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Azi Demonica

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Things didn’t go so well for the girl, nor for Rory’s, whose bullets failed to penetrate the shielding. Unlike Rory, Annie was able to kill a soldier, though.

Anyways, when Rory engaged in melee, his opponent wielded an electrical baton of sorts. Presumably, the captive remained in the leader’s grasp but not directly in front of him. Whatever positioning present, the electrical discharges had travelled up Rory’s pistols and zapped him, hurting and numbing his hands. His consecutive pistol whipping became weaker.

“Useless,” the leader had remarked at the rather inglorious soldiers, his horizontal-cylindered gun seemed to be getting ready again.

“You littell foohk!” Rory spat, assuming the leader’s comment was directed at him, which irritated the redhead.

Rory could not get past the leader’s baton and reflexes, so he had to try something else, and fast. He started performing big soccer kicks, kicking at the leader’s knees and shins, Rory’s eagerness heightened by his anger. Rory’s plated leg defences would add to the force of his kicks. He would keep his guns raised a bit, waiting to jab or swing them into the leader's forearms and wrists to intercept his attacks, if they came.

Elsewhere, the fighting continued, but the unmarked soldiery were not doing well. The barmaid-sorceress had defeated a soldier, the two other soldiers and leader were fighting their own foes, the innkeeper did whatever he did, and things appeared to be in favour of the pubgoers. With the action subsided, Elizabeth peeped...

01-Sep-2018 01:16:10

George Rozas

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It wasn't hard for Isaac to assess the rest of the situation.

While he had been the first to earn his victory it had not been by more than a tiny margin given he was witness to the demise of three of the other soldiers in rapid succession. Two of them were bested by, as far as he could tell, either luck bestowed upon their opponents by the goddess, or they had merely been less skilled than his own foe. Why? Well, one found himself blasted in the gut with a shotgun, disregarding all tactics in his assault upon the patron who had displayed his powerful close range firearm during the initial firefight. The other was brought low and stabbed through the heart by the teenage girl by... Some means. From what he saw she merely kicked the guy in the leg and he crumpled to his knees like a ragdoll.

Goddess only knew what was up with that.

The third was proven to be sharply outmatched. The barmaid(?) wielding the abnormal energy debastated him within their exchange, ending with a violent blast that crumpled the soldier into a bleeding heap. Just who were these people that worked here?

Aside from the leader, who as of yet had done nothing to join the fight, only one soldier remained standing - though not for long based on the series of wounds he had taken from the two working together against him. Thus, Isaac's gaze fell upon the last threat - the leader of the band. Apparently he was not alone, for the girl who had by some miracle killed one of the soldiers charged at him with reckless abandon - only to be shut down with an almost casual sweep of the man's baton, sent to the ground screaming and convulsing. A series of bullets fell upon his shield then as the mercenary-type burst onto the scene unloading his large revolvers.

It didn't go all that well. The leader was evidently a skilled combatant, moreso than his men, easily deflecting the blows of the drifter and, based on his slowed attacks, shocking the man with each deflection. Isaac reached into his pocket I am Inferi.

01-Sep-2018 01:43:17

George Rozas

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and withdrew his gloves - thick and well-insulated, essential during long marches through the Karnv mountains - and pulled them on. He let out a sigh, readjusted his grip on his sword, and strode across the room towards the melee.

" My turn to cut in, " He quipped as his sword came down in an overhead swing, arcing away from the direction where the gunslinger was attempting to throw down against his opponent with high kicks. His timing wasn't random, using the distraction of the wildly flailing gunslinger to strike with carried momentum - an attack far more difficult to deflect.

Whether he struck true or not Isaac would be prepared to follow up with a series of surprisingly quick blows from such a heavy weapon, unable to draw out the full power of its weight when he had to be concerned by the presence of friendlies in close range. Still, these quick strikes would not be anything to sneeze at - each stroke practiced and honed, a proper style in comparison to other attempts against the leader thus far. I am Inferi.

