Bring it (Open Battle)

[Rapidus Procella]

Alright, i am bored; so someone accept my challenge. Anyone, only one person.

Location: Lost City by ~wolfcat on deviantART

Name and Title:*
Syntrax: The Two-Sided Curse
Original name:*
Syatran
Age:*25
Gender: Male
Description:*Compared to what he looked like when he had a heart, Syntrax looks “ugly”. The height in which he stands is a brilliant five foot, ten inches. Yeah it may seem he is not short, but nor is he tall; his height is perfect for his build, and his weight. He weighs at an astonishing two hundred forty-five pounds, and he has a build slightly above average, but not so muscular in which it will slow him down. Now that the simple parts of Syntrax’s appearance is out of the way; I do believe it is time to get down to his other features; Syntrax’s hair color is not so rare, actually his hair color is not like the other members of the Organization XV, his hair is the color of sand, but slightly different. With sand being the color of a light brown, Syntrax;s hair is kind of a light tan color, but with a darker tone. The eyes of Syntrax is rather strange, one eye is blood red, and the other can differ from either dark blue, or light black, His eyes are certainly a rare case. As foe the rest of his looks, Syntrax wears his own personal Org robe, its not exactly the color the others wear, his is the same color as his hair, light brown to a dark tan.

Personality:
*The way that Syntrax acts is kind of similar to the way his somebody acted, curious, yet distant from others. He is considered what the other members of the organization call “outcast”. Let’s take a moment to review on what exactly an outcast is. It has been said that an outcast is a reject of a group, but Syntrax is in a group, or an organization as it’s called. But just the way he acts towards others, is quite odd; he usually just stays away from the commotion that occurs within the organization, whether it be an argument of some sort, or a lesser nobody causing the group trouble; Syntrax tends to distant himself from the group. If he is told to go on a group mission; he sometimes refuses, but if it is a matter concerning the key blade, or something like that; he gets the urge to go along with his “mates”. So overall, Syntrax could be a team player, but if there isn’t anything in it for him; he usually just stays in his part of the stronghold waiting for a situation to arise that will concern him, or his needs.
Ability:*
the element that syntax controls the manipulation and production of pure energy, or simply known to others as aura. It is the calling of natural energy from within the soul. It has many variations, it can all or no forms. This element comes from the energy that Syntrax holds within him, it is something only he can control, or fall to; depending on how strong his willpower is. Why is it measured by his willpower, well to use one’s energy you must have a strong will to wield that energy, so in order to use that energy; Syntrax is required to have a strong will. This is the perfect element for Syntrax.

Weapon:*
syntax has two variety’s of weaponry. One is the element he weilds. The pure energy he can produce will prove to be a valuable weapon indeed. The other is a solid object that resembles his element, but not entirely. This weapon is a double-sided blade, co-existing with energy, being fused with energy, and to be a glourous weapon, in which is the color of the energy that was used to craft it. The appearance of this double sided blade is a mix of light blue and white. The center piece or the handle of this marvelous weapon is light blue with a touch of pure energy radiating in the center of the handle, and out on both sides of the handle are two idenicle blades connected to the handle, and they are simple glowing with the aura that is controlled by Syntrax, and as it continues to do that, the weapon keeps on to get stronger.

Unique Nobody‘s:*Striker
Unique Nobody lv1:
The most common follow of this type of nobody,it is about half the size of Syntrax, a peach-gray color for its exterior of its skin. Two arms, that have twin blades on top and bottom of the hand. Legs that are tan in color, bulky and muscular in presence. A fox-shaped head, mostly the ears. The head is strangely shaped indeed, sort of two long ovals on top of a wide neck. The nobody emblem is along the thighs on a dark peach armor plate, and the emblem comes in a common silver-whitish color.

Unique Nobody lv2:
Just like the previous level, this one is same size, but slightly bulkier, and the head is shaped more like a human’s head, but the shape of the ears are the same. The nobody gains eyes, small circular eyes, a grey color, you know like a dusk gray color. The rest from the previous level is still there, the armor plate, everything.

