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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

"Wait and then jump" where the words of Sigeric, Thoruk remembered them exactly, although as he looks down at the charging giant he's not so sure anymore about that idea. "A fack it lad" he says, putting his helmet on and standing up. "Iver, don't move just now lad, thank ya" he says looking towards Marco. "Aye boy, you better help our crazy bat, don't you dare coming back without one assist, got me lad?" he tells Marco, as a bit of a incentive. "See ya later lad" he says, falling down backwards like the badass he is, almost loosing his fathers axe while falling down. Mid air he slightly cuts into his hand with his axe, feeling the power flowing through his body. As he lets lose of this power to set it free the time stops for what seemed like ages. His normal form, using elemental powers infront of his eyes, as if someone wanted to tell him something. He uses fire, wind, water, yes even the earth, grass and stones. "I still have so much to improve, can't afford to lose a fight like this for sure" he thinks as the time begins to run again and the power streams around in his body.
 
The Drake would snarl, snapping its jaws at Cards neck, hoping to connect, meanwhile he continued to push him down, going to use his front legs to grip the Drake and his back legs to rake the others stomach, legs, and if possible wing.
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Mirecyla would roar upon breaking through the wall of spikes, his shoulder being thrown back as it was stabbed but that didn't stop her. Deciding not to charge blankly now that the Guardian had a weapon Mirecyla would instead sprint forward, banking to the left upon almost reaching the range of the Glaive.
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"We'll see, I have yet to have use for these" He'd motion to the several levers on the obelisk. The Savage seemed to be taking care of the Warrior and then was it the Executioner? Who was going to fight the Guardian and maybe the Flying. Wait, now the Elemental was here, hmm. The Hybrid and Drake seemed to be having an equal fight now that the other Drake was here, but the Serpent was down. Would the other Giants come? Probably not. Eyeing one of the levers he had an idea. "I have an idea, watch the elves intently." He would tell Azura as with his powers he flicked the first lever on. The metal causing for it to be pushed forward.
 
"Die fer ya Fuhrer, ya dirty git!" the Dwarf/Dimitri roared, using his hands to climb up the Armored's head and get to the top. He then begins to hammer away at the top of his head with his claws, poorly singing an instrumental version of Scotland the Brave.
 
Oh Miriel, what a mistake. What.... a.... mistake! There was no emotion or feelings left he had for this bitch, she could've chosen not to do this. Oh well, too late. Ha'zi took in the presence of his hardened knuckles briefly with glee before looking right back up at the Savage. Now this... this is my kind of fun. The Warrior spat in her face and grabbed quickly on to her stabbing arm with one hand and did a hard punch at her face with the other. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
"They unfortunately were taken down by the menace they call the Destroyer. We were originally ambushed by a small group of giants until this bigger and stronger giant came out who seemed to be they're leader. He broke a boulder in multiple pieces and threw them taking out nearly my entire archer group and gave a lot of concussions, knocking out at least a dozen others. The rest of the cohorts have taking similar losses and have equally suffered. "
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Zaro mounted his horse and prepared to make speed towards the Savage and help Warrior. Though he remembered what happened before and he knew this Savage must be more unique and powerful hence its name. From a distance Zaro saw it was clad with white armor that appeared like bone. It has one strong arm and the other was replace by some kind of bone blade. As he got closer he saw how it fought. She attacked vigorously and with great swiftness so he assumed that is why it had been named such. From even a far view anyone could make out that Ha'zi or the Warrior was taking multiple tough blows, and was being demolished. Zaro moved quickly preparing to distract it with his men so the Warrior could take advantage using his chain when necessary and throwing knives or using range when possibly. "Comrades, aim for the unprotected skin, and try to break that armor, it appears to be only bone!"
 
WHOOSH.

The Elemental Giant landed with a THUD, sending rocks up. The Elemental was behind the Executioner, 80 meters from the Enemy Giant.

Mirecyla was too focused on the Guardian Giant to pay any attention to what was behind her. She was within range of its glaive, the Guardian having fully formed it.

