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Sixty Sixth Star [Video]

-The video feed clicks on to show Tir standing on what looks to be a giant tower of rubble. Sorry, Sho, he commandeered it for this purpose. He needed to be tall. He's also drenched in blood, having made no attempt to clean up after devouring Gremio.-

Ah ha... ah ha ha ha... HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAA!

I KNEW it! I told them they were all going to die. They were idiots, the lot of them. But hey, Discedo, let me THANK YOU personally for getting rid of the competition. Now all that's left is to inact the final movement in this little opera of screams.

-He pulls off the glove on his right hand. No automail beneath. Flesh and bone. And an angrily glowing symbol.-

It doesn't have much left... but I've been smart. I knew this would happen. But I'm not going to die like some rat in a corner. I said I'd become a God of Death and I meant it. And I'm going to start with this entire city.

-The black miasma, it seems to scream with a thousand voices, begins to pour out from the Rune. The symbol appears above him, glowing like a sun and pretty much casting off an aura of death and destruction. Shit just got real.-

I'M GOING TO KILL EACH AND EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU IN ONE FELL SWOOP! I WILL BE A GOD!

TRUE RUNE OF LIFE AND DEATH! UNLEASH YOUR JUDGEMENT ON THESE PATHETIC HUMANS! LET'S SHARE THIS BANQUET OF SOULS AND FLESH!

-Oh snap.-

[[ Spoiler: It's not gonna work. But someone might want to stop him anyways. Riful, now's your chance to shut his arrogant ass up! ]]

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[The scrap means nothing, Lute already took to the air avoiding the piece tossed at him. His spell is dissolved as he cancels it trading it out for a new one. These are old tactics, and nothing even comparable to the finest of Hell's army. Yet, since he didn't take care of this quicker, perhaps he was getting rusty?]

I must be getting out of touch. I thought to give you a chance to surrender, but you have already done too much damage, I should have destroyed you without saying anything.

[A quicker spell this time, the magic circle formed around Lutes hand, and a quick stream of focused energy came blasting down towards the youma, Lute quick behind ready to attack after it had hit the ground, or hopefully the youma.]

[ Naja doesn't want to do this. He looked like Tir, he sounded like Tir. But he wasn't acting like Tir. She had to remind herself constantly that it wasn't him. For Walahra's sake, it was NOT HIM.

She came with her morning star gripped tightly in hand, ready to use her magic as needed. Blinding with a flash of light, and healing as necessary...she tried so hard not to use her magic, to keep others from widely knowing about it, but desperate times called for desperate measures. The Princess of Zhwan was willing to take whatever means to keep her tenants alive, as much as she hated to do this.

She came running in with a feline scream, lashing out wildly. ]

[[ Posting order: Tir, Riful, Tir, Lute, Tir, Naja
This way, Tir can react when he needs to, given they're all targeting him. ]]

-In a blink, Tir used more of his Youma-based skills to clear the beam Lute had cast at him. So it was going to be three on one, was it? He liked those odds. After all, he only needed so much time before Soul Eater was ready to release. He could handle this on physical skill alone.

And it became apparent as Tir spun Heaven Fang to knock aside Naja's attack. Strength, speed, skill... supplementing Tir's natural martial brilliance with his own physical and strategic superiority lead the Youma to let out an arrogant chuckle.-

This'll be fun... HA HA HA!

[Riful had leapt back at the blast of light, narrowing clearing the area and frowning a little when the cat-woman stepped in. Still, it was difficult enough fighting a youma in human form; in this case, she could use all the help she could get.]

Ahh, what a very annoying little pest you are~

[She side-steps, shifting the sword to one hand and lunging at him-- trying to get close enough to cut. If he parries her, well, she'll be pulling the gun out of its holster and try to get him point blank.

Not that it'll do much unless it hits something sensitive, like his eye.]

-Parry? Who parries anymore? What a waste of effort. Tir instead uses a full spin to bat both the sword aside and move to Riful's flank, delivering a kick to her side while the gun fire out.-

And you're all too slow.

