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The demon pulled the cloak even tighter around him with one hand while the other pulled down the hood in order to keep his identity hidden from the citizens and guardsmen of the Arcadian Empire. He wasn't sure how they'd respond to his presence, while they weren't at war with Galbadia they certainly weren't a friendly nation with, well any of the countries outside of the Ivalice region. The demon stopped for a moment and glanced up towards Nalbina Fortress, it was an imposing sight to behold especially since for the demon it was one of the features of this instance of Gaia that wasn't on the old Gaia but looking at the land of Ivalice, or at least the parts of it between the edge of the black territory and Nalbina Fortress which the demon had traversed simply in the name of research, he felt that the fact that he couldn't allow himself to know little to nothing about this new and strange region had a sound reason to it. He could still see signs of war even though he had barely encountered any settlements on his journey here.
With a hidden smirk the demon realises his folly, he was about to try and walk into a fortress without being identified while also being heavily armed. Just a quick glance towards the gates of the fortress revealed that it was a place of heavy security which probably had something to do with the signs of war he had witnessed on his way here.
"Not much I can do now really"
He said to himself, he knew he was lying to himself he could easily open up a portal back home and drop off his weaponry before he tried to enter and then once inside simply open up a new portal back to home and grab the weapons, although he was tempted to open up a portal and just grab Fortuna and Scion just incase but he decided against it and continues to walk towards the heavily guarded entrance as if he was just a standard wandering mercenary.
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Post by FF:JE Manager on Dec 10, 2012 22:10:30 GMT
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"Halt demon! Stop right where you are!"
His eyes burned a firey rage. A rage that only stemmed from a horrific past experience. His gruff voice matched his hardened rough exterior, a face worn down by the criminals and hardships life had thrown at him. He lifted his right hand and pointed directly to you.
"State your name and business here at Nalbina Fortress!"
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The demon slowly raises his hands as he notices the guns, a lot of guns in fact, smiling slightly as he slowly turns his head to attempt to count each barrel pointing at him while he answered the man, obviously a member of the city guard.
"I'm just here to find a place to rest for a while and restock my supplies."
With the business question answered, with some grain of truth the demon considers the wisdom of giving out his name. He was after all a famous general of galbadia, it was partly why he had chosen to wear a cloak and hood, traversing a large open set of plains and deserts where the other reasons.
"As for my name, its"
There was a slight pause as he makes his choice, it was unoticable to the demon himself, but he states a name in a clear voice.
"Grimiore"
He had chosen to give his actual surname but was neglecting to state his first name, seeing as they recognised him as a demon even with the hood up he figured they would just assume that his name was just as strange as demons could be.
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Post by FF:JE Manager on Dec 14, 2012 20:26:12 GMT
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"Open the gate but keep your weapons on him. I will meet you at the gate Grimoire but don't you dare take a step further inside."
His tone and indeed his voice had lowered from a vicious shout to just a shout. His whole posture seemed to have defeat written all over it as he slinked away from the wall to meet you at the gate to Nalbina Fortress. It seemed to be keeping true to its name, the walls stretched high and those guarding the fortress were making sure no one without authority got past the gates. The higher ranking soldier was now at the gates just after they had been raised to allow him to meet you face to face on level ground. He strutted over but kept one hand near to his one handed gun which was holstered at his right side.
"Generally I don't like to tar people...different races with the same brush but we have had a spate of Lucavi attacks. Gotta be extra careful these days. Go about your business but don't bring attention to yourself."
{This is your one and only chance in this thread to buy any new equipment, items etc. and to explore the business district.}
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The demon slowly lowers his hands down to his side before he starts to move towards the gate keeping his hands at his sides but plainly visible, he knew he could easily take their attacks with ease however he didn't want to or need to be cuasing any trouble here such things would probably backlash into other parts of his life.
