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Roland had arrived with the king and led a small division of troops to strategically uproot the Fiin forces. While their numbers were large, it was easily to slip a small group past the large areas of fighting and position for a counter. Roland and his small band of soldiers awaited the opportune moment.

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Gwilym had gotten himself caught alone fighting a smaller group of warriors. He hoped they were the enemy. It was becoming quite thick really, he struggled to defeat them as their armor was made quite well. Luckily his strength was enough to tear through their armor and from there he could cut them down, but it was no easy matter.

He would soon be using magic as well as his blade it seemed.

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Rez was having fun, which was not good. It meant that he was beginning to lose himself, he would not enjoy tearing apart anything as himself, but slowly he was losing himself to the personalities and perspectives of his awakenings.

Only one Fiin was standing now, Rez was blood covered, and his eyes constantly fluttered through colors. His voice like a cry from an army in itself.

Roots shot out of the ground and curled around the warrior's leg and calves. He had stayed to fight Rez although he he seen what he could do. The fear of Goria must at this point be worse than the fear of Rez.

Rez held stings of lightning in the open space between his palms. The force from them made a gust of wind that sent small dirt and debris as well as Rez's hair blowing away from where the lightning was. It took a bit of time to 'charge', although that was just because Rez was taking his time. He watched as the Fiin began to frantically and violently struggle to try and free himself from the snare of the roots, but not only were they much too tight as they had wrapped around him so tight even the armor crumpled, but they drained him of his energy. Soon the Fiin just gave up, barely able to stand, the roots holding him up.

Rez pushed the bolts together in his hands and with one strong push forward in the air, sent the large amount of electricity shooting towards and threw the Fiin. The intense heat melted the armor that it passed through and the flesh, what was left, was burned beyond recognition. The Fiin, amazingly, still breathed. Probably because of the magic protection he had. He laid on the ground as the roots had burned up from the force of the bolts. Rez left him, he wouldn't last long anyway. He had hit him once, that was enough. The bolts would continue to terrorize him till he died, like a virus throughout his body.

Now it was time to find Goria. As he headed in the direction however, he noticed the huge outnumbering of the forces that were meant to attack him who had now turned on the Paineston and Avaleur soldiers. Help here was need much more. He quickly ran to join them.

[dragoon01]

Dadramora looked over at the demon and laughed. His armor was shattered on the left side, and he was hurt, but Dadramora refused to give up. He then looked over at Zaleth and laughed a bit more. "We might have a chance." He said. Then he examined Goria. His aura would prevent pretty much any damage for a while, so all they had to do was distract him until he was forced to put the barrier down. "Walter, don't try to fight him head on yet. You can't get past that barrier to do any effective damage. We need to hold him off until it wears off, then we can fight." He said. He drew his sword, wincing from the pain movement brought him, and readied himself. "Everybody ready?" He asked cautiously.

[maureth]

"So it is agreed then?" Asked a familiar voice. Maureth, about eight at the time and barely conscious, listened as carfully as he could.

"Yes... Take the blame... won't kill... -ryu Seal." Is all he caught from somebody on the other side of the room. The figure standing over him knelt down.

"Sorry little guy, I gotta do this..." He whispered. Then he knew nothing afterwards...

Maureth opened his eyes to a field of blood and battle. With an effort, he stood next to the sitting Zaleth. He saw a man seemingly torture one of the last remaining Fiin from the advance force, then turn to go for one of the larger battles. Maureth went to take a step, and found himself right next to the man. It was the same one he had kicked. Where did this power come from? Why were these memories flying through his head? What the hell was going on.

"Hey." He said plainly. His eyes felt funny. (they are in the same asterisk shape as his 'brother's', except the bottom left and the bottom lines are missing from his eyes compared to his brother's full asterisk.) "Let's do this." He said again.

[zaleth]

Zaleth was sickened by that man's power. He also didn't like the feelings coming from Maureth. They were too strong for their own good, being too reckless to control it correctly. Zaleth sighed, then stood. His Min had engaged the main army of Fiin, about thirty thousand strong, and were barely holding them off. The only reason they hadn't been completely wiped out yet was due to the fact that they were Min and could mix magic and fighting together in a perfect harmony of a bloodbath. Zaleth sighed again, then took off towards his Min brethren. About one hundred were dead so far, but Zaleth got there and immediately activated a small amount of the power he obtained while fighting his brother. It gave him a boost of power great enough he kept up and easily killed four or five Min at a time. He didn't get hit once as he drove a bulge into enemy lines, slaughtering over three hundred in ten minutes. Then he got punched in the side of the head by a strange man with asterisk eyes. "What the hell?" He sputtered.

The man looked at him and frowned. "You are too strong, and as such must die." He said. Zaleth frowned in his helm and stood.

"Go ahead and try to kill me then." He said cockily.

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Rez took a moment to look at Maureth. He nodded his head once.
He bent his arms as if he was holding a box with his hands facing up towards the sky. A small discharge of energy pulsated a few times from Rez. Then the unheld weapons in a ten foot diameter shook, lifted and than began to circle around the man. They spun around Making it seem as though Rez was in a hamster ball of weapons.

