SoC: Through the flames

Points for Ares~
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Not every soldier comes home in glory.

And sometimes the lucky ones could be the ones who don't come home at all.
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The pain that went through his knee shot up and down his leg, spreading like a lightning bolt before numbing the area around his knee. Summoning shadows to hold it into place, he still couldn't ignore the faint sound of bones cracking. He couldn't stop his motions as he picked up the speed despite the fact that every single movement in his legs made the pain shoot up again. His blade whipped at Azre's shadows as he closed in at a quick pace, finally pushing him against the wall and pinning him with his shadows. He could only watch powerlessly as his weapon-wielding hand rose, the blade brushing against his nephew's cheek before trailing down to his neck. Panic rose in his chest as he refused the situation, rejecting the idea of spilling his own family's blood. He could not do this. Not to anyone who had shared secrets with him. But more importantly. Not to Azre. Yet his body kept moving at that disgusting, slow pace -- as if he was taking his time and actually enjoying it -- and his wrist slowly twisted...

The smaller drow really wasn't made for sword combat and he painfully realized this as he was slowly driven back towards the wall. His skin and clothes kept getting sliced by the razor sharp blade and shadows. He could only keep most of them from seriously harming him, but his own blood was quickly starting to stain his black skin a dark red hue. Just when he was about ready to slip out of combat for a breather Rashad's blade swung centimeters away from hi eyes as he leaned back to avoid it. When he straightened again he was surprised by Rashad's shadows spiking out and slamming him the rest of the distance to the wall. The breath was once again knocked out of him and he felt the shadows pierce through his skin in numerous places and a silent prayer of gratitude to his grandpa temporarily filled Azre's head as he checked and felt that at least none of his arteries had been damaged. That blasted Devil's Luck that ran in the family did come in handy, even though it wasn't near as prominent as they'd heard their dear old grandpa's was. Coughing an gasping a little, having had no air to scream as he was skewered and being grateful for that as well (for Rashad didn't need to hear that), Azre took a few seconds to notice the blade tracing his exposed neck even as more blood dripped from his cheek onto the silver blade. With all the shadows protecting Kein, defending the others, keeping the ones pinning him from crushing him, Azre didn't have anymore to grab the blade at his throat. At least, not on their own. Wrapping a coil of shadow around his hand Azre jerkily dragged his hand away from the wall, ignoring how the shadow that was pierce through his arm tore more flesh muscle, and wrapped his fingers around the blade. He didn't have the strength to shove it away, but for now at least Rashad wouldn't be able to use it to skewer him. Part of him was regretting having not taken his chance earlier and taken Rashad out. As much as he didn't want to potentially kill his uncle, the man that was more like a father to him than anyone else, it wasn't fair to force Rashad to be the one to loose his family member. Azre had no air to speak, but his mouth set into a firm, flat line even as something else added to the blood on his face. Something he didn't show very often, and something he couldn't hold back as he slowly, jerkingly stretched his other hand towards Rashad's neck, a tiny blade of shadow stretched out from his palm. They were at a stale mate now, and unless someone interfered, one of them was going down.
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Gritting his teeth as his shadows were shattered Azre barely caught Mavis' sword with shadow gloved hands before it drove through his neck. Unfortunately that left him wide open for the monster's tail and it stabbed right through his leg, causing him to give a muffled scream behind a clenched jaw as that leg buckled and dropped him to the floor. His eyes stung with more tears as the acid burned his leg and prevented him from wrapping more shadows around it to stifle the bleeding since that would keep the acid in to erode more of his flesh. His strength against Mavis wasn't holding from this angle lower than her, and as Traize yanked her feet out from under her Azre quickly dodged to the side and rolled a few times. It was a pain to move with all the damage he'd taken, and the rolling had made his vision swim too much to be able to immediately stand up again. But he shoved himself to his feet anyways and half limped half ran towards the others. He was grateful that Ira had protected the others since he'd been a little more than distracted. Skidding to a stop next to Kel, Azre's hands hovered over him uncertainly. He didn't know exactly what was wrong, and with the amount of heat still radiating from him the drow wasn't sure if putting pressure on his ribs would be a good idea or not. Maybe he should go after the monsters, but he wasn't stupid enough to think he'd stand a chance against them in his state and dammit Kel needed more than a little help right now. "Kel? You still with me?" Azre asked, voice sounding more scratchy than broken glass considering how many times he'd been smacking in the ribs. His lungs burned just about as much as his leg did.
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Slowly running forward, Azre skid to a stop and barely managed to not get caught by Kerato's body slam into Ira. Looking down at the coils of rope as they wrapped around him Azre only had a few seconds to think 'Oh shit' before he was yanked from the ground. The lightning ripping through his body earned the first real scream from him in a long time and as his body was flung against the wall the brick cracked and Azre's voice cut off with a cough of blood. He felt a couple ribs crack and he knew he most definitely had a concussion, but that was all he could think before the shadows that had claimed Rashad wrapped around his consciousness as well as his body collapsed limply on the ground. His shadows that had been protecting Kein and Rashad whisped away with their owner's thoughts vanishing, and the fact none of them made one last attack on Traize was response enough to his unspoken thoughts. 'No hard feelings from this out cold teenager.'
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Litrai had every intention of dealing with Emiris' hands -- once they had gotten a reasonable distance away from the disintegrating building. Who knew what in there might suddenly erupt and send scalding debris hurtling towards them. He delicately picked up Azre ( and yes, he could technically have picked up Rashad as well, but NO he was not actually practiced enough to function a second pair of arms as well as his first pair, and he certainly couldn't shift them out fast enough to keep up with the group without rupturing an organ) and joined the crowd their group made.
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Ehhhhh yeah, had this image stuck in my head ever since we finished Neo's hosted RP |D (Which is where most of the above excerpts are from.)
That was one heck of an intensely fun RP. >u<b many props to Neo even though most of our characters ended up severely traumatized somehow at one point. XD

For those who don't know at one point in the RP they met a monster that was able to control 2 people at a time like puppets (with the permission of the artist of course >uo) which allowed for people to fight each other when they normally wouldn't. Which was fun but it also meant a loooot of characters really got beat up.
Pretty much everyone in that group ended up getting controlled, but Rashad and Kel were the first two which led to Azre and Rashad dueling each other pretty much to the death. Throughout the whole fight Azre got something like 5 major injuries ending with him out cold and Litrai being a dear and carrying him back to the HQ. . . . after some of the others burned down the mansion. XD Little pyros.

Also wanted to draw this to try new things, mainly the poses and the fire background. Never done them before, and the back light was good practice. =u=b
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