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——-

The Armoured Giant was incapable of speech and instead spurted out a symphony of roars as Berethor began to scream inside the nape, “This fucker. I’ll kill you, you fucking midget goblin!”

Dimitri had dented the Armoured’s skull and slashed out his forehead when it grasped onto him, pulling at Dimitri’s hair and ripping the Dwarf Giant off him. Dimitri was left suspended in the air as the Armoured pulled him off.

Swish.

A ballista bolt whipped past Dimitri’s head and hit the Armoured Giant’s hand.

The Armoured roared in pain, dropping the Dwarf. Dimitri saw the ground coming up beneath him, no enemies were within view and the Serpent Giant’s burnt tail was smoking away nearby but the rest of it was missing.

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——-

Pyrus’ ballista had fried at the Dwarf and hit the Armoured instead.

“Maybe train it on the army instead of our own allies!” Uasset exclaimed, internally face palming.

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”Huh?” Miriel gasped seeing the fist, she raised her own hand to block it and it shattered as the Warrior’s hand broke it in one hit.

“Ha’zi...has my hardening ability? What? No...” Her eyes narrowed on his movements and she pivoted, rolling off him.

Sclip.

Glorfindel’s sword cut through her left leg’s Achilles’ tendon. His horse swiftly evaded her and rushed out of the way of the Savage and Warrior Giants.

Her left foot went limp and she staggered, attempting to raise her blade arm towards the Warrior who was still on the floor, her other arm was slowly healing from being shattered. This was a problem. A very big problem. That elf...Glorfindel. He was a threat. A much larger one than she realized. Her eyes turned back to the Warrior. Damn her. She had her shot and she stopped. Why had she hesitated? He meant nothing to her. He was nothing to her. She raised her blade and prepared for his attack.

Zaro saw the Savage was actually weakened. The Warrior had broken one of her arms and she was limping. Glorfindel was riding around the Savage, avoiding her from a distance but watching vigilantly for an opening. The only thing they could damage from being so low to the ground was the Savage’s feet and one of them was already cut open, the other remaining unharmed.

“Go for the feet! Cut its legs out from underneath it!” Harros ordered as they thundered towards the Savage Giant, passing the Warrior. Unbeknownst to them, the Warrior was completely out of his mind at this point. Friend or foe made no difference to the rage it was experiencing.

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"Yeah yeah I got it." He would say, the ballista bolt continuing through and out of the Berethors hand an down to the falling Dwarf giant, if he was able to Pyrus would make it so that the Ballista bolt ripped through the stomach of the dwarf and then go over the fence landing with a thud onto the ground nearby the elves.
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Mirecyla would notice Miriel, she knew deep down that she wasn't a good leader, weakened by some runt. Pathetic. Looking at the Guardian she roared in anger and sped off to go help Miriel, the Guardian could wait, they needed as much firepower as they could achieve.
 
Ha'zi roared, getting up on his feet quickly, then rolled to the side and pounced on Miriel. He began dealing blow after blow wildly, not caring on whether they missed the target or not, only wanting one thing: to unleash his anger. Unleash everything.

The Warrior would pay no attention to the elf riding nearby trying to help him, giving very little care to where he walked. The rage blinded him from anyone or anything else, it was the only he thing he felt, and no one would stop him from unleashing it.  [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
"Well..." he said, swallowing hard. "I'm ready for it, but I'm not the soldier here; do you think it would be fruitful now?"
 
Dimitri hardened his feet to brace for impact, taking note that he was under fire. Thankfully, he was swifter and a small target. Once he hits the ground, he tries to get behind the Armored's legs and hit the back of his knee.
 
Miriel’s bladed-arm pierced Ha’zi’s stomach but did nothing to stop him. She tried to fight back, tried to kick him off, tried to stand, tried to harden her face yet his galvanized knuckles broke through her crystal hardening and smashed her face in. After a few punches it was nothing but mush and Ha’zi’s own fists had broken in the process, leaving only stumps behind. The Savage Giant went limp, unmoving.

Zaro saw that the Savage was defeated but another noise brought his attention.