As the demon got closer to the fortress gates he couldn't help but look at the actual walls of this fortress, they were impressive to be hold, nothing like Contego's walls had been like but still a formidable barrier to try and break through however his attention was dragged towards the sight of the man, a tired and haggered look to him. As the soldier talks to the demon he listens crossing his arms infront of his chest, the term Lucavi he had to remind himself was the Gaian name for Demon, where it originally came from was unknown to him but he had heard it many times both on this gaia and the old gaia.
"So you are being attacked by other demons? Is it a group of demons or just one powerful one?"
The demon asks as he takes a step to move past the soldier and glances down the main street leading from the gates before he turns his gaze back to the soldier.
"Becuase either way I might be able to help deal with the issue, that seems to, no offense, be driving you and your men ragged."
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Post by FF:JE Manager on Dec 25, 2012 20:57:41 GMT
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"Well...no offense to you but I don't think you can handle whatever is stirring up these Lucavi attacks. My advice get what you need and get out."
He kept his gaze straight ahead and even as he walked away from you he didn't look back....he just disappeared into the crowd. Once you were fully inside Nalbina Fortress the gate slammed shut cutting you off from the outside world for the time being. Life inside seemed to carry on as normal, aside from some rubble around there wasn't any way to tell that this place had been victim to Lucavi attacks. Trust a few bad apples to give Lucavi a bad name. From a dark side alley stood a female form in a long black cloak with gold trimming, her slender hands moved up to the hood and she slowly pulled it down. Her long bountiful hair bounced onto her shoulders and it was then her eyes met yours. With a smirk she rested her right side against the wall.
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The demon feels insulted by the mans assurance that he could not handle the source of the demonic attacks but he bit his lip and let the man return to his post unmolested, he was worn out enough and the demon didn't feel the need to defend his ego against a worn and weary man.
The demon lets out a short sigh as he glances around before his eyes were attracted to a ornate and slightly tacky looking robe, however he was taken back by the woman who revealled herself to him. His jaw drops open before she greets him, however hearing his name snaps him out of the shock of seeing her. The demon growls and moves over to her in the alleyway.
"Honestly, I should of just worn a neon sign advertising who and what I am. Useless bloody robe."
The demon says, his words half complaint and disappointment. Yeah maybe a robe wasn't the most indescript outfit to wear but he had thought that at least obscuring his face would of hidden his identity, his complaint off of his chest he sighs again and looks at her, a woman he was pretty sure had been killed, a woman he depised in the old world.
"So are you part cockroach or am I hallucinating from the desert sun? Actually if its the second don't tell me becuase if thats the case I must of gone crazy a few miles back."
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"You look like you have just seen a ghost...hahaha."
Yeah haha. Her face suddenly turned serious as she looked back to you after throwing her had back laughing at her own remark. Persephone dropped her arms to her side and pushed herself off from the wall she was resting against. For a moment you thought you could see her eyes flicker with a hint of hate and maliciousness.
"Our world brought many of us forward. Until 'we' have a better understanding of this..Gaia we remain hidden. My appearance is...merely a message."
Walking towards you she would swing her hips from side to side over exaggerating her womanly features, she kept her eyes on you as she approached you. Only a few inches from your face she smirked once more as she looked up to you.
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The demon sighs, her words full of contempt and arrogance, how she had survived he didn't know but he sincerely doubted that a ghost would have such arrogance to her words. The demon replies to her words, her so called 'message', a tone of hatred in his voice as he looks down at her.
"Ghosts should remain in the grave, especially ones like you they do nothing for the living. As for the message let me return the favour, I don't care who is watching me if any of you get in my way I shall do everything i can to remove you from the face of this Gaia, so go and fine places to settle down, use this second chance you've gained to have a quiet life."
The demon then steps aside and crosses his arms infront of his chest before he looks out of the alleyway and across the street.
"Or not, as long as you don't interfer with me I don't care now is this all you came to say or do you happen to be trying to pull the strings of whatever is going on here?"
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Post by FF:JE Manager on Jan 19, 2013 17:11:27 GMT
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"What lies beneath this place isn't something to be taken lightly. I doubt you could even face such a creature."
