Ohio Niyol: Raiders of the Lost Stick [Job]

It was then that another row of earthen coffins erupted from the ground, fifty of them just as before. Out of them stepped fifty more of the jackal faced beings, all of them seeming quite angry. An extra coffin appeared, and another individual wearing the same armour as the Anubis Niyol has just defeated. Niyol looked at it, waiting to see what he'd do as the being stepped forward wielding the same sickle headed weapon as Niyol's new ally. He looked at Niyol, then at the tribe tattoo on his arm and then looked at the other commanding jackal man. "You dare side with our enemy?" he said with an irritated voice. "The Tribe of Souls is no more, this man is all that remains of them. The line between friend and foe is erased, just as our enemy was." the one being questioned said. "Hah, so then this man should be killed off as well. A force great enough to wipe out the strongest of the twelve tribes would have to be far too great for a single man, he should die for being a coward." the new opponent said arrogantly. "I was the force that wiped out my people. Under the control of the fourth strongest demon in existence, I slaughtered my own people at the age of ten." Niyol said coldly. "Then you should be killed for treason." the jackal said as all those under his command drew their khopeshes. The Anubis warriors who aligned themselves with Niyol drew their weapons, one drew it from his ass in order to combat their enemy. Niyol held up a hand, ordering his forces to stop. "Hold fast!" he shouted, causing all his allies to slowly drop their blades. "I have a wager for you, Tribe of Sands leader." Niyol said, his voice was calm. "If I kill you in a single attack, you forfeit your entire unit to me. If I don't kill you in a single attack, I forfeit my life and my people's weapons to you." he said with a very serious tone. "However... you must remain completely still, and I cannot leave my spot either." he added with a slight smile on his face. "So you intend to end my life in a single attack, from so far away? The magic of your tribe's men are renown for being among the weakest of the twelve tribes... your women being the strongest; I accept you gamble." he said arrogantly while crossing his arms. Niyol slowly drew the white blade from his side and said the words "Dance..." with a calm, soft voice as small white, snow like particles began to slowly separate from the katana. The new opponent knew that command, that sword, and the power it held... his eyes flew wide open as he'd realized he fucked up. "...Tamashī Reitōko." Niyol said, causing a massive barrage of white powder to erupt from behind him. The opponent turned, attempting to dodge but soon found himself to be completely split in half from nose to groin. Niyol reached out as if he were grabbing a sword from the wall, and a hilt appeared in his hand with the fine white powder being sucked into it. He began making a sword flicking motion, and when the blade had been completely flicked the full weapon was reformed. He gently sheathed the katana, making sure to salute it at the grip. "Sheathe your blades, your commander gambled his and all of your lives. If you attempt to disobey me, I will kill you." Niyol said, his voice was cold and stern. All the new jackals sheathed their weapon and got on one knee while placing a fist over their chest, each one of them swore allegiance to Niyol. "My friend, you are a true leader. I place all fifty of my men under your command." Niyol said to the Anubis commander, making it so the entire unit he'd just taken swore their allegiance to him. The command looked at Niyol and nodded, feeling amazed that he would give up that level of power so readily. He also felt relieved to know his ally wasn't a power hungry fiend at the same time.

