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    Storm Bound (job)

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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Decayuss on 8th September 2015, 6:51 pm

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    "A wanderer isn't always lost."
    He had never seen whomever this woman was, nor had he heard of her. Then again, he never really heard of big figures, anyway. He only heard of things he wanted to hear. Either she was some long-time member of the Rune Knights, or she was just someone taking charge. Either way, he did not care. He crossed his arms and gave a glance out at the sea for a brief moment, where he had been looking at. Once he heard her voice again, his red eyes looked straight back at her, and listened intently. Afternoon. That was plenty of time for him. He reckoned he could probably scout the whole island in the amount of time they had before the bulk of the storm hit them. Although it was best for him to not do that and merely try to save as many people as he could. In his current form, he would be unable to do so...so he needed another plan.

    As her Magic Carpet filled up and disappeared very shortly after that, he started to work towards his own objective of rounding people up. Turning to the more forested area of the island, Deniel focused immense Magic Power for a very brief fraction of a second. From out of his back, almost instantaneously, two metal strips appeared that lit themselves up with Holy Energy in triangular shapes to form his wings. Then in a small flash of blue, Deniel ascended straight up into the sky like a bolt of lightning, and once he was high up enough, the armor that he wore earlier covered him from head to toe. The single katana that he carried around now duplicated itself, and each of them were at his waist area, being secured by Magic forces rather than physical parts. Very soon after activating his Take Over, he took off in a jolt of energy, going faster than the naked untrained eye could see. Going towards the western part of the Crescent Island just as the...stranger had told him to do so.

    Arriving very shortly, the key thing that he looked for was gaps in the thick forestation. That would imply a small clearing had been made so something could be built there. Spotting his first one and diving down swiftly, Deniel landed right in front of a wooden cabin that was built very well, and was putting up with the storm for now, but would most likely be blown down if the bulk of it reached the island. Knocking on the door briefly, and opening it himself, the White Angel bore witness to a family. A man, a woman, and two children, of very small ages. They were all huddled up together, as if they had abandoned all hope of rescue, or making it off the island on time. And perhaps if it not for Deniel...they would have. Extending out his arm, however, he called to them as they stared at him in curiosity and wonder. "If you wish to live, come with me."

    And moments later, Deniel was right back at the location in which the Magic Carpet first was. Doing the job in mere seconds with rapid speed, and cooperation of the family, Deniel returned just perhaps a few moments before the carpet did. Therefore it was hard to convince the family to stay, but he eventually did. Shooting straight into the sky like a rocket once more, Deniel dove right back into the forest area of the island.

    The second clearing that he came across was...much more disastrous. He didn't know exactly what happened, but the other cabin that he found in this area was collapsed. He was going to give up hope of anyone surviving, until he heard a voice underneath. Someone was calling for help...a man. He sounded like he was crying, and he had a right to. He built himself in a much more isolated place, and the chance of hope seemed absolutely lost...until Deniel showed up. Abruptly lifting up a pile of destroyed logs without even a single word, Deniel saw the individual that was trapped underneath. His shirt was torn from the blast, and he had obviously been crying out of fear. He had jet black hair similar to Deniel's, but certainly a much more friendly face. Extending out his arm, Deniel help him out of the huge wreck of chipped wood, logs, and any other things he had inside of his house. "A-Are you...a guardian angel?" Not even bothering to answer him, Deniel took him back to the Magic Carpet without a single word, and with very insane speed. Once he arrived, he would only come briefly--unless Siren had orders for him--before taking off.
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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Eris on 9th September 2015, 7:02 am

    Lady Red

    The carpet full of the first evacuees already started to fill with more people as a line formed inside the hotel lobby as Knights ushered them out carefully to leave no one out in the rain and keep ordered and calm.   The storm wasn't that bad yet,  but the randomness of the stray clouds was something else.     Random deluges weren't the half of it,  as a tornado touched down on one of the tips to the crescent island and tore up some trees.   


    While the ex-gm Decayuess shot off to his side of the island there was a sudden stop in the rain.  Normal,  as it was random,  but it was immediately proceeded by hail the size of beach balls.   Balls of ice like small boulders shattered against Siren's stone pavilion,  but punched holes in wooden buildings nearby,  taking out windows or cratering the side of the hotel leaving the ice balls embedded in its side or shattering the ice. 


    With a pushing gesture she made a big slab of stone extend from the pavilion to the hotel,  and bringing her hand up the stone slab shot up the side of the hotel,  creating a barrier between it and the weather causing ice to burst as it struck it.    She repeated the motion to encase the building in stone while a hailstone struck the back of her head,  shattering around her and in response puffed in a cloud of steam and condensation as a spike of heat from her body evaporated it retaliation.   


    The Hotel was secure,  but the weather was obviously worse than she had anticipated for this time.   As Decayuss returned with civilians through the hail,  Siren nodded approvingly.   She should get started herself.    But she was conflicted now,  the hail could have torn through some of the ships at the docks.    


    Walking away from the stone pavilion the giant woman grew larger still,  from standing three feet taller than the average adult man to grow by another foot with each step until she stopped to turn towards the other side of the island, fire dripped from her body that seemed to melt,  surface becoming molten as  flames ejected from her back as two huge wings of fire sprouted and came down powerfully in conjunction with a burst of fire from her legs that together rocketed her off over the trees and through the hail.


    Like this,  the hail didn't get the chance to touch her again,  the chunks of ice leaving streaks of steam as they approached and didn't get close.   She didn't fly to the other side of the island yet,   instead she kept growing larger as she ascended up to disappear in the clouds,   lighting the cloud up from within as titan wings of flame disrupted it and brought the storm micro hailstorm to an end,  breaking it apart and heating up the ice particulates and water that formed the stormcloud preventing the formation of hail and literally breaking the cloud apart and thinning it out.




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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Decayuss on 9th September 2015, 3:39 pm

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    "A wanderer isn't always lost."
    Just as he finished that haul of civilians, Deniel wasted not a moment before ascending straight into the sky once more. He turned away from the carpet, and shot straight up into the air like a lightning bolt just like his original transformation. Then he took off at an accelerated speed once again towards his assigned end of the island. He had not seen what Siren had done at first, and the large chunks of hail were starting to give him trouble. It was difficult to navigate his way through and around them, and once or twice they had hit his armor. It became a serious issue when one of them knocked him off course and threatened to cause him to crash. Colliding with his armor in a harsh impact, unfortunately just on one of his wings's strips of metal, it knocked him in circles and made it difficult for him to recover what had happened. In the spiraling motions he made shortly afterwards, he could briefly see the transformation Siren had had done but only for a moment. For just as it seemed as if the hail raining down on him would dare to put a crack on his armor...it ceased.

