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Spider & Dragon; & Druid, somehow.
Topic Started: Jan 18 2017, 08:44 PM (711 Views)
Rogan
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The shapes in the shadows moved slightly as Sylk and DruidMan squared up agains the vine-entangled viruses ahead of them. An increasingly familiar suction of air sound not far from them heralded two dark whirlpools opening up nearby, courtesy of the lurking void. One, directly behind DruidMan seemed like it had been aimed to try to catch him directly, but hadn't quite hit its mark, while a second one had appeared further back, to the south, behind the duo.

This was a secondary concern as, more pressingly, the mechanical virus on the ground moved with a sudden speed; far belying its ancient and dilapidated appearance, the titan rolled forward closing the gap between its resting place and DruidMan even before the navi could finish his own hastening chant. It slammed a fist down at him with enough force to make the ground tremble and send chips of stone scattering everywhere; thankfully, it thundered into the ground just a hair's breadth beside him, rather than the spiking crush it could have been; the sheer force involved might be enough to make even DruidMan feel relieved that it hadn't connected.

No sooner had the druid backed clear of this impact, though, than he manage to look up towards where the sledge had raised its hammer high. A bolt of lighting struck the shaft from a few feet above the virus, charging the weapon up further, before it arced forward, flying out of the statue's hand and right towards him. This one struck DruidMan in the chest squarely, sending him staggering, until he felt dangerously close to the swirling vortex behind him. At that exact moment, however, a sudden blur resolved into the smaller form of a void, standing just in the space between DruidMan and his foes. Its hand came up, followed by a small chuckle, and a pulse of energy that shoved him backwards the rest of the way. Fortunately for DruidMan, the whirlpool itself wasn't strong enough to completely crush him, though the drag still hurt. A blink later, and the Void was gone, while the sledge lifted its hand up and opened its fingers; the hammer reappeared in its fist with another crack of lightning.

While DruidMan took central focus, being the sturdier of the two, and took his beatings for the effort, Sylk was playing to her own strengths, cautiously waiting as stealthily as she could. As soon as DruidMan began to move forward again, to the north to engage the heavy-hitters directly, she shifted the ground around the centre and sent her decoy out to stage a show. Just as the floor was changing, it gave her a good sight of two dark-shadowed circles on the ground flashing across the floor, one moving towards DruidMan and the other moving towards her teasing decoy. The one moving towards DruidMan stopped part way, however, and with a brief yowling sound of frustration, the circle seemed to flicker, becoming a portal of blackness from which a lithe, sleek creature seemed to be trying to claw forward from, its forelimbs struggling against the magnetic panels. The second one flashed across to her clone without stopping and Sylk was able to see it halt directly under the image of herself, before the circle became an inky black portal to somewhere and a mass of writhing, lashing tendrils burst up, encircling her decoy's limbs and binding tightly. There were a few places, she noticed, where the press was too strong, and the tendrils squeezed all the way through a limb, to coil on themselves, but overall the image held, just barely, while the tentacles frisked it in a futile effort.

DruidMan, perhaps unaware that his attack had come close to being equally awkwardly impeded, had rushed ahead, moving up to a space where he was about as near to the Sledge, ahead of him, as the Titan that he had rushed past. The titan began to turn about, but DruidMan was already beginning to burn. The blood dripping shadow warped up behind him, a grizzly expression on its face, before its entire body shifted, the shadows dropping away to reveal a long, wickedly curved dagger that continued to drip as it plunged for the navi's back. The dagger hit, burying itself deeply, but in that moment DruidMan burst forth with his fiery attack, incinerating the hostile spirit while its guard was down and badly scorching both the Titan, and the Sledge in the process as well. The entangling vines smoked and hissed, and seemed to burn away almost completely from them, but while it didn't seem to really affect either virus' hostility, DruidMan might notice that the dark, cursed ground beneath the Sledge now seemed to send dark tendrils up to begin clawing at and encircling the virus again. Small roots were peeking out of the ground, reaching for the char-cleaned viruses, and DruidMan might also notice, himself and Sylk as well.

