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Post by Xemnas (I) on Feb 22, 2010 20:16:47 GMT -5
Red energy flared at the blow connected. It was somewhat lessened in effect, but it still managed to deal a fair bit of damage to the Shadow King. The King drew up his sword, sending Iatros' sword backward, not quite out of his grip, but fairly close. Recognizing the look on Iatros' face, Sharrd smiled. "Once, I was know as Sharrd, the Arcane. I was the Mage-King." Leaping backward, the Shadow King drew in more energy, forming several lances of the red-black energy, and sending them hurtling at Iatros. "They used to shout my name in the streets, yet now, I am nothing to them but the next archaeological dig, a new artifact to study."
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Post by Magius on Feb 22, 2010 21:34:37 GMT -5
Iatros quickly tightened his grip on his sword before it dropped out of his hand. He then backflipped of the balcony, the lances of energy flying over him. He landed on the cround in a crouch, and looked up at Sharrd in shock and aww. He quickly composed himself and stood up, his sword clasped in both hands, ready to fight.
'Great...' Iatros thought to himself. 'I just had to get into a fight with one of the most powerful magical beings in history.' He let out a slow breath and stared up at the King defiently. "There not gonna get the chance to study you, cause I'm gonna bearey you. And this time, you'll stay dead."
He then leap up and over the balchany till he was high above the kings head, just shy of touching the cieling, with his sword over his head and ready to strike. As he was coming down he did a front flip, adding momentum to the movement of his blade. Just as he was coming out of the flip, he found himself just over Sharrd's head. He quickly swung down, his arcane strength and momentum making the strength of the blow fierce.
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Post by Xemnas (I) on Feb 23, 2010 15:27:27 GMT -5
Sharrd was struck dead on by the blow, the ferocity of it rending his shadow flesh in twain. But he quickly restitched himself together and grinned madly. "Do you think I have survived this long without being able to prey on those who think to destroy me? I have conquered Heartless weaker in strength than you."With that, he slashed his sword thrice, once diagonally, slashing towards Iatros' chest, once at the man's midsection, and once at his head. Upon the final slash, the blade glowed in black-red energies, crackling with a flame most unholy.
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Post by Magius on Feb 23, 2010 20:58:36 GMT -5
Iatros stared at the king in shock and frustration. 'What the hell! Can’t he just die!' he screaming in his head. The momentary laps in judgment was enough for Sharrd to score a blow on him across the chest. If it hadn't been for his arcane aura, the wound could have probably killed him.
'Shit...' he thought as he dodged the other two strikes aimed his way. He leapt back to regroup, but quickly leapt back at Sharrd. He let loose his own fluid combo after that. He swung at shards stomach, and then at his throat. Finally He brought his sword over his head and brought it down on Sharrd’s head.
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Post by Xemnas (I) on Mar 8, 2010 16:55:41 GMT -5
[Changing to a more user-friendly coded-system for the HP. Do not be surprised if it looks different]Sharrd was struck by the first two blows, but he managed to dodge the last, which might have cleaved him in twain...again. Jumping backwards, the Mage-king gathered more energy in his palms, the sword vanishing to the recesses of the Netherworld. "You could still give up and join me, you know. You would make a good apprentice." Raising his arms to the sky, the Shadow King opened a dark portal stained red, unleashing bolts of red arcane energy that screamed as they tore through the air, flying towards Iatros. They weren't homing, however, so it would be easy enough to dodge them with the skills that the arcane warrior had at his disposal. [hp=89/96]
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao