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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/2/2018 4:12:45 PM
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The door flew forward, crashing on the ground and denting as it made a path out of the dust that was on the ground. As Zane entered, baker moved in swiftly behind him, moving to the right of the entrance.
Upon entry into the large circular room, there sat a man on a pedestal. He was old, maybe in his fifties. He had dark black hair that began to grey, and his old eye lids were closed.
In the room were bodies and bodies, likely twenty of them. However, they were not dead. All of them were alive.
The man chuckled as the two entered
“Ah...fresh meat...” He would say slowly. “My little creatures can feed then...hehe. Hahaha. HAHAHAHA!” He laughed, still keeping his eyes closed as everyone in the room began to stir awake from their slumber.
Without hesitation, baker fired a blunt arrow. But...
It was stopped. It pinged off the air five feet in front of the man, revealing a domed shield around him.
“....Crap.” Baker said.
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"Dont worry about the shield, leave that to me. Use your stun dart to take down these hostages before they surrounded us." [i]He formed and threw multiple concussive grenades at the possessed cultists, attempting to slow them down long enough for Baker to knock them out.[/i]
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“I only have three more stun darts!” Baker Yelled as he shot at three of the men, shocking them back into unconsciousness. Meanwhile the rest were still disoriented from being awoken in such a fashion. “And no, I GOT THE SHIELD! You get to smacking them silly!” Baker exclaimed. “Just make sure to cover me!” Suddenly Baker got on one knee and raised his hand up to the shield, and a large beam of blue light shot from his hand and into the shield, coating it in a blue light.
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[i]Zane dashed in and went to work, bouncing between the possessed cultists while hitting them with the flat of his blade.[/i]
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He managed to take down six of the twenty, before the test of them stood up. However they were still getting their bearings.
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[i]He continued to bounce between the cultists, striking hard and fast. [/i]
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He took out another four, but that still left ten. And now, all of them saw Zane. One of them became imbued with electricity, and sent forth lightning from his hands and towards Zane. Another began to speed towards him, as fast as a car and with a sickle in hand.
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[i]With grace he sidestepped the man charging at him and slammed him with the flat of his blade. The lighting however would strike his shield, damaging it. He dashed forward with his buster sword held by his side, ready to cut through the next magical attack.[/i]
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However as he went to strike, he felt a powerful blow to his left, which sent him soaring through the air and crashing into the wall, getting stuck in it so his feet were half a foot off the ground. As he looked to his left, he saw One of the men have a massive piece of stone for a fist.
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[i]Once again his shielding took most of the damage, but the heavy hit weakened it severally. He used his thrusters to break out of the wall, charging at the stone fisted man. [/i]
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Zane however would feel another surge of electricity contact his shield as the stone fist winded up for a strike. One of the men began to fly into the air, a bow and arrow in hand. Along with the electricity, arrows began to fire at Zane.
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[i]Zane leapt up into the air, cutting through the lighting and arrows. He opened a small portal Into his personal vault and grabbed a new grenade that he had been experimenting with. He tossed the new grenade at the stone fisted man, and when it made contact it froze him solid. It appeared that he had created a cryo grenade, and it was very effective. [/i]
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The flying man quickly moved out of the way of Zane, continuing to fire arrows at him. With two of the ten down, there were still another six who hadn’t attacked Zane. A new one now slapped the air, and before Zane could realize he saw a massive purple hand form in the air and smack him across the room.
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[i]He used his thrusters to recover and started hovering in the air. He formed more cryo grenades and tossed them out at the cultists.[/i]
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He froze four of them, however the electricity user and stone user were unharmed. More lightning shocked Zane’s shields until they were essentially depleted.
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[spoiler]Fak you, I decided when my shield breaks[/spoiler] [i]He Glared at the caster and took aim. His fist cracked with energy as he dove and slammed his fist into the spell slinger.[/i]
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His fist cracked against the shocking man’s jaw, dislocating it and sending him limp to the ground with a [i]thud![/i] “Almost got it!” Baker Yelled as the flying archer sent more arrows down at Zane.
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[i]He formed his ward to catch the arrows, then leaped up Into the air using his ward to protect him from the arrows. Once close enough, he dropped the ward and swung the flat of his blade at the Archer.[/i]
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The steel smashed into the archers face, sending spit and blood flying as he fell limply to the ground unconscious. “And...got it!” Baker Yelled, as suddenly the shield exploded into nothing but harmless particles, leaving just the old man. “....ah shoot.” The elder said.
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Edited by Zane the 3rd: 1/2/2018 11:26:31 PM[i]It was time to end this. He'd make sure that this crazed elder wouldn't hurt anyone again. He took aim once again, his fist crackling with power and he slammed down on the old man.[/i]
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Zane’s fist collided with the side of the old man’s skull, instantly making him fall limp off the pedestal and onto the ground. Still, but breathing. “Well there you go!” Jon exclaimed, walking towards the pedestal. “How was he controlling these guys you think? All of em seem to have magic some how, I haven’t seen a group this big since...well, ever.”
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Edited by Zane the 3rd: 1/3/2018 12:20:43 AM"They were being controlled by the pants. The old man somehow managed to take control over them all, but how is the next question."
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“Well, The Pants are enchanted ya? And the guy didn’t try to control us? Maybe his pair somehow took control of everyone who was wearing em.”
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"In order to do that, he'd half to have made his own pair. That means the machine must be nearby."
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“Ya. So it’s just like a sewing machine probably right?” Baker asked, moving to tie the old man up. However, he grabbed one of his swords and cut through the fabric of the man’s pants, ruining them.
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"That's what the shop keeper told me. Should be easy to spot." [i]Zane began looking around, examining the room. [/i]
