Myrr Saga: War of the Infernals

~Outside of Titan's Rook~


Viper: *their fight continues to rage chaotically until, finally, he could hear Irituum's cries for Amon. The poison cloud-clad demon halts and looks over, surprised to see the demon retreating from his own battle! He growls at the sight, looking back at Ruin and Zephyr*

Ruin: *she gives him a catty grin, her tail lashing behind her* You wanna run too snake boy? 'Cuz you're gonna end up the exact same way! *she rushes up to him and flings a flying knee strike at him. To her surprise, the demon simply floats out of the way and glares at Zephyr*

Viper: THIS. ISN'T. OVER! *he turns to a cloud of poison mist and slips away from the fight, retreating to his own back lines*

Zephyr: *he looks at Ruin* Well done. Good to see you haven't lost your edge.

Ruin: *she frowns, scratching her head* Yeah, edge. Right. I was having fun! *she flicks her ears and groans* What a boring way to end a fight!

Zephyr: *he chuckles, turning to the rest of the chaos on the battlefield* Let's go assist our other allies. They may need our help. *he flaps his darkness- cloaked wings and takes off, flying to assist in the rest of the battles across the battlefield*


Terran: *he yells out in pain when his arm is severed from his body, blood spraying onto the side of his face as he sets his blade down and kneels, holding his sever wound* Yeah, you better run! Stupid demon.... *he groans and sits down, watching as other demons start to crowd around him as if to get revenge for the Wendigo* Oh come on. Would you all please just give me like five minutes?

Ruin: *she leaps into the battle and unleashes a torrent of fire from her gauntlets, catching the warriors by surprise. She looks back at Terran with a grin* Need some help?

Terran: *he chuckles* No, not at all. I totally had this.

Ruin: *she turns her attention to the other demon soldiers* Just rest there until help can arrive. I'll take care of these pests~


Karn: *he turns and eyes Loria and Aurora, a draconic growl escaping from his throat. His wings flick outwards, flicking the ash off of them as he watches them carefully*

Loria: *she narrows her eyes and kicks up a small twister, keeping the draconic ash away from the two of them* Karn....Are you alright?

Karn: *he narrows his eyes back at her before turning away and leaving, flapping his wings and flying off into the battlefield again*

Loria: *she lets out a sigh of relief* Well, at least he seems to be in control of his actions. For now, that's a good thing. *she looks at Aurora* Are you alright? Can you keep fighting?


Catia: *she sees the attack coming and flaps her wings, swerving out of the way in time to avoid the brunt of the attack. Though the ash does catch her arm and she falls down to the ground in a heap. She coughs as she gets up, clutching her arm* I-I'm okay!

Xytos: *he roars out in anger at Mephistopheles, his massive blade forming in his cloak's claws* STAY AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER!! *he charges straight at Mephistopheles, swinging the blade in a crushing blow at the center of the ash cloak's body, a vital area that he knew would deal massive damage if it landed*

~Outside Titan's Rook~

Aurora: *she nods weakly, her body healing slowly from her duel with Amon as she looks to Loria with a thankful smile. When she speaks, her voice is slightly rasped.* Thank you....I'll be fine...I'm...a field medic....*she takes her nail and stabs herself in the neck, poison flowing into her own neck that begins healing her throat further, numbing the pain.* There...that's much better. I am Aurora Kroan, of the Hellfire Knights. You must be the King's Blade, Loria, right? I heard about you before the battle. Looks like now we're on the same side. *she then looks at Loria's stomach and a concerned look forms on her face* I'm not going to even ASK why you are here in your condition...only that you stick close to me. You've got something precious in there, and I don't want to see you lose it. Now...How can I help? I'm an adept sniper as well as a field medic.


*Several of the Demon Soldiers surrounding Terran begin readying their weapons, when suddenly they are met by dozens of Hellfire Knight soldiers that seem to appear out of the enemy's very lines. In moments, the Demon Soldiers are ambushed and driven to flee. One of the soldiers runs up to Ruin, bowing to her.*

Hellfire Knight: LADY RUIN! Good to see you alive, again! We've defected from the enemy ranks! Let us help you in safeguarding the wounded mortal!

Gomorrah: *the Hellfire Raider rides up behind Terran, stopping his Dread Wheel as he looks down to Terran with a joking grin.* Ya'll look like ye could use a hand....literally.~ Gomorrah, of Ember's Hellfire Knights, at your service, Mr. Mercy. Hop on, I'll give ya'll a lift back to get patched up. Gotta stop that bleeding and all.


