Crimson Drop (Mod)

[Akira Nakajima]

Akira was, again, at the Descent. The battles were challenging. The experience was good. The more he pushed himself, the stronger he'd become. The stronger he became, the better he could perform in the event of another massive Shadow appearing. The last occurrence was an event that they got through purely out of luck. He wouldn't allow it to go on like that this time. He needed to become stronger and more capable. What he had, even though it was more than he had against the Grim Squeaker, was still not enough. No, there were entire expanses still beyond his reach, new peaks he could climb to. Until he was at his absolute best- until he had absolutely no doubts that he had obtained power as close to perfection as he could achieve- he would not let it rest.

He was one of many, sure, but every one had a place in the many. Regardless of whether or not he was in a position to lead others during those events, he could at least do his best and let that serve as an example. To lead by example was, in his opinion, the only way to lead.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

A spooky Shadow appeared!

Armless Jotun

• Gigantic Fist
• Makarakarn
• Heat Riser

Absorb: Repel: Pierce Null: Rs: Wk: Fire

[Akira Nakajima]

As the boy proceeded further into the Descent, he found himself coming on a Shadow that wasn't paying too much attention to its surroundings. Bad for it, good for him. With a slight smile, the boy drew out his evoker and summoned Alma Elma as quietly as he could. The Shadow was very similar to one of the couple that ambushed Luka and him. Well, he doubted Shadows had families. That, and they were really more on the level of animals in most cases. So, while it might have been silly to register this Shadow as a particular annoyance, remembering that event did make him want to kill it all the more.

Knowing that fire would not hurt him, even if it happened to be repelled back at him, he figured it was a good idea to test what worked in the safest way possible. Silently ordering for an Agilao, the boy watched and readied his scissors as the succubus flew in and dropped a blast of fire on the Shadow, like an attack plane. The flames burned harshly. Seemed to be super effective, he thought. The Shadow responded by raising a barrier. Going by the color, magic was no good until it took another action. While he could have just canceled it out using another Agilao, it would have wasted time. So, charging in, the boy twirled and sliced across the front of the Shadow twice. With that, the Shadow rocked awkwardly, seeming to be in bad shape. It responded to the new attack by trying to. . . headbutt him with his gigantic head.

It was different from a punch, sure, but that was just a little. . . stupid.

Sidestepping the awkward attack, the boy raised his arm and awaited the signs of the barrier fading. Once that occurred, he dropped his arm. Like the judgment of the gods, fire immediately dropped from above, burning the Shadow once more. The rocking horse fetishist awkward regained its. . . footing? It then seemed to buff itself. The energy it gave off was extreme. It was like his Rakukaja, but far more. . . comprehensive, he guessed? It was a sign of potential he could unlock within himself in the future, as well. That was good. Rather than angry, annoyed, or even afraid, the boy found himself pleased. For the most part, Shadows and Users seemed to have similar abilities. That meant that, with the proper attention, he could potentially develop his skills to the point that he could mimic that ability! Half-grateful to the Shadow for the new knowledge, the boy shook his head and waved his hand dismissively.

”End it, Alma Elma. Agilao!”

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

Success!

You defeated the enemy!
You also found: Medical Powder

[Akira Nakajima]

It seemed that the battle was over. The figure burned to the Shadow-equivalent of ash before finally fading. Nothing was around to be looted- not that was worthwhile, anyway- but the boy had come out of the battle richer in knowledge, and that, by itself, was enough to bestow upon him a wonderful mood. He could still grow more powerful, become more capable, and assist his allies even further when the time came. That kind of knowledge was enough to fire up his spirit further. With even more confidence than he had upon entering, the boy strolled forward. There were still more Shadows to learn from and subsequently destroy. Like hell he was done for the day.