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Post by Death Angel on Mar 5, 2014 14:00:18 GMT -8
Tempest sprinted into the room, making his entrance by hurling an entire cluster of helium grenades right at the thickest wave of mynocks; they inflated like pufferfish, and exploded with their mutant guts rather unceremoniously splattered all over the walls, and any unlucky being caught in its flung radius. He raced around, dropping off a half dozen helium grenades, to each remaining squadron.
Use these against the mynocks; this is their weakness.
Angel walked calmly unnoticed into the chaotic room, and that last wave that had recovered spotted fresh dark energy radiating off him, thus making him their new target for lunch. Angel's eyes glowed briefly before a massive roar of the Force, hurled them back at a speed resembling terminal velocity, sending all the sithspawn bodies in front, carcasses and alive, back into their chokepoint. This did not entail the beasts to the left and to the right of the spacious room that the others were still fighting. He simply advanced forward into the darkness where the creatures were, without waiting to see if his troops would follow.
Tempest motioned to aforementioned troops as he went to cover Angel's flank, his amber doublesaber lit on both ends for illumination down to the next level.
Well, what are you waiting for? Cover him!
Angel's remaining troops regrouped together and activated their in-built flashlights, helium grenades armed lest there be any more mynocks.
*time lapse*
Down three levels, the ceiling from the floor above had caved in, allowing more air mobility; Angel and Tempest capitalised on this, and put to good use what they had practiced so much in the arena back on Iridonia - Force-assisted melee. Angel telekinetically picked Tempest up and hurled him with momentum into a pack of technobeasts, knocking them all over, where he landed and pivoted, allowing Angel to swing over using him as a focal axis to continue up above into a split kick towards two leaping mynocks, continuing into a forward flip. Tempest then borrowed the flipping momentum to swing up and backflip-kick a rakghoul. Both landed on their feet at the same time as the bodies hit the floor.
Grabbing the pillar in the middle of the room, Angel swung horizontally around it like a tetherball, knocking away all who came near, building up lightning armour around his body, and at the opportune time catapulted away into the crowding smoke demons, electrifying anything that touched him and sending them jolting far away to chain to other spawn. Tempest rocketed after his master, using powerful Force Pushes to send spawn scattering to the side, right into the blasterfire of the calvary that just arrived.
Tempest then channeled Force Pull into the ground, calling on every dust particle in the cavernous room to swirl in a smokescreen for Angel to backflip into the action, leading with a spinning backhand that followed into a wraparound sucker punch that knocked the biggest mutant gundark of the group into an entire pile of gundarks to the left just about to charge. Picking up a log beam from the fallen ceiling, he turned and deflected a first projectile hurled by a nekghoul, reversing his leading hand into a backhand block to deflect a second projectile, whereupon he moved into a spinning flower-eight pattern to block about six more projectiles before he endowed the tip of the makeshift quarterstaff with Force Push, and thrust it forward, the blow launching the flank to his right off and disrupting their pincer technique intended to box him in.
The next opponent he faced was an vibroaxe-wielding nekghoul. He ducked under the first sideswipe, and blocked the overhand chop at the cost of the log breaking into two. Taking a step back, he dodged a reverse sideswipe, redirecting the third overhead with his now right escrima into his left escrima, which he shunted away to deliver a debilitating, disarming nerve strike that paralysed the axe arm of the nekghoul. Angel then foresaw the rekghoul's backup, countering preemptively with a forward-backsweep combo that spun into a leaping roundhouse that caught the recovered nekghoul and knocked him back again, spinning him even further into a dual strike that took out the rekghoul. Ducking under the nekghoul's recovery strike, he rose into a headbutt, grabbed the nekghoul's head, and forced it down into a flying knee, before wrapping around him and hurling him against the rock wall, and roundhouse-kicking, sending him through the wall into the reinforcement wave. As Tempest came in to cover, Angel then launched the small rocks on the ground in a furious storm against the reinforcements, battering them further and further back, before he Force-pulled the wall rubble together to quickly reestablished the wall, welding its fortifications back together with Force lightning. He also welded the two planks he had used as weapons together with lightning before casting it back into the rubble.
Finally drawing his backup dual-phased blade, Angel carved indigo interweaved in Tempest's amber, making quick work of the rest of the stalling fodder. Within moments, the bulk of the swarm was in retreat, to the lower levels, and Angel extinguished his blade.
