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Several hellhounds rush through the streets chasing men, women, and children in every direction. One family of three ducks into a building. The father immediately barricaded the door. One of the hounds plows right through a window and flames seem to engulf the entire inside of the building as their screams fill the cool night air. Not a moment later and the three of them burst out into the streets, completely decked out with their own pumpkin heads! 

In a matter of minutes half the population in this area of town is transformed into pumpkin-headed monstrosities. Any remaining townsfolk are either chased into the next district or gradually transformed by the others. Azmodeus stands high above it all, cackling wildly and throwing random flaming pumpkins into some conveniently placed hay wagons throughout the streets. 

"Muahahahahah!"

Azmodeus let out another boisterous fit of laughter. He seemed rowdier this year than last! Slowly, the Gladiator District fell to the holiday demon and he moved onto the next district. Azmodeus leapt from the top of the Arena to another nearby structure. A moment later he was standing on the next building, and the next, and the next. It wasn't long and he was standing atop the Sunfire Tavern in the Entertainment District. 

The people of the Entertainment District seemed to be filled with disbelief as a flood of hellhounds and flaming imps crashed their party. Within a few moments the entire district was aflame, much like the Gladiator District before it. Azmodeus transformed every citizen he could hit with a pumpkin-head and slowly they all became seemingly maddened pumpkin-folk who ran around spreading fear and the pumpkin-head plague. 

"ALL of your tasty cakes will be mine, fools! Aaahahahahaha!"

+287 EXP 

Edited by Azmodeus

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Drake finishes his glass as the table is flipped out from in front of him. This guy, or thing really, had the showmanship of a battle down pack, a smile flashes acrossed his face as he realizes he is starting to get excited for the fight, the fun of it building.

"We were always going to fight, just wanted to know whose ass I am planning on kicking," Drake says this as his armor, black as the night, crawls acrossed his skin, just as the shards of Azmodeus's glass start tinging off the cie.

Drake drops his glass to the ground and stands up, crushing it beneath his feet. If this were earth and near a Jewish culture, Drake and Azmodeus's sharing of alcohol and then crushing of glass would be symbolic. He slides his right foot back, , the glass grinding between his foot and the stone beneath as takes a bladed stance. He takes a deep breath and let's go of his control of his energy, and a sudden pressure builds around him and he gains his own red and black aura. (Chaos Supremacy)

"Let's do this" 

(187 Words) 

 

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Surprisingly, or perhaps not surprisingly, Azmodeus seems mostly unaffected by Drake's special ability. His own red and black aura flares up and rolls over his body like a flame immolating the body of a witch being burned at the stake. The energy explodes around his body and fortifies him from Drake's own energies, interestingly enough. Just what was this guys deal? Using a combination of fire magic and chaos magic?? Who does that?

As Drake crushed the glass beneath his right foot, Azmodeus exploded in a fit of laughter.

"Mazel tov! Now you're gonna be -my- bitch! FOR ALL ETERNITY! ....IN HELL!!!" he added that last bit, dramatically and jokingly.

Surprisingly Azmodeus rather jokingly put two-and-two together and rolled with it. He was clearly acting very theatrical, yet still seemed serious. Was this guy REALLY a threat? Were all these people really transformed? Perhaps they were just paid actors.... or not. A lady ran screaming, tears streaming down her face... even a hint of snot pouring over her lips as she ran up to Drake, pleading for his aid. As another pumpkin-headed figure approached she was quickly chased away. If she was an actor, she was really selling it.

Only standing a table width away from the other man, Azmodeus quickly lunged forward in an attempt to grab Drake by his freshly armored shoulders. What was next? Who knew...

+227 EXP

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Her breathing was slow her mind blank as she moved silent step by silent step closer. She slipped around the corner of the building.   Heading towards the rear entrance where Arnie took his deliveries.   Wasn't hard to slip into the back and then behind the bar. 

Odessa got to see the last exchange between the demon and Drake.   The table flipped a glass shattered and strangly enough a earthly religious saying.   That had her blinking her eyes in confusion.   Though the sudden burst of energy from both combatants made her breath hitch quietly.

