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OOC: Rama should attack Amora! :D :p

BIC:

::As Devon was was engaging the executioner, he suddenly smelt an unknown fragrance, and for some reason, got absolutely entranced by it. His head grew heavy, and his eyes got dreamy as he turned towards Amora. There laid before him, the most beautiful woman he had ever set eyes upon. HIs sudden spurt of desires filled his mind. As he heard her instructions to attack any woman, Devon turns to Sati, and gave a wild swing at her with his staff. He didn't bother to go all out hurting Sati mainly because he simply wanted to get near Amora as soon as possible. Devon's desires were much MUCH stronger, mainly due to the fact he had been suppressing his feelings for women since he has yet to find someone suitable for him. This suddenly outburst of desires, and the enchanting sight Amora behold him, made him lose control completely. So much so, he wasn't exactly controled by Amora, but instead just WANTED her completely. He began moving towards Amora, and did something no one in their right mind would do. He began running, and levitated slightly, and as he neared her, Devon lunged himself completely towards Amora, pushing her to the ground, and hugged her tightly, and kissing her::

OOC: Muahahaha!
 
OOC: Should he eh? LOL
BIC:

:: Kurama suddenly finds himself freezing cold and against a wall in coated ice. As his body began to slowly cool down to dangerous levels, his ruby ring began to glow and the ice was melted and Kurama's body temp was raised back to normal ::

"Okay so you want to play with elements eh?"

:: Kurama's eyes glowed a frightening black and his left hand glowed a saphire blue while his right hand glowed a silvery hue. Malkaeth suddenly found himself the target of 4 Dark Lightning Blasts, 2 Hydroblasts, and 2 Mystic Flame Blasts. Rama smirked on as he waited to see what Malkaeth would do ::
 
OOC: I love how Kurama isn't counted as one of the men *sniggers* lol, j/k Trent

And, grrrrr. I spent forever typing up a kick ass post, and then clicked the wrong button and lost it all before posting

BIC

:: She sidestepped, narrowly avoiding Devon's staff. Had she been aware of his "problem", dodging it would have been that much easier - it was, however, the last thing she expected. Looking at him incredulously, Sati watched as Devon ran towards Amora... as Devon leaped upon her, frowning slightly, Sati grasped Devon, pinning him in the air before Amora before pulling him back through the air using an easy telekinetic tug. As Devon rolled to the ground only a short way from her feet, Sati sighed. Not only was she going to have to defend herself against and hopefully kill the Executioner, her job was now made harder by having to have to keep Devon away from the slut of a sorceress Amora, and possibly even defend herself from him. Hoping, but not particularly believing, that his fall out of the air might have somehow jolted him out of the Enchantress's hold over him, she glanced back at him for a second ::

"Devon. Like it or not, you're NOT going to her. I can bind you to the ground and keep you there, but I'd really rather not. You're staying either by choice, or by force."

:: Looking up, she saw that the Executioner raised his axe, ready to swing, having broken out of his metal prison while she was preoccupied with Devon. Leaping swiftly into action before he could think to attack, she caused vines of rock to rise from the ground, wrapping around his legs and pinning him there. She didn't expect that to last for long, but it would at least give her a starting point. Concentrating, she sent two powerful blasts of psychic energy into his mind, hoping to distract him and keep his concentration from its fullest. Raising her hands before her, she watched as adamantium claws, long, and deadly, extended from her fingernails. She leaped forward, moving at the fastest speed she was capable of; which at her level of expertise was immense. As she spun, she brought the claws of her right hand slashing through the shaft of the axe, raising a shield of energy before herself to reflect it should it fall upon her. She drove the claws of her left hand deep into his chest, and kicked off his chest... intending to propel herself backwards, landing perfectly on the ground, claws extended before her as she waited to see what would happen next ::

*EDITED to fix some grammatical errors. Will probably do so a couple more times before it is remotely understandable :rolleyes:
 
OOC: Lol... Actually Sati, that was kinda my plan... To get myself hurt by Amora so i'd get out of her entrancement... Lol... :D Nevermind...

