Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-26288702-20161111001911

Deidre:"Everything has gone to shite real quick because of you. My lord is now under siege on all sides, had you not interfered, he would have crushed those Order soldiers and ended this by now! In return for the trouble you've caused, I'm going to deliver you to Armata, in pieces!"

Diedre raises her twin battleaxes with ease and slams them into the marble floor with a clang, both axes crack and plant into the ground. While Hound draws the mightiest blade ever forged and does the same. __________________________________________________________________________

Ibrahim follows a long corridor of beautiful stone statues of various sorts. Knights, heros, scholars and influential women of old, some Mamono. A strong surge of magic and science emanates from a door at the end of the hall, he follows this surge as if drawn to it. He places his hand on the doors, the lion head knockers are rusted unlike the rest of the door knockers he's seen up until this point. Pushing open the door, Ibrahim is treated to every scientists dream. A laboratory of mind boggling size. The laboratory stretches dozens of stories up, in a tower room, 600 yards wide in every direction. Each floor is devoted to a different project of its occupant. Everything from alchemy to potion brewing, it was a tower playground for anyone to experiment and discover. As Ibrahim walks around he sees multiple suits of armor lifeless and dormant. Giant glass containers full of multi colored liquid bubble and churn next to the armors. __________________________________________________________________________

Outside, Armata raises his hand and ever drop of blood that flies from his fallen hordes is absorbed into his hand. Slowly a blood red cloak begins to materialize. Long and extravagant, the cloak moves of it's own accord, no wind guiding it. He then closes his fist and every lesser vampire explodes in the air and still struggling to get into the fight from the catacombs, explodes. Their blood instantly moves to Armata and form a giant orb above his head.

Armata:"You mortals have caused me enough trouble, now, you will see the fruits of your insubordination."

Armata's eyes glow, their golden sheen like a light to all whom can see him. As his eyes glow, the orb lashes out with tentacles at blinding speed that pass through two of the heavenly siege weapons. Slowly the giant machines split and explode. Armata flies off the platform, a vortex of power is left behind as he travels through the air. The Valkyries form into a wall of steel, the blood orb again splits and lashes out the heroin's, scattering them. While Armata engages the Valkyrie, the separate blood orbs assault the remaining siege engines, weaving in and out, causing devastating damage. Amrata claws, slashes and dodges all attackers. One by one the mighty warriors return to their kingdom in the clouds.