She waited in complete silence and barely moving even to breath.   Using the reflections of the two men on the glass bottles to know where they where at and waited for her moment to strike. She knew her presence wouldn't be concealed forever or her position given away by a stray attack maybe.   But she wasn't a warrior concerned with honor.  In a fight it was kill or be killed.  Doesn't matter if you square off and tell each other your names,  doesn't matter if they even get to see your face. All that matters is they die,  she lives and her friends are safe.

+ 191 EXP

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Drake is a little outmatched by the speed of Azmodeus’ quick lunge towards him. This was the gamble Drake made when he invited the demon-like thing to bridge the distance between them with no recourse. Drake begins moving to his right and quickly realizes that he will not be able to clear both of Azmodeus’ outreached hands. And so Drake does the only thing he really can, besides just letting himself just caught.

 

The second he realizes his, his irises begin to swirl, changing color to match the red and black of Chaos Energy. A quicked pulse of energy spills forward from his eyes, right towards the face of Azmodeus. This attack is half of the strength of Drake’s normal abilities, but it very precise and targeted at an area which may cause Azmodeus’ hand to react and allow Drake to escape the grapple and get some distance between them.

150 exp

(Raven Lineage - Quickened)

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The aroma of alcohol mixed with carved, lightly singed, pumpkin fills Drake's nose as Azmodeus lunged forward and grabbed him firmly by the shoulders. A moment later the strange demon-like being is shaking him around for no apparent reason. That's it, he's literally just wobbling the man back and forth wildly with a massive grin on his face. 

As Drake's eyes begin to swirl with chaos energy, Azmodeus seems to grin even more so. It's quite clear now, Azmodeus is also a chaos magic wielder. It's clear to Azmodeus that Drake is definitely charging up for something big. Time to move away...

Azmodeus continues shaking Drake around as the man powers up and suddenly releases him. An instant later and he POOFS away again, Nightcrawler style. He instantly reappears about ten yards away from the man ready to avoid whatever he's about to send his way.

"Show me what you got!!"

Azmodeus demands, throwing his arms into the air as if to make himself a target. He stands there, in the distance, thrusting and forming his arms across his body making a "X" motion several times... annoyingly even. He's very theatrical about it, in the most ridiculous way imaginable. 

"Aaaaahahahahahaha!!" 

At the same time a sudden gust of wind blows through town and catches his cloak. So while he's standing there in the distance, thrusting, making obscene gestures, etcetera.... his cloak is blowing wildly in the air behind him. 

+234 EXP

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This crazy ass demon was just violently shaking Drake like a child holding a doll.   The red and black energy surrounding both individuals was not like anything Odessa had personally experienced.  She would have to look into this form of energy that they wield it might give clues to who this demon is when he isn't here messing up Halloween.  Seeing how the demon poofs out of existence for a moment in a black puff of smoke only to see another puff of smoke start to appear a few feet away.  She crept down the bar to the other side closer to the main entrance and also now behind the demon while he makes his vulgar gestures.  Not that she was one to nay say his vulgarity.  Feeling the wind come through the open front door and blow his cloak about making the scene even more theatrical than it already was.  Mentally she just wanted to punch this guy in the throat to shut him up.

She sprang out from behind the end of the bar and rushed towards the demon as he continued to making the chopping X motion.  Her arms where tucked in beside her as she covered the distance literally as fast as she could thrusting her arms out at the last possible moment so that they would have the force and momentum of not just her running start but the spring like thrust of her arms added into the blow.  Both of her wrists start to spin clockwise as she thrust her arms making the extremely sharp cie blades act more like a drill. [1 round of Overclock used]

"How about this!"

+276

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Drake is fairly quick, but no match for Azmodeus. He braces for some impact and his eyes fly open when nothing comes. He looks at Azmodeus with a pure questioning look, as he has no clue how to take this guy. He is being shaken around like a rag doll with very little effort on Azmodeus' part, and then as suddenly as he was grappled, Azmodeus reappeared away from him, giving Drake the space needed for him to be more effective as a caster.

