-The light was blinding, even more so with Origin Vision active, staggering him justly. He skid across the sand holding his eyes in agony. Hellfire reacted defensively by sprouting large flaming blue claws from his aura that dug deep into the white sands of the Acrix desert, slowing him to a halt and leaving deep, flaming, lacerations on the ground, that connected to an elaborate design scorched into sands.Tymon wrote: ↑Thu Jul 09, 2020 1:52 pm
'I Do Know Better,' the Great Mind spake as Zeik neared, the Hellfire nearly licking the top of his forehead before the light emanating from Khrona's mind suddenly brightened to the point of blinding, it being a sign of Khrona's greater-than-lightspeed mental activity. This bright light was so intense that it was actually a blight to the mind and not the eyes, causing a brief blindness in the brain whether or not the eyes made contact with it or not. That was Khrona's sliver of an opening before the beyond exceedingly swift Zeik could lob his crystalline head right off with Hellfire.
Large dragonic wings sprouted from his aura and wrapped around his body, while towering over him was the dragonic maw of his Pact Beast, The Diedren. The dragons maw opened and unleashed a flurry of flames that spiraled around them, allowing the wizard the space to regain himself. He wiped the water from his eyes and flung the droplets into the scorched sands.-
“A Flare! Perfectly placed? Manually?!”
-He said through gritted teeth. His naten taking but a brief moment to break him from Khrona’s mental stagger. He continued rubbing his eyes, loosening the makeshift blindfold overtime and reveling an Infinite array of colors pulsing from his Iris..
“He’s not fighting alone?! Somethings relaying information to him. “
He thought to himself with the borrowed time his pact beast allowed him, but that time was brief. The whirling pillar of hellfire created by the Diedren scorched heaven and earth, but didn’t harm a hair on his masters body. Even Zeik’s clothes were specifically designed to withstand the tremendous heat of his Anthem.
The pillar of hellfire twirled high into Vescrutia’s lower Atmosphere, before suddenly crashing to the ground and bursting into numerous flaming sprites-quickly racing across the desert, igniting the path that he’d carved out for them in the breakneck speeds of his previous attack-conveniently in the shape of a large, pentagram.
Tymon wrote: ↑Thu Jul 09, 2020 1:52 pmThe light faded a fraction of a second later, and Khrona was gone, leaving only the words, 'I've Analyzed Your It nformation Down To The Very Last Strand Of DNA.' Though no sand could bear the heat of the Hellfire as it fluxed, that which was not returned to its purest state of naten would rear up as a powerful swirling sandstorm that covered the entire area and then some, forming into a great tornado of sheer sand and force. 'I Also Remember... Who You Are.' The sandstorm was so thick that nothing could be seen for miles because of it -- not that this mattered to Zeik and his blindfolded Origin Eyes, but it did serve its purpose. He should have seen the naten of the sandstorm start to take shape as the illusory image of Khrona within the sands, but also... As a large container that was quickly enclosing the area without warning.
Khrona’s ominous, sandy, visage appeared in his shadow, he could feel the peering eyes drilling through his mental barriers.
Rapidly shattering the mental wall between them as he arrogantly proclaimed his absolute control over the situation.
“hmmm? An improvised prison? You alone...can’t hold me. Not even the abysmal grip of the Minds Void could contain this power-Hellfire.”
-He chuckled lightly as the sand piled together to form what could only be described as a apocalyptic phenomenon-to the uninitiated.
However great the king may be at never showing his weakness ,the massive accumulation of naten and constantly shifting states of matter was overloading his senses. It was difficult to ascertain a precise location of Khrona’s real body;Yet, still the Astral King chuckled and began a series of hand signs.-
“Hmph. Your eyes deceive you Khrona’s and your arrogance is only fueling your delusion.” He paused.“0.0035.” .
“Hellgate’s would have mastered the holographic strands in a day if spirit and prowess could shatter the boundaries of limitations alone. Your knowledge of Hellgate dna is relative to percentage of the visible light to the human eye—leaving ,much to be desired.
-He said calmly. His back facing the ever growing sand storm, while he finished a series of unique handsigns.-
“Bathe in light. Execution.”Tymon wrote: ↑Thu Jul 09, 2020 1:52 pm
Now, with the Hellgate contained and the sandstorm crystallized as a transparent pyramid around Zeik, imprisoning him, the true Khrona appeared again, his body phasing in from what seemed like complete invisibility and intangibility; complete clarity of the crystalline substance. Even the naten was invisible when Khrona disappeared, for the naten of the sandstorm was all too thick and served as a veil of Khrona's own naten because it was part of his naten by the time it was being used. The light was a catalyst for the creation of the barrier the moment Zeik almost made contact with Khrona, which was why he was not cleaved in twain by the Hellfire ensorceled sword. 'Thanks To My Duplicates,' Khrona's mind's voice echoed throughout the gigantic pyramid, 'I Have Been Able To Study The Entire Desert, Resonate With And Absorb Its Naten Steadily, And Also Observe Every Fluctuation Of Naten That There Is The Moment It Happens.' Now, Khrona had dominion over the field, and with the contained Zeik, -- even if he was contained only for a temporary amount of time -- Khrona could maximize on the sealed naten and expand his own without any interruption from another source. 'I See All.'
-The circle engraved in the scorched sands encompassed the bulk of Khrona’s transparent sand trap and ignited that area in a blinding geyser of super heated light, ideally destroying the improvised sand prison and hopefully catching Khrona. Hellfire flowed from the heavens without pause given the unshakable foundation from his pentagram, with zeik and-hopefully his fleeting adversary at the center.
He remained within the boundaries of his mystic circle, unharmed by the cosmic temperatures that disintegrated everything caught within the blast, matching the temperatures of Execution by means of thermal equilibrium.
White flaming wings rested over his shoulders while his right hand tightly gripped the hilt of his Animus, which rested on his waist. He forced his eyes to remain open, despite the tremendousstrain they were under, begging for relief from the tireless scanning for Khrona’s clones.
The Mystic circle he carved into the sands should’ve been strong enough to keep Khrona in, if he were caught. No adept, nor veteran could shatter the binding laws of his spellcraft, it would take the sum of masters. However profound Khrona’s mind had become he’d be hard pressed for clarity, if he were trapped in a pillar of unending fire, moving at such speeds, that it only appeared as a column of blinding light.