    Swiftly regaining control of his flight and remaining still in the air for a moment, he stared up at the sky to see the clouds thinning and a fiery red color behind him. He would have perhaps remained a little longer if he wasn't in a hurry. So turning his back to the events once more, he headed to his end of the island. What he had seen earlier was a manor-sized house perched atop a hill, one that would most likely have suffered heavy damage given its lack of protection in almost any area. And sure enough, from where he was standing, he could see that there was a decent amount of damage done to it. The hail had shattered and broken some of the statues in its garden, as well as the front gate. It broke through and shattered almost all of the windows, and there was even a huge chunk that went through the roof. He didn't know just how many people had lived there, but he would find out. If it proved to me too much, he would have to make multiple trips.

    Landing in the manor's courtyard just in front of the entrance, the White Angel swiftly entered and gazed around. The first room is what connected to most of the others, with a staircase leading up to two separate ways at the very end of the room, and having two doors on each side of it. There were multiple pillars keeping up the staircase and the balcony-like second floor in the first room. The first thing Deniel needed to do...was figure out where exactly the people inside of here were at. The White Angel did give him an insane amount of increased senses, in addition to his normal ones, so he merely needed to tap into it. His sky blue eyes behind his helmet glowed briefly, causing the yellow pieces of glass in front of them to glow a golden color, just before he sealed his eyes shut and tried to ascend his senses beyond what he was normally used to for non-combat purposes. Up the stairs...down the right...nothing there. To the left...up the stairs....in that room...nothing there either. Back to the first floor...to the right...keep going...kitchen...rooms...dining room...living room...closer. He could  sense multiple lifeforms near the living room, though not exactly there. Meaning he would have to go there and try again. "Shit..."
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    The White Angel: 2/20
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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Eris on 9th September 2015, 3:46 pm

    Lady Red

    Having put an end to that single black stormcloud,  the sky remained overcast and a little drizzly,   other black stormclouds kept appearing,  but they were merely heavy rain and not as destructive as the hail she had stopped.    At the moment there weren't any twisters,   they remained far closer to the black wall of clouds on the horizon.    There was only the one that had appeared earlier on one of the island's tips but it had faded by now on its own.  


    She could remain here in the sky and break apart the more severe rogue stormclouds or she could return to the ground and start evacuating people herself.   She was conflicted still.   The docks,  the beach houses on the west side of the island,  or the clouds.   Looking down below she could see that the earlier tornado had broken apart a few homes,  but at the same time the hail had indeed torn through the ships which were now sinking.  


    There were likely injured or dead at the beach houses just as well as at the docks.    There was more likely to be families in the houses,   but there was overall more people likely to be found on the ships along with whatever cargo they might have carried,  and they were sinking.  


    With no other severe weather phenomenon like the hail for the time being,  Siren descended like a streak of fire towards the docks.  She hadn't taken more than a few seconds of indecision as she had weighed the choice.    She would try to hurry through.


    Diving through the water with a burst of steam on contact,  Siren's burning body winked out,  molten flesh hardening and her body became stone.   The wings remained at large,  spreading out wide and defensively as though to block some of the rainfall over the docks.


    With her size,   Siren reached down to pick up one of the larger ships that was closest to sinking,  holding it in her hand while she reached out for another ship.   It was obvious though that she was too late for one,   and she could see bodies floating dead or unconscious in the waters with others swimming or treading water.  


    Setting the two ships down on dry land she had a better idea.   With two hands palms upward and fingers spread out and curling in like claws,  Siren raised her hands as pillars rose up from the water forming a cage.     Flattening her hands she brought them up again,  causing the earth itself to rise within the cage.   Water drained out from the pillars she had made,  catching debris or people from being washed away and beaching all the ships at once.



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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Decayuss on 9th September 2015, 8:09 pm

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    "A wanderer isn't always lost."
    Taking the right of the foyer to the manor, Deniel very quickly found himself in the face of a kitchen. Quite a huge one, matching the luxurious style of whomever lived inside of this manor, with multiple counters and cooking utensils for use. The White Angel imagined that there were several chefs that were put to work in a kitchen of this size. Following the trail that he picked up earlier out of the kitchen, Deniel came upon the dining room which was connected to it, naturally. There was a huge table, that seemed to be set, but also had plenty of bountiful food on it. His mouth watered at the sight of it, but there were plenty of cracked plates, chairs flipped, and things spilled on the floor. He suspected that whomever was here had been eating during the time of the storm...which didn't make too much sense. It was only morning, so what exactly did they have to eat? No longer bothering himself with such a ludicrous question, Deniel made his way to the next room that connected to the dining room from the far side of it. It was a hallway...and towards the middle of it Deniel saw an open passage. That must have lead straight to the Living Room, where he would once again attempt to pin-point the location of the persons inside of this building.

    Swiftly making his way down the hallway, Deniel came upon the very fancily done living room. It was decorated with red carpeting, with multiple designs and engravings made of golden thread, not literally gold but merely a golden color. To the right of him, near the center of the room's right side was a fireplace with a large framed picture on it. The picture didn't necessarily depict a person...merely a work of art. Near the fireplace were three couches: two of them across from each other that were made for only a single person. The third, facing the fireplace behind the other two, looked as if it could fit three people or more. And in the center of these three chairs was a large coffee table with a shattered and broken tea set. He didn't really know what broke it...perhaps the panic, but he didn't necessarily care. Standing in the near-center of the room, he closed his eyes once more so he could once again tap into his most advanced senses.

    "Where are they...?" He asked himself as he once again sealed his eyes shut. His senses picked up their heartbeats and breathing...they were that nearby. The reason he wasn't able to get their exact location before was the dense surroundings that they had. They also appeared to be densely packed. It was....inside of a wall? It must have been a secret passage. Once again opening up his eyes, Deniel looked around the room to see if he could find something that could perhaps be interpreted as out of place. Maybe something to give him a huge clue? At all?
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    The White Angel: 3/20
    Until Another 10: 3/5
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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Eris on 9th September 2015, 8:15 pm

    Lady Red

    With her giant size,  her control over the earth extended far,  allowing her to create another stone pavilion continuing off from where her pillars left off and shielding the docks as a whole.   It would keep the people here safe for the time being,   meanwhile Siren carved a path through the island towards the hotel.     Even for her size it took her a minute or two to cross the large island,   and with her she extended the protective pavilion in her wake and cleared the way until it connected to the hotel.


    Shrinking,   Siren shouted some commands and sent half the Rune Knights to go help at the docks,   bringing along medical kits and supplies.   It would take a while for them to make it back and forth across the island.    Turning to one of the squad leaders,  Siren ordered him to tell the carpet to go to the docks and carry the Knights with it once the people from the hotel had been evacuated,  and commanded the carpet to obey that command.


    In the mean time,  the Rune Knights sent to the docks will have to make the trek,  and they did so dutifully with a quick sustainable pace.    They wouldn't get there for ten minutes at best,  but at least the situation over there was in better control as things were secured.  The only problem was tending to the injured and calming the civilians.