After he formed the ball, Rez went to aid the Min. He controlled the various weapons in the air with ease, cutting down all in his path and collecting their weapons after slaying them.

One Fiin managed to break through the circle of weapons with few scratches, he foolishly thought that was the hard part. With a smirk he taunted Rez, 'That all you g-'. That was all he had time to say. With a motion of his hand, Rex flung him into the air by shooting the earth the Fiin was standing on up. While the Fiin began to fall the weapons all at once flung at him. Like a flurry of arrows sailing towards one target. He blocked what he could, but it was impossible for him to block them all unless he changed positions.

The end result was basically like putting him through a paper shredder or wood chipper.

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Roland and his small band had been waiting for the perfect time, and it was now. The Fiin ha begun to wear down the min and they showed signs of evident victory.

From behind, Roland and his troops struck the inspecting Fiin hard, cause a large confusion throughout their large squad and hopefully giving the Min some time to sway the battle in their favor. It was all he could hope, but soon he knew that, with his numbers, he would fall to the multitude before him. He was on the complete opposite side from everyone else, there would be no help. Unles they met in the middle.

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Devan, being a general in Goria's army, stood atop a tower with his group of warriors. Noticing the, surprisingly well done and well executed, counter that the forces of Avaleur had managed he took his group down to destroy them.

He now had Roland's group surrounded, vastly outnumbered and now would come the fun part.

As soon as his group had left however, another moved in and past, deeper into the heart of Goria's soldiers. It was the Hydra, they went unnoticed deeper into it's heart and from there would begin to take out the Fiin forces.

[maureth]

Maureth was impressed by the man's power. He easily tore through a few ranks of enemy soldiers, but he could tell that the power was starting to either consume him or tear his body apart. It was unsteady, like thousands were struggling at once for control of the same piece of property. He put the thoughts out of his head and turned to the Avaleur forces that were slowly losing. With a sigh, he got there in a matter of seconds and started obliterating enemy soldiers with a host of weapons. His increased speed and new power had given him control over his magic and summoning down to the last drop, and was freely summoning weapons of all sorts to slaughter a few soldiers, then he was resealing them and summoning different ones to kill a few more. The combined tactics caused confusion, but Maureth didn't know if he could help much more. The Avaleur side had already lost about five hundred soldiers and the Fiin still had a few thousand attacking them. There was a cliff to the backs of the Avaleur side, making retreat possible only to the left towards the Min. The right was just a drop off of the island. That's when Maureth made his decision. With a booming voice amplified by magic, he basically forced the Avaleur troops to retreat back to the Min and provide reinforcments. They did so, spurred on by a force they didn't understand. Then Maureth turned towards the thousands of Fiin and smiled.

"Looks like today's my last..." He whispered to himself. With that, he charged into the throng of enemy soldiers, screaming in pure ecstasy the entire way. He summoned two swords into his hands, then used magic to form two more arms with a sword in each. Then he recalled another technique from his past, and decided to use it. He summoned two more swords in the crooks of his elbows and flipped the ones in his hand to be backhand, and with all six swords began to massacre the enemy forces. He felt their movements before they happened and managed to avoid almost every blow, but he was soon engulfed into the throng of enemies and surrounded, only surviving due to his incredible speed and accuracy with the weapons. He continued fighting, hoping that he could keep this force busy while the rest of the army kills the main Fiin force.

[zaleth]

The man with the asterisk was good. Very good. Zaleth had taken to the air and he had followed, attacking with attacks he had never seen before. Zaleth tapped into a bit more power and struck at the man. To Zaleth's surprise, the man avoided the attack like he had known it was coming. The man's power also dropped slightly, but not enough to hinder his fighting.

"You are good for somebody not of these lands." The man stated calmly. Zaleth smiled under his helm and didn't respond with words, but another attack instead. The man dodged, then stopped in the air. Zaleth did too, and met the man's eyes. Suddenly, he couldn't move. His helm was ripped off and the sounds of battle died away. Zaleth glanced to his sides, and saw that he was bound to nothing, then looked forward to the man. He was calmly walking up to Zaleth with a razor sharp knife in his hand.

"This is my world. I am God, I am time and space, and I am the executioner." He slid the dagger between two of Zaleth's ribs. He felt the pain, but didn't express it. He had to find a way out. His armor was gone, allowing the man to stick him with shallow wounds repeatedly. After a few minutes, Zaleth couldn't help but screaming in pain. It continued for hours, endless pain. "Scream. Nobody hears your cries. Nobody cares. Nobody can defeat me." This last statement snapped Zaleth out of his pain induced stupor, and he glanced up at the man. With a shout, he delved deep into himself and pulled on his power. He yanked and tugged until it finally came loose, and Zaleth used it all. With sheer willpower, he yanked his right arm loose and grabbed the man around the throat.

