Oliver wheeled around to look at Phyros and Laminus. [color=5128a4]"I'm not gonna have to eat for months, with you lot throwing yourselves at me."[/color] After a pause, while Oliver waited to see if anyone else would enter the ring.
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After Phyros and Laminus entered the arena after Oliver, the steel bulkheads slid down and sealed up.
While looking over to the three others in the arena, Phyros flew over to the south-eastern part, landing there. Laminus followed after him, flicking his charm to do away with the translation. Moving behind Phyros, Laminus took hold of his flute, and brought it to his lips, although didn't play anything yet.
A short time after the bulkheads closed, the floor of the arena turned to sand, the ceiling faded away, and the walls turned to stone, with a four-tiered sitting area extending out of it. Beyond the vast walls, was nothing but an endless meadow.
While looking over to the three others in the arena, Phyros flew over to the south-eastern part, landing there. Laminus followed after him, flicking his charm to do away with the translation. Moving behind Phyros, Laminus took hold of his flute, and brought it to his lips, although didn't play anything yet.
A short time after the bulkheads closed, the floor of the arena turned to sand, the ceiling faded away, and the walls turned to stone, with a four-tiered sitting area extending out of it. Beyond the vast walls, was nothing but an endless meadow.
And now, for our pay-per-view special event; Krieg and Maya, vs. Phyros and Laminus, vs. Oliver! Contestants, commence battle!
The sisters had watched the battle with anticipation. But Sara refrained from watching until it was over.
As Beth entered, EMily looked as though she had a question. One of her eyebrows was cocked.
"You said you were in construction and engineering, correct?"
As Beth entered, EMily looked as though she had a question. One of her eyebrows was cocked.
"You said you were in construction and engineering, correct?"
Once the arena had formed, Oliver let out another loud, lion-like roar and charged at Laminus. Oliver would attempt to tackle Laminus to the ground and pin him down, hoping Laminus wasn't strong enough to overpower him.
[color=0047AB]"Yeah. Why?"[/color] Beth asked Emily.
"An arena?" Maya said out loud, drawing her SMG as red lights flickered to life on the gun. Krieg danced back and forth on the spot like a kid told they were going to Disneyland. He almost ran off to join the fray, but Maya grabbed his arm, holding him back and watching as the other combatants went to town.
"An arena?" Maya said out loud, drawing her SMG as red lights flickered to life on the gun. Krieg danced back and forth on the spot like a kid told they were going to Disneyland. He almost ran off to join the fray, but Maya grabbed his arm, holding him back and watching as the other combatants went to town.
When Oliver charged at Laminus, Phyros leaped to the side as much as that was possibly with his corvine legs, then flew up, flying to the right. Laminus wasn't of a mind to try and evade Oliver in a conventional manner, instead, he and everything on his person turned into a cohesive cloud of fog. Laminus exclaimed, his voice sounding more whispy now that he was fog, but otherwise, the sound acted as normal.
As he flew, Phyros had a three metre long tendril of physical shadow rise from the feint shadow cast by Laminus' fog self. If Oliver had already passed through Laminus, the tendril would lash out at Oliver's upper back, or his chest if he hadn't yet. If it struck, the tendril would leave a 5cm deep gash, then recede back into the shadow it had come from.
After spawning the tendril, Phyros moved his head to look to Maya and Krieg.
As he flew, Phyros had a three metre long tendril of physical shadow rise from the feint shadow cast by Laminus' fog self. If Oliver had already passed through Laminus, the tendril would lash out at Oliver's upper back, or his chest if he hadn't yet. If it struck, the tendril would leave a 5cm deep gash, then recede back into the shadow it had come from.
After spawning the tendril, Phyros moved his head to look to Maya and Krieg.
Seeing Phyros look towards them, Maya decided it was time to enter the fray. She let Krieg off the leash. The psycho charged forward, buzzaxe swinging and laughing wildly. Maya aimed past him, firing a few incendiary shots at Phyros.
[color=0047AB]"Plasma manipulation is my bread and butter at work. I just tried doing something with it I could use to fight."[/color]
[color=0047AB]"Plasma manipulation is my bread and butter at work. I just tried doing something with it I could use to fight."[/color]
Oliver stopped when he noticed Laminus turned to fog, growling angrily. When the tendril of shadow lashed at his chest, Oliver focused on it, forcing it to stop before it could harm him.