The distraction from the shaking lost the energy shot that he was attempting to focus out of his eyes, causing the swirl of energy to fade, but he is able to recover his focus fairly well. His right-hand raises up and a ring of energy swirls to life. It is about twice the size of his hand and very quickly gathering speed while shrinking. His hand just flexes and the energy pulses outwards from Azmodeus. This isn't an overwhelming attack, just a quick shot of energy, slightly stronger than the attack he used to get Azmodeus's attention. 

"It's hard for me to go full out when you are holding back too." Just as he finishes saying this, Odessa flashes into his vision. He doesn't know anything about the skill or style of fighting that she uses, but he has been around long enough that he can adapt as needed. Though, he will have to be a little more careful with his attacks, as he doesn't want to get her caught up in the cross fire. 


(256 EXP)

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In the middle of cackling wildly, Azmodeus takes the quick shot of energy from Drake with a grunt and immediately lifts his right hand into the air as the energy from the blast rolls around his body and dissipates.

A moment later his own fiery ball of chaos plasma forms above his palm. Without skipping a beat he chucks one of his own right back at Drake. It all happens in one graceful acceptance and return fire motion.... strangely enough.

As the newly formed basketball-sized orb rockets through the air, closing the gap between them, it seems to emit a terrifying scream! If one were to look closely enough, it appears to be a red and black flaming skull!! As if the skull itself was manifested purely of chaos energy!

After launching a counterattack at Drake, Odessa appears rather suddenly from the rear. She's coming at him with her cie-blades spinning like a drill! He's surprisingly quick, but not quick enough it seems. As he attempts to move out of the way Odessa's blades glance off his left side.

Odessa's blades slice right through his "costume" but rather uneventfully glance off an impossibly thin layer of armor protecting his skin! Just where the hell did a demon like this guy get armor like this!? He laughs again as he shifts further away from Odessa, sort of side-stepping her as she zips by him. 

"Smooth move, m'lady!" his voice echoed. That was a close one.

Azmodeus' pumpkin-head flared up again, flames shooting from his eye-holes. His body flared up brightly and he seemed to charge up for something new. Lifting both arms into the air above his head, the ground around him began to smolder and rupture. Three hellish imps suddenly climbed up from the ground and immediately headed after Odessa!

Azmodeus turned his attention back to Drake now, thinking his imps might keep Odessa busy enough for a moment... they did have some sharp claws afterall. He turned his attention back to see how his previous counter-attack had gone.

+338 EXP

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Drake smiles as the screaming pumpkin of Chaos energy races to him. He admires the control Azmodeus has over chaos energy, as he just reaches insides his shirt without moving out of the way of the attack. Inside his shirt, he pushes a button on his AID. A thin shielding of energy begins to coat his body.

 

This energy is transparent at first, but as the XV34 Shield within his AID begins to spins up, the energy gains a bluish haze until a solid blue shield is between Drake and the chaotic pumpkin of doom that was hurtling towards him. The XV34 Shield boots and has just enough time to overload it circuits, completely shielding Drake from the attack as it collides with the shielding around Drake.

 

The energy begins to crack and fade as the droid has to emergency shut down to protect its systems. It did its job, protecting Drake from the attack, and he isn’t too concerned about using this item too quickly as he now has Odessa in the battle with him. She will provide a solid physical presence for Drake.

 

Drake continues with his wide smile, staring straight into fiery eyes of Azmodeus, bringing his index finger to his lips, and says, “SSSHHHH”. He decides to try and shut down Azmodeus’ ability to cast spells with Silence.

 

+222 Exp

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As the drilling blades struck the side of the demon she knew she didn't get through the armor it was wearing underneath that silly costume.  However one thing she was now certain of is that it was made of metal and not some form of hide or plant fibers.  She could still work with this but first she was left a present to help keep her occupied in the form of several imps appearing.  She really was not well suited for taking on multiple combatants by herself but that isn't to say she didn't have a few tricks up her sleeves.

