☼ Demon Hunters ☼ Destruction of Angels ☼

[Ylva Rane]

((Curse my nook, despite how cool it is. And I wrote mine in class as well XD. I have nothing to say.))

.* Arren Alazne *.

The sudden blast echoed through the area, and Arren perked up immediately. "There. There...there they are!" He exclaimed, urging the lizardmen around him in the direction of the blast. It was too bad he was on the opposite side of the mansion, though, so it would take a bit to get where he was sure the hunters would be. Luckily, not all of his lizardmen were with him. Others had branched off to search where ever he wasn't. Arren couldn't wait to capture the escapees. He would slaughter Trinity, cut her into pieces, kill her slowly and painfully. And now that he knew the other hunter... the Grey human, had the watch, he would get it from her, and perhaps torture her further. She was annoyingly resistant, and her disrespect towards his majesty was inexcusable. But he would still kill her first, and then use the watch to amplify his powers and make Trinity's death even more miserable than was currently possible. It would be an exquisite taste of fun.

He just couldn't wait to get them.

.* Caia Grey *.

Caia never felt a bloodlust in a sword as much as she did in Trinity's. Being a demonic weapon, the hunter expected some kind of oddity, but this was ridiculous. The blade practically shouted for joy every time she sliced through a lizardman. Enough was obviously not going to be enough for this sword, and it was a good thing, too. The lizardmen were a never ending amoeba.

She was swinging one-handed at the demons (thank goodness the sword was a part of a set and it was meant to be wielded in that manner) while keeping the blue ball of her energy swirling in her other hand. As long as she kept it there, it would make it seem like she had the watch with her still, and if Arren wanted it that badly, he'd ignore Trinity's existence temporarily and focus solely on her. After all, if he found out Trinity had the watch, and Trinity was still in the mansion grounds, he'd definitely kill her. At least this way, Caia wouldn't die immediately. At the moment, she was more valuable alive than dead, because he was too idiotically uninformed to know otherwise. She could hear him coming. Arren must have noticed her blasting of the wall. He'd have to be deaf not to. 'Good.' Caia thought, kicking a lizardman. She turned to look at Arren as he rounded the corner, and immediately sent burst of her energy flying at him. Not waiting to see the results, though she would find great joy in seeing his face blown to pieces, she turned again and ran through the astonished lizardman, slashing at any that came near her.

Arren, who had managed a spell to protect himself, growled something in demonic, and immediately the lizardmen were sent after her. Caia really didn't know how long she could keep this up. Hopefully Trinity got away by now.

[Placebo Effect]

((Kindles are great too! They are perfect for English class you can pretend you're reading a book!
I love how mental you make Arren sound. It's hilarious XD Though I'll be careful to make sure Trinity goes no where near the scary guy XD))

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.
Lars gasped when he was suddenly grabbed and left the floor, "what the...." he laughed when his stomach was poked in fact, "n-no..." he blinked and looked at the creature that had taken him up, "you put me down now" he snarled trying to wriggle free.
"My happiness starts at their death."

((what is a Leshy again? Lol I fail))

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MINI-Random Event!

Leshy a woodland spirit (Slavic Mythology)
known for mischievous behaviour such as
enchanting humans to come into their cave,
where it will then tickle them to death.

Hello! I think everyone in the arena has been doing brilliantly, making friends building shelters, finding food and water... So like the nuisance I am... I’m unleashing three Leshys into the arena! *cackles like a mad person*
If you come across a Leshy, I don't mind playing them, but if you want to, feel free to.

...........................Leshy
...............The Leshy chuckled when Lars laughed, and as he begun to carry the boy back to his cave he repeatedly poked Lars in the stomach, trying to get that noise to happen again. For some unknown reason, Leshy's found the sound of laughter hilarious. When Lars tried to get free, the Leshy twisted Lars upside down and held the boys ankles instead.

