Qillon and Alyssa come into being in the came corridor they had left not long ago. Qillon uniform is not so undamaged as 1st assumed, burn marks can be seen. Qillon now felt the hurt from damage done. Her suit shifted to heal and protect her.
::"heal Alyssa"::
she sent as a thought to the device in her chest. There is a wave of psionic reforming power that flows down Qillions arm to Alyssa Healing her a little .
::"Alyssa there is little I can do but that, are able to heal yourself?"::
Kamii sighs as the last Demon in Kammella's horde, a Balor, explodes with an agonized cry into searing flames in its death throes.
Whelp, f!!% me. Kamii thinks as this final minion of Kammella's in her camp is slain. He had no affection for the escaped b#*@& and would normally be glad to see her forces slaughtered but in this particular case those minions were all that stood between him and the terrific force that cut down the entire army. A force that was coming for him.
Kamii, in his true form as a Glabrezu, was bound arms, legs, and neck with ensorcelled chains in a ritual circle in the center of Kammella's camp. Forced down into a kneeling posture he could move little but his head, a mixed blessing, as while he appreciated this little bit of freedom he could do little with it but watch his doom approach with greater accuracy.
His doom soon stood before him. She stood over seven feet tall, her figure statuesque, her form perfect. Her features had a precise symmetry and glorious proportion that no mortal woman could ever hope to match and her beauty was such that no man could conceive of it, even in his wildest fantasies. Silver hair poured down her back all the way to her waist. It had a color and life that only her eyes, of all the gorgeous things in the world, could match.
"You're just as I remember you." Kamii says with a fanged smile, swallowing hard in anxiety just after this bit of bravado.
Kanzen crosses her arms, her beauty framed oddly against a background of innumerable slaughtered mortal and Demon corpses packed thickly across a large field that were all that remained of Kammella's army.
"Oooooo you gonna get it now." Ak'Gak declares as he approaches from behind Kanzen, his black knobby head bouncing with enthusiasm.
Kanzen reaches up with one hand and touches the red slice in her cheek, still unhealed from the damage inflicted by the artifact dagger Kamii had sliced her with.
"You seem...much diminished." She says to Kamii, both her face and tone expressionless. For some reason Kamii finds this even more threatening than rage.
He knew he was dead, and he knew his death would be slow and ugly, suddenly though he knew what Kanzen was picking up on.
A wide, malicious smile spread across his face.
"You know, I didn't plot your violation alone...let me tell you about a spirit named Kammella..."
Lucas reaches his vantage point outside of the ash and, after a few seconds waiting and searching, curses to himself. Taking a risk, he shouts out to anybody else who might be able to hear him, "CAN ANYBODY GET RID OF THIS DAMN ASH!?" and then shrugs and takes random pot shots at approximately where he remembered the mages being.
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::"heal Alyssa"::
she sent as a thought to the device in her chest. There is a wave of psionic reforming power that flows down Qillions arm to Alyssa Healing her a little Heal 22 hp.
Alyssa slowly stirs as healing magic flows through her, taking much of the burns and removing them, skin regrowing back on her flesh as if she'd never been burned in the first place. In fact, despite tons of bruises, an awful shade of red on her skin, and some missing hair, she's looking pretty good.
::"Qillion? I'm-I'm alright. Did the bone light do this-"::
Suddenly, she bolts upright in a near panic. "Qillion!" she says, both aloud and in her head. "Qillion! The people, the mages, it worked- but, ash and fire- what can we do? They'll be slaughtered! We have to help them!"
She looks down at herself. "I'm hideous," she complains, aloud. Then, she looks back at Qillion, a cold intensity in her eyes.
::"I'll be fine. Go. Save the people. They didn't deserve any of this."::
Suddenly, a blue shield springs forth from in front of her, surrounding Alyssa. She slowly reaches out and touches it.
"You know, I definetly didn't ask for this. But, I'll take it," she says, surprised yet calm with the new addition.
Seems much relived that Alyssa is safe and healed, but when she talks of saving the people they placed in harms way. And then the blue shield Qillion takes a step back from this woman who she realised she know little about.
"Alyssa I have never taken a life, in.. both my young and old life. If that makes seance. I just never needed to or wanted to. I am not sour I want to now. I do not know the political state of this place. Helping may lead to even more death and pain. Tell me what is going on here that is all I ask"
She appeared in a flash of light in the middle of her camp, exhausted and ready for rest. She was about to call for attendants when her eyes widened in shock.
