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Post by arioncasea on Jun 19, 2009 12:41:18 GMT -8
Arion stood where he and Hiro had met up with Alexandra, analyzing the situation before steadily pushing forward through the masses, enshrouded by his blue and black cloak. His scythe-like halberd held low to the ground and dripping with the reddish-black blood of the demon hordes he had slaughtered. Arion's heartbeat was steady, as the lesser demons didn't prove to be much excitement. He followed Hiro's path and cut down any that got in the way.
The air around had begun to grow heavy - whether it was the heat or because of the feeling he had that something...powerful was out there. He brushed off the feeling though, and continued forward, expending the least amount of energy he could afford - he fought only with melee swipes and slashes, keeping his identity and abilities hidden still.
Under the shade of the hood covering his face, however, the blood-rimmed edges of his silver eyes focused on the path forward and the next target to be cut down.
(Damnit, I posted in the wrong place and I was like: Wait...this doesn't make sense to me. Okay, posting in the right place now.)
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Post by hawkeye on Jun 19, 2009 14:32:00 GMT -8
Alexandra twisted and curled through the air, moving above the stiffling heat and pressure. Hiro's mess made plenty for her to dance in. Some of the mass turned tail in the wake of his destruction, though never enough. Alexandra looked toward what she guessed was the intended target- the City of Aelb. The demonic force was strongest there, and no doubt their intended target would be there too.
(continued in Demonic Assualt)
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