Up above, the two shrieking bats had finally dithered enough and plunged down towards the melee, hammering out sonic pulses that rang across the tops of the ruins at a painful volume. The majority of the first pulse seemed to be directed at DruidMan himself, though the second Pulsebat swooped for Sylk's restrained clone, before pulling up and flapping for a moment, its head tilting. It repositioned and directed its shriek across the battlefield instead, towards where Sylk herself lurked, while the close proximity of the sound dispersed her decoy more completely, and left the tentacles to fall in on themselves in confusion, then begin feeling all around the edges of the portal for their supposed prey. Sylk managed to shield her senses from the sound wave that came her way, as the bat began to wheel about and climb back towards the ceiling of the cavern.

More importantly, it seemed that the bat was the only one that had really noticed her presence so far, and the spider woman used the opportunity to send her dragon to capitalise on the surprise. It emerged and immediately sent blasts of frost around the battle field, freezing up the searching mass of tendrils to the sound of a pained hiss, as well as striking the second bandit that was still trying to free itself from its magnetic prison. A third shot curled around one piece of ruined masonry to track down the hiding void and a brief viral squeak, followed by a squelch and the tinkle of ice crystals hitting the ground confirmed for Sylk that that target, at least, had been thoroughly removed.

From the centre of the field, the Bluegon turned, the sounds of another dragon enflaming its territorial nature as its white-eyes, blind gaze searched for the intruder on its territory. It unleashed a breath of frigid ice at where it thought the sound had come from; Sylk was the only on near the edge of the attack, and it was simple enough for her to dodge away from, since it had mostly missed her anyway.

Back to the north, Druidman had finished burning the vines and other assorting pieces of his enemies and shook off the remaining molten metal from his blade at whatever was nearby. The Sledge and the Titan both took the hits, though the Sledge, for its part, seemed to take more harm than expected, the dark energy of the panel beneath it affecting it in a way that it hadn't been, before, when it was bound in roots. Even so it seemed to be weathering the damage fairly well. The same attack connected against the Titan, though the hard casing on its body left it dealing substantially less harm than expected. The third glob of molten metal arced high, flying up towards where the many-armed Vishiege waited atop its tower. One of its arms whipped around and batted the attack away, however, while the other two on that side shot out from its body suddenly, diving down at DruidMan in retaliation. One missed, and one hit him, though as the heavy metal limb crunched into his shoulder, he could feel the natural resistance of his body rigidly working against him under the sundering force of the blow. He had barely managed to steady himself, seeing the two launched fists flying back to the virus, as the other three shot out in turn, all hammering at him one after another. Two more connected under the volley of blows, and DruidMan could feel the injuries beginning to pile up.

The Sledge now moved forward, the whole statue lifting up and hovering forward to impose itself directly in front of DruidMan this time. Already weak from heavy blows, DruidMan barely had time to brace himself before the hammer fell, wielded in both hands by the statue to crushing effect. The cracked ground beneath him gave way and as he felt himself suddenly tumbling down, dazed, the ominous tone of his undershirt kicking in resounded through his senses. He hit the bottom of the broken pit roughly, with enough time to see a secondary shock-wave of electricity flood across the top of the hole, missing him where he lay on his back. That was lucky.

Seeing DruidMan drop out o sight from the devastating blow, Sylk did what all wise spiders do in such a situation, and put up an extra layer of defence on herself. DruidMan, meanwhile, wasn't about to take this lying down, even if he was, currently, lying down. He retaliated by drawing in whatever powers he could from the ground around him – though again, there was a sickly dark film to the energy he was drawing here, almost like reaching through an oil slick to get to water. Even so, it came to him, and his fist launched up carrying the druid to his feet before crunching past the sledge above and rising further to fall with force onto the many-armed virus in its tower. DruidMan himself didn't see it, but everyone heard the way that the fist crashed down, obliterating not only the ranged virus but destroying the entire entangled tower and some of the other ancient structures in the process. DruidMan was quite at his limit, but he still packed a punch, it would seem.

Elsewhere, the two bats regained some height over the battlefield while the two dark tendril creatures both pulled back into their respective portals, but the Bluegon had nowhere to go as Sylk locked sights on it next. The dragon was still casting around for the perceived other dragon that was somewhere on its turf, and Sylk blind-sided it with a barrage of electrical shorts that pin-cushioned the virus and tore it apart in moments.