A very high pitched electrical buzz started to be heard as her Cie UPS/C started to condense the cie energy it was storing.  This was not something it could do continuously otherwise it would eventually burn out. [Capacity used once doubling her MP]  She was already starting to defend herself against the summoned imps.  Taking a more defensive posture and making sure that they seen her as the first threat to deal with by taking aggressive swipes at them though honestly only to keep them at bay for a little bit.   The high pitched squeal quickly left the normal range of human hearing.

"Hey Drake think you can handle the ugly one for a little bit?"

A short thick antenna popped out of the top of her Cie UPS/C.  A grin was on her face as she started to send out an amplified Cie Wave Transmission.  Keeping the distance to a minimum only a short 25 foot radius to keep Drake out of the affected area while hopefully still catching not just the imps but also Mr. Ugly inside of it as well.  As the energy is feed out into the air not as a direct attack but into the BTMs in this area over loading them with excess energy making them burn the fuel and super heat beings from the inside out.  She hoped that the imps would get taken out quickly by this little trick.

"Sorry boys, but you are to short to ride this ride."

She was hardly one to talk barely standing at over 5 feet while she mouthed off at the even smaller imps.  However really how often does the short girl get to make short jokes towards someone else!  She would never let this opportunity go to waste.

+395 EXP

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Suddenly finding himself lacking the will to chuck another magical pumpkin, Azmodeus instead removes a long, flaming, black sword from his side and points it a Drake. 

"Don't shush me little man!" he says in a loud, booming voice.

While temporarily unable to use his magic, he is a more than capable sword wielder and he's got absolutely no qualms with whipping out his big stick. Azmodeus suddenly rushes at Drake, closing the distance almost instantly. This guy is shockingly fast! Due to his sudden movement, he's now out of range of Odessa's 25 foot radius... though his imps are toast! -POP, POP, POP!!- Each of them seems to explode as they are microwaved by Odessa's device.

As Azmodeus reaches Drake, he rears back with his sword looking super angry and aggressive, but pauses ever-so-briefly... Instead of striking at Drake, he instead vomits green ectoplasm all over the man! The ectoplasm serves no purpose other than to be annoying and gross. If oozed, Drake would look a lot like a slime victim from Nickelodeon! Or perhaps Venkman!

The moment he releases the goo from his excessively wide pumpkin-mouth he begins chuckling again... throwing his head back and placing a hand across his belly with a boisterous laughter. He's still holding his sword firmly in the opposing hand though... ready to strike... maybe... if he can stop the laughter. This guy must have smoked something before his assault on the city... or maybe he's just crazy. Or perhaps it's all just for show... either way, he's really hoping to ooze Drake.... is this the second time??

+264 EXP

Edited by Azmodeus

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Drake's legs bend just ever so slightly, his muscles flexing and prepping for Azmodeus’ physical assault when he pulls his sword. He reaches out with his right hand and waves him forward, trying to taunt Azmodeus into attacking full force. A smile on his face, to help with the taunt.

“More fighting, less talking…”

Drake style of fighting is far better suited for this type of battle, being able to isolate a troublesome fighter into a 1 one 1 fight than even being a long-range pain in the ass. Drake’s plan of attack is always to react and put the opponent on his heels, though he needs them to be fully committed and on the offensive.

Drake braces the moment Azmodeus moves, as Drake is already very aware of the speed of his opponent. The same smile is still plastered on his face as Azmodeus rushes in for a monumental attack, waiting to use one of his aces. That is, until Drake notices the small hiccup in Azmodeus’ movements, and knows he has to get out of there.

His smile dissipates as his body blinks away, the instant before the slime hit his face. It is lucky that Drake fell victim to that attack the last time Azmodeus attacked and had an idea of the warning signs. He blinks back into existence right next to him. 

"YOU... ARE... AGGGGHHHH..." Drake screams

He says this as he swings his right leg around, trying to heel kick Azmodeus in the stomach. This would be a rather pathetic attack, as a wizard is never going to be at the forefront of physical damage. Being intelligent though, he aims for Azmodeus' solar plexus, where the pain would be felt more than the actual damage done. 