Unique Nobody lv3:
Alright this level of the Striker nobody is completely different then the previous two levels. While the last two levels have had similar looks in appearance, and body features, this level is different in all areas. The color of its exterior, is a dark red color, the emblem is moved to its right arm, and the head.. ha-ha the head is now shaped like a dragon’s head, with the ears now pointed horizontally, and to add even more the legs, hell the height is like almost doubled. This level of the striker is like almost the same height of Syntrax. Instead of two claw-like swords attached to the end of each hand of this one, there are 10 miniture blades along the body of this one. Five of those blades reside in a hidden section along its rib cage where only in a last attempt to survive, the blades will shoot out like energy blasts, but they do not shoot at the opponent right away, or even a while after being released, instead these five blades line up on the back and one by one the striker grabs one and uses it as a normal weapon. As for the remaining five they are scattered all over the body, two inserted into each elbow, two in the side of each leg, and the final one in the middle of the back.

Unique Nobody lv4:
Level four is by far the most impressing form of Striker, cause this one and level five are the only ones to use or tap into something similar to Syntrax’s powers. With incredible speed, advanced defense, great endurance, and outstanding strength. Well with the basics covered, the appearance of this form of striker must be explained. With incredible features, as seen in his body appearance. The color of its body is a light black/ silver,and with touches of red throughout the entire body. The arms represent the night moon color, and the legs are the same shade of color as its silver skin. Colorful indeed, and to what will the armor plates color be, heh well it is a good black color, not no light shade of it, a normal shade of black, nothing unusual of that. However, except for the normal weaponry; which consists of just a large Broadswoed, that is powered by a small amount of energy. This is just like .004% of the total power that lays inside of syntax, but this is more than enough to give the nobody good power, and along with its great stats, this provides a grand warrior of a minion.

Unique Nobody lv5: This form of this nobody is quite different then the previous levels. As seen from the privious levles, the Striker nobody has been seen to advance in looks, but still keeping a general trait, however, the fifth and final level is quite different, no level’s what so ever, and it is hinted that is takes upon a completely different shape. While yes it does remain somewhat of the same nature, the powers and abilities are much more different then the first four levels. This last level is so chaotic, that it needs to hide its powers, sort of in a way like Syntrax. Tall and mighty, probably twice the height of Syntrax, this level is at the same strength as Syntrax when he is at half strength. The looks of this final level, is as said completely different, no armor, not even a shape of clothing, just a hard outer shell which shows its own muscle physique. Long,muscular arms that flow in a 25 inch length, as for the claws, which are its main function of attacking. Well not as much of claws, but long, dense bones that come out of the wrist, long, and curved, but that is only on one arm, on the other, is quite different because that arm is the arm which has the pure energy essence in it. Sort of a side blade that when swung in any direction, all forms of Energy manifestation is possible, but that is not the only way of calling upon the energy powers it possess. The other way is by the emblem on it’s chest, sort of taking the form of a zigzag. To use that as a form of attacking, the lesser nobody has to at least wait for it to flash, and orb of energy will shoot out randomly, but when completed flashing, the emblem shoots out a massive beam of energy, that can prove to bring great damage to the person on the receiving end.

The rest of the nobody is actually quite normal, head is pretty wide and is covered with a steel armor plate, and seen through is the black eyes that brings fear to many people. As for the legs, well they are pretty bulk and muscular, not much to say about them.

Leader:*
History:*(Before you were a Nobody)
Told in Syntrax’s POV

Part 1: The Incantation. of the Heart

I walked into the corridor of my master’s study, hoping I can learn some new secrets about him, but I was a fool; he denied me access to his private chamber yet again. Really how much more I wait. I am always doing what that old fool says, and what do I get in return, I am always treated like a fool, I want to get inside that chamber of his.whether I am granted access or not, I am going to find out what my master hides within his chamber that he doesn’t want me to see. So I went into his private study, and to my surprise i saw a bunch of hearts in containers as if it was one who experiment of the human hearts. Yes my master, the one person I viewed as a hero, and a father figure; does this. The man I was proud to call master betrayed me, and the rest of his apprentices. But what is this, a series of reports, he calls the “Ansem Secret Reports” Wow now this really makes me think my master is really corrupt in the head.