STOMP STOMP STOMP.

The Executioner Giant thundered past Glorfindel and towards the Warrior. Ha’zi was too focused on Miriel’s body to even notice it, his own mind was past the brink of sanity and all he wanted was to kill, and to kill, and, of course, to kill.

Sigeric, Iver, Thoruk and Marco saw the fight happening and needed to race over. The Guardian was stuck in place and unable to aid them physically whilst the Elemental and Flying could. Thoruk rushed after the Executioner but was unable to catch up, its speed as a quadruped allowing it to vastly outpace him.

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Dimitri successfully landed a blow to the back of the Armoured’s knee. It faltered and turned around to try and kick him. A ballista bolt zipped through the air and smacked through the Dwarf’s chest, not causing much damage but definitely being annoying. It flew away.

The Gondorian Cavalry Regiment waited, not willing or able to engage in the fight. Major Crandil forced them to hold their ground and avoid the firefight between the Drakes.

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“Well, it appears the tide is changing, Daugo-“

“Incoming!” A ballista bolt smacked Tanithil and killed her. It had somehow flown like a directed missile from over the fence.

“What in Ar-“ Celeborn was attempting to say as he was interrupted again by a booming voice.

”YOU’VE HAD YOUR FUN. NOW IT’S MINE!”

A chill creeped down all their spines. It was Grimnir’s voice, distorted, but Grimnir’s voice. No...wait. It wasn’t Grimnir’s it was the voice of,

The Destroyer Giant appeared over a hill in the far distance. Around it were eleven other Giants, most being shorter but one larger, seventeen meter Giant. The Destroyer, Grimnir, was smiling, gleefully. His dwarven beard disheveled. He had a great boulder in his hand and crushed it slightly.

”DON’T LET THEM TO ESCAPE. ANNIHILATE THEM!”

His voice was carried across the entire battlefield. Ten Giants around him began to charge, rushing towards Ha’zi, who was the closest to them all.

Daugo had a flashback to the beach. Lesier. Ha’zi. The Destroyer.

“Master Burgins, I do believe now would be the time to transform.”

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The Ballista bolt would start to rip apart into three pieces, one would be a ball while the other two would become long strips of metal. Zipping through anyone in there paths the pieces of metal would stop when reaching who Daugo/who Pyrus could make out as Daugo. The metal ball would go and hit him in the head going to knock him out while the metal strips would go to wrap around his arms and legs, drawing the person away. All of this would strain Pyrus greatly.
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Mirecyla would roar and jump forward going to grab Ha'zi by the feet and sling him around either sending him flying at a nearby cliff or slamming him into the ground. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/9842Kye/74.png" name="9842Kye"]16315828[/user]
 
”Daugo, I can send you with a rider out there.” Celeborn was saying when the ballista started to move, seemingly becoming animate and skewering through multiple elves before reaching Daugo. Celeborn was helpless as Daugo was restrained by a ball of metal and chained, then began to float away. The Elven Lord grabbed his foot and tried to yank him down but fell with a shout, “Daugo!”

Pyrus saw he had captured the Hobbit and was reeling in the bait.

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———-

As Mirecyla jumped for Ha’zi, Thoruk raised the Earth up around her, a wall of dirt in the shape of a hand smashing into her face. A literal face-dirt-palm.

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Howling, the Warrior rips the blade out of its chest without even a flinch, the rage masking all pain. Ha'zi then notices the small army of new giants rushing towards him. "Nothing too interesting, should be an easy kill," the Haradrim barbarically thinks. He starts his way towards the giants, but then... he hears. It. Him.

The sound penetrates through Ha'zi's mind, past his broken and rage filled levels, and down, deep down, into his inner, kept away memories. Slowly, one memory comes, ominous and fearing. The most painful one, the one that changed the boy's life forever. Lesier, old, kind Lesier, being eviscerated by death from above. Ha'zi, too slow and too foolish to save him, suffering the same fate... but, with what most would consider luck or a blessing, but to him, a curse, surviving. And while this all happens, it laughs. He laughs. No. Not him. Osman... that bastard. He's going to PAY. Ha'zi never got the chance for his revenge... but now, oh, but now... well, this truly will be fun.