I sense the elite nekghouls amassing. The Sithspawn are returning to homogenise into more elites. Finally, some modicum of thought capacity worth at least a little of a challenge. Give me your blade, and restore these ruins. I want this place in excellent shape when it's formally inducted into the Empire, and this is far from it.
As the troopers moved to the door and covered the exit, Tempest obeyed, tossing his amber doublesaber to Angel, who used it to illume the rubble of the collapsed ceiling. As Tempest lifted the wreckage into the space where the ceiling should be, Angel concentrated the superheated air from the fight into combustion with his developing pyrokinetic skills, and directed the fire beams to firmly cement the ceiling into place. Angel then contacted Kaz outside.
Commander, rally every trooper on every level to rendezvous at your courtyard position. The beasts are in full retreat, but you won't have a long window before they reemerge as elites. You'll need strength in numbers
In the meantime, we shall also capitalise on this window to get down to ground floor. You need to get Mentis and Requiem over, and I want to draw a line in the sand to minimise cannon fodder. I need hands to repair this place. Move!
Angel tossed Tempest's doublesaber back to him before drawing his own silvery one. Leading with the troopers as their vanguard, Angel and Tempest raced further down the spire.
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Post by Romulus Aran on Mar 26, 2014 6:22:37 GMT -8
Romulus and his droptroopers pushed forward to the bottom levels of the citadels. Romulus turned to Thunder 1.
1, call in reinforcements from the birds. I want Boomer Squadron on standby in the vicinity, for bombing runs. Heads-up; they'll be coming in hot.
Thunder 1 nodded, and got onto his trans-comm while everyone kept moving forward. Thunder 2 reloaded her blaster pistols, when suddenly Romulus stopped and looked up to the ceiling. The droptroopers stopped running at the same time, turning to look at Romulus.
Sir? What's wrong?
Romulus squinted.
There's movement... I don't like it.
The Thunders glanced uneasily at one another. Whenever there was something their leader did not like, it never bode well. Romulus kept his eyes onto the ceiling for a while longer, as Thunder 1 stepped forward.
Sir, Boomer squadron is on the way, eta 5 minutes.
Romulus nodded silently in acknowledgement. After a few more moments, he turned back to face forward, and continued running as though nothing had happened. Thunder 5 turned to look at Thunder 1, a confused look. Thunder 1, however, merely shrugged, and ran after Lord Romulus, with the other Thunders following suit.
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Post by Death Angel on Mar 26, 2014 9:30:28 GMT -8
Together, the combined forces pushed further and further down till they reached the bottom of the tower, reducing to smoldering ash as many retreating Sithspawn as they could. They sprinted out into the open courtyard and rejoined with the main bulk. A sudden jolt of mental electricity jarred Angel's mind, giving him a great deal of telepathic annoyance. Tempest carried his acklay on to his warming starfighter and sped straight for the atmosphere to nearby Iridonia.
They're amassing. I hope your weapons have been fully restocked, because they'll be coming in hot. They'll be coming in hot on the heels of Romulus' forces when they head out. Provide suppressive cover fire and advance the line. I want all our hackers up front with me, and aerial support from jet troopers. I want grenadiers on my left flank and heavy troopers on my right flank to herd out the crowd to plow through. Hovertanks, I want a wall of fire ahead of us as we proceed, and when we get indoors, you and the AT-ATs draw a line here with everyone else. Nothing gets past you.
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Post by Romulus Aran on May 8, 2015 8:49:41 GMT -8
Angel, it's Romulus. I have a squadron of bombers on standby. Get your men to give mine coordinates and we'll light em all up.
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Post by Death Angel on May 8, 2015 9:03:11 GMT -8
10-4, affirmative. My package has arrived.
A K-Wing drops into low orbit, accompanied by a pair of Twintails, bearing Angel's two Force understudies, Mentis, a Sorcerer, and Requiem, an Alchemist. About a dozen metres above the drop zone, autopilot took over and the two Sith Masters descended in a gentle, dignified Force-glide.
Snappy. Excellent.
Master. What seems to be the issue?
You'll love this. A renegade army of Sithspawn. We've pushed back their main force, but they're regrouping and about to counter in an elite wave any second now. We need to bottleneck the portal deep inside the Citadel, and the magics inside will kill if channeled through an individual, so that's why I need you both. But right now we're drawing them out to remove the main bulk of the attacking force.