Just as I was going to read these secret documents, I heard footsteps, then I heard my master speak to me “Syatran, why am I not surprised that your in here, well now you know, my secret is..” I interrupted him right there, I was angered with him, the fact that my own master was using hearts for his own personal gain. “Master Ansem, what the hell are planning here, what exactly is your true motives for using human hearts?” I asked with emotion roaring through every word. He began to explain to me.

“My dear apprentice, you again doubt me. You are truly sad, I might have chosen wrong to pick you as my successor, look at you those same eyes your mom and father gave me as they both surrendered you to me, I raised you since you were a lad, and this is how you treat me in return, maybe I should experiment on you.” I heard ansem say to me, the words stabbed me like a sharp blade that could never be removed. I couldn’t contain it any longer, so instead of fighting my master right then and there, I ran, far out of the secret chamber, far away from the place he called his home. I ran as far as I could, Leaving all of the other apprentices to be taught under a ruthless, yet peaceful master,, and then the next event would be shocking to my eyes. I was trapped by many black shadows of those who have lost their heart, and they came at me with full force; I was left defenseless, and eventually they took my heart, and the incantation of my heart..

Part II: The birth Of a Nobody:

I was formally known as the person Syatran, a simple human that wanted to find out his master’s secret, the one thing that would tear him up inside, and then would lead him to his doom, as the heartless would take his heart, and turn him into one of them, but who is that one person really going to be, with every heartless there is a nobody created, and probably this nobody would either be like the rest and just be a mindless robot, only to exist to be deleted, or a special kind of nobody who would have a mind of its own.. Well that is what kind of nobody I am, I am number XII of a special group of nobodies, we are called Organization XV and our goals are unknown, why we exist is a mystery, but our purpose for existing is to take revenge of those whom we once adored, and make them feel the sorrow that we had to endure our entire lifespan, I am Syntrax, I am a nobody, a being not meant to exist, but defying the odds and making sure that I make my presence known to all.

However all of this did not begin here, it began the moment my original being was turned into a heartless, it all began to the point where I am was noticed by a certain amount of people, and it will all end with those same amount of people, the people I like to call my friends, the member’s of Organization XV.

Part III: Arrival of Discovery

It had to have been a while since these thoughts popped into my head, why do I exist, and if I am here, what could be my fate. Those thoughts ran through my head, as some memories of my time as an apprentice of Ansem the wize. During that time I remembered some good times. Like for one I discovered that he cared dearly about his research, and to protect us he hid his research. That is the last memory I have of my former self, perhaps it is the only memory I have of him, or maybe all of these fragments I have of my past self is better left forgotten. Nevertheless, as I depart these fragments of my former self’s past, I have came to the discovery that I am a nobody, a leftover being due to the research of my former master, thus I am probably better left forgotten, so that no one remembers me; that is the arrival of my discovery.. The discovery of my existence

Part IV: The Two-Sided Curse

After countless nights with these nobodies, I have came to another discovery, the true meaning behind my brief moments of my hidden powers. It was seen by others that I have a talent for manipulating and producing all types of energy, but I yet learn to control it, after even studying the nobodies with similar abilities, I have yet learn to control these powers of mine, even with special training against these nobodies, I have yet to control the power I possess. But thankfully there was a breakthrough in my hard training, a mysterious person whom did not introduce themselves to me, nor did they talk; all they did was give me a letter explaining that the power I have inside of me, and my will to control it was with me all of this time. How foolish of me, I thought that the secret was to train countless hours, but the only secret was to believe in myself and look deep within… So I did just that, and there it was, the power of Aura, the manipulation and production energy was there at my grasp. What was I to do next, with this power, what good would it be, if I didn’t have a weapon to help me use it properly, and that is when out of nowhere this new powers of mine, forged me a new weapon. A double sided blade, yearning the essence of my energy, this is the perfect weapon for me.