Persephone began to walk past you brushing against you lightly before stopping a few inches behind you, she dropped her arms by her side as a dark cloaked male walked up to her side. He kept his back to you while Persephone glanced to you one last time before starting to walk away once more.
"I'm sure we will meet again, well actually I know we will. Maybe you should give the prisons a look over, you may as well get acquainted with what will be your tomb."
credit to ZETTA of LS & BTN[/style][style=color: #c1c291; font-family: georgia; font-size: 26px; font-weight: italic; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: 10px; ]Which Side Will You Choose?[/style]
The demon glances at the robed man to catch a glance of him before he waves off Persephone with a dismissive gesture one would give to a maid as he turns to move towards what he could only assume was the prisons, as a big place like this it would probably be under the castle. He does however utter some final words to Persephone, his tone full of his hatred and dislike for her.
"Ah so thats how cockroaches survive then, they don't challenge the unknown? Well, scurry off back under your rock then becuase I've got better things to deal with then."
With that he takes a step towards the large castle structure that was the focal point of this settlement, while his mind started to ponder what this creature could be that rested in this place, he only guessed that the creature that she had just spoken of and the source of the troubles here where the same thing. The demon smiled faintly feeling slightly refreshed now that he had an aim to strive for here in Nalbina Fortress.
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Post by FF:JE Manager on Jan 30, 2013 20:25:40 GMT
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"Death...summon creature....big teeth aaargh don't let it get me!"
"He's stark raving mad! There is nothing like that down in the prison....better get him to a medic quick."
One of the men holding him was obviously talking to the rest but everyone heard it, how could you not? Whichever way you looked at it there was certainly something down in the prison...human or not you couldn't really make an informed decision. It was enough to petrify and potentially kill a man....well...what are you waiting for? A prison needs exploring.
{Find a way into the prisons undetected, you can go as far in or not as you want. The end result will be the same }
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Belzera turns to look at the scene as the group were ferrying away an seriously injured soldier who was babbling what would seem to most as the ravings of a mad man, however the greeting he had gotten from the city guards as well as Persephones words validated this mans garbled babblings and as the group passed the demon looked at where they had come from, seeing a heavily armed door shutting which was probably where they had come from the demon knew where abouts he had to go sadly he didn't get a good enough look through the shutting doors for him to simply be able to open up a portal and slip inside.
The crowd starts to disperse now that the spectacle had passed and the demon moved along with a large crowd as he thought about how best to get into the prisons, all he needed was to be able to see inside for him to get in but getting close enough to see inside was going to be an issue, especailly if he heeded the words of warning about cuasing a scene. He chuckles slightly as he continues to follow the flow of people down the street, unnerving a few people around him as he thinks of needing a little bit of luck.
"Should of brought them"
The demon mutters to himself as he notices an inn at the side of the road he moved onto which he starts to move towards looking up at the sign for a moment he looks around seeing a few narrow alleyways he enters the inn and moves over to the counter pulling out a small amount of Gil which he places onto the counter and smiles at the keep.
"A room please"
The demon speaks, warmly to the innkeeper trying to alivate his discomfort at being approached by a demon and after a moment of silence the demon places more Gil down onto the counter with another smile. The innkeeper quickly looks at the gil and then up at Belzera before taking the money and motioning for a innworker to show him to his room. The demon bows slightly to the innkeeper before he follows the worker to a room upstairs and enters it thanking the worker before he closes the door and takes off his cloak hanging it on the back of the closed door and then heads towards the window leaning on the windowsill, looking out across the street towards the fortress he smiles.
"I wonder..."
The demon mutters to himself as he moves to sit on the bed, resting his arms on his knees while leaning forward slightly staring at the floor in thought. He could in theory open up a series of portals from here until he found a visible opening into the prisons, after all he knew that his only limits to his portals was the fact that he either had to have seen a location or been to a location to open a portal there and he could easily just open up a portal in a place he had already seened in order to scout around its not like his portals could be spotted if didn't wish them to be, yet simply going in under equipped was a bad idea.