    In the mean time,  Siren had to go check on the beach houses that got torn through by the earlier tornado.    Her stone wings burst into flame again,  as she pushed off and launched herself from this central point and streak off westward.  


    The beach houses were in disarray.   Three houses were completely leveled  and a dozen more were torn up.  People were moving about the ruins visibly trying to help each other through the ordeal and were currently trying to work together to lift a heavy beam.     As Siren landed she could see some children hide behind adults.    Siren shrunk and her wings retracted,  her stone-like body lightening up and looking human again.    


    The people urged her forward towards the rubble they were all trying to lift earlier while a few men kept trying and a jumble of multiple voices erratically tried to talk through their predicament.   She could hear them just fine,  under stand what they were saying despite it,  but they were frantic.  


    "Calm down."  Siren said in a comforting tone of voice and softened her expression.   A mix of her own confidence and calm demeanor and a spike of her aura of trust and the feelings they would feel for her silenced them while she approached the men struggling with the beam.   Taking it in one hand she lifted it up and revealed a pocket in the rubble where a mother was impaled by large wooden fragments,  blood staining the three children at her side that were scraped up but not seriously injured.  



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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Decayuss on 11th September 2015, 10:32 pm

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    "A wanderer isn't always lost."
    Taking very careful steps in the room, Deniel's blue eyes scanned every last little detail that they could make out with his golden lenses over his eyes in the room. His vision was still the same, but it did add a mysterious effect to them. Spotting something out of place at the fireplace, Deniel swiftly made his way over to it. Staring at one of the bricks that made up the fireplace, Deniel noticed that one of them was slightly out of place. Sticking out further than the rest, it was obvious what its purpose served. This house was made to have almost no imperfections, which meant that this was purposely placed there. Extending one of his claw-like armored fingers, Deniel pressed right into it, and then heard a stirring noise. From the spot where he pin-pointed the location of multiple people, Deniel saw that the wall of it started to move. Making his way over to look at it, Deniel saw that it had opened up to reveal a room that housed several people. Maids among them, a woman, a man, and three children.

    They all seemed alarmed to see him, and his abnormal appearance certainly didn't make anything better. One of the maids started to scream upon seeing him, and the man looked like he was ready to protect his wife and three children. They all backed away form him, panicking and pointing fingers. Holding out his palm to them, Deniel protested against them: "Hold on a moment! I'm not here to harm anyone! I want to help!" They all seemed to quiet and calm down just a little bit, although it wasn't entirely noticeable. The owner of the estate seemed highly suspicious to him. He was a mustached blonde man, wearing a business suit alongside with it. His wife seemed quite young, and beautiful, but also filled with fear to looking at Deniel. "Help, how are you going to help us!?" The mustached figure insistently inquired upon Deniel. "We are fine here! That storm won't harm us! It's just a little rain!" He concluded.

    Deniel sighed, and shook his head beneath his helmet. Small bits of black armor disconnected themselves from his white helmet at his neck area, allowing him to remove it from his head. Showing them that he had a humanistic appearance, with silver hair and sky blue eyes underneath, he began to explain the predicament that they were in. "This building may hold up right now, but I doubt it will last very long. The bulk of the storm will hit this place in the afternoon. If it does: you're done for." Still suspicious of the figure before him, and since he was the only one that could speak, no one except the estate owner spoke up against him. "Oh really? And what do you plan to do about it?" Crossing his arms, with only one of his hands holding on to his helmet at the very edge of them, Deniel gave out a sigh. He was trying to help, and they were turning him down. "If you want, you can go outside and check. If you still want my help, I'll take two of you at a time. It'll only take a few seconds for me to get all the way to the safe place, however. So don't worry." It sounded very surreal to them, and it wasn't like he could blame them for it.
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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Eris on 11th September 2015, 10:37 pm

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    The mother was still alive.   Weak and trembling she gently pushed the children,  ushering them forward making them pick themselves up and walk past Siren into the hands of who was presumably their father who hugged them tight,  his eyes on his wife all the while.   His children needed him,  but so did she.    Desire burned bright in their hearts.



    Sighing,  Siren focused her will on the woman,  making her look her in the eyes while everything became quiet.   Drops of rain hovering in the air and the dying light in her eyes stopped fading.    Her pain stopped,  fatigue leaving her,  she stirred,  looking at her hands and down at herself,  the spike and blood disappearing as Siren waved her hand,  as though erasing the debris around her and the gray sky was overpowered with blue and sunlight as Siren and the woman were left with only the bystanders on a field of grass and flowers.


    "What." The woman said.  She crawled forward in a hurry onto her feet and dropped to her knees with her family as they were frozen in the moment and she looked bewildered.  "I died didn't I?" She said,  eyes downcast.  


    "Almost."  Siren said,  the only other person unfrozen.  


    The woman perked up a little.  "What do you mean?"  She had hope it seemed,  good.   Siren pointed to a spot in the fields nearby,   the grass and sunlight fading to show the scene,  the womans body broken while her family looked on,  Siren there holding the beam up off of her.  


    "You're dying,  but not dead.  I'm no healer,  but I can give you a second chance."  The paused scene Siren showed unfroze,  showing the light fading from the woman and going limp,  her body being recovered and the family grieving.   While that scene displayed a future without her,   Siren gestured to her right and a new scene played.   The blood disappearing,  her wounds gone,  as though she were never harmed and she crawled out from the debris herself to join her children in a familial embrace.


    "You aren't yet dead.  So the price for this gift isn't extravagant.  I can give you your life,  in return for your soul.   It may sound cliche,  but that's the way of things."  Siren knelt beside her,  her comforting presence reassuring her while she hugged one arm around her shoulders while she watched the two scenes unfold,  showing her life with the family or the family's life without her.    It wasn't true,  it was only a prediction crafted by Siren.  She couldn't truly see the future,  neither could she stop time or erase reality.    It was all just illusions crafted to form an ideal environment for a Contract to be made.


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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Decayuss on 12th September 2015, 8:42 am

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    "A wanderer isn't always lost."
    Still suspicious of him, the master merely sent of his maids to check out the weather instead. He didn't even let Deniel accompany her. They were so suspicious of him, that they would need a first-person witness without his presence either. So she made her way past him, very nervously and cautiously--it even took a bit to get her to do it--with Deniel standing at the doorframe and not moving an inch. They were being absolutely ludicrous, and it was wasting precious time that he could have perhaps been using to save others. He was starting to regret coming here, saving such selfish and ridiculous people. However, he was far too nice to just let them go now...and he didn't really think he could live with the guilt of it afterwards. So he waited patiently for her to come back, and she was in an awful hurry. She didn't necessarily go outside, because what she saw from what she got was plenty enough to make this an emergency. Hurrying back into the shelter and pretty much screaming, she informed the other residents that a huge storm was outside. One that would probably bring this whole place down if they didn't leave it right away.