Being weeks of having my power awakened, my weapon forged, but I yet to claim a title for myself. So again I found myself confused more than ever, I have such great power, a glorious weapon; yet I don’t have a title to clarify my power, but that is when I just remembered the production of energy can sometimes be a blessing and also a curse all at the same time. The power of aura, a manipulator and a productor all in one. So it came to me, with my weapon being a two-sided blade, and the power of energy being a blessing and a curse, I took the only title that declared my significance; The Two-Sided Curse. Such a title fitted me so.

Part V: The Complete of Nothing

Ah my life story such a sad thing it is, I mean come on how much has been revealed, I lost my heart, became this nobody that is forever scarred with no heart, I have lost all sanity of life, and now I am just an empty shell without feelings or a conscious. How must I live on if all I feel is nothing. Well to answer that question I must find myself. What exactly is “myself” and what kind of secrets am I hiding from myself, to answer that I will have look deeper within myself, deeper than I have ever been. To the point in which I remember all of the sorrow I went through before I abandoned the name Syatran. But when exactly was that, how exactly could I remember something that I don’t remember even experiencing. This is a truly confusing time for me, no memory of living it, yet I remember some moment in which I lived one special moment with a special someone. But how could this be, am I just hallucinating, or am is this something that has been with me all along. Honestly this is could be my mind playing jokes on me.. Cause as far as my feelings are concerned I don’t have no previous memory of this, and thus this will be the Completion of Nothing, and nothing more; cause just like the air we breathe all nobody’s are destined to disappear along with that very air.


Home world:*Radiant Garden/Hollow Bastion
Other:

YouTube - Mad World - Gary Jules

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[❖ĦλνØ₡❖]

I'll take a go at you if that is fie with you.
Expect my template up within two days.

[Rapidus Procella]

Been over a month, so are we still going to do this D:

[DJQuackQuack]

Do to his absence, I will take over and challenge ya instead :D

Name- Sumxic

Title- The Jutebox Hero

Age- 24

Gender- Male

Element- Music

Weapon- iFight- A pair of jet black headphones that fit snuggly atop his head. They have the design of a violet lizard on each earpiece, and the tails move along the head band where they meet halfway and wrap together to form the obody symbol. It is installed with a list of songs that play randomly through the shuffle system (like an iPod). Each time a new song is set, a milky, soft female voice gives the title of it so as Sumxic can prepare for it's affect. With each song he is granted different abilities and traits,making him versatile and capable of many fighting styles. However, as stated before, it is random what song plays so this can leave Sumxic in tight spots...In addition, the effect will only last for the duration of the song being played, and he can increase or decrease it's effects by changing the volume.

Song List: (Rank; Title; Artist; Song length)

*Enter Sandman; Metallica; 5:32
-This ability has two effects depending on the opponent:
1. If the enemy is weak, beaten up, or fatigued to a certain extent, they will fall asleep and even remain so after the song ends.
2. If the opponent is strong and has energy, the will remain awake. However, Sumxic gives off an aura that lulls the enemy into a drowsy state, lessening there reflexes and dulling their sense.

*I Will Possess Your Heart; Death Cab For Cutie; 4:08
-Any one in a certain proximity becomes infatuated by Sumxic's charm and presence. He will appear extremely attractive (even though he looks good normally XD) and can't help but stare in awe. They become basically his love slaves.

*Eye of the Tiger; Survivor; 4:05
-He assumes the boxers stance, fist raised, and gains incredible fighting talent. His footworkhis agile and his puncheshit like a truck. Plus, he gains fighting experience of a true champ, able to read moves and counter attack with ease.

*Undead; Hollywood Undead; 4:10
-From the barren soil in the immediate area, he creates 'bodies' from the dirt, and by forcing free-floating spirits into his control, gives these 'dolls' a false life. They do as he commands, and feel no pain.

*Devour; Shinedown; 3:50
-Sumxic's stomach becomes a black hole, and this allows him to consume every object/person/spell thrown his way and it shall be lost in the deep rift of his bowels.

*Rage; Chromeo; 4:35
-Anger empowers the infuriated Sumxic, as he goes into a brserk mode with immense strength. The target he wished to defeat will be his only goal, all else is but an obstacle in his way. Friend or for, stand back for this one.

