Tiger of Wu vs. finalfight (Hell Hath No Fury...)

Falling from the sky was an angel. If one were a believer they might take this sight as some sort of omen, and perhaps it was. For that angel was the harbinger of doom. Unfortunately for him, that doom was his own.

Ged smacked into the ground with resounding force. His wings had managed to slow his fall somewhat, but the impact still stung like hell. He had been cut off in the midst of traveling between worlds, hurled to this planet and locked down by whatever force had set its sights on him. He needn’t ponder about that mysterious entity for long though. A fierce shrill went through the air, and the very sky seemed to tear apart as a fiery void stretched across it. They were only dots at first, but as they drew ever closer Ged saw what could only be called a Horde. Hell had found him.

Such are the consequences of my ever rising popularity I suppose. Ged bowed toward the approaching demons, though at the current distance it was purely for the sake of appearance. “I do hate to be rude, but I wasn’t expecting to entertain guests at this time. Next time schedule your appointments in advance.” From black fire his staff appeared into his hands. Cutting into his flesh he began the process of opening a portal to escape through. Once he gained the power necessary he shook his staff into the air and waited for the portal to appear. It did not. He shook his staff again, and again the results were the same. “Well damn.”

This time it was a roar that drew his attention as the first wave of hell’s minions made their way to him. The owner of that hell cry was a brutish looking combination of bear and man, its fang’s salivating at the thought of tasting an angel’s flesh. Ged was happy to oblige, never let it be said he wasn’t an accommodating man. The creature bit into his arm, and indeed its meal was sweet. The sensation of the angelic blood swirling in its mouth was too wonderful to appropriately describe. Its elation soon turned to panic as the blood tore into its tongue and throat, shredding them into pieces. It threw Ged away from it to try and end the necromancer’s sorcery, but the damage had already been done. It let out one final scream as it exploded in a ball of blood and black flame.

Its comrades simply crushed the bits of its gore still left into the ground. If Ged had hoped to slow down their charge he was gravely mistaken. Letting out a scowl , he turned and prepared to run.

Two unexpected encounters in the same day? Don’t these people realize I’m a busy man? Ged eyed the night elf as warily as he could while still acknowledging the fast approach of the demons behind him. What was there to say that hadn’t been said with the woman’s blades? He knew this one, Malali, on any other day she would make quite the prize.

Shattered bits of rock passed by his head as his only remaining golem was obliterated. Ged knew that he had to deal with the real threat, but even alone Malali would be a handful. As he felt the beginning of some fire breathing creatures attack bake his neck he made a quick dash to his side. Malali, with a much better view of the army, anticipated the movement. Even as Ged moved to his left he felt the weight of her blade enter his side. His blood leapt free eager to strike some form of vengeance, but the nightelf’s reflexes were more than enough to get away from such an attack.

Some form of wolf raked its way across Ged’s back, causing him to throw it off of him towards Malali. Springing back to its feet the creature leaped to attack again, but its target this time was not Ged, but instead the warrior. The creature met its fate at the end of her sword. Ged let out a brief smile, “Well that’s interesting." And then they were in the thick of it. Ged’s eyes were able to pick up that they had been surrounded. The blood spilling from his wounds wrapped him in fire.

Golems took far too much time to do any good, but Ged had another talent for such situations. One that was far more satisfying. Lunging toward the nightelf Ged thrust out his staff, as he did this he felt some small demon latch itself onto his back and begin tearing away. No matter, Malali was the important one, she evaded the blow, but was prevented from a proper counter attack by another demon’s desire to play with her. Ged had reached his intended target though, with Malali gone he let his blood fall freely to the ground.

The body that had been laying there rose, letting out a silent howl as it was ushered into its second life. Ged may not be able to do much in this situation, but as long as he was surrounded by the dead he felt right at home. Now to make new bodies to play with.

Demons and their silly traditions. What was the point of using up all those hapless minions, when you had creatures of this power at your beck and call? Where before the demons had been roughly humanoid they were now the shapes of beings meant for fairy tales. And not the happy ones.

A large winged minotaur was the first to approach Ged. He had lost Malali after the fire ball, and it seemed as though the demons would not give him the courtesy of letting him find her once more. What could only be a dragon shot forth yet another blast, the power of which rumbled inside Ged’s bones as he was forced to dodge yet again. I have got to get me one of those. He got gored by the minotaur’s horn for his trouble. The hole in his body was rather large as the minotaur shook its head around, cutting deeper and deeper into Ged’s insides.

His blood ate away at the intrusion, until he was tossed away. The remnants of the horn fell free along with some of Ged’s insides. “It would appear that we have gotten off on the wrong foot.”

“The master says you must die.”

“Does he now? How kind of him to think about me.” The demon charged, but Ged was more than ready. As he prepared to throw his own fire into the creatures face he felt a small pinch in his chest. Looking down he saw an arrow. “Crap.” And then the arrow exploded, dividing Ged up into all sorts of edible pieces for the demon’s to eat. And boy did they want to eat him, the rush as they circled around his meat soon broke out into a fight until the dragon ended the argument with a well placed fire ball.