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All of a sudden, as all the commotion had finally come to an end the ground opened up under Niyol. This time, he'd gotten used to the temple's ridiculous trick and pulled his Thorn of Betrayal out and converted it to a scythe. The pole of the weapon was long enough to catch him, as well as tough enough not to break as it took his full weight. "HA!" Niyol shouted, mocking the temple. "You should have fallen my friend..." one of the anubis men said with a tingle of pain in his voice. The sound of stone gears turning was heard, clicking sounds as something began happening. "Why is that?" Niyol asked inquisitively. Out of nowhere, a massive stone pillar was launched from the hole; directly impaling Niyol's testicles at rapid speed with enough force to send the soul mage straight out of the hole. The hundred anubis warriors all cringed as the man was injured, their minds having already imagined the same thing befalling them. Niyol hit the ground, immediately curing into the fetal position and gently holding his possibly dead children. "We... should go disarm the traps..." the anubis leader said. Niyol said in a wheezing, pain filled voice "Indeed... please do." while trying to regain his composure, or lose the feeling in his balls. Niyol felt something warm holding him, embracing him as a cool sensation began seeping through his hand and into his cradle. He opened his eyes to see Miyuki holding him, and healing his damaged property with her ice magic. She helped the afflicted man get to his feet, him giving a simple 'thanks' as return. Miyuki smile at him, her cheeks were rosy and her smile gave off the warmest of feelings. Suddenly, a pressure in Niyol's crotchal region, squeezing his beans to mash as it moved in even further made him realize why she'd summoned herself. Niyol fell to his knees, once again grabbing his coin purse to ensure the coins were more comfortable as they throbbed with pain. "That was for killing me!" she shouted at him. Niyol steeled himself and got back to his feet, knowing he damn well deserved it. The look he had... his naturally dead expression became something strange. It wasn't regret, or sadness, but it definitely wasn't his normal look. "Don't you fucking make that face dammit!" she shouted, feeling her heart sink. "I deserve far more, do with my what you will." He said with a calm, accepting voice. Miyuki swung her hand, an open palm that would surely create a very manly red spot when it hit. However, she stopped an inch from his cheek and stared at Niyol's eyes... He hand lowered and grabbed his shoulder as she pulled herself in, resting her forehead on his bare chest. "Why did you stop?" he asked, though he didn't sound curious. Miyuki began shaking, her grip on Niyol's shoulder tightening as dark circles appeared on the floor. "Tell me... do I... have to go back?" she asked between sobs, referring to going back to her village and following the customs of the tribes. "No." Niyol said bluntly. He felt the girl twist him, forcing him to lose balance and hit the floor, landing with the girl on top him, both legs to either side of him. She was holding his wrists, preventing him from moving at all, while also causing a cold wind to numb the pain in his possibly shattered economy. Niyol's eyes shot open, warm tears falling from Miyuki's face to his, as she pressed her lips against his. He made no attempts at resisting her love this time, because in the end it truly was her last dying wish. The next hour would include a variety of new experiences for him, the only experience not new was being force to keep his back to a surface while the deed(s) were done.

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Miyuki had viewed her first fight with Niyol as a loss on her part, and this encounter would be a win. Even in death, Miyuki detested having to call a draw so she again pinned her partner down and said "I want a tie breaker." with a determined voice. Niyol immediately regretted not fighting her instead of letting her have her way the first time. He knew the girl would simply resummon herself until he caved in, so another three hours was consumed repeating at least five rematches. All would reveal two things... Miyuki was highly flexible, and Niyol was a fast attacker with enough stamina to match. After the sixth rematch, Miyuki finally said while panting "All... right... I concede." her voice reflected her defeat. "You win... this round." she added, making Niyol the official victor again. This would make the first time Niyol had the pleasure of not being pinned by a girl, as well as mark the only time he had 6 rematches to settle 1 tie. Once the two sheathed their 'weapons' Niyol said "Stay out if you wish, just know if you intend on becoming a burden I'll dismiss you." he said coldly, having already recovered from the various 'fights' he had with the ice mage. Miyuki nodded, her face turning red as she'd finally realized that Niyol had changed immeasurably since they were children. The boy she remembered was silly, weak, afraid, and emotionless. This... man... he was strong, bold, serious (which she didn't personally like that much), and emotionless (which she intended on changing still). It was exactly one step Niyol made before he heard a 'click' and the floor opened. Niyol fell through the floor and Miyuki walked up to the hole. She shrugged and jumped in with a smile on her face. Niyol had already grown tired of these traps, as such he kept a straight face while sliding down the tunnels. Meanwhile Miyuki slid down by placing ice on her slippers, and gliding down the tube. 

A hole opened up, shitting Niyol out of the ceiling. Him having gotten used to being shot out of an ass on the walls, Niyol landed on his feet, spiderman style and stood up. He remembered Miyuki had followed but lacked enough time to move out the way before she slammed directly on him, sending the man to the ground. Miyuki got up, still laughing from the fun she had going down the glorified pipe. Niyol stood up and noticed a rather strange sight. The woman he was looking at was undoubtedly Mao Nakiri... but her soul had a slightly different look to it. "Salutations strange woman. You are not Mao Nakiri, state your name." He said while looking rather sternly at the being, one of his hands on the white blade at his hip. "Who's that?" Miyuki asked, suddenly turning around when the sound of movement was heard.

