by dinoman666 » Thu Jan 27, 2011 7:30 pm
Zazikel was knocked further backwards in the air, snarling in pain. As he scraped away any ice that didn't turn to vapor on contact with his body, however, a fiendish idea formed in the dragon's Demonic mind. As he recovered, he fired another blast of energy. However, it wasn't aimed at Tzeentch, nor was it a concentrated beam. Instead, it was more of a cone, and it was aimed directly at the Guild building. Though the energy had little in the way of kinetic force behind it, it didn't matter when the energy washed over the building's roof. Anything the dark energy touched was affected by the life-draining aura if it was organic: flesh was decayed to the bone (which was disintegrated as well), and materials like wood and straw were simply rotted until they couldn't hold themselves together. Metal, however, was merely turned to brittle rust that fell apart almost instantly. In short, the building's roof was practically melted into nothingness, the purple energy washing over unprotected creatures still inside. If you want foul play, you'll get it, Zazikel thought as he sprayed the building with the lethal power...
"Heroes have morals. Villains have work ethic."
-Megatron