With the sand swirling all around now, Aya quickly took the opportunity to pull her goggles up over her eyes. Seeing Koios at work made her feel extremely glad that she managed to earn his help.
Bahamut flew beside the pair startling close for a few seconds, quickly earning Aya's attention before the dragon peeled off to deal with more flying heartless. Right ahead she spotted the incoming spray of darkness sent in their direction and she shouted for Quetzalcoatl to move. She'd experienced that soul-dissolving darkness up close seconds ago, she had no desire to repeat the sensation.
But with the sheer amount the demon held within him, dodging it was completely impossible and the best Quetzalcoatl could manage was to veer upwards and avoid going through the dead center of the darkness. Aya shuddered as they emerged from the darkness, her summon shaking as well and veering through the air erratically.
With a sudden shove to the pelvic bone-shaped guard, the Spine was shoved back into the left-hand subspace pocket, enabling Aya to secure her grip on the feathered serpent. Taking advantage of Koios aggressively engaging Chernabog, Aya quickly began queuing up some magic.
"Time to show you how I got that nickname." she muttered, words intended for Koios but likely unheard over the chaotic battle. "Brandon ain't the only one who can be original."
Clouds increased overhead, though this time lightning did not dance between them, their presence bringing a sudden extreme chill to the area. Dull, distant blue lights could barely be made out in the clouds, moving slowly across the heavens.
"Death of all heat..." Aya chanted, blue light roiling off the fingers of her right hand as she traced circles and lines in the air, which lingered as Quetzalcoatl orbited around the gigantic demon. "Herald of Ragnarok, called by the hound of hounds!" She completed her first loop around Chernablog, connecting the blue strands of magical light with a snap.
The howling of wolves came distant at first, picking up as the wind within the circle increased. The blue lights descended from the sky, easily mistaken for multiple comets at first, but each soon revealed to be large wolf-shaped pieces of ice magic of the highest order. Where Brandon had created the Thunder Step, Aya used her mastery of ice magic over the years to craft her own answer.
Vicious as the animals they stole their images from, the ice descended on Chernabog like a hungry wolf pack.
"FIMBULWINTER!"
(OOC: Let me know if there are any issues with that. >_>)
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...the beaten, and the damned. He said will you defeat them, your demons...
Date: 2011-07-18 11:21 pm (UTC)Bahamut flew beside the pair startling close for a few seconds, quickly earning Aya's attention before the dragon peeled off to deal with more flying heartless. Right ahead she spotted the incoming spray of darkness sent in their direction and she shouted for Quetzalcoatl to move. She'd experienced that soul-dissolving darkness up close seconds ago, she had no desire to repeat the sensation.
But with the sheer amount the demon held within him, dodging it was completely impossible and the best Quetzalcoatl could manage was to veer upwards and avoid going through the dead center of the darkness. Aya shuddered as they emerged from the darkness, her summon shaking as well and veering through the air erratically.
With a sudden shove to the pelvic bone-shaped guard, the Spine was shoved back into the left-hand subspace pocket, enabling Aya to secure her grip on the feathered serpent. Taking advantage of Koios aggressively engaging Chernabog, Aya quickly began queuing up some magic.
"Time to show you how I got that nickname." she muttered, words intended for Koios but likely unheard over the chaotic battle. "Brandon ain't the only one who can be original."
Clouds increased overhead, though this time lightning did not dance between them, their presence bringing a sudden extreme chill to the area. Dull, distant blue lights could barely be made out in the clouds, moving slowly across the heavens.
"Death of all heat..." Aya chanted, blue light roiling off the fingers of her right hand as she traced circles and lines in the air, which lingered as Quetzalcoatl orbited around the gigantic demon. "Herald of Ragnarok, called by the hound of hounds!" She completed her first loop around Chernablog, connecting the blue strands of magical light with a snap.
The howling of wolves came distant at first, picking up as the wind within the circle increased. The blue lights descended from the sky, easily mistaken for multiple comets at first, but each soon revealed to be large wolf-shaped pieces of ice magic of the highest order. Where Brandon had created the Thunder Step, Aya used her mastery of ice magic over the years to craft her own answer.
Vicious as the animals they stole their images from, the ice descended on Chernabog like a hungry wolf pack.
"FIMBULWINTER!"
(OOC: Let me know if there are any issues with that. >_>)