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Post by Orcus on his Throne on May 11, 2019 5:46:32 GMT
Hilde nodded towards Nata. "Sorry miss, but it has to be done." Summoning her strength, Hilde rolls the woman onto the side still with an arm and puts her body weight onto the woman in an attempt to keep her restrained.
"Okay Nata, do your thing."
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Post by Stage on May 11, 2019 5:50:42 GMT
Without a countdown, warning, or even another word, Nata unleashed Illusion's laser weapon onto he freely-bleeding stump. The beam only lasted a second, perhaps even less, but it was a beam with such heat as to melt rock and metal with only a few more seconds of contact. The red flesh was instantly charred black, smoke swirling into the air like the coils of an immaterial, gray serpent.
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Post by Executus Gira on May 11, 2019 5:51:25 GMT
The woman's body erupted in pain from the pressure that was applied. Her body spasmed on its own, but Hilde was more than enough to keep her down...
And then came the beam.
She screamed as her flesh was cauterized. It was unbearable, in that moment she wanted to die, but she willed herself to bear it. "FUCKING HELL, THAT BITES GODDAMNIT!"
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Post by Orcus on his Throne on May 11, 2019 5:55:03 GMT
"It's for your own good," Hilde warned. "Otherwise you'll die from bleeding out or infection."
She turned to Nata. "Her thighs are also heavily bleeding. I can try my luck with my fiery touch, but I don't think it would be as fast as your beam..."
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Post by Stage on May 11, 2019 6:02:17 GMT
"Got it," Nata replied tersely, rotating her chest to point at the mauled woman's legs. "I'll get her stomach too. But her eyes... we'll need a lighter touch for that. Your touch."
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Post by Executus Gira on May 11, 2019 6:11:57 GMT
"Thank you." The woman managed to garble out, even with a mouth full of blood. She tilted her head and spat it all out. "Fuuuuuck... At least I'm not being tortured by that stupid oversized bitch..."
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Post by Orcus on his Throne on May 11, 2019 6:14:55 GMT
"Uhh... who are you talking about?" Hilde inquired in a confused manner, her armor becoming stained in the woman's blood.
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Post by Stage on May 11, 2019 6:17:26 GMT
While the woman was distracted with conversation, Nata took the opportunity to strafe the lacerations on her thighs, sealing them all with a burst of smoke and the sizzle of flesh.
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Post by Executus Gira on May 11, 2019 6:20:58 GMT
While the pain hurt, it was quickly becoming much less than what it was before. Wherever it was from pain receptor overload, or some other reason, the woman wasn't sure. "Last night, I was... I was ambushed by a really tall woman. Light yellow eyes, long hair, cold voice. I'm a guard in Mival, so I thought I could handle her with my scythe and all that... I didn't stand a chance, and she left me down an arm, my eyes gouged out, for the scavengers to feast on. I did nothing wrong, and this is what I get." She coughs.
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Post by Stage on May 11, 2019 20:40:56 GMT
After sealing the last large wound, burning the woman's stomach closed, Nata asked through her mask, "Aren't scythes something farmers use? No wonder you lost."
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Post by Orcus on his Throne on May 11, 2019 20:43:05 GMT
"Yeah, not sure that's the best choice in weapon," Hilde replied in agreement as she relented her weight from the woman. "Besides... how tall is tall? Is she taller than me? Taller than Nata?"
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Post by Stage on May 11, 2019 21:04:14 GMT
"Yeah, be sure to eyeball our heights." The grin in her voice was audible even through the domino's mask.
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Post by Executus Gira on May 11, 2019 21:47:14 GMT
If the crippled woman could kill Nata with a glare, she would have right then and there. It was clear from her blustered face and shaking hands the comments at the very least upset her, yet in her current state, she was helpless.
"Shut your face." She groaned at Nata. "My scythe has never failed me in a fair fight... but that was no fair fight. I couldn't keep track of the fucker..."
She the turns to where the other's voice was coming from. "A whole head taller than me. Seven and a half feet. A freak of nature."
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Post by Orcus on his Throne on May 11, 2019 21:55:35 GMT
"Humans do not grow that large," Hilde murmured with concern. "Perhaps she is some sort of demonspawn?"
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Post by Stage on May 11, 2019 22:16:50 GMT
"Or your eyes were bigger than your stomach," Nata chimed in, a smirk floating on her voice once more. "Not everyone can be the best."
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Post by Executus Gira on May 11, 2019 22:32:26 GMT
Ignoring Nata, the woman took a deep breath. "Honestly, I would not be surprised if she wasn't human. There are... rumors she is a vampire, but I never had reason to believe It until now. Stupid-ass move on my part."
She tried to feel around with her one hand, but whatever she was feeling for, wasn't there. "And who might you two be? My name is Arnett. Your voices aren't familiar, so I take it your not from Mival."
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Post by Stage on May 12, 2019 0:27:33 GMT
The woman heard the hiss of metal as the surface runner crossed her arms. "I'm someone who can be the best. I'm Nata. Also... what the hell is a vampire?"
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Post by Orcus on his Throne on May 12, 2019 3:11:22 GMT
Hilde whistled aloud, calling Ezekiel over to her side. The horse trotted up beside Hilde, before the knight moved to try and get Arnett off of the ground.
"Hilde. I come from the kingdom of Draxonia," Hilde replied as she audibly grunted, attempting to push the blind woman up and onto Ezekiel's back. "Nata... urgh, can I get... a hand please?"
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Post by Executus Gira on May 12, 2019 3:13:41 GMT
Arnett tried her best to get up onto the horse's back, or at least, she assumed what she was being helped onto was a horse. "Vampires are blood sucking creatures. That's what I know... and apparently, they can change their form into whatever they want."
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Post by Stage on May 12, 2019 3:30:48 GMT
"Sure thing, skinny," Nata replied and, with one arm, easily lifted Arnett off the ground and onto Ezekiel. There was a grisly puddle of blood, both dried and wet, left on the ground.
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