Minutes pass with the demon's thoughts flying around his mind forming a plan of attack before he lifts up his left hand and with one finger out, as if he was pointing to something he starts to open a portal, his finger seemingly sliding into nothingness before he traces a large circle in the air opening up a portal into the room he claimed as his own in the black fortress where Fortuna and Scion where left to relax. The demon whistles sharply to attract the attention of the two sprites that where laid on his bed, the emerald haired Fortuna and the golden haired Scion both look to the portal the demon had opened and with what seemed to be a joint sigh they both moved through into the inn room joining the demon who then closes the portal to the black fortress.
"There is something here and I want to be fully prepared for it"
The demon explains as the two sprites stand on the floor infront of him, both glaring at him with un amused expressions across their faces. Expressions which the demon ignores as he stands up and opens up another portal this time infront of the large doors the men had come out of earlier. The demon uses the portal as a window, looking out through it to look for any way in before deciding on the best course of action.
"It'd be better to try and go in through the inner courtyard right?"
Fortuna speaks up after a few moments of the demon trying to figure out a good way in, making the demon smile faintly at the suggestion before he nods in consent quickly opening up another portal up near the top of the inner castle walls allowing him a good view into the inner courtyard and allowing him to slowly explore the courtyard walls, following the movement of guards as well as looking for heavily armed locations. The demon finally discovers the entrance to the prisons themselves after an hour of using the portals to spy out an entrance and shortly after he finds a barred grate into the floor that seems to lead into the prisons.
"Finally"
The demon mutters with a hint of tiredness to him, he then steps back and quickly opens up a large portal into the prisons and grabbing his cloak he steps through into the prison with Scion and Fortuna in his hands, closing hte portal behind him and leaving him in a fairly dark chamber only lit up by the faint light coming in through the barred grate at the back of the room and with a faint smile the demon cracks his neck and steps deeper into the prison
"Lets see whats here then"
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Post by FF:JE Manager on Feb 15, 2013 18:09:56 GMT
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Suddenly from within the darkness emerged a small pack of wolves, their eyes were blood red whilst foam dripped down from their snarling mouths. With their razor sharp fangs bared they began to bark in unison at you. These wolves were not like the ones on Gaia they seemed more...evil. As they snarled and barked one reared back and leapt towards you...
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The demon upon noticing the sound of movement coming towards him turns to face the doorway, the blood red eyes seemingly glowing infront of him before their forms actually appear. Gripping his hands tightly around the hilts of Scion and Fortuna as he watches for their movements, he doesn't flinch at their unison barks but simply readies himself before taking a step back, giving him a bit more space between him and them just in case they leap as one, these seemed more twisted than normal fiends at a first glance however one of the wolves breaks formation and leaps at him, the demon however reacts by cutting open a portal before him and creating its exit point to the side of the rest before the demon steps back and re-directs the wolves lunge from being aimed at him to hit one of his pack and moments later the raging and roaring wolve rips into the side of one of his own.
The demon then smiles and brings both the tips of Scion and Fortuna up above his head before he breathes in deeply and channels his magic into the blades above his head, allowing the magical energy to mix with his strength before he swings the two blades backwards slowly as if he was winding up a spinning top, building up his strength and force into the magically charged blades as the Wolves regained themselves soon rushing towards him all at once.
"Begone"
The demon mutters as the pack lunges for him, he unleashes the power in both blades with a sharp and sudden slash upwards through the air firing off all of his might with a Stockbreak that engulfs all of the wolves and rips them to pieces, even if they survived they would be severely wounded from that blow.
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Description: Zalera was created for one purpose. To harvest the souls of the dead and deliver them to the judge sal for final judgement. This was a tiring task, and left him bored. When Ultima began her rebellion Zalera was amongst the first to join. He kidnapped a prophet beloved to the gods and strapped her to his wing. Her screams torment the gods still.
HP: 6000/6000 MP: 1000/1000 Atk: Def: Mag: Spr:
Immune to scan...power level too high for you to comprehend >.>
Magic: Darkaga, Death, Flare, Cometa
Combat Abilities Kill: Zalera reaps the soul from the target, dragging it painfully into the abyss, A Mag based skill, deals a base of 1000 Dmg to a foe but will often inflict Death. Costs 500MP.