The Warrior's rage is increased tenfold, and he roars with such rage to shake the Udun Valley. He marches over back to Miriel's squashed body, and-SNAP- breaks off her bladed arm, then carries the armored body with him over his shoulder. With the body in one arm and his new ghastly weapon in the other, the giant, no, the demon known as the Warrior, inheritor by the name of Ha'zi Mor, charges towards ruin.... for Lesier.  [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
This was a strange turn of events, if there ever was one. Daugo began to struggle frantically against his quite sudden imprisonment, but then had another notion. He had not gotten this far by being a precipitous fool, oh no.

Calmly, he let himself be dragged away for a short while. When he was at last satisfied with the distance, he began tapping into that nearly psychotic hatred that always rested just before the surface of his consciousness. He thought of Bob Newleaf, and the slavers, and the island; and he also thought of Morgoth threatening the safety of his children, and of the treacherous Ilmare.

With the goal of getting an outlet for all the rage pent up inside him, and of saving the world as a bonus, he accessed that part of him that had once been Andreth's, letting in the late shifter's psyche and attempting to transform in mid-air with a moderately catastrophic explosion.
 
"What the fuck?" Mirecyla would roar as the dirt hit her, turning around she would notice the Elemental and roar again, turning around she noticed that the Warrior was distracted by Osman and some of the others, perfect! Rushing forward once more she would go to charge the distracted warrior going to aim for his spine
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"Now we wait." He would say to no one in particular, continuing to reel Daugo away.
 
”Miriel is not my enemy. Unfortunately for her, it’s you Ha’zi!”

Osman shouted, unleashing a barrage of rocks in his direction. They flew over the heads of the ten charging Giants and smashed into the Warrior Giant.

The main barrage shredded what was left of the Savage Giant and pelted down Ha’zi’s left shoulder. The Savage Giant’s corpse was smoking and ripped in half, the torso splitting and lower half falling to the ground whilst the upper body was still with Ha’zi. It was barely a shield at this point.

”BRING HIM DOWN!!”

The Ten Giants slammed into Ha’zi, piling onto him. Mirecyla managed to grab a hold of his back and saw his exposed nape there. She could do it. She could succeed where Miriel failed.

———-

Daugo felt a fire erupt within him. Waves crashing on the island. The Destroyer’s barrage. A butterfly emerging from its cocoon. Andreth’s transformation. The natural wood of a tree decaying. A flurry of images rushed through his mind.

There was a slight tinge in the air. The winds shifted. Celeborn exhaled.

WHA-

BOOOOOOOOOM.

A mile south of the fence, the largest Giant in creation, the God of Destruction himself, stood. The earth around him charred black.

THE BEHEMOTH.

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The world Daugo saw was different. Very different. He was no longer the short runt from Buckland and Bree. The world was beneath him now. The other Giants. They were like rats at his feet. The elves, the Gondorian soldiers, all of them were insects compared to him. He was a God.

The Destroyer Giant took a visible step backwards.

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Mirecyla would do just that, reaching forward quickly she would go to rip the boy out of his giant body, going to slam her fist hard enough into his head so that he would be knocked out and not killed. But thats when it happened, the Behemoth. Shit. What to do with him?
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"NOW![/i] Pyrus would roar, also to no one in particular as the other six levers went up, six different Ballista bolts shooting out at the Behemoth.
 
NO. He would not fall this easily! Not again. He could not. HE WOULD NOT. Roaring, the Warrior bashes with the last of his rage, clinging for life and to kill, under the pile of bodies swarming him, tearing him apart. As he does this, the remaining bits of his consciousness try to do empathic mimicry, in hopes of finding something, anything, that can help him in this fight to the death...  [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
Dimitri/the Dwarf grunts as the ballistae hits him, but takes advantage of the Behemoth arising to restart his offensive. With the knee hopefully damaged enough to immoblize him, Dimitri tries to climb up his back with haste and stab his knee.
 
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