A playground for us, essentially. Can hardly –
Requiem was cut off by the sound of a deafening collective of growls from inside the citadel. The ground began to shake and a surge of dark energy emanating from the imminent creatures electrified all the Sith with a sheer overdrive of power, as the massive doors flung wide open and swarms of the ugliest dark creature... things... poured out. Angel nodded to Kaz, and he radioed Romulus' inbound squadron.
It's the Fourth of July, boys. Give them all you got.
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Post by Romulus Aran on May 8, 2015 9:36:05 GMT -8
Romulus and his Droptroopers felt, rather than saw, the squad of 5 B-Wings zoom across the sky, heading towards the Citadal.
This is Boom Leader, roger that sir! Fireworks on the way!
Aiming at the Citadel entrance (which was already swarming with sithspawn), the B-Wings soared overhead and dropped a respectable payload of proton torpedoes as they did. The ground shook from the explosions that followed, and the air was filled with the smell of roasted flesh, hot metal, and the inhuman screams of pain and death.
Poooooowow, that was a good one!
Gonna need a few more mops to clean THAT mess, sir!
What the kriff is July??
Romulus, listening in to their conversation, grinned. Jokers.
He glanced behind his shoulder as he ran.
Man, Angel better catch up quick. I've got a bad feeling about this...
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Post by Death Angel on May 8, 2015 10:03:19 GMT -8
What felt like the foundations of the entire temple shook as the bombing run obliterated the first few waves of SIthspawn elite.
That cleared a pathway! Push forward before the next bombing run!
Angel, Mentis and Requiem surged forward on the scorched ground together, a hundred guardsmen hot on their heels brandishing their electrostaffs and vibroblades. They cut through the regrouping nekghouls like a knife through hot butter. Two platoons of fifty jet troopers each flew in through the windows of the second and third levels, securing those floors and providing aerial support. After the next bombing run, two hundred heavy troopers reinforced their position by spraying their heavy repeaters on the straddlers and reforming elites that Angel's wave didn't initially dissipate. The rest of the army stood outside and covered all the other numerous exit points, executing wave after wave of Sithspawn hybrids alike. Kaz noted the avalanche toppling down the other slope of the mountainside and radioed the squadron on their bombing run.
Keep it coming, laddies, but watch out for the building and the mountain itself! That last one was a planetshaker.
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Post by Romulus Aran on May 9, 2015 6:22:02 GMT -8
Romulus and his droptroopers kept moving inwards, down a long tunnel seemingly carved out with the Force.
Something's not right...
What, you gotta crap again?
No, dammit. It's just we're supposedly going nearer and nearer the source of all these monsters, and yet-
No resistance, right?
Thunder 1 turned to look at Romulus.
Right, sir? I can't help but feel like something is waiting for us down there.
Romulus gave a bemused grin.
You and me, both.
They reached a right corner, turned, and then paused in their tracks.
About 400 metres ahead was a giant round structure, almost 6 metres in diameter. In the centre was a brilliantly bright blue vortex of swirling energy, which gave off a constant humming sound. Romulus and his men carefully moved closer to it.
Looks like this is it.
Romulus closed his eyes and felt out with the Force. This construct was practically bleeding dark force energy. Simply being in it's presence was warping Rom's own Force aura. He opened his eyes and addressed the men.
1 and 5, set charges on both sides of that thing. Let's end this.
Thunder 1 and Thunder 5 nodded, and they both stepped forward without a word. If they were feeling scared, they certainly weren't showing it.
They walked over to stand by the two sides of the structure, and unhooked explosive charges from their utility belts. Romulus watched as they stuck the charges on, and wondered whether Angel would arrive in time to see the show.
Thunder 1 and 5 ran back to join the others. Romulus nodded at Thunder 1, closed his eyes again and 1 began the countdown.
Standby! Igniting charges in five, four, three, tw-
Suddenly Thunder 1 stopped counting. Romulus frowned and opened his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but the next moment he saw what his men had been staring at, and suddenly shit got real.
A massive claw attached to a massive arm had stuck itself out of the portal. It hovered in mid-air for just an instant before it clenched it's fist and brought it down hard onto the explosive charge beside it. The explosive was smashed to bits, rendered useless. And then, the rest of the arm came through the portal.
