Wizard's Grace

Feitan sighed as he watched the remaining tomato demons grow to their enormous size. It would be a bit hazordous to Feitan's health if he continued to let things get this out of hand. Still he didn't have anything to use to fight back other than his body right now, and that was extremely unfortunate. He could fight back even without magic, but it wouldn't be nearly as effective. Paitence wasn't his strong suit, but thankfully these tomato demons were dumb and easy to take advantage of. He didn't have much more time for reflection however as two of the demons charged him trying to slam their fat round bodies into him.

With this he rolled and avoided the first one with ease, but the second one was actually tripped up by the rolling thief who passed in front of him. This sent him tumbling and rolling through the fields of crops until he slammed into the other demon who had stopped and turned around to see what had happened. This caused both to collapse in a pile, while Feitan jumped to his feet quickly. Of course he was just in time as the remaining demons began to spray their nasty substance at him trying to hit him. However Feitan was on his feet and already running around them in a circle once more. This caused the demons to turn trying to follow their target only to have the ones behind the lead hit the demon in front of them. This caused the torrents to be a short lived idea. Clearly these demons had the intelligence of actual vegetables.

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Demon Mon's Robe Duration 4/4
95/100% mana remaining

He felt the change come over him and he sighed heavily as his clothes were in suddenly were enveloped with the light of the transformation he was being forced to go through once more. Soon enough his robes were transformed back into the cloak that he always wore. it wasn't something that would help him much in his fight, but his time in that form had ended and he wasn't going to get anywhere while in this form. He tsked as he put his hands into his pockets as he kept moving doing his best to avoid any further attacks from the tomato demons "Let's Go shooting." he said softly as his upper torso suddenly was covered in a tan light and suddenly his arms were bare, and his chest was covered by a poncho, with a wide-brimed hat on his head.

He smiled as he nodded his head and pulled up his hands holding his right hand up quickly as he began to pull his thumb back rapidly as if he was fanning the trigger of a pistol All six of the shots found a home in the tomato demons. With eight targets and six shots it was almost impossible to miss. He hit one of the tomato demons twice causing it to collapse back into the plant it was. He smirked as he watched his work and sighed softly as he was out of shots. Still he wouldn't be done just yet. He lifted his fingers and fired two more shots one shot from each of his fingers both shots finding homes in a tomato demon a piece.

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85/100% mana remaining
Arms of the Gunner: Duration Begin
Revolver ability: CD begin

As Feitan kept running about trying to keep himself away from the tomato demons he noticed that the corn stalks were starting to grow larger and wiggle on their plants clearly trying to break off and come alive. This would prove to be problematic as he didn't want something like that to happen. He was outnumbered as it was and he hated all of these damned plant demons. He looked to the tomatos and saw that there were only 7 left, and it appeared that most of them had already suffered significent damage. If he could land a few more blows then it would be possible to end this rather quickly.

He lifted his two fingers once more nodding his head in agreement smirking and firing off two more shots. One shot missed and went wide. However one found a home and sent another tomato demon back to the vegetable it came from. As the remaining demons saw that the first shot went wide the only tomato demon who was unharmed began to laugh and point at Feitan "Ahahaha look at him! The dorky looking idiot can't even hit us with his power! We don't really have anything to fear from him!" The other demons looked at their comrade a bit confused as they had almost been cut in half. Feitan would shoot the loud mouth next. Of that he was certain. His eyes were filled with hate and anger, and it was clear as day.

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85/100% mana remaining
Arms of the Gunner: Duration 1/3
Revolver ability: 1/3

He stuffed his fingers into his pockets again and this time turned to rush at the tomato demon who had insulted him. He wasn't about to take that kind of talk from a demon, let alone a demon who had proven to be as weak as they all were. This action caused the other demons to stare a bit dumbfounded. They had watched Feitan avoid being so close to them so to see him come up close was a bit unnerving. As he was within arm's reach however Feitan whipped out his hands and held them against the Demon's flesh "Filthy Maggot. Die." He said as the tips of his fingers began to glow blue and finally two blue shots went through the demon coming out the other side of his body.

Feitan smirked as he leaned down and picked up the tomato biting into it absorbing the demonic essence that was inside of it as well as enjoying a piece of fruit "hmmm at least you taste good. I can't wait to taste the rest of you." he said staring at the remaining five demons with a wicked eye that clearly belonged to a demon. This gave the fruit a moment to pause and stare a bit dumbfounded. Still the silence was broken by the sound of the corn snapping off of their stalks and starting to grow. Feitan sighed heavily as he shook his head and looked to the ears of corn as they started to grow in size "Damned demons....If I ever find the wizard who cursed this place I'll rip his lungs out through his throat."

