Swiveling his head towards the sound of Vera's scream, the Prince leaped to his feet, lance in hand. "You know, I think that's just what we need." He replied to Xin, tone cold and quiet. He threw himself at the creature, lance centered for what he could only assume was the beast's core. After penetrating its hull with a sickening crunch, its carapace breaking off of it in shards, the beast screamed at the Prince as it felt the lance piercing its vital organs.. The Prince screamed back, feral fury emanating from his body, as he ran the creature through. "YOU. WILL. NOT. HARM. HER." He said, punctuating each word with another strike to its slackjawed maw.
Post by Dungeon Master on Jan 21, 2013 3:29:43 GMT -5
The creature loosened its hold on Vera as the Exemplar's lance pierced its hide. After a brutal beating, it collapsed into the sand. Vera, in turn, fell forward into the prince's arms. Blood seeped through her purple robes where she'd been squeezed by the beast's scythe-like limbs, staining the cloth crimson. Her eyes danced in and out of focus, but flicked upwards just in time to see the form of the Cryophoenix crashing down over them.
"LOOK OUT!" was all she had time to scream.
Last Edit: Jan 21, 2013 3:31:31 GMT -5 by Dungeon Master
Xin leaped at the creature alongside Jarvan, his spear thrusting deep into the creature as he let loose a cry and continued to stab and slash into it, leaving deep gashes and lacerations. He took a few steps back as it collapsed, letting out a short laugh. He slowly breathed in and out again and his gaze moved upwards seeing Anivia's crash course. He broke into a quick run, trying to quickly move out of the way before she hits the ground.
Post by The Cryophoenix on Jan 21, 2013 4:45:08 GMT -5
Unable to break her fall, Anivia kept her wings closed to minimize the damage she might cause to her fellows on the ridge. She landed heavily, her first bounce sending a spray of desert sand into the air before she slid down the opposite face of the dune, rolling to a halt near the pack animal whom skittishly reeled against its line. She struggled to regain her feet and orient herself to the ground. It was not her that the party needed to be concerned with, but the volley of remaining void spikes that fell in her wake, obscuring the battlefield in a shower dune sand.
Post by The Nine-Tailed Fox on Jan 21, 2013 4:45:17 GMT -5
All this agitation, all these battle cries and all this blood along with the creatures and monsters that came from nearly every direction, have placed Ahri on the edge. Those disgusting six eyed creatures who looked quite harmless at the first sight, were as hostile as the void itself and provoked the emergence of her animal instincts, which could be seen as soon as her eyes flashed like those of a predator.
Ahri raised her orb, darting a glare over the creatures who approached her slowly, ready to pounce at her with their sharp scythes at any given time. The Fox barely took a step back, waiting for them to be lined up in a row, confidence and strength could be felt if one would look into her eyes. And when that moment came, with perfect timing and aiming, Ahri dashed to the side of the voidlings' row, releasing three energy stream that struck every one of them and destabilized the creatures for a couple of seconds, just the amount of time needed to line up her orb shot at them and making them perish one by one, as the orb penetrated their fragile bodies and took out their life essence.
Post by darkassasin on Jan 21, 2013 5:04:09 GMT -5
Moving next to the terror of the void Kha'Zix took a long breath. The smell of human blood drifted over the sands, a delightful smell for the reaver. "I smell their blood, the first wave was indeed successful. I think now I should hunt, I will return with their numbers." He didn't even look at Cho'gath as he spoke before his carapace changed colour to reflect the sand. He would then turn to leave if Cho'gath said nothing to stop him.
Post by heimerdinger on Jan 21, 2013 6:22:25 GMT -5
((Heimerdinger was pretty pissed, because everyone else decided to crank up 4 pages of roleplay while he was sleeping. But it didn't matter. Slow down, faggets >:( ))
Heimerdinger, who had been mowing down entire waves of voidlings with his turret and pistol from a highly tactical position the entire time, let out a gasp when he saw Kha'Zix camouflaging amongst the sand. Afraid that Kha'Zix would jump on him, he prepared a concussive grenade and threw it towards his last location. He let the turret on automatic fire against the waves of voidlings and then aimed his pistol towards that direction, reayd to shoot Kha'Zix on sight.
