The Necropolis of Furcas, The City of Melatium [Dungeon/Plot]

As they would enter the Necropolis they would notice their bodies had changed, At first, it was hard to find out where their allies were. In fact, there were quite a few things that seemed different. Plenty of things seemed as if they were of a different size as if the world felt different to the touch.

Trently stood the tallest, 40m tall with a body made of Bismuth, the slick rainbow metal would reflect with a rainbow sheen. It would be bizarre to adapt to it, as his real body was deep inside, and his ally, inhabiting the Dao upon his right side, and an enlarged version of his trusty Kutter's Katana. It was likely uncanny how easily these things would become aware to him.

Trently's Armor Mech:

Dancing forth around at 20m tall the platinum gowned armor that Zubidiah would be piloting floated near Trent. She would notice the fork she picked up in the dungeon, along with two Spears, Amunet and Powehi by what she could feel, or hear from them, and a chain ball with golden plating which seemed to the coy yet aggressive Constantine, who seemed to be unhappy to be on her side. It would be strange yet they would be able to recognize and speak to one another in this state.

Zub's Mech Armor:

Ironically enough the previous towering over the group member now stood taller, yet dwarfed compared to the others at 10m tall. A copper statue of himself with flared designs the Asura pranced around with his arsenal formed from his friends. Just like the others, he could hear the thoughts of the allies he held. With Mars now awake in his hand as a Katana, the Axe of Egkre still around for use, Baba as a long-reaching whip, Ares defending as a wonderful circle shield, a blue staff from his magic ally and striking Khopesh formed from Bayek. With his friends in toe they felt empowered to overcome any foe!

Sessho's Mech Armor:

Before them was an endless expanse of cracked earth, veins of precious metals, gems, and all kinds of minerals leading all around. Decorating the earth it seemed as it everything in this massive expanse of a world was lustrous. The Sky hung with a silver moon white basked the night with a soft white glow as the sky it's self seemed tinted in the dark. A red hot glow could be seen in the distance, streaking forth from the earth, winding and leading 2000m away towards what seemed to be a massive city in the distance.

As they would find how the glowing earth would guide the way the image, their goal would appear in their mind. The image of the massive anvil in the center of the city in the distance, in which streams of produced from metallurgy seemed to flow like waterfalls. People with metal skin seemed to roam the streets, conversing living their daily lives working with and on the machines of their home. Some seemed to be dressed in knightly garbs patrolling through working distracts, housing, and red-light where wheels of fortunes offered prizes only at great expense of one's wallet.


There was plenty to explore there, plenty to learn. But first, they had to get there, which should've been no issue with their size and speed combined. Even venturing forth into crystal cracked earth. The crackle of the earth could be felt on their heavy feet, the smell of slight smoldering entering the metal caverns and affecting their actual senses was quite odd. More would rock their sensations as the earth would begin to shake.

Behind them, following throw the metal poured forth a mold forming a mighty, massive, well-armed black knight. His layered, macabre patterns drew the eye into his slick design. Just like those who had entered before the massive armor he wore was adorned with gear made of his allies, yet unlike them he stood at 100m tall. Towering compared to them, and them being only 200m into the 2000m Necropolis he would be able to gain pace quickly even with slow steps. His thundering steps would soon be dwarfed by the distance rumbled as something rose behind the metropolis that was their goal.

Xerxes' Mech Armor:

It lumbered forth, it's body rising in what appeared to be a slow manner, but in comparison was great velocity. It stood bigger than the city, it's protector and warden. The mighty metal man which towered at 400m tall it's iron machinations moved it's lumbering body into a standing position as it would mark it's eyes on the impending intruders. It was time for the Iron God's games.

It's legs would lift, over the city it would step, moving towards them with the best pace that it could. The mighty golem known as Ferrum Machina would sum those up who had entered. The Orb which was it's single eye glazed over them, examining their qualities. Each step shattering earth and shaking the ground with a heavy tremor it moved out with great ferocity.

If they all chose to move forwards towards Ferrum Machina then they would find themselves upon it 500m in with 1500m left, with Xerxes following right behind 50m, preparing to attack within any moment.

Xerxes: His voice would ring out, a warped tone to it almost as it bellowed out from the massive armor in which he wielded. "I Shall cut forth those who prevent progress, but I shall not start a needless fight of any kind, just let us pass beast." He had no grasp of their power in this state, he was sure of his skill but all factors needed to be accounted for. He knew this creature was likely to be able to reason in some kind of way.

While he tried to speak his various allies tried to provide council to him, trying to suggest as to what actions they all wished to hope to take in this moment of rising action.

Armin: "Shoot it down, Aim with me my lord and together we shall take down this foe with the smiting power of the Lord!" His fervent voice would shine, ringing out in the king's head as he tried to shrug off instant attacking as his son would only add more fuel to the flame.

Leon: In his fathers thoughts the suns gravely voice would command forth from his position in the great sword "Slice it, break it, pierce it, do what you must, move forth and make use of our power to overwhelm this goliath golem, and make it bend!"

Xerxes: Their aggressive, fervent thoughts brought annoyance to the king and would respond quickly. His warm voice scorning them "We won't attack first! In this state we are outnumbered, we need to wait and then discuss a plan, don't act, react."

They would try to head his advice but others would begin to try and plan early not fully understanding his message. The thoughts of Neda and Marcus trading back and forth, with the kings mind as the message hub.

Neda: "We could entice them to attack it, or use one of those three as a blockade. They would coldly suggest. Neda thinking of a way around to get ahead and quicker to their goal.

Marcus: Suggesting in response the assassin would speak up or rather think up in a witting manner. His sharp voice rang in their minds attentively. "We could definitely get around, shield to pick one off and then attack from behind, let them weaken it and take them all out while reserving most of our strength is my suggestion."

Neda: Quickly Neda would respond "No, we can let them fight on their own and just rush ahead, we should avoid combat even if we are stronger, we can hold our own and get to the goal."

Marcus: "Stop being foolish, we have to eliminate all targets to secure victory." His tone now held a thick layer of sass, and he intended to lay it thick, passiveness had done little for them this dungeon it seemed, even if it wasn't direct they did need to attack.

