2874 {Open and Accepting}

[Horseman Of Deaths]

☭ ℋσɾsӭɱaΩ ☣f Ͼoȵɋuӭst ☭

'It's not possible, the damned thing is getting up!' Conquest thought in amazement. War had dealt a blow that would have killed the mightiest of the Demi-Gods, and yet this cursed beast kept coming.

He drew his bow and then thought better of it. It would be like a mouse killing a whale with a toothpick...no gonna happen. He would need a bigger bow. He looked and saw Grred's ballista, and got an idea. With a few Latin words, a ballista appeared before him, the kind used by the "Dragon Slayers" of this world. It had eight massive arrows that would be shot at once.
Conquest took aim at the beast, fired. Being that they were fired by Conquest, the arrows would hit, no matter the wards around the beast.
The arrows hissed through the air, two sticking the beast in the right leg, one left shoulder, three when through his chest and abdomen, while one was caught by a huge hand. The last arrow was under the direct control of the Rider that had fired it, and passed the beast, only to circle and hit the giant in his Achilles Tendon on the back of his left ankle.

The beast let out a roar of pain and fell, not being able to use his left foot anymore. The giant pushed himself up to where he was on his knees, now even height as Dolk, and picked up a near buy car and flung it at the Horseman, who dodged with a simple side step.

War had wounded the beast, Conquest had made it immobile, it was not up to Famine and Death. If each gave their all, they could maybe kill the beast...or at least be able to send it back to Hell. Conquest hoped that it wouldn't come to them having to use their the Jewels of the Apocalypse.  

[xXxFaminexXx]

ʄαӎɩɳє

"Everything I see is decaying, Everything I touch turns to ashes. I am Famine, And I will watch your Kingdoms fall before my blade."

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Famine had barely moved, even when part of the sand around him was glassed over by War's blast. He wheezed horribly, watching as the knee of the beast fell towards his Brother War, and the Virtue. Conquest had done well, but put War in danger. Normally this wasnt a problem, War was strong...but he has been weakened. Even Kindness could not move quick enough to save them both. He tried to warn them, but nothing could come out. He just doesnt have the ability to speak well.

Famine leans backward, then simply disappears from sight, a great gust of wind erupting past War and Kindness, Famine floating with a single arm raised to the falling knee. Another gust of wind, and the monster halts in it's fall. If they look up, the knee has been halted by the floating Famine. He pushes with a roar, and actual roar, the knee being knocked upwards by the force. Famine blurs, and appears next to the leg, and with another roar, and a solid kick, the leg is sent sideways, the deamon falling to it's side with the blow.

Famine pants, blood pouring from his eyes and mouth as he floats to the ground, a glow coming from within his mouth, a blood stained....tounge ring? Glowing a deep, dark grey, the blood is flowing around it...like a catalyst. This is Famine's Jewel, and it pulses deeply. Famine cannot speak for the moment, but his bloodshot eyes look at War with a hint of concern, worried for his Brother.

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[Munashii the Unseen]

The Horseman had sucked in a breath as the knee of the monster made its way towards him and the Virtue. He knew he wouldn't be able to get out in time, in his weakened state. He had half-expected it to crush him to a pulp, thus throwing him out of battle-condition for a long time. A warm, dry wind blew past him, blowing past his cloak. He moved his gaze upwards, ember-like eyes widening as he looked upon Famine. The Rider had saved him. He gave a slight incline of his head, the gesture acknowledging Famine.

War shook his head slowly in reply to his worried expression, not speaking. He let out a low whistle. Grayish smoke curled from the ground lazily, the shadow his mount, Era, appearing in the smoke. Her form was hazy, almost as if it was half in this world and half-out. He had not enough energy to fully summon his mighty beast. Era would only serve as a mount this time, as she could touch physical objects in her half-form.

Her misty nostrils flared as she stepped forward and placed a steaming hoof on the ground in front of him. His steed nickered softly as she butted her half-formed head against the Rider's chest. He loosely grabbed the reins and managed to swing himself up with a grunt in effort and pain.

He then clenched his right fist. Something glowed within his enclosed hand, a pale crimson glow. Turning his palm upwards towards the heavens, giving the glow of his Jewel its freedom, he shifted his eyes to look at the demon warily. Something within his mind told him that it was not over...

