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Chapter two Chapter two
The final battle raged on. As the campers had stayed long enough for the Mother of Monsters to finally reappear into her main lair. For what she had been doing before; no one will know. Although, as the battle waged on, few had fallen. Although, the ones who survived continued on. Taking no moment to rest for any reason, the healer beginning to warn out of breath and MP to continue healing. The warrior going for the tentacles that attempted to slash and tear at their bodies. Cutting off by the many, the paladin player going from offensive to supportive to let the healer rest. The mage trying to spam as much fireballs as directed by the leader. The hero, was fighting just finely alongside with the other two -- Shengnan and Hiroto. The three formerly had another player; Linhalte. But where is was wasn’t identified. Though, they had to continue and hope for the best. The Mother was almost halfway with her HP, dropping quickly. Time to bring out a move, as a warning that she would unleash a power among them. Soon, lashes of spiders appeared. Fighting them off as some went to the other area to rest. Almost as if it was a tag team, they began to take turns on resting. It was hard, though they couldn’t afford to lose under no circumstances. The final part, as the Queen finally began to shed her own human-like skin. Turning into the known demon that she was. An inhuman person, whose shriek of enragement sent shivers down the player’s spines and ringed loudly through the halls as a church bell would do.
Facing their fears and putting aside worry for themselves. Putting themselves into a completely selfless form, throwing themselves, and all their skill at the Mother. Fireballs among along with multiple casts of explosions and double attacks. Stuns and even more stuns compared with large lashes of tentacles whipping about the area as to scarce their HP. The fight, almost seemed to be what to be a thousand years. It was hard, and it really hurts. As the Healer had finally been deceased and that paladin finally returned to it’s supportive place from offensive. It wasn’t too bad, as all of them charged up. Before yelling a warcry from the depths of their lungs before going up against the MoM to attempt and deal the finishing blow. It was finally when the hero did the last blow to end it all. The ‘woman’s head fell from her throat, calling her defeat from the dropping sound. Soon, almost instantly, falling onto the ground. Seemingly dead. A few kicks, hesitantly sent to the tips of shoulder. No response at all. It was done. The deed and the end of Chaos and everything of the infamous evil purple hue had finally ended for good. A cheer roared throughout the lair. The Queen was dead! Before going to happily march off into the distance, as Warlic had set up some sort teleportation circle, similar to one that was used at the intro to the epic when the Hero fought a dragon for the first time. Of course, they didn’t exactly bother to look back. They didn’t want too as happiness pumped through their hearts.
Although, the woman that layed there, continued to lay there as the doors finally slammed itself closed. It was dead, or, rather -- the vessel of flesh was. Oh no, the Queen wasn’t even done yet. Why, she knew that they would defeat that. That’s why she called over her ‘precious’ son who had done her oh, so well. Even made a simple entrance for him! How nice was that; although, he seemed to take the call as a fair fight. Something that she didn’t plan on having him do, as her puppet’s deed wasn’t quite done yet. The Green-eyed fallen prince, or at least what was left of him at that -- was currently entangled within a coffin of cobwebs. The currently formless soul soon travelled through the walls, taking on no spiritual form at the moment. Finding no reason to do so at that moment, as she did already have something to use. Through the dark hallways as her beloved children went to surround the shedding of a corpse she left on the ground. Eyes bent on finding that other vessel, once in the room of spiders. It doesn’t take much to know what’s in there, though being very dark. Soon, to move up onto the ceiling, where she put the other. Within a web, Drakath was unfortunately knocked out and put up there. Aside from some bruises, especially the one at the side of head -- he seemed relatively fine. And he’ll be better in a moment.
Soon, almost jumping into him. The dark soul soon perverting into his body. The soul was gone from naked eyes, As soon as a minute passes. It seems whoever is now in that corpse-like being seems to be in wakeful consciousness. Eyes slightly fluttering open, looking fine for a moment before a vibrant violet color stains the sclera of his eyes, corrupting from the bottom all the way up. Shot eyes now paired with slit pupils darting about. Dark as ever, though, as the eyes had been almost completely reformed. It would be best no not be slapped in the face with such bright lights, for the sake of it’s eyesight. Still within the web -- the silver strings seem to split as soon as the possessed body found consciousness. Soon falling to the fall, though the space between the ceiling and the floor gave ‘him’ enough time to land onto his feet. Though, it did hurt however, though not by much.
Looking about, before going to inspect the newly possessed body too see if anything ended up being misplaced from the wall. Slightly hard to see with the armor; that as soon as the Mother acknowledged - was rather.. Uncomfortably heavy. Nothing like the light clothing she had wore for so long. However, no helping that. Or is there? It wasn’t like it was the only she could wear. Maybe just change some things and.. It’ll be good to go! She didn’t exactly favor this armor as anything relating to fashion. Soon enough, now to move into a corner. Raising her - or his’ hand before snapping. Almost summoning a few spiders to their feet. Spinning on heels to face them. A grin forming. As the son had wanted to have chaos bow to his feet; isn’t this what he wanted? Ironic, really. Confused spiders, almost threatening to attack before having slit eyes glare at them. Soon realizing who this person was.
“ Ahem. “
“ Your King - Or Queen, has returned. “
She’s probably going to have non-binary nouns at this rate, oh well. Soon to pat down at the leggings of the armor as to attract attention to it.
“ I’m going to require a new attire, by the by. So, if you all would make me one.. “
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