First Round battle #5 of the BattleArena Tournament.
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[werewolfwarriorgirl] walks slowley into the arena and leans against a wall waiting for her challenger.

[Anathoth] walks into the arena, nonchalantly whistling as he draws his katana. "Ready to get trounced, WWWG?" He grins evily at her, as he brings the point of his blade to eye level.

"well then lets begin." WWWG said as she got in a fighting position.

Borrowing a page from Ferox's book of tricks, [Anathoth] initiates the first attack by bringing his blade low, he dashes across the arena to his opponent, the tip of his blade skirting through the sand as he suddenly brings the blade up in a diagonal slice across her torso, throwing sand into her eyes in the process..

WWWG staggers back wipping her eyes. When she opened them she saw blurs. She mumbles "I hate it when people do that." She jumped into the air. She came back down behind [Anathoth] "nice move" She said. She started to turn to do a spin kick.

[Anathoth] whirls in time to catch the kick in the ribs. With a loud "OOmph!" [Anathoth] flies backwards, attempts a nimble landing and fails miserably. Quickly he regains his footing, coughing as he ignores a possible cracked rib. Twirling Stonestrike in irritation, he closes in on WWWG, feinting to the side and lunging, to stab at her leg...

WWWG jumps from side to side trying not to get hit. She bumps into the wall. Her expression changed "not the wall." she mumbled. She tried to fake [Anathoth] trying to get away from the wall..

His strikes whizzing inches away from WWWG, An sees her attempt to fake him, jumps into her path. He lashes out with a boot, aiming to kick for her unprotected stomach.. 

WWWG feels a jolt of pain in her stomach. She bends over abit trying to catch her breathe. After awhile she finally recovered from the blow. She looked at him then the wall thats when she grinned. She put her foot on the wall then kicked off soaring into the air.

Seeing WWWG fly over his head, he quickly brings up his blade to slash at his airborne opponent... 

WWWG lands on the ground in a crouched position and stared at [Anathoth] and she stood up. She then saw the blade in his hand and unsheathed her own ready for a little sword fight.

As WWWG unsheathes her sword, the ground beneath their feet begins to shake and rumble ominously... Suddenly, a huge demon, its skin black as coal, with glowing red eyes, enters this plane of existance. Roaring loudly, it charges at the two warriors...

WWWG moves her attention to the demon and said "Wanna take care of this demon with me [Anathoth]?" She watched as it moved closer.

Mulciber Pyrehart, the Lesser God, appears in the arena, armed to the teeth. "No offense, WWWG, but this is not your average demon..."

The huge demon charges, swipes at the three warriors with a huge claw. Where the blades of even the greatest warriors would have passed through Mulciber like smoke, the demon's paw strikes the Lesser God true, sending him flying across the room.. 

[Nay] appeared through the same in which Mulciber emerged. She suddenly looked up to see Mulciber being stuck by the demon. "Mulciber!" Her eyes suddenly narrowed as she looked at the demon. Raising her battleaxe, she charged towards it...

Ducking out of the way, [Anathoth] watches as Nay makes a suicidal move, which would be going anywhere near the monster.. "Wait!! Get away!!"

The demon sees Nay, and bellows at her, its putrid breath giving off an infernal heat as it lashes out, sending a fist bigger than a tree flying toward her..

Nay looked at Anathoth, and dropped her axe to the ground, stiring the strampled sand. She turned back to the demon as its fist flew towards her. Raising her hand, blood-red electric tendrils shot from her palm. They danced about her hand, until they danced to a feirce waltze -- growing taller and taller, sending the electric tendrils towards the demon.

The demon laughs menacingly as the magic strikes him full in the face, he is clearly not phased by it. Sweeping out with his fist, he attacks both Nay and WWWG... 

WWWG hits the ground after getting hit. She got up slowly and looked at the demon "You wanna play it rough? Ok then lets play" She got up and started running torwards the demon gaining strength on the way. Her fist balled and a green glow surrounded her.