 

+292 EXP

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Odessa was grinning as the BTMs inside of the imps cooked them and they just went poof!   She was less afraid of these imps that he could summon now as easily as they popped like popcorn.   The small antenna shrank back into the Cie UPS/C turning off the Cie Wave Transmission.  The blades extending from her hands also seemed to shrink and then disappear.   Exposing her hands once more.  She started to call out and ask Drake what was taking him so long but she felt it was a better idea to make try and take advantage of the fact they are in the middle of a duel now.

She was aware that he had the ability to teleport about but wondered if someone had a hold of him if he would still be able to do such a trick or would both people teleport.  Knowing that her plan could also limit what Drake might be able to do as well without possibly hitting her as well  but in her opinion it was the best idea she had.  Once more the limiters in her limbs where suspended as she takes off across the room at a dead sprint only to leap into the air about 15 feet away from the now puking pumpkin demon.   Unable to see Drakes counter kick from her angle of attack.  As she flies through the air in the attempt to latch onto the back of this demon with one of her arms around his neck and both of her legs around his waist. [2 uses of Overclocked used]

+263

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Like a reflex, Azmodeus immediately hardens his stomach muscles and takes Drake's heel kick like a champ with only a quick step backward to brace himself for the impact. As Drake's heel kick connects with his armored abs, he takes his unarmed hand and quickly captures the man's leg. With his opposing hand, he brings the hilt of his blackened sword straight down toward Drake's rectus femoris leg muscle with a quick and sudden jolt. (Not sure if this will connect or not, but I've got to move on to Odessa.)

At that moment, Odessa leaps on his back! He chuckles and releases Drake at this point. He squats low, charging his leg muscles, and then with all his might he leaps straight into the night sky like a rocket taking off for orbit. They've been outside during this interaction. (Not sure if I was clear on that in the beginning, I assumed Drake had been sitting at an outdoor table.) Azmodeus launches straight up with incredible and surprising force. As they disappear into the night sky from the district's streets below, Azmodeus' laughter fills the night. Will Odessa hold on and go for a ride? It's going to be a long way down.

+202

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She latched onto Azmo like a monkey on his back.  A smile of satisfaction on her face for all of a moment before he crouches down and leaps straight up into the air.   All she could think of in that moment was she was riding a rocket man!  The wind was screaming in her ears yet she knew she had to not let go.  This was the best chance for her to really get at him with that fancy high tech armor that deflected her blades earlier.  Her one free hand opened up and the tips of her fingers extended five torch tips.   Once they locked into place her hand contorted into a odd shape lining all five of these torches up so that they would hit in one spot.  They flared  to life as she pushed her Cie energy into them and then attempted to press the Cie Cutter into Azmo's back.

"Say hello to my little friend!"

She had to scream to even hear the words coming out of her own mouth.  She had closed her eyes out  of fear yet refused to back down on her attack.  The strong wind pushing at her body thankfully for her she can lock her limbs and not have to worry to much about her grip slipping from sweat or fingers getting cold.

+222 EXP

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Drake should have expected the outcome, especially when attacking a person who is much more adept in physical combat. The retaliation attack by Azmodeus solidly connects against the armor of his leg. Luckily for Drake, Azmodeus didn't seem to attack with full force and his armor absorbs a small portion of the force of the attack. Azmodeus let's go of Drake's leg and a sharp pain shoots up his body as the foot hits the ground, bearing weight. He clenches his teeth and a groan escapes.

When the two of them launch up into the air, he allows his leg to buckle, bring him to the ground. He takes a moment to look down at his leg, the liquid cie fixinrg cracks that the blow caused.  He would probably be limping from the contusion until the sun came up and he was able to regenerate the damage. With the lesson learned and his pain controllable,He then looks up, waiting for a sign from the two of them. His aura burning brightly around his body, the energy within him swelling up, surpassing his normal limits as he waits for the right moment to attack, hopefully without hitting Odessa. 