    Reluctant to leave behind his house to merely just come crashing down, the owner's life was much more important than that. No longer protecting his kids, he asked the angel in front of them about what their best option was. "....What should we do?" Sighing in relief that they finally decided to let him do something, and in irritation that it took them so long, he placed back on his helmet. The black pieces of armor shifted into place, locking his helmet around his face. The golden lenses glowed briefly, as if activating like a machine. "I can get each of you down to the safe place in just a few seconds, maybe even half of a minute. However, I've only got two arms. I can only take two of you at a time." Looking through all of them over, Deniel needed to decide which ones to take first. There was the family of five. There were three maids. And then three butlers. Which meant in total Deniel was going to have to make about 5 or so trips...tricky. He needed to move the ones that were probably the least likely to survive here first...meaning the children. Although there were three of them, and their parents certainly didn't want to leave them alone. "I'll take you first..." Deniel said, pointing at the husband, and then at one of his children, "And him at the same time. Then I'll come back for your wife and second kid. Then I'll come back for a maid and the third child. Then two maids...then two butlers...and finally the last butler. Sound good?" It was the best way Deniel could think of that he move the children to a safe place as fast as possible, while also having their parents keep an eye on them.

    He had a feeling that they trusted their servants, so wouldn't mind leaving one of them with them for only thirty seconds or so. And luckily for him, they didn't. So from then one, he started his tiring haul. First with the husband and the first child, Deniel flew right out of the estate at incredibly fast speeds so that he reached the carpet of crescent island in a very short amount of time, before he would go back for the rest of them. And then back...and fourth. Over and over again.
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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Eris on 12th September 2015, 9:34 am

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    The entire world the two of them were in now existed in their minds,  a reality crafted for her while they remained frozen in the moment their eyes had met in the real world.  Time wasn't frozen,  it was just slower for the two of them as they existed deep underneath layers and layers of psyche.


    "My soul?  What does that mean exactly?"   She furrowed her eyebrows in thought.  She wasn't about to accept a deal blindly.   A smart woman.


    "It means when you die,  your afterlife will be superseded.  You will continue to live as eternal as any other soul,  as you would have before.  The difference is you will live in my domain."  She pulled her arm back from the woman's shoulders and stood up,  walking away from her.


    "You can be with your family there as well,  if it is your desire,  or if it is their desire.   Assurance that you will be together.  You,  your children,  your children's children.   Wish it,  and it will be.  Your descendants and yourselves,  together as a whole."  Nevermind that depending on the afterlife they would have gone to,  they could have been together anyway.  But with religious variance these days who knows where they might individually end up and separated.  


    "That... Sounds nice in theory."  Siren rolled her eyes out of sight,  and she interrupted her.  "You don't have to wish for anything more than your own life,  your own soul."


    "But if we're talking about wishes here,  could I make a wish for them instead?"  Siren could see where this was going,  and cut her off again.  "The point here is to keep you alive.  Yes,  you can make a wish for them as well."   There was a glint in her eyes.  Siren could see a mix of greed and care wrapped up in one.


    "Then for my soul,  and my descendants,     I wish for my life back,  that me and all my family line might live long and full lives blessed with good fortunes and wealth."  She said,  probably sounding smart in her head.  


    "That would be significantly more costly" Siren said.   "I'll need your body and mind as well.   Your servitude,  throughout time and eternity.  Not just your existence in my domain.  You will be at my mercy,  my every word your law.   Your heart itself aching to please."   The woman cringed,  thinking it over and staring at Siren.  


    "So long as I can spend time with my family,  I can agree to that."   She stood up and stepped towards Siren,  looking decided.    Siren held out her hand,  a pentagram similar to a magic circle appearing within it.  It reached out to her,  giving her the instinctive knowledge of what to do.   She seemed a little slow on the draw,  but her hand met Siren's,   the pentagram expanding to encompass them while fires enveloped the woman,  screaming.


    Siren hugged the woman,  her mortal disguise evaporating in the flames showing her true nature,  the red flesh of a devil.    The flames danced across her body harmlessly as Siren held the other woman in her transformation.   Pinkish-red skin visible through the dying flames until it was complete.  


    A succubus.   In giving her body over to Siren,  the woman had been remade into a minor demon to suit her needs.   The woman stood up,  arm wrapping around Siren for support while they stood.   Her legs were shakey and her eyes seemed dazed.   She could see the emotions on display.  




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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Decayuss on 12th September 2015, 6:53 pm

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    "A wanderer isn't always lost."
    As he glided through the air, through the very thick rain and high winds, Deniel began to think about what exactly could have caused all of this. The previous day showed absolutely no signs of such a storm, which meant it had to have been some surreal or supernatural element that conjured up such a storm. Or else why would the Rune Knights be here so fast? It would have taken them at least a day or so to round up that many knights and get here, so that meant they had to have known about this. And knowing about it meant they were able to predict when it could happen...and if there were no signs of a previous storm, then that must have meant that some kind of being made this, and they were following it. Not wanting to count his chickens before they hatched, Deniel did not dwell on that topic for too long. Perhaps Siren would inform him about the situation once they had finished gathering up any remaining survivors. Deniel figured that this estate of people would be the last batch that he could get in before the bulk of the storm hit the island. It was not in his best interest to be around when it did...so finding survivors so much as thirty minutes before that would not be on his agenda.

    Landing at the Carpet with the father and his child in each of his arms, a bit stirred up from the ride, he turned around and took off after telling them: "I'll get the next two. For now, you guys stay on!" Just like the previous times he ascended straight forward into the sky so that he could attain the highest elevation before taking off at almost his top speed. Looking down at his twin katanas for a moment as he flew, Deniel gave one of them a smack at the hilt. "Hey, Nidhogg, wake up!" Surprisingly enough Deniel had guessed what his sword was doing the entire time. In alarm Nidhogg muttered and grumbled a couple of things, even gasping at the sudden sound for him to wake up. "Huh!? What!? What happened!?" Of course...just when he got to the boring parts Nidhogg slept through it until he was needed. Deniel sure as Hell wished he could do something like that, but instead he had to live through all of the parts. Whether they were boring or exciting. "I'm picking up the last bit of survivors. I'm probably going to need your help once this is all over." Grumbling a bit under his breath, Nidhogg asked Deniel: "So why did you wake me up already." Deniel rolled his eyes underneath his helmet, and only answered him with: "Because this won't take long at all."

    And Deniel was surely right. In a matter of seconds he had already gotten the wife and the second kid back, and then a maid and the third kid, then the two maids, two butlers, until finally delivering the last butler. With his duty at long last fulfilled, Deniel stood near the Carpet, but did not get on it. Instead the White Angel gazed out at the sea where the bulk of the storm was heading their way. He was curious to find out what exactly was causing it. "Some kind of Storm King, perhaps?"
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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Eris on 13th September 2015, 11:55 am

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    Taking time within their own personal world to go over the woman's new demon body, Siren went over with her the basics of how to handle herself.  

