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North for me. I wasn't sure if these humans could handle Engraved, nonetheless some of the Thirteen groups of thirteen. Lucifer wasn't hedging any bets with this one.
If I wasn't recently accosted by him, I may have felt good fighting beside a Seraph again. As it was I avoided eye contact and decided to do the best I could...
I smiled a bit. This would be fun.
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I caught the blade by the side with my own, slipping it down and around. I spun, using my smaller wings to my advantage, getting within his range, where he couldn't get a good shot at me. I brought the sword up low, but he dodged and tried to stab me. I twisted away from his blade and lashed out to the left, ripping a hole in the demons torso and spilling guts. Not really a mortal wound to a Devil or Demon, but it was painful as all hell and the added distraction let me get a strike in at his head.
Two down.
I flipped around and blocked an incoming demonic blade. I pressed back, brining myself on the offensive, distracting him so Seraph could slip his holy sword between devilish ribs. I caught his sword and did another half-turn, squiaring me to assault a approaching Thirteen. He held a Whip of Blades, a set of spinning gears, sharpened and perpetually slicing. It took skill to weild, but made up for it by being deadly, cool-looking, and above all painful.
I lopped off the end before he could tangle my sword. He anticipated and drew a wicked sythe, lashing out with a snarl. I blocked and drew the curved blade low, far lower than it should have been in battle. He snapped it back up before I was ready though and brought the syth down onto my side, goring me deep. I wasn't about to let that pain stop me, but before I could blink Seraph had taken advantage of the situation and taken the devils head. I dropped to the ground on the sythe. As one can imagine, it wasn't a experience I'd enjoy repeating.
I wiped the bile from my lips and got back to the battle. I deflected a axe, catching and holding the weapon above my head, while I leaned in and grabbed the Devils face. I tried to draw out his soul and use it to fuel me (God knows he wasn't using it much) but even as a look of horror was coming over his face Seraph stole the kill and flew off to another side of the battle.
This left me with one devil left. The top dog. I turned to face him where he waited patiently. For all their faults, devils are damn dramatic when they want to be.
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RowaN
They swarmed beneath me, a writhing horde of naked bodies. They were pale and lithe, like swimmers, but half rotted faces broke any human facade they had. They had eyes like dinnerplates, dull and empty, a unhealthy yellow more akin to a drug user than the hordes of hell. They usually would have boasted red eyes, or the normal white. But Ravens were damned souls given a fake shot a freedom, turned into mindless, blithering slaves.
Killing the beasts wasn't much of a problem individually. But they came in swarms of up to a hundred, and sometimes more. Each one multiplied the danger exponentially, until by the time a pack was assembled, skilled fighters could be brought down.
I am no skilled fighter. No. I am S.H.I.E.L.D. I am far, far more dangerous.
I leapt down into the horde, drawing my blades as I went. Curved things they were, and laced through with lines of holy steel, which lacerated unholy flesh. The steel would pass through, but the holy metal wouldn't, meaning a hundred little cuts through their thin bodies.
I killed about twenty through various means before I saw the blight pillar. It touched down in the midst of the swarm, killing several of my men and dozens of the damned Ravens. I called a retreat back onto the walls, hoping that Seraph was done with the Engraved. We weren't going to need any distractions for what was about to come.
Brawn- 3
(Combat skill. Denotes physical ability, and is universal for every weapon.)
Steel- 2 (Defensive skill. Denotes your ability to take a hit.)
Will- 2
(Mental skill. Denotes mental ability and problem solving.)
Skill- 3(no longer capped by Divinity)
(Luck. Governs... Activities that require luck. Linked to your Divinity.)
Divinity- -1
(How holy you are. 0 is neutral. -10 is demonic. 10 is Archangel level. You may not spend a skill point here. Your actions guide this stat.)
Pure neutral-
You are smack in the middle. Perfectly average in every way except power. Angels and demons will both take your council, though they won't take much stock in it. Count on everyone wanting to sway you.
Consume(Demonic Ability)-
you have the ability to consume souls. Doing so gives you more power, but diminishes your divinity. You can now absorb souls directly from living beings. Doing so will massively multiply your power for a short time and give you a free skill point, but doing so will result in a immediate -3 divinity.
Preserve(Angelic Ability)-
you have the ability to absolve mortal souls of their sins. Doing so will average their divinity with yours. That will be your new divinity, +2 for the selflessness of the act. Saving Demonic or Devilish souls is impossible until they repent. Saving monster souls is always impossible.
Curse(Demonic Ability)-
for the slight cost of -1 divinity, you are capable of cursing one opponent. The curse may me major or minor, but will effect them to some degree negatively.
Bless(Angelic Ability)-
bless is the opposite of curse, randomly blessing a character with some positive benifit. The benifit is entirely random, and may not be of immediate use. While this has no effect on your divinity, you must be able to contact God in some way, be it through a Angel's prayer, or a Priest to carry your thoughts to Him.
David- (ITEM BASED: UNUSABLE)(ITEM BASED: UNUSABLE) (Item: Adam's Pearl)
Goliath lost his stone? If you have it, you can use it!
Solomon- (SKILL BASED: UNUSABLE)(Will:5)
The brain is a muscle, and working it can open new doors to stats and skills!
Natural- (SKILL BASED: UNUSABLE)(Skill:7)
Ancient druids boasted the ability to commune with animals. Maybe you can to, with the right secrets?
The Horde- (SKILL AND ITEM BASED: UNUSABLE)(All skills:10 Item: Adams Pearl Location: CorE)
To kill a Behemoth...
tattered White cloak
tattered White robes
Sword (2 foot)(Gold and steel)
Wings: Solid silver. Medium.
Body: Average build. Perfectly normal in every way, including those that would make it un-normal.
Skin: A pale brown, the color of a european farmer's skin
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Topic: GreY -A meeting with God- (Read 10637 times)