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Post by Alma on Oct 20, 2018 19:16:35 GMT -5
With his hands held upward to support his incantation, Kaitman probably seemed defenseless, something that Zidane quickly moved in to take advantage of. The knight flinched at the first two strikes, tensing up to try blocking them with his arms, but the third hit was stopped in place when a hand shot down to catch the incoming knife. Above him, the bayonets were still floating in place, not having moved when their owner 'dropped' them to defend himself. He stood, still tightly holding onto the thief's weapon while his opposite arm wound backward, fingers curling into a tense fist before it fired forward into his attacker's face, knocking him away. Kaitman then tossed the knife he held back onto the ground at Zidane's feet before the thief carried on with another spell, this one breathing life into his fallen allies.
Kaitman, seeing this, returned to his incantation, grasping the floating bayonets as the orb of white grew large enough to satisfy him, and he slashed the two weapons through it, forcing the spirits to burst outward in a grand flash of light. Though bright and lively, the light was far from pleasant, as those it touched were immediately sapped of their vitality, leaving them in a terribly weakened and vulnerable state when they attacked again.
This time, he was ready. The Moogle's Keyblade was parried all three times it slashed against him, and Kaitman dropped his bayonets to catch the incoming ice crystal before crushing it between his hands. In that same moment, he directed the ring of blades to form a spinning shield in front of him to block the bullets which followed. After that, he raised one hand to the sky and the other faced a palm to the ground as a great lightning bolt shot downward and a spike of darkness threatened to impale him from below. With only half the mass of the original shield, both barriers were flawed, and magic seeped in to sap his strength regardless of his good reactions.
The final part of the onslaught was still to come as Kaitman raised his head to look around him, where a circle of holy light had formed. He had no defense anymore, and little vitality remaining to withstand what came, and so he could do nothing more when that final spell was cast.
When the light of Anhanalem's Raise had passed, Kaitman's rusted weapons clattered to the ground, and he fell to a kneel once more. This time, however, it was not out of ritual obligation, but out of pure weakness as his strength was drained. Heaving breath and wielding nothing, he turned his head upward to glare at the sorcerer who had finished the battle while one hand crept beneath his chestplate. When it returned to visible space, one could see what it had moved for, as he drew a brightly-shining revolver from the crevice of his armor, polished metal bearing countless engravings that surely had no place in a World like this. From there, his movements were quick, drawing the weapon, taking aim at the avian mage, pulling the trigger to snap that hammer forward, and-
The gun gave nothing but a dull click, as it bore no ammunition to fire.
Kaitman, holding the empty handgun, froze in that moment before his body gave into its wounds, his yellow eyes dimmed and he fell forward, slamming loudly against the glassed dirt before his darkened form faded to a bleak gas which lifted from his armor and drifted into the air where it dispersed. From that same blackness flew a familiar sight, that being a pink Heart which soon faded alongside the fleeing darkness, its owner having reached the end of his life just as many Heartless had before. Thus did Kaitman die. Hunting PartyGyun (MCH) (Draw: Dark III) (Draw: Sacrilige) (Prot){1} (Shell){1} [hp=1/10] Deshitana (MRC) (Prot){1} (Shell){1} [hp=1/10] Dagger (SMN) [hp=1/10] Cater (MCH) [hp=1/10] Mogrid (KBLDR) (Prot){1} (Shell){1} [hp=1/10] Blaise (BLUM) [hp=1/10] Zidane (THF) (Prot){1} (Shell){1} [hp=8/10] Anhanalem (GRD) [hp=1/10] Astrisia (MAG) [hp=1/10] Enemy PartyDeserter Kaitman (BOSS) (Venom Blades) [hp=0/100]
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Post by Zidane Tribal on Oct 23, 2018 0:07:01 GMT -5
If he had to put a taste to it... sour. Whenever he used this ability a dull, sour taste filled his mouth. It caused his stomach to churn and his mind to drift, almost as if he has been poisoned. The sensation he felt was that of his own life force being pushed out to selfishly restore that of others, leaving him with just enough to continue to breathe. His consciousness dissolved into a sea of work and lamentation and while he knew he would soon wake, after a bit of rest: there was that distinct possibility that he may never wake again floating in the back of his mind. He was fully aware of his surroundings and could hear the soft thrill of voices around him, spinning. The battle had come to an end, but he knew naught but the deception of doubt that his mind tempted to seduce, bidding him to succumb to s deeper rest. But such would find him returning to the Crystal and he could not leave her. Not like that. He felt his body tense, locking up as something was forced back inside. At first he thought maybe he would finally tenot fate to its limit, but the longer it seemed to go on the clearerbwouos his thoughts become. First his fingers would twitch, followed by his tail and toes. Air was pushed into his lungs, life into his veins. Consciousness returned, lighting the world around him in a blue-tibted flame. It was not until his eyes fluttered open could he pinpoint the kiss pushing their lips together in desperate resolve. His hand reached up, almost instinctively, to dig into familiar, raven locks. He gasped so hard a cough did to rumble from his chest. Blue eyes drifted up to hazel as he tried to get a sense for his surroundings. "Is... Everyone..?" Another spell would go off filling him with vitality. His hands came up to grab Dagger's as he realized what had come to pass. A heart floated into the air and .. "Dagger, you're okay?" He couldn't believe what it was the old men were doing, but ... There was the proof. He would speak to them.... MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS
