Crystal
Sword FFO Survivor:
Ghaleon
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The plot thickens... in third-person! Lunar
spoilers, but if you've read the rest...
OOC: *Begins listening to Ghaleon's Theme
and Lucia vs. Zophar - not at the same time, of
course*
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"Dragons of
Lunar, I SUMMON THEE!!!"
The four colored beings
swooped in from the darkness between the worlds - then gasped
collectively at the sight in front of them.
Ruby in
particular was shocked. "Aw, crap! Not Zophar again! I thought
we did this already!"
"Ah, the little red dragon.
So, we meet again. You shall not be leaving unharmed this
time!"
Ghaleon stood his ground while the dragons
wheeled uncertainly.
"Dragons! Follow Lucia's commands!
I relinquish my command to her."
Nall laughed. "All
right! No more orders from him!"
The Dragons soared off
to Lucia's side and awaited her command.
Ghaleon,
meanwhile, turned to face the shapeless orb of terror that was
Vante.
"Vante Worm! My name is Ghaleon. You possessed
my companion, but you shall not find me as easy a target. I
will repay you for your multiple... kindnesses. I do not fear
you."
"You should. And my name is Vante, NOT Vante
Worm."
"Oh, but it fits you so well."
"All
right, Ghaleon. Let us see if you fight as well as you
boast."
The shapeless entity formed into the persona of
a dark warrior, complete with a sword that extended longer
than most lances. Ghaleon considered drawing his own blade,
but decided against it due to the length of Vante's
blade.
Vante made the first move, diving toward the
mage with his blade held in front. Ghaleon nimbly soared over
the dive with a magically-enhanced leap and hovered in the
air, chuckling. He retaliated with a bolt of lightning which
caught the dark being square on the nape of the neck. Vante
seemed unfazed, however. He spun his sword, creating a rift of
evil intent which spread from his position and threatened to
draw in everything in the immediate vicinity. Ghaleon dropped
to the ground, fired an explosive ball of magic onto the snow
before the rift and allowed the shockwave to throw him clear
of the rift.
"Very good, Ghaleon. I'm impressed. But
you will still lose eventually."
"I have only begun
to fight!"
And with that, Ghaleon drew his sword and
fired from it a magical ray of light. The ray pierced the
rift, sealing it with a blast that threw Vante spinning into
the sky.
The dark god laughed and focused his energy,
ultimately resolving into five identical, shapeless beings.
They all flew straight at the mage, faster than he had
anticipated. Ghaleon leaped out of the way, barely avoiding
the assault, but the five manifestations of Vante passed
through a magical echo of his presence. Soon, having read his
thoughts in this, they formed into shapes which Ghaleon
recognized, with a start, from his dream.
Nash, Mia,
Kyle, Jessica... and Alex.
Nall stared in shock at this
terrible mockery.
Ghaleon struggled not to submit to
his own uncertainty and self-doubt. No. Not now. I cannot
submit now. Vante laughed as the mage fought with his own
soul.
"All right, Ghaleon, now try and stop
me!"
The five eerie specters all attacked Ghaleon
in all-too-familiar ways. The Alex manifestation and the Kyle
manifestation attacked with their trademark blade arts as Mia
and Nash rained down fire, ice and lightning. Ghaleon
struggled under the onslaught but did not fall. He sent
magical attacks and sword slashes furiously into the foe and
watched triumphantly as the Alex manifestation fell to its
knees. Then the dark Jessica muttered a healing litany and
undid all the damage.
Ghaleon took a step back. I
almost won before. I can win now. Just... focus. They are
evil. They are everything you hate. Focus! He now turned
his attack to Jessica. Soon she had fallen, and he realized
with gratification that these "children" lacked any means of
healing. He turned his attention then to Mia, who fell even
more quickly, then Nash, Kyle and finally Alex.
He
breathed heavily. I... won...
"Nicely done,
Ghaleon. Now experience the true extent of my
power."
And then a shock ran through his entire
frame as he dropped to his knees. Lucia stared in horror as
Ghaleon stood up once more and raised his eyes. The scarlet
red irises were now vacant white, as were the
pupils.
Ghaleon had become Vante.
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Arts of War Team: Ghaleon (Crystal Sword),
Daigohji (Ronfar), Izlude (Izlude)
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