Nay landed a few yards behind WWWG. She shuffled back towards Mulciber and kneeled next to him. "Mulciber?" she asked, worry filled her voice as she remembered their earlier conversation about the heirarchy of demons and gods. She brought up a hand and opened one of his eyelids. "Mulciber," this time threading a slight comand in her tone.

"Owww... I'm alright." Mulciber wearily sits up. Looking around groggily, he sees the demon, being charged by WWWG. "Are you crazy!?! Get away from him!"

I just wanna shot at him. Oh and yeah Im crazy, crazy enough to try. She said telepathically then grinned. She jumped into the air and onto to the back of the demon "play time starts now" She said. She transformed into her werewolf form and started jamming her long claws into the things back.

The demon turns around, looks at WWWG like she was little more than an insect, plucks her off of its back with little effort and tosses her aside.

"This is no ordinary demon." Mulciber explains, "This is a Demon Lord, something like an unholy equivalent of a Lesser God. What he lacks in brains, he more than makes up with size and power..." Mulciber stands, summons the fires of the earth to his aid. He sends a torrent of fiery lava flying at the demon lord, hissing and igniting the air between them...

The demon lord raises a powerful arm, growls in irritation as the lava strikes its forearm. Angrily it bounds its way towards Mulciber, throws a fist at him, contacting with the ground with a loud boom! as Mulciber dodges away...

WWWG stood up again alittle bit dizzy. She looked at the demon for awhile then mumbled "What can we do to beat him?" She then started running at the thing while shooting blasts of electricity and fire at the demon.

The demon lord grumbles, just slightly agitated by the energy blasts. He roars loudly, takes another swipe with an oversized fist at WWWG.

"Short of finding a living Lesser God to fight him, all we can do is fend him off and wait for reinforcements..." [Anathoth] says to WWWG, summoning his two Managuns into his hands, for once greatful for one of his sister's infernal gifts. He dodges the wide swipe of its fist, begins firing madly at the demon, the pulses from the guns flashing a brilliant blue. 

Ferox bursts into the arena, sees WWWG, Nay, Mulciber and Anathoth fighting a demon lord. "Dammit!! They send the big guns after you this time, Anathoth..." Raising her hands high, Ferox begins chanting a spell... Soon, tall spires of ice shoot from the ground, stabbing the Demon Lord from beneath his feet..

The demon lord seems hardly affected by Anathoth's energy guns, but when the ice hits him... "ARRRUGHHHAA!!!" The demon lord screams in pain, tries vainly to get clear of the path of the ice spikes.. 

WWWG jumps into the air away from the swipe she grinned as she landed on the ground "So you hate ice spikes? I wonder..." A ice sword appeared in her hand. "Lets try this.." She then started cutting the demon's skin with the icey cold sword.

Mouse arrives, just behind Ferox. "I hate demons," she mutters,realising that being able to use ice spells would have been rather beneficial...she hovers in the back-ground, trying to think of a plan of attack that is less than suicidal...

The demon lord roars in pain again, as WWWG's hated ice sword bites into him. He counterattacks, this time he opens his jaws wide, and emits a glowing beam of fiery energy at WWWG...

"WHoaa!! Hit the deck!!" Ferox jumps and dodges out of the way as the energy beam sweeps toward her as well. Seeing Mouse pretty much unable to attack the fire-based demon, Ferox summons into her hand a blade that was given to her by her comrade, WWWG. Water droplets are painted onto the wide blade of the weapon, a two-handed sword whose bite inflicts water damage. Tossing the blade to Mouse, Ferox says, "Just a loan, now go to it!!"

Nay looked at the demon. "Damn magic," she cussed silently as her comrades battled it out with their powers. Getting up, she unsheathed her stiletto and with an almighty throw that would make even the fittest cricketer proud, she sent it rocketing towards the demon's left eye, whilst it was too busy worrying about the ice and water magic.

