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"That's.... epic," Fabio muttered.
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"...The Great Devourer, the Child of Flame, the Steed of the Empress of Fire. [i]Ragnarok[/i] is his name, and Isabella his queen." [i]Charla murmured, smiling sickly to herself.[/i] "...These two are winning their arena fight. Khaom will grow weak, underneath corrupt rule or Tribune rule, and as such needs independence. It needs it's Empress. I've played the games and cards perfectly, Fabio. And with both the Tribune and Khaomites distracted.. fire will rain down from the blotchy, shadowed skies, and purify the corrupted with judging flame." [i]Perhaps this was true evil: believing that you are right, in terrible, inhumane actions.[/i]
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The hunter would sigh. He was regretting this. That Charla was insane. "Yes..." he replied, distracted, "Flames of justice."
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"Indeed.. you're seeing things my way now." [i]As they traversed into the arena's depths, they would find a "closed off" section. Two guards would attempt to stop Charla, yet she would slit one's throat with a sudden slash from her dagger, blood spewing across her being: she left the other for Fabio to kill, it seemed.[/i]
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Fabio would take his own knife and woukd attempt to slit the man's throat.
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[i]Blood splattered over Fabio as the guard fell, while the clanking of boots would be heard ahead of them. A four-man group, drawing their swords as they charged towards the two.[/i]
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Fabio raised his knife as it began to spark with electricity. Arc Light sparked off him as he infused himself with this power, and began to slice at the guards.
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[i]The first guard would be eradicated in a flurry of Arc energy, yet one would fight back still. The second would swing towards Fabio's head, following up with a shield bash.[/i]
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The Hunter slid away from the attack. He then, ran his blade along the ground towards the other guards, sending a wave of arc energy at them.
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[i]The other two would be literally eradicated, their internals and skin frying upon contact and disintegrating with the arc stream. The sole survivor would attempt to swing again at Fabio, before Charla's knife jutted through his throat, piercing through his neck and then ripped out again. The soldier fell, as Charla smiled at Fabio.[/i] "Hey, you're pretty good.." [i]As they continued onwards to the vault, and when they finally came across it, Charla would begin to pick the massive lock.[/i] "Cover me, for a bit. This is.. more complicated than you might think."
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Edited by Splashback77: 1/12/2018 3:05:46 AMHe lie on the ground, writhing in pain, until he became larger, and larger. He had shifted into a dragon that was small eniugh to fit in the corridor, but bug enough to cause shit. His scales were maroon, his neck short. He faced towards the corridor, away from Charla.
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[i]A pack of Khaomite knights would meet the dragon that Fabio had become, some of them then screaming and retreating. Even as most of the guards began to circle Fabio. Above, horns of war and bells blared throughout the city.[/i]
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He opened his mouth, as fire would blow from it, and he would move his head. Flames would blow and scorch the guards. Smoke billowed out of his snout.
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"Jesus fuсk, Fabio!" [i]Charla yelled, before all hell broke loose.[/i] [i]As she broke one of the many locks leading into the safe, a sudden screeching noise would break through, as she fell to the ground and clutched her ears. Searing agony rang through Fabio's earholes as Khaomite survivors would scream in agony from the piercing noise.[/i]
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He placed his wings over her, shielding her from the noise. He screeched, then spewed more flame at the Khaomites.
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[i]Around the two, the screeching stopped as the earth had begun to shake and tremble, before the safe had begun to screech as if being ripped apart from the other side.[/i] "We need to go.. it will be free.."
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He seemed to acknowledge this. Fabio would shift tet again, to the form of a Falcon. It took several minutes, but after, ge picked up Charla by the shoulders in his Talons and flew off.
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[i]As they flew into the sky, the arena behind them would quake and quiver, as it would suddenly shatter with a released energy as something massive and obsidian black flew from it's crashing flooring. It was several times larger than Fabio's dragon form.. something that was young, yet mighty still. Charla cried out, laughing in joy as the giant dragon rose up and roared, blocking out the sun.[/i] "[i]Oh - Ragnarok has come! Ragnarok has come![/i]" [spoiler]Fin, for now.[/spoiler]