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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Jun 21, 2008 10:58 pm

The top part of the pillar of water rose up away from the lower part, escaping the electrical current as the bottom froze solid, destroying the current completely. Turning it back to water and connecting the two, Andorgos grinned toothily, raising a glowing hand up above his head, ice pillars as thick as the dragon's head exploding out of the ground in front of the dragon's path.
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Jun 21, 2008 11:53 pm

Stimeak dug his claws into the ground, slowing before leaping up over the spike. He let out a battlecry, sweeping one his hands foreward, throwing unseen energy at the pillar of water... Suddenly, large amounts of it begun condenseing into a large cloud, wind picking up around it, lightning begining to fizzle through it as stimeak worked furiously, attempting to build a tornado with the limited resources available... The cloud covered the entire icy room, concealing Stimeak... that was a usefull unforeseen addition....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sun Jun 22, 2008 6:19 am

Andorgos laughed, bursts of water exploding forward, allowing themselves to be winded around the raging storm, before Andorgos raised his hands and thrust them to the side, the water moving in random directions inside the tornado, making large gaps in the air, slowly dismantling it. As the tornado became nothing but a few winds, the water jets exploded forward, into the cloud as they formed into solid spiked ice, around 10 spears flinging into the cloud...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sun Jun 22, 2008 3:09 pm

Stimeak threw both of his hands foreward, the winds halting in response, the spikes of ice slowing to a halt in mid air... Suddenly stimeak threw his hands away in a cross chop and the winds roared up again, this time the Spikes spinning around, cought up by a new tornado... Its center... Andorgoras, the spikes all hammered into his flesh, before he could do a thing, the wind dragging them like daggers....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sun Jun 22, 2008 6:51 pm

Snarling, Andorgoras liquefied the ice, making it latch onto his skin to cover the wounds. "Impressive! But your going to have to do better then that!" the massive blue dragon growled, the water from beneath him slowly crawling over his body, disappearing as it did. Finally the water column, or what was left of it, exploded all around the room, the floor now flooded, almost 4 feet of water below them. Andorgoras landed on the ground, his body now completely covered in glimmering ice. "Enough of this spell nonsense, its time we fight like real dragons!" he growled, his voice echoing eerily from the ice encasing. The icicle eye flashed blue for a moment, the dragon running forward toward his enemy...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sun Jun 22, 2008 6:59 pm

Stimeak straightened up, going onto his hind legs and spreading out his hands.... Lightning burst down through his hands into the water and electrifying the flood. He then trust his other hand foreward, a pulse of light bursting out it... It was a simple spell of life magic... It didn't do any damage to Andorgoras, but his nerve endings all grew with such sensitivity that the slightest touch would feel like a million daggers. Once the quick spells were over, he leapt foreward towards Andorgoras, claws spread out and talons at the ready... Now he was ready to fight 'honourably'
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sun Jun 22, 2008 7:05 pm

Andorgoras lifted a hand, leaping up as he collided with the dragon head on, grabbing him by his neck as a surge of electricity poured into his body. "The ice itself doesn't allow for me to feel the electricity...but that doesn't mean it can't be redirected..." he growled, icy claws digging into the dragon's neck. Suddenly, pieces of the ice on Andorgoras's stomach exploded off of him, digging into the dragon's stomach like daggers. Despite loosing some of his ice armor, Andorgoras was still covered, the water below them adding to the missing armor...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sun Jun 22, 2008 7:23 pm

Stimeak let out a loud whimering roar of pain, struggleing against the dragons grip... He felt cheated... Useing ice like that was HIS thing... yet this dragon could do it 10 times as well as he could... He managed to get his feet inbetween the two and he kicked foreward into the dragons chest, his claws rakeing into the icy armour.... Blood seeped from the wounds on his chest, being sealed back up by his life magic which was quickly draining his mana dry.... He managed to pull one arm out of the dragons grip and then hammered it against Andorgoras's neck... It was futile though, his claws merely cracked the ice.... What in the name of all things violent was Ice's weakness.. he had used it loads of times, he should know it... Then it hit him.... It was so simple... Ice was solid.... A silverish pulse blew out of Stimeak, the mositure laden air freezeing around Andorgoras, adding onto his armour to the point where it was too thick to allow free movement of his joints... If stimeak was lucky, he would have to get rid of all the armour to move again, opening up a chance to attack....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sun Jun 22, 2008 7:38 pm

Laughing, Andorgoras's icy hands glowed for a moment, the excess ice exploding off of his original armor, forming into spikes once more as they rained down toward the enemy dragon, the amount of spikes almost blotting out the mysterious light lighting the tomb...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sun Jun 22, 2008 9:13 pm

Stimeak looked up at his comeing doom... His eyes widening at the ironic death of being speared by a million spears of ice.... He had a lightning bolt charged in his fist by instinct... but it was pointless, there was too many spears... if only there was some weak spot in Andorgoras's armour... Then he saw it... The ancient dragon was laughing.... Stimeaks eyes burned red for a moment, a blue glow backing it up... He spread out his clawed hand, a fireball poping into existence as a host for the lightning bolt, decideing that useing ice was too risky... He then flung it with all his might, the red fire ball zipping foreward leaving a spiral of crackleing electricity behind.. the burning bolt crashed into Andorgoras's open maw, expanding into his mouth.....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:39 am

