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| Draudiga | Sun Jun 9, 2013 6:56 pm Post #16 |
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Draudiga attacked with all the fury of a storm at sea. Despite the ferocity of each blow, every movement was perfectly in control. The shortsword seemed to cut from every direction, leaving the disciple with the axe very few options. A line of bright red blood appeared across his chest as one of her attacks got through, then another scrape along his temple. His expression went from confident to frantic, and he backpedaled in an attempt to put some space between them and call on more mystical abilities. The Sulerian didn't give him the chance, following him with a growl and hacking down with so much strength it cleaved through the shaft of his weapon and carved deep into his chest. She tore the sword out with a victorious cry, blood plashing across her clothes. A fireball from above illuminating the entire tableau. She looked up, narrowing her eyes and absorbing the scene in that heartbeat. One man floated high above the ground, his robes flapping in the wind. The Black Arrow shouted out that he must be the leader. Draudiga's lips split in a feral grin and she nodded to herself. "A girl has him!" She jerked her chin at the nebula elemental, her eyes sparking. Sarsarun flew upwards into the clouds in a flash, his cloudy flesh turning entirely to electricity as he arced into the heavens. A moment later he came flashing back down as a bolt of blue-white lightning. It slammed straight into Draudiga with an explosive retort, enveloping her body in a shroud of crackling galvanic energy. Silver lines appeared across her flesh, whorls and patterns covering every inch of bare skin. Draudiga shot forward so quickly she was a blur, leaving a trail of burning afterimages in her wake. She bounded onto a nearby chunk of stone, using it to hurl herself into the air. The Sulerian practically flew upwards, electricity dancing along her flesh as she soared at the leader of the cultists. She slammed into him with so much force that her sword tore all the way through his midsection, chopping him into two roughly equal pieces. Draudiga landed in a crouch amidst a shower of blood and organs, still crackling with the energy of the storm. She began to circle around the area in a flash, setting about the bloody business of executing the remaining enemies. Without the direction of their leader they seemed lost and did not know how to react to the lightning-fast woman |
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