"Ta muchly," Mouse calls back, before turning on the demon. Keeping to the creature's back, she begins to hack mercilessly at it. "Filthy,stinking demons," she grates out through clenched teeth as she thrusts her borrowed blade into the monster's back.

The beast screams in agony as Nay's blade rockets into its eye, Mouse's sword plunges into its back again and again. The huge demon charges away, then grabs [Nay] from where she stands, and in its giant fist it hauls her into the air...

"Ohshitohshit!" [Anathoth] stops firing his guns, draws Stonestrike. He dashes over to the thing and jumps, climbing like a squirrel up its back and across its arm as it bucks and tries to shake him, An makes his way over to Nay..

"Oi An, get those guns back out," Nay called from the demon's grasp. "What if you aimed them at its eyes? It would go blind, therefore it can't see what it's doing and we can hack it down."

Summoning his guns, [Anathoth] locks his legs around the demon's forearm, sits up and opens fire with both barrels..

The demon roars in pain, as the lights go out and he is left floundering in darkness. He sways on his feet, stumbling around. Roaring even louder now, he finally shakes An off of him, tossing Nay in the process...

Nay ends up flying through the air, landing quite hardly on her rear end. Getting up, she rubbed her ass and picked up her battleaxe. While the demon was stumbling, she slammed her axe into it's back, where Mouse was doing a mighty fine job. Between both axe and watersword, there was a very nice, brutally hacked hole where the flesh had used to be...

Mouse spares a grim smile for Nay. "Let's send this bastard back to hell," she says, picking out the creature's spine and grinding her sword in between the vertebrae, giving the blade a vicious twist...

[Anathoth] lands, watches as the demon lord falls, crawling piteously across the ground. Yet, to everyone's shock, the demon suddenly seems to shed its useless legs.. Its own ribcage suddenly bursts through its flesh, and with a sickening popping and snapping of bone, reforms into a thousand, centipede-like legs.. It screams, charges at the party yet again, bringing those sharp legs of bone down upon them to crush and impale...

A small shriek sounds from Mouse. Regressing to her basic attacking instincts, she throws up a hand, a fiery torrent erupting from her palm and pouring towards the rather unnatural demon-centipede creature.

The demon laughs evilly, unaffected by the fire attack as he stomps with his unnatural legs. Dodging as well as he can, [Anathoth] gets as far away as possible. Seeing no other alternative, he kneels and begins chanting a prayer that falls familiarly and heavily upon [Nay]'s ears...
Deus, O greatest Lord,
Come to me, Hear my invocation.
I seek emptiness, more vast than the galaxies,
The Hunted Heart calls for its boon.
I seek a black dawn, Black Invocation,
Dark and veiled, you attack me too,
I bear my back to your assault...



WWWG looks at demon as she craddled her arm that was burned abit. She bowed her head and a starnge bright light surrounded her. She floalted into the air and the light grew brighter until it was blinding. There was a big explosion and when the light dissapeared WWWG was gone and in her place was a tall young maiden with white eyes.The maidens dress had water and ice droplets. Her hair was whiteish silver. She looked at the demon and said "Remember me? Dont think its [werewolfwarriorgirl]. Im the one that fought against you the last time you appeared out of the ground." She raised up her hand and started chanting in a strange tounge.

"Oh shit, oh shit," Nay said as she heard Anathoth's prayer. Stepping back with her battleaxe laced firmly in her fingers, she stared at him. "An!" she called to him. Seeing it had no effect, she ran up to him and shook his shoulder -- the most unwisest decision she could've made, but hey, we're talking about Nay here. "Elf! Stop!" She yelled at him, knowing any quieter tone wouldn't have been heared over the demon's booming voice. "Not now! Just wait a moment for some reinforcments!"