Mephistopheles: *the attack cuts clean through Mephistopheles' Cloak, but when it splits open, Xytos finds his blade stopped. Mephistopheles' real body was standing, feet firmly planted in the ground with an object in his hands; a small, Demon Metal dagger that seemed to be radiating pure Malice from the edge of its serrated, curved blade. The hilt of the weapon had an ornate guard, looking like brass knuckles, allowing him to grip the weapon tightly. Xytos knew this weapon too well; Mephistopheles' Devil's Arm! The One-Eyed demon growls and pushes the massive blade back with all his strength, forcing Xytos' Cloak to fall over onto its rear. The Demon General then reaches up and begins undoing the clasps on his armor* You claim "I have never been able to defeat you"....yes....in all our clashes, I have never garnered victory from you....because I have always felt wasting my full energy on an outcast Knight only worthy to serve Nifelheim's least favorite creation was beneath me. However, you now turn your blade against your own King, against your people....Against those who would threaten the reign of Nifelheim, I shall hold nothing back. *as he undoes the last clasp, his chest armor falls off his body, revealing his full form. His body was covered in scars, cut out to look like the very Demonic Runes that the Warriors of Old would inscribe on their skin. Across his chest, a bandoleer of Demon Catalysts hung like so many knives. He draws one, the blade igniting. However, instead of growing out like a sword, the blade becomes only as long as a dagger, with a deep, thick, white edge around the black Malice blade, indicating it was in fact highly pressurized Malice. He spins the Malice Dagger and his Devil's arm in his hands skillfully, catching them backwards and taking a fighting stance as black mist begins radiating off him.* What we did before....were no fights....NOW...you truly face my determination....The Determination of one whom His Majesty considers one of his two greatest Generals! Your opponent....Is General Mephistopheles, the Left Hand of Nifelheim!

~Outside Titan's Rook~

Loria: *she looks around for a moment, seeing that the battle was quickly turning in the allied army's favor. Despite Mephistopheles' reinforcements, with new, powerful officers on the battlefield to replace the old, worn out ones, this battle was slowly being pushed back towards the enemy lines and beyond. She looks back at Aurora* It is likely that this battle will not last much longer. Please, tell me what you can about the other officers that just joined our ranks. There is much that I still do not know about what's going on.


Kari: *her power still growing, the silently raging demoness swings a massive blade of malice at the demonic ranks. It cleaves through them and diminishes their numbers even further, the girl now almost at an unstoppable stage of strength*

James: *he raises his sword in the charge with Kari, letting out a battle cry of his own* Don't give in men! Keep charging and rout the enemy! *he digs his blade into the ground as it begins glowing with his light sorcery* BATHE IN THE LIGHT DEMONS!! *he swipes the blade up and pillars of light sorcery erupt forward from the ground, sending a large shockwave forward at the enemy lines*


Terran: *he picks himself up, walking over and picking up his blade* A demon with a decent sense of humor....Finally.... *he slips the weapon onto his back and walks over to Gomorrah, clutching the stump that was left of his arm* Do you do women and drinking too? *he asks, chuckling as he gets on board of his vehicle*


Xytos: *he hops backwards upon seeing Mephistopheles' new resolve and bandolier of weapons. His hatred cloak lets out a breath of hot air as it stares down at him, wings flaring backwards and out* For such a strong warrior, you lack wits. *out of the hatred cloak, Xytos floats down, the cloak dissolving into nothingness behind him. His obsidian blade forms in his hand and he hefts it onto his shoulders. He gestures around him to the chaos of the battlefield* Look around you Mephistopheles. You are a general in this war just as I am. This battle is lost to you. You know as well as I do that none of your forces stand a chance against Kari as she is now. *flaming wings flare onto his back again, his body burning with both normal and liquid hell flames* My misfit knights have won this battle for the mortal's....But if you insist on a fight- *he launches himself forward and swings his blade down at Mephistopheles', his eyes serious for once* I won't show you mercy.


