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|Subject Post 11Subject: Re: Harbinger [Open] Mon Nov 24, 2014 10:35 pm|| |
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Artist: Kissing the Mirror - Song: Luna Dial - Word Count: 5222 (OOC NOTE: I will be proof-reading it editing it later; just too tired to deal with it now.)
Well, things were certainly starting to get heated with a BANG as The Quincy let off with the bullets.
Although, there wasn't too much concern on the part of The Demoness about where her supposed ally was. The male seemed to be in quite the rush to have himself a fight, to relish in the pain of injury and embrace the jaws of death headfirst. While it was admirable, Yukuri had little interest in going through such trivial pursuits herself. As reddened memories of The Royal Figure's demonic form came to pass from her former life, the thought of accepting the loss of life upon her own being once more was a null one. Null in the sense that she had already died once more, so she was a phantom that was detached from this reality and would not be chained down by its boundaries yet again by a single force.
So along these lines of logic, The Devil of The Border moved, fought and thrived within this concept. While her shell could indeed feel energy leaving its core, it was but a passing motion in the wind for the mind which possessed this power. Having long since detached herself from the physical realm, Yukuri Iramashsa was a rare breed of Iramasha. A demonic spirit sealed within the vessel of an Iramasha body and intermixed to form a potent and fearsome Iramahsa Devil. Between the boundaries of life and death, this was yet another factor that lead forth to her sacred and revered Iramasha Class being birthed into the universe.
Yet, like a puppeteer to her own body, the wandering enigma that was the consciousness of The Devil Iramasha needed to watch the strain of her beloved pawn. For that flesh figurehead is what allowed her hand to affect the material realm and that instrument must be well-maintained. Even in her previous life that has long since passed; Yukuri did not feel such a thing as extreme pain. Yes, the old Selena, The Demon Lord Selena, felt not such a petty thing. Arms cut off, skin burned to a crisp, heart pierced; neither action triggered the stinging sensation of anguish in her shell.
But, due to this non-feeling, The Mistress of The Border needed to keep watch for signs of fatigue. It is why her senses within and around herself were sharp. This utmost perception paid attention to the sweat beginning to drip from her milky white skin, the increased breathing generating from her lungs and the general groaning of dull aches throughout her metaphysical being.
Therefore, with this weariness brought to Yukuri's attention, it would be but a pitch to patch up. After all, she was just getting warmed up! This sense was akin to a runners body feeling the first signs of heat, steam and acceleration of the heart after the first warmup mile or two. Henceforth, the machine that was Yukuri's body further fed on itself through the sources of energy buried beneath its inner-self and nourishment around itself.
As Yukuri dashed through the hells of combat; the volume of power within her was quite rich and so very potent. It reached far and deep, high and wide and seemed to spiral into an abyss of oceanic fuel. Through enhancements made upon her body by The Devil Iramasha King, the latent prowess of a demonic overlord surging within her spirit and the connection to Hell Harvester alongside her masters call; it was hard-pressed for Yukuri to fizzle-out so easily after a few tricks. There was too much vested within the kettle that was The Border Empress's body to die out this soon.
So while The Quincy was fighting back against the pull of The Devil Mistress; this show of admirable defensive might conveyed something to Yukuri. This -- something -- was the fact -- she just needed to hit a bit harder to leave a mark!
Ergo, without hesitation, a strong wealth of influence once again smashed into the lands throughout the battlefield; and a heavier sense of power could be felt radiating from the Devil Maiden's body. Spreading further, becoming thicker and multiplying in number; the fine particles of influence from The Demonic Iramasha became enchanted and bolstered themselves in power. Indeed, as their mistress gave them the sustenance they needed to grow and thrive into ungodly weapons of destruction; their intent to take down Nobody's defenses from their mothers vast supplies of ammunition was going to be realized one way or another.
At first, when she was bringing out the light-weighted blows, Yukuri found herself being pushed back and her grip on Nobdy's body being forced out. Yet, with this brash increase in the sheer quantity and quality of The Mistress's energy, they started to rapidly make their way back into The Quncy as she hardened her defenses. Meaning, that if June was persistent on being the wall comprised of absolute defense? Well, Yukuri just needed to be even more hell-bent on becoming the spear of unstoppable offensive might to break the boundaries of "absolute" and reach her soul.
'Twas what a fight was after all: the man or woman with the bigger drive, pull and desire to win would be crowned the victor!
Thus, as June's energy screeched to life and produced wall after wall to block Yukuri's hand, The Devil Of The Border could only give a boastful and hard laugh. For as many walls as The Quincy was able bring up to her shield -- was as many spears of metaphorical strikes The Mistress of Devils had in her arsenal to attack with and capacity to break through these walls with.
So while things may not have gone entirely as planned, and the original intent of these attacks had to be readjusted in light of these hard defenses, the Quincy would damn well begin to notice the effects settling in at this point. These include a melting sensation in her arms and legs that yields the fall to partial or full paralysis, the cracking of bones meant to inflict further damage on her mortal body to slow her down; reaching deep into Nobody's muscles throughout her body to stun and cripple her in unimaginable pain made all the real by this fantasy-like power, and the potency of her attacks being lowered by one to two fourths were all a reality as The Devil Iramasha's energy stayed and fought within and around The Lone Girl like a stubborn bull.
And much like a bull, the roaring breathes of Yukuri's fastened breathing could be heard as an excited smile came across her lips. The adrenaline in her old, decayed and rusted out body was beginning to come to life and she couldn't be more happy to reach a bit further into her strength to get the job done. Perhaps it was the wavelength of Aish's radical and brash nature coming to life that sparked this sense of competitive nature within her, or maybe the fact that she was forced to defend her home and place from an intruder gave birth to a sense of urgency; but whatever the case may be, The Devil of Boundaries would not lie to herself and delude herself into believing she didn't feel anything enthusiastic from this brawl they were so deeply embed in.
In fact, as their spiritual selves clashed in this battle of persona's, it started to make her remember the sadistic days of her youth when she was a Demon Lord and relished in causing anguish, pain and took great pleasure in inflicting such death and destruction upon her enemies. It reached to the utmost point of Yukuri's viewpoint like a sudden remembrance of a long lost memory and brought with it the understanding of her fellow Iramasha's actions. Glancing towards Aish's location; The Royal Devil now better appreciated the reason why the male seemed to be pushing himself so hard and getting quite the rush out of this conflict of theirs.
So, upon this reflection, a brief flash of red sparked within The Elder Iramasha's eyes. It gave off a magnetic pulsation in the area; as if it the roarings of a volcano was all but imminent. And, indeed, something -- deeper -- inside The Demoness awakened and grumbled with a low, but very dominant growl.
However, much like her former-self, she'd never admit these things face-to-face. So, there was nothing left to do but continue fighting in this battle of godless speed. To all those around them that lacked the proper perception? These two would be fighting in blurs, explosions of light and quick spurts of hellish wind that rivaled the likes of hurricane force gusts.
Yet, to these two forces of infernal power, it was just another walk through the beach. Altering her body's awareness; time seemed to slow down and readjust itself in the viewpoint of The Devil Iramashsa. She became aware of the conflict taking place within Nobody, the battle occurring on a microspheric level between their particles of energy and the surface level clash all at the same time and taking place at a pace of consciousness that would leave most supercomputers in the dust.
Thus, to say that Yukuri was relishing every fiber, millisecond and blow of this fight was an understatement. This thrill of a worthy-foe in a human body rather excited the olden blood of Demon Heritage within Yukuri; although her Iramasha blood thought it was nothing but ancient nonsense and tried to otherwise ignore it, despite it giving her more and more power to push forward.
[CHANGE TRACK HERE]None the less, it seemed that the human was on the move like a maddened cheetah. The Devil of Boundaries nodded her head and acknowledged the speed that the human possessed to make her raise her hand this hard, but it was still nothing that The Demoness could not handle. With her perception of the environment slowed down to a fine-pace to keep track of the mortal girl, all that was required for Yukuri to counter was to convey the movement of Chaos Warp to her right hand to have it meet the bullet blast from Miss Nobody just under instantly.
Following that moment, a shadow with rows of razor teeth seemed to move out of the skin on The Hell Maiden's palm and consume the attack. It reeked of Yukuri's energy and the blob of darkness seemed to give off a faint-purple glow as numerous rows of eyes expanded all across it.
Munch, munch, munch.