Having regained composure, Mouse dodges away from the demon, looking for an opening. However, the creature's frenzied charging about prevents her from landing a hit. Then she sees An and Nay. Seeing the potential danger, she darts over and slams a protective shield over the three of them. The shield crackles and flares crimson where the demon crashes against it. "What ever you two are doing,hurry it up! I can't hold this..." she shouts,signs of strain already beginning to show.

Standing away from the battle, Ferox watches in horror as her brother begins his transformation, knowing better than anyone the consequences, the sacrifices he makes for such power. "NAY!! Get the hell away from him!! Don't TOUCH HIM!!" 

Heavenly energy suddenly rockets into [Anathoth]'s body, sending Nay flying away as some of the energy strikes her as well.. An fails to notice as he begins his transformation, the six black wings bursting through his flesh, blood raining across his body and shredding his tunic as they manifest, using the flesh and bone of his body. He roars in pain, an inhuman scream as with this manifestation, his lower body seems to phase out of this reality, to be replaced by the long, serpentine tail of a water serpant.. Rising up high on the long tail, the beast that was once Anathoth easily matches height with the demon lord, then lunges at it like a giant, winged cobra, clawing at it with the sharp talons that have replaced his hands.. 

The girl that use to be WWWG kept on gaining energy makeing the watery attack stronger. She kept it in her hand as she watched the creature that use to be Anathoth lunge at the demon lord.

Nay shakes her head and looks up at An. "F*** that hurt," she mutters. Then, noticing Mouse and her energy shield which had cracked with Anathoth's transformation, ran over to her to see if she was alright...

Mouse is on her ass towards the edge of the arena,eyes about as big as saucers at Anathoth's transformation.Apart from loking a little disorientated and frazzled,she seems alright. "I didn't know he could do that..." she mumbles to Nay.

The demon lord screams in pain, and is soon wrapped in the coils of [Anathoth]'s tail. The two creatures shrieking madly, An claws at the demon lord's eyes with unbridled ferocity, ripping and tearing at him mercilessly. The demon lord soon sinks to its knees, and [Anathoth] holds the creature in place, waiting for the silver-haired maiden to let fly her water magic, and deliver the final blow...

"I hope you stay in that firey pit of yours forever after this" She mumbled to the demon lord. She used all of her strength and threw the now HUGE watery sphere at the demon. As it got closer some of the sphere turned into ice for more damage...

Ferox watches as the huge water attack strikes the demon true, held immobile by [Anathoth]. Its body seems to be completely shredded by the attack, and it gives its final roar of pain as its soul parts from its body and moves on to the astral plane..

The Silvery-haired maiden floats in the air and watched as the demon's soul moved onto the stral plane. After awhile she looks down at the group that had fought the demon and smiled "You all have done a great job at beating the demon lord." She said in a voice that was as clear as silver bells.

"Thanks.. Who are you? WWWG?" Ferox peers up at the floating maiden, wondering how her comrade had made such a transformation..

"Well Im almost like her. Im sort of like a elemental spirit of hers. She also has 3 other elemental sides but she doesn't use them unless an emergency. You'll maybe see us sometimes." She said as she floated torwards the gound. "Ill maybe pay a visit to you all sometime. Farewell" She said as she dissapeared and WWWG was in her place laying on the ground. She opened her eyes slowly. "Ummmm what happend?" She said as she started to lean up holding her acheing head.

[Anathoth] regresses from his transformation as well, yet not as gracefully as WWWG did.. Rocketing out of the sky like a fallen star as his snakelike tail disappears, he hits the ground with a sickening thud!, lies still in a growing pool of his own blood as the six raven wings retreat back into his flesh with stomach-churning pops and snaps. His claws receding in the same fashion, he soon regains conciousness and awakens to a world of pain, crawls to his knees only to vomit a stomachfull of blood.. 

WWWG goes over to [Anathoth] and puts a hand on his shoulder. "You were brave for doing that. and You were great." She said to trying to comfort him.