Dead... everyone was dead, bodies strewn about and buildings destroyed. It appeared that her entire standing army had been slaughtered.
"How...?" She questioned, rotating her chair to take in the entire view.
She was surprised to see Kamii, still bound in place, alive and well.
She had her chair drift over to him.
"What happened here?" She inquired, in shock.
Kamii sneered at her. "You have the gift of Farsight, use it."
She was about to do just that, despite her exhaustion when, before she could even register her presence Kanzen appeared before her in a blur of speed and seized her by the neck, lifting her clear out of her throne in a steely grip.
Kammella's face turned purple as she was strangled by the crushing force of Kanzen's delicate appearing hand. She beat her fists and arms against Kanzen, desperately trying to escape, or at least loosen, her grip.
She might as well have been a human child trying to break an adamantine bar with her bare hands.
"So, Kamii wasn't lying, I see you for what you really are." Kanzen calmly commented.
Off to one side Kamii laughed in sadistic glee.
"Shut up you!" Ak'Gak commanded the Demon in a squeaky shout.
"My mistress is going to shred you next! She was just waiting to see if you were telling the truth!"
Kamii knew his fate, but he would have satisfaction before he went, so he laughed all the louder.
"Did you really think you could do that to me, the Princess of the Jaaku clan? Are you really so foolish as to think you could escape my wrath?" Kanzen inquired, her tone still perfectly calm, however, a single drop of blood ran down her cheek from the wound; a hint at the terrible rage held inside.
Kammella's face was turning almost black and she felt her vertebrae grinding against each other, threatening to shatter. If Kanzen's question was more than rhetorical she certainly wasn't loosening her grip at all for a response.
Kammella was on the ropes, and even if she had been at full power, she knew she wouldn't have stood a chance against Kanzen, so she did the one thing she could.
Summoning the raw energy of one of her Greater Alter Reality magics, a roiling power with the explosive strength of a literal supernova, she focused it into a tight beam and unleashed it directly into Kanzen's face.
The resulting blast of power and light could be seen from distant planets.
The world was an inferno.
Though the power of Kammella's attack had been entirely contained within her beam the flash of light accompanying it had been so intense it set the entire camp aflame; corpses, equipment, and buildings.
Ak'Gak had been reduced to a pillar of ash that still held his form, frozen in a look of surprise with his hands raised defensively.
Kanzen had vanished with the exception of a severed arm, mangled and scorched, that lay twitching on the ground, its nails clawing into the dirt as the hand reflexively grasped at nothing. Where is the rest of her? Kamii wondered; Disintegrated? Or had her corpse been tossed far away?
Kammella lay nearby, clawing at her throat. Though her neck hadn't been broken her windpipe had been crushed and she was gasping just enough air to survive with a horrible rattling noise. It looked like she didn't have long to live.
Kamii however, was in perfect shape. The binding spells that kept him prisoner were designed to prevent outside attempts to free him and the enchantments had entirely shielded him. He threw himself side to side and the enchanted chains came apart as if they were made of butter, not steel, their power spent.
Standing and tearing the remaining bindings off Kamii began to realize just how ridiculously lucky he gotten in this situation. He approached Kammella and stood over her. She stared up at his huge looming shape with hate in her eyes, she couldn't do much but choke though.
Looking down on the woman who had taken everything from him, Kamii thought to say something pithy but instead he just found himself laughing. Laughing in relief that he wasn't going to die horribly today and was free. Laughing in victory over the woman whom had consistently outmaneuvered him in the past. Laughing in malicious joy that two of his greatest enemies had destroyed each other and he was at least partially responsible.
He raised one massive clawed foot and brought it down on Kammella, smashing her like a bug and splattering gore in all directions across the ground.
"I won..." He said in a quiet whisper.
He raised all four arms and shouted to the sky in joy;
A portal opens mere feet from Liriiestil and Kanzen, the Demon Princess the party met briefly earlier comes drifting out, hovering slightly but not enough to keep her foot from dragging across the ground.
Foot, singular.
She was missing her left leg above the knee and her left arm above the elbow, both stumps poured blood.
The entire left side of her body was covered in horrific burns and the blade wound on her right cheek poured blood uncontrollably.
She drifts toward the Elf King.
"I didn't...dodge...fast enough." She says then her levitation fails and she falls forward toward the ground...
Liriiestil had been, so far, helping the injured and dying after the spell blasted the area with elemental devastation. Thus it was that he was tending to several townsfolk when Kanzen stumbled through the portal and began fell towards him.