...........................тrιnιтy loυrd ĸane.
...............Trinity felt quite strange without her swords. At one point they had been part of her, thirsting after hunter blood as much as she as Solitude had thirsted after it. Then after seventeen painful years of submergence that had almost driven Trinity to madness, the swords had been reversed by her brother and had thirsted after demon blood... Just like she had. She bit her lip, which was a bad idea since she fell over a rock and bit down hard enough to bring up blood. She pulled herself to her feet, wondering if she really was as blood thirsty as demons, all this time fighting against being half demon and she really was just as bad as them? Trinity grimaced as she ducked under a low hanging branch. She could hear Solitude laughing at the back of her mind, behind the wall of angelic magic that Damien had constructed. Solitude wouldn't touch the angelic magic, and Trinity knew there was no chance of the sleepy halfling waking up anytime soon, Solitude's mind was even more trashed than Trinity's so much that it would pain Solitude to even think.

Trinity groaned at the lizard man who'd suddenly appeared in front of her, and wasted no time in slamming the end of the curtain rail into his throat. The green scaled beast fell backwards, choking, as Trinity stumbled and tried to regain what little balance she still had left. She lifted the rail up, and then smacked it down on the back of the lizard's head, knocking it out. If she'd had her swords, she'd have stabbed at it to make sure it was dead, but a curtain rail had no blood thirst and Trinity stumbled off again.

The mark on her ankle was pulsing again, perhaps she was close to this limit Hakan had set up for her powers, she felt useless and vulnerable without them. Without her swords, or her powers, and in her current state, Trinity for the first time in a long while felt weak and useless. Caia had even had to cause a diversion so she could get away. Trinity hated the feeling.

ѕнσυℓ∂ ωє ℓινє тσ єχρє¢тαтισиѕ - σя ѕнσυℓ∂ ωє fιgнт тσ вяєαк тнєм؟

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.
Lars blinked and laughed again when his stomach was poked once more and wriggled again just to be put upside down, "Nuuuu! You tree with legs put me down!" he shook his ankles and held onto the sheath of his sword so he wouldn't loose it on the way, he considered shifting into his wolf form but that would end up on a broken leg.
"My happiness starts at their death."

[Placebo Effect]

...........................Leshy
...............Unfortunately for Lars the Leshy was having too much fun, swinging the human through the air and then poking him in the stomach. The Leshy had no words to counter the humans since it's own language was made of barely ten words. It didn't understand Lars, it just understood that the laughing was funny. It chuckled and prodded Lars in the stomach again, watching the human swing through the air.

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.
Lars just laughed again, he growled and grabbed his sword and tried sticking it into the Leshy's arm or leg or whatever, he just wanted to get free from this tree with legs and arms.
"My happiness starts at their death."

[Placebo Effect]

...........................Leshy
...............The Leshy swung Lars suddenly upright to avoid being stabbed with the sword, and shook the young hunter, before prodding the boy's stomach again and again. Why was the food fighting back? Food wasn't supposed to do that was it?

Castanet back in the glass room (or what was left of it) was chuckling slightly. She knew Lars wasn't in much danger, the Leshy was rather stupid, but it was amusing to watch the Leshy try to figure out why the boy was stabbing him with a sword. She wondered if Lars would take down the Leshy or if she would have to go and help with it. She could run yes, but not that fast in such a short space of time. Though there were other ways to help, like the thousands of snakes that had been purposely hiding in the arena that she could ask to swarm the monsters.

wнen lιғe ιѕ laιd oυт вeғore yoυ, ғιgнт тo вreaĸ ғree.

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.
Lars gasped and held the sword tightly when he burst into another laughing crisis, he was crying because of laughing so much by this point, 'what a shame... Leon would be laughing like mad if was seeing this' he thought but knew the demon wasn't in contact with him, and by some point was glad that the laughing had distracted him a bit of the pain on his eye but being held upside down was starting to give him a head ache.

He managed to control himself and stuck the sword on the Leshy once more.
"My happiness starts at their death."

[Placebo Effect]

...........................Leshy
...............The Leshy growled, how dare this food hurt it. This must be bad food. The Leshy shook Lars again, trying to knock the sense into the food. The laughing was good, the hurting was bad. That's how the Leshy's mind operated on this situation. It let go, dropping Lars to the floor before glaring at the food. The Leshy had a stick in it's hand, a walking stick, which it proceeded to jab into Lars's stomach.