Frost: *he comes upon Karnage in his fight around the battlefield, the berserk dragon knight easily demolishing the enemy demon forces in his path as he cuts down grunt and officer alike. He narrows his eyes at the sight before him, flicking slush off of his blades. He would need to watch Karnage from now on....*

~Outside Titan's Rook~

Aurora: *she nods, standing up and steadying herself as she begins to point to her allies, explaining each one to Loria* Of course. We are Princess Ember's Hellfire Knights. Long ago, during your predecessor's time, we fought as Ember's personal army and fighting force. I was one of her two tutors alongside Ezekiel. I also acted as her battalion's field medic and sniper. *she points to the area of the battlefield where explosions of fire, light, and dark energy could be seen raging.* With the Vanguard's James, we have Belphagor the Burning Horror and Kari the Raging Wave. They were our front line fighters, as well as our strongest warriors when dealing with large numbers of opponents over a considerable length of time. The longer Kari fights, the more powerful her Malice grows, while Belphagor is known for having some of the highest degrees of Soul Sight, Hellfire Control, and Ashen Regeneration among any Demons. When they are together, they are a nigh-unstoppable torrent of pain and fire. *she then points to the skies.* Up there is our scout, Ruin, as well as our lieutenant, Zephyr. Ruin has the ability to copy the Sorceries and Curses of her opponents, making her a deadly force when faced alone. Zephyr is by far one of our strongest duelists, and is Princess Ember's personal assassin and confidante. *she points to the Dread Wheel now heading towards the back of the Mortal lines.* Riding back there is Gomorrah, the leader of our Raiders. He might not look it, but he's an absolute genius when it comes to Infernal Engineering. He helped to pioneer Hellfire Lockarms, the two weapons on his hips that look like Eastern firearms. He was also the one who invented the Dread Wheels. However, despite these achievements, his preference to Giant women earned him a great amount of disdain from the Demon Nobles. *she then flinches when she hears a massive shockwave ring out on the battlefield, looking to the large pillar of fire that was erupting from Xytos and Mephistopheles' battle. She had caught the fight right when Xytos' cloak had broken Mephistopheles'.* And over there is our leader! Captain Xytos of the Burning Loch! He was considered one of the mightiest Demons in all Dis, comparable to your kingdom's Horvath Queenkiller and the Dragons' Heinkiel. He was recognized among the Demon Nobility as an equal to Nifelheim's Generals of the Left and Right, Mephistopheles and Kur. Looks like we'll get to see just how equal Mephistopheles and him really are!


Gomorrah: *he laughs, slapping his knee as Terran boards his Dread Wheel* Oh, I can already tell you and me are gonna be chums!~ Lets get that arm worked on, then we'll talk about trolling for some Giant booty and some booze!~ *with that, he revs the engine and lets out a loud hoot, the vehicle roaring off as he heads back towards the city.* By the by...good looks taking out the Wendigo, kid! Only other Mortal who ever did that was Eddard Styx! You cut that cannibalistic nutcase in twain, and Eddy-boy took his mouth and lips! If I was him, I'd be madder than Behemoth with a hemorrhoid!


Mephistopheles: *the attack from Xytos is met by Mephistopheles charging into it and meeting his blade with his two daggers, easily stopping it from crashing down at him.* My army is routed...yes...all the more reason for this fight to happen. You know His Majesty as well as I do...he does not tolerate failure. If I return to Dis without your head or Ember's heart, I will return disgraced beyond redemption. There is only one outcome for this battle, Xytos, and you know it as well as I do. *he shoves Xytos off and roars out, Infernal ash swirling around his body and exploding out into a ring around them, cutting either of them off from leaving. One of the Demon soldiers on Dis' side tries to touch the wall, and immediately ignites with Infernal fire, turning to cinders in mere moments.* Only one may leave Jotunheim alive. The other...will consign themselves to either a tomb here, or to the victor's stomach! A BATTLE BETWEEN ROYAL DEMONS, TO THE DEATH! I WILL DEVOUR YOUR TRAITOR HEART HERE, XYTOS! *he charges forward, his arms crossed in front of him and his daggers held backwards as he goes low and tries to slice Xytos across the chest with the left blade before going off the spin and trying to stab him with a downwards strike from the right.*

Loria: *she watches in awe at the explosion of hellfire that denotes the location of Xytos, incredulous that such an awesome force of hellfire and strength even existed. It is furthered by the eruption of ash coming directly after the large amount of fire that had just erupted* What in the nine hells is going on over there?! *she looks over at Aurora, giving her blade staff a little spin and standing up straight, as if to run* Would you do me the honor of escorting me back to the city? I don't need to tell you that I shouldn't spend longer than I should here. *she looks up and around at her allies ravaging what was left of the battle, smiling a little. She had done her part. Now it was time to leave*


Terran: *he smiles awkwardly, thinking about what was just said to him by Gomorrah* That's a mental image I didn't think I needed. Honestly I've already got my eyes on a smaller giant woman at that tavern. She was pretty cute. *his voice slowly drones out as the two ride off, the two enjoying a nice conversation as they return to the city to get Terran patched up*


