"Arrrgghhh!"
Eyeballs suddenly bursting into gelatinous goop, blood rained from above as Sexulia's eyes seemingly popped randomly. Flying erratically, she attempted to escape from the elder Orc's presence, half succeeding. Meanwhile, Titus shook his head, still reeling from the mental attack of the Succubus. Whew! Thank goodness for the fact that my mental trainings helped me block the Succubus' mind attack. If she had breached the barriers, holy shitballs...
"Ahhh, what the fuck was that!? How dare you squish the eyes of a beautiful lady like me!? Have you no honour!?"
Still flying erratically, Sexulia roared at Titus in deep pain, unable to comprehend how the Orc was able to destroy her eyes when they were still deep in the fantasy. "That's it, you buffoon of an Orc! Even though I can't kill you, it doesn't mean I can't kill your friends now can I..."
Uooogh...
Moaning in pain, Celine slowly opened her eyes, Lewis kneeling in pain, and Simon propping himself up with his hammer.
Yet Titus's attention was not on them...
"AARRRGGGHHH! Feel my power, Flames of Karmist-"
With a single giant leap, Titus leapt into the air brandishing his knife. Despite wanting to dodge the attack, Sexulia could not. Even though she was unable to see, she could still sense the presence of those near her.
And boy was she shocked
A large fiery ball of energy was hurtling towards her, filled with piety, courage and honour. So...beautiful
Unable to tear her 'eyes' away from the image, all she could do was stare at the being, frozen as the knife cleaved her apart into two, split equally from head to toe.
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Huff, huff, huff...
Panting in exhaustion, Eldruis gripped his staff tighter than ever. He knew he could not falter here, for the fate of Mithrador all depended on him. But deep down, he knew he had little chance left, for the being in front of him threw out everything he thought he knew.
"Well, well, well. I must salute you, dear child, for your rather...'amusing' show. It's been around, oh, let me check, around 5000 years since we, or rather I, was sealed in that Godforsaken land. Though I must admit, it was quite surprising to see one of his many pet projects still squirming alive on the surface. I would've thought that your...'kind'... would've gone extinct after all these years from the meddling of those two traitors. Anyways..."
The Devil in front of him began muttering incoherently, spouting random gibberish in front of him while using his metallic tentacles to whip him. Eldruis did not want to admit it, but even he, a tier-6 Shaman, could barely hold his ground against it. Seeing that it was still distracted, he attempted to Appraise it to see what its stats were like.
And boy did he fail
Name: –––'kursfsy
Age: ???
Strength: 5sjehw6749
Agility:
Intelligence: N/A
Mana: &#&;&×[×
Stamina: ^<*×
Skill: ×_&#&£;=
Skill Rank: @&&#&£&#
Occupation: Err0r!
Tier: 7
Abilities: @&#<÷>×[@
Titles: !@&#&£&÷&@& Error!
Blood spurted from his eyes, leaving him to reel in pain. But he didn't have time to recover, for he was soon knocked through several buildings through a large staff.
"YOU DARE APPRAISE ME, THE GREAT MECHMAGOS GEARS!?"