That was the sounds of this bizarre creature devouring and consuming the blast. It ripped apart the connection to Nobody, filtered out influences and assimilated the attack into its being. Once the snack had been gobbled up, The Devil of Boundaries received more in-depth information on the energy frequency of The Quincy and this would prove all-but useful later.
For now, she made it a point to prove the cut-throat control and skill she had over her abilities. Locking on to the vantage point where her Chaos Blast was heading, Yukuri had a similar blob of darkness consume her Chaos Blast -- seemly vanishing after that point. There was no sense of it left on the field and it could be assumed that it disappeared. However, this was just a defiant act from The Iramasha; stating that she could pull the same tricks through her actions.
Additionally, The Devil learned something else intriguing through their quick little spat. There seemed to be a great need to put the distance in between them by The Quincy Girl. Watching her dance around the battlefield, it seemed that perhaps The Intruders most comfortable style of combat seemed to be hard defense and great long-range distance.
Interesting -- was the only thing that came to mind as The Royal Devil saved those thoughts for a later date. Gazing upwards above herself to view the storm in the heavens, the rainstorm of bullets fired off from The Invader went into effect. With but a snap of her fingers, a soft chuckle escaped the lips of Yukuri and the damning roar of the Chaos Blast from earlier came back to life. Coming forth out of a wormhole in between the numerous bolts fired off at herself and Aish; the explosive ball of energy unveiled itself to be neon white and further potent with explosive force from Outer Chaos Energy as it had time to charge while being kept in captivity.
Therefore, it took up a large portion of the skies above them and served to act as a wall between The Quincy's Bolts and her intended desire to hit them. For the two forces would clash like dragons and soon negate each other in a blast of silver fireworks across the atmosphere; rocking Iramashsa Island and overfilling the lands below them with raw power. Giving all the spectators of their fight a true taste of the type of combat these supernatural beings were dealing with; as their collective forces had more than enough potency to leave a smoldering crater in the Earth below them if Yukuri hadn't had such a tactful control of her power.
With their powers being sensed for dozens of miles on end, Yukuri could only give out a low-whistle and feel grateful she did manage to save that Chaos Blast from the shadows of Nobody's clutches. Otherwise, she'd be none too hasty to keep using up her energy to deal with that onslaught. Sweat pouring down her face and heart beating hard, The Devil of Boundaries utilized this slight lull in their battle to meditate, ease her breathing and further focus her innermost self on the task at hand.
Yes, she was putting forth quite a great deal of effort to maintain this, but if this was gonna be a battle of endurance? Yukuri was more than ready to put her worth to the test. No matter if it was short-ranged combat, long-ranged battle; a quick clash, or a drawn-out war; Yukuri had experianced it all in her millenias old age and was prepared to go down either route Nobody was willing to take. So while The Devil of Boundaries was somewhat impressed with this human's ability to adapt and wage down the road of battle; The Royal Figure still had age, experience, skill and knowledge over the girl.
And if it looks were correct, she appeared to be no older than a teenager at best. Therefore, if this assumption were correct; where she had but a few years, perhaps, a decade to sharpen her powers; Yukuri had countless years to perfect her hand of combat to the way it was in order to perform these insane feats that The Rouge Quincy was up against. Time to increase her body's stamina, quality of energy, understand her weaknesses, enrich her offenses and bring it all home in a solid defense made through her hardened and often violent power.
Furthermore, with the home-field advantage on Yukuri's part, Nobody was going to be surely mistaken if this pinnacle of Iramahsa strength was going to throw in the towel without giving it her all. And even if, by some miracle, she was able to bypass and defeat this Royal figure? Someone stronger would continue to take her place until Nobody was put in a fine coma; if not a coffin. The chances of her invasion were dwindling fast, but Yukuri still hoped she was here for something much more profound than mere combat for the sport of it.
So, to further investigate things, the demoness continued to break the distance between them and emerged twenty feet away from June and her newly summoned pet through a quick Chaos Warp. Seeming somewhat shocked with power generating from June, Yukuri's eyes widen for a few seconds before dulling over and paying close attention to what this new form entalled. Based upon her assumptions, even if The Devil of Boundaries seemed to be blowing through energy, the previous assaults seemed to warrant some kind of wicked release and convey to her that she was indeed being pushed. If she could keep up this effort and stamina before her body started enduring more critical drawbacks, then perhaps she had a shot of ending this fight -- hopefully.
[CHANGE TRACK HERE]
Although she could not feel pain and it helped for already furthering her broaden stamina, that made it more difficult to gauge the strain done to her body until it reached a peaking threshold. Once the mental pains begin, The Devil of Boundaries would understand all too clearly. And with this bizarre skeletal figure seeming to be communicating with The Iramasha; for now, she was just stalling for time and recovering what exhaustion lost her body as her breathing was still fast, but slowed compared to earlier. It is why, in this moment, she was grateful for having such a high aptitude for discomfort.
Digressing, The Hell Maiden paid close attention to what this entity had to say to her during this period of charging and recovery. Shaking her head, The Royal Figure could only disagree with what it said. And in that moment, all of Yukuri's eyes turned black. To others? This wouldn't even be viewable. But, with the realm of speed in which these two were fighting in, it would be observable to Nobody and her Skeleton-Companion.
"As much as my demonic blood takes pleasure in combat, don't play with coy with me. The instant I stared into those eyes I detected my perception of reality being tampered with and a force from within them attempted to rewire my mind through mental influence." In that moment, Yukuri wanted to establish a brief telepathic connection with each of the spirits. In this way, the constant stares that Yukuri gave June would become apparent. As time the Devil Iramasha gazed into those eyes, a rift of The Mistress's power was used to fight back against it; even if Yukuri didn't understand who or what she was fighting against. So it was safe to assume that the girl was being tampered with in some way or another; blind as to even her own self if it were attempting to fiendishly keep others deluded.
"If it weren't for my own eyes picking that up and my understanding of the universe to guard against it, I may have very well fallen for such a manipulation if I lacked the energy to defend myself. So I apologize these windows into my soul come off as intimidating, but trust me, that wasn't my intent. Tactics like that only work on lesser beings or spirits without much willpower in them; and I see now that you aren't one of those. So you have that much of my respect in that aspect, human."
Once finished speaking, she seemed to be interrupted by the roaring of this contorting creature. Realizing that the time to partake in battle once more was about to begin; Yukuri had a flaring of her own energy come to the surface once more and a purple flame took shape around her body. It was filled to the brim with such heat that it could very well melt a Zanpakutō if one got close enough; so it goes without saying that The Mistress accommodated herself to better deal with a released fighter.
"But alas, maybe the brutes of my day had the right idea. If you won't tell me the true reason of why you are here, what your purpose is, who you are and the story behind those eyes; I'll simply beat it out of you to satisfy this curiosity of mine. Perhaps you require someone to break into spirit to awaken you to the world past your minds closed eye, child."
Thus, concluding her words to The Valiant Quincy, Yukuri went back to the fighting train of mind and prepared to engage in combat once more against this new threat. Referring back to her constant release of energy in the area, the island would not be so easily tainted by a poisonous aura. In fact, it wouldn't budge one bit as the element attempted to eradicate the very space around the island into nothingness.
Why was this so? Simple: Yukuri and her energy were extremely resistant to poison to the point of nearly being immune to it. With her demonic blood awakening the more June pushed her to reach into her power, the more potent this force became in reflecting itself throughout The Devil Iramasha's body and energy particles.
In her demon life, poison was her child; it flowed through her veins and the sleep of death was within her from her mark of Death Energy. Therefore, this influence would not allow for these immature powers to reach without giving everything she had; for they were hardened, sharpened and made potent by countless centuries of demonic growth and understanding of the very forces in the universe that dared to tame and master the borders of elements revolving around "poison" and "eradication".
"You try and put me to sleep, but you fail to realize...I am already in my form of ultimate sleep, Quincy."
In those raspy and overbearing words that blocked out all sound, the voice of Yukuri was projected throughout the whole of Iramashsa Island and shook the gates to their core. Holding her arms as if she were giving praise to the gods that lay in the heavens, the flames around Yukuri turned blacker than the coldest void in space. Death, decay, void and emptiness oozed out of the very essence of her soul and this hollow intent from June's hand all but reminded Yukuri that she was as dead as those arrows the youthful child shot off at her.
