Devil's Advocate V [Mod]

[Vice Ysal]

Vice was roaring, his hands clenching and unclenching on the packed ground beneath him. The soil, lingering between his fingers, moulded and clung to his digits as his screams echoed. Arondight, raising himself from his user, too was screaming. Unfurling his gigantic wings, the tears in the membrane becoming more and more visible as energy continued to both be gathered and dispersed in irregular intervals.

The biker didn't know what the hell was happening, as if there was an onslaught of power that he couldn't control. Blotches of black began appearing in his vision, and whatever he was seeing was changing from blindingly sharp to obscuring darkness. His head was pounding, calmness vanishing, and the sheer want to find an outlet for all of this becoming his priority. Anything would do, even a pathetic shadow would suffice. He just had to devour something and stop the pain.

[Erithania]

Hohoho.

Wholly Dangerous Hole Gigas

Skills
God Hand
Primal Force
High Counter
Makarakarn
Samarecarm

Null: Physical
Weakness: Magic

[Vice Ysal]

Something was here. Something was trying to turn him into their prey. Vice felt his face break into a malignant grin, his teeth dangerously glinting off malice as his eyes began to shift wildly around the place. He threw himself down to the floor, grunting ferally as he dashed forward. The Shadow met him with open arms as the biker stabbed his swords through its chest. Or at least that's what he was trying to do. When that didn't work, the asian had to deal with getting flung against the wall.

Not that it mattered much as Vice didn't even feel the pain. Snarling, his fingers making a cracking sound as he flexed them, Vice then called forth for his persona. There was no need to build up more energy when there was so much in abundance here. With a laugh, vile and twisted in its nature, the young man sent a Black Viper at the Gigas' way. The monstrous form simply took it all, laughing as it did so while launching another attack.

With respect to the opponent, no matter if it would turn to prey soon enough, Vice too took it to himself to take all the damage his body could soak as the ethereal fist smacked him back to concrete. This time, the human could feel the pain yet he was in too deep to care. The exchange continued, Black Viper, Black Viper and more of his Almighty attacks. The Gigas didn't fare any better, what with its Primal Force and God Hand attacks. For all the beaten and bloodied that Vice had become, he simply laughed at it.

So long as he was alive, he could be healed. So long as his body never broke, he could continue to fight.

And so with another manic attack, Vice unleashed the finishing attack in the battle with his opponent doing the same. Both fighters took to it with a smile, the Gigas vanishing as the pure energy disintegrated it while the biker lose feeling in his right arm as the mighty fist collided with it.

[Erithania]

Behold.



Victory.

[Vice Ysal]

Vice had woken up to his senses long after the black ichor had evaporated into red mist. His eyes, finally regaining the light, snapped shut when his brain suddenly processed the amount of pain he was in. Still, at least this was the kind of pain that he had long since gotten used to. It wouldn't take too long for him to get fixed up again.

It wasn't also in the level of having to deal with the splitting headache. He was used to hearing voices in his head, even if Arondight was as quiet as a rock he still talked to him from time to time. The other voice though, that was what was beginning to worry him. Even if it was a normal occurrence for the other users, he was slightly on guard about the fact that no one was talking about it.

Shaking his head, trying to rid himself of the plaguing thoughts, the biker then tried his best not to fuck up trying to get out of the place. broken arm or not, he was still strong enough to taken on most of the shadows here so long as they didn't swarm him.