by TyrannoTitan » Fri Jan 09, 2009 10:38 am
OOC: Just to clarify, Doc gave me permission to have vampires from his group skirmish with my demons.
Dalvengyr grunted as a stray bullet sunk into his chest, picking it out of the armor with one hand before flicking it away. He was currently locked in combat with yet another small group of vampires, the fight now completely deadlocked. His group of demons, as well as himself, were many times more powerful then the pathetic vampires that attacked them...but the vampires themselves were holding their ground, using rifles to pick off targets before they could get close. The demons also had firearms of their own, but nothing specialized in sniping. Dalvengyr looked out from his cover, which was an overturned dumpster, looking to his left as a few small figures appeared. The group of 7 demons ran out toward their attackers, being only 3 feet tall, being sickly thin, and walked on hoofed feet. Their faces were small as well, humanoid in appearance, their eyes glowing a mix of green and yellow, two small horns coming up from the middle of their head. Green flames snaked around their legs, but didn't give off any heat or actually burned anything.
As the group of demons moved forward, the Vampires opened fire, blowing apart the lead demon's head, causing the others to scatter. Even without firearms or swords of any kind, the demons were skilled fighters, flinging fireballs at all angles, the Vampires dunking down behind cover to escape the barrage. The small demons began moving forward, hands covered in green and yellow flames, ready to unleash more attacks if their enemy rose up. One vampire looked over the cover, firing at yet another demon, who fell back from a shot to the chest, but the vampire was unable to lower its head fast enough. A green and yellow fireball slammed into its neck and shoulder, causing it to scream in pain, firing into the air as its shoulders were lit on fire. Quickly the flames spread, engulfing the vampire, swiftly turning it to ash within seconds. "ATTACK!" barked Dalvengyr from the back, the other, larger demons rising up from their cover, rushing forward with guns and blades alike, the elder demon smiling in satisfaction as the street was bathed in screams of agony...
Thel'zan disappeared from the bedroom, half-appearing back in the room with the TV, suppressing its own smokey form, leaving only its eyes visible. Seemingly attached to a wall, the eyes watched the group, almost completely blending in with its surroundings. The pupil-less golden orbs darted from person to person, trying to keep track of the conversation...