Neda:"Stop being a Jackass, why do you have to argue, we've got this far haven't we?" they began to retort back.

But before any of them could continue, before Xerxes would have the chance to scold them to be patient and wait for the others to act first, action would interrupt them. As Ferrum would begin to smack his heavy hands, the heavy thud interrupting any all possible thought as screeching shrieks of scrapping metal would shake the air. Their actions couldn't be well coordinated as he would lift his right leg stomping, an Earth Crash coming at them, the very might of titan standing against them even now with great power.

As the earth would fold, a wave of crumbling rock that seemed to have no escape they would have to act to this new foe. It seemed like combat was inevitable at this point. Now past obstacles of any kind how would they now react with great power against a foe that was overwhelming. They had more than a massive machine for them, he was Ferrum Machina, the Iron God who moved mountains and separated seas in order to protect.

DM notes: All Pools Restored, if pursuing forward Iron God will be met at 500m in towards 2000m goal mark, with Xerxes 50m behind. In these suits, all abilities related to equipped items and weapons will be usable but none of your magic items besides the ones listed in the mechs equipment may be used.

Ferrum Machina:

A great voice from someplace close could be heard by Trently and his dear friend who would usher into the room. It spoke to the men and women who set foot upon the land. Forged and reborn new with lustrous bodies, those who sought the power of the dungeon would find themselves with a great new body. Trently himself would open his eyes and quickly realize his rainbow sheening body of metal. He would feel the world that would be before his feet different than just moments before. He would see the landscape that lied before him and take notice to how it looked smaller to him than ever before. Trently would in just seconds, hear the voice of his friend that was now inhabiting a blade lying on his right side. Trently was surprised.

Guaiwu: "Huh!?"

Trently: "Woah..! Am I.. a metal golem!?"

Trently said in excitement. He was a great metal golem, shining beautiful with blades on his right and left sides. His hair tied up in a knot, Trently stared on at the land before him and the others who he would soon see around him in new bodies as well. It appeared this was the magic of the dungeon's doing. This was so cool, Trently thought. He looked at his katana on the left side of his waist and would unsheathe it, admiring its shining beauty. He would then do the same to his friend, Guaiwu, inhibiting a blade Trently would refer to as Dao. It began to be noticed by Guaiwu that the magic of the dungeon had altered them.

Guaiwu: "It seems I am your blade, Trently! Magic is truly crazy, isn't it!?"

Trently: "Kehehe! Yeah, it sure is! Now let us see where it is we venture forth!"

Roared the two, excited for what is to come in this land of this new room. It would be seen that a city of metal and a hot glow lied before the three golems. Trently would smile wide looking at the city ahead of him. Trently would look to his sides and see the other golems who would look to be the woman and man who was in the dungeon with Trently. It still was so much to take in but the young warrior would not stop to realize what was happening. A great dungeon was still standing to be conquered.

Trently: "A city of red liquid and metal people is over there! We shall follow it!"

However, soon an abrupt noise would sound through the land as an ebony golem of metal appeared on the scene. It set foot upon the land and stood mighty. Was it Xerxes, Trently asked himself as he looked back its height and macabre patterns. Trently knew it was almost certainly the Sasan King, Xerxes Uriens. He would stand imposing but only a rival to young Trently in his tall body. Trently clenched his fist, staring hard at the goliath golem of metal behind him. He would look forward, and continue forward with speed for the great city.

Guaiwu: "Let us do this!"

Roared the spirited Guaiwu from the wild blade that was Dao. Trently would dash forth for the city with an intense stare and bright smile, his hand upon his beautiful Kutter Katana he would wield to venture forward for what may await at the end of this great dungeon. As the young soul would begin to dash forward however, he would find that a rumble would come from behind the large city's metal buildings. Trently with caution for what that was and on guard would stop for a moment, and lay his eyes upon the greater golem that crept from out of the city to meet with the challengers of the dungeon. Rumbles would shake the earth, as a goliath of iron would step onto the scene with great power, unveiling itself to the challengers that ventured forward.

Guaiwu: "T-rently! Do you see THAT!?"

Trently: "I see.."



Conversed the two with each other. Trently would look on at the massive goliath of metal with a smile, as he would listen to Xerxes yell out loud. Xerxes spoke to the city lifting giant loudly with a booming voice. Yet that would not matter, for it seemed the god like metal golem would not heed what the black golem that is Xerxes would say. Trently at this moment, would begin stepping forward for Ferrum Machina. Trently's rainbow hands upon the hilts of his blades. A dashing at full speed valiant soul that is Trently and his friend by his side, Guaiwu, everyone on the field of battle would be able to see Trently rush forward for the red liquid city of metal.

Trently: "Please, step aside great golem of the city! For I do not seek harm but only the power of this dungeon! If you do not step aside I must no choice but to.. strike you down with my blades! I do not want to hurt you!"

Guaiwu: "Here comes an attack! Brace yourself, Trently!"

Trently: "We shall carve our path and journey forward! Lightning Path: Shock Guard!"

A roar from the bottom of his heart and his spirit would bellow out from his metal golem body, to the goliath golem. Trently would see the clap of the golem happen and send waves of metal at him, and run into it as he would cross his shining blades. Defending his new metal body from the attack with a magnetic barrier, the valiant young man would blow right through the metal that flew at him. Trently would come out the other side of the metals, and uncross his blades violently while blasting forward for the golem before him. He would sheathe his Kutter Katana for a moment as he sprinted to the left of the goliath. With a vertical swing, Trently went on and attacked the goliath as he drew out his blade once again and delivered an electromagnetic strike to its knee and proceeded to attack its ankle soon after.

Trently: "Lightning Charge! Lightning Path: Lighting's Lead! Lightning Path: Thunder's Call! Hooraaa!"

Guaiwu: "Goooraaaaaaa!"

Trently would smile and look forward at his enemy who stood in his path to be carved as he fought to continue on his adventure! Trently would strike at the left ankle of the iron god as his other strike would just attack the knee of the iron god. As the quick Lightning Charge went for the knee of the giant, Trently's aim was to attack the ankle as he reacted to the quick strike to the knee. Trently and his general, Guaiwu, fought against all odds with a will and heart that roared ever so strongly.