BIC:

::As Devon was about to reach his one and only Amora to fulfill his desires, he found himself slammed right onto the ground. That was the most embarressing moment in his life. There he was, rushing towards a woman. The first woman he had ever had desires for, and there he fell flat on his face. The knock hadn't broken his entrancement completely, but it had weakened it. Also, Devon felt really dejected to have embarressed himself like that. He didn't advance towards Amora anymore, but it definitely wasn't because of what Sati said, but because he felt dejected and embarressed. A black spiral forms around him with a low rumbling noise as Devon disappears, only to appear in the same fashion in a quiet corner some distance away. There, he sat down. Sad and disappointed. However, due to the fact that he was now far away from the battlefield, meaning he was far away from Amora, he now could no longer smell her perfume. Considering that her entrancement powers required him to be nearby, Devon slowly snapped back into reality, only to find himself sitting like a fool, far away::

"HUH?! WHAT THE?! What the HECK happened???!!!"

::Glacing towards where the battle took place, Devon realised what had happened. Immediately, he sprinted towards the battling area, at rather great speeds thanks to his shoes, and he started floating into mid air thanks to his shoes as well, and upon nearing the area, Devon struck down a bolt of lightning from above, which surged acorss fast and furiously to hit the metal portion of the executioner's Axe, conducting the electricity down through his entire body. The lightning bolt composed of magics of his own, his trident and his thunder glove, is of extreem voltages, capable of making anything deep fried in seconds.::
 
ooc- Back from the horror of finals ;)

bic-*She smiled at Sati as the girl was alright and ready for some action as always. She looked at the two toned elf and laughed to herself at how ridiculous he looked. She summoned her amethyst staff, twirling it a bit as the elf entertained himself with fighting Rama. She focused it on the area around the elf, the air beginning to give off faint sparks, the charges in the air speeding up and magnifying, creating currents of electricity around the elf, trapping him still, in the air around him in a sort of box, the electric charges from the air surging through him as a thunder bolt poured through the air towards him.*
 
Malkaeth stands completely still as both Trent and Amy's attacks burn the air ripping towards him. The box in his hand glows as the attacks strike forming an arcing halo of energy around him before being sucked into the box. The lid closes with a snap.

The evil elf smiles at his attackers and bows mockingly.

"While this box lies in my hand, all nature's fury is mine to command.
Lest you think that from me steal, beware the power that is granted me to wield."

The elf waves a hand and darkness pours over Rama, preventing him from seeing. A burst of light blinds Amy. The measures aren't meant to do more than befuddle the two for a moment or two. They hear the box opening again and both feel the hurricane force winds that slam into them, lifting them up and into the walls.
 
OOC: Trent? o_O :p
BIC:

:: Rama watches as his elemental strike attack is just absorbed into the box. As he hears of the powers of the box he wants it and knows just how to get it from Malkaeth. Suddenly though Rama is poured into darkness limiting his sight. Rama then finds himself inside winds but his own Air talisman diamond earring glows as it somewhat slows them down to lessen impact for him. Rama waists no time in quickly saying a spell at augmented speed before the elf could do anything ::

"Seven are the Sins
Deadly each and all
As Lust washes over you,
From grace you will fall."

This spell invokes one of the Seven Deadly Sins in a victim. The higher the level of the caster, the more effective the spell. The spell bypasses the normal inhibitions of the victim, causing them to act of the nature of the Sin they are cursed with. The higher the level of the caster the stronger the spell’s effects. Affecting the emotions this spell completely bypasses any psychic/telepathic barriers/powers/talismans. Lasts 3 posts.

:: Kurama smirks and then moves on with his next plan ::

"BOX!"

:: Kurama looks at the box and watches as it blinks out from the elf's hands and into his own. Kurama smirks and opens it trying to summon the power of pure and raw white lightning into the body of the elf ::
 
Rama is smirking to himself trying to fgure out the workings of the box when it vanishes from his hand to reappear in Malkaeth's. Before Rama can react, he finds himself slammed up against the wall behind him, this time not from magic but by the Elf's strong arms. He feels Malkaeth's hands roaming over his body while the elf is kissing him savagely. He feels his shirt being torn as Malkaeth has given in to his lust and is intending on sating it on Rama.
 