    How to control herself,  her emotions and desires.  Practice on the things she should know how to do,  Red devil and pink demon together in a world of her creation.  Lastly and most importantly,  she taught her how to appear human again,  that she may continue to live with her family.  

    To appear normal,  and actually live.   Siren would only call upon her sparingly,  letting her live out her life for many more years to come.

    Siren eventually broke the spell and the two of them appeared back in the real world.   Weeks,  months even having passed for them in the blink of an eye.  

    The other woman's body was whole,  and very much human looking for now as she crawled out from the debris and hugged her family,   just as she had done in the vision Siren gave her.   A glint was in her eye as she looked at Siren from the hug and smiled.

    Looking around the scene,  there were a few other injured people,  a few dead  who lay scattered as they were taken by the tornado that ripped through their homes.   No other injuries were life threatening,  aside from those already lost.    

    She wasn't about to throw her gift around carelessly,  those already dead could stay dead for the foreseeable future.  Though there were those who grieved,  the losses weren't as comparable to the family she had just made whole.    Siren had a soft spot for kids and mothers,  even fathers.   For families. 

    There was no other immediate danger here,  but rather than shelling them in with stone barriers to protect them from freak weather Siren decided to take them with her.  

    Growing in size,  Siren became as a giant and carried the few dozen lives in the palm of her hand while she walked from this tip of the crescent island through the middle,  bulldozing trees as she went.  

    Her minds eye was open wide,  seeing the ground below the tree canopy through the earth itself,  looking for stragglers.   Cabins in the woods,  shrines,  event structures for various activities on the island for the guests.   It was a resort island after all.   Finding at least twice the number of people she recovered from the line of beach houses,  Siren returned to the Carpet and dropped the people off.

    Seeing Decayuss deposit refuges of his own,  using speed to make repeated trips,  Siren waited for him to return again while she looked at the oncoming black horizon.   As he stopped to look on himself,  she made an observation.    

    It was far too close.   Observing it intently still as a statue,  Siren suddenly turned to the Rune Knights.   "Wrap it up,  double time it.  I want everyone off this island ASAP."   She hollered

    Towards the Ex-GM, the Ex-Saint drew her silvery black sword.   "You can remain if you prefer."   Pointing her sword at the black mass that was still gaining speed,  hard to perceive at the moment she predicted it will be visibly picking up speed in only a few minutes.   Something set it off while she had been busy evacuating this island.  

    "The King of Calamity approaches.  The Storm King.    As you may know the Rune Knights have been crippled for the past three years.   I am the only Knight capable of facing this monster,  I am alone.  I do not wish to risk the possibility that I could fall here,  regardless of any confidence in my ability.  It is unwise to let confidence overshadow caution,  which is why all the Guilds will be notified if that creature makes it past this island.   But lets make sure that doesn't happen.  What do you say?"   She lowered her sword at an angle, looking away from the man and back to the horizon again.   She could swear she could see serpentlike figures swirling in the clouds as it got closer,  heads,  maws made of black cloud gnashing as it approached.   From this distance each of those heads would be massive to see them like that from this distance.    

    It'd be here shortly. 



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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Decayuss on 13th September 2015, 6:52 pm

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    "A wanderer isn't always lost."
    He had gotten the name right to a certain extent, and it's not like he should have been surprised about it. The Storm King seemed like a typical title for a creature that was able to conjure up such devastating storms. Gazing out into the distant Sea, with probably all of the island most likely evacuated at this point, that only left Siren and himself to face this monster. No doubt that even if the two of them ran away from this with the rest, this thing would still be out there to wreak havoc on the seas. It needed to be stopped, but was he--were they--capable of performing such a task? A giant maelstrom of blackness was hurrying towards the island, masking what was probably a monstrous figure in the darkness that surrounded it. He could see serpent shaped heads coming out from under the sea and looking upon the island, each of them appearing to be hundreds of meters long. There were about four from what he saw, but he was willing to be there were more. More lurking inside of that vortex of storms, or even underneath the sea. He could not come close to imaging what exactly laid behind the black wall of clouds that approached them. However, if they had any hope of stopping this creature, they would need to penetrate it. Staring at Siren for a moment, he nodded very briefly. "I will help. I'd say our best move is to try and ignore the heads as best as we can and go for the center. I don't know exactly how it will be possible to penetrate through that storm... but I will try."

    Stepping forward once, Deniel also had a thought creep into his head about the strength and nature of his monster. "Defeating the Storm King...task worthy for becoming a God of Ishval, perhaps." Reaching at his waist and having each of his hands make a tight grip on to his katana's hilts, Deniel's hands became engulfed in Holy Energy that quickly spread to the rest of his body like a fire. "Execute now...Spirit Merge." He spoke calmly, and softly with no need for dramatic effect in this predicament he was in. He was walking into what could basically be his own death...but he did not care.

    The Holy Energy consumed his entire body, hiding it. And this Holy Energy shaped his body and armor as if it were some kind of material that could easily be bent and twisted. The claws on his gauntlets grew much sharper, his wings became full rather than have Holy Energy make them up, his helmet appearing much more draconian than previously, his feet becoming claws just like his hands, and a long thick tail seemingly appearing out of his backside. The Holy Energy dissipated from his body, and he was left standing in a brand new set of armor with a much more draconian appearance. In several gaps in his armor, mainly at the thighs and elbows seemed to be scale like skin, but if one were to touch it they would only find it was armor, as well as the tail on his back. And somehow he was granted the ability to move it. For Deniel underneath, was still Deniel...with a brand new set of armor.

    "I'm going in."


    After a brief moment of silence he took off from the ground in a very quick burst of speed, ascending high into the air but also covering several meters of distance all in that instance. Flying at a swift speed that carried him across the crescent and straight to the Sea in a matter of seconds, the True White Angel made his way towards the heart of the storm. He did not bother to go at his top speed, for he would need to make sure that he had some kind of control over this flight...as it was about to get trickier than ever before.

    As he neared the enormous black cloud, its size seeming to get even bigger and bigger as he got close, the winds picked up. His flight and wings did not rely on the wings, so it did not bother him, but it did threaten to blow him off course should he ever cease to focus on flying or standing still. The rain became much more heavy, with each drop feeling like a heavy burden placed on him alongside the millions that rained down. There were even chunks of hail, although so far not as big as the rest of them. The Storm King was about to unveil what it was truly capable of, however. Natural disasters.

    The wind picking up suddenly and driving Deniel straight off course, he swiftly found himself caught right into a vortex out in the middle of the sea, that was so strong some of the water inside of it became trapped as well. Dragging him in towards the center, the True White Angel was not the least bit intimidated just yet. Drawing both of his blades from their scabbards, he quite literally cut his way through the vortex created at the sea by displacing and fighting against the current of the wind by using the air pressures created from his cuts alongside their immense amounts of power and strength. Flying out of the nearby vortex, Deniel was met with a hard hit from behind himself.