Magoi: 340

Stamina: 305

Abilities Used:

Trently's Armor Mech:

Guaiwu The Red Ogre, Miracle General!:

Magic Weapons [Unusable]:

Magic Items [Unusable]:

Large Backpack:

Backpack Items:

Shards 1x:

Juicy Sirlion 1x:

The group was both stunned amd amazed by their transformations. The 5 members of the family had become weapons while Sessho was a giant robot, well not giant compared to the others that became whatever they were now. Sessho was not sire what to call this new form and was thinking as the others tried to call down Baba who was freaking out from being turned into a weapon more so than the others. He was disappointed that he was the smallest but glad he still had the arms and cool weapons. Sessho was trying to decide which of the 3 goants he was gonna fight when he started hearing loud noises and saw a new and larger giant. He smiles thinking this will be fun.

Sessho runs to the giant screaming at the top of his lungs. He was gonna take down this thing single handedly. He would run as fast as he can running a bit up the closest leg to him before using his khopesh, katana and axe to stab into the leg so he can start climing up its body. He was hoping to attack it in the face once he climbs up there.

As the earth would tear asunder from the giant's strength, the rippling rocks and earth which tore up the metals of the earth would create a massive crushing force. And as the earth flowed forward Trently would be the first to meet it, as the solid sea would bend around him, his electromagnetic defense having the strength to barely divert it. As he trudged forth moving through it besides and above his allies would make their own actions.

Absorbing the force of the impact Sessho would find that his protective layer would shatter from the force of the attack, as the earth would fill the crevices of his armor, the grains in his golems gears as he would notice he speed slightly decrease, but nonetheless the bronzed asura would push through with persistence. While above Zubidiah would gracefully fly over the lapping land, her platinum sheen dancing over the bend as it moved forward to meet the clash of the mighty king.

He would put up his Fourth Commandment: Resolute Stance. His crystal shield in hand he would tank the blow. His ally holding back the damage as he stood there, unmoving from the force of the attack. Soon the earth would fall after clashing with him, beginning to settle.

Aryan: His thoughts would be shaken as he communicated with the king. "This is still no joke I can feel the force from the vibrating through us like a tuning fork."

Xerxes: "This is nothing more than a wall in the path to victory, we can move through titan of an opponent or not."

As the king would step forth wielding his blades the slime cape would stretch up, lifting back his crossbow to prepare while the fight would continue.

The crackle of both sky and earth seemed to generate as Trently would prepare for his counterattack against the mighty giant. The leading bolts of lightning from his attack would go for his leg, to act quickly he would use his left hand to smack the bolt of lightning, but just as he would the two other attacks would manage to strike his leg and leave an opening for his ally.

As the giant would find his leg slightly damaged there would also be another, smaller nuisance now painfully scaling up him like a tower. As the hindrances only continued he would begin to do a counter-attack, to first get the pest of him as a fly now buzzed in his face as well. Everything would thunder around them as the gyrating, and stomping legs of the Iron God would soon begin to fill the sky would dust. His Cataclysm: Hidden Sky would start to blacken the vision of everyone.

His assault would not end there however, he would bring his hands together, with a mighty force as the air began to crackle, he would send forth Cataclysm: Rending Sky . As the air would turn he would aim the massive bolt at Zub, aiming to the King who tried to approach them all amidst their fight.

As the bolt would fly and crackle through the air Xerxes would launch his own attacks. He would aim for Sessho on the golem's leg with his crossbow, as the slime would load his greatsword into while he would hold his great saber in the sky. Simultaneously he would launch two attacks, 2nd Commandment: Humbling Shot and 3rd Commandment: Clearing thy Field. He planned to try to coordinate a proper assault to put this foe down.


DM notes: Lightning Charge basic clashed, because of damage reduction Trait all four damage it took are reduced to B-tier (Trentlys two attacks plus feed back = 3 A-tier naturally and Sessho climbing attack A-tier against the surface of it) WIth the reduction adding up to Two A-tiers of damage taken. 6 A-tier left.

Using Rending Sky to hurt Zub and Xerxes, while trying to hinder Trently and Sessho with his Hidden Sky.


Xerxes, Attacking everyone within 200m within explosive shrapnel, aiming crossbow loaded with sword and Sessho and Ferrums leg 60 stamina spent

In his tall and rainbow sheen metal golem the young sprit would roar out loud with great morale, striking the leg of his goliath god of an opponent that stood mighty before him and the city. He would feel the end in the far distance call out to him, wishing him to tread further for the power of the dungeon. For his men, the innocent, and the good of the world he fought ever vigorously behind that metal body of his that gave him strength to fight this goliath golem. Trently's sparks of lightning stroke at the golem and would damage the metal of the giant's leg. He would cut its leg just before another round of attacks from its godly might and strength. Trently were to leap backward as it began to stomp furiously, annoyed by the one golem climbing up its leg and one other in its face flying in the air.

Guaiwu: "Here it comes, Trently!"

Trently: "Raaaaa! Shock Guard!"

Yelled the warrior, crossing his blades over one another as he tried to block the debris and force though not needing to. Trently would hold off for a moment on attacking again, but would soon realize his vision had been blackened by the debris from the stomping of the golem. With his vision limited, he would have to do the best he could for now and just attack the part of the golem in his sight. That would be its foot, once it had stopped stomping. Trently would continue crossing his blades as his goliath foe would attack with a great beam of lightning, luckily an attack not aimed at him. However at this time the young man would be attacked by some other attack, not from the golem but from a royal of Sasan, King Xerxes the man himself. Trently would come to be suspicious of Xerxes pulling the attack as the Shock Guard he had up would protect him from the shrapnel burst that attacked.

Trently would refocus once again however on the golem before him, sheathing his two blades for a quick moment. He would brandish them after a second and then rush for the foot of the golem, attacking once more. Trently would aim a cut at its right thigh, before dashing over behind the golem and striking at its left leg with Lightning Charge for both of the strikes to the golem. Trently would then come back around at full speed and go for its right leg again, leaping forward at its leg and striking once more with the greatest roar he could. Trently would feel the exhaust of fighting such a powerful foe, but would push forward on his path for the power of the djinn.