Thus, under her deadening command, the void came to life and a darkness that knew no boundary swallowed all of her attacks launched off with Dark Pulse embed within them. The energy particles that devoured these bolts were as dead as a fresh corpse, and they consumed the Dark Pulse whole and all into a realm where it would never return once more. The Realm -- of Death. It would be assimilated, erased and made no more by this force as one cannot unmake something that is already undone; so the forces would negate each other, while Yukuri's influence held the stability of the world around them as her energy coated the lands.
When finished, The Royal Demon lowered her head as the golden locks of The Devil blocked out her face. In this brief moment, the sullen side of Yukuri chuckled at the intent of inflicting hopeless on her; sensing such an intent in the pulsation "Nobody", or rather, June's energy gave off as she caught up with her heavy breathes. Throughout most of her life and unlife Yukuri and Selena had endured trials of hopelessness. In fact, one could say she had no hope for the future, no hope in herself and no hope in others around her.
This sense of grimness in the world around her had been inflicted for so many years after her meeting with death that nihilism was all but a natural trait to be induced into her personality. The universe, existence and everyone in it would be swallowed up by the void one day; making June's actions as hopeless and pointless as her own. Yet, here and still, their natural instincts and body waged war against other. So until these tethers in the material world rot out by the hand of Death itself, there wasn't any shame in having a bit of pleasure to take from this existence before it was inevitably erased.
Thus, in one final spark, Yukuri would not make this an assault, but rather, convey it through means of telepathic feeling by conveying these sensations into June's body and make her understand that it was as ineffective to induce hopeless on a creature who is already without it; just as Susanowa would not adhere to intimidation being an intimidating force of nature himself.
So, as she raised her head once more, the face of The Mistress of Boundaries had turned cold and seemed devoid of emotion. In the shadows that consumed her eyes nothing but reddened eyes remained; their crimson glow staring The Quincy down intently. In this vacant stare, the demonic blood within her had been stirred from its slumber by this release of power and it came tenfold in the pulsation of Yukuri's reiatsu. For, in response to this complex sensation of feeling within her, a triple layer encasing of fire wrapped itself around The Demon's body.
The first and innermost layer was filled with the notion of "death" and was as lacking of sense as a black hole in the void of space. The second layer of flames represented her demonic and devil blood boiling over and becoming redder than the deepest core of any burning sun. And lastly, purple flames reached the outer barrier and that represented her claim to new life as an Iramasha and her element of the untainted boundary. Carrying the sensation of pointlessness, the bodily instinct to crave battle and the pulse of being an untamed force that the universe itself could never hope to tame; these mixture of feelings had almost consumed Yukuri whole as her energy reached a peaking point; unveiling the true reason why she was indeed apart of The Royal Class of Iramasha Devil's.
Slowly, but surely, her body was being consumed by the null void of death. Engulfing her entire arms and extending from her golden locks in the form of a blackened exhaust, this null force sparked to life as numerous rows of eyeballs with red pupils opened and stared down June. If she wanted a battle with an Iramasha so badly? Well, she was in for quite the rodeo now.
With her influence devouring the vicinity around them and coursing through June's veins at this point, Yukuri would move her fingers and give off the commands to begin draining June of her life force. Utilizing the force of death; Yukuri intended to put a stop to these antics by rotting out her energy and forcing her closer to the point of being empty of energy to fight with and closer towards being unable to keep this battle up. More than that, the particles that surged within and around her were pushing to erase June's body bit by bit into the void. Even if she were protected externally by her beloved Susanoo, The Devil was already inside and accelerating this decay after having summoned such a creature to the field.
Tilting her head upwards to the heavens, this blackness was growing dull. Therefore, Yukuri would spread her arms out in a vertical portal and dispel the last of this vile energy; bringing forth a reddened sky filled with thousands upon thousands of eyes staring at every last ounce of the battlefield. Waiting, lurking and counting on an opening to reveal itself to their untamed perception. It was if these eyes were staring into the very pits of a persons soul as they shifted, moved and watched all living forces on the battlefield with a fine tooth and comb.
It is during this scanning of the vicinity that a new challenger found himself among the cosmic brawl that was Yukuri versus June. Adjusting their sight upon his being; it appeared to be a Shinigami and one that more than likely was associated with the Gotei 13. Given on this island closest to heaven, it was hard to imagine that they wouldn't attract some form of attention or another. So, with that being said, The Devil of Boundaries kept close tabs on the man.
"You...Shinigami....state your purpose. Are you here to watch? Are you The Quincy's accomplice? Or...are you here as assistance in the Gotei 13?"Upon making this telepathic link with The Shinigami known as Romulus,, Yukuri managed to scrounge up enough energy leftover to put him in a "containment" field. Essentially, since her energy was untamed and unbound at this point, and covering every square inch of this battlefield, it was not out of her hand to isolate him in a sub-pocket dimension to block him out from consuming the energy in the air until she was certain of his alignment or purpose.
"Until then, I'd recommend staying out of this affair if you intend to cause trouble...." With those darkened words ringing in the lone Shinigami's mind; she'd hope he was wise enough not to meddle in battles that weren't of his concern or interest. Otherwise, she envisioned things turning gruesome for him very quickly.
So, with that affair adjusted, there was nothing left to do but keep marching down this barren battlefield and keep hitting until the striking point to June's soul was made. Henceforth, it was time to thrust her spirit against The Quincy's soul in the form of her own exoskeletal force coming to life. With one single motion of a punch, a colossal fist compromised from the daunting energy reserves of Yukuri Iramashsa was unleaeshed.
Becoming engulfed in this trifecta flare of auras, its crimson, shadow and indigo shaded hues started to morph in a neverending flare as it expanded and became the size of a small mountain. Combined with the ability to tear apart boundaries, the grip to decay energy and the raw force needed to fight on par with this intimidating figure; this would be quite the crushing and heavy hitting start to the second part of their round, now that each of the fighters was tapping further inward into their spirit to continue this battle of souls in the land of fantasies and dreams.
"You've got this Iramasha's attention to fight. Now make it worthwhile and run with the crowd or drop DEAD in round two."
Those words brash and filled with malice; the playful facade was over and Yukuri was beginning to become somewhat more focus minded. Now with her hopelessness being summoned back to the forefront of her mind, June would get what she wanted; but not in the way she imagined. By activating the hopelessness in Yukuri, more and more did her energy become tainted by this toxic state of mind. Therefore, there was no boundary that was out of her reach having dwelled this far into her strength. So by all means, she'd kill the girl if she hadn't the sense enough to retreat back to her world if Yukuri's interest was not further indulged.
Searching, searching, searching; hoping, hoping, hoping; there wasn't a damn thing worthwhile that this human was giving her. Maybe she was probing for something that wasn't there in this pointless life of hers. Perchance this unique event deluded her into thinking something relevant and consequential would be made from it. If there was no purpose given to this invasion, this fight and her reason for being here? Then so be it. The Human would continue to have her wishes fulfilled. From this, the opportunity for the barbarian Demon Lord known as Selena Minos would be given chance to rise again in order to put another senseless soul into a cold grave.
So Just where would this battle would go from this point ? That question may be beyond anyone's imagination now.
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|Subject Post 12Subject: Re: Harbinger [Open] Thu Nov 27, 2014 3:07 pm|| |
This is madness.
That was the one though that went through Aish’s mind as he watched the fight between the devil of boundaries and Nobody from his vantage point in the air. The speed with which they moved, the force with which they fought, it eclipsed anything he could deal with at all. His wings beat behind him as a stray shot came his way, now that he was up in the air he could actually dodge the attacks made at him. It did help that he had placed himself far above them. The distance combined with the ability of his eye made it quite easy to dodge the attacks that came towards him. His eyes widened as he did the only thing he could do in this situation: watch.
Feelings surged through him as Yukuri’s chaos blast protected him from several attacks Nobody had sent his way. Not only was he useless he was a distraction, he was a detriment to the more powerful devil iramasha. Gritting his teeth in frustration, Aish wracked his brain for some way he could help out Yukuri in this fight. Watching as the large monstrosity surrounding Nobody arched its back and let loose destructive shots in to the air, fear coursed through Aish Iramasha for the first time in a long while. Eyes widening he watched as they neared him. Reacting as he could, blue and yellow flames wreathed his being completely, the defensive powers of these flames being the devil of phoenix flame’s hope against Nobody’s attack. However, it seemed that even now he would be protected by his comrade. Somehow Yukuri had summoned forth a force that swallowed Nobody’s attacks. Frustration and a feeling of worthlessness settled over Aish, he was just a distraction and a liability here, what could he do?