[Even if the energy didn't hit it's target, it was useful as a distraction. Lute was fast, incredibly fast, and right after it hit he was right behind it, sword in hand at full swing, aiming down from above the youma.

Slow? He had barely even begun.]

-Once again, Tir barely dodged. Of the three, Lute was clearly the biggest thread... he'd need to take care of him first.-

Oh ho ho, now things are interesting!

[ Naja didn't like this. She couldn't hold back. With little warning, she charges up a spell...and sends it flying out.

BOOM-STHIIIING! An enormous flash of light erupts in front of her, intended to blind him briefly. With no delay, she leaps forward, aiming a blow to the imposter's head. ]

Edited 2010-01-30 23:12 (UTC)

-The light... cast off the human form known as Tir entirely. What stood was simple a humanoid demon looking thing holding Tir's staff. The flesh, the clothes, it all burned away. But the skill, strength, and speed remained. He was getting frustrated...-

Insolent little pests! Just die already!

-He gave a series of strikes, deflecting the made and attempting to drive the other two back as well. Such a pain... that spell needed to hurry up.-

[Riful snarled as the blow landed, the youma's strength flinging her to one side. There may or may not have been the crack of a broken rib as she landed, but she was long used to fighting through pain, if not with the weaknesses of the human body.

She scrambled up gracelessly-- just in time to catch another blow against the flat of the sword, twisting to one side to deflect and shifting her grip to angle lower in a swipe directed at his knees.]

Edited 2010-01-30 23:41 (UTC)

-Shit shit shit, more attacks from Lute while still trying to mind the other two. This was not turning out to be as easy as he thought even WITH his reflexes. Cuts were starting to show up here and there on him, though his movements were still too fast to tell what exactly was landing where...-

[Lute's sword landed on the ground hard, it was like a missile had landed and exploded. The ground was chopped to bits, pieces flew out and a hole formed where his sword had sliced into it. This did not slow him down though, and his sword was not stuck. Using his own momentum, and the weight of his sword in the ground, he used it to change directions. He somersaulted over the sword, still griping it tightly, using the movement to pull it up and throw.

Moments after releasing the sword was when he saw a flash, he raised his arm to shield his eyes from the light.]

-Cuts... bruises... and now his left arm completely gone. It was over. He'd foolishly taken on more than he could chew and lost. But had he really? The wound would heal, after all. In the end... yes, in the end, he was the ultimate victor.

His right hand burst into black screaming fire. The Soul Eater was ready.-

AND NOW IS THE END OF THIS! STAND BACK, AND WATCH AS THE ENTIRE CITY IS FEASTED UPON, HA HA HA!

-The screams were deafening. This was it... the pure and unbridled power of the Soul Eater.-

[ Naja was hardly through. The fire caught her off guard, but she wouldn't allow herself to be overtaken. Her ears laid flat against her skull and she backed up toward Lute. She knew no offensive magic, but she had allies here...her priority was in aiding them first. She began muttering a few enchantments under her breath, mace ready to lash out...but she couldn't let this monster get away with this. ]

-The darkness grew and grew, sucking in the light all around it. The youma stood, laughing madly. In his mind, victory had been assured.-

[Riful hissed as she ducked to avoid flying chunks of earth, and backed away from the barrage of magic, shielding her eyes after the first flare. Was she the only one still chipped here? Apparently so; how utterly inconvenient, this.

And then, darkness, and she remembers. All those arrogant, meaningless words, would he be able to make good on them? She doesn't believe it-- she won't-- and as she darts to the side, bringing up the tip of her sword to target that cursed hand, Riful tells herself that she is not afraid.]

-The youma let out a demonic cry as the blade sliced past his hand. A countering backfist would hopefully rid him of that pest...-

Fighting against fate is pointless. This is my destiny. I will reign here on a throne of your bones, Riful. I will take everything from you. And all will pay me tribu--

-Something was wrong. Why... why did he suddenly feel pain?-

... What?! WHAT?!