Trently: "HOORAH! Lightning Path: Lightning's Lead! Lightning Path: Thunder's Call!"

A lashing barrage of blades and streaks of blue lightning would fill the air near the right foot of the goliath. A quick vertical strike, and then a horizontal strike, Trently slashed adamantly. Trently kept up his persistence and determination on toppling his great foe, throwing forth his heart behind every strike and his mind for every dash or decision. Trently would roar in sync with Guaiwu as he reigned the wild Dao upon the goliath. It would make an effort to sink its fangs deep into the iron metal of the golem.

Magoi: 340

Stamina: 275

Abilities Used:

Trently's Armor Mech:

Guaiwu The Red Ogre, Miracle General!:

Magic Weapons [Unusable]:

Magic Items [Unusable]:

Large Backpack:

Backpack Items:

Shards 1x:

Juicy Sirlion 1x:

The crazed warrior was grinning and holering with vigor as he climbs the giants leg. This was something sessho has always wanted to do, climbing giants to fight them. Sadly with this dream there didnt seem to be any giants in the regular world so he has to come to dungeons to find them.  He would hold on tightly as the giants starts stomping and spinning it's leg. He was sure the giant was trying to knock off the warrior but this past was going nowhere.

Now waa his time to try to topple this giant. He would hold his axe of Ekgre feeding magoi into it to cover his body in a copper armor with Protection of Ekgre and his would than use fury of Ekgre to create a blade of copper slashing in an arc at the giant leg hoping to cut it in half or at least start chipping the leg to pieces than use spinning lash with his 4m katana spinning his body has he lets go hoping to cut the leg off and hopefully stop any attack if one comes his way as he falls while spinning.

Items used:

Ability used:

Magoi/stamina used 20/20
Remaining pools 110/130 magoi 275/295stamina

Sparks splattered, painting the field as shrapnel surged with streaks of electricity. With an electromagnetic shield and a bolt large enough to scar the sky itself the brunt of the attack pushed back as others weaved in the debris. Their actions keeping them safe but the occasional rocks would hit them if their movement was too fast. As Zubidiah would dip right under the bolt the sound of shrieking metal would hollow their heads. The blade would pierce through Ferrum's leg, along with Sesshomaru, while he was safe from the shrapnel that would fly through in the smokescreen was pinned.

Quick action would put the great goliath in a precarious position. As Trently would dance on the floor he would surely have his troubles but his strikes would find their mark. The sparks coursed, slicing with a molecular precision as the metal began to tear from the continuous attack. As the storm would continue to rage the sky would continue to boom as the build-up from Trently's attacks blew at his leg. It wasn't the only dent in the might defenders' armor either. As the Asura attacked from the leg of the giant he'd manage to slice himself free by tearing a small slice into his leg.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCH!!

It echoed, echoing for miles down the endless expanse of this fantasy realm. With foes right in front of its' face, and woes forming across it's metallic skin it seemed driven now. Sure movement was hard, but it'd still be easy to attack. He'd use the leg the swordsman seemed to carve. An Earth Crash would be sent out, but there was no hesitation. His Comet Strikes would come next, not one but two. One would come straight down from the sky, his fist aiming to go down onto the fast-moving Zubidiah, down onto his own leg, hoping to swing down into the haze to hit Trently as well. Hoping to hit all three in one swing, he'd try to step forward with what little energy he had left, following the wave of earth to use the second Comet Strike on Xerxes.

Certainly, they weren't fools, he wished to rid himself of his foes for sure but he knew even if the beast was making a powerful gamble they were more than adequate to react in response to counterattack if timed right. Xerxes however, didn't think it was time ponder his enemies' actions too much, and now was rather the time to act. At least that's the position he found himself in as a flaming fist made it's way towards him.

Xerxes: "All paths all challenges bring their own turns, but I shall still smite you down with my next strike."

He'd hold up his left arm, his Resolute Stance would meet the burning the punch. His footwork kept him in place, he could feel the force trying to rip him up, as the ferocious heat began to just barely melt his shield. It had damaged his good friend, and while it was his choice this beast still had to pay for his actions.

Xerxes: "REPENT! LEVELING STRIKE!" His blade would tear through the legs that Sesshomaru and Trently had attacked. Another massive thud would violate the air once again as Ferrum now rested on his knees. He had managed to launch his attacks, whether or not they hit was up to debate, but if they did survive the weakened Iron God would still need to be vanquished fully to stay down, as his eyes lurked, looking for nourishment.

DM Notes: Trently does 5 x A with Two slashes, two abilties and the after effect, Sessho lands 2x A-tier with his two attacks but is still near the leg as break free wouldn't have been easy and Xerxes does 1x A with his leveling slash, adding up to 8x A, with the damage reduction having it to 4 the Iron god requires 2 more A-tiers worth of damage to defeat.

Using Earth Crash to sweep everyone on the floor, then using Comet Strike on all three, attempting to do a large rotating swing in order to go down from Zubidiah down into the earth to try and hit Sessho and Trently in the dissipating dust cloud. Keep in mind moving in it faster than walking does C-tier damage.

Ferrum Machina:

Xerxes' Mech Armor:

In the midst of this great battle stood Trently fighting for what he knew as right for the world and the fate of it. A valiant heart and indomitable will and spirit the young warrior of the light was. Trently would grit his fangs, smiling as his metal golem body did. His rainbow metal blurred around the gigantic golem of mountain stature. He knew well what a war of vicious expansion was like. Trently could not let Xerxes attain the power of the dungeon and set his plans in motion, for unnecessary bloodshed would come. A heart set and focused on conquering this dungeon with Guaiwu, Trently would carve his path to the illusive Chamber of Furcas and earn its power held deep within. This goliath stood in his path however. He needed to be defeated, overcome. Trently never experienced strength of such caliber before. Well, perhaps he has. Trently remembered the power of that man from the dungeon, that mysterious man or more like demon. Trently had faced great power before and he shall face it again!

Trently: "We stand our ground and shall not falter, Guaiwu, Shock Guard!"

Bellowed out Trently, crossing his blades and forming a magnetic barrier to block the quake of earth created by the force of the giant's great stomp. He would brace himself against the ultimate shake of the earth, unlike any other. It was a struggle to keep his blades up to defend himself but Trently pulled through against the power of the goliath golem. He would stare at the sky tall iron golem with resolve. Grasping his blades, the warrior would ready his next attack. Trently gleamed with color as he would rush with speed out of the path of the flaming fist descending upon him. He would make an attempt in trying to escape the comet like fist. With blades bracing for impact if he could not get away from the fist. Trently faced the damage from the dispersing debris while he ran with Shock Guard, knowing it was smarter than being hit by the goliath's comet.

Trently: "Shock Guard!"

If the giant hit, Trently would have a sustained guard up to protect himself. However, whatever occurred with the fist, Trently had an attack to use on the goliath next if he outran its fist or blocked it. Trently would prepare his Kutter Katana and wave its long blade in a cutting motion aimed for the arm of the great goliath. He would seek to cut its arm with an ability of his, Kaze Ha. A blade of wind would jet out from his sword and aim to strike the arm of the first Comet Strike.

Trently: "Kaze Ha!"

He roared as the blade of wind jet out from his Kutter Katana at great speeds. Trently's metal feet clanged against the ground as he ran to the side of the golem as he attacked Xerxes with a comet fist. He would sheath his blades and draw them out again after a moment. Trently with his two blades, would strike at the high right leg of the massive golem and attack again at his lower torso for two slashes of Path Carver's Lightning Charges.

Trently: "Hia! Hoah! Lightning Charge!"

It was coming to an end, the battle. Trently could see the goliath feeling weak by the attacks. He would end this with a last strike, a great final strike once more at the Iron God of the mysterious Furcas' realm. Trently clenched his blades in his colorful metallic hands, gearing himself for a strike with his heart and soul behind it. With a step forward, Trently began to run and dash for the city protector as he came to fall to his knees by the king of the nation of Sasan, Xerxes. However there was coming for the great golem.

Trently: "I, and my men, my dreams, my people, my world, have all led up to this great point known as.. fate! We must continue forward, for fate awaits and it is our destiny to see it out! Carving our path in these struggles, I will fight and move forward! Onward, for the fateful moment that awaits lies at the end of this vigorous path of hardship! Hraaa!"

Guaiwu: "No hard feelings, but move aside! Goraaaaaa!"

Trently: "Lightning Path: Lightning's Lead! Lightning Path: Thunder's Call! Carver Path: Crazy Frenzy!"

A bellow of multiple roars and roars reaching into the sky, Trently and his friend would deliver a horizontal strike to the right thigh of his opponent and then attack again. With a vertical cut to the thigh of the goliath, Trently began crying out loud in utter exhaustion but his will pushing his mind and body on forward. He would throw his feet down onto the ground with a firm grip in the terrain. Trently would clench his blades with a determined spirit, and start unleashing his strength upon the goliath. A strike after a strike, Trently cut into the metal of the goliath with all he could and would scratch and scratch.

Magoi: 320

Stamina: 225

Abilities Used:

Trently's Armor Mech:

Guaiwu The Red Ogre, Miracle General!:

Magic Weapons [Unusable]:

Magic Items [Unusable]:

Large Backpack:

Backpack Items:

Shards 1x:

Juicy Sirlion 1x:

The warrior was surprised to be pinned by a sword that flew out of nowhere and saw it came from the king behind them. He was lucky to free himself with his attacks before fallwing the the ground seeing a giant hand being swung at the warrior. He would quickly use the fure of Ekgre to launche a copper blade at the giant hand. Of he succeeds he wpuld land on the ground amd start running towards the King in the back. Sessho was going to avoid him but being attacked drew his attention. He would charge at Xerxes screaming till he was 30 meters away. He would than raise hos magma axe activating celestial judgement to launch a large magma sphere at the king as he continues charging.

20 magoi used
Remaining pools 90/130 magoi 275/295stamina

Items used:

As fire began to fall on them in the form a sinking strike. The air ripped as it began to crash down on them, each mech scrambling in a hurry to enact their defensive measures. As Zubidiah would fly straight into it, meeting the damage to protect herself, but not from recoil that came with contact. Not just her, however, Trently would join her in a rebound straight smack of the floor. While his shield would protect against damage contact with the attack would still sending him flying. The plus side was since it was a downward swing the strike would bounce them off the ground, surely knocking the wind out of them slightly.

However, they still had the freedom to act. As Sessho would just barely be knocked away from the force of barely meeting the attack Trently's Kaze Ha would strike his metal arm, and soon following. With one arm left he would approach with a Comet Strike, going through the lightning charges as he would meet the force of the attacks. As from above the knocked around platinum angel would deliver a strike from above. As the metal crushed his skull he only needed one more real blow to be finished.

With the coming attack certainly spelling certain doom it was time for the Final Cataclysm: Sun Unleashed. As Trently would slash away, chunking off metal he would start to feel a slight tug. As the crumbling machine's chest cavity began to open its glowing heart was revealed. The massive blue crystalline orb radiated with intense energy, the glow from it humming. The humming began to whir, and soon shriek as the glow transformed. Slowly the object began to pulsate, now radiating with a strong yellow light it began to turn deeper, more orange. Soon the light would be unbearable as the earth began to tear, floating towards the iron gods core.

DESTRUCTION IMMINENT, FINAL DEFENSIVE PROTACOL INTIATE SUN UNLEASHED

Xerxes: "It's gonna blow, with that much surging energy and converging material in one spot, I've seen enough of what magic is capable of this dungeon.

With thundering steps he would firmly plant his right foot, with a quick turn he would slam his sword into the core of the exploding mech. As the saber embedded itself into the core he could see it grow more volatile, they wouldn't be able to destroy it in this state it seemed.

"I guess it's time to follow through then, FINAL COMMANDMENT: HEAVEN'S FLIGHT, HELL's DEPARTURE.

Pushing through with his strike he would lift, using the stuck sword to lift the massive mech. He could feel the force of the intense task tearing his suit apart. The arms of Neda's slime cape would grasp the mech even to ease the load. With a hefty whirl soon it took flight, only 150m into the air because of its weight, but it was enough for them to move, and Xerxes was planning to do just that as he ran towards the city.

