Sword and Spectacle [Plot; 1/1] May 17, 2018 23:33:52 GMT
Post by D-Reaper Scout on May 17, 2018 23:33:52 GMT
Shortly after that initial blast, the mountain pass quickly filled with the sound of clanging metal.
Unlike the rest, the Baalmon - having seen the blast come from a distance - had managed to maintain his position on the cliff. This was both a blessing and a curse: he avoided being flung out into the frozen wasteland, but it also made it incredibly obvious where he was, and the enemy was soon upon him.
There's no end to this.
Despite his internal complaint, the Baalmon didn't seem to be struggling as of yet. Each of his sword strikes hit home, each slashing through a different beast - some shaped after Digimon, some after 'random constructs'. Each cut caused the slashed creature to sputter, and collapse into a mass of white smoke and ice. With the stone held solidly in one of his pockets, he seemed to hold the advantage, at a glance...
... But, then again, the wizard opposing him hadn't even needed to step close yet.
"Hm, hm. So that's not going to be enough to even tire you out?" The Wisemon's tone was playful, snapping the book shut closed in his hand. Several yards away from the edge of the cliff, far away from Baalmon's blade, the Wisemon shook his head and pondered, clearly not taking this demon swordsman clearly. In fact, the Baalmon was already charging a blast, ready to end this with a single -
"Then how about lightning?" At that mere declaration, from the maelstrom of a storm above, a single arc of electricity rained from from the air, striking the swordsman dead in the back! He staggered, his own built-up energy dissipating, as he started to snarl.
"Oh, good, good! Let's make this fun - it's just you and me up here, after all!"
Required: Ultimate or Higher
Caution: Beware the Puppet Master
Reserved by: Carlos Rey