01-Sep-2018 01:43:23

Inferi

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Whether or not he had been directing his words at Rory didn't seem to matter, and a slight grin spread onto the corner of the leader’s mouth as the gunslinger fared quite poorly in his assault. The wild and fairly ridiculous combat style was a poor match for that of the man he was fighting. This was proven to be even more true when he tried adding easily telegraphed kicks into the mix, which were stopped by a combination of dodging and deflection with the same baton. As expected, this added to the shocks that had already coursed through his system, and would be stronger due to their more direct contact. Some of these would be deflected or blocked by the continual pistol motions, of course, but these did not help the overall problem of getting shocked.

With the clearly winning situation, the leader did not seem surprised when Isaac joined the combat. He didn't seem pleased, either, since the little grin he had vanished pretty fast. The overhead strike was dodged with a combination of deflection and movement, the leader jumping back while using the baton to push the blade just enough off course that it was not a threat to him.

He noticed the gloves almost immediately, and a rather displeased expression came across his features at the sight. The following flurry of strikes from Isaac’s weapon put him on the defensive, and the reason was pretty clear. His eyes were constantly on the rest of the field as well, watching the other combatants that were against him. While his deflections of Isaac’s sword were well placed, none of the blows from the sword actually landing on him, and the speed of his lighter weapon would have allowed for counterattacks in a normal fight, he had his hands full making sure he wasn't getting hit by anyone else.

The tide of everything shifted fully when the barmaid that Isaac was suspicious of began moving towards that fight, glowing blade in hand. The leader noticed, and immediately spun the roulette on his weapon again. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

04-Sep-2018 22:06:44

Inferi

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As he did, he said, in a voice that was rife with irritation and anger, “It’s not your victory! The delay is enough!”

With that, he pulled the trigger on his firearm, and everything exploded into a blinding flash of light. It lasted for several seconds before dissipating, and when it did he was no longer there. He wasn't the only one, either; every soldier, including the ones that had been killed, were gone, leaving only those that had been against them remaining. This included the female soldier that they had been trying to bring along, who was starting to move again on the stairs.

The barmaid that had been using the energy weapons - which were no longer there - began going around, checking to make sure that there was nobody injured. The effects of the baton had pretty much worn off from Annie at this point, and she would be able to get up without much trouble. It would still ache a bit, but that was about it. Everyone else had sustained very little, if any, wounds, so the overall shape of the crowd was pretty good.

The young woman on the stairs was in a bit worse shape, but with the barmaid helping her up she managed to get to her feet. Once there, she was helped over to the bar, where the bartender pushed one of the drinks at her. He then motioned to everyone to come over with the words, “

Everyone take one. It'll take care of anything you sustained during that. It is my thanks for the assistance.

”

The drinks were in the larger variety of shot glasses, and were perfectly clear. The glasses were also warm to the touch, and to anyone particularly sensitive they would be vibrating just the slightest bit. Whatever the liquid was would taste sweet, almost overwhelmingly so, and as one drank it was almost like liquid fire was running throughout their entire body. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

04-Sep-2018 22:07:30

Inferi

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It was not painful, though, and anyone that did choose to accept the drink would find that any injury they had, as well as any fatigue or exhaustion, would be gone.

The man that had been fighting with the second barmaid took his seat at the bar once again, taking the offered drink and downing it. He then sighed again, staring at his remaining wine for a moment before shrugging and starting to sip it again. His saber was put away before he sat, but not before he took out a rag and wiped off the small amount of blood that had gathered during the combat.

The other barmaid, the one that had been using knives, had gone over and sat down at one of the tables once the combat had ended, staring at the wood surface in front of her. The other barmaid walked over briefly, placing a hand on her shoulder and speaking to her in a quiet voice that couldn't be made out. It didn't look like she got much of an answer, but she went and got one of the glasses and placed it in front of the other barmaid before returning to make sure everyone else was alright.

The hooded woman went to the bar and retrieved a single glass, bringing it back to the table and setting it down a bit in front of Elyssia. She then, assuming Elyssia wasn't awake, would place a hand in the girl’s shoulder and give a gentle shake, asking in a slightly awkward tone, “

Are you alright?

