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The Conquering Mage (MysteriousD & Lilium

MysteriousD

Star Fudge
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Mar 9, 2014
It was a dark and stormy night. Lightning danced and thunder crackled on the small fiefdom up ahead. He knew what was up ahead. He heard the rumors of a powerful warrior woman that lurked here. One that was said to match the legendary Silver Valkyrie, the Princess' protector.

Diego the Dark was planning on obtaining this woman on his side, by any means necessary.

He was a powerful magician and user of the black arts. Years of being taunted and teased have lit a fire of anger with him and he was now going to take revenge on them all. To anyone who bended knee to him, he would be merciful and favorable. And to his enemies, he would crush them and mold them into his servants. He would consquer the very world itself.

He was a man of average height and doughy shape. He possessed dark colored hair and brown eyes, now tinged with gold, showing how far he steeped into magic. He was wearing mage robes with a bit of jewelry, but he was wanting to wear more noble clothes.

He adjusted his glasses as his carriages, made of varied metals and pulled by his enchanged deer, stopped.

"I challenge the warrior woman that resides here!" he shouts as he clangs his staff on the ground.
 
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Sona was indeed a rather skilled woman in anything regarding swordsmanship. It wasn't as if she actually needed those skills to survive or to protect someone else. Truth be told, she truly loved what she did. The mere sight of that sharp, thin, metallic blade served to arouse her to no end. Most would think she was crazy. But the sight of that bright, red liquid pouring out of her enemys' wounds also pleased her in more ways than one.

Thus, the fact a voice she didn't recognize came out of nowhere asking for a challenge was more than enough to cause Sona to appear in front of said unknown man, her right hand holding her usual weapon as she walked towards him with a curious expression. Her half naked figure, mainly due to Sona not worrying too much about putting on anything but a tank top with a generous cleavage and a rather short skirt, came in with a gentle bouncing of her quite large breasts as she carefully approached the mysterious figure.

"And who might be the one who dares challenging me?" Sona finally inquired in a low, threatening tone, as she looked down, almost literally, at the young man now standing right in front of her.
 
Diego had recognized Sona though. He did not know it was here when he came to the small town though. He fell for her back when they were school children. He adrmied her strength and size yet when he tried to court her, he failed. Now, it wasn't the failure or the rejection... but the laughter. How she looked down on him, as if he would never be worthy... as if he would neveer be good enough... That scorn... that ridicule... It hurt then and it still hurt now...

And that was what drove Diego into the dark magicks... to take his pain and unleash it on the world. To confront life itself and make it apologize for suffering... He would make nature herself go on bended knee and serve him for eternity...

But for now, it was time to teach this woman a lesson...

"Just someone you probably have forgotten... but I will remind you," Diego said as he removed his hood.

He could not challenge the Silver Valkyrie since she accepted only blade duels so Diego had come here for her. He needed a proxy... a servant, to do so.

"Now... I shall break you," Diego started as he pointed his hands at her and shot black-colored lightning at her.
 
Indeed, the young woman had no memory of that simple man. Simple from her point of view, of course. At least until Diego removed his hood, letting her see his rather beautiful countenance. It wasn't as if Sona had ever cared too much for the guy as to clearly remember who he was. But now she at least had a vague idea. "Excuse me? I still don't have a clue. I can't imagine myself ever talking with such a lowly man as you appear to b...Eh?"

She was in still in the middle of her speech when the strange bolt of light wrapped all around her thin, curvy figure. She tried to resist it, starting to feel a bit dizzy and weird overall. Whereas the effects said magic might have hadn't appeared as of yet, she could already feel it would do her no good. "What is this? What are you after?" Sona tried then to raise her hand and slap him in the face, but was unable to do so. It was as if her body refused letting the man standing in front of her get hurt. "What are you doing to me? Speak bastard!"
 
Diego wouldn't consider himself good-looking though he was surprisingly modest when it came to his looks anyway. Regarding his face, it could be best be described as boyish, in the sense that if he were to never grow facial hair, he could look quite young until his hair would turn gray.

"Well, like I am saying, I am breaking you... after all, I did just challenge you and it looks like I am already defeating you. I expected more out of you," Diego told her with a sneer as he was amplifying the dark magic in try to get her to submit. Then he stopped.

He got a funner idea.

"Given how I am a gentleman, I'll you try and take a few swings at me... see if you are good as you say you are," Diego told her. His confident smile would only grow as no matter what elegant or powerful sword strikes she would give, they would be unable to hurt him thanks to the magical protection he put on himself. Granted, if the sword was enchanted, he would've needed more direction action, but it looks like she was just good at the skill alone.

Impressive, but not enough to beat him.
 
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