Andorgoras's eyes widened, the combination spell draining the life right out of him. Gasping, the ice armor exploded, shards of ice floating in the air for a moment as Andorgoras fell to the watery ground, the ice turning to liquid before adding to the water, which was disappearing fast. "Amazing...I...Underestimated you..." the massive blue dragon growled, smiling. Coughing, Andorgoras's face suddenly went very dull, his usual cocky attitude disappearing. "But you are still a fool...Such a fool...You know Furiana, I'm sure you do, by legend or otherwise..." he growled weakly, the water now only around his body and head. "She is a powerful dragon...more powerful then even the emperors and empresses... A dragon of legend...But there is another..." Andorgoras growled. "But...I think you have business to...attend to..." he hissed, his eyes closing as he let out one last breath, something on his neck shining brightly; another part of the Rune...
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Postby Doc 42 » Mon Jun 23, 2008 2:08 am

Stimeak padded foreward, growling "Indeed I do, old one..." He took hold of the rune in one hand, pulling it out and examineing it... He let out an interested hum, opening up his hand and placeing the fragment next to the other, moving it around untill it fit together with the first. He sealed it in place and then turned around, trotting up the steps towards the main platform once more, wondering where in the world was Gamal....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Mon Jun 23, 2008 2:19 am

The rune, once connecting with the other part, sent a surge of mana through Stimeak, a present from the fallen guardians it seemed. Defending the Sleeper as they did, they still did not think it was honorable for the wounded dragon to fight the other guardians like this...especially the last two being far more powerful then the last.
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue Jun 24, 2008 12:48 am

Stimeak felt the mana rush through him... He dug his claws into the rock, breathing heavily... He closed his eyes, his body flashing with white light as he repaired the more serious damage, leaving the minor scratches and cuts... He would need the mana to fight the third guardian.... He stretched, his joints cracking.... Suddenly a rocky figure smashed into his face, not being half as painful as it looked. Gamal burst into an incomprehendable mix of giberish and random words. Stimeak laughed, pushing his companion away. Gamal leapt up, landing back onto Stimeaks head.... He growled "Sorry for the whole abbandonment thing Boss, i thought we were done for! Won't happen again, never. I'll be there to offer support and assistence!" Stimeak grunted in laughter and hissed "And how could you assist me exactly?" Suddenly he knew exactly what was behind him... for some unexplainable reason, the thoughts were just there... Gamal answered through his mind "Like this. You need every advantage you can get...." Stimeak smiled gratefully, standing up and trotting towards the next platform, it was a nicely organised dungeon... No random traps out of nowhere...
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Tue Jun 24, 2008 12:54 am

As the dragon stepped onto the platform, he was greeted by a blinding flash of white light, the outside of the platform slowly slipping into darkness, now impossible to see outside of the area. As the light around the platform returned to normal, another massive dragon stood in the middle of it: A brilliant white dragon, its body shining with a white glow, making it impossible to see the individual scales on its body. "Hello....Stimeak..." the dragon growled, its voice clearly showing it was female. "I've heard a lot about you...From my own kind...Sealed away or not, we still know what has become of our respective flights..." she growled, frowning at the dragon in front of her. "But enough of that...I am Eranikus, white guardian of the Sleeper." the massive white dragon hissed, long tail snapping like a whip...
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue Jun 24, 2008 1:14 am

Stimeak nodded to her, spreading out his claws in preparation to cast spells. But before he did anything else, he growled "Well, Eranikus, just a moment... What exactly have you heard about me?" He was curious as to how his name fared amongst the white dragons. He used to be a mere embarassment to them, an impurity of thier holy magic... but he had a feeling he had become much more than that....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Tue Jun 24, 2008 1:25 am

"That you killed our Emperor, as well as others." Eranikus growled. "I know what you are as well...a crossbreed, and I know every detail regarding it, your past, and the recent events..." she hissed, smiling. "Your quite famous in the white flight...but thats not necessarily a good thing..."
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue Jun 24, 2008 1:32 am

A grin spread across Stimeaks maw. He hissed "Not a good thing? well, it all depends on what light you look at it from deosn't it?" He suddenly leapt into the air, kicking off the ground with on back leg and spreading out his wings to catch the air, knowing well what this dragon would likely try against him... He spread out both of his hands, a cloud forming behind him, rain instantly falling out of it....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Tue Jun 24, 2008 7:19 am

"You just created a reason for both your flights to hate you, as well as the entire dragon society. You were faced with them being openly ashamed of you, and yet you foolishly made it worse." Eranikus growled, her eyes fixed on the dragon. Suddenly the white dragon's hand glowed brightly, noticeable even over her natural glow. "Now you wish to unleash this evil into the world...You are such a fool." she snarled, hand thrusting forward as a bolt of white lightening cracked into the air, the power of attack was staggering, the bolt almost three times the size of natural lightening...
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue Jun 24, 2008 2:05 pm

Stimeak claped both hands together, forming a small mouth with his claws, the white lightning bolt smashing into it just as his own ball of white light formed.... The life being channeled out of the bolt and into himself, healing wounds all over his body... He snarled "I am clensing the White flight... On Vitae's orders...." His sinister grin spread further and he span to the side, releaseing his control over the bolt, instantly it burst past him dissappearing into the darkness...

Stimeak drew a small circle with one clawed hand a circle of electricity appearing in mid air. His fingers snaped out to their full length, the circle of electricity fireing foreward, growing in size as it neared Eranikus
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