:: Rama suddenly finds the box gone from his hands and next thing he knows he is up against a wall being assaulted by this interesting elf. ::

"Okay Malkaeth, not totally what I was expecting"

:: Rama is cut off as his mouth is taken over suddenly he activates his energy and power abosrbtion and as there is such close contact the absorbtion is much stronger, but as his shirt begins to get ripped Rama throws out a hand TK bomb blasting at point blank range the midsection of the elf, he hears some bones break. ::

"Okay mister no you don't if anyone gets to be in control its me. Now down boy!"

:: Rama holds the now either unconcious or barely awake Malkaeth ::
 
ooc- Bah Jay, my EOF woulda came in handy here lol. And wow, did you two plan that there attack or what? LOL Go trent!

bic- *Her jaw drops as she watches the elf just suck in both attacks into his annoying box, saving him from possible death. All of a sudden she feels intense bright light, looking around as she realizes she can't see anymore. Why was she always getting blinded. Winds began to pick up around her as she was lifted off her feet, sailing through the air. She exhaled her breath, creating her own wind gusts as she could see hazy images of an upcoming wall. The extra winds bounced her off the wall as she fell backwards onto the ground, rolling a bit. She sat up on her knees, rubbing her eyes as she looked around the room again, noticing Rama a bit tongue-tied...literally.*

"Awwww did Rama find himself a new playtoy?"

*She grinned and noticed the annoying box still in the elf's hand as he was busy trying to satisfy his hunger out on Rama. She called upon Atomos, a sentient life force being as he appeared in the sky in the form of a large bird, using his intellectual mind-power, dark rays of light connecting with the weakened elf, draining his power.*

"Box!"

*She waited as the box from the elf's hand dissipated out and rematerialized in Amy's hand, opening it to try and unleash the previoius attacks back on the elf.*
 
Originally posted by Ikaris

Interlude:

In another part of Asgard, in a beautiful glade, Loki and Christy sit atop a blanket and sip wine from Golden Goblets. The God of Evil feeds her another grape from the basket that sits beside them.

"So my dear, we were discussing just what it would be that your world could do for me and what you hope to gain from Asgard? What wonders does Midgard hold for one such as I? What means are available there to kill my father and half brother to gain me the throne here? More wine?"

Christy drinks her goblet dry and allows Loki to refill it. She enjoys the wine though she is not really worried about getting drunk. Its a very smooth taste and bursts with flavor with every sip.
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::Ti provides Loki with a charming smile, taking the grape in her teeth and chewing it thoughtfully as he redirects their conversation... she drains her glass and nods softly.::

"Why, there's me of course, what more could you want?"

::Ti laughs softly, sarcasm evident in her voice... she was only joking, loosening the mood a bit.::

"On a more serious note... It is not, what my world can do for you... more rather, what can you do in my world. Anything is possible, in my world. Anything. You would be so intrigued by the way my world works-- You are the God of Evil, Loki... You would find a feast before your very eyes in my world. Your opposition here, your father and half brother... would be no match for you and I. You have yet to see what I am capable of, darling."

::Ti pauses to allow that to settle in, as she takes a long draw from her goblet. Her eyes gaze around their setting, and then back to Loki::

"You saw what? A big Bubble by my hand? You felt the foundation shake with the rising of my voice? The draining of the physical life of my great Gypsy escort, because he was getting on my nerves? Those were mere whims of the second for me... I have done far greater things and not broken a sweat. IF, and do put an emphasis on if... IF your opposition proved to be more than we can handle... there are people in my world that I DO trust-- people that would come to my aid and ask no questions."

::Ti stops again... she look out at their surroundings on more... she slows her traveling gaze, taking everything in... as if she is savoring every inch of their setting... and perhaps she is...she speaks again, now gesturing, goblet in hand, to everything around them.::

"What do I want from Asgard? Just LOOK at this place... Breathtaking. I am one of those very few, who know precisely how to appreciate nature for its perfection. Even when it storms, it is perfect..."

::Ti's steely blue orbs were now fixated on Loki... it was impossible to tell how long she had been looking at him... and her voice was sincere...::

"And then, amongst the perfection of the nature here, I have stumbled upon yet another marvel.... The God of Evil Himself. YOU, Loki. Now, keep your mind on a professional level dear, for I am not referring to you in THAT way... well, not directly. ;) Other than the physical gratification we both can provide each other... you have MUCH to offer me... in more ways than you can imagine."
 