Last Edit: Jan 21, 2013 6:28:09 GMT -5 by heimerdinger
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 21, 2013 7:40:29 GMT -5
Teemo had been watching the skies after Sivir was brought back to health. Through a matter of tactical judgement the scout pulls out his blowgun and takes aim when Anivia is struck, waiting for the projectiles that hit her to come through. Taking aim, he then fires precision shots at the void spikes coming down, trying to thin out the volley as much as possible. When the last spike falls he huffs and assesses the situation. Looking over the group, Teemo could see that someone was missing. He glances around and scans the area until he spots the inventor on a higher vantage point. Quickly the scout moves toward his fellow yordle, taking position next to Heimer with his blowgun primed.
"Now isn't the time for a solo mission, professor. We should get back to the group."
Post by heimerdinger on Jan 21, 2013 7:50:53 GMT -5
"But we're in danger, Teemo! I've seen something - something hiding along the sand. I'm not entirely sure of what it was; but it seemed like Kha'Zix. I fear we are about to be attacked by him and reinforcing forces soon."
Heimerdinger adjusted his goggles to protect him from the sand-loaded winds. He tinkered with them, adjusting their lenses. Hopefully, he'd be able to have a glimpse of the voidborn hidden among the sand.
Post by Jonathan Xiang-Lewis on Jan 21, 2013 10:22:05 GMT -5
Jon motioned Soraka to not worry about his left arm.
"Don't worry, miss, the painkiller I gave myself should hold it until I need to deal with it further," but Soraka had already applied her magic. He took out a green-colored bandage and wrapped it around the wound so that it could heal faster.
The next moment the summoner came under attack, but before Jon could even get to his rifle the summoner was liberated and Anivia was making her way down. Now having fully recovered from the shock that was his arm wound, he picked up his HEAAR from the ground and ran over to Vera.
"I don't think we should stay here in the condition she's in; matter of fact, I don't think all of us are ready to continue the fight," Jon ascertained, giving a painkiller to the summonder; now that he had time to notice he had one loaded magazine left after all that fighting. "We should get back to the caravan to regroup, rest, and rearm."
"There's only one thing that I know for sure is true: 'Truth is relative.'" -Jon
"What side you're on isn't of concern to me. What is of concern is that you're hurt, and I need to treat you for it." -Jon
"Contrary to what some believe, violence does not solve everything. In fact, it solves nothing." -Jon
Pantheon had managed to go mostly unscathed through the fighting with the masses of the voidlings. Many years of war, often against superior numbers, had made his reactions quick and his wits sharp. He had a few cuts and scratches, but nothing serious. He heard Jon speak, and was quick to voice his objections.
Post by Jonathan Xiang-Lewis on Jan 21, 2013 10:55:09 GMT -5
Jon had knowledge of Panthon's unwillingness to give up, but he knew in this fight, being smart was better than being resilient.
"That's what the void wants us to do Pantheon; not move back. It plays into their advantage. We're not limitless; they, for all intents and purposes, are. We don't want to fight a fight they want, now do we?"
"Besides, I think everyone would rather be 100% ready than 50%," he then added, noticing that several people were close to exhausting their supplies, he himself down to his last magazine.
"There's only one thing that I know for sure is true: 'Truth is relative.'" -Jon
"What side you're on isn't of concern to me. What is of concern is that you're hurt, and I need to treat you for it." -Jon
"Contrary to what some believe, violence does not solve everything. In fact, it solves nothing." -Jon
Sivir looked to the skies just in time to see Anivia crash to the ground, diving out of the way as sand was splashed on her. Sivir stood to her feet and shook herself off, looking to Vera who was being attended by Soraka and John. "Me might as well be slamming our heads into a brick wall.." Sivir said to no one in particular. "We either find some way in, or we retreat.."
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