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Post by Garnet Alexandros on Oct 26, 2018 2:18:36 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","kimino"] [attr="class","kimino2"] [attr="class","kiminotop"] MELODIES OF LIFE
[attr="class","kiminotop2"] OUR PATHS, THEY DID CROSS, THOUGH I CANNOT SAY JUST WHY
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[attr="class","kiminolyric"] LAYERS OF HARMONY
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Garnet’s eyes clenched shut, her teeth ground against one another as the tidal wave of the restless undead surged onward, their malignant, blight-tainted presence stripped her of almost every ounce of energy. Even now, Garnet fought to keep herself seated upright, straining her mind as she’d tried to recall the melody she’d just been humming. Her teeth ground against one another, her face set in grim determination. In that particular instance, Garnet was remained ignorant what transpired behind her, the deafening resounding crashes of Mogrid’s crystalline spears muted to the Gaian Summoner. A tear dripped down onto the side of Zidane’s face as his beautiful sapphire eyes fluttered open, peering into the depths of her own hazel. It wasn’t long before she felt Zidane’s fingers as they’d interlaced into her tresses as she’d pulled back just enough to permit him to breathe. [break][break] Everyone survived, darling. Garnet replied as she’d craned her head backwards to reaffirm her statement, fortunately, she hadn’t been wrong. Her attention returning to her husband as she felt his hands encircle her own just as she’d noticed the pink-heart shaped mass drifting purposelessly through the air. She nodded her head in response to Zidane’s question, unable to bring herself to admit just how tired she truly felt. Her eyelids felt as if they were made of concrete, even the slightest of movements were accompanied by a fresh wave of pain. She’d closed her eyes as she’d began to Concentrate , while also channeling her energies as a Healer , before Zidane could inquire further, three concussive blasts flowed upwards from her rod into her chest, the amplified curative energies renewing her waning vitality and easing the aches caused by Kaitman. [break][break] Without delaying further, Garnet’s arms snuck under Zidane’s neck, lifting it up just enough so that she could slid herself out from under him. She mouthed a silent apology as she’d lowered his head with care, placing one gentler kiss upon his brow as she’d risen shakily to her feet. She daringly raised her racket above her head, her attention turning towards Astrisia, Gyun, Mogdrid , whom she’d bombard with curative spells, Astrisia with Curaga, Gyun with Cura, and Mogdrid with Cure – this gesture alone depleted her replenished energy in an instance. Yet she remained standing, surveying the damage for the time being.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2018 4:53:18 GMT -5
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I'll Assist In Your Task Monumental
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Moving closer to others, Alhanalem cast Cure in an attempt to start healing people while nodding to the, presumably, couple. "It does appear monumental that we have won unquestional," he replied while checking on the others. "Is everyone alright physical and mental. All harm remain uncritical?" he asked while looking around. It had appeared to him that there was no more trouble coming here. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ OOC SECTION Sorry it is short. Real life is taking a blow.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2018 15:32:08 GMT -5
The creature had done something...Something that brought the mercenary down to his knees before the armored creature was falling itself under the attacks that assaulted it. As the creature went down, he would look about through blurred eyes trying to make out if the others were alright. He could hear voices, but couldn't make out who was who for a moment as his mind shifted in and out of reality. He felt like he wanted to collapse right then and there, but he fought against it. He couldn't afford to fall. Not at the end of it all.
Still struggling, he would feel a healing spell flow over him giving him strength back. Looking about he saw that it was the strange helmeted mage that had done it and so in turn he gave a nod to the strange creature of thanks as he opened his mouth to answer the question it posed.
"I'll live," the mercenary would respond back as he pushed himself up to his feet once more as the curing magic did its work. He had suffered worse knocks then this. "Hope everyone else is okay," he would say charging up his own healing magic to help the mage out in taking care of the wounded that was around. It would take a while, but once the job was done, the mercenary would take one last look around the area before shifting to move out of the area bidding the others there a farewell and safe travels as he did so. ___________________________________________________
OOC: This is Deshi's Exit from the Festival of Hunts.
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