*Paralyzer; Finger 11; 3:27
-By simply touching someone directly he renders their nervous system useless, causing their bodies to become limp and paralyzed for the length of the song. Also, any injuries recieved beforehand and during this song will become ignored by the body as he numbs the pain away.

**List of Demands; Saul Williams; 3:18
-Throughout the duration of the song, Sumxic's right index finger will have a light blue neon glow to it. As he moves it through the air, the glow will 'stick' to the air and his message will remain. When he writes the name of his target at the start of a demand, the same person will carry out whatever it was he wrote. However, he cannot order the victom to kill himself or preform acts uncapable to them (like make them fly when they couldn't normally).

**Indestructable; Disturbed; 4:33
-His body becomes extremely dense, shielding him from blades, blunt weapons, and projectiles alike. He also becomes resistant to extreme temperatures, pressure, and any other force that acts on his being.

**Shadow of the Day; Linkin Park; 4:52
-Darkness shroud the area around him. However, it is not pitch black simply a dull light that makes it difficult to see, especially since an even darker aura envelops Sumxic, making him hard to track. This style is mainly a killing form, where he stealthly approaches his opponent and with simply his bear hands can tear through flesh so swiftly, your beating heart will be in his hand before you can even react...

**Livin' on a Prayer; CRUSH; 4:33
-In this state he can heal internal and external wounds ofone person while the song lasts. But only one, once he uses it on a certain person, the healing will only work on that same person. In addition, he can sustain injuries an be hurt, but all attacks that would prove to be fatal and life-ending become less and avoid killing blows. But, he is not allowed to strike back in any offensive form.

**TNT; ACDC; 3:35
-Anything he touches becomes a time bomb that he can set anywhere from a couple hours to mere seconds. It will remain an explosive even after the song ends. This only works on inanimate objects.

***Any Way You Want It; Journey; 3:24
-As long as the song plays he can summon any (excepts Jutebox Hero) song's powers from his playlist. He can switch instantly, use two simultneously, or use one of his liking the entire time. More he switches, the more the song will skip parts thus making his time in thsi mode shorter.

****Jutebox Hero; 4:20
-A bright, golden aura radiates from Sumxic, and with it he enters a phased out mode where he can not be touched by anyone or anything. He then can form the aura into another being that resembles a glowing replica of Sumxic. It can't be hurt. It's powerful. Fast, intelligent, it is everything your not. So for the next 4 mins and 20 seconds, your his b****. Afterward, his iFight desummons and he can't use it for another 4 hours until it recharges.

Physical Description- He has short, crayola red hair that he puts in a fade style, spiked up in the front. His eyes are a deep purple, only matched by the sun glasses he wears which are black-framed and purple tinted. He doesn't wear them all the time, when he doesn't he usually puts them up on his head next to his iFight when it's activated. He stands at 5 foot 11 inches and his body type is only slightly muscular.

Armor- Since Sumxic utilizes multiple powers and fighting styles, his armor cannot restrict his movement in any of his forms. The first layer is a thin, violet, silk-like material that is a soft as the best quality silk, but is durable and able to withstand heat, cold, and minor scratches from weapons. Over this are plates of armor that are primarily purple but with swirls of crimson red designs all over them. His hands feature loose gloves that only have armor on his knuckles, and his feet have armor only on the upper part of them. In the middle of his chest is the nobody symbol, outlined in red and filled in with an almost a deep purple as his eyes.

Personality- Sumxic is for the most part a carefree guy. He enjoys listening to his stereo and chilling with his friends. However, as a nobody he tends to attempt to be serious. This however is complicated due to his random and spontaneous abilities, which make for unpredicatable fights. Each song he listens too as well effects his personality. Some example are Rage=angry, shadow of the day=lethal, etc. One noticeable trait, he is clumsy, usually tripping over his own feet, especially when pressured by a member of the opposite sex.

For you see, Sumxic is quite shy around the feminine gender of the human species, so he tends to get nervous and around them. This often leads to mistakes and even more unpredicatable moments as he tries to perform his mission. On the flip side, around his male allies he remains calm, collected, and even narcissistic at extreme moments. Oh, and he follows to a point the rule of not hitting girls. However, he has found ways around this, and also this morel code stands for normal Sumxic, not so much for his various forms...

