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A massive thunderclap, an explosion of sound shattered through the Cross roads as the Archmage known as Adamus Dion appeared in a flash of light from the sky's, but his body appeared in defense. Numerous spells of protection, cantrips of guarding shone brightly across his frame, a thin streak of blood dripping through the layers of protection, falling from his lip. This was no visit.
Lunging from a magical darkness came a wraith like spirit. Two massive ethereal horns jutting from its head, claws forming out from the fabric of its being. It tackled with the Archmage; slamming him to the ground, forcing the air from his lungs. Growling out in a deep vibration, the creature raised its horrid claws that seemed to bend and twist in the light. Lashing out for the Wizard, only to find that it was an illusion. The spirit looked to the side only to be struck by dozens of magical streaks, pulsing into his form. The magical attack tore the spirit into a frenzy as it faded only to appear by the Wizard, lashing out once again. Its claws slammed against the protections, raking and pushing through them. The sharp talons managed to scratch across flesh, drawing blood. "A misunderstanding mortal!" It's voice crawled along ones spine, so unnatural to this world.
Raising his staff, uttering a few words the staff erupted into flames. The Wizard began to attempt to ward the spirit away from him. But instead of drifting away the planar being allowed the staff to strike it, and in doing so it managed to wrap fabric like tendrils around the wizards magical shields. Coiling the tendrils around the defenses, crushing them slowly. A grunt was forced again from the mans lungs. As the extension's of his foe coiled about his precious protection, he could feel something pulling and sucking at his very life.
A wicked, gnarled grin of fangs flashed through the spirits cowled face. "Your name will be on my list soon enough mortal" It growled the words. But instead of answering in speech. A spell erupted from the weave, causing magical flames to ignite the creature. It howled and released the wizard. As the monster reeled back, it had just enough time to look up and see a gate rip it's way into this world. Stepping from the holes in reality stepped two Balors. The two demons swept towards the spirit. As the creature was occupied with the two foul summons. The wizard began to utter another incantation.
A massive pulse of energy, fire, of the weave exploded around the spirit and the two summoned demons. This knocked the unknown entity back, weakening it's own defenses. The horned spirit then looked back to the wizard, only to see waves upon waves of small magical orbs, missiles. The attack fell upon it, ripping and tearing into its form. In a sheer, earth trembling howl the creature was ripped apart. It's ethereal fabric like material scattering on the wind.
The wizard slowly got to his feet, using his staff to brace himself. Grunting the man turned and slowly limped away from the scene.
Lunging from a magical darkness came a wraith like spirit. Two massive ethereal horns jutting from its head, claws forming out from the fabric of its being. It tackled with the Archmage; slamming him to the ground, forcing the air from his lungs. Growling out in a deep vibration, the creature raised its horrid claws that seemed to bend and twist in the light. Lashing out for the Wizard, only to find that it was an illusion. The spirit looked to the side only to be struck by dozens of magical streaks, pulsing into his form. The magical attack tore the spirit into a frenzy as it faded only to appear by the Wizard, lashing out once again. Its claws slammed against the protections, raking and pushing through them. The sharp talons managed to scratch across flesh, drawing blood. "A misunderstanding mortal!" It's voice crawled along ones spine, so unnatural to this world.
Raising his staff, uttering a few words the staff erupted into flames. The Wizard began to attempt to ward the spirit away from him. But instead of drifting away the planar being allowed the staff to strike it, and in doing so it managed to wrap fabric like tendrils around the wizards magical shields. Coiling the tendrils around the defenses, crushing them slowly. A grunt was forced again from the mans lungs. As the extension's of his foe coiled about his precious protection, he could feel something pulling and sucking at his very life.
A wicked, gnarled grin of fangs flashed through the spirits cowled face. "Your name will be on my list soon enough mortal" It growled the words. But instead of answering in speech. A spell erupted from the weave, causing magical flames to ignite the creature. It howled and released the wizard. As the monster reeled back, it had just enough time to look up and see a gate rip it's way into this world. Stepping from the holes in reality stepped two Balors. The two demons swept towards the spirit. As the creature was occupied with the two foul summons. The wizard began to utter another incantation.
A massive pulse of energy, fire, of the weave exploded around the spirit and the two summoned demons. This knocked the unknown entity back, weakening it's own defenses. The horned spirit then looked back to the wizard, only to see waves upon waves of small magical orbs, missiles. The attack fell upon it, ripping and tearing into its form. In a sheer, earth trembling howl the creature was ripped apart. It's ethereal fabric like material scattering on the wind.
The wizard slowly got to his feet, using his staff to brace himself. Grunting the man turned and slowly limped away from the scene.