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Which was better? |
That Which Binds Us |
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Our Binding Legacy: The Celestial Kingdom |
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 3:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 3:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 3:52 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 3:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 4:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 4:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 4:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 4:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 4:38 pm
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Nephilis pushed back as if pushing back a mountain of power. His front leg raised up, but he regains his footing quickly. Around him, he noticed that everything was falling to pieces beneath the power of him and the Guildmaster. It was odd to see it happen, yet uplifting somehow. He didn't understand it fully. A phrase came to mind. When he was small, he met a boy named Kessaris. The same one he knew today. ~Thank you.~ A smile crosses his face. "Thank you Guildmaster! And sure! But I'm going to win!" Like a lion pacing the desert or a cobra in the rough, his mind was set on the win, but also equality. A rivalry, although short lived, we formed.
He looks over and notices a hooded man standing nearby, dazed by the display of power. "Get out of here! You'll be killed if you stay! I've sent all to Herbacea. That's where you should head!"
"No, not today." He lifts his head and a tuft of black hair falls back. Alastor was staring him down, quickly reaching into his pocket. He pulls the jewel and activates it's vacuum like properties and pulls Nephilis' beam toward him, leaving him open.
The Guildmaster's beam strikes Nephilis and lifts him from the ground with mixture of heat, pressure, aura and fire. The darkness burned, just as it did he when he was a child. His skin began to burn away over his right arm and his body was renewed with scars, even opening the older ones. He flew back, skimming the ground into a building. It crashes down on him. He can't heal, nor can he breath correctly. His aura, in it's entirety was gone.
Alastor looks up at the Guildmaster and smiles, recreating a small fraction of Nephilis immense power. "It's almost over now...you did well, Guildmaster. Very well. Slow, but well."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 4:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 4:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 4:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 5:01 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 5:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 5:06 pm
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