Then it came to him, perhaps the only way he would even be able to put a dent in this creature. Looking downwards he watched the attacks upon Nobody’s person, particularly watching to see whether they had survived. If they had managed to come out of the assault, the moment Aish spotted them he would take action. The blue and yellow flames around him surged as he dove directly downwards towards Nobody. Building up speed as he soared downward, he cared not of anything that might be there to happen. Should Nobody attack him? These attempts would simply slide through his body as if he was not there? Should she use Susanowa? Aish would slide right through it completely unaffected. All the while as he fell he was building up energy in to a single point, right within his palm. Draining every last bit of energy in to one final attack, this was Aish’s plan. A suicide attack in hopes that it would be able to at least damage the one who tried to harm this place, that was Aish’s final solution.
How had he managed to stop not only any attacks that might be thrown at him but also the great defense of Susanowa? It was quite simple really. The flames that surrounded Aish were known as the immortal flame defense, a barrier of flames that made it impossible for Aish to be harmed, also made it impossible for Aish to harm another. How had this allowed him to bypass Susanowa’s great defense? Due to how fast Aish had been falling, ramming himself directly in to such a strong defense would have cause great injury upon his person. Thus, instead of ramming against it Aish’s immortal flame defense came to his rescue and caused him to slide right through Susanowa’s defense, ignoring it completely.
As his body finally aligned itself with Nobody’s body, the arms of Aish Iramasha attempted to wrap themselves tightly around Nobody while the blue flames around him dispersed. Grinning sadly, the energy he had gathered formed in to a chaos blast, hopefully against the body of the intruder. As the chaos blast fired off point blank, Aish’s body exploded in a burst of brilliant flames. All of his energy gone in to attacking his opponent, the only thing that remained of Aish Iramasha was a scattering of ashes that fell to the ground. He had sacrificed himself in hopes of inflicting injury upon his foe.
Those who knew of his power would know that his soul had not departed this world yet. He was still there, soon to return to the living. His will kept him from being reborn at the moment, but it would not last long. Soon Aish Iramasha would return in a form that was completely defenseless.
((OOC Notes: Wow... this took a lot for me to write. Anyways, I had a hard time getting through all of your post Frost, hopefully I didn't mess anything up. If I did, please inform me so I can make the necessary changes. Yes, Aish used his rebirth power at the end there, he will be reformed on my next post.))
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|Subject Post 13Subject: Re: Harbinger [Open] Sat Nov 29, 2014 6:46 pm|| |
exhaled a deep, calming breath to herself, letting it was down her chest, while a tingling sensation washed down her back. These were the sensations that she made herself feel. She willed her body only to recognize these to be truths, and not the agony that wracked her legs at this time. For why? For crimson essence poured down those lithe limbs of hers, further darkening her already black socks with moisture. She should have felt grisly dampness that filled her shoes, or how the cool air stung the rather large lesions on the back of her legs... but she had the mental fortitude to ignore them, and not let them distract her from the battle at hand. She would not so much as shiver, much less buckle underneath the pain. Yukuri's rapacious magics certainly tore through her defenses, managing to grind away parts of her flesh on her legs. Not only that, but rivers of blood teared down from her arms as she held them up, riddles of flesh missing from random places. They looked gory, and yet Nobody
did not seem hampered, and did not falter in her stance a single moment. Yukuri struck her, but she did not let the Iramasha cripple her—the most significant areas of her body had been protected. It left to the imagination what sort of training this one had to go through as merely a youth to gain such perfected resolve.
However, it was when the girl swathed herself in the veil of her demonic familiar that Yukuri's attack ceased to reach her. Nobody's
defenses were staunch yet surmountable; Susanowa's were a whole other ball game. Yukuri could keep stabbing against him, but it was more or less akin to trying to topple a wall with pillows at that point. In this sarcophagus of darkness, Nobody
could at least stand in peace and quiet, giving herself time to collect herself. She did experience a rather sickening quality in her stomach, like a rock dropping into her bowels... but that was merely the side-effects of utilizing Susanowa, and she was all but used to it. He needed sustenance in order live on, and it was but a small price to pay on her part. She allowed him to feed upon her life force, and he would protect her from all that would harm her, including these Iramasha. It was especially pertinent now, as she allowed her weapons to cool off after unleashing so many rounds off at her enemies. She'd been caught in a tough spot just then, trapped between two enemies and much too close for comfort. She did not care that none of her blasts truly achieved any amount of damage—she simply wished to safely escape from that situation, and she needed to keep them on the defensive to insure that.
So now it was her turn to be on defensive duty, waiting for the magnums in her hands to be ready again. She looked between the two enemies when a new presence appeared—a Shinigami? A Hollow? What? June couldn't make any sense of what this sudden appearance was with her spiritual sense, as it was giving off multiple different types of energy at once. She was wary to take her eyes off of her opponents but it was even more dangerous to keep an unknown unchecked. Her body shifted as she pointed a gun at the stranger, while Susanowa kept watch of what was in front of Nobody
she immediately assumed, judging by the Captain's garb, 'Not Iramasha.'
For what concern did he hold to her? He did not arm himself, not so much as gesture aggressively towards her. In fact, not a word was even spoken to explain his presence, and thus Nobody
found herself not caring. He was just standing there absorbing energy, specifically, Yukuri's energy for the male Iramasha's was too meager to reach through the thick atmosphere and Nobody
herself was but a Quincy who relied on the energy around her. What but an ally was he then?Nobody
returned her attention to the battle at hand just to catch sight of a peregrine dive headed her way. The redhead rushed at her in a self-destructive manner, which she immediately recognized on sight. She ground her teeth together, frustrated that it took so long for her weapons to cool back down to safe temperature, meaning she couldn't quite use them yet. She left the task to Susanowa, who shrieked had the oncomer in a grotesque fury. It swung its great arm at him in a haymaker, which would easily smash the little one to bits with ease. However, when it was supposed to connect, instead it met nothing but empty air. It was as though the Iramasha had slipped straight through her fingers, but Nobody
was not to be fooled; her eyes saw exactly what happened, and she identified the problem immediately. Already her body tensed, and she prepared herself to recieve the Iramasha, face to face. He tackled straight into her, but the woman held her ground even despite her wounds. Blood would spurt out of her as her muscles tightened, grappling with the boy. He had one arm around her, but the other was stiff-armed away by Nobody
, while she also had another hand tightened around his neck. She'd waited for the precise moment that he became physical again to catch him, dropping her guns to the ground in the process. They would crash to the ground with a metallic cacophony before vanishing into wisps of pure white energy. Then they were still.Nobody
articulated herself in Blut Vene, the grip she had on the male's neck was crushing. She'd turn his throat into red mush in seconds, the top of his spine into fine dust. Already he should have been giving way to her grasp, and yet... the job was seemingly done for her. Her eyes widened just before a flare of blue-white flames enveloped her, the explosion shaking the ground with a loud bang. Nobody
fell back out of the plume choking, half of her body on fire, and her body ravished by the damage. She hit the ground with her tail end, and Susanowa was helpless to deal with any of this as it occurred within him. Nobody
had to act quick, holding her palm up in the air, trying to ignore the searing anguish she was experiencing all over her body, trying to ignore Yukuri's stupid voice as it waxed high and mighty to her. Within her palm, she called to it a Ginto capsule with a tri-colored wrapper around it. This was Yōso, the elemental capsule, this specific one being freeze. With the same strength she used to try and cripple the Iramasha's neck, she crushed the metal container in her hand to unleash the magic contained within. Immediately a chilling gust exploded outwards in every direction, extinguishing all of the flames in one fell swoop. Replacing them, a slight layer of frost was left behind, coating parts of her flesh and biting at her clothing and hair.
She sat there like that, her body ruined, coagulated blood painting most of her body, while charred flesh added much needed detail to the masterpiece. She was a mess, wracked with pain that would make a mere human squeal pathetically. When she came back to, she still heard that voice; Yukuri was still
going on. ''Tch...''