    One of the giant serpents from the Storm King's body had hit him from behind and sent him barreling towards the sea straight into a massive maelstrom of water. Regaining control of his flight as soon as possible, Deniel ceased his journey towards it only to be struck by an enormous bolt of lighting sent straight at him. Even his armor was not able to protect him from such a thing, but his natural resistances heavily reduced the damage that he would have taken from it. His armor did smolder and appear to have some damage done to it, but it would have perhaps cracked or broken in an area or so were it not for its resistances and Deniel's. Not wasting any time after getting struck by the bolt Deniel proceeded towards the giant black cloud.

    He noticed around him more vortexes on the sea and in the sea created, a countless amount of this, so this would cause Deniel to attempt to navigate his way around them as to not get caught. The lightning also started to pick up, and as a result he was hit with a much more powerful bolt than the last time, and this had enough force to it to stop him and send him barreling to the sea once more as a result of him losing his flight. From down below the depths came a massive serpent head of the Storm King to swallow Deniel hole. And it would have succeeded of the lightning bolt had done significant damage. He could feel it, and it stung, but not nearly enough to incapacitate him. As the serpent's mouth came around the True White Angel and attempted to bring its jaws together, the creature inside of its mouth fought back with strength that rivaled, perhaps even surpassed, the one that tried to swallow him up. Using one of his katanas as he briefly released his hands from fighting against its top jaw, Deniel stabbed it right into its upper jaw to cause its body to reject and regurgitate the angel. Flying back out into the open see, only to be hit by a massive geyser of sea water coming from seemingly out of no where, the True White Angel stumbled and tumbled into the wind with several cracks forming on his armor.

    He was still far from finished, but everything so far had started to damage his armor; a thing that had not occurred in....forever. With his body trapped inside of the pillar of water gushing out and ceasing his movement, the serpent once again went for the Angel with its bleeding mouth. "Angel burst!" Just before the jaws clenched around him again Deniel activated a spell that gave out a sixty meter burst of Holy Energy in a spherical shape, although very small compared to the serpent but still powerful, that displaced the water and interrupted the geyser. This also stopped the serpent from attempting to swallow him again, and left an opening. Swinging both of his swords at the same time more so in its eye area, Deniel took the two eyes of the creature out before impaling one of his swords instead of its forehead. Letting the gravity of the wind control him for once, Deniel was pushed down with his blade still inside of the creature's skull, causing it to split its head wide open and kill one of the serpents. But still...so many remained, and he was only a little more than halfway towards the Storm King. "I...The White Angel of Supremacy..."
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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Eris on 18th September 2015, 12:58 pm

    Lady Red

    The heads that emerged from the ocean as the storm approached were very large and were streaking out towards the island from the black wall of clouds far faster than the storm itself was moving like scouts,  or feelers from what Siren knew of the monster.   These serpents were likely extensions of the monster itself like tentacles,  just with mouths of their own.


    Seeing the heads himself,  he turned back to stare at her and agreed to help and activated his magics.  Spirit Merge.  A transformation worthy of any magical girl and he was off.   Siren would have warned against it,  but she decided against it.   Reckless assault it is.  

    Growing in size Siren became a giant again towering over the island,  her color draining as she took on a rocky appearance like a giant stone statue of marble,  stone horns, wings and tail in all.   Seeing as how the ex-GM took off in a hurry,  Siren sighed and took a running stance, bent and touching the ground with her finger tips before she explosively pushed off with a shower of earth behind her shaking the ground violently as with each step the earth reacted to her,  rising up to form a surface for her to step onto which then pushed up sending her cannoning forward propelled by earthen pillars that were angled sticking up into the air in the direction she ran,  parting the sea with a wall of earth along the path of her sprint.


    Still,  she lagged behind the man due to her late start and speed difference,  despite her speed he was still (presumably) faster. Leaving her to watch as he got tossed by the high winds, tornados and assaulted by the serpent-like tentacles.  Even truck by lightning.   As Siren approached she could feel the winds pick up herself, pushing back against her but her mass and momentum carried her through unhindered.  Decayuss had distracted the main attention for the moment and she nearly reached the point where he was at when a tornado crossed her path.  It wasn't enough to budge Siren,  but this wasn't a natural twister.  Slicing winds rammed into her as it intercepted her path as though it were intelligently directed,  the winds bursting as the tornado was disrupted by her body,  which shimmered as though the winds made contact with a barrier of some sort,   her armor taking what got through it.   Scratch marks riddled her armor regardless but it was less than one might expect of the slicing tornado until you realized that she was far far far larger than a normal human and that one of those slices, depth wise, on a normal size human would cut them in half in comparison.


    As Siren reached Decayuss he had slain the serpents that were on his tail.  He was airborn and well above the maelstroms and large waves,  but only came up to about her waist as she barreled through.   The winds only getting more and more intense the closer to the storm they would get.   It was very unwise to keep flying,  she noted,  as seven tornados were closing on on their location to accentuate the already heavy and increasing winds.  


    They weren't even inside the wall of black clouds yet.


    As she approached it,  it also approached her with it's own speed carrying it closer.   Pushing through it,  it wasn't a wall so much as it was a boundary.   Crossing the threshhold,  the winds within the area of the storm itself were so intense Siren despite her size,  weight,  and support of the earth beneath her was rocked back on the spot and she had to brace herself otherwise she would have been pushed not back out away from the storm,  but too the side.   The winds in here were a hundred times the strength of the winds outside and instead of pushing out away from the central point the winds in here were spinning, swirling.


    Something large approached from the side the wind was coming from and Siren readied for it,  only to catch it when she saw what it was.   A whale.   A whale was caught up in the winds and being thrown about,  along with a variety of other fish,  even sharks.  Tossing the whale below her to the waters,  it probably wouldn't survive anyway if it were still alive at all.  


    She could see a full sized ship heavily damaged being thrown by the winds like the whale was,  flying past much farther ahead of her.  


    It wasn't the worst of her problems though.  The air was thick with electricity in here,  crackling and striking her repeatedly.   A barrier like coating across her body shimmered on the site of impact,   flickering,  cracking,  and on a fourth strike of lightning within the minute it shattered,  leaving lightning to mark her armor with scorch marks they it it. 


    Her body itself being made of stone, she didn't take all that much damage and had no nerves to fry,  so she carried on at a slower pace with purposeful powerful strides wading through the heavy winds.  


    Two tentacles however were having none of that,  mouths gaping wide to strike her, Siren reached out and grabbed them both by the necks from either side of her,  their large size not large enough.   The texture of the "Serpents" was indeed more like a tentacle,  less bone and more rubbery flesh.  


    Crushing the 'heads' together, Siren wrapped the two together, looping one under the other and pulling.   Knotting the two together before slamming it into the earth wall she was creating as she walked.  Raising the earth more she locked the tied up heads in place in stone and stepped over them.  