Seeing Maya aim him, Phyros began flying in more haphazardly patterns to make it harder for her to get a bead on him, the distance between Maya and himself, and his smaller-then-human size somewhat helping in that. He couldn't evade all of the shots however, and was pegged thrice; twice in the left wing, and once in the side of the chest. Strangely, rather then going straight through him, the bullets only just made it through his skin, the two bullets that were in his wing falling out soon after.
The fact that the bullets were incendiary rounds made it so that the rounds still did damage, the feathers around the bullet wound in the chest and flesh beneath them beginning to whiten due to the heat. Letting out a harsh caw, Phyros fell to the ground. But just before hitting it, he turned into a shadow, and rid himself of the bullet that was still stuck in him in doing so.
Laminus taunted Oliver as he swirled around in his fog state, although without his charm, the words would go untranslated. He did nothing other then move around, noting Phyros being struck, but opting to bide his time.
Soon after being stopped, the shadowy tendril receded back into the shadow that spawned it.
The fact that the bullets were incendiary rounds made it so that the rounds still did damage, the feathers around the bullet wound in the chest and flesh beneath them beginning to whiten due to the heat. Letting out a harsh caw, Phyros fell to the ground. But just before hitting it, he turned into a shadow, and rid himself of the bullet that was still stuck in him in doing so.
Laminus taunted Oliver as he swirled around in his fog state, although without his charm, the words would go untranslated. He did nothing other then move around, noting Phyros being struck, but opting to bide his time.
Soon after being stopped, the shadowy tendril receded back into the shadow that spawned it.
Maya moved in on the shadow that used to be Phyros, keeping her gun trained on it. Krieg took some dynamite out of seemingly nowhere, attached it to his axe, lit it, then threw the whole thing in the ceneter of Laminus and Oliver's fight.
[color=0047AB]"Thanks. And that kid... Idunno. He was literally half dead, I wasn't picking up any life signs from him. And that molten thing... Urgh..."[/color]
[color=0047AB]"Thanks. And that kid... Idunno. He was literally half dead, I wasn't picking up any life signs from him. And that molten thing... Urgh..."[/color]
Oliver turned his attention to Krieg, and snarled. With another loud roar, Oliver charged at the Psycho, much faster than a human of his physique should be capable of. Much like he had planned to do with Laminus, if Oliver managed to hit Krieg, he would attempt to tackle and pin his opponent.
Phyros' shadow-y self stayed where it was for a short time, before Phyros became his physical self again, flying straight up as he went, his right eye trained on Maya. Soon after Phyros became physical again, he had a murder of ten crows - made of solid shadow - save for red lights for eyes, fly up from the shadow Maya cast. The murder of shadow crows would fly towards Maya at the speed that was normal for a regular crow, and peck and claw at whatever they could when close enough to do so.
During this, Phyros himself also began flying towards Maya, although wouldn't reach her just yet.
When Oliver charged towards Krieg, Laminus would remain where he was until the stick of dynamite tied to the makeshift axe blew up, then become physical again. Deciding to make things more interesting, Laminus brought his flute to his mouth, and played a four note long sharp melody. Rather then Phyros being bestowed a empowerment, however, it was Oliver.
His hands would be covered in weightless slabs of rock, segmented into small bits at the fingers to allow for normal movement. Until the effect wore off, whenever he attacked, the attack would produce a glob of lava that take ten seconds to cool into solid rock, and couldn't harm Oliver himself.
Although the slabs of stone covered Oliver's hands, should he try to attack using other body parts, the earthen slabs would disappear from his hands, and move to that body part. The same would apply if he tried to attack with an actual weapon.
Should Oliver attack with something that had an element to it, already, however, no lava would be produced, and the attack would act as normal.
During this, Phyros himself also began flying towards Maya, although wouldn't reach her just yet.
When Oliver charged towards Krieg, Laminus would remain where he was until the stick of dynamite tied to the makeshift axe blew up, then become physical again. Deciding to make things more interesting, Laminus brought his flute to his mouth, and played a four note long sharp melody. Rather then Phyros being bestowed a empowerment, however, it was Oliver.
His hands would be covered in weightless slabs of rock, segmented into small bits at the fingers to allow for normal movement. Until the effect wore off, whenever he attacked, the attack would produce a glob of lava that take ten seconds to cool into solid rock, and couldn't harm Oliver himself.
Although the slabs of stone covered Oliver's hands, should he try to attack using other body parts, the earthen slabs would disappear from his hands, and move to that body part. The same would apply if he tried to attack with an actual weapon.
Should Oliver attack with something that had an element to it, already, however, no lava would be produced, and the attack would act as normal.