One emotion was clear on Nobody's
face, that of anger. She pulled herself back to her feet as she responded with no small degree of vehemence. ''Oh, shut the hell up. There's no damned trickery up my sleeve, nor underhanded magic here. Since the point I've gotten here I've been more honest than you probably have been in your entire life. I'm here to get you to fight, to see what Iramasha are capable of, and you're giving me every little thing I want. And you keep coming at me because some part of you enjoys it, not because I'm tricking you. So keep on going, girlie.''
She would spit a mixture of saliva and blood onto the ground in front of her, now standing straight up, those green eyes staring menacingly at Yukuri. Her opponent was no stranger to darkness, and so she'd unleash a tidal wave of the umbra at her, yet Nobody
merely would open her arms wide as if welcoming it. She closed her eyes, letting the darkness wash over her.
Susanowa threw its arms forward to try and stem the great tide, but it was pointless. The void enshrouded him; buried him. As everything came to a crashing conclusion, Susanowa was found to be gone, and this mysterious figure of Nobody
as well. The void left nothing behind, not even an errant signature of energy. Quietude fell over the battlefield but the tension of the action past still vibrated throughout the air. At the very least this moment of peace allowed Yukuri the chance to palaver along with the Shinigami guest... Though this sense of security would soon prove false. A percussive bang louder than any word that could be spoken, interrupting the chit-chat. The sound originated from behind Yukuri—her shadow, in fact—as a dark bolt would fly to pierce through the back of her throat like a speeding bullet. The form of Nobody
rose out of the Iramasha woman's own shadow, its pitch blackness dripping away like ink to give the girl color again. It would be here emerald hues to be unveiled first, glowing neon in relative to the shadows. The sneak attack did not end there however, as Nobody
aimed her gun to put three more blasts into the back of her head to try and make sure of a kill, giving as little time as possible to react to any of it.
In the end, she'd emerged in an incredibly injured state, but she'd hoped to have taken out two Iramasha this day, and return home with the information she'd gathered. These two were a good sample size for her benefactor... for his plans.
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|Subject Post 14Subject: Re: Harbinger [Open] Sun Nov 30, 2014 10:59 am|| |
The prominence here was downright Palpable. There was so much raw power idling in the area that it was almost intoxicating to revel in and he was hardly putting any effort into his bodies natural tendencies. His eyes perceived the actions at hand and he could do nothing but draw excitement for it all. Romulus had no BAD intentions, yet perhaps they'd have a hard time being described as good either. It had to be accepted...this was his nature. This land, this barrier, these people, were POWERFUL...he was DRAWN to power, by nature and physiology, and so his actions are a natural event, an act of nature and natural in their occurrence. A proverbial Newton Law if you will, he was the opposing reaction to such great power being present as an action!
That was until he was blockaded, and contained within---energy???? Where as her mental link and questioning got NO reaction out of the Captain, doing this did, and his brows furrowed deep and his voice would have boomed well loud enough to be heard, "I didn't come here to be denied woman!" With the events unfolding before his eyes as they did it was safe to say that he was in a position to warrant her full attention on his own, and while he wasn't here as threat or an enemy, he wanted to CONFIRM the prominence being sensed from her was as great as he anticipates. IF this means fighting her----so be it! An exhibition is just that, there would be no hard feelings afterward. IF INFACT this barrier used to contain him was constructed of solidified energy that was already present in the lands, JUST reconfigured to FILTER out and isolate him from it, then addressing it was a matter of direct application. FORCE would possibly take to long, as would powering out, so Romulus would have pressed his palm against the surface of the construct and IMMEDIATELY his intention would become clear as it's anima, would be drawn upon.
His bodies natural tendency to consume, mass and convert came into play here but the consumption rate wouldn't be enough to outright DISPELL the Containment---weaken it at best while he egged the woman on, "SHOW ME YOUR POWER! I WANT TO SEE IT!" The act of degrading the barrier, if he was successful should be enough to get her to drop it outright and face him directly, and if he was to get even a little bit of what he was seeking---this was sure to be a show!
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|Subject Post 15Subject: Re: Harbinger [Open] Wed Dec 03, 2014 11:04 pm|| |
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In a blink, in a flick and with a pulse of the mind -- the moves in this fight were of the utmost extreme speed and things were decided just that quickly. They gathered quite the crowd as the powers of The Void and The Untamed Boundary clashed against each other in a fight of cosmic proportions. None the less, gazing at her opponent, it seemed that the injuries were finally beginning to take its toll on her. However, it appeared that the spark of raw nerve and determination alit a flame within the Quincy's spirit to spite The Devil of Boundaries. A rebellious soul that screamed she'd not falter to such magic without a bitter to the end. To this? Yukuri could only let out a cold laugh. In that moment, the space around them all air became as frigid as a winters eve within the blackest depths of an Alaskan winter night in response to this wicked delight.
As black blood started to ooze and sweat out of The Lady Iramasha's body; the strain that her own shell had to endure to invoke these powerful magics into reality seemed to be catching up. Yet, in spite of that, the iron scent of her bleeding essence caused The Rabid Devil to want to push the boundary further and wider.And so -- she did just that! The space between her and the limitations of her mind, body and spirit would be ventured on this road of bloodlust, decay and death.
Thus, as she watched her hot-headed ally dive headfirst into the action, Yukuri wondered if he felt the same sensation of abandonment. That is to say, did he to leave all hope of being bound to his bodies limitations and weaknesses? It was a kamikaze moment, and the Iramasha child before The Devil of Boundaries had the spirit of a heated and suicidal Japanese fighter on a mission to destroy Pearl Harbor itself.
In the meantime, she retracted her titan-sized fist and had it disburse in a mist of shadows to never again see the light of day. This lull served to further her own resources, bolster her strength and tend to the injuries of her metaphysical spirit. Coughing up a warm shadow liquid from her cherry lips; the release of this black enigma from herself made The Devil Iramasha come to a conclusion that she was being too reckless with her powers. Vision hazing in and out; she'd shake her head to wipe away this sense of fatigue as her inner energies within came to a peaking point to further guide her in combat.
And while her exhaustion disallowed Yukuri to go on the offensive just yet, the attack that were injected into The Quincy's body beforehand were still very much alive. So, as they were being fought off against, they'd receive commands from The Devil Iramasha to continue their path of raving and devouring June's body outright. They sought to crush her speed, accelerate the lost of energy and bring her closer to being KO'd as The Iramasha repeatedly sent these impulses to her reishi nesting within June; urging them finish the job that she had started and bring them closer to victory within this cursed fight.
Furthermore, during this period of observation, The Iramasha deduced the reason for Nobody's impressive defenses was due to the fact that with Blut Vene -- she hyperfocused her energy to go primarily on the defensive. Ensuring to make no part of her body suspseticalbe, but at the cost of losing strength in her offenses. This was brought back to her attention as she recalled Nobody shifting between these two states of great agility and strength, and then overwhelming defense and durability. Henceforth, she'd need to sharpen her mind further to pick out a point in which June would be most susceptible to her attacks for it to have the most potent effect on her opponent.
Thus, by that train of thought, Yukuri noted that it may be a waste of energy and resources to outright smash through the hulkish creature that was Nobody's release. Watching Aish's incorporeal form seep through the shield proved this theory to hold true and that perhaps she'd need to seek a similar state of being to make her hand reach further. And understanding that her fellow ally in arms had the ability to revive himself, there seemed to be a callous lack of worry from The Devil of Iramasha. Flashing back to the records of information Koichi Iramasha gathered from Aish's battle in Australia, The Hell Maiden was more than aware that there wasn't much to concern herself with -- even if he did die.
So, the damage inflicted upon the interior of Susanowa proved to be a great asset to Yukuri; even at the cost of losing her comrade. As through The Iramasha's sacrifice, The Devil of Boundaries discovered a weak point to exploit. And, because of that fact, a grim chuckle would once again escape her lips and she'd echo these words into the world for only Aish's wandering spirit to hear: "Thank you, Aish. You've given me something great to work with. The gift of your sacrifice will not be in vain."
For once in this entire fight, The Bitter Demon sounded rather grateful and her voice was filled with a soft and gentle tone. Although, this scene would be rather contrast with her heaving out an blackened organic matter from out of her body due to the strain of The Border Devils power catching up to her. Yet, like her comrade, Yukuri cared not for the Boundary of Death. If they came this far, there was no point in letting themselves get caught up in trivialities with their bodies. They could not afford to give into their bodies cries -- not against this opponent. One slip, one mistake -- and it was all over. That was just the nature of this battle.