    She could see ahead that there was a second black wall of stormclouds,  this one a LOT more dark and dense,  whatever was beyond it was not visible.  It was either a wall, or a shell.    She had one way to find out.   Taking a deep breath despite the winds she angled herself against the storm,   and released a roar that delivered an intense beam of stone shards the size of school buses.  


    Caught by the winds,  they arced heavily  in an upwards bending angle that curved back down to strike the black wall of dense clouds ahead of her.   


    And did nothing. 


    Stone shards seemed to strike the cloud-wall,  distrubing it and sending electrical charges spidering out from the impact zone,  while the barrier itself tore into the stone pillars,  obliterating them into a shower of stone fragments that were thrown by the storm winds. 


    It served a purpose however,  in that Siren knew it was hollow.   She could sense her earth,  her Roar might not have gone through but it still penetrated the shell of clouds. 


    Continuing to push forward she looked to Decayuss.   Speaking directly into his mind,  no words would be able to be heard here with the intense winds,  she had a plan.   Opening her hand out to him,  he told him.  


    "This might kill you,  or leave you trapped.   But I can get you through that wall.   The Storm King is somewhere beyond it in the heart of this storm.  Here,  in my hand,  I'll break through the barrier  Once inside...  You can try to fight it.   It might be suicide to do so,  but if you can harm it enough it may drop this wall to focus it's attentions."   


    If he accepted,  her hand would close around him and seal itself,  leaving him encased in a pocket surrounded by stone.  By her own body.   Her fist fusing as sturdy as though it were statue made that way,  she braced herself once and pushed forward towards the nearing cloudwall that was getting close on its own.     


    When it was near her,  she threw all her weight behind a heavy punch,  an explosion of flame erupting from her body as she propelled herself and slammed into and through the wall in a shower of lightning that filled the air,  her stone body insulating the passenger in her fist.  


    Her arm, however,  was violently torn off and shattered,  her hand included,  on the far side in a shower of stone fragments Decayuss would be propelled forward into the peaceful Heart of the Storm to the sight of the Storm King itself haloed in light several kilometers away,  it's size so massive it's body was somewhat faded due to the atmosphere, like a distant mountain range.  


     




    As for Siren,  she was fully aware of what would happen to her arm and jumped up into the air backwards a little ways,  in order to let the winds carry her body as well as they could in order to back away from the wall as quick as possible.  A sweeping motion with her arm extended a sheet of stone out from her stone wall to catch herself.  The black wall of clouds was still accelerating and moving fast,  and she didn't have time to linger,  landing on her feet and sliding back against he winds somewhat she ran out at an angle with the winds at her back to get away from the dangerous cloud-shell.    




    Her arm was visibly repairing itself already,  slowly growing out from her shoulder.    In the mean time however,  though the damage itself would remain as stress on her body,  she took her hand to her shoulder and in a smooth motion caused the stone to extend out and form a new arm,  rocky and rough with claw-like hands. 




    While Deca was in there,  She wasn't sitting back.   Lightning pounded into her back as she dove below the waters.   It couldn't be more dangerous than it was with the winds.   Sinking below to the sea floor,  the waters were in almost as much turmoil as the winds were above it.   The cloud-shell extended below the waters as well,  but there were many tentacles protruding out from it.   If Decayuss failed,  she might be able to get in through below,  as it had to be weaker in order for the tentacles to pass through.  Or so was the hope. 






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    Re: Storm Bound (job)

    Post by Decayuss on 18th September 2015, 6:14 pm

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    "A wanderer isn't always lost."
    Before even continuing with his chant, he was interrupted by his sword questioning whether or not it was a wise move: "Deniel! Are you sure about that?" Not stirring in the wind, and no longer being targeted briefly, he was able to relax a bit mid-air, and give a nod. "I'm positive..." With his entire body being shadowed in blackness and his shoulders surrounded by a mysterious ocean blue glow, he began once again.
    "I, the White Angel of Supremacy,
    am the beginning of the end.
    I silence the heretics.
    I laugh at the strong.
    I purify the weak.
    I shall awaken and bathe you all
    in the light of Holy Destruction!
    Alpha White Angel!"
    The blackness over his body no longer there, and him exactly the same, the only thing that remained was the dark blue glow of aura around his shoulders and head. There appeared to be no change in him, when in reality he had ascended to his fastest form yet.

    Siren had passed right by him while in his transformation, and he could witness now what he thought he saw earlier. She was...giant. To say the very least. Enormous would have been a much more appropriate word, or even gargantuan. He couldn't measure just how huge she was with his eyes, but he could certainly tell that he was like an ant compared to her. Quite literally, actually. Glancing at the thick black wall of wind that was between them, he had a feeling that flight would be all the more difficult inside of that barrier. Siren, though...maybe he could use her massive size to his advantage. Landing down on Siren's shoulders, so he could use her as a place to shield himself from the wind on one side, and a stable way of getting around. Should anything occur he could easily grab on to her enormous fur coat and be able to hold on tight, although he hoped it wouldn't come to that. Sheathing both of his blades, he firmly placed each of his feet right down and prepared himself for the intense winds that would appear right inside of the massive storm cloud.


    Sure enough, once they were inside, he had to shield himself and use almost all of his strength and concentration to make sure he wasn't blown away. If he were flying right now, he would have been caught right into the vortex forever and never be able to get out. And even on her shoulder he was still threatened of being blown away. Perhaps if he had her size it wouldn't be an issue, but in this storm he was like a tiny spec of dust. A very powerful one, but the winds were probably more deadly to him than the tentacles ever were.

    Thinking about them seemingly made each of them appear, and both of his hands went for his sheathed katanas as if he would help deal with them, but Siren seemed like she could handle that very easily. Much easier than he dealt with his first, primarily due to her size once again, Siren made very short work of them before moving on. The movements of her shoulders did force him to crouch down and grab on to her fur coat so he could make sure not to be tossed over her shoulder, but aside from that he was completely fine.

    They were now coming in close to an even denser black cloud, and now Deniel was a bit unsure if he could actually pull something like this off. Halfway through and he needed a handicap, riding on Siren's shoulders, and now they were near the very end. He could feel his fake pulse rising and his body heating up underneath his armor. He was nervous. For the first time he was nervous, and a bit fearful as to what exactly was on the other side of that massive barrier. What kind of creature, so enormous, could control storms like this? Could have tentacles that looked like they could pass for a sea monster themselves? What was this Storm King? And some part of Deniel, now that he could see the extent of its power, did not want to find out. So is this what fear felt like? Is this what others felt whenever in the face of him?

    He didn't like it.

    Moments had passed by and he didn't even notice Siren attempted to use one of her Shouts to attempt to pierce the barrier with no effect. How were they going to do it, then? In just a few more steps forward she gave him the answer, and something that sounded completely insane. Something that might kill him? Or trap him? Sounded like suicide for sure. Yet...why did he want to do it so badly? He had the risk of dying, and he was a little bit fearful to find out what was on the other side of that barrier, so why was his answer yes? "Lets do it..." Curiosity was probably why. And his desire to grow stronger.