"The both of you did unreal," Mouse says to An and WWWG. "Flipped that thing right out!" With a relieved laugh, she called in a rag and wiped off Ferox's sword, handing it back to her. "Thanks...a lot."

WWWG grinned at Mouse. "Thanks" She said.

Nay walked over to Anathoth and WWWG. "Holy friggen shit, is all I have to say about that," she said as pulled the straying black strands of Anathoth's hair away from his face. "I mean, how in Hell's name did that thing get in here anyways?"

"Yeah..." Mouse seconds Nay's question. She examines her palms for a moment,then folds her hands carefully, edging a little further away from Anathoth.

Mulciber joins the group again, "And it had to be a fire-based demon. Makes my attacks useless.. Demons can pretty much shift between planes as long as they can find a link between them. It must have found a suitable entrance to this plane. But why would it attack here?"

Ferox takes the blade from Mouse, "You may need this later, but I'll hang on to it for now.." She sighs, tries to find the most discreet way to explain things, "Remember the demon attack in the Cookery? There are demons after [Anathoth], and they must have sent the demon lord here..."

Slim suddenly wanders in from the Courtyard, "What the hell is going on in here?..."

[Anathoth] vomits a few more times, [Nay] graciously holding back his hair. Still bleeding profusely from his self-inflicted wounds, he sits up, tries to chant a healing prayer, but he is still too weak.. Managing to only slow the bleeding a bit, he lies back on the ground and shudders.. 

"Need help being healed Anathoth?" WWWG said as she watched him shudder.

Nay glanced at Slim as he walked in, then back at Ferox. "So, how're we supposed to stop these demons after An? I mean, if they're all like that one then there's only so much we can do -- and I don't think Elf here is gonna be changing into Raven Wings everytime..."

As [Nay] muses, the sound of mocking applause can be heard as something truly dark manifests in the Arena...

"Heh... Congratulations, you've dispatched my idiotic brother rather easily..." The intruder's form becomes wholly visible, hanging in the air as he peers down his nose at the party, an insane gleam in his eye. His skin shines a metallic silver, and his hair is black as coal. His eyes glow a fearful red, and he has a long tail like a black fox and large, curling horns upon his brow....

Ferox looks up in horror as she recognizes the Demon Lord... "S- Savrathot!!!"

[Anathoth] gratefully accepts WWWG's healing, though still weak he sits up to glare balefully at the Demon Lord..

"Aww, what's wrong? Not happy to see me? After I've searched for you for so long..." Savrathot descends, smiling madly as he stands before Anathoth, "And it won't be much longer until the Demon God is mine once again..." He lays a hand on [Anathoth], quickly swatted away in disgust by the elf. Laughing, Savrathot turns to Slim, "Oh, by the way, our deal is off..."

"W-What?" Slim looks at the Demon Lord in horror, as a blast of red energy rockets from Savrathot's extended hand, to strike him true and send him flying across the room... When next Slim opens his eyes, he sees Savrathot holding aloft the strand of [Anathoth]'s hair that Slim had aquired previously...

Ferox watches in horror, as she realizes what Savrathot is going to do with that piece of her brother's hair.. "NO!!!" Drawing DuDethax, she rushes Savrathot, attempting to stop him... But to no avail. She bounces off of a huge barrier, like a moth hitting a bug-zapper.. (wtf?)

"Heheh... What's wrong, Angawen dear? Is little brother going to become a monster again?" Savrathot taunts as he produces a large chunk of raw adamantite, wraps the hair around it while quoting, "A fragment of the Cursed, Angel blessed, will break the Seal..." The adamantite suddenly glows a fiery red, sealing the hair within it. He holds it aloft, and watches [Anathoth] closely...  

[Bradahir`] hearing about the fight from somewhere appears behind the group, her whole body is glowing and in her hands she holds a flame. Her hair is floating around her face and she wears the sacred Flame Circlet in her hair. 