And for Nobody? These slips were becoming apparent to the perception of The Devil. Giving into her feelings, letting fury overwhelm her; this release of human emotions allowed for Yukuri to predict that she'd come in for a hard attack. So while Yukuri disagreed NOT with Nobody's words, these venomous sentences allowed for her mind to anticipate for a close-ranged attack. As, not too long along, The Iramasha herself resorted to such tactics. Indeed, during their tango earlier, Miss Mino's own demonic feelings overwhelmed her sensible mind and distorted the logic in her brain by fighting close ranged with her target; putting herself in great danger in order to make a point against her foe by combating at such a intimate level to make an idiotic statement to further satisfy her unbound ego for her power. "If I've spoken to the point where I infuriate you, then I encourage you to come to me and make this mouth of mine cease with its talking by force. If you can, anyway."
Motioning her hand forward in the sign language that spoke "COME AT ME", The Mistress of Shadows taunted her opponent and dared for The Quincy to charge; playing into her fury and awaiting to see what would come of it.
Henceforth, with her astral eye open, Yukuri's unbounded perception marked and kept track of Nobody. Having already traced The Quincy's body with her spiritual energy, the movements of The Intruder weren't hidden to the overseeing grasp of The Devil Iramasha's sight. And akin to a whisp of cool wind sliding past a persons bareback, a chill grasped The Shadow Mistress's spine and her body went into defensive mode.
By the time that the first bolt had been fired off by The Quincy, a void of darkness expanded from Yukuri's own shadow and consumed it back into the realm of death to be reconstructed and rendered null. This move did not require much energy to exhaust; as it was a simple enough defensive move and one she was happy to deal with as her body recovered; fatigue being shown in her shallow breathes and drips of shadow shaded liquid dripping from her bare skin; to the point where her entire purple gown was now black and drenched in the essence.
Now operating on a purely automatic level, there wasn't a need to rely much on her senses as blobs of darkness continued to chew through the bullets bolts until the a familiar similar to the former Yukuri summoned earlier came to life from the shadows. Snickering with wicked intent, the blob once again faded and was killed by the bullets; but successful in sending them back to the netherrealm of death.
However, all was not successful. Due to the sheer strength of the attack, fractions of the attack still made it threw the creature before it faded into the darkness. Granted, the dark pulse influence within it had been all but stripped away, what remained were portions of the energy blast that the creature could not digest and defend its master against.
Therefore, Yukuri was hit directly in the face with shining burst of light. It felt like a heavy pressure slammed against her forehead and right eye, but this was pain that her body was all but lacking. Vision blurred from taking the attack head first, Yukuri blinked a few times and processed what had just occurred as she took a direct hit. Staring down at right palm that was once covering her face, drips of crimson essence leaked from her forehead and -- she let out a ravenous chuckle. She had -- actually been hit. Face blackened, wound gushing red liquid and eyes reddened; it seemed quite surreal she managed to make contact.
How -- interesting.
With both of their attacks neutralizing the other for the most part, the battle of The Boundary and The Void would continue onward in this cosmic clash. While Nobody emerged from the darkness injured, Yukuri came forth from the shadows with her fatigue beginning to creep up her spine. Yet, she wouldn't allow that to delay this precious opportunity.
Operating on the next-level of speed that Nobody possessed, the Shadow clenched on to the girl and sought to inject her body with more corroding attributes of her Death Energy. Utilizing energy from Project Hell Harvester, Yukuri sought to substitute its vast energy for her own as a stopgap measure until her own sources had recovered from the heavy usage of her techniques. So at the very least, until she was ready to make the heavy hitting blows once more, the human would more than likely be busy with this threat.
Then, with the near-instantaneous movement of Chaos Warp, dozens of sharpened tendrils from the flaming aura of Yukuri's exoskeleton sought to pierce the flesh of June while she was weak. Generating from Yukuri herself, these would prove to have a heavy durability quality to them and they sought to decapitate, stab or otherwise injure June through more direct means of combat. They came at her sides, ankles, throat, wrist, spine, chest, eyes, ears, nose, arms and kneecaps in order to further degrade and injure her body as it was filled with her Death Energy influence from Project Hell Harvester; and this wealth of energy was overflowing with enough energy to at least put a dent in something akin to the Quincy's Blut.
In the meantime, she'd simultaneously keep tabs on the Shinigami below her as she awaited for her energy to once again come back to a surging point in order to overpower and defeat The Intruder with her powers of the boundary. Sucking her teeth out of The Captain's response to not be denied, Yukuri didn't unveil her presence to the world for him to so nonchalantly feast on without her approval. This fight, this clash of the Iramasha and Quincy, wasn't just some buffet for any commoner to consume on as if they were food.
So, while the barrier did indeed crack, there only a single chip on each of his sides to be found. And even in The Devil Maiden's bone-tired state did she possess enough energy to repair it and fortify its defenses; for the difference in their strength provided sufficient enough to keep him contained for the time being. "If you want to fight me that badly, you'll have to get past that first. I haven't time to waste to indulge your thirst, Vizard. I'd recommend going back from whence you came before your title is surely revoked for tampering with diplomatic ties between the Iramasha and the Gotei 13."
Speaking purely from her mind, as to not turn her focus away from a single action Nobody performed, Yukuri telepathically addressed Romulus and sought to have the shield he was encapsulated in surve violently back to the Earth below Iramashsa Island and further back towards the depths of the Seireitei itself. "And that goes the same for yourself..."
With that, the shadows that were munching and devouring Nobody and space around her then started tearing apart the dimensions of the worlds they incorporated and soon started the process of teleporting her back to the human world through external chaos warp. With the state of Nobody's body now being suspictable in her weakened state? Yukuri banked on having a fair shot at performing such a feat. "...return back to whence you came as a bloody pulp, please. I've had enough of this..."
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|Subject Post 16Subject: Re: Harbinger [Open] Thu Dec 04, 2014 12:22 am|| |
It was as Nobody rose from the shadow of Yukuri that one would be capable of noticing Aish’s presence returning to the field of battle. The frost covered ashes that had been of Aish’s body suddenly glowed red hot, releasing a cloud of steam upon the battlefield as the ice particles that covered them heated to tremendous degrees. Rising from the ground, the ashes seemed to suck themselves towards one point as they came together to form something new. Melding together form took hold and a hand whistled through the air to displace the mist.
“Ah man… now my head hurts…”
A clearly more feminine voice then before came from the small body standing before them. Standing atop a couple remaining ashes was a clearly female individual with short red hair and red eyes, looking to be five years of age. Her form as naked as they day she was born for the first time, the eyes of the reborn Aish Iramasha zeroed in on the combatants. Stepping forward, her legs were somewhat unsteady, but they showed the distinction of Aish Iramasha’s fighting style. From her shoulder, a baby phoenix trilled softly, and then Aish spoke again.
“I’m glad to see you two are still fighting, it means I didn’t miss out on much. Now, my head may be killing m, but I’m going to continue. I may be just a child… my spirit may still be recuperating from my extended time in limbo… and this body may be weaker than my old one… but I still have enough strength to rip someone’s head from their shoulder’s!”
Just as she finished her final words, Aish’s body tilted forwards, eyes slowly closing. Falling to the ground face first, consciousness left Aish Iramasha. Too tired from expending all of his energy and then prolonging the time before rebirthing, her body had taken over and demanded she rest. For now though, her only defense was the baby phoenix that had settled itself upon her back in order to defend its master.
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|Subject Post 17Subject: Re: Harbinger [Open] Sun Dec 07, 2014 10:57 pm|| |
The reaction was too fast to have been natural; a form of precognition was used, or otherwise she had been able to keep track of her the entire time. It was something to note, to place on her growing list of abilities that her opponents had utilized in their fight so far. However, there wasn't much the girl could do to counter it until she knew exactly what is was—she had to assume that the element of surprise was pointless, and that Yukuri knew her position at all times whether or not she was in shadow form. So, despite her positional advantage, the Iramasha was able to throw up a defense just in time to intercept it. She was already prepared for failure, prepared to be put back on the defensive, yet to her surprise she'd hear the sickly sweet splattering of blood caused by her bullet piercing its target. The shadow wall concealed the visage of the woman from her, so she couldn't tell exactly what happened. There wasn't time; she had to focus on her own safety. Her body was rushing backwards to put some distance between them, but Yukuri's shadow was faster in this case. The sinister tendril lunged for her arm with blurring speeds.