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Niyol glared at the new person as she introduced herself. "So even she has her demons." Niyol said as his purple eyes narrowed. "Miyuki, handle the lava." he said while drawing his blades. A massive sphinx erupted through the wall, accompanied by a mass of sand leopards. From the other end of the room, an anubis charged out and stopped at Niyol. "Brother, all traps are disarmed aside from the lava put... which has already been sprung..." he said perceptively as the lave was flowing into the room. "Yep, I got that covered!" Miyuki shouted as she flew across the room, jumping in the air and spinning with an icy wind around her. Niyol looked at the onslaught of enemies attacking, and back at not-Mao. "I''ll skip the pleasantries. Give Mao back, or I'll be both of your opponent." he said with a cold voice. "Now Dance and Reap." Niyol said, causing the white blade to disappear and the black one to instantly convert into a rather large scythe.

"All men, to Arms!" the Anubis called, causing his own small army to charge from the other end of the room. Two sand leopards flew out with them, weaving and dodging the others as they passed by. Both jumped, claws and fangs exposed before slamming down on a pair of anubis enemies. They rolled forwards and continued charging, barreling through another set of anubis and grappling a set of leopards. The leader threw his scickle staff aside and reached out his hand, calling forth a blade with brown markings written in a long since dead language. He took a running stance, and seemed to disappear with a shockwave at his back.

Niyol began spinning his scythe between his fingers, his eyes focused on the target. The increase in determination woke up his true power, the demonic scar under his right eye turned black with a crimson aura that bled into the scars on his back, right shoulder, right arm, and ended on the face of a demon on his right hand. His dark purple eyes turned pure black with a dark purple glow. White particles, flakes of snow... no, flakes of pure white metal blades moved across his cold gaze. Then a blast of white powder erupted from around him, encircling him and some collecting around his scythe. Niyol got ready to charge, but was smart enough to gauge his opponents' power properly. 'I'll wait for your word.' Altsoba said in his mind.

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Niyol listened as she claimed she'd release her, his only response was "You'd better keep your word." before he watched her zip off. "Brother! They outnumber us, reinforcements are coming!" the leader, wielding one of the twelve sword of creation called to Niyol. He calmly walked to his shield brother, the former enemy who was turned to an ally, and eyed the weapon. "I assure you, once this is over I-" "I was merely examining, this is no time to bring up arrangements." Niyol interrupted him.

In the distance, a jackal man walked in walking funny. It was the one who took a sword in the ass, possibly rotated a bit, from earlier who was jumping about with his hand up his crack digging for something. His activities went unnoticed by his comrades, and were ignored by Niyol who was still wondering if his balls would be alright.

On Miyuki's end, she was keeping the coldest possible winds on the lava to stop it, but the amount of lava coming out was so much that she was only able to slow it down. It wouldn't be a concern for a great deal of time, but only because Miyuki was putting all her magic power into it. Over the lava she had summoned her ice dragon, on her end was her ice golem and tiger using frost attacks to keep it at bay. The struggle was real, and the battle was almost as hard as the one with the sphinx.

"Call your men to retreat. I will handle the army, and not-Mao will handle the sphinx." Niyol said with a confident expression. "B-but there's too many! The blade of ice is strong, but I do not think it to be that powerful!" the man argued. Niyol rested a hand on his shoulder, a firm grip and a confident look later the anubis leader nodded. "All men, full retreat!" he called. The men all disappeared, falling into the ground leaving the anubis army enemies looking around. Niyol stepped forwards, holding in one hand the white sword. He dropped it saying "Stand" causing it to disappear, being replaced with twelve white pillars. The pillars were arranged like numbers on a clock, but each was glowing with a black and blue aura. The army turned to Niyol, knowing that he would make just as hard an enemy as the retreating forces. "Dance..." Niyol said, causing all the pillars to disappear, slowly becoming nothing more than white particles. The army, sand leopards and anubis, had all gotten close to Niyol and continued charging. A wave of white erupted from seemingly nowhere as the much larger version of his white sword had came into existence. The avalanche of metallic powder circled rapidly, grinding the sand leopards to dust and annihilating their cores. This left only two enemies now... the Lava, and the Sphinx. Niyol returned his weapon to sword form and stood by, wanting to see the competence of this... 'Cheshire' thing. As well as intervene if she truly needed it.

