| Subject: I'm stopping this now. |
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Wyrd
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Date Posted: 01/20/05 11:47:43pm Thu
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Damuthca and so many others
's message, "Eternal Conflict" on 01/20/05 11:20:56pm Thu
A growl that would overcome even the enormous din of battle, and a voice that could echo across the multiverse.
"THAT IS ENOUGH!"
The field of null screamed outward faster even than sound, covering an expance of nearly fifteen miles in less than a second, for what could hinder Nothing? All magic ceased to be, pure, imposed, inate. Energy ceased to be taken and consumed to be remade in the cycle of energy. Law bent so far, nothing could even move now. Not energy, not dragons, bloodknights, nor magic, even sound. Even the receedence of the Weave ceased. Law bent so far that the law of motion strained to the point of cease. Nothing could move except the controller that made it bend at his will. Short of the One creator himself and a few select Sages would be able to move with Law bent as far as he could make it without breaking it completely.
"I AM SICK OF THIS. NO ONE'S COCK IS ANY BIGGER THAN ANYONE ELSES."
Everyone could hear these words, but nothing they could do about them. It was as though Time itself stopped, but it didn't. The only thing anyone could do was breathe.
Wyrd's voice calmed, and he glared around at everything frozen at points in space. Damuthca frozen in his defence and attack, the Bloodknights frozen in their dodges of the Dragon breath weapons. Eyes could move, hearts could beat, lungs could take in and expel air. But that was it. There was no movement, save for near gods of which unfortunately Wyrd was one of.
"I promised Zenra that I would protect her and hers for as long as I was able, and I will not allow another war to start before she awakens. I will release -none- of you until I have vows upon your -lives- not one of you will raise a blade, a claw, a spell, or even your VOICE until she awakens, and then I want answers to questions I will ask while she is present."
A light began to swirl within Wyrd's claws, the cage he had made in his paws to prevent the Swan from escaping, and now, she was starting to awaken.
"Quickly now, or my lady is going to awaken to a frozen world of people."
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