Aim and fire. A thundering boom rang out, followed by an electrical crackle—the sounds of Nobody's
gun blasting at the umbra, the searing light able to pierce a hole straight through it and stop its advance. Even if it tried to evade, trying to circumvent the bolt would slow it down enough for the Quincy to get out of range. She bounced a dozen or so meters before she heard the crumbling of gravel beneath her feet and her footing almost giving way to a falling stone. Gasping in her surprise, she looked back to see herself one step away from falling over the edge of the floating island. Her back was against the wall, and Yukuri was unrelenting; a hydra of flame was let loose upon the battlefield, charging at Nobody
flat-out. She inhaled sharply, shifting her body's form into the Blut Vene in the same amount of time. ''Susano—!''
was all that could escape her lips before the pyroclasm reached her. Eruption of reds, oranges, and blacks, both fire and darkness clashed, and Nobody
felt the wind beneath her feet as solid ground was knocked out from under her. She was pushed off the edge and falling, trails of embers following her. The barest formation of Susanowa's skeleton was just enough to take the brunt of the assault and keep her in one piece, it seemed.Assess the situation,
her calculating mind screamed at her, as her Aishadou eyes panned back and forth. Sharp wind shrieked past her ears, eventually putting out the small flames by itself, but she was still falling fast. The dark azure adumbration that surrounded her brought her comfort; Susanowa was here to protect her, and a pang of relief enveloped her. She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief to let up all that pent up breath. Then, BOOM!
they hit the ground with a resounding crash, causing a mini-quake in the forest below the island. Several dozen formally sturdy trees had been crippled and crushed, making way for the umbral spirit of Susanowa when he made ground zero. June felt none of the feedback from the crash, as it might as the earth below might as well have been made of feathers. Now with something solid at her feet, she stood slowly. A sharp ache surged through her legs as she realized they were still injured, and getting worse by the moment. She didn't know how long they would continue to support her body like this—she was still human after all. The bleeding was getting worse and she needed to finish things before she overextended and made a mistake. That meant...
With a guttural groan, Susanowa lifted his arms; his four separate arms. The spiritual demon seemed different from before, as if more developed. No longer just flesh and bones, but dressed in armor as well. Traditional Japanese robes coated him, with then were overlaid by conjoining pieces of samurai-esque armor. He was burning with an inferno of blue, to show just how much energy he possessed—No longer was Nobody's
aura quiet and reserved, but loud and flamboyant. After all, there was no more point to trying to hide herself, so why bother? Those who still remained up on the island would know what was coming, and it was going to be big. In between the Vollstandig spirit's hands it summoned a cloud of blue energy, which took on the form of a gargantuan crossbow. All four of those hands took their position; one took the grip where the weapon's trigger lied, two would take the string and pull it all the way down the length of the barrel, and the last would summon an arrow to arm the weapon with. Then he aimed this weapon, Barisuta, upwards where their fight had been taking place only moments ago. Without hesitation, Nobody
would give the command with a snap of her fingers, and Susanowa would let the bolt loose, squeezing the trigger.
A crater formed instantaneously at their feet, caused by the recoil from the massive weapon, as the treeline was pushed back by a burst of wind. The yacht-sized bolt took off like a rocket, breaking the sound barrier and causing the ears of anyone in proximity of the sound to pop. That would be absolutely nothing, however, to damage that would be caused if it hit the side of the island. It would take a colossal chunk out of the island, perhaps splitting it down the center as it shot through; a catastrophe in the Iramasha settlement. Yukuri was the main target here, while everyone else was collateral damage, but none of them were safe if this thing hit. They'd be turned to mulch as they were sent flying sky high, filling the air with red mist, as the kinetic energy in the attack was that powerful without even needing to hit them directly. To stop it in its tracks was a feat, like catching a meteor. It was questionable if Yukuri's boundaries could do anything about it if they couldn't even stop a simple blast from her gun.Nobody
heard a snap, and felt her legs suddenly give way. She crumbled to her knees into a small pool of blood she wasn't even aware she'd made. She was losing her life's essence at an alarming rate, it seemed, but she'd been numb to it. She couldn't even tell that blood was leaking from her nose and mouth now, of its own accord. She'd lose her sense of touch for the most part, and all ability to move her legs from this position. She was a sitting down, but at the least Susanowa stood strong, surrounding him in his protective shell of a body. She needed to leave...
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|Subject Post 18Subject: Re: Harbinger [Open] Fri Dec 19, 2014 4:46 pm|| |
"Harumageddon......End all things...."
Cracking it wasn't enough. Nor was being confined away from possibly the most thrilling exhibition of his life! He needed to be free!  [**]At the Swords release, which was followed by an outstanding aura that embraced the entirety of his 9' frame. IF had cracked and weakened the barrier, this was the proverbial wrecking ball looking to shatter it outright! The energy barrier would quite literally be devoured! And his access to the abundant ambient energy spectrums at running rampart here! Already his Base Stats were swelling and the gap between HER potency and his---narrowing, but still with quite a ways to go, with doubts he could match her evenly at all!
He'd have begun laughing audibly while in the immediate area a pulling force could be at least FELT as one would feel the rushing air over their body, his hair, his clothing, it all literally BILLOWED and became more animated with every passing second he stood here! The sadistic smile on his face created after he'd stop laughing was beyond epic! His eyes---Like Reactors! Miniature sons! FISSION literally taking place within him! The Obsidian sword in his right, now tightly clenched while he'd affix his gaze on the Highly Powered opponent, thick, imposin baritones letting loose his dialogue as he speaks, "Hadō #88. Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō "......
And he was gone.....an after image. A solid practitioner of the Flash-Step and exceedingly proficient at it even in comparison to someone at equal ranking. One could barely count the whims between thoughts before he'd appear to his opponents right flank at 10 meters with a palm exteded toward her---before all hell broke loose! Hell in the form of a gargantuan beam of Spiritual and Electrical energy that roars like the wail of a 100,000 man strong Roman Catholic Choir with full intentions of putting pain and punishment in abudnance at a close and imposing range if successful!
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|Subject Post 19Subject: Re: Harbinger [Open] Sat Dec 27, 2014 7:52 am|| |
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As The Mistress of the Border turned her head towards Aish's direction, she'd raise a questionable eyebrow at the Iramasha's determined willpower to stick in this fight. Despite how much the child wished to help out, things were turning more volatile here in the moment and Yukuri wasn't too certain she'd be able to protect her ally forever. Therefore, she'd snap her fingers and proceed to spread a large volume of her Chaos Energy around The Rebirthing Phoenix. In doing so, The Royal Devil intended to infuse enriched amounts of her power into Aish that were meshed together in intermediate quantities of of her blood.
By this course of action, Yukuri intended to accelerate her healing, bring forth a new level of power for her fellow Iramasha when she awakened and make her new body more durable, faster and tougher than ever before. However, as grand as this gift may be, she was going to have to rest until its effects would be able to kick in; even if her blood were able to heal and restore energy.
'You've done enough to prove your worth. So for that, I'll give you this gift when you awaken. Please...just rest.'
Sounding concerned and weary, the voice of Yukuri seemed to shift of great worry for the young girl before her feet. However, no one else on the field would hear a thing. Transmitting her thoughts telepathically into the being of Aish, even if it she were unconscious, the message would be delivered upon her awakening. In it would inscribe the attributes The Devil Iramasha integrated into The Phoenix Iramasha and hopefully she'd take this gift in stride. If not -- oh well. She couldn't control others thoughts or emotions.
Nevertheless, with another snapping of her fingers, The Mistress of The Border desired to teleport Aish away. How, one may ask? Simple: Iramasha Warp. Through the particles of her Chaos Energy being so abundant in the area, The Demoness could send Aish scattering back to the Iramasha Medical Center in order to receive proper treatment for her energies and exhaustion when used alongside Yukuri's own methods. "Dear, I've let myself go, haven't I? Such ugly emotion."
Muttering those words to herself, Yukuri seemed somewhat out of it. Although her power was still very much intact, there was a glazed over and dull expression behind her eyes. As if, for some reason or another, the raw ecstatic nature she once displayed before was fading and her interest in this fight truly was being drained away from her. Internally, The Devil felt more embarrassment for allowing the influence of her abilities to so wrap her mind; but there was nothing she could do about that now.