    He was curious as to what kind of monstrous beast lay on the other side of that black maelstrom of storms and clouds. And he was curious to see what could control weather in such an effective, precise way. And all of that tied into him growing stronger. If he could best his fear of this creature here, and be able to even assist in defeating it, he was already much stronger than he was yesterday. Ever since he became known as an "S class" Wizard, he didn't know if he was ever getting stronger in any way. To him, it felt like he was frozen in place or something. But this? If he could do this, he truly had grown stronger.

    Trapped inside of darkness made from stone, Deniel readied himself for the absolute worst. He gave a gulp underneath his armor, and could feel his pulse getting even faster and faster. It was too late to turn back now. And even if he did, he would never be able to forgive himself. He had to finish this here and now. After the moment of him being encased in stone, he felt himself being propelled like a rocket straight ahead, and piercing through the thick stormy barrier. The arm around him was shattered and annihilated, with only him remaining, relatively unharmed. Inside of the massive storm, he couldn't believe what he saw. It was...peaceful? The heart of the storm was peaceful?

    The ocean was much more calm outside, and although it was raining heavily, it was no where near as violent as outside. Outside would threaten to tear the whole island apart, but even in here Deniel could fly without any issues. And just ahead of him, far in the distance...was a colossal figure. Unable to make it out from where he was standing, shrouded in darkness and looking like a mountain, was the Storm King. From where Deniel was standing it looked like the largest creature he had ever seen, and even then he was far away from it. The only solution he had was to fly over there. In a flash of light Deniel had already taken off with even more speed than before. The weather was much more clear here, and he was in a hurry. So he went at his top speed. As fast as he could ever fly, even if it threatened to tear him apart. And as a result, he covered the distance between him and the Storm King in about a minute or so, but could not imagine what it would be like if he didn't go so fast.

    When he was face to face with it, he couldn't believe what he saw. Deniel, to scale, was probably as big as the very tip of one of its teeth, and many of them covered the gaping mouth in front of it. It had a similar shape to a squid or a kraken, except that its mouth was just a giant gaping hole right in front of it, with teeth surrounding it from all sides. Deniel staring into its mouth was like him staring into the void...he didn't know where it could lead. From where he was in mid-air, the rest of its body towering above the sky seemed to be out of reach, perhaps even out of sight. It didn't appear to notice Deniel, perhaps being too busy with controlling its storm or going in a direction. Speaking of going, it was moving, although very slowly. This was just the top portion of his monster...he couldn't imagine what it was like down below. No matter. Since it didn't notice him, he thought of a clever way to 'distract' its attention as Siren asked.

    As if going through the gates of Hell, Deniel flew straight into the beast's massive mouth. It took Deniel a few seconds to traverse the entire expanse of its saliva-covered mouth, and beneath it seemed like the sea and its saliva had mixed in together. A very fowl odor filled the air, much to Deniel's disgust, but he still kept on regardless. Its throat seemed big enough to swallow several whales whole, and he couldn't imagine the kind of insatiable hunger that this beast had. Maybe it swallowed entire islands to satisfy it? Was that why it was doing this? He didn't so much as care, but instead made his way down its throat, almost like a tunnel, and into its stomach.

    Its stomach seemed like a cave, a massive, dark chasm filled with a pool of stomach acid just below. It churned, and created waves against its walls almost like the sea outside. Its stomach was so large it could pass for a lake, even. Now that Deniel had reached his destination, it was time for him to get to work. Siren wanted a distraction? She was about to get one. Crossing his arms over his waist, he grabbed on to each of his pale white swords, and drew them from their scabbards. Vita and Mors. Life and death, they were called. As he drew each of them, he infused them with as much Holy Energy as he could possibly muster. Penetrating this monster's stomach lining was going to be no easy task, but he had no doubt in his mind that he would be capable of doing it.

    Holy Blade. Strike of the White Angel. Heaven's Meteors. And having one more spell in line, Deniel approached the massive pool of stomach acid. No doubt it would eat away at even his armor in just a matter of minutes, perhaps even seconds, so he needed to be quick about this. Angling himself at the best possible point, he went for it.

    Diving straight into the pool of acid, immediately it began to eat away at his armor! He could feel it dissolving and dismembering it, while it picked away at its skin, but he kept on going. He dove straight for a wall in its stomach, with both of his blades still infused with Holy Energy...and let loose. The Light of Dawn. Holy Blade. Strike of the White Angel. Heaven's Meteors. Striking against the wall of its stomach with both of his blades at the same time, his blades cut through it like butter with the amount of enhancements that was created from it. The small, but powerful explosion created at the point where his blades touched caused the hole and cut created from it to become much, much larger than before. An x-shaped hole, the last thing that triggered it was the Light of Dawn. Pretty much a nuke of Holy Energy, it temporarily pushed away the stomach acid eating at Deniel, and also expanded the hole even further. At the same time, it tossed, turned, and churned the acid inside of its stomach, almost giving it a rush. Getting out of its stomach as soon as he could, with his armor still almost dissolving--not completely--from the acid, he cut his way through its outer flesh after going through some gaps of organs to go elsewhere. He created a waterfall using his stomach acid, and his armor and body was in terrible condition. If he used so much as another spell, his Magic Power would be depleted entirely...but he did not stop there.

    Moving away from the waterfall and dissolving organs from the inside, Deniel cut away at anything he saw. He hacked and slashed his way through the large mass of tissue, apathetic as to what he hit and where. All of this must have been hurting the Storm king in some way or another, and eventually it should kill him. Perhaps on the outside it was invincible, but on the inside...that was another story. Deniel gradually made his way up inside of the Storm King's insides, so that he may eventually get out. Its stomach, its liver, its lungs, its bones, its tissue, and even its throat. Deniel cut all of it up one by one, his blades piercing the large mass of tissue and cutting it in half. Outside the storm increased temporarily when he cut open its stomach, but now its body was gradually getting weaker and weaker. As a result it started to lose control of its storms, with the clouds outside disappearing and the whirlpools vanishing.

    "I will become stronger..." He muttered as he sliced through another group of tissue. "I will become..." His pace at which he cut accelerated, going faster and faster. He did not care what he cut, he just hit anything that was in sight. He was like a virus inside of the Storm King, and was killing it in one of the most slow and painful ways possible. "A God of Ishval!" Delivering the final blow, and coming straight out of the Storm King's skull, Deniel appeared in a flash of light with his entire set of armor covered in blood, tissue, and some remaining stomach acid. The storm outside had finally calmed down, and the enormous body of the Storm King stayed afloat. The island had been saved...and Siren seemed to be no where around. He didn't know where she was, but it did not matter. He was victorious...and the Storm King could perhaps be studied. Victory.

    "Mission complete..."
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    HP: 200/500
    Magic Power: 10/100
    Until Another 10: 2/5
    The True White Angel: 8/20
    Angel Burst Cool Down: 1/4
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