Romulus' jaw dropped. He'd never seen one in real life before, but he had heard and read enough stories about Terentateks to recognize that he was looking at one right now. Standing at almost 4 meters with a spine-riddled back, dangerous-looking tusks on both sides of it's deadly huge jaw, and 4 insidious claws on both of its massive arms. It was a monster. It stared at them from across the tunnel and growled low. Romulus could almost feel the air tremble as it did so, and he grimaced. This was gonna be tough. But the worst was yet to come, because-
Well, spast.
-a second Terentatek lumbered through the portal and stood menacingly beside it's brother. It looked to his left and without hesitation smashed the other explosive charge to bits in one blow.
The first Terentatek lowered it's body onto it's four limbs, gatherd itself, and all of a sudden released a mighty earth-shattering roar. The air and tunnel walls crackled with the explosion of sound, and the Droptroopers all recoiled in shock and terror. Even Romulus had to cover his face with his arm to shield himself from the roar. It wasn't just an animalistic instinct that it had roared; Romulus could feel sinister Force energy from that roar.
A force scream, he thought, barely able to hear himself. Or a Force Roar, to be precise. To think these guys can do such a thing. That means...
Soon, the energy of the roar dissipated. Romulus lowered his arm.
...that these guys must be sithspawn too. Artificially enhanced with the Force. Dammit, why can't some Sith Alchemists learn some control...
Romulus drew his twin blue lightsabers and ignited them, holding them away from his body and stretching his arms out wide. He addressed his men.
Do not lose focus. Do not hesitate. Show even the slightest hint of fear in front of these things and they will rush you and kill you. You guys take the one behind. I'll handle the loud one.
The Droptroopers nodded together and ran over to Rom's right side, re-grouping together and establishing a formation to try and draw the attention of the rear Terentarek. Romulus locked eyes with the first creature and he could almost see the hunger in it's eyes.
Without waiting for it to move, Romulus rushed forward with a burst of Force Speed, Force Weapon at maximum on his entire body, lightsabers whirling around him. The terentarek growled and stood back up on its hind legs, it's right arm raised up in preparation for a powerful down-hand smash. As Romulus reached within range, he swung his blades together just as the creature brought it's claw down, praying that Angel would reach soon.
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Post by Death Angel on May 9, 2015 11:10:11 GMT -8
Angel and his battalion had ploughed through wave after wave of various elite SIthspawn hybrids – lord knows what variations and combinations of smoke demons and hydras and dianogas and nekghouls and rakghouls and gundarks and liliths and taozins and Massassi zombies and succubi and krayts and nexus – past significant ground to the extent the resistance in the lower levels started getting less and less. He sensed the faint aura of mystic portals behind him spawning and realised that the rest of the Sithspawn had diverted to other nexus points. That meant the central portal was feeding energy to teleport the rest of the Sithspawn to other locations.
We'd better get rid of the main portal fast, otherwise the other portals will become mainstays and thus multiply our problems. It shouldn't be any furth–
Angel's train of thought derailed as a massive elongated Force Bellow rung out from the darkness in the passageway before them and knocked most of the forces behind him off their feet. Angel, Requiem and Mentis raised light Force barriers and assumed a defensive stance, their planted feet being dragged slightly back as the invisible dark energy radiated around their repelling spell.
What in the name of Chaos...
Not good. Sounds like a...
terentatek. Splendid. I've always read about them in the Archives back on Iridonia. What a fortuitous delight to encounter them in the flesh. It should be our main course for tonight.
Don't be so sure of yourself, Requiem. You don't know what hybridity mutations are grafted onto it. We get rid of them, then the corrupted arcane glitch on the portal, and the other portals should collapse on themselves.
By now, the troops had recovered. The three Sith didn't bother with orders; they sped down the cavernous corridor toward the sound of the Force Bellow, and the battalion followed suit as fast as their Force-unassisted legs could carry them.
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Post by Romulus Aran on May 15, 2015 6:58:05 GMT -8
Darth Romulus somersaulted back a few meters, landing hard on his feet. He barely had time to catch his breath though, as the Terentatek he was fighting was reaching out a clawed arm to grab him.
Romulus leaped high into the air, narrowly dodging the grasp of the sithspawn. As he reached maximum height, he used the Force to amplify the kinetic energy upon his body.