[Anathoth] stares in horror as Savrathot suddenly points the adamantite at him, and his vision swims, his ears ring dully, loudly, and his head pounds... Doubling over, his wounds opening once again, he gives a gurgling cry as he vainly tries to resist... Suddenly, [Anathoth] stands, snarling madly, his eyes glowing red.. His hands ball into cruel fists, and he suddenly lashes out at the nearest person...

[Bradahir`] lifts her hand and [Anathoth] falls to the floor, the flame that she had been holding in her hand is now floating just near her chest, she looks up at Savrathot and speaks in a voice that is not her's "You have cursed a mortal and stopped fate from following its course. You've broken laws that should not be broken, you will now return your life to the flame that gave it to you." the earth's life flame that Bradahir` was carrying glowed brightly and a shaft of light headed straight to Savrathot's heart...

Swatting the energy away as if it were little more than a thrown rock, Savrathot glares balefully down at the fire faery, "But, Fate's course is exactly on the path that it is meant to be... The strings of Fate bind Anathoth to me, to the Demon God Venetsalath, and to the destruction of this cursed land.." Laughing madly, Savrathot disappears, switching planes, his voice an echo as he escapes, "But I shall leave you with a little plaything, for now..."

[Anathoth] regains his footing, still snarling madly as he swings a fist at [Bradahir`], aiming to strike her in the stomach..

[Bradahir`] shakes her head, as her whole body is surrounded by a bright light and Artemis appears and knocks Anathoth to the ground, "You shouldn't fight fate, the earth flame holds us all..."

[Anathoth] recoils, his eyes still glowing red and dark as he huddles close to the ground, snarling at anyone who comes too close...

Not liking the current turn of events one little bit, [Mouse] is beginning to back away when she notices Slim. Deciding to take it upon herself to watch him while the others are occupied with the feral [Anathoth],she calls in her own sword and holds the point to Slim's throat. "Consorting with demons is one of the most despicable things a human being can do, you know," she tells him.

[Bradahir`] comes out of her trance and shakes her head, Artemis has dissappeared and she unsheaths her sword, "Crap" she mutters under her breath and wonders where Canth is..."

As [Anathoth] snarls and raises his hackles like a threatened dog, Slim pushes the point of [Mouse]'s sword away from his throat, stands to look at her, brushing the dirt from his coat. "I agree with you, completely and whole-heartedly. Good thing I'm not human, huh?"

[Mouse]'s eyes narrow, as she reflects for a moment on just how stupid she can be at times. "Not human..." she lifts her sword again. "Then what are you?"

Slim smiles crookedly at Mouse, as he allows his angelic wings to manifest. Flapping the pure white feathers in the wind, he says, "I was sent here to protect An, to do what I could to keep this from happening..." He paces over to [Anathoth], glares down at him as An snarls and watches him..

[Mouse] thumps her forehead with the heel of her hand,and vanishes her sword. "Great,now how do I make myself look useful?" She mutters,watching the proceedings carefully.

Slim looks at Mouse in slight irritation, "What, aren't you at least a bit surprised that I'm an angel? Here I thought at least you would get a kick out of it.." He extends a wing to poke at her with a long white feather, smiling as he teases her. Looking back at Anathoth, he's all business again as he summons into his hands a holy falchion, "Well, I guess since I screwed up, and Venetsalath's conciousness has been reawakened inside of [Anathoth], I really have no choice but to destroy him..."

[Bradahir`] jumps between Slim and Anathoth, "I won't let you destroy him, I won't let you hurt Anathoth." The flame of the earth hovers just above her head, "Savrathot may have gotten away but you won't, there must be a way to save Anathoth before you think to destory him." she stands firmly infront of Anathoth holding him back with a spell so that he doesn't attack her... she hopes.

"Too damn relieved you didn't say you were a demon to be surprised," [Mouse] says,allowing a small smile. Then she too gets serious, "[Bradahir']'s got to be right...you can't just kill him! It's still [Anathoth]..."