Originally posted by AmarisyFuller
ooc- Bah Jay, my EOF woulda came in handy here lol. And wow, did you two plan that there attack or what? LOL Go trent!

bic- *Her jaw drops as she watches the elf just suck in both attacks into his annoying box, saving him from possible death. All of a sudden she feels intense bright light, looking around as she realizes she can't see anymore. Why was she always getting blinded. Winds began to pick up around her as she was lifted off her feet, sailing through the air. She exhaled her breath, creating her own wind gusts as she could see hazy images of an upcoming wall. The extra winds bounced her off the wall as she fell backwards onto the ground, rolling a bit. She sat up on her knees, rubbing her eyes as she looked around the room again, noticing Rama a bit tongue-tied...literally.*

"Awwww did Rama find himself a new playtoy?"

*She grinned and noticed the annoying box still in the elf's hand as he was busy trying to satisfy his hunger out on Rama. She called upon Atomos, a sentient life force being as he appeared in the sky in the form of a large bird, using his intellectual mind-power, dark rays of light connecting with the weakened elf, draining his power.*

"Box!"

*She waited as the box from the elf's hand dissipated out and rematerialized in Amy's hand, opening it to try and unleash the previoius attacks back on the elf.*
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OOC:Actually I had to rewrite the attack since I was putting you in the dark originally, and that would have served no purpose at all, lol. And we didn't plan the attack, I laughed when I saw him use the spell, never use a lust spell on someone with no morals whatsoever, lol. The box is magically bonded to Malkaeth and will continue to return to him like it did with Rama's attempt.

BIC: The dark elf struggles to remain conscious under the attacks against him. His foremost priority is to get to Rama. He only senses Amy's attempts to steal his box slightly. Before she can open the small casket, it vanishes from her hand to reappear near him. Getting to his hands and knees, Malkaeth begins to crawl towards Rama, blinded to nearly everything except the mutant. Distracted by Amy's caustic comments, Rama turns to make a witty one of his own only to find Malkaeth pulling him down to the floor.
 
The Executioner breaks free from the rock tendrils that Sati had created even as the lightnings cast by Devon strike him. His body is lit up from within for a couple of moments and he collapses to his knees. His clothing still smoking, the huge man works himself to his feet once more. He looks at Amora for a moment then back at Devon and hatred fairly glows in his eyes. Blood stains his tunic from where Sati has stabbed him. She has missed hitting any vital organs but the giants breathing has become more labored. One hand streaks out grabbing Sati by the front of her clothing and tosses her into Devon, knocking both of them down and leaving them stunned for a moment. Seeing the other man that Amora has entranced, his jealousy causes him to advance towards Brenthon who is battling against Melody.
 
Completely entranced by the "charms" of the Enchantress, Brenthon moves to interpose himself between Amora and Melody. His eyes glow menacingly as he petrifies his friend leaving her unable to move or speak.

Amora smiles as he attacks Melody, whispering into his ear. The close contact between them enhancing the pheremones that she is emitting. Brenthon's mind further fogs over until he is willing to do ANYTHING to please this most beautiful of women, including kill his friend.

So wrapped up in her plans to use Brenthon, Amora doesn't notcie the slient approach of the Executioner behind them and Brenthons mind is too befuddled to.
 
Originally posted by Titania
::Ti provides Loki with a charming smile, taking the grape in her teeth and chewing it thoughtfully as he redirects their conversation... she drains her glass and nods softly.::

"Why, there's me of course, what more could you want?"

::Ti laughs softly, sarcasm evident in her voice... she was only joking, loosening the mood a bit.::

"On a more serious note... It is not, what my world can do for you... more rather, what can you do in my world. Anything is possible, in my world. Anything. You would be so intrigued by the way my world works-- You are the God of Evil, Loki... You would find a feast before your very eyes in my world. Your opposition here, your father and half brother... would be no match for you and I. You have yet to see what I am capable of, darling."

::Ti pauses to allow that to settle in, as she takes a long draw from her goblet. Her eyes gaze around their setting, and then back to Loki::

"You saw what? A big Bubble by my hand? You felt the foundation shake with the rising of my voice? The draining of the physical life of my great Gypsy escort, because he was getting on my nerves? Those were mere whims of the second for me... I have done far greater things and not broken a sweat. IF, and do put an emphasis on if... IF your opposition proved to be more than we can handle... there are people in my world that I DO trust-- people that would come to my aid and ask no questions."