Down below, the Terentatek sighed. What a day it'd been for him. One moment he was enjoying his thousand-year nap alongside his brothers, the next he was being thrown through a wormhole and had to kill everyone before the artificial spirit-being protecting the portal would let him back in to continue his sleep. Ahhh, how he longed for a quiet life. But now that he had awoken, he DID feel a bit hungrier than before. And that blue saber-wielding guy smelt delicious, more so than the black-colored people his fellow Teretatek was fighting. Alright then, the creature decided. He would kill this man, feast on his flesh, and then go back into the portal and resume his fies-
CRASH!! Romulus drove his feet hard into the Terentakek's back as he fell down. The huge beast smashed the floor underneath as it collasped, and it gave a loud bellow of pain. Rom quickly leaped away onto the ground again. Breathing hard, he saw the Terentatek had, for the moment, stopped moving. But it would rise again soon enough.
Romulus raised his left arm and examined it. During their bout, the creature had scored a deep scratch there, and it was slowly bleeding out. Using his little mastery of healing, Romulus sealed the wound, but he knew it wouldnt last for long. Serina had better come quick with what he'd asked for, or else...
The Terentakek stirred and made a low noise. Romulus deactivated his blue sabers and stored them back in their holsters. They had been completely ineffective against the tough Force-imbued hide. What Rom needed was time. He focused his Force aura and used it to amplify his agility, reflexes, and physical strength. The creature was immune to Force Powers, but it wasnt immune to physical damage.
It wasnt immune to him.
The Terentakek got up onto its feet, turned and glared at Romulus. Rom glared back, holding his ground. The beast roared once, and charged head on. Romulus waited until it was 2 metres away before he himself took 1 step forward. He closed the gap between them until the Terentatek's open claw was just in front of his face, before he shifted his foot's heel forward, resulting in a shift of his entire body weight. The momentum of his moving body caused his upper half to slide to the right, dodging the Terentakek's grasp, and he dug his elbow hard into it's side. The creature was hit hard, and it staggered back, stunned.
Romulus didnt wait for it to recover. He moved in again, and as the Terentakek reached out its arm again, he grabbed it, using the forward momentum to push his body off the ground, and with the arm as a hinge he swung himself right onto the Terentakek's back. Rom raised his right arm, his hand in a 'chop' shape, and he smacked the beast right below the back armour hitting the neck.
The neck is every living creature's vital point. And it was no different for the Terentatek. It began making coughing and hacking sounds, twisting it's huge body left and right desperately. Romulus held on tight, not willing to let go just yet. C'mon, he thought to himself angrily. Where are you??
Almost as if on cue, a voice rang out.
Master!
Romulus turned in the direction of the voice. There she was! Serina, his personal assistance droid, in her default holo-costume of a young blonde human woman. She was holding something thin and long in her arms as she ran across the tunnel, avoiding the battle between the struggling Droptroopers and their own Terentatek.
Finally! Romulus used the momentum as the Terentatek swung its body to launch himself towards Serina. He landed neatly next to her, and grabbed the item she held, before Serina swiftly disappeared to hide herself from the battle.
Romulus looked down at what he held. It was long; at least 1 meter in length. It was a sword. A sword in it's sheath. Romulus carefully wrapped his right hand's fingers around the sword's handle.
To think I would need to call upon your help again...
And with one swift motion he drew it, the great blade shimmering even in the dark of the tunnel.
...Galadriel.
Romulus dropped the sheath and turned to face the Terentatek. It had stopped squirming, and it was instead staring right at Romulus. It didnt make any attempt to charge, nor roar. In fact, it almost looked a bit-
Frightened? Do Sithspawn feel fear? Do Terentateks?
He pointed the blade at the beast.
Relax. You don't need to be scared yet.
The beast drew back a bit, but only for a moment. The next, it shook itself, gave a loud roar, and rushed right towards Romulus.
Romulus waited for the beast to come. 10m. 5m. 2m. One metre. The Terentatek raised it's right arm and brought it down right onto Romulus-
-before the arm flew into the air, cleanly cut off with a slash from Romulus' sword. The Terentatek lost it's balance and momentum. It tumbled past Romulus and fell to the ground, shrieking in pain at the loss of one of its arms.
Romulus raised Galadriel, his Sword, and spoke calmly.
NOW you can be scared.
