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- Jan 27, 2011
Hotsuma was notably silent as Yuna made it clear they needed to stop. She was right, even if her words said nothing to suggest what was actually being relayed: Once he was dead, they would have all the time in the world to rip into each other. But for now? Stopping Ignacious was their only priority at the moment; everyone else was fighting as best they could. They had to at least try to succeed, even if it wasn't going to work.
A low snicker left Hotsuma as his former lover took off in a sprint, him giving chase right behind her, able to start actually outpacing her. If they looked down, they would see strands of wind enabling his faster movement. But when she transformed? Hotsuma had to shield his eyes for a second, but when he looked back he saw she had transformed, now able to keep even and even run a bit ahead of him.
Made sense though; Demon Slayers had to be incredibly quick to battle the monsters their clans were destined to fight against. "So that's your Yutsu form, then? I like it." Hotsuma would compliment her, adding " But in any case, we just have to run straight; flight would get us there quicker, but we can still make time. I'll let you know when we're getting close." And with that, the pair hustled as fast as they could.
Time was running out, after all; this ritual would be settled this day, one way or another.
A silence hung heavily in the air after Hajime had called out his stalkers, the pair keeping themselves hidden for a brief moment. All the while that sensation of being watched would never leave them.
Moments later, however, two cloaked figures leaped from the shadows. Both of them were brutish and tall, wide shoulders betraying rather massive physiques. "So, the blue-haired boy was able to sense us, Karasu." said the cloaked figure on the left, the one off to the right replying "Indeed, Torume; it seems his senses are quite keen. A product of living in the Satellite, I'm sure. Hyper-vigilance would be key in that sort of situation."
Karasu snorted, "Remember too that he is a Psychic; so perhaps he had that to his advantage." Something that Torume laughed at, "Right enough." And then Torume addressed them both, "Psychic or not, I highly advise you leave this place. Those without Marks should not be close to any of the Towers..It has a tendency to...Well, swallow them up." And as if to emphasize his point, twin tendrils of energy lashed out from the Tower; far more quickly and violently than either Hajime or Shivini would even have a chance of reacting to.
And in that same moment, they would hear and feel the ground behind them being utterly destroyed: Lines of destruction a mile long trailed behind them, evidence of the sheer power contained in this active Tower.
"Last chance, you two; leave now and you will be spared." said Torume, Karasu adding, "But stay, and your souls will become food for the Gods."
Mister E seemed quite pleased with his previous turn; even if he did end up taking some more damage, the truth was his Field Magic was one key to his Deck's success. If only he could access his Synchros, this would be much easier. But at least he was able to fend her off long enough to get this initial play going.
Certainly was not the optimal strategy, but a key to victory was being adaptable when new situations arose. What the humans called 'rolling with the punches'. No other expression could fit what he needed to do here to win.
"My turn! I draw!"
He saw one of his more powerful monsters in his hand at the moment, but playing it now would be a waste. "I activate Cyclone Creator's effect! I discard one card from my hand to return Spell and Traps cards from the field to the owner's hand! I will return the same 3 cards as before!" Another gust had Ling's backrow removed once again, leaving her monsters wide open..And both of them weaker than his machines.
"That is more like it...Now let us begin! Cyclone Creator attacks Debris Dragon!" The bird-like machine flapped its wings, letting out a mechanical shriek before it bolted towards Debris Dragon. A flash of light cutting it half, the image shattering as Ling's Life dropped by 500. "And next, Birdman attacks Luster Dragon!" The smaller bird-like machine leaped skyward, then came crashing down, a foot crushing Luster Dragon's head as it roared in pain, its image shattering as well, Ling losing another 800 Life Points.
"I will then end my turn...." he would say, hearing Yamichi groan in mind-breaking agony. "I have heard the human mind is quite fragile when pain is involved....Hopefully your lover's will as strong as his analytical abilities."
A low snicker left Hotsuma as his former lover took off in a sprint, him giving chase right behind her, able to start actually outpacing her. If they looked down, they would see strands of wind enabling his faster movement. But when she transformed? Hotsuma had to shield his eyes for a second, but when he looked back he saw she had transformed, now able to keep even and even run a bit ahead of him.
Made sense though; Demon Slayers had to be incredibly quick to battle the monsters their clans were destined to fight against. "So that's your Yutsu form, then? I like it." Hotsuma would compliment her, adding " But in any case, we just have to run straight; flight would get us there quicker, but we can still make time. I'll let you know when we're getting close." And with that, the pair hustled as fast as they could.
Time was running out, after all; this ritual would be settled this day, one way or another.
A silence hung heavily in the air after Hajime had called out his stalkers, the pair keeping themselves hidden for a brief moment. All the while that sensation of being watched would never leave them.
Moments later, however, two cloaked figures leaped from the shadows. Both of them were brutish and tall, wide shoulders betraying rather massive physiques. "So, the blue-haired boy was able to sense us, Karasu." said the cloaked figure on the left, the one off to the right replying "Indeed, Torume; it seems his senses are quite keen. A product of living in the Satellite, I'm sure. Hyper-vigilance would be key in that sort of situation."
Karasu snorted, "Remember too that he is a Psychic; so perhaps he had that to his advantage." Something that Torume laughed at, "Right enough." And then Torume addressed them both, "Psychic or not, I highly advise you leave this place. Those without Marks should not be close to any of the Towers..It has a tendency to...Well, swallow them up." And as if to emphasize his point, twin tendrils of energy lashed out from the Tower; far more quickly and violently than either Hajime or Shivini would even have a chance of reacting to.
And in that same moment, they would hear and feel the ground behind them being utterly destroyed: Lines of destruction a mile long trailed behind them, evidence of the sheer power contained in this active Tower.
"Last chance, you two; leave now and you will be spared." said Torume, Karasu adding, "But stay, and your souls will become food for the Gods."
Mister E seemed quite pleased with his previous turn; even if he did end up taking some more damage, the truth was his Field Magic was one key to his Deck's success. If only he could access his Synchros, this would be much easier. But at least he was able to fend her off long enough to get this initial play going.
Certainly was not the optimal strategy, but a key to victory was being adaptable when new situations arose. What the humans called 'rolling with the punches'. No other expression could fit what he needed to do here to win.
"My turn! I draw!"
He saw one of his more powerful monsters in his hand at the moment, but playing it now would be a waste. "I activate Cyclone Creator's effect! I discard one card from my hand to return Spell and Traps cards from the field to the owner's hand! I will return the same 3 cards as before!" Another gust had Ling's backrow removed once again, leaving her monsters wide open..And both of them weaker than his machines.
"That is more like it...Now let us begin! Cyclone Creator attacks Debris Dragon!" The bird-like machine flapped its wings, letting out a mechanical shriek before it bolted towards Debris Dragon. A flash of light cutting it half, the image shattering as Ling's Life dropped by 500. "And next, Birdman attacks Luster Dragon!" The smaller bird-like machine leaped skyward, then came crashing down, a foot crushing Luster Dragon's head as it roared in pain, its image shattering as well, Ling losing another 800 Life Points.
"I will then end my turn...." he would say, hearing Yamichi groan in mind-breaking agony. "I have heard the human mind is quite fragile when pain is involved....Hopefully your lover's will as strong as his analytical abilities."