Velkion leapt high up into the air, directly in front of a large purple behemoth. The beast stomped it's foot as Velkion began his ascent, bringing bolts of lightning crashing down ontop of him. The first of which struck him, and a secondary that he'd blocked and deflected with his blade. The deflected bolt struck the ground, smashing into the backside of a dusk and causing the creature to shrivel in agony. Just reaching his peak Velkion tossed a small orb of energy into the bolt wound on the dusk's back and the creature dissolved. As he began to fall he started to pick up speed. The wind was ruffling up the sides of his body now, sending his tunic flapping about as the air picked up. He brought his blades both above his head now, clenching his hands around them till his knuckles turned white. Within moments he came crashing down upon the ignorant behemoth, smashing his blades down onto the sides of the beast's large horn. The thundering collision sent a shock up Velkion's arms, but just as he made contact he charged energy into his blades, causing the beast's horn to crack.
The impact blast pushed Velkion back a bit, but as he went skidding onto the ground, leaning forward with one blade dragging across the gorund, the beast's horn shattered and the behemoth dissolved. A single heart floated up to the sky. Velkion watched as it was liberated, flaoting up serenely into the sky, peaceful amid the harsh battle around them. Yet without another moment wasted two shadows jumped up silently and sneakily behind him. Without turning or moving any part of his body but for the arms, he flipped his blades facing backwards and stabbed the blades into the center of the shadows. They too dissolved and Velkion flourished his blades, now holding them out right again. He smirked and charged at a small group of what he identified as unfamiliar creatures.
Suddenly the skies began to darken, unleashing a wrathful seal in the skies above them. An ill omen washed through Velkion's blood. He had a grim feeling he knew not only the source of the attack, but upon further investigation, he saw it's target. The two men atop the hill. The cloaked man, who seemed to be the source of the greatest single concentrated power, was the also the source of this attack. The other, perhaps Velkion's ally in this, was a young boy with horns as it were, obviously not human. Suddenly the already hellish attack grew even more grim, black as death itself. He heard the uttered words Dark Ultima, and his first instinct flashed.......
"RUN!!"
The impact blast pushed Velkion back a bit, but as he went skidding onto the ground, leaning forward with one blade dragging across the gorund, the beast's horn shattered and the behemoth dissolved. A single heart floated up to the sky. Velkion watched as it was liberated, flaoting up serenely into the sky, peaceful amid the harsh battle around them. Yet without another moment wasted two shadows jumped up silently and sneakily behind him. Without turning or moving any part of his body but for the arms, he flipped his blades facing backwards and stabbed the blades into the center of the shadows. They too dissolved and Velkion flourished his blades, now holding them out right again. He smirked and charged at a small group of what he identified as unfamiliar creatures.
Suddenly the skies began to darken, unleashing a wrathful seal in the skies above them. An ill omen washed through Velkion's blood. He had a grim feeling he knew not only the source of the attack, but upon further investigation, he saw it's target. The two men atop the hill. The cloaked man, who seemed to be the source of the greatest single concentrated power, was the also the source of this attack. The other, perhaps Velkion's ally in this, was a young boy with horns as it were, obviously not human. Suddenly the already hellish attack grew even more grim, black as death itself. He heard the uttered words Dark Ultima, and his first instinct flashed.......
"RUN!!"