Bio- His somebody, Scimu, was born on the technologically advanced but hidden world known as Neo-Techino. With advanced science and technology, the way of life for a commoner was one of easy luxury. Peace reigned his world as people had nothing to fight about: No food shortages, oil, water, money, all was run by the advanced computers that ran the world. Life was an ease.

And Scimu hated it. He wanted to do things on his own, go out and see the world. It would be easy seeing as he was an engineer for the top gummi ship company, but with the world law that forbid citizens from leaving (in fear they would leak secrets of their world) he could not escape his comfortable prison. Aside from working and building ships, his night job was being a DJ at underground clubs, thus was the location for his love of music.

One night, on his way home from I wild party involving some drugged up local high schoolers and a person in a bear costume fighting someone in a turtle costume, he witnessed something he prayed for all this time. He only caught a glimpse, but he noticed some weird shadows in a nearby alley way. Feeling the common young attitude of 'I am invincible', he went to check it out without thought of consequences. Turns out, the world was about to receive its first heartless, and it wasn't pretty. Quickly it turned on Scimu, ready to start the hunt, and ripped his heart from body...

Months later, after learning of what he is, and as well what he can do, he now searches for his place in this universe, which in turn means his place in this war.

[Rapidus Procella]

This place, isolated from all existence, it brings back wonderous memories of my past. It reminds me so much of my life. This place, surrounded by layers of rocks, the soil is rough as diamand, and the city that beckons tourists to come is ever-so glorious. But that is not why my being is so attracted to this landmark, it is the beauty of it, and the feeling I get from just breathing in the air. This one place reminds me so much of home, my former home of The World That Never Was. Ever since I parted from it all those years ago, I completely forgot that warm feeling I got from it, but now, as I step onto the dirt of this landmark, I am re-living that exact feeling. That same warm feeling.

As I am remembering that same feeling, I look around my surrounding and I sense a strange aura, but it seems familiar. So familiar that I somehow know what it is. This aura feels like the same aura that belongs to my old teammate, and fellow Orden member, Sumxic. However, I am not sure from where I am. The trace of the aura is faint, and not distinguishable to my knowledge. However, I know that this aura is a strong one and that is all I need to go off of to ready myself for combat.

As I prepared my battle stance, my black cloak waved in the open-air creating a slight gust of wind on the dirt below me, my tan hair swayed in the hair, refreshing my thoughts. I prepared both mentally, and physically, my mind, body, and soul totally ready for whatever was to come for me.

[DJQuackQuack]

Lost City? Not anymore. More like the Lost and Found City, so much junk here. Sumxic thought, enjoying tossing puns through his head like a NBA star tosses basketballs through hoops. He climbed his way up to one of the higher cliffs in the area, wanting to get a good vantage point of this area. His scarlet and violet armor shone brightly as the setting sun reflected off all over the hidden city. His shades preventing any glare to hinder his sight, he scanned the widespread area in splendor. It has been awhile since the one he was looking for had left The Orden der Nocts, and Sumxic was curious as to the motives. But above all, he had his mission: Find and capture Syntrax, preferably alive. If not...eliminate him.

"Such a conflicting mission, being put against one of my allies. However, his fate was set forth the minute he crossed the Orden. For the sake of her, I will carry out any mission. Now then..." He raised his arm, brushing it past the top of his head as his weapon called the iFight materialized. The violet lizards and Nobody symbol looked magnificent under the light of the sun as its last rays shone over the horizon before nightfall was sure to come.

"Now playing: Undead."

After the feminine voice echoed in his ears as to what song was up, Sumxic smirked before snapping his fingers, gathering up the nearby souls of the dead that choose to linger on this world. To start, the soil and rock around him sprung to life, coming together and forming bodies of various shapes and sizes. Forcing the souls into them, they became animated, understanding what their master wanted and leaping throughout the area for Syntrax.

"This is it Syntrax. In the name of The Orden der Nocts, I Sumxic, Knight of Three, must either bring you back as a prisoner in shackles, or leave you here as a corpse. You choose."