The danger wasn't over, but the necropolis was reaching it's end. They only had more incentive to head towards the goal with a bomb, dropping towards the earth sucking up everything within 1000m, it only had 1 minute till exploding. They had to act, they had to move.

Ferrum Machina:

Xerxes' Mech Armor:

DM Notes: With you blocking or Clashing Comet strike the Knockback applies, however with the angle I believe it would only really bouncing you off the floor, delaying attacks slightly but still allowing the chance. I saw no reason he could reasonably win without being unreasonable difficult on you guys. 1000m to get away from Ferrum, 1500m left in the room. The task here is finished, but the chance to attack Xerxes is not, combat is free and open for the rest of the room. If all proceed, you will be able to touch the gate Next Post after some NPC dialogue.

It was a valiant and courageous effort by every party in defeating the golem. Hacking and slashing at the great iron golem at no end's rest, Trently fought vigorously with great energy behind every one of his attacks. He would be slashing into the goliath, when its chest opened up and gleamed what looked like the sun itself, glowing brighter. That is when, suddenly with a quick lunging stab of his blade, Xerxes would pierce his blade into his iron golem opponent. It was a great show of strength by the king and one that left Trently amazed.

Trently: "It is.. about to explode any minute now!"

Roared out Trently, his blades in hand as he looked at the king stab into the heart of the iron golem, light radiating from the bright sun of a heart. It would only become more volatile with Xerxes' stab. Trently would know this spelt danger but would be more surprised at what the king of Sasan were to do now next. Guaiwu would be astonished by what would come, being truly speechless.

Guaiwu: "Wha!?"

Not only would Xerxes pierce the goliath in the chest with his blade but go on to throw him into the air with his strike. It was a great attack, one Trently would have to overcome if he sought to defeat the violent expansionist king. Xerxes would throw the giant golem into the sky and begin to run for the city with not a second to spare. Trently would notice how the giant was seemingly about to unleash its energy all in one great explosion. Quickly processing what happened, Trently would begin sprinting for the city as he sheathed his two katanas. It was not good to be around this coming destruction of all that surrounded the golem's very heart.

Trently: "Shit! We have to go now!"

Said the bismuth golem, begining a run forward into the city to escape the blast that was an inevitable great catastrophe. Trently felt it, its power. Its heart must be great. His metal feet clanging against the floor of Melatium, Trently would look on at the great cityscape ahead of him as the smell of smoldering metal entered his metal golem body. It could be that this dungeon's magic had to do with metal or forging. It was a great cityscape and dungeon, of beautiful architecture. Waterfalls of metal and the like lied in the distance, pouring out from a great anvil. Trently leaving the cracked earth landscape just outside of the city, he found himself in Melatium.

Trently: "Let us hurry, for the ends of this dungeon shall see our arrival!"

Guaiwu: "Yeah, and we are not trying to be here when its heart blows up in a sea of flames."

Conversed the two as Trently dashed through the streets of Melatium in his golem body gleaming with great color. If metal people were not running about after that battle, seeking cover or shelter then Trently would lay his eyes upon the likes of smaller metal golems. His path leading to the great anvil, Trently would cling and clang his rainbow feet quickly.

Magoi: 320

Stamina: 225

Trently's Armor Mech:

Guaiwu The Red Ogre, Miracle General!:

Magic Weapons [Unusable]:

Magic Items [Unusable]:

Large Backpack:

Backpack Items:

Shards 1x:

Juicy Sirlion 1x:

The group bounced as they got hit by a knockback from the gigantic fist. He got up to recover quickly seeing that the giant seemed to have been collapsed. He grins lookimg back at Xerxes wantimg to try fighting again agter being interrupted. He was of course unaware of the gigantic death device nearby. "come at us kingsly!!! I shall defeat ye!" he shouts. He puts up his weapons and once he is close to the king he performs Fists Conversations to deliver an explosivevpunchvto the giant xerxes leg. He was hoping to topple the guy or at least bring the pain.

Moves:

The hands of death grasped, flailing around, reaching and feeling for a sign of life in order to get a firm grip on its' prize Satisfaction, however, would not be granted to the death dealer that was Ferrum Machina. The wind whistled as it ripped by, the earth that smacked or bumped into them would be a reminder of how powerful the force they were resisting truly was. All of them, except for Sesshomaru would choose to run from the blast, while he chose to chase after the king. Xerxes had no fear, he would take the punch, which would mean nothing to his massive size. The explosion caressing the frame of his leg, it's power was immense but the Lake's Lining had kept him protected. Sessho, would not be, as the King would move forth with that Leg in order to Kick Sesshomaru towards the city. If that didn't send him flying he would clear thy field.

There would no sound heard from the explosion, for once it had reached them the sound would have defeated them from the ensuing explosion. As the imploding machine had reached critical mass. It's light consuming, devouring all in its range. Radiation danced across the edge of the skin as they barely kept ahead of the explosion, it's force seeming to propel them farther, any moment of stillness would surely lead to death.

Melatiums gates would invite their tired bodies. As their feet would cross the threshold they would see those ahead of their suits begin to crumble. Their allies seeming to appear by their side, once again being in control of their bodies. As the suits soon formed into a crowd the first sound to grace their ears and bring back their sound was the fanfare that greeted them.

Lining the red carpet stood men and women made from all sorts of metals. Their trumpets raised high over their heads pointing under the chins of the Sentinels, the apathy filled faces which policed the place. Their iron bodies shaped in the form of tightly linked suits of armor with the head of metallic men and women.

"Welcome Candidates, you've all done well in making it this far. You did rather impressive in fighting or should I say defeating the cities defense system." A metallics voice would pleasantly chirp from a figure standing on the carpet, a man seemingly dressed as a courtier of some kind, his skin made of a shining copper, with hair of a fine silver which seemed to hang loosely like a gentle mane of hair. His hollow eyes contrasting his emotive face, he continued to speak.