Xytos: *he swings his blade and slaps the first attack away from him, reaching up and grabbing Mephistopheles' wrist, his eyes never leaving his opponent* You think this is a game Mephistopheles? *he shoves him off and swings his blade again, throwing some molten hellfire his way* You want to fight to the death so badly? Then how about I show you what I'm really capable of! *his body erupts into hell flames and the dark silhouette of his body within the flames slowly begins to change shape* No more tricks! No more games! *horns grow from his head and point forwards, black tear marks dripping down his cheeks and obsidian armor forming on his legs and black pauldrons on his shoulders* Now I will show you a demon who has truly mastered Hellfire! *red eyes gleam within the pillar of fire. His arm sweeps in front of him, the pillar of fire expanding to meet his ash storm that served as the boundaries of their arena, combining with them and creating an infernal storm that would surely tear apart any intruder that dared interfered with their bout. Xytos himself takes his blade in both hands, taking a firm stance. His horns pointed forward, even his own demonic form dared Mephistopheles to come attack him. He kicks off of the ground underneath him and flies at Mephistopheles, now swinging his blade with the might of both hands*

Aurora: *she nods.* A wise decision, Mortal. *with a slight smirk, she places her crossbow on her shoulder, resting it as they head back towards Titan's Rook* When we get back, take me to your wounded. I'll help however I can.


Mephistopheles: *his seething hatred causes a static-like sound to radiate off his body as he recovers from being thrown by Xytos. As his opponent reveals his full, true power, his eye widens not in horror, but surprised fury. How dare he, Xytos, one who threw his potential as a Noble to the trash heaps by disgracing himself time and again serving Ember, show such defiance?! Then, the thought crossed his mind...he might lose?! Mephistopheles could no longer tolerate the indignity. Malice explodes off his body as he dashes forward, blinking and being followed by a static sound as Xytos' blade is met with a humming, flickering malice dagger. However, unlike its previous blade, this one was jagged and crude, shimmering and sparking with malice sparks. Black, ash-like smoke radiates off his body as his eye glows pure white, his horns becoming jagged and sharp, as if they were made from black bracken. Sparks of black lightning dashes across the ashes as he spins his Devil's arm with his free hand, revealing that it, too, had change its form, its blade becoming a curved crescent that points forward. He swings his Devil's arm up at Xytos, catching his shoulder. He then pushes Xytos off his daggers and stands ready* Game? I do not jest or play games with opponents. Know that you face my full power...Purgatory, the pinnacle of Malice! Which of our full powers shall claim victory, Xytos?! MAY THE VICTOR FEAST! *with that, he dives in for the attack, slicing with compact, precise jabs and aiming for the small gaps in Xytos' sword stance. With the Malice of his Purgatory form now coating his attacks, each slice cleaved an open window in the circle of fire and ash, only for it to close back up seconds later in the swirling torrent.*

Xytos: *as Mephistoles' attacks raged against his blade and partially armored body, he angles his sword left and right in both hands, minimizing the damage as best as he could. He couldn't just charge in blindly or his enemy would take his head. Blow after blow rains onto him as he deflects everything as best as he could. But then, a moment later, he sees his opening in Mephistoles' flurry of attacks. Stepping forward he releases one hand off of the hilt and rails a hellfire infused fist into his enemy's stomach. But he doesn't stop there. He uses the new momentum to step through and take a hold of his blade once again. A downward cleaving strike across Mephistopheles' chest slashes him, molten fire splashing across the wound. This is followed by another step through and his hand at Mephistopheles' head. He grunts and pulls him towards him, slamming his horns and head into his as his relentless assault continues. Though his attacks were much slower than his opponent's, their sheer raw power dealt much more damage and at this close range, he wouldn't be wasting a single strike*

Mephistopheles: *as he tries to find a way past Xytos' guard, he is caught by the fist to his stomach, a cloud of saliva mixed with black blood coughing out from his mouth as he is then assailed by the slice across his chest. He growls loudly in pain, his teeth clenching hard as the molten hellfire and stinging edge cut into his flesh. However, he does not even have time to collect himself as Xytos lands a headbutt to his forehead, causing him to clench his jaw even tighter. He staggers, feeling his consciousness blur as his brain pinballs inside his skull. It took the Demon General all of his will to not double over from the nausea that came with the pain. But Mephistopheles was not done yet! He snarls through grit teeth and jumps forward off his recovery, stabbing both daggers into his foe's shoulders as he begins trying to pump pure Malice into Xytos!* I...will not...die...so easily! Feel it, Xytos! My hate...my despair...my Malice! Let it tear you apart from the inside out! *the Malice inside Xytos begins spiking out, piercing out from his shoulders as it tries to travel into his arms and chest!*