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Post by Death Angel on May 15, 2015 9:03:36 GMT -8
Angel, Requiem and Mentis finally reached the massive room where the portal was, and a battle raged between two massive mutant terentateks, among the biggest that either had ever encountered. Angel drew his Hurrikane blade and extended it to full length, the synthetic shine of his scintillating indigo blade at dual-phase length illuminating the cavern in an eerie indigo glow, with Requiem and Mentis following suit. The terentatek fighting the droptroopers looked up at these newcomers with shiny bars of dancing light and thought they'd be a better meal than the black-clad humanoids it was fighting. It let out a famished roar, just as Mentis launched a sphere of Force Destruction at it.
The energy bolt struck and dissipated, blue rings of redirected Force power rippling out from the impact in concentricity before fading completely.
That thing is Force-sensitive?
Yes, and that probably means it's Force-immune too. Therefore you'll have to resort to either telepathic or physical attacks, and I highly doubt you can singlehandedly dominate this creature's mind. It's moulded and melded by Chaos itself.
Angel deactivated his blade, predicting the futility of the blade except to block, just as the creature lunged at the three. Mentis and Requiem somersaulted out of the way, while Angel Force-leapt straight to the ceiling, as a concentrated hose of blasterfire riddled the terentatek and forced it back. The battalion had arrived.
With his moderate adeptness at Shatterpoint, Angel scanned the creature, detecting its nervous system and weak spots. Just as the creature was forced back and the blasterfire lessened, Angel slammed straight down at a sensitive soft spot at the back of the creature's neck, between the poison-tipped spines. The terentatek screamed in anguish as Angel backflipped to where Mentis and Requiem had regrouped. Angel called out to Romulus.
So what have i missed at this party so far?
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Post by Romulus Aran on May 15, 2015 9:14:03 GMT -8
Romulus glanced over and noticed Angel and his men.
Lol nothing much. These guys were a bit of a problem for a while but with you guys here it shouldn't... shouldn't... be...
Romulus's voice faded into silence. He was looking at the portal with his jaw dropped. 3 more Terentateks had just strolled through, and were sniffing the air hopefully.
SPAST!
Romulus stabbed his sword down into the neck of the fallen Terentatek at his feet, killing it quickly. He began running over to the 3 new Terentateks, while shouting orders to his men.
Thunders, get out of here!! You're no good against these guys! Form up upstairs and hold the fort!
As his men left in a hurry, Romulus reached out to Angel with the Force.
I can hold off these 3 for now, but you better get your apprentices to start sealing this portal ASAP.
As he spoke, Romulus leaped in the air and swung his blade down onto the first Teretatek. It leaped back to avoid the attack, but also collided into his brother behind him, causing both of them to stumble and fall. Landing on the ground, Romulus raised his free left hand towards the 3rd Terentatek. He focused air into the palm of his hand to great pressures, before firing the Air Cannon right at the creature. It hit the massive monster in the chest and it flew back several meters, bellowing in pain.
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Post by Death Angel on May 15, 2015 9:54:18 GMT -8
Angel stared at the new terentateks with a deadpan look that betrayed a slight hint of annoyance. Only the guardsmen advanced with melee weapons in hand as the rest of the battalion backed off with the droptroopers to hold the current position.
Your Force powers are going to do nothing against these creatures. Once we take this one down, you two need to refortify the ancient spells that held these portals in check.
Portions of jagged earth and icicles lay from the constant collisions that were fracturing the integrity of the entire room. It would hold, but renovation would be needed to reinforce the foundations. Angel lifted massive pieces of these, as Requiem and Mentis combined their Force pushes and launched the debris at the terentatek that was just recovering from Angel's spinal cord attack, with a speed resembling terminal velocity. Battered by the constant stream of rocks, the terentatek kept stumbling as it tried to advance forward, to no avail. Finally, it gave out and slumped from exhaustion.
Angel showed no mercy. The terentatek had collapsed, dazed, right on top of the largest stalactite. Angel loosed it from its foundations and hurled it directly down at that same soft spot he struck earlier, cleanly decapitating the Sithspawn. It dissolved into a mist of darkside energy, scuttling as if alive as it retreated back into the portal. Mentis and Requiem were about to confront the nearest terentatek to them, but Angel halted their advance..
No. Close the portals unless you want to fight an endless stream. Leave the rest to the guardsmen.