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90/100% mana remaining
Arms of the Gunner: Duration 2/3
Revolver ability: 2/3

With the sudden distraction to his focus one of the more bold tomato demons rushed Feitan and slammed his great size into the smaller mage. This caused him to go flying through the air, but he wouldn't be caught completely off guard. He aimed his right finger at the plant and let a blast fly striking it right in the face and bringing it down in size. As he hit the ground he grunted and skidded to a halt. As he slowly got up his face was that of hatred, annoyance, and if looks could kill then these demons would already be dead. Still he slowly began to rise to his feet his eyes clouded by his hat. He lifted his left arm and fired his last shot hitting another tomato demon sending it to the great beyond.

There were now only three tomato demons left, but they were soon joined by ten corn demons. They all took their place and seemed to be getting ready for something. However Feitan's takeover was at it's end and his clothes returned to normal. Still it didn't seem to bother him any. He slowly began to pull back his right hand his face full of evil "Worthless trash...Know your place." slowly his hand began to fill with a blinding light. He suddenly sent his hand forward palm first and fingers spread as wide as they could. From his hand the great light shot forth in a large powerful beam of energy. The demons tried to use their breath attacks to slow it down, but they were completely over powered and they were all taken by the blast. This was because Feitan used a sweeping motion to move the beam and hit all of the targets. None of them were spared and all of the enemies were destoryed nothing remained of them.

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90/100% mana remaining
90/100% HP Remaining
Lineage Attack Used 4 Post CD, 2 more uses in this thread (Deals B rank damage)
Arms of the Gunner: Duration 3/3
Revolver ability: 3/3

Feitan smirked as he saw what he had wrought and there was nothing left of any of the demons. Well the ones who were actually ready to fight. This caused Feitan to laugh and nod his head lightly "That's what worthless scum like you get! That's what happens to those who are weak and dare to resist the powerful!" he laughed and laughed while he looked at the empty space. His celebration was cut short however when he heard the sound of plants moving. He frowned and glanced over to an area of the field where Brocoli plants were starting to grow and come to life. He slowly turned and looked at the plants tsking as he placed his hands on his hips "Shit. Gotta Reload."

Just like that suddenly his cloak from his waist and below changed until it was like that of the demon he called "The Gunner" He moved his hands down and spun the dials on the back of his holsters smirking slightly "Time to see what I get." he put his hands into the holsters as the brocoli plants got out of the ground and were actually ready to fight. He rushed forward and brought out his left hand smirking as he closed his fist and approached the first brocoli demon thrusting his fist out to meet the demon's body. The blast that came from it was bright yellow and arched like the lightning it was made of.

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80/100% mana remaining
90/100% HP Remaining
Holsters of the Gunner Duration Begin
Ammo Change Ability Used
Lineage Attack CD 1/4
Arms of the Gunner: CD 1/4

This ability slammed into the brocoli demon at full force causing it to step back burned and covered in small little arching bolts of lightning. It was a great blow, and that was more than enough for Feitan for now anyway. He still had other things on his mind. He quickly jumped back as another demon tried to launch an attack from his side. These brocoli demons were far stronger than the previous set of demons he had faced. It was clear to him that these were demons worthy of his attention, and he had to be careful now. He frowned and backed up even more as two of the demons rushed him trying to slam into him.

This wouldn't work very well as he scoffed softly and lifted his right hand from his holster shaped like a gun. He smiled and licked his lips slowly nodding his head "About time this got fun." he said as he began to fire off blast after blast towards the now numerous number of demons. Of course there were ten in total and that was a wonderful number for Feitan. His bullets however were a very different color. They were black in color with deep purple coils around them. Clearly these blasts were given the properties of the element of Darkness. These struck several different demons none of them hit the same one, and certainly one of his shots had indeed missed it's target. He rolled his eyes lightly in slight annoyance at this, but of course it was inevitable to miss at least a few shots.

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80/100% mana remaining
90/100% HP Remaining
Holsters of the Gunner Duration 1/3
Lineage Attack CD 2/4
Arms of the Gunner: CD 2/4

He sighed softly shaking his head as he stuffed his right hand back into his holster. It would be a little bit longer before he would be able to fire, so for now he had to keep on the defensive. He kept his eye on the demons the best he could, but of course it wouldn't be enough. He had ten fully ready opponents and all of them were certainly worth his time. He thought about his options, but decided that running and avoiding were his best tactis at the moment. Still this game was starting to get good and that was exactly what Feitan wanted. Slowly his inner madness began to take over and he couldn't help but love the game. Slowly he began to chuckle slowly, but with a definate glee to it.

