Rowan studied his movements closely. He followed the pattern he was taking and ran it through in his head, figuring where he'd end up a few moments before he did so. He seemed to be taking evasive action to avoid being hit with any of his spells. A wise tactic. He should probably conserve his mana for a moment when it would be more likely to connect instead of blindly firing at him while oncoming. He'd probably just miss. While this man's personality left something to be desired, Rowan could tell he would be no small asset in combat. Enough thought. There was no more time. Derik was almost ontop of him. With one swift motion, Rowan sweeped his staff at his thighs, slightly above his knees. The strike was high enough to avoid being jumped over, yet low enough to trip him and use his momentum to spin him onto his back, leaving him open for a spell. At a lower power output, it would be strong enough to hurt him, but not seriously injure him.
holy **** it just occurred to me you're aqua101 lol
Xindai simply stared at the oncoming attack. Being the op prick he is, Xindai took out his star crystal and used it's abilities to transport himself behind Verox, out of harms way. Although Rienzel would want me to not abuse that too much, so i won't. He'll mostly just use it for world hopping. He sent his glaive flying at the back of Verox.
Rowan raised an eyebrow at this man. He was...crude. What's more, arrogant. Rowan had only interacted with him for a matter of minutes, but his dislike for him was growing strong. Apparently killing animals was a pass time of his, from his words. Perhaps not even limited to animals. This filled Rowan with anger and disdain. It was this kind of person he was alright with killing. His philosophy was that if one undermined the value of life, they were undermining the value of their own life, and didn't deserve a gift they didn't appreciate. Although he wouldn't kill this man, the thought certainly crossed his mind. The mage readied his staff, prepared for battle. "indeed" He knew he was no match for him physically. Mages were lacking in that department. However, if he used some of his artes at a lower power output, it should be just enough to even the playing field.
Rowan silently listened to the woman's words. He disliked the idea of this battle which was about to start, but he knew the consequences of not doing it were far worse. In an event where no matter his actions death couldn't be avoided, he tended to go with the lesser of two evils. He took a look around at his "allies". The first to speak seemed rather rowdy. This wasn't necessarily a bad trait in Rowan's eyes, just different from himself. The second to speak however, he found himself already beginning to dislike. He placed a hand on his shoulder, indicating for him to wait. With a shake of his head, he began to speak. "I beseech you, do not kill more than you have to." He said, assuming that he intended to go train on some for of poor animal. This man thirsted for battle. "If you must train so, i shall offer myself as your opponent."
Xindai watched the squabble between Xero and Gexln intently. He was seemingly amused by this. In his mind, and perhaps even in reality. They stood little chance against him as it was. Now with a fight among themselves, it was all but hopeless. The only one who may prove the slightest bit of a threat was the one engulfed in glowing flames and charging at him. He seemed the more sensible of their group. Although, that wouldn't get him far. As the punch came for his face, he knocked it off course and to the side of him with his unseen force and aimed a roundhouse kick at Verox's back. The very nature of the way he fought made defeating him seem herculean. It was incredibly difficult to hit him. And at the same time, he could throw off a guard with ease and strike back. Spoiler: epic Xindai fight BGM "Well come on then. That's not all is it?" R sat at the chair in the computer after Brant's departure. Without even turning his gaze from the dull blue glow of the monitors, he spoke to Xross. "You see the glowing light in the side of the room? I need that investigated while i work on the cornerstone. it may prove useful." R said, apparently having been curious the whole time, but too focused to investigate himself.
'kay. I wish for complete and total omnipotence. DEVICES USED FOR KEEPING TRACK OF TIME, TODAY YOU MEET YOUR END!
like your new avatar :)
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Well, it's pretty much a given that they are connected to their organization member, as it turns red upon their death. So if it's connected in one way, why not another?
Spoiler: music On a lone hill in the distance stood a black haired man, white cloth wrapped around him and blowing in the wind. He stood gazing at the forest a ways away. The city of trees. He stepped forth from his location atop the land. The grass swayed beneath his feet. A lone wolf, laying on the ground raised it's head from it's paws and stared at him. It seemed as though it had been sleeping prior to his arrival. Wolves usually traveled in packs, so Rowan assumed this one had gotten separated from it's pack somehow. The creature growled and bared it's teeth to the man treading in the territory it claimed as its own. "Please...stay back." Rowan pleaded, even though he knew the creature could not understand his words. The wolf didn't listen to his pleas, and pounced him. Having no other choice, Rowan batted the creature away with his staff and drove the tip down onto it's neck, snapping the bone inside. Rowan's expression wasn't fear or surprise. It was sorrow. A life had been taken today. Human or not, that loss was a tragedy in his eyes. It was as though a miracle was snuffed out before him. Paying his respects to the departed creature, he buried it. He despised killing. Life was too important and precious to be wasted. He despised the ending of it, and how it was necessary to the world they lived in. Killing was everywhere. It was like taking priceless works of art, masterpieces which could never be recreated, and tossing them into a burning flame. "Does life exist naught but to end itself..." Rowan solemnly pondered as he made his way into the city.
Just as long as it's krowley.
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The already hired a krowleybot. At under retail price too. it was a steal.
And the face melting begins
...it all makes so much sense.
Joke's on you i sold it for an oreo
RETURNED FROM THE DEAD I SEE! WELL THEN MY ETERNAL RIVAL, I'LL SLAY YOU AGAIN! I WELCOME YOU, FOR TONIGHT WE DINE IN hell KHV!
Beuce waited for his next turn to come around, preparing himself for the Boss' AOE. A pumpkin at Eon. The kid was a living brick wall. A pumpkin at Shapur. He could handle it. And a pumpkin at...no. Three pumpkins at Beuce. "...Oh you have got to be Beuceing me." And with that, the rain of firey death fruit rained down and K.O.'d him. Hopefully Eon would realize the BSness of that and revive him. One could only hope so.
Ah. that's a good idea. Still, Broly kinda screwed over the whole secret thing lol