"Whoa, slow down, Man ... er, angle-thing," Nay says as she holds up her hands in a halting-gesture. "Think about this... Anathoth has Venetsalath's soul housed within him..." she muses. "Well, all we have to do is find a way to extract it. I mean, if it was put in, there has to be a way to get it back out, right?"

"There is no way to remove the Demon God, short of finding the soul a new host." Ferox steps forward and explains, "Trying to find a way to relieve Anathoth's burden has been my life's work, and believe me, if things were that simple, I would have done so long ago, I've even tried taking the soul into myself. It seems that... Anathoth needs the Demon God to survive. His direct link to the Greater God, which he uses for his clerical powers, would prove fatal if ever the Demon God were removed. He needs the soul, to channel the extreme amounts of energy. So all we can really do is seal Venetsalath's conciousness again. As long as Savrathot has the Adamantite fragment, Anathoth will be in this feral state. The fortunate news is that the fragment only works within a certain range. Once Savrathot moves several planes away, An should regress to a fairly normal state.."

"So Ferox you saying we just have to keep Anathoth subdued until that happens?" Bradahir` tilts her head slightly still holding the spell on Anathoth, hoping that he can't break through.

Nay looks to Bradahir`. "But that's presuming that Savrathot does move several planes away ... and then if he does I doubt he'd stay there for very long when he's finally got his chance to have An."

[Bradahir`] looks at [Nay] "Then I suppose we'll have to go after Savrathot then. We can't just leave An like that... I mean if theres no other way..."

Suddenly out of no where [Xanthe] appears, he hears what his sisters says and then steps forward to be seen, "Bradahir` if you think that it would be wise to go after Savrathot then you should know some things, I heard that Steel has a weakness to gold, this might also be the case for Savrathot, I just thought you should know." and with that he dissappears as quickly as he appears.

"But how would we go after Savrathot? We're not demons, we can't just go jumping between planes.Maybe we should wait till he comes back...make a plan or something, so we're ready for him..." [Mouse] shrugs, not having any better ideas.

"Oh, we've got something better than a demon on our side.. We've got a [Canthlian]." Ferox grins at the group, looks to Mouse, "Remember what I told you about him? He can shift planes without using portals. If he can transport the rest of us in the same fashion, we'd have a great advantage over Savrathot. As for An, well, all we can really do is restore the seal that I cast on Venetsalath's conciousness, and get that Adamantite away from Savrathot. But to restore the seal... well, we need to find several rare artifacts.... To make this go a bit faster, we'll enlist the help of the other Tournament fighters, split up into groups and go looking for them." Ferox begins brainstorming the battle plan.

[Anathoth], previously subdued by [Bradahir`]'s spell, suddenly falls over backwards, his eyes no longer glowing red as he faints, probably very light-headed from extreme blood loss. He twitches slightly as he slips into unconciousness..  

"Oh, shit..." Ferox curses as she sees her little brother collapse, "I guess this means that Savrathot's moved out of range. Alright, I'm going to get [Anathoth] to the Infirmary, the rest of you meet me in the MainArena." Gathering her brother up, Ferox rushes him out of the arena. 

Nay watches Ferox rush Anathoth out, then turns to the rest of the group. "And to think I was going to sleep in this morning." With that she turns around and heads for the MainArena .

"To think!" Mouse trots after Nay,but pauses at the edge of the arena,turning back towards the others. "Hey,Slim..." She calls. "You coming or what?"

"...Huh? Um, yeah.." The angel follows Mouse, kinda surprised that she thought of him.

The forgotten Mulciber follows Nay as well.

[Bradahir`] nods and rushes through to the MainArena following everyone else.

WWWG runs into the Mainarena

Mulciber steps momentarily back into the arena, "Oh, just as a note, since Anathoth's such a spaz, we're sending [werewolfwarriorgirl] on to RoundTwo#4. Congrats, have fun!" 

WWWG bows abit and said "thank you" she then walks into RoundTwo#4