The fae lords honed reflexes kick in, and he's able to catch her before she hits the ground. Cradling her, he pours positive energy into her, healing most of her wounds.
It's not until after he casts his spell that he realizes who it was that he healed. "What happened Kanzen??"
Most of Kanzen's wounds heal and her stumps heal over(though they don't grow back) but the wound in her cheek still pours blood, as if it weren't effected by the magic.
She sits up, clearly still disoriented and looks at her crippled state.
Her silver eyes flash a glowing red for just a moment.
"They kill cripples in Kilk'ill." She states matter of factly, though it is unclear if she is addressing the Elf King or just talking to herself.
Then, clearly addressing Liriiestil she says calmly; "I lost a fight. Thank you for saving me, I owe you a debt."
"You're welcome. Can you regrow your leg on your own, or shall I fix that as well?" If she answers in the negative, he'll cast more healing magicks on her.
"Who bested you in a fight? I didn't think they were many who could accomplish that."
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"Alyssa I have never taken a life, in.. both my young and old life. If that makes seance. I just never needed to or wanted to. I am not sour I want to now. I do not know the political state of this place. Helping may lead to even more death and pain. Tell me what is going on here that is all I ask"
Alyssa steps back.
"I don't know if I can answer that satisfactorily, Qillion. Truthfully, I know very little of this city, and what I do know of it, I dislike. Greatly."
"But, I do know that these people, the ordinary citizens, need our help. Do you really think they are at fault, whatever the reasons are for attacking? No. Most of them are just living their lives, as we are.
I'm not asking you to kill anyone. Truthfully, I've never killed anyone before either, and I don't intend to start now. But, someone saw fit to hurl a volcanic ash cloud at me and several citizens, people who could not defend themselves. I intend to defend them. I don't know the reasons behind the attack, but they don't deserve death. Of that I am certain."
She gestures to herself. "Now, I'm not exactly in the best shape to fight," she says. "But I will, if only to keep anyone else from dying. I'd appreciate your help. But, if you wish to stay behind, then I won't judge. You seem like a cool person, Qillion, regardless of what happens here. I promise that as soon as everyone is safe, I will return here. And I will tell you all that I know."
The enchanter locks eyes with his new thrall. "Defend us." Is all he says.
"Who bested you in a fight? I didn't think they were many who could accomplish that."
Kanzen lets Liriiestil regenerate her limbs, after which she stands and checks her balance, then compares her hands, looking for any flaws.
She finds none.
"A Spirit named Kammella, potent and twisted." Kanzen replies.
She seems happy to have had her body repaired but she still seems to be a woman of few words.
Qillion seems deeply conflicted by Alyssa's words. She new killing and hurting was wrong. What the blazess was she doing her. She was with her mother, they had been shopping. She had got into the academy she had....
Killed, killed often and in many lives and in many ways
The other self that darker self, another history there behind her.
That voice new just what to do, it was assessing all the time, plotting and working out.
She shook her head.
"Your right, yes we have to care we have to help I will take you back hold my hand"
And with they she Psi-ports them back.
"Grumpy, arrogant, conceited and generally all around foul of temper? We know her well. I don't think I like her all that much."
After a few moments he asks "Why did you come here? To me, of all people?"
"Grumpy, arrogant, conceited and generally all around foul of temper? We know her well. I don't think I like her all that much."
After a few moments he asks "Why did you come here? To me, of all people?"
"During our previous meeting I perceived you to have both powerful divine abilities and strong ties to nature. In my injured state you were the first being who could perhaps help me that came to mind." Kanzen tosses her silver hair out of her eyes, and gives Liriiestil an strange look, a positive one, though what the feelings are exactly, is unclear.
"I was correct it appears."
"Well, I am glad I was able to help, though I am unsure where these divine powers came from. Before I was banished, I was a powerful sorcerer only. Now, it appears I am much more."
"Well, I am glad I was able to help, though I am unsure where these divine powers came from. Before I was banished, I was a powerful sorcerer only. Now, it appears I am much more."
Kanzen stares at the Elf King in silence for a long moment before saying;
"So much more."
Lir flashes Kanzen a smile "Perhaps one day I can find out just how much more, but today is not that day. Right now, I need to finish healing the wounded, and then try to figure out what in the Nine Hells is going on here. Powerful entities freezing time, floating cities raining down an undead apocalypse, and your injured arrival can't all be mere coincidence." He muses aloud.