Angel briefly explained how the portal worked:
The hieroglyphic runes on the far side read: "Wielders of Dark Light, Power of the Storm". Requiem, f you read The Creation of Monsters and extensively studied Naga Sadow's holocron in the Archives, you should be able to figure it out. And Mentis, if you remember your hermeneutical exegeses on the Flensing Rites and Gethzerion's Book of Shadows, you should know how this main one will reabsorb the other nexus points into itself. Mentis, your Force lightning will be the channel of power the spell requires, and Requiem, your alchemic incantations should rebind the labyrinth seal while this happens. Once we rid the terentateks, we will join you, lest you kill yourselves. Because the influx probably will.
With that "comforting" statement, Angel and his hundred-odd guardsmen turned their attention to the two terentatek that had just recovered. The darkside essence that formed them had now fused them together; the ugly mutants had now somehow conjoined together like a Siamese twin from hell. With its two heads, doubled size, and doubled limbs, the hideous... thing let loose another horrendous Force Bellow.
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Post by Romulus Aran on May 18, 2015 5:01:38 GMT -8
There was only 1 Terentatek left in the way.
Romulus breathed out, gripping Galadriel in his right hand. There was a reason why this particular Terentatek was taking longer than the others to deal with.
This Terentatek could breathe fire.
But not normal fire. It's flames had a strange black hue, and they burned everything they touched. The ground was littered with spots of burning earth. Romulus spat onto the ground and raised his weapon. This one would need some tactical thinking.
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Post by Death Angel on Jun 12, 2015 19:37:27 GMT -8
The guardsmen had to lean in their collective strength to parry the blows of the double-headed terentatek. Angel adapted the steel hands technique in Teräs Käsi to minimise damage in unarmed combat with a much larger opponent such as this, in addition to the ferocity of his preferred K'thri techniques. For now he was attacking in rapid succession in order to pinpoint nerves and blind spots and armour weaknesses.
Meanwhile Mentis' eyes glowed electric blue as he launched a steady stream at the runic incantations from his master hand on the far side of the wall. The sigils glowed orange and danced back and forth betwixt the inscriptions in reaction. Requiem sat a couple metres behind in a meditation stance as he levitated off the ground uttering in the Ancient Sith language. Firstly, he focused on removing the nexus points spawning all over the upper levels of the Citadel. A spherical bubble the colour of robin's egg blue echoing out concentric ripples began to form like an aura around Requiem.
Drawing power from the dark essence around him, Mentis upped the intensity of his surge of lightning and shot another barrage from his other hand; he would not relent until all the runes glowed red without the need of his lightning.
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Post by Romulus Aran on Jun 27, 2015 9:13:39 GMT -8
Romulus charged forward straight at the Terentatek, Galadriel gripped tightly in his right hand. The horrendous creature gave a loud bellow and spewed black flames out of its mouth. Romulus, anticipating this, jumped tp the side and dodged the attack. He brought his blade up and swung it down as he reached within rangeof the creature, but it ducked to the side as well and slammed its right claw into Romulus' side.
But Romulus was ready. His Force Weapon-enhanced body absorbed the most of the blow, and he quickly stabbed Galadriel down into the extended arm and into the ground. The Terentatek's arm was stuck.
Now!
Romulus jumped up and was immediately directly above the Terentatek. The creature lifted it's massive head, opened its jaw to release another breath of cursed flame...
...and a silver lightsaber blade found its way right into the open mouth.
The exterior of the monster may have been lightsaber-proof, but its interior wasnt.
The sithspawn shuddered, and then the huge body went limp.
Romulus got off the dead Terentatek, wiped his sweat off his forehead, before retrieving his sithsword from the monster's arm. He sheathed it and hed it in his hand as he turned to watch Angel's apprentices close the portal. It was time to end this.
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Post by Death Angel on Jun 30, 2015 8:05:25 GMT -8
The double-headed menace of a terentatek hybrid was giving the guardsmen one heck of a time. The hide was strong, but not impervious, and one by one, the guardsmen were wearing its energy down, using pincer flank maneuvers to minimise casualties. Angel Force-repelled the neon purplish acidic noxious spew it vomited, deflecting it into the rocky cavern walls, dissolving it slowly. The crumbling foundations began shuddering, and the ceiling partially caved in on the terentatek as a result, impeding its mobility.
Maybe this was a break. The guardsmen were thinking now, using the blurring weaves of their electrostaffs and the hum of their vibroblades to disorient one head into attacking its other. The ploy was successful; the left head wounded its right counterpart at a blind spot it misconstrued as a point of attack.