::Ti stops again... she look out at their surroundings on more... she slows her traveling gaze, taking everything in... as if she is savoring every inch of their setting... and perhaps she is...she speaks again, now gesturing, goblet in hand, to everything around them.::

"What do I want from Asgard? Just LOOK at this place... Breathtaking. I am one of those very few, who know precisely how to appreciate nature for its perfection. Even when it storms, it is perfect..."

::Ti's steely blue orbs were now fixated on Loki... it was impossible to tell how long she had been looking at him... and her voice was sincere...::

"And then, amongst the perfection of the nature here, I have stumbled upon yet another marvel.... The God of Evil Himself. YOU, Loki. Now, keep your mind on a professional level dear, for I am not referring to you in THAT way... well, not directly. ;) Other than the physical gratification we both can provide each other... you have MUCH to offer me... in more ways than you can imagine."
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Loki listens to Christy's speech and nods at several of her points.

"Tell me my dear, what possible use would you have for the gem. I haven't even begun to fathom all of its secrets though there appears to be some sort of Chronal energy tied to it as well as an almost intellegence."

While he is speaking, Loki begins to weave flowers together forming a woven crown of flowers that he places on Christy's head.
 
::Just as Devon had completed striking his lightning, he amazingly finds Sati flying straight at him. Unsure as of how to react, Devon immediately worked his magics and attempted sprouting vines infront of him as quickly as possible, only just in time for the fines to appear in front of him strong enough to catch hold of Sati. The impact of the executioner's throw was however strong, amd the vines only managed to slow Sati down, and she still fell onto Devon, together with the vines, in a heap::

"Argh!"

:: Devon then motioned his hands foward, and the vines disappeared with a black swirl only to appear in a heap some distance away as he teleblinked them away. He then stood up, along with Sati.::

"You alright? Sorry... That was the best i could pull in that 5 second's notice..."

::Devon then brought his attention to where the executioner stood, only to find him advancing towards the entranced Brenthon who apparently has yet to break free. At that moment, Devon greatly wished he would have enough power to move the entire Brenthon away from the executioner's impending attack. However, he knew he did not possess enough power to teleport an entire human being like how DC does. In a frantic attempt, he motioned his hands foward, and attempted teleblinking the giant axe which the executioner held. In a black swirl, the axe disappears to appear on Devon's hands, though for how long he didn't know. Devon then raised his staff, invoking in his dark magics, he removed the executioner's ability to see with a curse, rendering him blind for the next 4 posts, in hope that even if he atacks Brenthon, he would miss.::
 
OOC:Actually I had to rewrite the attack since I was putting you in the dark originally, and that would have served no purpose at all, lol. And we didn't plan the attack, I laughed when I saw him use the spell, never use a lust spell on someone with no morals whatsoever, lol. The box is magically bonded to Malkaeth and will continue to return to him like it did with Rama's attempt.

BIC: The dark elf struggles to remain conscious under the attacks against him. His foremost priority is to get to Rama. He only senses Amy's attempts to steal his box slightly. Before she can open the small casket, it vanishes from her hand to reappear near him. Getting to his hands and knees, Malkaeth begins to crawl towards Rama, blinded to nearly everything except the mutant. Distracted by Amy's caustic comments, Rama turns to make a witty one of his own only to find Malkaeth pulling him down to the floor.
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ooc- Oh ok, thanks. Have fun you two ;)

bic- *She looked down at the two men on the floor and stifled a laughter, biting her lip to keep it from bursting out. Figuring Rama had the elf taken care of, she turned around to find the other large nauisance. She watched the Executioner heading for Brenthon, now blinded and apparently without weapon, but that didn't make his enormous body any less lethal. She waved her hand and TKed his legs from out under him. She sent pulses of electricity surging through his mind, confusing the giant man and breaking his concentration for a moment as she sent him into a hallucination of Amora trying to leave him, her voice pounding through his head to leave her alone. Hopefully the hallucination would play off the Executioner's emotions and give him the "if i can't have you, no one will" state of mind and attack Amora.*
 
The dark elf struggles to remain conscious under the attacks against him. His foremost priority is to get to Rama. He only senses Amy's attempts to steal his box slightly. Before she can open the small casket, it vanishes from her hand to reappear near him. Getting to his hands and knees, Malkaeth begins to crawl towards Rama, blinded to nearly everything except the mutant. Distracted by Amy's caustic comments, Rama turns to make a witty one of his own only to find Malkaeth pulling him down to the floor.
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:: The vines only slowed her down for a moment, and Sati found herself knocking Devon over, tangled in the vines. As they teleblinked away, she rose ::

"I'm fine; that worked well enough."

