Nathrangking

Circestran spins her blades slashing two parallel lines through the air. With unnatural speed she stabs both blades forward. She sends a frigid wave of ice up the blades. "You will return to whatever pit you came from." Flames ignite the air as she releases a wall of pure power into Winter.

*Wins.*

*Wins.*

*wins.*

*Wins.*

*Wins.*

I cannot speak anymore. My mind is stone and my heart is no longer simple flesh and blood. Scar tissue squeezes me and my breath comes out labored. I gasp and wheeze as air will not come. I cough. It is not so simple Fox. I cannot forget the past. My eyes grow heavy. Sleep beckons me again. It calls to me. I fall limp in Fox's arms. @KyL

*Winner.*

Win only different.

You'll never take me alive. What's the worst thing to say when the cop's surround your house?

*Wins while watching TV.*

Not quite.

That would not be fun. Though general fire and brimstone might be.

Well that is disappointing. A good show is always in high demand.

*Winny.*

*Wins.*

*Wins.*

I fall into Fox's embrace. "How?" My voice is a whisper which seems to carry with it the secrets of the ages. It floats upon the air grabbing at the very fabric of the universe threatening to unravel existence. The single ever present question strips my soul bare. Every insecurity of my eons long life are brought out from the vaults where they hide. I seem to weaken each moment that these truths are out in the open. My eyes seem to gain an ever more haunted look.

*Wins.*

I can barely look at her as she speaks. My body is wracked with pangs of agony and sorrow which rattles my very soul to its core. Why doesn't she hate me? She should hate me. How can she act as though I did not lie to her? I feel her wipe away my tears and my heart clenches. MY every cell cries out creating a song and tapestry which echoes through the air. I finally gather the smallest modicum of strength and direct my eyes to hers. "Why don't you hate me? After all that you have heard how can you do anything other than despise me? Please hate me its what I deserve." My head spins all of my strength quickly draining away. Circestran curses as Winter disappears. Before she can follow she is overwhelmed by her former colleagues from behind the door strike. Two giant birds grab her. She lashes out sheering through their claws like paper. Blood splatters on her golden armor. She roars and space bends around her. Her mind reaches for Winter and she is pulled through realities as though she is on the end of rope. Her body bursts through the darkness and appears behind Winter on the roof of some castle. A rush of agony and sadness assaults her. Despite her mental defenses she is forced back a step. Nath what is happening to you? "Winter we are not done. Today you die." She bares her fangs and brings her blades up to high and low guard. The metal gleams as though light runs through the veins of metal. @KyL

*Wins.*

I have a plan to escape. Contact your SO to wire 10000 dollars to my bank account. What's the worst thing to say when they realize that there is no escape plan?

*Wins.*

*wins.*

*Wins.*