Post by Sensoa on Apr 25, 2019 20:59:28 GMT -6
Deep within the Destron Crags, where the thick purple mist lay about the place in a carpet which drowned out the sun. The gas was rumored to harbor all sorts of vile things, monsters that had adapted to the mist. Either that was true or not was left open as none dared to venture to far into its wake. Yet the demon had decided to travel deep within it so he could see for himself, not because he wanted fame or glory, but to pit himself against something he felt no guilt over killing. He needed something he could fight without worrying about effectively killing a potential fighter. He needed something that was less human to work himself against, for one of many reasons. He needed to learn to control his anger better, so to that end he would find hopefully find something he could battle against without remorse.
So he found it, and with the sounds of battle echoing through the crags, it was clear he had found his opponent. It was a large animal, three times his size with horns that looked more fitting on a demon than an animal. It had the head of a dinosaur, horns that stretched outwards like bull horns but as thick as a tree's trunk. On each of its wings were claws that allowed it to dig within the ground and its body was protected by a thick hide. Sensoa's blade was having trouble piercing it on the back and the head, the triceratops head thick enough to bounce his blade off despite his immense power. The destron gas having mutated this creature in a bizarre way and the demon couldn't say he enjoyed it.
A sudden crash echoing through the valley would soon reveal the two locked in battle, crashing through a rock wall with Sensoa holding its horns. The creature pushing Sensoa as he tried to keep his balance, his feet dug into the ground while his arms around each horn. A few seconds of this then turned to Sensoa lifting the creature up by its horns before slamming it against a wall. There the creature flailed a few moments then stood up once more, where it then spun to bring its club like tail crashing into the demon. Sensoa soon bouncing off the wall before landing some distance away.
It wasn't that it hurt, but more that he had been stunned by the hit. Sensoa soon returned to his feet to be created by the animals charge, to which he was sent flying again. This time he landed on the ground with a few bounces, only to regain his balance once more. The creature attempting to charge him once more, but was met with the demon sliding underneath it, his clawed hand glowing purple as he scraped along its lower and much softer underbelly. Once the creature passed over him, the demon stood up once more to look to see the damage he had done.
The creature falling onto its side where it sat flailing a moment, the purple area under its belly giving the signs it had been infected. The purple area soon spreading to its heart before the creature soon succumbed to its wound(s) and lay dead. Sensoa slowly standing up straight before snorting his annoyance. He hadn't even gotten a warm up against that pitiful thing, only that it had been tough to pierce. That did not make it a worthy opponent however, only a stubborn one. The demon placed his hands on his hips before sighing heavily. He wondered if this was the limit of mortal kind, animals or otherwise. Nashua had proven to be a strong opponent, so had Kayen but no one else had been worth his time. Sensoa had surpassed Kraktus utterly, even mumbo was struggling to keep up. He was beginning to feel the test on his patience, and he wondered if this was just how things were here.
"Tsk... Pitiful..."
Sensoa said looking down at his bloodied hand, wondering if he would need to start limiting himself so he could fight his opponents... Perhaps he should find a way to increase the power of his seals? This would require him to put some more effort in restraining himself he supposed. It wouldn't be long before he would be out of fighters at this rate.
So he found it, and with the sounds of battle echoing through the crags, it was clear he had found his opponent. It was a large animal, three times his size with horns that looked more fitting on a demon than an animal. It had the head of a dinosaur, horns that stretched outwards like bull horns but as thick as a tree's trunk. On each of its wings were claws that allowed it to dig within the ground and its body was protected by a thick hide. Sensoa's blade was having trouble piercing it on the back and the head, the triceratops head thick enough to bounce his blade off despite his immense power. The destron gas having mutated this creature in a bizarre way and the demon couldn't say he enjoyed it.
A sudden crash echoing through the valley would soon reveal the two locked in battle, crashing through a rock wall with Sensoa holding its horns. The creature pushing Sensoa as he tried to keep his balance, his feet dug into the ground while his arms around each horn. A few seconds of this then turned to Sensoa lifting the creature up by its horns before slamming it against a wall. There the creature flailed a few moments then stood up once more, where it then spun to bring its club like tail crashing into the demon. Sensoa soon bouncing off the wall before landing some distance away.
It wasn't that it hurt, but more that he had been stunned by the hit. Sensoa soon returned to his feet to be created by the animals charge, to which he was sent flying again. This time he landed on the ground with a few bounces, only to regain his balance once more. The creature attempting to charge him once more, but was met with the demon sliding underneath it, his clawed hand glowing purple as he scraped along its lower and much softer underbelly. Once the creature passed over him, the demon stood up once more to look to see the damage he had done.
The creature falling onto its side where it sat flailing a moment, the purple area under its belly giving the signs it had been infected. The purple area soon spreading to its heart before the creature soon succumbed to its wound(s) and lay dead. Sensoa slowly standing up straight before snorting his annoyance. He hadn't even gotten a warm up against that pitiful thing, only that it had been tough to pierce. That did not make it a worthy opponent however, only a stubborn one. The demon placed his hands on his hips before sighing heavily. He wondered if this was the limit of mortal kind, animals or otherwise. Nashua had proven to be a strong opponent, so had Kayen but no one else had been worth his time. Sensoa had surpassed Kraktus utterly, even mumbo was struggling to keep up. He was beginning to feel the test on his patience, and he wondered if this was just how things were here.
"Tsk... Pitiful..."
Sensoa said looking down at his bloodied hand, wondering if he would need to start limiting himself so he could fight his opponents... Perhaps he should find a way to increase the power of his seals? This would require him to put some more effort in restraining himself he supposed. It wouldn't be long before he would be out of fighters at this rate.