DruidMan sought to spread some fresh growth to the land around them, needing its strength to support his own; the grass that grew was grass, mostly, but it was gnarled and spiky, twisted and stiff, and all around, the unhealthy-looking roots broke the surface and curled back under, like an infestation. The sudden growth lifted Druidman up out of the hole he was in, the gap filling in with fresh soil behind him and attempting to grow over as best it could, but even as he emerged, the Titan, badly damaged but still mobile, rolled across tom him and raised its massive gauntlet arms up to bring a somewhat-overkill double-fisted helm-breaking strike down on him. DruidMan's energy had only just barely started to return to him from the grass around, as the blow made his undershirt tone again and he found himself planted face down in the still soft earth that he had just formed; the amount of damage it must have absorbed for him that time would have been staggering, if he wasn't already severely beaten into the ground.

If this wasn't enough to worry about, the two shadows moved again, with that same sudden sliding. One positioned itself under Sylk, but the spider was ready for it; the tendrils burst up all around her, reaching and grabbing and pressing themselves against her barrier, but before they could take any further hold, she lashed out, cutting the tentacles away from her, to be rewarded with a howl of pain from whatever creature was within the portal; she caught a glimpse of brilliant blue eyes, briefly, before the portal snapped shut, once more seeming to be just a shadow on the ground. The severed tentacles quickly degraded and faded away. The other shadow flashed across the ground to DruidMan as he prepared his last chip for now. The first sweep of his gauntlet obliterated the Titan, the managed to destroy the Sledge at last. As he turned for a third target, though, the mass of tendrils exploded from the ground around him and immediately latched on, snaking about his arms an legs, gripping and squeezing tightly as they began to search him. For the third time in a short space of seconds, the pressure of the tendrils sent him a warning from his undershirt, and with no time to lose, DruidMan directed his third shot down into the portal below him in a sudden conflagration of burning shadows and smouldering grass. When the fire cleared, he was standing on fresh, slightly toasted soil, and the searching tentacles, as well as their shadowy owner, were nowhere to be seen.

Sylk still had her blade ready, and the shadow containing the remaining bandit was easy enough for her to see and watch; aside from that, all that remained here were the pair of bats, though with the condition DruidMan was in right now, even they might pose a threat, if he didn't get himself taken care of quickly.

-=Corrupted Remnants=-
Entangled [virus]Sledge V3[/virus]: DELETED
Entangled [virus]Vishiege[/virus]: DELETED
Entangled [virus]Titan[/virus]: DELETED
[virus]PulseBat2[/virus] A: 160Hp [Central Area][High Altitude]
[virus]PulseBat2[/virus] B: 160Hp [Central Area][High Altitude]
[virus]RedDevil[/virus]: DELETED
[virus]GrabBandit V3[/virus] A: 66Hp [Portal shadow is visible next to Sylk][Grass]
[virus]GrabBandit V3[/virus] B: DELETED
[virus]Void[/virus]: DELETED
[virus]Bluegon2[/virus]: DELETED

-=Navis=-
Sylk.Exe: 200Hp [Grass][170Hp Planar Barrier (Wood)]
DruidMan.Exe: 1Hp [Soil]

-=Terrain=-
20% [terrain]Grass[/terrain]
15% [terrain]Normal[/terrain]
15% [terrain]Poison[/terrain]
10% [terrain]Cracked[/terrain]
10% [terrain]Ice[/terrain]
10% [terrain]Cursed[/terrain]
5% [terrain]Soil[/terrain]
15% [terrain]Missing[/terrain]

-=Objects=-
Ruined Fortification A: 80Hp [Anchored][HardBody][L-shaped section, south-east]
Ruined Fortification B: 80Hp [Anchored][HardBody][Long buckled segment, south-west]
Ruined Tower: 60Hp [Anchored][HardBody][Tall tower shard, has a stable-looking upper floor, south-east alongside Ruined Fortification A]
Entangled Fortification A: 120Hp [Anchored][HardBody][DR: 10][Curved bulwark, north central, east side of the path]
Entangled Fortification B: DESTROYED
Entangled Tower: DESTROYED

Climbing on Ruined structures counts as Normal terrain, for calculation purposes.
Climbing on Entangled structures counts as Cursed terrain, for calculation purposes
NOTE: Cursed terrain does not appear to be negatively affecting Entangled Viruses!

Edited by Rogan, 6 minutes ago.
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