The final fishman fell in a heap onto the icy platform, its blood actually seeping off into the frozen waters as the Fanalis boy withdrew his sword from the back of its skull. Like the rest of their fallen foes the corpses were dragged off by the large cats that circled the shores of the lake. After the predators retreated with their meal the frozen platform the fighters were standing on began to vibrate as ripples formed on the water still visible between the chunks. Soon the vibrations turned into all out shaking as the water and ice broke from a much larger creature shooting up from it. As it landed Endolf found himself forced onto his behind from the sudden amount of weight appearing at one end of the platform when compared to the center area where Endolf and Noir had spent their time facing the fishmen so far.
Unlike Noir, who still had her back toward’s Endolf’s, the young redhead was more than capable of seeing just what they were up against now. The platform seemed to settle back down, albeit somewhat lopsided with the new foe’s arrival. The new creature was far larger than any of the fishmen were by themselves, standing an easy twelve meters tall with a trident clutched in one hand reaching about a good meter taller than itself and a rather large hook in the other on what seemed to be coiled up around his left hand.
“Me and my big mouth.”
It was all the Fanalis could process after taking in the new fish-warrior that had arrived. Even though he may not have actually said anything about having grown tired of facing small fry like the fishmen before he had definitely been thinking it. Now he was going to have to deal with the karma that was his life. Steadily he rose back to his feet, sword still somehow gripped in his hand. Inching himself backwards he continued until he was once again pressed back-to-back with Noir, his mind trying to formulate some way of going on the offense against the massive creature.
“Um, Noir. We got a BIG problem back here.”
Magoi/Stamina: 104/124
Unlike Noir, who still had her back toward’s Endolf’s, the young redhead was more than capable of seeing just what they were up against now. The platform seemed to settle back down, albeit somewhat lopsided with the new foe’s arrival. The new creature was far larger than any of the fishmen were by themselves, standing an easy twelve meters tall with a trident clutched in one hand reaching about a good meter taller than itself and a rather large hook in the other on what seemed to be coiled up around his left hand.
“Me and my big mouth.”
It was all the Fanalis could process after taking in the new fish-warrior that had arrived. Even though he may not have actually said anything about having grown tired of facing small fry like the fishmen before he had definitely been thinking it. Now he was going to have to deal with the karma that was his life. Steadily he rose back to his feet, sword still somehow gripped in his hand. Inching himself backwards he continued until he was once again pressed back-to-back with Noir, his mind trying to formulate some way of going on the offense against the massive creature.
“Um, Noir. We got a BIG problem back here.”
Magoi/Stamina: 104/124