Condemnation: Zalera reveals the prophet strapped to his wing and laughs as she screams. The souls of the dead surround Zalera and then attack the opponent. A powerful Mag based skill that deals a base of 2000 damage to all foes and maybe Instantly kill any number of them. Zalera however suffers the same damage dealt out and may be KOed if any opponent is.
{Turn 1 & 2: The wolves vanished once you had torn them to pieces and a single solitary whispering voice urged you forward. There was no real option but to go forward. As you walked through the dark passgeways of the prison you would eventually happen upon a large circular room and in the centre hoovered one of the most deadly Totema to grace Gaia. Zalera. The totema didn't move an inch and was seemingly waiting on its next victim. Although...you have other ideas right? No Action Taken.
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The demon stops in awe as he stumbles upon an angel of death itself 'stood' in the center of a room that screamed battlefield to him. The demon breathes in deeply and tightly grips Scion and Fortuna before he steps forwards towards this Angel of death, his vision acting strange as if something was acting against him an experience that was just as disorientating as suddenly stumbling upon a crowd of people.
"Za....le...ra?"
The demon mutters as he reads the name revealled to him by his eyes, if anything was the source of the demons here then it would be this angel of death here, this Zalera and with a bow the demon speaks.
"Sadly Angel of Death I am here to try my hand at driving you from this place, nothing personal but you seem to be stirring trouble up."
And with that the demon breathes out, snapping open his wings and slicing his blades through the air as he calls forth an Iron knuckle that thuds into the battlefield besides him granting the demon back up and a powerful boost as his body becomes faster and stronger.
"Lets see how you handle this"
The demon shouts out as he raises the tips of Scion and Fortuna towards the angel of Death with a slight smile on his face as he lets his mana flow down the tips of the two blades and start to build infront of them a small ball of pure mana that swells in size as the mana builds up.
While the Demon was charging his attacks the Iron Knuckle charges towards the Angel and swings its large stone axe through the intimidating angel with all of its might before pulling back as the Demons attack finishes its charge as two small crackling balls of pure energy float infront of the tips of Scion and Fortuna and with a smirk the two orbs explode towards Zalera piercing through the angel swiftly in two different places.
Misc: Belzera is immune to status effects and dark element attacks. Belzera is healed by fire element attacks. Belzera deals increased damage to any demonic being.
Scion Equipped Scion allows Belzera to alter an effect [3] more times in this thread. Scion may prevent an opponent thats blocking from blocking in the next round.
Fortuna Equipped Fortuna may grant the Demon some form of good luck in battle each round generally as an evade or a positive status effect with the chance increasing each round it doesn't happen.
Iron Knuckle HP:2000/2000 MP: 200/200 Atk:2000 Def:1500 Mag: 100 Spr: 500 Misc: Iron Knuckle grants Belzera Haste, Wall, Fount, Brave and Faith while in the battle. Iron Knuckle is immune to Bio spells as well as the following status effects; Sleep, Poison, Virus, Stone, Berserk, Blind and Confuse. Iron Knuckle may take damage instead of Belzera.
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Description: Zalera was created for one purpose. To harvest the souls of the dead and deliver them to the judge sal for final judgement. This was a tiring task, and left him bored. When Ultima began her rebellion Zalera was amongst the first to join. He kidnapped a prophet beloved to the gods and strapped her to his wing. Her screams torment the gods still.
Immune to scan...power level too high for you to comprehend >.>
Magic: Darkaga, Death, Flare, Cometa
Combat Abilities Kill: Zalera reaps the soul from the target, dragging it painfully into the abyss, A Mag based skill, deals a base of 1000 Dmg to a foe but will often inflict Death. Costs 500MP.