"Then I am Nobody." He snarled. Suddenly, he was back on the battlefield. The man was looking at him, holding his face like it was in pain. "What the hell?" He asked nobody in particular. His power was at full force, and his body was starting to react. Without waiting for an answer, he charged the man and unleashed an onslaught of attacks that even the fastest warrior couldn't see. Wtih one final thrust, he ran the man through with his blade. He coughed up blood onto Zaleth's armor, but it just passed through him. Confused, he watched as the man melted into drops of blood. He looked down and watched them fall to the ground, and saw the man on the ground looking up at Zaleth. His eyes were bleeding and it seemed like they had gotten duller since he got here. "Tricky mother fucker!" He screamed. Then he charged, and the two began to fight for real.

[Namari Lovelle]

(( Once again, I am completely, 100% confused at what is happening XD Does anyone know where Water is at with this? As for Namari, I didnt put her in anything really yet so she's all good : P ))

[Scooter]

((yeah, I'm lost too.. o.o... Just pretend Phillis is doing something important and kicking some ass. Alright.))

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(( lol ok XD so I'll recap. Rez jumped into battle alone and a large group began to attack him alone. Maureth join and the two began to struggle to survive. Then the Paineston and Avaleur army arrived, and once that happened most of the Fiin attacking Rez and Maureth switched to the Paineston and Avaleur warriors. Maureth was then attacked by some strange thing that called him his brother. Dadramora and Walter went to find Goria who found them. Then Zaleth Came to help but noticing his fellow min needing assistance, left to aid them. He then was attacked by maureths brother. Roland countered on the Fiin forces that were destroying the other Avaleur soldiers but devans group ended up surrounding them. Almost to late, Maureth, who was unconscious, got back up and cleared a way from them to join the min and Avaleur forces on the other side. So, Walter and Dadramora are fighting Goria. Zaleth is fighting maureths brother. Maureth is fighting a large Fiin multitude. Rez is going wherever the fight takes him, at the moment alone since Maureth left him. Roland and Paineston and Avaleur and the min are fighting a smaller Fiin group. Kavanah is on his way. And lol Gwilym is desperately holding on since he has been alone for awhile. I hope that covers it all and clears it up for you ))

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(( oh and the organization known as the black hydra which are god killers, are making their way into the center of the Fiin where they will dismantle it.))

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Kavanah swiftly approached the floating isle as he soared high in the sky's. He finaly reached the battle and from here he could see most of it all.

Kavanah quickly found his allies, but just as he flinched towards them, he noticed a man (Maureth) that seemed to need aid much more dearly. He breathed in and his cursed marking glowed bright. With a flex of his entire body and the full extension of his wings, he began to pulsate a dark black that waved from the start at his heart and ended at the far ends of his body. He flew high in the sky, creating a large shadow on the ground. All that feel into and under it began to corrode away and decay. The Fiin's armor, weapons and flesh rotted away. He was careful not to catch his friends or allies in the shadows.

He soared over the Fiin Maureth was fighting several times, kill many before the black pulse subsided and he unsheathed his blades, soaring down and landing to join the man.

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Devan's flesh began to peel from his body and flake off as if he was going though several years of being dead. The pain was incredible, and he welcomed every ounce of it. In some places you could even see to his bone. He was only hit a few times so he had managed to stay alive. Devan's numbers, what was left, stumbled around, most too weak to fight anymore.

He looked up to where he had been stationed before to see a cloaked figure, with a moment of a blink he was gone. It was time. Devan walked through his weak and wounded soldiers, breaking necks, slicing throats wide open, decapitating most, and all the while smiling under his mask.

[maureth]

Maureth didn't really notice anything strange with as many Fiin as there were, but when the weird guy landed next to him, hopefully to help, he spared only a glance before going back to his massacre. He had numerous cuts and bruises, but only one would was really taking its toll. One Fiin had managed a lucky blow with a spear and had cut open Maureth's calf on his right leg, so it hurt to move. It was made even worse by the speed at which he was moving, but he kept going on with his morbid duty.

[dragoon01]

Goria had been attacking him and Walter nonstop for about five minutes now, and Dadramora was already at his limit with his current power. He had managed to evade his blows, but time was against them. If Dadramora went into full power now, then he'd be tired and wouldn't be as effective the rest of the battle. But if it continued on like this, then him and Walter would be killed. Their only hope were the Great Ones hopefully making their way here.

"So, Sacraa, how do you like this two on one? So far it hasn't been going too well for you." Goria said ferociously. Dadramora ignored the taunt and kept up with his blocks and dodges. "How would you like it to be four on two?" He asked. Dadramora looked up in alarm, and Goria took advantage of this to kick him in the face. Dadramora crashed into the ground, making a crater as two more ribs broke. He needed to heal himself, but couldn't get the time if he was to help Walter.

"Walter! Can you hold him off for twenty seconds?!" Dadramora screamed.

[Walter Grace]

"My pleasure!" Walter nodded, flexing his claws and lunging forward, going for a slice with one hand and a stab with the other.