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« on: August 12, 2009, 11:47:38 AM »
Roa sighed.
"You really wish to experience pain? ...fine. I will grant your wish."
Walking over to Nick, he effortlessly grabbed him and physically threw him at the barrier. Raising his hand, he blasted Nick full on with his lightning magic. He laughed.
"Does it... feel... good?" He laughed harder.
He raised his other hand, and prepared to increase Nick's suffering even more when suddenly the barrier vanished-
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He screamed in pain from the holy lance that was penetrating his chest.
He ran forward like a beast, completely ignoring Nick who had since fallen to a heap on the ground, and ripped the lance from his chest before turning to face his opponent.
"-----" His eyes narrowed dangerously, his anger seemed utterly serious for the first time. "-You. Do you really have that much of a death wish?"
The one who had stabbed Roa - Harming groaned slightly. He still hadn't recovered from earlier and it took all his energy just to stand.
"...Roa..." His voice, barely above a whisper, "I'm going to k-kill you."
Roa said nothing, his face devoid of any real emotion. Only a slight indication could be seen of the pain he was feeling. "---I see."
Harming slowly stumbled forward, raising his hand. The lance obeyed his call and returned to him.
"But you know," Roa started, his voice as slippery as a serpent he was called to be, "Killing me will achieve nothing. You and I are the same---no. But if you kill me I will merely become you. The connection is already there." His brow rose, "Or could it be that you seek oblivion?"
The Prince kept stumbling forward. "D-die..." He murmured-
-only to collapse at Roa's feet.
Staring at the collapsed Prince at his feet, Roa said nothing for a short moment, the serious fading from his face.
"...and here I thought you were going to kill me." He turned away, loosing interest in the two.
That proved less entertainment than I thought it would. I wonder if that masked guy is still here..? He was vaguely aware of his hand hovering over the wound on his chest.
Such a short attention span. You really are insane, aren't you?