"I do ask that you refrain from fighting inside the walls, or else the sentinels here will have to take care of you. He gestured, his right arm crossing passed an individual who stood next to him. "This young man here, and you all are welcome to explore the city, rest for a bit or converse. I won't lie, Master Furcas may be fair but he is ruthless is his tests, if you wish to rest your mind and soul you may, but upon leaving you will be restored of your energies.

His left hand would gesture to a road of gold brick, line with silver mortar, carved with intricate Torran writings. It followed, shifting to a luxurious space, decorated with massive wheels, and iron boxes that rested in front of them. Pegs lines each spoke of the wheel, with a ticker crowning at the top. The metal spokesmen explained "These are our wheels of fortune, the only cost these bring is your own funds. For a large sum of money, one can spin this wheel to get a fancy new weapon, mount, or tool to possibly help in the next room and the future. And please do not attempt to destroy the wheel thinking it is a trap, we do not wish to clean up what comes after."

As he finished his explaining he would turn, walking towards the iron path which the carpet would lead down, where the ducts filled with molten metal seemed to lead. The older concrete building concentrating, lining and stacking to surround the anvil in which the source of life flowed from this city. It's glowing red ooze pulsating with light, the molten metals coursing with the magic of the dungeon. The steps seemingly contradictory in being both finely cleaned and polished but seeming worn with cracks from years of traversing, leading up to the heart of the mighty city.

The massive iron object seemed to tower at 100m tall, at it's base a large pedestal, which held the gate, barely bigger 5m the gate seemed more simple than any other they had seen before. It was flat, smooth fine steel, which would only change near the edges where the metal formed a jagged, almost tooth-like design.

The path forward was clear, but for some there had to be questions. There was the man who stood next to their speaker, his skin tanned but dry looking, his youthful faced looking tired, filled with hunger but also determination. HIs stance was firm, his odd silvers eyes peaking past his flowing sandy locks. His fist clenched a silver rapier, which barely covered the hook mark which stretched across his left arm.

Xerxes: "Well Hello Atlas, I didn't expect to see you here, but I must thank you for finding this place, the letter you sent was of great help, and annoyance as it carved the path for us here. His warm voice speaking up in a faux-friendly tone which held an obvious tone of scolding.

Atlas: "Cut the Bullshit, I found it expecting it to have done some good for our nation. I've been here far longer than you can imagine. His eyes seemed to smolder, hiding his pain, his hand trembling as he kept his sword at his side. [color=#6633cc] "Secluded here I've learned more about the world, about what a king does for his people, you may be a fitting man to some but to me you are no king."

Armin: "Hold your tongue, he is the grace of god. King Xerxes has brought more blessings to our country, we no longer have to fear the outside world and it's impurities!" Armin tried to correct him.

Atlas: "Oh please, there wasn't anything to fear in the first place!" His anger starting to peak, as the tensions began to rise the guardians would stomp their feet, the earth trembling in a warning on the chance the actions proceeded further. Atlas turned around, his battered armor facing the crowd as he would lead the way towards the next room.

All were free to their own actions and own devices, Xerxes would lead for his knights to follow, hoping they would all stay in line. The had finally made it this far, there was no reason for him to backtrack over anything petty.

Trently's Signature move:

Zubidiahs Signature move:

Sesshos Signature move:

The warrior was surprised by the lack of impact his punch had. This giant had some kind of protective layer. He would move to attack again but was met with a massive kick that launched hin to the city. He would try to land fracefully but sadly that was not a wprd he knew well. He would crash hard into the street a bit hurt by that before getting up and dusting himself off. He would grin more as the thought of facing an oppomemt this strong. The others would try to convince him not to attack Xerxes again but he waa in full fight mode. He wouldnt even realize that he and his friends were normal again as he charges to where the others are at shouting for the king calling hum kingsly. Once he was in sight of Xerxes He would charge the king swinging both of his axes wildly to chop amd dice the king. he was hoping to take him by surprise despite screaming at the top of his lungs.

Vigor in his steps, Trently in his golem body would race forward for the city that lied before him here. It was a great city of metal buildings, and metal people walking about on the streets. Trently would however feel the burst of the heart of the giant golem behind him propel him forward. If they were only some dozen meters behind, they may have been hurt badly. Trently as he ran toward the great anvil of the city would find that his golem body would begin to crumble alongside the others. He would know the end of this dungeon was near. Trently could feel the heat from the blast still dancing in the air and across his own very skin. Looking forward at what lied before him, he would see a beautiful and majestic red carpet lined with men and women of all sorts of metals that Trently could barely name.

Guaiwu: "Is this.. the end of the dungeon?"

Trently: "Yeah, or we are almost at the end now."

Spoke the red and blue haired men as they returned to their human bodies again and began to step onto the carpet. Trently would keep a hand upon his blades he could now use again, careful with everyone. Guaiwu stood by his side looking at the scene of triumph. Trently himself knew from his last dungeon what triumph of a dungeon was like. It was like this scene now, with trumpets and celebration for coming to the end. Trently would rest his hand a bit with a smile on his face as he began to walk along the carpet, still careful but not as visibly on guard as he just was. Guaiwu looked on at the scene, listening to what a metal copper man with silver metal hair would say. Trently would hear with.

Trently listened on intensely. He would congratulate the challengers and offer a spin of a wheel of fortune and rewards. Trently would notice the name of his master though, of the copper man's master. His name was that of Furcas. It was an interesting name. Trently would like to see Furcas, who he imagined was the lord of this dungeon, a great Djinn. Trently bowed his head to the kind metal man of copper, and thanked him.

Trently: "I thank you for the valuable information."

Guaiwu: "Trently, we should roll that wheel of fortune. Can I have some money?"

Trently said to the copper man, before then laying eyes upon the tanned man who appeared exhausted. He would listen on to what he would say of the man who ruled the Kingdom of Sasan. It looked like this man, Atlas, had lost trust and respect for the harsh King Xerxes of the Sasan lands. Trently would only look on at him and his fellow Sasan knights who he would bicker with. Trently would be asked by Guaiwu however right upon laying eyes upon Atlas for money for the wheel. Trently would grab his backpack and furrow through it to grab some money for Guaiwu can roll the wheel. Guaiwu receiving the money would then walk over to the wheel and spin it with the money required for it.

