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The next morning, the party gathered in front of the inn. The first thing Drahcir said was, "Let's go."
"Where?" asked Philus.
"To the ancient lake. To kill Nostro."
"Wait--NOW!?" asked Cen.
"Yes, now!" replied Drahcir, taking off. "Hurry up!"
"But we didn't even--" Sonidow began to shout as Drahcir ran right out of earshot. "...eat yet."
"Guess we have no choice then," commented Mailliw. "Let's pack some food and water, then get going."
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After the party caught up to Drahcir, they convinced him to not tire himself out before he got there. The rest of the trip was rather uneventful. After a few days and nights involving some sparring sessions between party members, they arrived at the Ancient Lake. Nostro was performing a ritual of some sort.
Drahcir charged in, beamsword drawn, followed quickly by the other melee fighters.. The demons converged on the group. Sonidow quickly started slaying demons left and right, quickly gaining the lead in body count. Simoneon, Malliw, and Alec brewed up a cold lightning storm of glass shards in an attempt to interrupt Nostro's ritual. Cen's fists lit on fire as he and Philus threw a flurry of punches at the demons.
Finally, they reached Nostro, who motioned for his followers to step back. "It is only a matter of time now," he stated.
"What do you mean!?" demanded Alec.
Instead of answering, Nostro drew his great mace. "DIE!"
Sonidow charged at the demon lord, slashing once with each sword--and failing to penetrate the armor-tough hide.
"Use this!" Drahcir called to Sonidow, tossing him Anubis's sword.
Sonidow sheathed both his blades and caught the new one in the time it took to travel between the two fighters. He then promptly sent a flurry of blows toward Nostro's mace hand, weakening it.
Cen struck immediately after that, first raising a fist to block Nostro's mace blow at the shaft, then leaped up and punched Nostro across the face before Nostro kicked him between the legs, sending him flying.
Alec then created a giant glass blade and sent it at Nostro, who blocked it with his mace before Harold grabbed it and struck with all his might, leaving splinters of shattered glass in Nostro's hide, which Philus promptly punched in deeper.
At that point, Simoneon finished casting, sending a bright spear of light at Nostro's face, causing him to reel, half blind. Long then stabbed Nostro once, twice, in the eyes, rendering him completely blind.
Drahcir struck next, slashing once, twice, three times with his beamsword. The blade left burn marks in Nostro's skin, but not much more. Nostro responded by swinging his mace overhead in what would be a killing blow if Mailliw did not stop it in midair, face contorted with concentration. Drahcir leaped out of the mace's way before it hit the ground.
Seeing her chance, Kira climbed onto the mace, onto Nostro's strong arm, and impaled his chest with her spear. It was hardly a killing blow, though, until Sonidow plunged Anubis's flaming blade through that same wound. As they all retreated and Nostro staggered, a HUGE ball of purple-black energy hit him and exploded. Nothing at all was left after that.
"Useless servants," a deep voice could be heard.
"J-Julian!?" stuttered Simoneon.
The next soul bomb sent them all flying far, far away.
(Quick, next poster! Save the party!)
"Where?" asked Philus.
"To the ancient lake. To kill Nostro."
"Wait--NOW!?" asked Cen.
"Yes, now!" replied Drahcir, taking off. "Hurry up!"
"But we didn't even--" Sonidow began to shout as Drahcir ran right out of earshot. "...eat yet."
"Guess we have no choice then," commented Mailliw. "Let's pack some food and water, then get going."
---
After the party caught up to Drahcir, they convinced him to not tire himself out before he got there. The rest of the trip was rather uneventful. After a few days and nights involving some sparring sessions between party members, they arrived at the Ancient Lake. Nostro was performing a ritual of some sort.
Drahcir charged in, beamsword drawn, followed quickly by the other melee fighters.. The demons converged on the group. Sonidow quickly started slaying demons left and right, quickly gaining the lead in body count. Simoneon, Malliw, and Alec brewed up a cold lightning storm of glass shards in an attempt to interrupt Nostro's ritual. Cen's fists lit on fire as he and Philus threw a flurry of punches at the demons.
Finally, they reached Nostro, who motioned for his followers to step back. "It is only a matter of time now," he stated.
"What do you mean!?" demanded Alec.
Instead of answering, Nostro drew his great mace. "DIE!"
Sonidow charged at the demon lord, slashing once with each sword--and failing to penetrate the armor-tough hide.
"Use this!" Drahcir called to Sonidow, tossing him Anubis's sword.
Sonidow sheathed both his blades and caught the new one in the time it took to travel between the two fighters. He then promptly sent a flurry of blows toward Nostro's mace hand, weakening it.
Cen struck immediately after that, first raising a fist to block Nostro's mace blow at the shaft, then leaped up and punched Nostro across the face before Nostro kicked him between the legs, sending him flying.
Alec then created a giant glass blade and sent it at Nostro, who blocked it with his mace before Harold grabbed it and struck with all his might, leaving splinters of shattered glass in Nostro's hide, which Philus promptly punched in deeper.
At that point, Simoneon finished casting, sending a bright spear of light at Nostro's face, causing him to reel, half blind. Long then stabbed Nostro once, twice, in the eyes, rendering him completely blind.
Drahcir struck next, slashing once, twice, three times with his beamsword. The blade left burn marks in Nostro's skin, but not much more. Nostro responded by swinging his mace overhead in what would be a killing blow if Mailliw did not stop it in midair, face contorted with concentration. Drahcir leaped out of the mace's way before it hit the ground.
Seeing her chance, Kira climbed onto the mace, onto Nostro's strong arm, and impaled his chest with her spear. It was hardly a killing blow, though, until Sonidow plunged Anubis's flaming blade through that same wound. As they all retreated and Nostro staggered, a HUGE ball of purple-black energy hit him and exploded. Nothing at all was left after that.
"Useless servants," a deep voice could be heard.
"J-Julian!?" stuttered Simoneon.
The next soul bomb sent them all flying far, far away.
(Quick, next poster! Save the party!)