” She would ask if the girl was awake, as well, but the shake wouldn't be necessary then. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

04-Sep-2018 22:07:52

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Annie1227

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Annie was happy that the effects of the baton finally worn off but felt an ache through her body was still there as she got on her feet. She never got hit with that kind of weapon before so that Electric shock scared her and greatful to be alive. She looked around the tavern and realize all the enemies are gone. Even the dead ones, that made her very confused. She walked up to the bar as she was putting her dagger away and heard what the bartender told them. She took one of the drinks and drank it. It tasted really good and It felt like fire going threw her but it didn't hurt her. Then all she felt after the battle was all gone. She was shocked and asked,"What was in those drinks you gave us to make our wounds and everything else we felt went away after the battle?" -Dances-

04-Sep-2018 22:59:20 - Last edited on 04-Sep-2018 23:29:05 by Annie1227

Westenev

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Elyssia

Elyssia’s return to the world was pronounced by the fast beat of the drum thumping through her chest. It took several seconds for her eyes to flutter open, and several more to make out what she was looking at. Through watery eyes, Elyssia broke eye contact with the hooded woman, a cool tear breaking down her burning red cheeks.

Reflexively reaching for her hood, she tugged down hard in order to hide the conflicting mess of embarrassment, fear and exhaustion that likely muddied her face. She felt small and helpless while under the woman’s gaze, almost as though she were going to shrink right back into the chair.

“S-sorry about that.” She managed, nestling her head into her elbow in a vain attempt to dry the tears. “I should be… sorry, I’m okay.”

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06-Sep-2018 03:52:43

George Rozas

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Isaac was not surprised that his attacks didn't find their mark, though quite frankly he was satisfied that his entrance into the fight had put the baton wielding leader on the defensive. Were it a proper one on one fight the soldier wasn't certain of his chances, for while he would certainly be able to use his skills to their fullest so too would his opponent - and he was clearly a dangerous man.

Out of the corner of his eye he spotted the barmaid wielding the unusual energy approaching, meaning the tide was about to be turned in full against the leader. However, with a shout full of anger - and rife with foreboding - the leader and his fallen men disappeared in a blinding flash. Isaac remained standing with his blade held defensively, blinking away the spots in his vision even as he checked his surroundings for any sign of them, but whatever it was that happened there was no trace of them aside from the stains of blood.

Exactly what had happened he didn't know, but one thing was for sure - the fight was over.

Letting out a sigh of relief, albeit tinged with a certain disappointment, he lowered his sword. Isaac considered the nearby gunslinger for a moment before, hearing the voice of the bartender, his eyes turned to see the 'thanks' of the man - some kind of drink. Well... He wasn't going to turn it down at the very least. But first he headed back over to where his scabbard had tipped over, sliding his blade back into it and carrying the sheathed weapon over to the bar where, with his free hand, he picked up one of the glasses and gave it a brief survey. Then downed it, eyes shooting open at the bizarre sensation of his body burning from within, yet without any of the pain he came to imagine from such a thing.

A bit too sweet for him.

Coughing as the sensation passed the soldier nodded appreciatively at the bartender, wondering just what kind of drink could wipe away the fatigue he'd had building up since he'd awoken earlier in the day. Not that it was the I am Inferi.

06-Sep-2018 21:37:52

George Rozas

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only question that came to mind at that moment, just the most immediate one that was sharply voiced by the dark-haired teenager a moment later. He quirked an eyebrow at the unusual way she worded it before deciding he didn't care enough to pick her up on it, instead leaning against the bar and setting his sword down to rest against it - still within easy reach.

" I'm doubting that was the end of it, " He finally spoke, a certain restlessness prompting him to tap his finger against the counter. The parting words of that baton wielding soldier were bothering him, though exactly what he had been referring to there was no way to know. Probably not something that would be good for the people here. " Doubt I'll be sleeping anytime soon either... That stuff is damned potent, whatever it is. " I am Inferi.

06-Sep-2018 21:37:56

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