Trently: "Hey, Atlas is your name? Here is some meat. I see we have like minds."

Said the charismatic character as he would grab meat from his backpack. Tossing it over to Atlas, seeing that he was no longer in favor of King Xerxes. Trently would look at him with kind blue eyes, before following him to the ends of the dungeon as Guaiwu would just be receiving his prize. Guaiwu with his prize from the wheel, returned to the side of the young Trently as he began to walk up the steps of the great anvil with his shining blue eyes set on what lied before him here, a power a King will wield to carve a path for his people and world. Trently stared at the anvil before him as he made each powerful and vigor filled step up toward the end of the dungeon. Smiling wide, his earrings jingled as he walked up with his body prepared for whatever may happen in the Chamber. Not only his body, but his mind as well. For if he did not capture the power of the dungeon, he would continue on with his goals and not stop for anyone ever.

Guaiwu: "Are you ready, Trently!? We are here!"

Trently: "I did not come so far not ready! I am more than ready! I am excited! I am here to defeat you, Xerxes!"

He dared to say. Trently would look at Xerxes wherever the man was, and smile wide with determined eyes set on his magical dreams and great ambitions. Trently would look then forward at the gate before him, before then staring at his friend known as Guaiwu then back at the very gate leading to the Chamber.

Trently and Guaiwu: "Furcas, we have arrived!"

It has all led up to this very moment now known as fate. Judgement and the very last trial would take place in this final room that is the Chamber of the mysterious Djinn, Furcas. Trently and his friend had come a long way here. With a determined roar, Trently and his dear friend touched the gate, entering it.

Magoi: 320

Stamina: 225

Guaiwu The Red Ogre, Miracle General!:

Magic Weapons:

Magic Items:

Large Backpack:

Backpack Items:

Shards 1x:

Juicy Sirlion 1x [Gave to Atlas]:

As quickly as he moved he would find himself being subdued. When Sessho moved forward, attacking in his blind rage the city Sentinels would get a grab of him, one would walk behind, it's metal arms pressing and pressing him down with Iron Pressure while the other would take the chance to approach him from the front and Folding steel him. His large frame would already feel compact from the crushing of the mighty city protector. It would surely prevent a further attack as the folding steel would have the golem attempt to fold Sessho in half, in order for them to carry the challenger to his destination.

Xerxes: A snide look would glance from the king's eyes trailing from his attempted attacker to the disgraced knight who walked ahead of him. The betrayer seemed to be chumming up with the dungeon entrants rather well. He was mostly worried about how his knights might fight the young man however, he would eventually get his just dues. It seemed like plenty of them wanted to start a fight.

He didn't care for much of their interaction, he didn't care for much as Zubidiah tried to gloat a victory of him. With the domination of one of his own troops, he'd show his role by conquering the challenge before him. The chatter would continue on around him as they all marched towards the door.

Atlas: "I appreciate the kindness strangers, may the Lord bless you." He would say with a reserved bow in appreciation. He was unaware of how soured his faith may have become for them during the crusades but he continued on. He would look back at Constantine, once his superior as he now just looked at him with empty eyes. His muted expression turning away as he tore into the meat he received from Trently.

His dry voice would crack as he spoke once more. "I Should've died by all accounts, I've wanted no fame here for I realized how much more grand this world was upon entering this realm of otherworldly wonder." Thankfully there would be no more days spent watching ash clouds in order to pass the time.

For 100,000 Huang the massive wheel would start to spin for fanalis would load in the sum he had received from his friend. Whilst the walked among the carpet, one by one laying their hands on the mundane door, he would see his glorious new prize arrive right before. Tick, by tick it would count down as momentum drained like a hole in a bow. In the metal box it could be seen, a new Magic Weapon, just for Guaiwu.

As he would certainly enjoy his new equipment the other would be finishing up their time in this room to take on the final challenge.

City Sentinel:

Guaiwu's Magic Weapon:

He was getring close to Xerxes when somethinf stopped him. He gasps and looks to see who stopped him and saw one of the statue people things. Another would start folding hum but that wasnt the problem. The king was grinning smugly at the warrior lile he was better than him. Hevwould get back at kingsly for that soon. He would struggle in vain and eventually calm down and allow to be carried. Bayek wpuld laugh at the seen of the large warrior being carried. Sessho would look at the wheel not knowing what it was but wanted to spin it. "Baba spum the wheel!" Baba would nod and walk up to spin the wheel giving the man the money since she actually heard what they said. After that sessho wpuld allow the sentinels to carry him to the door for the next room.

With the wheels continuing to spin more prizes would be released from its glorious clutches. Following the trend, each of the contestants would buy a prize for a pal, possibly out of gratitude or for the hope of better assistance. Their prizes seemed to differ greatly than that of the fanalis warrior who trudged ahead. Nonetheless, it was obvious that these objects radiated with power, what type had yet to be found out. With the Heliohaptian woman having received a strange ashen metal gourd, around the size of a small child standing at .75m. With a red silk cord tying the gourd around either the waist or back the strange object seemed filled to the brim with coarse iron sand.

Falling into the hands of Baba, was an accessory seemingly fitting for her style. A metal comb,o, generally one kept in one's hair to hold it in place, the gold comb spreading out in a lotus shape with lattice pattern, from each side a blue cord would hang from it. The object would look wonderful adorning the young woman's hair as she followed behind her captive companion. The sentinels would hold him followed, in between the pair of them as they would follow up the massive anvil. With heat boiling from both sides with streams of metal the door of the chamber invited them as the last of the dungeon entrants had moved forth to the final room.

With it, the people could return back to their normal lives, as they began to build and work towards the rebuild of their protector. All unaware of the ensuing fate that would be delivered to them upon the completion of the dungeon. Metallium moved the metal cities' gears ground in its everyday monotony. The forges breathing live into everything from the people themselves, the cities vast machines, the crucibles which held the metal of life bubbling with passion. It's sister city of Asran was long gone, the fields of Babyl burned away dissipated with the Glaciac Forest. Like all the echo of distant memories would play out in its blissful end.

Amnet's Magic item:

Baba's Magic Item: