bay. We’re going to serve as distractions so you could face the leader yourselves. It's safer when it's done by pairs, eh?”Once he got a confirmation, he would completely transform into his draconic form and burn the rest of the enemies down to ashes. “Aight, everyone, out of the way!”[610/2,737] [11,699/14,000] Bass Melody Kurogane
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Post by Bass on Aug 29, 2021 20:09:37 GMT -8
The Namekian seemed to remain transfixed on the blue Black Heart Namekian through the streams of more monstrous ones. Short, sure, but... That was a little too familiar to himself for it to sit right. To think it had no meaning was doing the situation an injustice. He was familiar with King Piccolo's spawn and their mutations, so then why... Why did he and it have the same trait amidst the chaos? Was it really just two one in a millions? Not that he was rare- statistically it was just as likely he was scaled and gnarly looking, but if one was looking for a specific result it was... Incredibly rare unless the Warlord himself had plans. Did he have plans? So when his arm was punched, he was the one who decided how much the pain turned his attention. Melody found out quick that he wasn't too responsive to the aggressive show of affection, as his arm didn't move all that much as he seemingly remained focused on the source of his vision. As he did so, Namekians that got too close found themselves backhanded into the distance or with a fist through their bodies. That wasn't to say he was entirely ignorant of what she was saying. She was worried about him, and it made the Namekian sigh. Relationships were so complicated... Now he was expected to change his fighting style for her? His eyes turned to look towards Melody. It wasn't the middle of an Izakaya in the midst of the night, it was a battlefield. The look on his face wasn't necessarily aggressive, but there was certainly a lot more focus and attentiveness in his eyes. Even with his attention on her, his extended hand would start charging up a blast of ki. The deceptive radius of it was enough to incinerate several Namekians that were too close to it during the charge phase. Her words played through his head several times. For a moment he was so focused he took it literally, thinking she'd literally pose herself as an additional obstacle and sabotage the operation. She wasn't that... Emotional, was she? If it was a sudden decision she wanted, her interruption of his stride threw a wrench into a smooth sequence of events. The charging blast of ki was released, a marble sized ball of ki slowing sifting forward. It seemed to have a fatal radius a hundred times its size, effectively equalling to a few meters that incinerated anything nearby. Once it was sufficiently distant and planted within the horde the Namekian clenched his fist while looking over towards Seungkyu. The plume accompanying the explosion rolled upwards in several layers as Namekian bodies flew outwards. The Demon princes words sounded like a painful compromise, but that was the only way this was getting done. Therefore he gave a nod. The demon prince seemed capable enough, blazing the horde down to size to give them a window. The look in his eyes shifted, for what the situation was he saw Seungkyu's behaviour as respectable. "Sure, let's head out then."His head turned, the brief crater devoid of the massive amount of Namekians they'd been dealing with providing a moments passage before it'd flood back in. Even if they got through the choke, they'd have to deal with them on all sides. By putting her back up to his, Melody had essentially tied her life to him. If he dashed off she'd get killed from behind. So with that they'd need to take it slow and gradual. Beginning to advance he'd front hand slap a Namekian into a spiralling trajectory until it crashed into several others, kneeing another and catching a final one with a vicious right hook. Treble could be seen giving out orders in the back, keeping tabs on them and trying to get the word out to other influential figures in Piccolo Daimao's hordes. If they spent too long here, an unavoidable hammer might just crush them. 663 | 12,362 Melody Kurogane seungkyu
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Post by Melody on Aug 29, 2021 22:49:25 GMT -8
Seungryu affirmed the sudden change of plans with Bass and Melody. With the target on sight issuing commands, it seemed the CEO of Momentum Corp wanted to capture the leader alive, otherwise a ki blast would have been enough to end the sorcerer. At least that’s what the Duchess assumed was the case as the skirmish against the horde continued. While the group was formidable in battle, there was a physical limit, there was only so much conserved ki that was being utilized that would fatigue the best fighter. Melody broke a sweat on her forehead, she used her lips to blow her green bangs from her eyes which had become wet from purple namekian blood, and she continued to slice through until she somersaulted up into the air with all three of her blades like a green tornado of a thousand cuts. From flying through the air, she closed the distance with the unsuspecting sorcerer, who was kicked from behind by the blade master’s sole of her boot towards Bass. Treble was launched forward, he immediately drew the staff from his back which morphed into a iridescent bubble trapping the Duchess inside of it, as a last ditch effort to have his life spared as long as he concentrated on entombing her inside. The bubble hovered after the Black Heart Namekian in close proximity, Bass towered over the sorcerer’s smaller stature, his eyes met his black sclera eyes once and smugly looked over to Melody. Sorcery was one of Melody’s weaknesses as a close counter combatant, she used her swords to attempt breaking the bubble, and it only forced the surface to stretch. This was not exactly what she meant by fighting with her own life, she had no doubt that Bass could sever the ki connection from her prison, and take out Treble but they were running out of time. Canon and Cadence were immediate to protect the others from harm who were nearly assaulted by flying enemies in the air, so that the group on the defensive could focus on the Black Heart Namekians on the ground, moments later Seungryu transformed and they retreated back as the native eastern lander’s power level burst in the chaos. The twins were awed by the sight of a mighty dragon, closing the distance with Hotaru and Himiwari, and kept away from the massive draconic fire breath. The charred path from the aftermath was the opportunity for the others to retreat back to the mainland. It was now or never. [419] [12,781/14,000] Posting order: Melody, Kurogane, seungkyu, Bass
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Post by Kurogane on Aug 31, 2021 14:05:23 GMT -8
The Black Heart Namekians were really getting stomped out there. It wasn't that they were weak; they were just outclassed by a superior force. Or, at least, that is what it appeared like, at least to Himawari. Even Hotaru, with his minimal training, was doing a decent amount of damage to the Black Heart Namekians that had foolishly attempted to surround him. Perhaps they saw him, a young boy, and thought he was an easy target? Perhaps they saw him and decided that, being so young, he must be weak? Perhaps, they figured that if they came at him from all sides, in vast numbers, they would overwhelm him with ease and cut him down? Perhaps. It was possible that they thought about one of those things or perhaps even all of them. Either way, they were quickly proven wrong as the boy's body was radiating electrical discharge that streaked across the air around him like miniature lightning bolts.
He could only imagine what Hotaru looked like; he had a general idea of what the technique looked like, having seen it in use in the past, but he had not seen Hotaru use it until now. But, he had an idea, a general image, of what was happening. He could hear the electricity, he could feel the static energy of it, and he could hear and smell the Namekians being struck and scorched and burned.
He was holding back, though. Himawari could tell. Even through the blindfold, he could see, he could feel, that Hotaru was holding back. He was not out there to slaughter the Black Heart Namekians. He was out there to incapacitate them, bring them down and make sure they don't get up for a while but that they were not dead. A good potent zap would incapacitate anyone, even these strange looking creatures.
He had so much to learn. But, he was doing rather well so far, restraining himself. He knew his power, he knew his limits, and he knew how to suppress and hold back and hold his punches. If he had wanted to, he could have unleashed something far more powerful across the battlefield, but doing so could have caused more damage, not only against the Namekian enemy but also against his own allies, and also against the supplies that they had been tasked with protecting.
This kid, there's something in him that somewhat sent a chill down Himawari's spine, excited him. Being around Hotaru was the same as being around Sakura; they gave off that same strange aura. He liked it.
Something was happening off to the side, something with the blue guy and the woman named Melody. Himawari hadn't been paying attention to what they were up to, focused more on keeping any Namekians from getting too close to Hotaru; one good strike here, a swift kick there, and Nameks were laying on the ground bleeding, broken, but ultimately still very alive. They just wouldn't be getting up for quite some time.
Himawari's fingers were snapping rhythmically as he walked around, dodging attacks from the various Black Heart Namekians that attempted to get past him and Hotaru. They were failing miserably, as the blindfolded man with a shock of white hair side stepped their attacks with surprising, and annoying, ease. Their eyes filling with nuclear rage as their attacks missed, hitting nothing but air with each attempt.
Something made him stop. He stopped snapping and he peered over to the side. That annoying guy, the one who wanted to leave the group behind to find a job, he had just become...a dragon? Yes, that is what happened. He could sense it, he could hear it, he could practically smell it.
"Oh, this just got very interesting," The smile on Himawari's face spreading just a tad bit wider as his excitement grew, "Hotaru! Come! Now!" Himawari shouted over to the white haired and scarred young man who had unleashed a devastating strike against one of the Namekians, one so potent that the boy's fist appeared to sink into the Black Heart Namekian's chest and bulge out his back before momentum appeared to kick in and the Namek was sent hurtling through the air away from him, slamming into several others and knocking them all across the ground like flailing and screaming bowling pins, their limbs twisted and pretzled around each other as they lay on the ground in visible pain, and groaning.
Hotaru did not need to be told twice. As soon as Himawari called out to him, he pulled away from several of the Black Heart Namekians attempting to charge upon him. His electricity, his lightning aura, striking them as they were sent skidding along the ground but remained upright and on their feet despite their clothing being singed and smoking.
They were soon joined by the twins and they could now take the opportunity to retreat back to the mainland, charging down the scorched path that the massive dragon opened up for the group. They had one shot to get back to the mainland, and they had best take it.
WC: 850 | 3,635 TWC: 13,631 | 14,000
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Post by seungkyu on Sept 2, 2021 8:08:58 GMT -8
It was quite surprising that Seungkyu was able to hold out his draconic form this long, as this was his first time using it again after his deep slumber for four hundred years. His earliest experience of the transformation was during a random training session in their kingdom; while he couldn’t exactly remember the details, it left a dangerous impression on him, thus the reluctance at first to use the said ability. As such, it added to his amusement that he was now able to control himself pretty well this time. The dragon continued to breathe fire, the burst of flames instantly swallowed the unsuspecting Namekians, while his allies continued to fight off the enemies who were able to get past his massive form, as well as his assault. Now that the path had been cleared, and that the number of the enemies was starting to decline, the party started to retreat to the mainland. The short scarred-face guy, his tall blindfolded companion, the twins, Cadence, and Canon ran towards the vessel that brought them here, in the enemy territory. Seungkyu stopped his attacks and looked over to the trail he made for Bass and Melody and noticed that both had not joined the others yet. He roared and signaled the others that he was going after the pair; feeling confident that the group could handle themselves in any case they got surrounded again. At once, with a strong flap of his wings, the dark-scaled monster headed to the location of their main target. He hovered over the field, casting his massive shadows over the grassland below, as he witnessed the skirmish. The blue Namekian in military suit didn’t seem to have trouble fighting off the sorcerer, however, the lady samurai was quickly caught in a bubble-like cage, struggling to break away from the trap. Seungkyu roared again and flailed his wings to create a powerful gust that distracted the enemy, which their Namekian ally took advantage of, tackling and knocking out the opponent in instant. The vibrations of the sound shattered the durable bubble trap. The dragon then snatched Melody, gently, despite his sharp claws, leaving his peer to take care of the sorcerer. Whether he would finish him off, or capture him alive was up to him. Once Bass was done, Seungkyu would follow suit, still holding the greenette in his claws as they escaped back to Emerald Isle. [403/3,140] [14,034/14,000] Bass Melody Kurogane
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