Arkan would roll to the side, but a small bit would hit the bandage trailing off of his skeletal arm.
Meanwhile, the serpent would continue its pursuit.
Æhnyir would climb over to help him up.
@Runa
The serpent would then be in a close enough range to strike The Hanged Man.
@Jcton
Suddenly, Hydronicus’ grip on the blade slipped, and he began plummeting to the ground. However, Hydronicus instead landed in Æhnyir’s arms on the ground.
“Thanks…” Hydronicus said sheepishly, sighing with relief.
It would snap at its head.
Hangedman’s body twitched violently after he was struck.
Archangel Raphael rose up high into the air, and projected a massive blast of light at the Demon. "Die, shadow dweller! Go back to Icelnabratia!’ Raphael cried as The Hanged Man shrieked, burning to ashes from the light. The demon was completely vaporized, not leaving behind any trace of itself.
When the dust settled, Hydronicus bowed before Raphael. “Bless you!” He said in awe.
@Runa
@Jcton
@meepinater
@L.O.S.S-KAL
Before celebrations or rebuilding could begin a sword suddenly flew towards Raphael as if fired from a cannon
Raphael saw the blade approaching from his peripheral vision, and whipped around in time to deflect it with his own blade.
“May I ask why you are attempting to assault me? I just helped you.” Raphael said to Godrick.
Æhnyir stood back. He saw a death. Something inside himself clicked or was undone and he screamed in agony. His armor was the first to change, becoming more Royal in appearance and a single horn stood proud on his helm. The armor became more angelic as white wings sprouted from his back. In fact his eyes shown a deep blue, it was like he transformed to be like an angel and it was now completed with a Halo over his helmet. One of his two seals were undone.
Twitching. Bloodied. A shell of a man. Godrick stood in a maniacal primal jittery stance bound within that accursed thorny armour his tabbard of crudely stitched together scraps from the robes of alchemists flapped in the wind like a banner of war. His helmet showed no soul; no humanity lurking behind twisted armour. The knight raises his hand and points at the being in front of him and whispers a single word: “Deceiver”
Right now, Raphael felt many things. The first, was the initial shock of seeing Æhnyir transform into…
Errapel, he thought in disbelief.
@L.O.S.S-KAL
But before Raphael could process this first feeling, he then experienced another. It was confusion at Godrick’s sudden change in demeanor.
“A-are you okay?” Asked Hydronicus.
No response was given within the blinded fanatical mind of Godrick the screeching of violins accompanied by pulse like drums formed a cacophony of maddening noise.
To the lucid Godrick stumbled forward initially, shambling like a leper until he broke into a sprint with such ferocity that the paved stones would crack with each hateful rapid step that he took towards his target.
Hydronicus almost immediately took action, leaping in front of Godrick in the hopes of impeding his advancement.
Æhnyir flew over to Godrick, standing before him. Æhnyir had changed into an angel-like appearance. The angelic knight landed and moved his hand to touch Godrick’s shoulder.
The thorned knight of blind faith barged path his former allies, the music of his diseased mind growing louder drowning out the outside and the inside. The chanting begins accompanying the rhythm of the drums. His wrist slams into the knight which tried to help him. The angelic being beside him is treated with identical hatred. The voices grow louder they are calling.
He continues knowing that there is nothing left.
Raphael turned to the angel beside him.
“He needs to be stopped.” He said, pointing to Godrick.
Æhnyir barked back,
“No! He needs to be healed… I will restore his lifeforce, that may calm him down.”
Æhnyir’s voice and even mannerisms seemed nearly identical to Errapel’s own.
The body neared closer momentum would make it impossible to stop. The music of his mind stopped that chanting ceased without warning all that remains is but a single soft voice, the voice hops from ear to ear as it speaks. From his warped perspective there is nothing but Raphael and void.
“Kill” says the voice from the right ear
“Rend” now the left
“You” right again
“Must” left once more
#“survive”
This time from both
“I’m not sure if he can still be healed.” Raphael said to Errapel/Æhnyir.
Rohan crept out from a crate he was hiding behind.
“Is he gone?” He asked timidly.
Æhnyir frowns and flies over to Godrick, reaching to touch him. His restoration power was activated and only needed a touch to be of use.