Throes of Perdition [Invasion]

[OPEN] Throes of Perdition [Invasion]

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08-17-2013, 10:40 AM (This post was last modified: 08-20-2013, 05:18 PM by Levi.)

Levi

This was the time to prove his brothers-ship to the Throat. He was once Sergeant, so this should be easy enough…right? It was not until he heard the unmistakably thundering roar of numerous hoof beats tearing the soft earth’s crust, that he knew an invasion was coming and he knew now had never faced something like this before. Trying to get a better look, the grullo narrowed his eyes watching the walls. He spotted several soldiers approaching with their horns held high. They got past the unfinished walls, but their entrance was almost too noticeable. It was no other then the very welcoming, racist, and lovely Basin guests. Oh, joy Levi thought to himself with disgust. His heart was beating faster with wired anxiousness and his muscles ached of hatred towards the Basin. He hated them with all of his being and he especially hated Faelene right now because she was part of this whole charade. How could she even want to be a part of this horrible excuse of a herd? He thought to himself clenching his angular jaw. This was not happening now… it couldn’t be! A sour taste wrenched inside his mouth as he prepared to launch himself. He felt his bones ache for a fight, he wanted this now more than ever.

He was going to fight to the death he knew that for a fact. He was planning in his mind to try and calculate what he should do. As he was in the air, he flew slowly getting an overview of these horned monsters. He wanted so badly to let out a scream. He wanted to scream at them all and tell them how much he hated them. He was going to kill if it was necessary, and he would have no regrets. It was final. Levi began to see others go towards their opponents and he knew right then that he had to go to someone now. It didn’t matter who, he just needed to get his ass down towards anyone!

He narrowed in on a stallion with a mutt companion. Aiming down towards his left ribcage, he dove like a falcon towards the opponent. As he was arriving he knew that he was going to make this little fuckers stomach twist because he was going to flaunt something that he HATED. His wings. Levi flew so close to the little granules that made up his home, for a reason. He urged the little bits of sand and stone to came towards him. The little granules rose in large heaps, as they slowly come to his body as he wished. He concentrated more on his opponent than himself, but he wanted some kind of protection. Making himself a light coat of armor, the little granules hardened almost as though it looked like metal. They spun quickly urging him to go forwards. This is it he thought to himself.

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE YOU HORNED PRICK!” He hissed towards this devil stallion. “THIS IS OUR LAND, GET OUT NOW!” Before he said anymore Levi threw himself towards his opponent in anger. Flapping his wings loudly, he flew toward the monster, charging at him. He flew high enough so he could still kick at him. Taking his right back leg, he struck towards the figures back of his neck or skull as he flew by. He hoped he was successful in hitting his target, but he wasn’t sure. The beads of armor stayed in place as he flew over, spinning crazily in one another. Quickly, he turned back in the direction of the dark figure and landed so he could fight on the ground. Now he was facing towards the stallion’s rear and ready to fight on the ground. He was fucking ready. The brute dropped the little granulates of sand so he could face this beast with nothing but his bare skin.

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Summary: Okay ,so, Levi made himself armor from his magic. Then he dove towards Crowley towards his left so he would be able to face Crowley head on. He flew towards him, but flew over him as he aimed to kick Crowley in the back of the neck or the skull. Then Levi turned around and landed facing Crowley’s rear so that he could fight Crowley on the ground.

Attack: Aims to kick Crowley on the back of his neck or skull

Defense: Temporary armor

Injuries: None

Magic count: ½ I’m not sure if it counts but I will count it anyways!

@[Crowley]

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