[Oh ouch, Sunrise's attack really stings. In fact, that coupled with the other hits ends with the Dark Knight kneeling, grip tight on Deathbringer.]
You are doing well. But is it truly enough?
[Apparently not, because he activates Living Dead, rising back to his feet at full health. The dark flames surround him now, replacing the Shadow Wall's barrier. Shadow Wall is no longer in effect.
He casts Rakukaja on himself, followed by Wild Thunder. Roll a 1d20 to see if you're hit.]
The God of Chaos must be stopped, and if you are the ones to do it, then you must be prepared to face him. If you cannot overcome this then how will you hope to stand against him?
[It's a good thing that Arven manages to dodge the lighting strike (2), because it would have done massive damage to him in his enraged state.
He's too rage-brained to offer a rebuttal with words, so he lets his actions do the talking for him. He leaps up and goes for another hard swing of his frying pan at the Dark Knight (14).]
[ Once again, Sunrise manages to push through the fear (1) and dodge the thunder (8).
Unfortunately, she has forgotten she has a Persona or what it even is, and she decided does not want to stab Argenti's important person with a bayonet, armour or no. So instead she rushes at him, slinging the large case she usually uses to carry her weapon around to slam it into him (3, 17).
When in doubt, hit the problem until it ceases to be a problem. ]
A long fight doesn't always mean hopelessness! Your fortitude is impressive, but it's also our job to end the fight and save you.
[ After Aerith gets hit, Rutile quickly outlines her silhouette with his dagger for Draw With Friends, and the jolt of lightning that sails towards Fray in retaliation strikes true (19)! Wahoo! ]
[ Fray has risen again back to full health, right before their very eyes. But, Argenti himself doesn't even feel deterred in the slightest - The Dark Knight had already proclaimed his words, his question before all of this...asking about their limits. He has already fought so many times before, when he was against a myriad opponents, when there seemed no end.
This seems to be the same.
But, he doesn't tire.
He doesn't flinch, nor does he feel inclined to give in. In fact, once again, Argenti feels as if his will grows even stronger. He is compelled by every single part of him to continue to reach out, to never stop his efforts. Not for anything.
Not even if the world itself was on the brink of destruction; the words spoken like a broken record from a man who thinks he is a mere shadow of a man do not shake him. The lightning misses (1), but the Rage lingers, drives his words this time instead of leaving him aimless. ]
Be free from prison of your heart, dearest Fray!
You have heard everyone here, haven't you? Every single person that is here, fighting against you, stands with you.
You are no longer the shadow that sets upon guiding someone along their story.
You are the person who has met many who have come to cherish you, who have come to care for you as your own individual!
I know you are more than what you have convinced yourself to be! I shall sing it to you, I shall speak it to you, I shall show it you, even when you think that this is for naught.
Even when you think you are ill-deserving of it. Even when you've forgotten yourself, become mired and consumed deeply in despair. I will be there to remind you, and when needed, bring you to your senses with all that I have.
...So, I will come at you as many times as I must.
I'll never stop bearing my heart to you, reminding you of my love. Until you're back in my arms, and even then...I shall give to you such deep affection that will be nothing less than purely everlasting, and beautiful.
[ Argenti comes again at Fray, and he strikes at him again, this time, his large spear being aimed low (5, 11), barely hitting. But it is a movement aimed to try to trip him off-balance. ]
[More electricity, but despite the haze he's still nimble enough to step out of the way when a bolt comes crashing down (2).]
This your idea of a practical exam or something? How about you stop talking like none of this is any of your business once we've fledged the nest. We're not gonna let you laze around on the sidelines while we kick that god's ass, so get back here so you can pull your damn weight!
[There's a feint with his swords before he steps into a kick to the back of a shin (8, 11) to try and destabilize the Shadow.]
Edited (typos..... my worst enemy......) 2024-10-15 21:51 (UTC)
[ Unfortunately, Yi Sang was Zapped by the Wild Thunder (13), but he can can shrug that off with Diarama. He also gets in a good stab with his blade, thankfully (12, 10). ]
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You are doing well. But is it truly enough?
[Apparently not, because he activates Living Dead, rising back to his feet at full health. The dark flames surround him now, replacing the Shadow Wall's barrier. Shadow Wall is no longer in effect.
He casts Rakukaja on himself, followed by Wild Thunder. Roll a 1d20 to see if you're hit.]
The God of Chaos must be stopped, and if you are the ones to do it, then you must be prepared to face him. If you cannot overcome this then how will you hope to stand against him?
[Roll with advantage again!]
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We will overcome this.
[ And she'll go in with a Makouha (12) to the Dark Knight for some light Bless damage! ]
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He's too rage-brained to offer a rebuttal with words, so he lets his actions do the talking for him. He leaps up and goes for another hard swing of his frying pan at the Dark Knight (14).]
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Unfortunately, she has forgotten she has a Persona or what it even is, and she decided does not want to stab Argenti's important person with a bayonet, armour or no. So instead she rushes at him, slinging the large case she usually uses to carry her weapon around to slam it into him (3, 17).
When in doubt, hit the problem until it ceases to be a problem. ]
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A long fight doesn't always mean hopelessness! Your fortitude is impressive, but it's also our job to end the fight and save you.
[ After Aerith gets hit, Rutile quickly outlines her silhouette with his dagger for Draw With Friends, and the jolt of lightning that sails towards Fray in retaliation strikes true (19)! Wahoo! ]
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[ Cleansing Mafuyu's fear and also dodging Wild Thunder (7)! Awww yeah. ]
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This seems to be the same.
But, he doesn't tire.
He doesn't flinch, nor does he feel inclined to give in. In fact, once again, Argenti feels as if his will grows even stronger. He is compelled by every single part of him to continue to reach out, to never stop his efforts. Not for anything.
Not even if the world itself was on the brink of destruction; the words spoken like a broken record from a man who thinks he is a mere shadow of a man do not shake him. The lightning misses (1), but the Rage lingers, drives his words this time instead of leaving him aimless. ]
Be free from prison of your heart, dearest Fray!
You have heard everyone here, haven't you? Every single person that is here, fighting against you, stands with you.
You are no longer the shadow that sets upon guiding someone along their story.
You are the person who has met many who have come to cherish you, who have come to care for you as your own individual!
I know you are more than what you have convinced yourself to be! I shall sing it to you, I shall speak it to you, I shall show it you, even when you think that this is for naught.
Even when you think you are ill-deserving of it. Even when you've forgotten yourself, become mired and consumed deeply in despair. I will be there to remind you, and when needed, bring you to your senses with all that I have.
...So, I will come at you as many times as I must.
I'll never stop bearing my heart to you, reminding you of my love. Until you're back in my arms, and even then...I shall give to you such deep affection that will be nothing less than purely everlasting, and beautiful.
[ Argenti comes again at Fray, and he strikes at him again, this time, his large spear being aimed low (5, 11), barely hitting. But it is a movement aimed to try to trip him off-balance. ]
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This your idea of a practical exam or something? How about you stop talking like none of this is any of your business once we've fledged the nest. We're not gonna let you laze around on the sidelines while we kick that god's ass, so get back here so you can pull your damn weight!
[There's a feint with his swords before he steps into a kick to the back of a shin (8, 11) to try and destabilize the Shadow.]
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Good, since if anyone has any hope of getting through with words, it's surely Argenti, not him.]