:: She watched as Devon and Amy let their powers loose on the Executioner. While she wanted to contribute to that in the hopes of taking him down before he could do any major damage upon Brenthon, it looked like someone else was in more need of help... Rama, who seemed to attract trouble whever he went. In a second, she was by his side. Her left hand closing around Malkaeth's neck in her strong grip, squeezing hard enough to prevent him being able to breathe (assuming he did breathe), she pulled him back slightly, away from Rama. Channeling the powers of her agression talisman, she let go of his neck, and slammed an immensely fast and powerful double fisted shockwave into his chest; hard enough to send him flying backwards through the air, far, far away from Rama ::
 
Originally posted by Blacklight
::Just as Devon had completed striking his lightning, he amazingly finds Sati flying straight at him. Unsure as of how to react, Devon immediately worked his magics and attempted sprouting vines infront of him as quickly as possible, only just in time for the fines to appear in front of him strong enough to catch hold of Sati. The impact of the executioner's throw was however strong, amd the vines only managed to slow Sati down, and she still fell onto Devon, together with the vines, in a heap::

"Argh!"

:: Devon then motioned his hands foward, and the vines disappeared with a black swirl only to appear in a heap some distance away as he teleblinked them away. He then stood up, along with Sati.::

"You alright? Sorry... That was the best i could pull in that 5 second's notice..."

::Devon then brought his attention to where the executioner stood, only to find him advancing towards the entranced Brenthon who apparently has yet to break free. At that moment, Devon greatly wished he would have enough power to move the entire Brenthon away from the executioner's impending attack. However, he knew he did not possess enough power to teleport an entire human being like how DC does. In a frantic attempt, he motioned his hands foward, and attempted teleblinking the giant axe which the executioner held. In a black swirl, the axe disappears to appear on Devon's hands, though for how long he didn't know. Devon then raised his staff, invoking in his dark magics, he removed the executioner's ability to see with a curse, rendering him blind for the next 4 posts, in hope that even if he atacks Brenthon, he would miss.::
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As the axe appears in his hands, Devon marvels at the heaviness of the axe just before it crashes to the floor, nearly severing his foot. The axe must weigh over 500 pounds. The Executioner turns away from Brenthon as his axe disappears and glares at Devon for interfering. He takes a step in Devons direction asthe curse hits rendering him blind.
 
Originally posted by AmarisyFuller
ooc- Oh ok, thanks. Have fun you two ;)

bic- *She looked down at the two men on the floor and stifled a laughter, biting her lip to keep it from bursting out. Figuring Rama had the elf taken care of, she turned around to find the other large nauisance. She watched the Executioner heading for Brenthon, now blinded and apparently without weapon, but that didn't make his enormous body any less lethal. She waved her hand and TKed his legs from out under him. She sent pulses of electricity surging through his mind, confusing the giant man and breaking his concentration for a moment as she sent him into a hallucination of Amora trying to leave him, her voice pounding through his head to leave her alone. Hopefully the hallucination would play off the Executioner's emotions and give him the "if i can't have you, no one will" state of mind and attack Amora.*
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The blinded giant falls face first to the ground as his legs are knocked out from under him. He gets back to his knees as the hallucination hits. The hallucination is not far from the reality of his relationship with the Asgardian Sorceress and only makeshim more intent on destroying all who might be rivals for her attentions. Getting to his feet, he pauses for a moment trying to regain his bearings, smelling Amora's perfume he makes his way towards her, knowing she was near his newest rival when he was struck blind. A massive hand swings out and managesto connect with Brenthons side, ribs can be heard snapping sending the Gypsy flying.
 
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