by The Kingpin » Fri Feb 01, 2008 12:22 am
Beliar grabbed the map with two of his clawed fingers, lifting it up. "At last" he snarled, his tone more satisfied than it had been in through the entire time he had been in this realm. with a wave of his staff a second wave of energy went into both Garroth's and Tranquillus' energy spheres, now freezing them in place and paralyzing them completely, making them unable to move a single muscle in their bodies, as well as draining their bodies of Mana, making them unable to cast any kind of magic. he then swung his staff down, sending the immense energy ball hurtling for the ground. as it hit, it let off a shockwave, the black energy spreading outwards, covering several hundred kilometers in seconds as the energy spread in all directions, first the black energy covering the ground and then a wave of flames following shortly after, before another shockwave shook the entire Realm's ground and sucked every living creature, plant, and even the water, into it's center, incinerating it, reducing the realm to an arid desert wasteland, completely lifeless, the remains of the Realm's life falling beneath Beliar in a pile of black dust. he waved his staff to the side, a portal forming in mid air, the Demonic Troops entering it, Beliar following close behind, returning to the Wastelands of Angkor on the other side of it, the heart of the Demonic Empire. "Thank you, Garroth, for guaranteeing my victory in this war" he snarled, bursting into a demonic laugh that boomed throughout the Realm. finally, after all these centuries, victory would soon be his...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG