That flaring hologram of geometric configurations enacted themselves before him, creating multiple combinations, they switched the positions of different structures, a unique code and configuration was finally attained. It's intense flaring created a sea of flames within the cosmic skies, eight cosmic portals tore open with enflamed and titanic chains crashing upon Rode's being, they entangled themselves around him , inhibiting him from fighting. "That's what happens when you have the Eight Doors of People", Calk said to himself, "and this is just one among its numerous capabilities. I don't see how Vage's precious cosmic beast, Rode can break free from it." Vage's enflamed eyes closed, he could feel the pain which Rode was undergoing as the enflamed waves which the chains gave bore their burning sensations into his being, along with the entire army of Calk's cosmic beasts falling upon him from all corners, keeping Rode completely under check. Cali
Why had Vage not made any move ? Instead he stood there grinning stupidly at him. If Vage wanted to kill him, Calk thought, then he should better get it over with and fast, then he saw Vage lift his right arm into the air. "Rode", Vage communed telepathically, "that'll do, I think Calk has had enough." But Rode was persistent, he wanted to take his pound of flesh, and his paws kept crashing upon the shield. What was wrong with this creature ? Calk shivered. Rode finally stopped, his paws resting on the shield as he growled furiously. He had been denied something which he desperately wanted, but Vage was his master and he didn't have any choice but to obey. Letting go, Rode turned around and walked away, but like a torn tendon, he spun around and struck again, charging at the shield his paws landed like halos making it quake without giving way for the infuriated beast to go through. Calk's heart leapt to his throat due to Rode's sudden reaction, now
A hood concealing his face, his metallic boots clanged with the armoured floor of his battleship as he walked towards the edge of the Mace. Trident by his side, Thorace surveyed the entire terrain if the battlefield. The grand mountains blazed like monuments underneath the rays of the twelve suns, along with the menancing look of the battleships surrounding him, Thorace could see that he had been cornered, but that didn't mean he had been caught, instead, it gave him the opportunity to make the conflict even more interesting, and the way the tables were about to turn would be dramatic. "I can feel it", Trident said taking in the air, "the heat of battle." "You read my mind Trident", Thorace remarked, "I'm really anxious to get in the zone." Staring at the battlecarpets above him, five in all, they were the flagships of this fleet. He knew who they were, Thorace smiled, and he was as the one who had come looking for them - the real
The astral skies above began to ripple in scarlet waves that gradually concealed this plain in a shield leaving the pirates of the Feudal Order and Thorace trapped within this massive globe. Staring at themselves petrified, the rest realized that they had been tricked into staying in the pretext of battle, meanwhile, it was just a trap to get them cornered, leaving them with no option but to fight if they didn't concede to his request. "Finally", Trident said, "they've realized that they're the ones who are cornered", facing Thorace he continued, "how about we gore them down right now ?" "Patience Trident", Thorace replied, "we'll give them a final chance to hand over the Trail Disector, just for honor's sake." "Norgus !" Thorace summoned. "You know what the price you must pay to get your freedom without anything fatal happening to your fleet. But if you decide to take matters to the blade", lifting his gaze to confront the five pi
Norgus strained as he is raised himself onto his feet, slamming his hand upon the metal deck of the battlecarpet, he gave a cry of fury, but before he could fully satisfy the burning desire of his rage, the Mace's fleet of interstellar chariots fell upon their fleet, unleashing volleys of beams and halos. Enacting a shield from the metal band on his wrist, he fought to keep his balance with a knee bending forward as he received the impact of the storm. Norgus growled as he battled against the forceful impact which the halos landing on his shield bore. The metal pads on his knees screeched, exhuming sparks as it slid over the battlecarpet's armoured surface as he was thrown backwards on receiving the impact. Norgus got back on his feet as soon as the storm died away, he had gotten some bruises but the battle was just beginning and he had more than just a reserve of strength within him to keep fighting. "Ray guns", Norgus ordered, "fire !" Once again, another storm of flames c
Plunging himself forward, he crashed into their ranks, his antlers cutting and goring his way through. His forelegs rose into the air as he gave a tremendous roar, unleashing that wave of condensed flames which engulfed the entire ship in its massive jaws. Arising from the wreakage, he landed upon another battlecarpet and this he caught sight of a very familiar face. The person turned around to confront him and growled, his countenance charging the air. Norgus was taken aback seeing Trident before him, but wasn't this what he had wanted all along ? He couldn't get Thorace, but here was his pet, now his to do as he wish. Recomposing himself Norgus brandished his sword, charging at Trident, the duo clashed, the core of their collision exhuming sparks of lightning. Trident was unshaken by Norgus'fierce fighting skills, wielding a sword, Norgus was supposed to have the upper hand, but only a fool would think that way. Didn't Norgus know that he wasn't battling just any beast, wha
His battleboard sailed through the distance as his blades slashed the armour of not just soldiers but battleships and battlecarpets, his Trident interlocking with the blades of tens. Thorace parried and struck like lightning, making moves from unpredictable angles and taking down scores of soldiers in scores, leaving every battleship he landed on in a crashing mass of flames then landing on another to unleash a more severe form of destruction upon those aboard. Staring at them as they charged at him in droves, he countered the assault as he confronted the soldiers head-on. He ducked, swirling around to slash down his opponent through the limbs, his sword cut through tens with a single stroke and his trident fell upon another score, unleashing a halo upon the rest, he sent them flying in a wave of flames. Gliding onto another battleship, he continued his rage of chaos, parrying blow for blow he leapt from his battleboard, landing on his knees he slid, taking down hi
Thorace's blade clashed with that sea of armour and swords, his trident trailing his every blow and battleboard acting as a shield, parrying the blows from every corner and unleashing volleys of beams upon the enemy. Mind, body, nerve and sinew now immersed within this turbulent sea of the heat of battle, lifted him into an elevated state of strength and will, that height of infinite will and Thorace willed ! That storm rose, wiping out the entire ranks of soldiers on that deck. rising high to the astral skies, it echoed in a turbulent rage of glory. *** *** *** Rising from the debris, his board lifting him into the air, being, sword and trident steaming, his sighs were smokey, resonating with the internal turbulence ensuing within his being. Bringing him downwards, his battleboard landed on the empty deck of a battlecarpet, where he watched the Mace unleash waves of destruction upon the Feudal Order's fleet. "Decided to t