Runaway Devil (hero-in-the-dark)

[Mirchie]

Re: Runaway Devil (hero-in-the-dark)

Mîrchell cocked her head to one side in mock-inquisitiveness at the other demoness' comment, before mentally scolding herself as her little taunt cost her another gash. She looked down at her body, strong, large, powerful, if only she was able to tap into her fathers magic, but alas, he had been so cruel as to deny her the greatest power of her heritage. Instead, she would slice these insects to goblin fodder. Blood was flowing from her multiple wounds, and her shoulders sagged slightly, but the albino was still grinning just as maniacally, her face looking nearly, but not quite insane as she eyed up the others, her wings giving a single small flap before folding neatly away behind her back.

"Are you sure you could handle my soul? I fear it would make you violently ill, little demon." she sneered, before raising her blade, above head height, and stretching, slowly walking forwards as she waited for their inevitable attack, hopping to the side as it came, and making an attempt to sever the arm of the hammer-wielder, giggling at their sudden incompetence, regardless of her own current blood-loss.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Runaway Devil (hero-in-the-dark)

Spoiler

Mîrchells Stats: HP = 19/65, PP = 55, EP = 60

The man walks right into Mîrchells attack, allowing her to easily avoid his strike while launching a counterattack of her own.

To-Hit: Hit.
Damage: 7 + 17 - 10 = 14 damage.

Once more Mîrchells blade grates against the mans armor, drawing more of his blood but allowing him to avoid having his limb taken off. Instead, her blade gets caught in the torn metal that it causes as it just barely misses the joint in in his armor. The man grunts in pain and quickly jumps black, a gout of his blood erupting from his wound and covering her blade. He seems to stumble somewhat, his breathing noticeably heavy, and holds back as the woman rushes in to attack Mîrchell.

To-Hit: Miss.

The albino just barely avoids the womans attack, taking a light scrape from the tip of her sword. She is sweating visibly, and doesn't respond to Mîrchells taunt other than to swiftly pull back, panting, with her greatsword angled to block any attack her foe might attempt to make.

 

[Mirchie]

Re: Runaway Devil (hero-in-the-dark)

Mîrchell grinned happily as blood squirted over her blade, staining the steel dark red, as she withdrew, giggling as she flipped the blade up to in front of her face, making a display of dragging her tongue heavily across the blade to lap up the blood before turning her attention to the annoying female, her grin turning to a scowl. "I bet you're a filthy whore, just like those disgusting Succubi. Maybe we can test that theory, slut." she snapped suddenly.

At this, she strode forwards, twirling her large sword around her hand, before bringing it around, deliberately aiming to clash the blade against the females greatsword, before slipping it down to the handle, and twisting around, aiming to force the demoness' blade to be pushed by her own, spinning it around her wrists, before shoving forwards, hopefully unbalancing the sword enough to bring her elbow down upon her foe's wrists, forcing her to drop the unbalanced weapon, before lunging even further forwards. She tried to wrap one hand around the demoness' throat, quickly jumping back and spinning around, hopefully dragging the female demon around with her, squeezing tightly on her neck as the albino aimed to use her as a shield against the hammer-wielding knight, grinning maniacally as her legs began to get slick with her own blood, eyes pulsing a far brighter shade of red as her fury and bloodlust rose.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Runaway Devil (hero-in-the-dark)

Spoiler

Mîrchells Stats: HP = 19/65, PP = 55, EP = 60

To-Hit: Hit.

Mîrchell grabbed a hold of the female knight before she could pull away, and pulled her in front of the other knight as he prepared to attack her.

To-Hit: Miss.
Grapple: Enemy wins.

The demon was forced to pull back form his attack, lest he hit his ally. The woman hissed in pain as Mîrchell twisted her arm. Suddenly, however, she twisted around and pulled herself out of Mîrchells grasp. With a tuck and roll, she reclaimed her weapon and spun to face her once more.