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Finding nothing but air, Ke'Nel rolled forward, and twirled his staff about him as he barely dodged the clawed hands. "Shadow's and Whispers." Ke'Nel said, and his mace taped the floor. The room vibrated slightly, baring planar travel.

"The shadows are locked, good knight." Ke'Nel smiled. He was slugish, he knew he really didn't want to fight this... thing. He swung his staff in an attack rutine, one that would pummel a novice warrior, but allow an expert many openings.

Ke'Nel locked his feat in postion, and said "Why what?" He smiled.

"Actually, I caught her when we first engaged Nelphean, trapping her within..." Ke'Nel's eyes gleamed. "I knew Nelphean would never come if I tried to use her as bait, and she would escape. She is my prisoner because she was a link to Nelphean's mind. She was quite helppful in tracking him down." Ke'Nel said, might as well tell the doubleganger everything, "I used part of her energy to create amulets that would enable my sisters and I to hunt Nelphean down more efficiently." He smiled, and head butted the knight.

The elf was blinded by the lights, and not being a fool, he simply shouted. His voice amplified by one of his lesser magics, and exerted an outwards force in all direction.

"My magic is more powerful on this realm." he said, as he also noted that his spells were significantly more prudent on this plane. "Too few mages tapping the blood stream." He tought about this brave knight, and how daring he was. This fight was very pointless. Ke'Nel could do so many horrible things to this creature, but he held back the temptation. Deep within his mind, he heard the sorceress calling for him to destroy the knight, her voice told him that this knight was a errent of Nelphean...

"You wern't sent by Nelphean were you?"

Atreyu let out a powerful laugh, he could feel the spell which was being woven around him. The fools had played right into his trap, he could feel as his human and demon forms were being ripped apart, "Yes, yes! continue with you magics, tear me from this body, give me once more the form that I have only in the realms of hell!" he laughed as he dung into his own flesh, and began to tear into his body removing chunks of flesh as they fell, as they fell it was clear that there was something much greater inside. His human form began to expand to grow larger as the intensity of the spell continued to grow. His body expanded almost as if it was being filled with water, until it reached the point that it seemed like it was going to explode. At that instant it is exactly what it did. His body erupted into a mountain of flesh and bone, to reveal Atreyu from, the from of the demon which he was in hell. A curse had been placedupon him, so that he had to reamin a human while on the mortal plane, but now with the immense powers which were coursing through him, he had been lifted of that curse and now hisfull demon frame came into the light. The beast stood at an immense fifteen feet, much larger that the human form which he had. He was nearly five feet wide. His skin was the dark red color of blood and shared its slimy and shiny properties. The entirety of his massive back was covered in massive metal spikes. His think three foot long tail was also It covered in those same metalic spikes as his tail ended in what seemed to be a strange lump of human colored flesh. Yet upon clower inspection it became clear that it wasn't just and arbitary lump of flesh, but a face, Atreyu's human face to be exact. It was Atreyu face in every aspect save one, when this mouth opened it was to reveal a a large phallus looking appendange which constantly oozed a indigo fluid that was deadly to any who touched, It was a gift from his father with which he had used to violate many innocent virgins over the years. his feet were the hooves of the goat, his hindlegs those of a powerfull predetor, like the lion or the worlf. His hands and arms were those of men, save for the fact that he grew razor blades on the ends of fingers instead of nails. His head was the strangest of all, for it held not one face but three. The first was that of a man, whose eyes and mouth had been sewn into shut, upon his forehead branded the inverted cross, displayed proudly for all the underworld to see. The second was that of a human skull or at least it resembled one, for this face's bottom jaw was elongated to nearly three feet in lenght and crammed with razor sharp metallic teeth, the longest of these being the ones located at the inscissors. measuring just under two feet in lenght. This face also lacked eyes but instead two spheres of indigo flame leaped from the hollow sockets. From the forehead of sprouted two long upward corved black horns. This mulated skull was the center of the three, the others were at 45 degress from this central one. THe last of the three faces was that of a gorgon. the most gruesome of the sister, her name was Medusa and this face was complete with a head of snakes and a gaze which could turn men into stone. "Come at me fools, you have released me from my human shell, and now face the true power of demon king!" he laughed as he stood amidst the warriors.

Ke'Nel noted the change. Definately a doupleganer. He looked at the imputent creature. "Your life is connect to another via a spirit link, andy ou only can be killed if the other dies." Ke'Nel laughed, "What if I remove all of the shadow-essence that is your form or use your spirit link to steal the soul of your linked?" The mage did not bluff. "Your mind is directly connected to the other, unlike where Aurora only has telepathy from being a familiar." The wizard looked at Eclipse, and into his eyes, and out AUrahkah's. "Not so hard to find the source now, was it."

Ke'Nel droped the staff, and held the mace out in front of him, His muscles tightened and his features soldified. His imaged altered slightly...

"Go ahead, charge me."

[quote="aphelia the vampire"][color=purple][size=9][center] Alexander; That's nice that you don't. *Yawns* ..... *To you* Okay then. And yes, I have been kind of curious about that, but have been to nervous to ask. So, um, yes. // Me; Good idea. And if you did want to talk to his other side, you'd have to make him angry. Which is bloody near impossible for you to do. You didn't? I said in the beginning that I was fine with both options. Well then, I shall write a post for Galador. Galador is now Victoria. OTL Yays... Because I am me. ;w;[/size][/color][/center][/quote] [color=#75AB76][align=center][size=11]Di: *to you* ....I don't want to make him angry. Now shoo? // Me: Okay, I'll ask. Di? Would you mind sharing why the Queen of Dreams doesn't like you? // Di: *pauses* ....Because I'm a jerk? Okay, no. That's not why. I don't really mind sharing.. *looks to the ceiling for a moment, then back, sighing* I rejected her affections towards me. So.. Seeing as I rejected her, she wants to kill me. Or something. She ended up losing her sense, so I put her to sleep. She didn't take to kindly to that when she woke up.. Oh, did I mention she woke up? *shakes his head* No, I forgot to. There's a reason she hasn't come to find me, like I anticipated... Have fun. o -o Why does that now seem bad? ._.[/size][/align][/color]

"Self agrandizing monster! Not even the devil would have you for a child!" Saradin cleared himself far from the monstosity and his feet dug into the loose soil as he crouched and jumped. His hand snatched at Calcryx's tail in the air and grabbed it, to which he was tossed upward by a catapulting swing to land firmly on the dragons back. There, stradling on the base of its shoulders, he tapped the power in his shield and it was set free, orbitting his body and allowing both arms free to wield his weapon. The aloft knight on dragon back swooped down upon the fiend, a gout of arctic wind across its chest before slamming his entire body into him and slamming the demon into the earth and sinking rows of powerful fangs into his shoulder blade even as its spines spit into the mystical non-flesh body of the dragon. From there Saradin jumped again off of his mount and raised his sword high, aiming his blade down to lance the bare portion of the moster's chest when he landed.