Condemnation: Zalera reveals the prophet strapped to his wing and laughs as she screams. The souls of the dead surround Zalera and then attack the opponent. A powerful Mag based skill that deals a base of 2000 damage to all foes and maybe Instantly kill any number of them. Zalera however suffers the same damage dealt out and may be KOed if any opponent is.
{Turn 1:Zalera hovered in the air for a moment before focusing its attention onto Iron Knuckle. With a loud shriek the Angel of Death launched itself at your shield attacking it once with great force. Zalera attacks Iron Golem for 3000 Atk}
{Turn 2:Soon after the first attack Zalera struck Iron Knuckle once more with immense power, the Totema hovered back to its original position waiting for your move. Zalera attacks Iron Golem for 3000 Atk}
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The demon screams as Zalera shrieks and the demon finally glimpses his true strength, a fearsome power that would even wound him with ease.
"Knuckle defend!"
He shouts in desperation and watches as the Knuckle brings its arms up infront of it barely managing to block Zalera's attack meaning the Demon would at least be able to focus on attacking for now. The demon tries to calm himself as he examines Zalera , realising that the Iron Knuckle was unable to hurt this appirition of death that hovered before him and that even the Hecto flare wasn't really hurting it as much as he would of hoped but it was hurting Zalera at least so he could only rely upon the Iron Knuckles bolstering nature to allow him to continually wound Zalera as it was too much of a risk to try his luck with normal magic.
With his path set in stone he could only hope that Zalera is unable to take out the Knuckle quickly, otherwise this fight would be over as soon as the demon ran out of magic. With a sardonic smile the demon speaks up, addressing the angel of death as he calls forth a barrge of Hecto-flares before him, letting them charge up as he speaks.
"Let me provide the lights for this deadly dance."
His words held a grim tone to them that was seemingly buried as with a slight nod of the head the demon unleashes three Hecto Flares into the Angel of Death.
Misc: Belzera is immune to status effects and dark element attacks. Belzera is healed by fire element attacks. Belzera deals increased damage to any demonic being.
Scion Equipped Scion allows Belzera to alter an effect [3] more times in this thread. Scion may prevent an opponent thats blocking from blocking in the next round.
Fortuna Equipped Fortuna may grant the Demon some form of good luck in battle each round generally as an evade or a positive status effect with the chance increasing each round it doesn't happen.
Iron Knuckle HP:2000/2000 MP: 200/200 Atk:2000 Def:1500 Mag: 100 Spr: 500 Misc: Iron Knuckle grants Belzera Haste, Wall, Fount, Brave and Faith while in the battle. Iron Knuckle is immune to Bio spells as well as the following status effects; Sleep, Poison, Virus, Stone, Berserk, Blind and Confuse. Iron Knuckle may take damage instead of Belzera.
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Description: Zalera was created for one purpose. To harvest the souls of the dead and deliver them to the judge sal for final judgement. This was a tiring task, and left him bored. When Ultima began her rebellion Zalera was amongst the first to join. He kidnapped a prophet beloved to the gods and strapped her to his wing. Her screams torment the gods still.
Immune to scan...power level too high for you to comprehend >.>
Magic: Darkaga, Death, Flare, Cometa
Combat Abilities Kill: Zalera reaps the soul from the target, dragging it painfully into the abyss, A Mag based skill, deals a base of 1000 Dmg to a foe but will often inflict Death. Costs 500MP.
Condemnation: Zalera reveals the prophet strapped to his wing and laughs as she screams. The souls of the dead surround Zalera and then attack the opponent. A powerful Mag based skill that deals a base of 2000 damage to all foes and maybe Instantly kill any number of them. Zalera however suffers the same damage dealt out and may be KOed if any opponent is.
{Turn 1: Zalera's hands gripped its scythe as it brought the blade down slashing across your golem's chest in one quick clean slice. Black smoke oozed from the Golem's wound and it became apparent that Death had been cast. Kill used on Iron Knuckle - Death Inflicted.}
{Turn 2: Zalera soon turned it's attention to you as it flew towards you striking at you with its ghostly fist. 3000-1500 Def= 1500 Phys Damage}
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"Hello again....Belzera." 
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