Maya raised her tattooed arm, the marks glowing. Phyros was locked in a energy bubble, unable to move. With the creature trapped, Maya turned to the shadow crows, opening fire.
Krieg drew his giant shotgun, firing on Oliver as he charged forward. The gun fired slow moving pellets, but if any hit they would explode. The dynamite on the buzzaxe ran out, blowing up.
Krieg drew his giant shotgun, firing on Oliver as he charged forward. The gun fired slow moving pellets, but if any hit they would explode. The dynamite on the buzzaxe ran out, blowing up.
Phyros slammed face-first into the barrier that was manifested, dropping to the bottom of the bubble. Getting to his feet, Phyros looked down to the ground and became a shadow, ending up in the spot on the ground where his shadow had been when he was still physical. Now outside the bubble, Phyros became physical once more. Spreading his wings, Phyros leaped up, and resumed flying towards Maya.
Three shadow crows were gunned down, the bullets easily tearing through them as they would normal birds. Their bodies disappeared immediately upon death. The remaining seven shadow crows would swarm around Maya, spreading out so prevent being gunned down in one swoop. Each shadow crow would peck or scratch at Maya as they swarmed her.
After give Oliver the earth empowerment, Laminus began strafing to the side, whistling a brief tune for no other reason then that he felt like it. After a few steps, Laminus glanced to Phyros, and brought his flute to his mouth, played another four note long melody, this time actually empowering his ally, cowering Phyros' claws in cold vapours.
Three shadow crows were gunned down, the bullets easily tearing through them as they would normal birds. Their bodies disappeared immediately upon death. The remaining seven shadow crows would swarm around Maya, spreading out so prevent being gunned down in one swoop. Each shadow crow would peck or scratch at Maya as they swarmed her.
After give Oliver the earth empowerment, Laminus began strafing to the side, whistling a brief tune for no other reason then that he felt like it. After a few steps, Laminus glanced to Phyros, and brought his flute to his mouth, played another four note long melody, this time actually empowering his ally, cowering Phyros' claws in cold vapours.
It'd been a while... a long while.
Standing in the center of the arena, the woman would let out a soft yawn before her scarlet eyes looked level across the field. The arena was empty and lifeless... and above all, boring. She'd been waiting her for a while, idly spinning her jeweled dagger around a slender index finger. [color=BB0066] "Well... If this place isn't even offering entertainment up, what use is it anymore...?" [/color] She'd mutter with a haughty tone before suddenly, it seemed someone else had wandered into the room.
The pout on the succubus' red lips and slowly shifted to a soft grin. [color=bb0066] "Hmm.... Welcome to the Arena, dear." [/color]
Standing in the center of the arena, the woman would let out a soft yawn before her scarlet eyes looked level across the field. The arena was empty and lifeless... and above all, boring. She'd been waiting her for a while, idly spinning her jeweled dagger around a slender index finger. [color=BB0066] "Well... If this place isn't even offering entertainment up, what use is it anymore...?" [/color] She'd mutter with a haughty tone before suddenly, it seemed someone else had wandered into the room.
The pout on the succubus' red lips and slowly shifted to a soft grin. [color=bb0066] "Hmm.... Welcome to the Arena, dear." [/color]
Walking into the arena from the entrance opposite the woman, came a woman of Arab descend, in her mid-fourties. She had short, dark-brown hair, striking golden eyes, and wore a form-fitting cyan mermaid dress with a variety of colourful stripes running across it.
"I'd rather we skip formalities and get to the point." The new arrival replied with an irritated tone, stopping a few paces into the arena proper, flexing and relaxing her fingers. "The sooner I get this over with, the sooner I can get out... Prepare yourself!"
With that said, the steel bulkhead behind the woman slid shut, and the arena changed to become endless dunes of fine desert sand, with only small shrubs offering variety to the landscape.
Almost immediately after the start of the fight was announced - the woman, now identifiable as Timea - charged towards Carmen, showing surprising mobility in the dress.
"I'd rather we skip formalities and get to the point." The new arrival replied with an irritated tone, stopping a few paces into the arena proper, flexing and relaxing her fingers. "The sooner I get this over with, the sooner I can get out... Prepare yourself!"
With that said, the steel bulkhead behind the woman slid shut, and the arena changed to become endless dunes of fine desert sand, with only small shrubs offering variety to the landscape.
The current match, Carmen st. Luna vs. Timea Matiri! Contestants, fight!
Almost immediately after the start of the fight was announced - the woman, now identifiable as Timea - charged towards Carmen, showing surprising mobility in the dress.
