| Subject: War of the Souls |
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Dru'Riden
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Date Posted: 19:03:26 09/08/02 Sun
The army surged forward, each a abomination...
Each a warped groteque verison of their former beauty, their former glory.
Each were a power, despite what was sized against them, a party of gods, each were no pushover as they surged forward, a infinite dark tide of radical power as each were fueled by the power of Forbiddion. Each moving with celerity speed, a mere blur of movement as they attacked those who oppose their Lord.
Swords clashed, violent sparks echoing off sword and shield, even as the heavens mimed the battle with awesome bolts of pure light clashing against each other, as the battle took place in all forms and shapes, shedding a eerie menacing light upon the battlefield as suddenly, the surge stops, each forming a massive line almost directly infront of the party, held by a leash it would seem by the way they thrashed...as Damuthca was still visible..except now no longer alone...as two more walked forward...
Morigu...and Kenji.
Both having fully given themself to Forbiddion's embrace long ago..they still served it, demonic generals to the armies that shed the sheer energy of chaos held by law...
The Three seemed to converse upon something, a brief exchange, each covered with a enormous array of power that nearly blankets the entire battlefield...
Then they arrived...the Choir, the Souls of the Dead, rising out of nothiness...each holding a pale spectre blade, gleaming with the icy cold touch of death...as they swarmed, a plague of locusts..followed by the army of the Forbiddion..and the 3 Generals......
Even as they watched..one other being watched above the archway...waiting the outcome.
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