Lir flashes Kanzen a smile "Perhaps one day I can find out just how much more, but today is not that day. Right now, I need to finish healing the wounded, and then try to figure out what in the Nine Hells is going on here. Powerful entities freezing time, floating cities raining down an undead apocalypse, and your injured arrival can't all be mere coincidence." He muses aloud.
"I will not keep you from your duties." Kanzen says simply. She straightens and looks around.
"I suppose I should resurrect Ak'Gak."
She leaps into the sky and soon vanishes from view.
Fight, kick, scream, wail.
Kei did all of these things, trapped in his head as he was.
Nothing could stop what came next, however, as in a near flash he appeared directly in front of the enchanter, shoving him back into the mist an making himself the target of the Vulture King's attack.
Comings into being with Alyssa to seething sorry someone leap into the air, She looked at the odd being she had seen before, his ears and eyes where off.
Elf
Came the deep other voice of self with her, that other voice, the agents voice. It was there just under her thoughts.
As she stood there she tried to take it all in, the death and panic around her. The need to help these people.
::"What was that thing that just flow into the sky?"::
She asked anyone within mind shot.
She then looked around at Alyssa remembering she was hurt.
::"Can anyone help Alyssa, she has been hurt badly"::
As she sent this her own odd clothing was working to heal her own burns and wounds.
Joseph, deciding to make use of himself after a moment of slackjawed awe at the mages destructive power. Grabs hold of his knife and rushes down the weakest looking mage.
"Ashley! Help, Kei can't block all four of us!"
"I'm on it!" Ashley shouts and hurls her giant shuriken at the same wizard Joseph is attacking.
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Alyssa looks around at the scene of carnage surrounding her. Several if the people near to where she had originally stood stand burnt, withered away to nothing but scorched husks. Nearby, Kei valiantly stands over one of the mages, while Ashley and Joseph rush to attack. Of Lucas or V.K., there is no sign.
Looking further, John seems to be talking to a demon- woman who seems vaguely familiar... but that's unimportant right now, or so Alyssa judges.
::"Looks like there's some fighting going on. How are the people?"::
She swiftly surveys the surviving citizens.
Qillions off uniform pules as it tries to aid her in this situation. Her burns all be healed. She lifts off the ground and goes up a ways to survey the situation. Mass panic would be the best word for it. Most had been pulled from what they had been doing with a epic mass Psi-port and then attacked with a burning of a large group. This must have sent shock waves panic out.
::"Its utter chaos Alyssa mass panic. I fear some have been killed buy trampling as throng sort to get away from the mages? over there, where the fight is. They seemed to have been the ones that attacked. Looking at the evidence. Which meant they attacked us as well. If you wish to save the people here you must stop them."::
Disoriented, Zaidel tries to make out the evil wizards through the ash and smoke and chaos.
As she hung in the air she had to get to understand what was going on here. Her suit let her see in all directions as it Psimech systems come online fully. Times seemed to slow form her perspective. Time, of course, had not slowed. her suit's systems had speed up her perception. Then out unseen to others came her mindscape, like an overlay wave of information. Symbols in a complex lative work of representative forms played like tracery. Here and there in this web of data clumps of light moved. Her psi-nodes, Like her psicystal they were projections of her own mind. Some more complex than others, most just sorted information, simple dull things, but others processed chugged raw observational data into something meaningful. They generated the new symbols and sent them into the overlay lattice. Now she started to see patterns, the people around her. Most just average level 2 civilization citizens, some, however, showed signs of power levels related to metaphysical trans-real linkages. Matter and energy manipulation, some embedded some transient. From her aura sight, she could see the raw power here. Her empathy could feel the high levels of emotions being spawned by this situation. She picked up on arcane linked beings attacking the ones Alyssa had talked off. She played back what had been said.
::"Play me back a recording of what was said when we arrived back here. She sent out into her mind space."::
The words of others came to her. She was getting and understanding now. Time speed back up.
::"Alyssa, the three there see, I have marked them in your perception in red. They are the ones that used fire to burn us, and the ones your fellows are now seeking to stop. Do you think we should aid them, stop the three?"
The Vulture King spies the wizard through the haze, and begins his spell.
Missed by a hair's breathe by a fiery gout of energy, Zaidel was able to see through the smoke and ash at one of his attackers. Using his Agile Feet (Su) ability, Zaidel runs through the crowd into melee with the dark wizard who tried to zap him, but missed him in the smoky atmosphere.