Post by Terra on Feb 2, 2011 19:07:47 GMT -5
The battle in the depths of Radiant Garden began to intensify greatly. Every single one of Terra’s attacks had hit its mark, but that was the bad thing. He had been designated as Priority Number One. With most of the support fire gone, Terra now could begin to focus on the tanks in the group, or at least he thought so.
He had completely forgotten about the Bookmasters that were sitting pretty on the outside of the battle, waiting for him to do just that. As a mass of lightning bolts found their mark, the armored keyblader was immediately reminded of just who exactly he should be focusing on. That combined with the punch from a Morning Star and a spinning tackle from another one. He would have shifted his focus back towards the shadow creature had Felix not made the save. His copy of Terra’s bowling technique send a Morning Star crash into the next one that was to attack him.
As he saw his clearing, he couldn’t help but notice that the other warrior had been injured and found himself clinging to the wall in an effort to raise his defenses. For the longest time, Terra had been taught to protect those who could not protect themselves, and, right now, Night fell in that category. He’d have to make the save AND find a way over to the mages who just couldn’t stop sending spells flying.
It didn’t take long for the darkness to find its way into every pore in Terra’s body. He needed to use the power of darkness once more to bring an end to darkness itself, and what better way than with his powerful Command Style. He felt his muscles except the power just as an alcoholic would accept an aged brandy. Surging with his newfound strength and agility, Terra sent his keyblade through the now-injured Heartless in a single wide slash as he began his run forward. He would make a combination out of this and he made sure to hit a couple more Morning Stars and a few Armored Knights with the drug of his power.
After about half a dozen slashes, attacking almost twice as many Heartless, Terra found himself at the brink of his Dark Impulse’s power. He sank into the shadows themselves and sped through the cave. He found himself below half a dozen of the Bookmasters before he finished the power of his Command Style. He burst through the ground with his fist attacking the enemies. Out from the tip of his fleshy hand emerged a massive black, blue, and red fist of epic proportions. That fist created a small shockwave of darkness as it slammed into the nearby shadow creatures. The finisher of this attack wouldn’t be able to reach any further than the hand full of enemies in the area, but those enemies would be faced with power of the highest degree. Terra would not lose command of this battle!
Cooldowns[/u]
Black Volley[/b] Now usable
Thunderbolt[/b] 1 post
Dark Impulse[/b] 2 posts
He had completely forgotten about the Bookmasters that were sitting pretty on the outside of the battle, waiting for him to do just that. As a mass of lightning bolts found their mark, the armored keyblader was immediately reminded of just who exactly he should be focusing on. That combined with the punch from a Morning Star and a spinning tackle from another one. He would have shifted his focus back towards the shadow creature had Felix not made the save. His copy of Terra’s bowling technique send a Morning Star crash into the next one that was to attack him.
As he saw his clearing, he couldn’t help but notice that the other warrior had been injured and found himself clinging to the wall in an effort to raise his defenses. For the longest time, Terra had been taught to protect those who could not protect themselves, and, right now, Night fell in that category. He’d have to make the save AND find a way over to the mages who just couldn’t stop sending spells flying.
It didn’t take long for the darkness to find its way into every pore in Terra’s body. He needed to use the power of darkness once more to bring an end to darkness itself, and what better way than with his powerful Command Style. He felt his muscles except the power just as an alcoholic would accept an aged brandy. Surging with his newfound strength and agility, Terra sent his keyblade through the now-injured Heartless in a single wide slash as he began his run forward. He would make a combination out of this and he made sure to hit a couple more Morning Stars and a few Armored Knights with the drug of his power.
After about half a dozen slashes, attacking almost twice as many Heartless, Terra found himself at the brink of his Dark Impulse’s power. He sank into the shadows themselves and sped through the cave. He found himself below half a dozen of the Bookmasters before he finished the power of his Command Style. He burst through the ground with his fist attacking the enemies. Out from the tip of his fleshy hand emerged a massive black, blue, and red fist of epic proportions. That fist created a small shockwave of darkness as it slammed into the nearby shadow creatures. The finisher of this attack wouldn’t be able to reach any further than the hand full of enemies in the area, but those enemies would be faced with power of the highest degree. Terra would not lose command of this battle!
Cooldowns[/u]
Black Volley[/b] Now usable
Thunderbolt[/b] 1 post
Dark Impulse[/b] 2 posts