In the exhaling of a soft sigh, The Devil Of The Boundary summoned a gem [Reference]
with a triangular shape and a crimson red color within her right hand. In one foul swoop, she devoured the gem and coated its material within the insides of her bodies blood and essence. In respect to that event, the mystic jewel's properties would been augmented to a higher level, and through Yukuri's command over Iramashsa Gems, her energy and began healing at a rather fast rate. For this was no ordinary gem, it was one of the Iramasha's Sacred Healing Gems and it held the capacity to bolster one's health. Thus, under this Iramasha's hands, it was enough to ease the strain of her drawbacks for the time being and allow peace of mind to enter into the perception of The Royal Devil.
It is why all the actions in which June took up until this point were nothing but a blur. It wasn't that she couldn't process it and perceive; far from it in fact. No, it was because it was all -- irrelevant. Irrelevant in comparison to what The Royal Maiden felt she was capable of. So why get overworked over something that could not kill you? Thus, this sudden shift in mood caused by her blood calming down caused Yukuri's focus to enhance itself and enlighten her to the depth of what her power's potential had. And through the restorative properties of that rejuvenative gem working inside of her body, The Illustrious Figure would have a second chance to prove her power. "Simple solutions to complicated problems."
With that spoken, Yukuri Iramasha's eardrums were indeed rattled by the rumbling of Susanowa's attack, but they certainly weren't shattered; as the mystic gem flowing within The Devil Iramashsa's veins were busy at work mending its injuries. Henceforth, having not been phased at this point, The Mistress of The Boundary would begin utilizing her energy as a medium once more. Tampering with the boundaries of the dimensions around them, Yukuri would summon a cluster of Chaos Energy around the space of the bow and merely have it grinded into the dust as she chronolock'd it clear out of existence; intending to eradicate it into a fine oblivion outside the grasp of time and space. "Now stop this."
Although Yukuri was still hovering in the heavens of Iramashsa Island, her voice was encroaching ever-so close to June. In fact, a fully made replica of The Hell Maiden forged itself from the body of The Quincy. Utilizing a basic Iramasha Spell to create copies of ones body, The Devil Iramasha first needed a vessel. When this shell was made, she tethered it to her supplies of Chaos Energy by creating a direct link with the Outer Chaos Energy in the air to make it durable and dangerous. From there, with particles of Yukuri's energy reeking over June's body, it wasn't improbable for The Devil Iramasha to latch on to the frequency of her own energy and transport this clone through dimension. In doing so, she could induce an effect to have it reappear from out of atoms of The Royal Demon's power that coated June's body and reach the inside of her defenses.
Still moving at these hypersonic speeds, The Iramasha Councilwoman would give June little room to react and decided to have the clone generate a greatly focused energy burst. One that could indeed level half a city, tear through powerful kido spells and break through the durability of even the most masterful hierro. Yet, all of it was focused and contained within the perimeter in which the space of June's body took up within her Exoskeleton.
All of this allowed it to become a concreated energy attack that meant to burn through the defenses June had put forth on herself. If every inch of her body was well guarded? Then the precision from this attack was meant to take the destructive quantities of its potential and seemly attack every orifice of The Quincy's embodiment with the utmost striking power to finally put her out of comission for this fight. It yearned to leave mass holes throughout June's body, butcher limbs, crush bones to dust, expunge mass volumes of blood from her body and even cut straight through her life energy to cut off the prowess of Susanowa outright. "Stay down. You are done here."
Turning her attention back towards Romulus Bison, Yukuri would give a scoff of her mouth and feel the push from his power slamming against her power. Unfortunately for him, she was no longer in her weakened state. Thus, the cracks from the barrier would mend themselves at high speeds and reinforce its durability through the cosmic depth of The Devil Maiden's energy being mended and restored.
Thus, he'd still find his absorption prowess useless on this battlefield for she had locked and sealed the boundary "absorption" for the energy frequency of The Shinigami's very essence. If a master leveled Quincy whom was on par with Arrancar's Segunda couldn't freely manipulate and consume the energy in the air, there wasn't a snowball's chance in hell that The Squad Seven Captain was going to. Henceforth, he'd only find himself firing off that kido with his own energy and his own energy alone. To which, Yukuri with her heightened and mystic senses, detected coming like a slow moving turtle in comparison to the speed of a hare. "...Idiot."
Holding out her right hand towards her flank before Bison could attack, Yukuri wouldn't even turn her head to acknowledge him. Instead, she'd gather a sum of Death Energy and fire at the exact moment The Captain had attacked her. In doing, a burst of black energy expended from her palm and sought to outright vaporize The Hadō Technique by decaying and rotting out its very existence; breaking it down on a microscopic level and erasing each and every atom it was comprised of until nothing of it was left in the wake of The Royal Devil Iramashsa's power. And since this was a battle of energies, The Mistress of The Boundaries had the advantage in this aspect and it stands to believe her attack yielded a STRONG possibility of outright ripping apart his kido.
None the less, just like a flash of lightning, Yukuri appeared at the base of Bison's stomach with a dull expression washing over her face. Still baring in mind that her fight with June kept Yukuri's body moving at millisecond burst, The Devil Iramasha would appear as nothing more than a blur of light towards the slowed perception skills of The Hulking Captain. In a single tap of his gut, Yukuri sought to take him out of the fight in one single touch.
How could this be possible? Being that he was indeed under her influence for a long enough period within The Devil Iramasha's barrier, the particles of Yukuri Iramasha spiritual and Chaos Energy were allowed to seep into his body. And since he was unable to absorb them for that period, it stands to say they could have lurked within The Shinigami's very veins. To that extent, with Yukuri being able to view the world through her energy, these thousands of microscopic atoms could have analyzed Bison's body, much as it did June's own, and target a weak point.
To which, for Shinigami, were their Saketsu and Hakusui. Saketsu, or Binding Chain, acts as a boost to spiritual power. While Hakusui, otherwise known as Soul Sleep, is the core of a Shinigami's spiritual power. Henceforth, attacking these two pressure points within a Shinigami OR Vizard could induce a sealing effect. Therefore, with Yukuri's level of sealing, it would stand to reason that she could tether together a link from her energy particles already engulfing Bison's body, both inside and out, and outright break these seals.
Through another hyper-concreated strike, from both her spiritual particles within Bison attacking these points, and the overwhelming enhanced strike from The Devil Maiden's direct blow, Yukuri sought to eradicate and erase these bonds within him and render him crippled from this fight. By performing this act, Bison's very power could be forced back into the strength on pair with a run of the mill Shinigami student; locking out and sealing all of his special abilities and powers. Even more than that, his energy can be compressed to the point of being almost reduced to the state of a powerless human.
Furthermore, with the amount of speed and power radiating from Yukuri's essence, it stood to bare she could send him flying like a ragdoll back into the depths of the Seiretei; flinging him off the island to send him crashing into his own barracks a mess of the man he used to be. For, following her battle with June, Yukuri was STILL emitting enough energy to rival a Demon Lord's RELEASE. And even from this battle alone, the scope of Yukuri's potential could be gauged from how intensive her combat became with June as they changed the very landscape of Iramasha Island with their blows.
This is even ignoring the fact that, with her Death Energy still active, this blow could have been combined with its effects in order to leave a gaping hole in his stomach by breaking him down on the cellular level and eventually affected area into a puddle of boiling ooze, guts and blood. With the impact force associated with her momentum, and the enhance strength from her heightened state of power, Yukuri could stand to break his defenses to the point of shattering his bones, rapturing organs and making him fall prey to the effects of massive blood loss and make him faint from this VERY CRITICAL BLOW; the likes of which would more than likely take weeks or months for the Captain to recover from. "Get the hell off my island, you trigger-happy monkey."
At this point, both June and Bison should have been pushed away by the edge of the islands, so now would be the time in order to reinforce the barriers of the island to reach a point of being on par with Karakura Central's own defenses; being strong enough to even hold itself against direct attacks fired off by numerous 0 tier Bankai. So, as a result of this, this battle, with Yukuri's intentions, was aiming to be over at this point and this invasion put to an end. The pieces had been set and it would take a miracle to save either of these threats at this point.
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Based on the fact that Bison was banned from the site, the effects from Yukuri attack should prove to send him flying from Iramasha Island and back to the Squad 7 Barracks of the Seireitei. Additionally, he would have been placed into a coma for the next few weeks; with his power under tight suppression.