 

+ 197 Exp

 

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With Odessa attempting to break into his armor, Azmodeus swivels his head around to look at her as they continue upwards into the sky. Slowly they reach the peak of their ascent, somewhere above the clouds over Elyndaar City. Planet Lunaris can be seen in all its splendor from this point of view. It's breathtaking.

As Azmodeus' head turns to look directly at Odessa, something strange happens. His eyes flare up and his mouth opens to unleash all sorts of horribly menacing odors and noises all at once. Flashes of terrifying visions roll through the young woman's mind as this occurs.

Beyond the visions, it sounds as if the collective screams and cries of thousands of lost souls were all crying out in agony at once... as if he'd opened a rift to Hell in his mouth and he's projecting it all straight into Odessa's face and point blank range! (Scare Tactics)

This ability is normally more than enough to scare the pants off of just about anyone and will hopefully get the woman to loosen or release her grip in a sudden fit of terror. The two of them now begin their descent back to the city below... falling through the sky rather quickly!

+203

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The scare tactic was effective in many ways.  The horrible screams in her head defended her own mind.  Terror seized control of her mind.  Her eyes where already closed as she was actually already terrified being on his back and so far up in the sky.   Tears rolled down her face.  Her face contorted in a gruesome scream but no voice escaped her throat.  The Cie cutter pressed to his back started to flicker as her mind could no longer control the flow of energy correctly.  The terror consuming her mind so completely that she forgot where she was, who she was clinging onto currently.  Her arms and legs clenched up as she held onto him with a literal death grip.  Her arms and legs wrapped and squeezing so tightly she was actually hurting herself.  And if this wasn't enough of a shameful sight for the brave warrior Azmo might register that his back is significantly warmer and wet.  Until the effects of the scare tactics wore off she was helpless to consciously act or defend.

 

+176

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Azmodeus' body suddenly and very unnaturally contorts to match his head, which is facing Odessa. WTF moment of the day. He's now falling back the city streets below, peeling Odessa away from his body like removing a terrified cat from a tree. The two of them plummet through the night sky quickly... 250 feet...  175 feet.... 100 feet... 50 feet... and Azmodeus suddenly shoves Odessa away from him, sending her falling toward a large conveniently placed haystack which resides very near the tavern.

At the same time, Azmodeus reconfigures his body back to normal and lands right in front of Drake, kneeling. He rises and throws his arms into the air once again, summoning up another trio of imps! The imps climb up through some temporary fissures in the ground and the aroma of hellfire and brimstone wafts through the air again as they appear. Each of them quickly focus their attention on Drake.

+154

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Drake watches them as they fall through the sky. With the two of them that close, it is impossible for Drake to take a shot without the chance of hurting Odessa, and so he just watches. He notices fairly quickly that there is something wrong with Odessa as she plummets out of control, luckily into a stack of hay. This makes his flashback to the last attack from Azmodeus. Drake got hurled into his own conveniently placed haystack in that fight too, another oddity from this warrior.

He is completely pulled from his memory at the site of Azmodeus landing in front of him in an Iron Man like pose. He steps back with his right foot, bracing to attack, but has to dodge as the imps tear after him, claws readied. The first goes towards his face which he ducks under and another grazes his leg with his claws. The third jump onto Drake's back and begins slashing at his armor with everything it has. 

Drake huddles down from the attacks, a thin coat of chaotic energy quickly covers his entire body. It covers his body in between attacks from the third imp, and the next strike ignites the energy. It expands quickly in all directions from Drake in a small 10-foot dome, consuming everything that can't get away fast enough. This is very similar to his Chaos Overload ability, but without the extra oomph that puts Drake out for a turn and would have caused significant damage to the city. 

 

+249 exp

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She landed hard into the haystack.  Unable to consciously take action as her mind is still reeling from the horror that went through her mind.  She laid limp in the mess that was a haystack before it exploded to cushion her fall.

She suddenly sat straight up like Undertaker though she was far from silent.  The scream that had been lodged in her throat suddenly and violently released.  Her body started to thrash violently until the last of the terror subsided.  She was covered in a cold sweat, panting hard, and realizing that she had soiled herself due to whatever he just did to her.