Still he had to remember his honor and the honor that these demons damnded of him. As he dodged about he kept a watchful eye on as many of them as he could. Of course this was amost completely impossible as they had the number advantage on him. They had already begun to split up and chase after him in different directions. Of course it was no less than he expected. As he looked ahead of him he saw that one of the demons had rushed to be in front of him. It tried to slam it's body into him, but Feitan was more skilled yet. He dove to the side rolling and continuing to roll until he jumped to his feet and started to run again. He glanced to the side to see one of the demons close the distance on him and actually connect with his body slam. This sent Feitan flying and rolling through the field.

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80/100% mana remaining
80/100% HP Remaining
Holsters of the Gunner Duration 2/3
Lineage Attack CD 3/4
Arms of the Gunner: CD 3/4

Feitan grunted as he quickly jumped up to his feet growling in pain as he tried his best to supress his anger, letting his madness take over. He smiled and began to laugh loudly nodding his head "I am so glad you guys came! Cuz I gotta tell ya plowing through your weak friends was really starting to bore the hell out of me! Thank you for being so strong! Let's keep this going!" he stuffed his hands back into his holsters smirking and licking his lips slowly nodding his head as his mad smile began to spread under the mask he wore over the bottom part of his face.

One of the Brocoli demons took up the invitation and charged Feitan. It looked to be unharmed well for the most part so it was clear that feitan needed to fix this. As he neared Feitan pulled up his left hand smirking as he fired his great blast straight into the demon's chest causing it to fall backwards from the lightning blast it had just suffered. Feitan smiled as he put his hand back in it's holster as he took his stance and got himself ready for anything else that these demons had up their sleeves. Of course it wouldn't be easy, and sadly as he did so he suddenly was enveloped in the light of before and his clothes returned to their normal state. He sighed heavily shaking his head slowly as he knew his time was up, and that was quiet annoying.

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80/100% mana remaining
80/100% HP Remaining
Holsters of the Gunner Duration 3/3
Lineage Attack CD 4/4
Arms of the Gunner: CD 4/4

He looked to the demons who were in front of him and sighed. He was bound to only two take overs and with that it would create a lot of problems for him. Still he had to do what he had to do, and this would be what he had to do. As he stood there the group began to come closer to him clearly ready to try and finish him off. Still he wouldn't stand down that easy he had a few more tricks up his sleeve and he didn't think that these demons had seen what he had done to their friends earlier. He sighed softly shaking his head "I'm sorry for this." he said knowing what he had to saw would be disrespectful as hell and that wasn't who he was.

He slowly pulled his right hand back speaking "Worthless Trash...Know your place." with that his ability was activated and once more a brilliant light began to fill his hand. He thrust it forward and the beam came from it giant and fast. It surged through the air slamming into an through several of the brocoli demons. As Feitan lowered his hand he sighed softly feeling a bit drained as he looked at the remaining two Demons. He frowned deeply as he put his hands on his hips "Let's go shooting." he pulled up his fingers aiming his shots firing one at each of the demons. The one on the right was struck and it seemed to be a bit stunned. However the one on the left wasn't nearly as wounded and took the shot still coming towards him.

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70/100% mana remaining
80/100% HP Remaining
Arms of the Gunner: Duration begin
Lineage Attack CD Begin
Holsters of the Gunner CD Begin

Feitan sighed softly as he looked at the remaining demons shaking his head as they drew closer. Hit hat was coverig his eyes and his poncho blew in the wind. He looked like the desperado himself. The two Brocolli demons rushed him now determined to close the distance and kill him. Their plan was smart, but it counted on one thing Feitan not wanting to be closer to them. That was the opposite of what he wanted in fact he wanted them to get closer so that way he couldn't miss.

As they got within five meters of him he jumped back and pulled up his right hand fanning his thumb like it was a trigger and began to fire shot after shot into the two demons dividing them evenly among them. It slowed down the two demons and as Feitan landed he pulled up both of his fingers and fired two more shots these hit the demons square in the head and they both disappeared into their former forms. Feitan sighed heavily as he looked around and saw that the curse was starting to lift from the fields he sighed in relief knowing he wouldn't have to stay here any longer. He left the field and walked back into the town itself where he was quickly approached by the old elder. He looked at the old man frowning as his clothes returned to normal "Give me my pay. I'm getting out of here and going home." The old man handed him the jewels and with that Feitan snatched the money and left the village going back home.