Mentis gritted his teeth and grimaced at the constant torrents he was expending as the lightning tore from his fingertips and began to engulf his hand, in need of a wider surface area to facilitate and accommodate the greater output. Requiem, in the meantime, was churning out spells faster than the WA-7s distributing drinks at Dex's Diner. He saw Mentis' strain, and began to add arcane amplification to his lightning.
Requiem! Don't multitask. When Romulus and I are done with these terentateks, we will shoulder the rest.
Angel, in the meantime, had taken his time to pinpoint the right Shatterpoints in the armour and through it, calculated where the creature's hearts were. Closing his eyes, he concentrated. He may not have the ability to affect the creature itself with the Force, but that didn't say anything about affecting the atmospheric air within the creature itself. He visualised and formed a kinetic Force Orb within the creature's interior. Concentrating with furrows on his brow, he sent several massive repulse shockwave in the Force at the area he visualised, rapidly superexpanding the orb. Normally, the terentatek(s) with its two minds would have minimal trouble dissipating the building signature of foreign Force energy within, but with its weary and trapped state of mind, it could not multitask as effectively or efficiently. As a result, the terentatek imploded, rather unceremoniously and disgustingly, into dark essence energy.
Out of the corner of his eye, Mentis saw the mist dissipating, and drew upon it to fuel his lightning and lessen the strain. Noticing his apprentice's struggle, Angel turned to Romulus.
Romulus, your accomplished command in Force lightning should help lessen the toll Mentis is taking. I will quicken the procedure of the mystic incantations for portal closure. Once the rune glyphs start glowing on their own, we can all focus our efforts on the arcane spells to bind these creatures in their nexus dimension.
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Post by Romulus Aran on Aug 6, 2015 4:52:32 GMT -8
Romulus grinned.
Heh. No problem.
And with a snap of his finger, electric energy began fizzing out of Romulus' hands, ripping up the surrounding air. The smell of heat and ozone quickly flooded the cave as Romulus directed a massive burst of Force Lightning right at the Portal runes - at least 3 times the current output Mentis was releasing. There was a brilliant flash as the lightning hit it's mark, and within seconds the Runes were glowing brighter than fireflies on a midnight sky.
Mentis, breathing hard and exhausted, turned to look at Romulus, words unable to express the awe he felt at the ease of which Romulus generated that voltage of electricity. Romulus wiped his forehead with his sleeve, breathed out hard and winked at him.
See? No problem.
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Post by Death Angel on Aug 21, 2015 10:58:55 GMT -8
The illumination from the runes emanated the cavern in a scintillating phosphorescent crimson, not too dissimilar from the plasma from a lightsaber blade. It dripped a brighter scarlet lavalike substance as Romulus' lightning overcharged its capacity.
Angel sat in a natural meditation pose, hovering a metre above the ground, uttering incantations in the Ancient Sith language with an eerily disembodied choral-like vocal echoing a full octave below his regular slick baritone.
Taka zeech ma toka duuwaj.
Haa, neyo la yud masur kee, tah uhnah kahru lur shu.
Eyah seh maat, shu kor huaan.
Tyûk siqsaderriphan, itsu kintikhâsk.
Chwûq tsawak jiaasjen kots.
Châtsatul nu midwanottoiasha, won Qyâsik nun.
Zhol kash dinora, ja'ak.
The main portal shuddered as it buckled under the furious mystical assault. Both Mentis and Requiem, boosted by the assistance of their superiors, combined their alchemic knowledge and began recalling the other nexus points to collapse in, drawing back the remaining Sithspawn escapees like a low tide receding into the ocean. One by one, the load lessened as sub-portal after sub-portal imploded upon drawing in every nasty nightmare within room proximity at various parts of the Citadel. One could tell when the portal died, because the intense laserfire at certain points above ceased seconds after.
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Post by Romulus Aran on Aug 28, 2015 9:19:23 GMT -8
Romulus could only hold onto his robes in awe, as he watched countless of inhuman sithspawn getting sucked back into the screaming portal. He hoped his Droptroopers were holding tight onto something.
Finally, after who knows how long, the last mutated acklay was sucked in, and the portal, almost as if screaming in defiance, closed up into nothingness with a huge blast of rushing wind. The air began to settle in the cave, and silence fell again, only disturbed by the crumbling rock walls and the breathes of everyone present.
Romulus tugged on his robes to straighten them, and then looked over to Angel. He swung his sheathed sith sword onto his shoulder as he spoke.
Looks like this fight is finally over.
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