[Rapidus Procella]

In the time I spent in the Orden, my memories filled me with various thoughts, experiences, and much more things that I am proud to remember. Like for one, the people I met, even though I grew away from them, I am fond of their company. However, in recent events, things had changed, I was deemed a traitor. My own comrades turned on me, they were all deluded that I was actually a traitor. But that all did happen, and there is nothing I can do, but fight and make amends for what my ‘so called’ actions were. However, this particular event has brought the attention of Knight of three: Sumxic. To be honest, I never liked him, but I didn’t hate him. He was just one of those guys who I never really conversed to, and thus why I have an isolation-related feeling to.

As I was memorizing on old times, I began to feel a strange disturbance in the air, it pierced the very atmosphere I was breathing. This strange disturbance was the smell of death, but in a fallen city that has been lost for generations, this would be very normal. However, this was a different stench that I first smelt upon my arrival here. This very smell is the smell of Zombies. I am not sure how, but this is happening. This stench also reaked of a certain someone’s energy, as I can feel his aura in the area. And this only belonged to one person, and one person only.

“Knight of Three: Sumxic the Jukebox Hero.” I said realizing what was right in front of me. And in that same instant I noticed where he was, and without hesitation, without any time to spare, I jumped from whence I was standing, and I prepared my offensive attack. My hands were glowing with an omnipotent glow, flashing, gleaming with a pure light. This light had a radial appearance, swirling in looks, and strengthening in power. As it did that, a beam of light began to appear on the sides of my hands, appearing as if they were solid blades, but in reality it was a solified beam of my energy, formed and crystallized into a blade of white light. This appeared partially on the sides of my hands; more specifically, my lower-wrists. As that concluded, the spiraling light in my hands began to become clearer and clearer as it began to form a white armor over both of my hands, and thus my tactic was completed.

“SUMXIC!!!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, as I launched my body forward, twirling my body as if I were a tornado of white specs. The twirling motion I was going in, was accelerating so fast, that the area behind me was reduced to a debris of land, and soon the land in my path would be reduced to the same. Soon as I approached Sumxic, who by now was not aware of my arrival, I had a clear shot at his head. Soon now, my body was near Sumxic to aim for a clear shot. So in that very instant, I stopped my twirling motion, and flipped my body in a vertical front flip-style, and I delivered a twin sweep strike from the two energy-blades on the sides of my hands, and this was aimed at the head of Sumxic, just nearly one inch away.

“I’ve got ya.”

[DJQuackQuack]

Syntrax's blade came into contact with the head, slicing the unsuspecting victum's head cleanly. What a swift victory, what a perfectly executed attack. What a way to show your strength, what a way to show the Orden to tread lightly.

"What a fool."

The 'Sumxic' that he had supposedly decapitated slowly crumbled into a pile of dirt. It was nothing but a zombie he created, standing in place of Sumxic as a decoy. He knew all too well his fighting ability was not in superior strength or speed, but his wits and randomized abilities. So now the battle had begun, Syntrax would in no way surrender peacefully or with to return alive. He needed to die for the sake of the Orden. For her sake...

Hands shot from the ground, reaching to get a firm grasp on Syntrax's legs to secure him in place. Furthermore, ten zombies shot out from the ground, each bearing its sharp claws and ready to pile on top of Syntrax, burying him completely as they would surely tear away at his flesh.

From a distance of about 50 yards stood Sumxic, his face expressionless as he nodded his head up and down to the beat of the song. He reached upward and turned the volume up on his iFight. This isn't someone i can afford to mess around with. Have to make sure he dies as soon as possible. Souls began swirling about him, all dancing in the air for awhile until the dived into the earth at Sumxic's feet. With a deep rumbling, a large, colossal being slowly grew from out of the ground. Standing at about a good one hundred yards up was now a massive zombie, Sumxic looking down from atop its left shoulder.

Sticking out its left arm as Sumxic commanded it to, a large sphere of dirt and rock was launched down upon Syntrax, ready to crush him under the incredible weight.

(OOC- Two minutes left=two posts left of this song.)