RE: Cast Ashore
Warzak85DF > 09-19-2018, 09:47 AM
"Adrian do you have in any idea how we could defeat that knight?"
With renewed effort from his friend, he had been allowed a chance to recover. Back on his feet while overlooking this seemingly unstoppable foe, quickly pondering about Scarloc's question.
"If only I had a weapon, and you could take control of your form, there's little that can be done, but look for a potential weakness.. Sorry to say, I've seen none." Shrugging both shoulders in unison, before preparing to move about, as perhaps their one advantage was that they weren't wearing heavy armor. Yet even so, it hadn't drastically numbed down his movement considerable.
"We'd best split so he can't take on us both." Upon darting off toward his right, as the brutal guard approached with haste, unchanged from the slightest loss of balance.
Quickly realizing he was aiming at the wolf, perhaps due that he lacks the weaponry defending him self. In fact, this was all a cowardly act, attack someone unarmed, no matter his intention, he does not have a single honesty.
This time, the wolf averted the soldier's diagonally slash.
Upon a moment relief, an disgustingly thought emerged in the wolf's head. A quick glance at his loose limb, the ring attached gave an almost vibrant light, as if attempting to guide, or perhaps tell him something. With a few quick steps attempting to cover even some distance between him and the weapon carried by his enemy. Perhaps Lance might be there to aid him, when that moment he needed the most.
Never to equip he said, he refrained, but this might prove their only way out of this, as long his friend doesn't turn into his dragon form, which is highly unlikely considering the time-lapse between.
While being chased, and at the same time, fitting the ring upon his chosen finger, it was a lot harder then he'd first anticipated, and constantly having to avert the sword attempting to come in all forms, both diagonally, circles and twists.
"Damn it. Give me a moment Lance..."
Whatever occurred on the opposite bargain, it seemed to work. In fact, a slight rustling sound from the armored soldier's annoyance.
"No more fun and games, I'll deal with you both at the same time." For a second he just stood motionless, not moving a muscle. But it was for a mere second, before he uttered out a few words, incoherent to any known language, perhaps the ancients.
"UBRAKA HALLOU" The whole room took a sudden effect for the worse. What once was cold beneath their feet turned into liquidised fluid.
Dangerously hot, as if this guy had more then one element in store, which to be fair, was cheating, at least to the wolf's crying of pain, as his feet felt like they burned. Even worse, he couldn't imagine his cold elemental friend.
Not only that, but the roof started shaking violently as big shards dropped down like gigantic needles. Barely being able to avoid the first, and the second, only to have the third pierce his shoulder.
Just when he had ought putting on the ring as well.
"You okay Lance?" The wolf asked.
Whatever form this soldier once had was gone, he was no man, nor anything that could be considering a inhumane object.
In amidst all of this, a faint voice could be heard, one which the wolf could faintly recognized, it was Angela. But no matter how much he would try, he doubted she would hear his voice. The pyramid it self started rumbling, as if whatever accursed spell this madman had summoned, would ultimately bury them inside. He tried to his best abilities getting to Lance's position, yet the floor gave weight too his feet.
Suddenly they would be both falling into an dark abyss. What's worse, time's ticking, the moon now making a turn toward the horizon, leaving but a few hours left before sun's rising, and potentially ceiling this place for another full moon event. They wouldn't have the sufficient provisions to survive that long.
Suddenly hitting the surface, which was completely black, so was the walls around him, no matter he was knocked out cold, he did not know whether the same thing happened to his friend, but it was an likely story, considering the whole floor had abdicated.
Another question surfaced the wolf's mind as he literally flailed about, looking for something to hold on, while falling. What about the room filled with water, was that also just an illusion. Then oh my has everything been awfully real.
It was maybe just a few minutes, as the wolf opened one of his eyes, groaning upon getting back on his rump, just overlooking the dark encapsulated storage room which he had emerged at. What's terrifying is this is the first time he couldn't see his hyena friend. Nor did he know whether he was okay or not.
He wasn't sure whether he should shout out. What's surprising is that he hadn't noticed any considerable side-effects from putting back that ring of his. Instead, an red illuminating light decorated the floor next to him, it was the form of a fiery sword, yet without the actual elemental effect attached to it.
Reaching out for it, it was perfect to his hand, then a similar voice echoing nearby.
"Now then, let's see if your up to steel, or I shall kill you where your at."
Adrian motioned him self back standing on his feet, feeling surprisingly good from all the pain he had just witnessed in the ice encircled room.
Suddenly the darkness scattered away, and he was indeed looking back at the soldier in that fine armor of his. Yet for some odd reason, it felt like this was the true test. They both charged at each other, as Adrian's only thought was to get some answers and return back to his friends. Perhaps by defeating his foe, he might just get that.
Lance, or what once was the hyena had also been sent down in an dark enclosure, very much similar to that of Adrian. Yet without any control or whatsoever, Scarloc will find that his true form has returned to him, and a very similar challenge awaits him.
The same soldier seemingly scattered into two distinguishable characters are now ready to test the dragon, as to see whether this dragon is indeed worthy of having his curse ridden from his body after all these years.
"Ready your self dragon, here I come."
((You can control this version as much you want. Promise, that you won't make it an easy fight.))