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Niyol watched this... Chesire person as she fought. It was different from Mao, much more hostile that she normally was. While he did think it was better for her to fight with increased ferocity, Niyol was getting impatient. "Altsoba, get out here." he said while standing, watching the fight go on. His shadow rose from the ground, taking on the form of a woman with two medium length, straight horns protruding from her forehead and a pair of demon wings on her back. As the shadowy form gained color, it revealed itself to be Altsoba who had a hand on her hip. "It time for me to show off?" she asked, sounding more serious than normal. Niyol was grateful to the simple fact that Altsoba wasn't a total dumbass. She was annoying at almost all times, constantly toying with him, trying to get him to screw her, trying to get him to 'settle down' and get a woman... But when it came to times like this, times when Niyol would easily, without hesitance bury his pride and call on her for help... These times, she never once tried any of it. Niyol nodded, letting Altsoba rest her hand on him. The fighting was still going on, nearing its' end as the beast was being sent towards the lava pool. Niyol had dismissed Miyuki to spare her the pleasure of being crushed. A massive purple magic circle appeared in the rooms, followed by a massive dark blue one that seemed to merge with it. "Oh great god's who rule time and space, hear my cry and answer my plea..." Altsoba began. The chant normally was shouted over battle, but for this moment all she needed to do was say it. "Grant forgiveness to those I touch, and bring down your wrath on those I do not. Give me your swords, and allow me to strike down my enemies in your name. Freeze and Distort, forego the natural laws of these worlds and stop all from flowing!" she said. The world stopped moving, the beast was in the water fully dead and Niyol had ten seconds to move. His wings immediately formed as he erupted from Altsoba's touch, slamming his palm on Mao's stomach. While he didn't know the extent of her 'demon' he did know she held an ability to teleport. Altsoba's distortion would cause all space to bend to her will, making it so if Mao tried vanishing, she would be stuck in the same space she was in. Altsoba's time freeze would provide Niyol all the time he needed to act. The time freeze ended with Altsoba's Distortion still in effect, Niyol looked away as he began trying to siphon the soul of the ancestor from her. He felt a small change just as the siphoning began and immediately stopped, removing his hand from Mao and holding his palm open. A small, emerald flame appeared in his palm that he began examining. "Mao... do you know why your soul tastes like Rose Garden Fried Chicken?" he asked nonchalantly, ignoring the fact that he'd just consumed the tiniest part of his only friend's soul.

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Niyol snapped his fingers, causing the emerald flame to disperse at the bunny eared girl's comment feeling a bit less shitty about having consumed her soul and told her the flavor. It was then that several small sections of the fallen beast rose up, each looking like the head lights on some super old fancy car as they poked out of the Sphinx's body. Niyol turned and raised an eyebrow at the sight, wondering what this was about. Three rocks shot out it in Niyol's direction, all of which he dodged with small movements. He'd remembered what happened last time he avoided a trap, and was smart enough to step aside a another rock shot where his coin purse was previously hanging. The rock firing protrusions retreated back into the beast's body, and Niyol turned to Mao. "I vote to exit now. Meanwhile, I wish to know of the strange being known as Kesmeer..." he said with a blank expression while walking towards the exit. Fyore ran up holding the item they'd come to retrieve, gesturing for Mao to go first considering as Niyol was a recipe for activating this places trap cards.

While walking, Niyol would either listen to Mao's story if she so chose to give one, or remain quite if she decided not to or had nothing to say on it. His demeanor wouldn't change at all, remaining at the same emotionless state as it always did. Niyol stopped in the middle of a rather narrow hallway that had a light at the end of it, holding his right arm out to prevent anyone from walking past. He noticed several holes on the walls, and a pressure pad directly in front one of his feet. He heard the grinding sound of stone on stone as Fyore grew stiff, his foot having depressed something Niyol passed.A shining blade flew straight out of the wall, into the other side of the wall as Niyol jumped over it. Another came at Niyol's level, getting blocked by the white blade pulled from a snowy sheath at the shirtless mage's side. The blade flew off its handle, and bounced around to the end of the hall and out the exit.

-meanwhile in Ace of Spades, a cabbage merchant was enjoying his day after selling three cabbages-

Niyol dropped to the floor, standing in the middle of the room and exhaled a sigh of relief. He began walking out to the exit and without warning, a stone pillar flipped up from the ground ramming a stone ball end, like a hammer, into Niyol's pelvis. It flipped back to the ground as Niyol grabbed his goodies and collapsed to his knees. A second pillar came from the ceiling and knocked him onto his chest with his arms under his body. A small, red, cone shaped object slowly fell from the hole and landed on Niyol's rear. It had a rather strange symbol etched into it, perhaps it was a sign from the gods... After the hat landed, a skeleton wearing rainbow colored hair and a rubber object where its nose was supposed to go fell on top of Niyol's back, though the party hat didn't move at all.

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-5 minutes later, in Ace of Spades a massive metal saw blade slammed into a cabbage merchant's cart, the words "MY CABBAGES!!!!!" rang throughout the city-

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