-It soon became apparent that the Soul Eater's power was not leaving the area it was containing. In fact. it seemed to be focusing inward.-

[When whatever spell the monster was preparing seemed to begin, Lute racked his head for a counter. This wasn't magic he was familiar with. He halted his assault and prepared his own counter measure. Perhaps if he could create a barrier in time?

Another magic circle similar to his first grew on the ground, stretching out and encompassing them all. A spell like this would take time, he really should have been weaving it slowly throughout the battle, but he had assumed a small creature like this would have been simpler to deal with.

Slowly white birds began to flutter around, the shikigami he had created long ago and let lose within the city. He used them to assist him now. Yet, as he wove his spell something seemed wrong with the creature, as if the spell they had intended to unleash where somehow backfiring. This was not a situation Lute was unfamiliar with, many a time an over confidant mage would try and cast a spell beyond them, only to mismanage it and be consumed by their spell. Still, even if it backfired, it did not mean that they would be safe, or anyone else in the city.]

YOU'RE BETRAYING ME? AFTER ALL THAT? I COULD GIVE YOU EVERYTHING! I COULD FEED YOU THOUSANDS!

-The youma began to thrash about as the flames began to sweep around him. The reaper of the Rune appeared then from a pooling of the darkness, rising from the ground. He wore the familiar black robe, carried the familiar sickening scythe, and held a... familiar face.

It was Tir. Or at least the image of him. It made it perfectly clear who Soul Eater considered to be its master.-

.... you... YOU! YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!

SOMEBODY HELP ME! IT'S GOING TO RIP ME APART!

[ Naja hesitated, seeing the image of Tir appear before them. Then, she smirked. She didn't know what was going on...but it was clear that this was over.

This was something she couldn't get too close too. Carefully, Naja stepped back, a flash spell flickering at her hands. If something went wrong, she'd be ready...but her gut instinct told her that this was over. ]

It's over, impostor.

Edited 2010-01-31 09:00 (UTC)

YOU CAN'T JUST LET THIS HAPPEN! DON'T YOU IDIOTS HAVE SOME HONOR?!

-A cry for mercy? It was too late. Soul Eater raised its scythe, ready to cast the final judgement on this creature.-

[It was over, wasn't it? The end of the creature, of this irritating little farce of theirs. And now... seeing the darkness turned against the youma, Riful steps back.

And smiles.]

What a shame, isn't it? It seems like you are too weak a master after all.

-Cut.

Through the confusion. Through the sorrow. Through the madness.

The Soul Eater's scythe cut through the Youma and his scream roared like banshee. There was no more painful experience on a physical, mental, and spiritual level then having one's soul devoured. Nothing could equal it. The look on the Youma's face showed it all. It had twisted and contorted into a grotesque shape of utter horror. And he would not be allowed to simply die and escape it. He would feel the torturous pain for so long as Soul Eater existed. This youma would be added to its... special collection.

Soul Eater turned to face the three, a ghostly and ironically peaceful smile on its pale white face. And once the screaming was over, it all faded into nothingness. The only sound heard was the dull clang of Heaven Fang hitting the floor and rolling towards their feet.-

[As Soul Eater devoured the youma, Lute was held speechless. All the things he had seen and witnessed, in his life and the life as Bass' puppet, he had never seen anything quite like it. But, he was sure this was all that would come, and as the figure faded away his assumptions were confirmed.

When the quiet came, as it usually did from such matters, he slowly let lose the spell he had been crafting. Letting it slowly dissolve into the air around them. Perhaps there should be a moment of silence for the departed, not the youma, but for Tir.

In the end he didn't know what to say, he just watched the spot where Heaven Fang had fallen. Someone should keep it for when it's owner returned.]

[ Naja just watches as Tir's impostor vanishes, putting her morning star back in her belt. ]

...it's over.

[ Then, quietly, she walks forward, carefully picking up Heaven Fang, examining it carefully. She'd have to return this when he came back. Then, without a word, she glances at the other two that arrived to fight with an apologetic look. Moments later she begins walking off. ]

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