 

[Horseman Of Deaths]

Enough was enough, it was time for this to end. War was nearly dead, Conquest had acted foolishly and nearly caused the giant to crush War. If if had not been for Famine stepping in, there would only be three Horsemen. Death snarled at the way things were turning out, he looked at the injured War. Not only did Death have the power to take life, but he could also heal. He used hit power and restored the Horseman of Destruction back to his full strength.

For his next act, he waved his and and a black mist swirled through the town, consuming the Sins and Virtues. After a moment the mist cleared and they were gone. The Horseman had moved the Sins and Virtues to a safe area, because what came next would kill everything withing a half mile radius, though the other three Horsemen would be immune. But he was unsure if it would kill the giant, or if it would weaken him greatly. If it was the later, he was sure that the combined power of the Brothers of Doom would finish off the demon.

Death crossed his arms in and "X" in front of his chest and closed his eyes and he reached deep within himself and let an ancient magic flow through his veins. He began speaking in Latin, his voice deeper than usual and echoed with the oldest magic the world had ever known.
When he opened his eyes, they were glowing bright blue, and he unfolded his arms and flung his hands to sides, black fired erupting from them. He raised his arms straight out as it he were crucified, and held them there while he finished speaking. He then, so fast it couldn't be seen, clapped his flaming hands in front of him. The result was massive shock wave, that killed any rodents, or any other living things in the vicinity.

The wave hit the giant and the damage was massive, though not fatal.
The wave hit and the giant's skin instantly blistered, and tore. The blisters popped and began to ooze a black liquid that stunk like rotted flesh and brimstone, while the cuts bled blood that pooled on the ground in puddles of fire. The giant was on his knees, and 68% dead.
Death let out a slow breath and mumbled a word that was lost, while a ruby ring on his right hand glowed. He could sense that the other three were ready with their Jewels. One they were all together, they could combine their powers and slay the beast before them.


*Sorry for the absence, have had a LOT going on. But I'm back.*  

[Munashii the Unseen]

War sighed with relish as the power he had lost was restored, filling him with renewed vigor. Era fully shimmered into existence and she reared back as the fiery Horseman lifted his clenched fist, the Jewel glowing furiously. The return of his power brought a light feeling upon him, giving him the feeling that he was powerful - enough to even destroy the world if he wanted! But the Rider restrained himself. Although he was one of the eldest of the four, he knew it was not his duty to bring upon a second Apocalypse...

Again, he sighed, but this time it was with a sadness that almost seemed to be the opposite of what he had felt only moments earlier. Death's power had not destroyed the demon, barely made a dent. Sure, it was beginning to fall apart... but it was not enough to obliterate the henchman of Satan. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, clenching his fist even more. So this was it. The Horsemen would have to use their Jewels - the pinnacle of their power!


[Welcome back, Death. (: ]

 

[xXxFaminexXx]

ʄαӎɩɳє

"Everything I see is decaying, Everything I touch turns to ashes. I am Famine, And I will watch your Kingdoms fall before my blade."

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Like sand Famine moved, looking back to his Brother War as he did so, a hint of sadness in his eyes. He lands near Death, the sad look replaced by a blank one, utterly void of emotion as he brings his sickle around, and cleaves the front of his torso open, blood splattering across the ground. Not even a grunt from Famine, and his eyes go wild, pain fueled insanity causing him to roar, before he sticks out his tongue, his Jewel detaching from his blood soaked appendege.

He begins to laugh, vocal cords now wet with blood, capable of speech. His laughter is almost angelic, though the ground rumbles from the power he begins to emmit, the Jewel humming deeply as it activates. Famine's blood begins to float from the ground, from his chest and mouth. Like a mini stream it wraps around the Jewel, and with a bang, it is sucked into it. A cloud of dust rises around Famine, hiding a gruesome process. The blood connecting him to the Jewel has turned into thousands of chain links, wrapped tightly around Famine, who is laughing from the pain the razor sharp, crimson links are causing him.

Blood flows from between the links, up towards the jewel, which is filled with utter power, enough to cause even Greed to think twice about taking it. A Cage of Chains surrounds the Jewel, Famine has activated his Jewel, and looks up at Death, his eyes bleeding from the sockets of his skull.

"Cmoooon Brother, Lets watch it Burn, I'll be your Deadman Again." Laughter, and he waits, a sickeningly wide grin across his face.

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Im back baby, YEAAAAAAAAHHHHHH