It enjoyed its flame broiled meal alone as the jealous demons glared at it with envy. After it was finished gorging itself it let out a delighted belch of fire. Sniffing in the air it shrieked and took flight, landing next to the hidden night elf.

Ged’s voice came through the creatures mouth, “Hello again Malali.” The dragon roared.

More demons? I’m starting to wonder why I even like the things so much. A scythe cut threw his talons as he swiped at one of the Firins. It laughed and with great speed repeatedly hacked away at Ged’s retreating leg, only backing off from its pursuit as a bout of fire headed its way. Ged looked the gleeful expression in the Firins eyes as it attacked and he had his answer. Demons are just too damn adorable.

“I don’t care how sweet you are I can’t let you live I’m afraid.” The dragon took to the sky again, streaming down fire even as it rose. The demons didn’t seem to mind at all and simply took to the sky with him, landing on his back and setting to work disassembling him. “That simply won’t do.” A figure that appeared to be Ged rose out from the dragon scales to address the twin demons. It looked down at its dragon half, “I suppose I can’t be expected to do all the work can I?” His staff appeared in his hands, but as they were made of dragon scale there was nothing to pierce.

But there was a delightful wound on the dragons back, and the staff was more than happy to plunge into this new drink. Ged’s blood was powerful, but a dragon’s blood was not a poor substitute. He rushed toward the two, scythes greeting his approach. They entered him easily enough, but his body shifted and held the blades into place. The Firins vented their frustration as they tried to remove their scythes. Doubling their efforts they tore their weapons free.

“Thisss one isss mine.”

“Oursss.”

“Fine.”

Ged tutted. “My dear Gentlemen and Lady, I’m afraid your mistaken.” The staff now brimming with power erupted in dark energy, sending the demons flying off the dragon’s back. The remaining energy fell into the beast, giving it a dark aura. “If distance doesn’t work, we might as well make things personal.” The dragon dove toward the trio black tendrils ready to do their part, and fire burning in its throat.

Judging as I read because I have a short attention span
Also apologizing for the lack of intricate feedback because of my short attention span

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Malali smiled. It was a bitter smile, a cold and resentful smile, but she smiled nonetheless. It was a smile of victory.

The Firins were unconscious, or at least whatever their equivalent of unconsciousness was. Their tongues would be silent, leaving Malali to just watch. Perhaps they were dead. Her smile grew wider.

Ged Tenshi's voice pierced through the cold night, a wordless roar of horror and pain. He remained within the headless dragon as two demons, twice the dragon's size, held it down and third slowly ripped off one of its wings. The nightelf was tempted to pile up some of the bodies into a make-shift chair and watch the torture, but alas the necromancer had proven himself beyond death and pain. No rest for the wicked.

Malali spun Kaavel around herself as if it were a baton and she was in a parade. The demons around her, too busy cheering on their kin, exploded in gore and left a small area to appease Suvi. Under his master's orders, the Rukh swooped down and pulled her back into the air. He wouldn't dare go close to the small gatherings of titans and their captive, so Malali had to shout over the chaos and screams. "Two choices, Necromancer!" she yelled, causing Suvi to screech slightly. "Go through the portal, or stay here with me! If you find me feisty, you will certainly enjoy Emote's company!" Amidst the pained screams was a hint of amusement, and a hint of something else. Malali nodded.

Suvi ascended further, and Malali jumped from the bird towards one of the demon-titans. The first was humanoid, seemingly something born mortal and taken by the underworld; Kaavel cut through the top of its head with ease, biting into whatever was left of its brain and causing it to fall forward. With a mixture of spells, the nightelf set the demon alight and jumped to another; the fire spread quickly and the burning titan fell into another, wolf-like demon and set it on fire as well. The third, wing-ripping titan, also humanoid, felt Kaavel bite into his chest with Malali hanging from it. She curled around the weapon so as to have her body upside down, hand gripping the handle and legs up in the air. As expected, the huge demon swatted his hand down as if to shoo a bothersome fly; the nightelf spoke a spell of strength and protection combined, and as the hand swatted her she flew down to the ground, opening up the demon from chest to groin. The titan fell atop the headless dragon, and the few gargantuan demons around them stepped back.

The back of the wing-ripper's body pushed upwardly, and then Ged's dragon burst the demon open with its claws and crawled out. Its open neck had been morphed into a deformed mouth, jagged bone teeth lining a hole which moved with great effort. It had been eating through the giant demon, and where its wing had been ripped off was a scale-less replica made of jagged bone and rotted, black flesh. The dragon looked towards Malali with its deformed mouth, and then it roared with what was left of its throat, blood gushing from its many open wounds. The nightelf mockingly saluted, then the dragon took to the sky. It flew shakily but quickly, and before long both it and Ged had gone through the hell portal.

The few titans that still lived quickly followed him, and before long the portal closed behind them. A large part of the small army remained behind, and their attention turned entirely to Malali. Her grip around Kaavel tightened, and she smiled once more.