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==III:Shattered Blade== | ==III:Shattered Blade== | ||
{{Quote|So be it...Father|Alomar, Wolf's Honor}} | |||
The Reef, The Taken War | |||
Alomar growled as he drew his sword, Taken swirling into existence as he was backed into a corner by Shadow Thralls, who were dispersed by his blade. "DAMN YOU ALL" He roared as he started to push forward, before being pushed back. Again. And again. Until...a familiar voice rang. "Alokirasks. The King demands your death." Alomar's eyes widened, and he threw a grenade that cleared the area around him. Then, the Taken parted, and a large Taken Fallen entered his view. The blade he held made Alomar take a few steps back. "Byviliks. You dare show your face." The Taken let out his chuckle. "The King Demands your death, and so it shall be. The Taken King's word is absolute." Alomar looked away, and then nodded. "So be it...Father." | |||
Taken Blade clashed against shock greatsword. The corrupted Starshielder was strong, but not as strong as it once was as it clashed against Alomar's sword. Byviliks grunted and swung, the two of them dueling with fast slashes and heavy strikes. But it was for nothing for the Taken Kell. For with a few clever swipes of his blade, Alomar severed his arm, and claimed Starshielder from him. "This is for my father." With a snarl, he plunged the sword into the Taken's chest.....and sent him swirling back to the Ascendant Plane. | |||
It wasn't long before the other Taken followed, and Alomar felt to his knees. He watched the ancient blade be freeded of Taken blight.......before it fell apart. His breath caught as he tried to scoop up the shards, fear blowing through him. A symbol of ancient Riis......of his home and his race, shattered into eight shards. He held the shards....and cried. Seeing the Taken Kell that was his former Father, the shattering of Starshielder....it was too much as he broke down. | |||
It was a while before he brought himself back together. When he did, he took a deep breath and nodded. Gathering up the shards, he put them away, stashed away as he prepared to head back to his Skiff. He needed to get away from here, find a place to hide...and bid his time. | |||
==IV:Friends Lost== | ==IV:Friends Lost== | ||