No time to deal with that humiliation she started to start up on shaky legs.  Looking around to get her bearings.  She seen Drake under attack by three more imps.  Quietly cursing to herself wondering just how many of these things he could summon.  She was having a hard time shaking the full effects of the terror, she decided hand to hand wasn't a good choice against this guy.

"Drake!, you ok?"

Panting hard as she tapped her left thigh.  Removing a set of shurikens.  Six placed in her left palm as she started to rapid fire one at each of the imps, leaving her three more if needed.

+214 exp

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Between Drake's energy and Odessa's assault the imps quickly fall, again. Each of them was struck and literally went up in a puff of smoke, gone in an instant! One strike equaled one dead imp, simple enough. 

Azmodeus on the other hand observed from a distance. He noticed his corrupted citizens were beginning to die down. His Hellhounds had all scampered away, and all the remaining imps were gone. Some of them killed by townsfolk with pitchforks! 

He scoffed, frustrated. Once again these fighters had shown up and distracted him long enough for the city to reorder itself. His chaos was gradually falling back into order! He furiously shook his fist and the two of them as they dispatched his imps. He'd taken some damage from the battle, but still had a lot of fight left in him. But his companions and followers were all slowly fading away.

"Once again you've bested me!" he said, rhyming a bit with his speech, "My energy wanes, so I must flee!" He threw his hand in the air and a portal back to what appeared to be the very belly of Hell tore open behind him.

Azmodeus growled and grunted, frustrated, and he begrudgingly leaped back to wherever he'd come from... fleeing again for perhaps another year.

As the portal sealed shut behind him an enormous bag of what sounded an awful lot like golden coins clanked to the ground with a thunk... strange, why would he leave gold behind?

As Drake and Odessa would likely soon discover, there was quite a lot of money to be split between the two of them. Weird... just weird.

...and that was that, Azmodeus disappeared, again.

+260

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Krauser suddenly came running up the street from the first district affected by Azmodeus' mayhem. He rushed up to Drake and Odessa, both of them looked a little roughed up, but not that bad....

"What in the HELL happened here?!" he asked, throwing his hands into the air and glancing between each of the sketchy looking areas around them. There were tables overturned, fires still blazing, broken and busted barrels, and some of the infrastructure was still on fire, although barely. Several security drones flew in and began to put out the fires.

"It looks like a war took place here, are you two okay?" he was clearly very concerned. "I'm sorry I couldn't get here in time to help with whatever happened... this is just terrible." He looked around, oddly enough there wasn't a single citizen nearby.

There were no dead imps, no dead hellhounds, just a shitload of smashed pumpkins and one hell of a mess... but surely enough, the city drones were taking care of it surprisingly fast. At that point he noticed a large leather pouch laying on the street.

"What's this?" he asked, stepping over to pick it up... The pouch was HEAVY with gold coins. He peered inside and his brow raised visibly. "Daaaamn..." he said, looking over the coins. 

"You two fought off that demon, right? You should definitely split these between the two of you!" He tossed the satchel to Odessa... probably 50,000 gold to be split between them.

+248 EXP

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The imps vanished after being struck once each. She , was thankful for that.  Her whole body felt weak and shaky.  But slowly she was regaining her composure.  The stress of the fight not to mention the stress of the horrible things she saw and heard had done a number on her.  Her stomach was growling as if she hadn't eaten in a week.

She stared down at Azmo.  Watching him closely while he took in the sights and realized his chaos was once again short lived.  He vanished in a puff of smoke yet curiously a large bag of gold was left behind. She walked over to drake slowly.

 

"You gonna make it?"

 

Though as she looks him over he doesn't look to worse for wear.  She couldn't wait a moment longer.  She pulled out her void storage cube and removed a vacuum sealed turkey dinner getting close to its best used by date.  She started to scarf down the Tulvarian Turkey Dinner.

 

+ 165 exp, last year's thanksgiving dinner used x3 exp and gold awarded for this RP

 

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