The sun stood tall in mid-day, it's light partially shadowed out by darkened clouds. What little rays that did shine upon the town of Rauru showed a sight one thought impossible; Buildings ruined and crumbled, flames consuming the populace, and the soilders of Hyrule along with them. Only a few knights remained, and they were being picked off quickly.

This was the vision that passed through Cormoros, the undead's mind as he gased upon the now-fortified city of Rauru. High stone walls surrounded the city, some of them using the trees around it to streangthen the defence. Inside, Cormoros knew that the armies of Hyrule were the only inhabitants, his scouts had seen them moving into the city. At least five hundred well-armed men now were stationed within the town, obviously preparing for combat. The normal civilians were all evacuated, maybe days ago.

Behind the General of Darkness, the ninth Legion stood at ready. Seven hundred Strong beings, all holding some sort of deadly weapon, each one ready to kill the knights of Hyrule. Cormoros smiled. This was a long awaited day. He took the the stone held in his hand, and it crumbled. This was the signal to Vilk. Cormoros did not expect them to appear, but it did not matter, the town would fall anyway. Cormoros turned around to face his soldiers. "And now....we kill." He wispered, the army roaring in approval.
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Behind the walls of Rauru, unbeknownst to Cormoros, was a force greater than five hundred. Secret tunnels leading into the towns allowed an extra seven hundred troops to secretly enter, meaning a force of twelve thousand strong was now within Rauru, ready to fight. Among them was their General, Taimat, the carrier of earth. He stood in front of the assembled soilders, looking down upon them with a grim smile.

"Today, we will face off against the hoards of the damned. I shall not give you a motivating speech. There is no need for that in war. I will, however, give you a warning; mercy, do not give it to the enemy. They will not return the favor. May the Goddesess watch over your souls. TO YOUR POSITIONS!" He comanded, and soldiers scrambled to their places among the ramparts, to the few catapults set up, and to the gates they will have to defend. Now is the time for war, now is the time for battle.
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"They prepare themselves." Cormoros said, smiling. "So too will we. Bring forth the catapults!" He commanded, as ten strong, wheeled catapaults were wheeled forth, allready loaded, ready to fire.

Next to Cormoros, a young man stood. He had a similar black cloak like the one that the other General had on, but this one was of much higher quality that that of the Undead General of the Damned. "I am glad that they have not noticed who was walking around in the town last night. I am glad that no one has managed to break into my home either. I would have had to kill someone if the seals on my house had been broken or tampered with." Sovelis Magelion Li'ano Liadon spoke, idly brushing his bangs out of his eyes as he looked around at the army that was under his command. "Do you think that this is enough? They have at least twice the numbers that we do...I think. The amount of Life energy eminating from Rauru is inconsistent with five or six hundred people. There has to be more than that in the city."

Sovelis held his sword in his right hand on this day, not his mage's staff, he had tucked that away in his home the night before as he had gathered some fresh clothing for himself and his assistant, Arrika. The Tempest Blade shone brightly as he held it up, to inspect the folded steel of the katana. Perfectly forged in the style of ancient swordsmiths from Japan, this weapon was infused with power that no one else in this world could ever hope to wield, even his students could barely hold onto the sword and use it in their training. "Is it not a stupendous blade? Forged with metals that cannot be broken...with power that cannot be truly mastered...It is a weapon fit for a god-like being...fit for a being such as myself..."

Sovelis sheathed his sword and turned to his friends. "Are you three ready to attack?"

Within seconds after they had been signaled, Vilk stood behind the battle hungry undead. Fifty highly trained warriors were with him. Vilk joined the ranks and prepared himself. She was indeed in their ranks as well, hidden, he could sense his dear friend's essence, and it was amongst them
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Thaix, Micheal( my Michael, by the way), and Thealter were already stantioned in Raura Town, as were thirty something members of the Hyrule Militia. Remos, Bou, Gavin, and Phil took their places by the front gate. Thealter, Thaix, Simon, Silna, and Micheal were scattered elsewhere. Bingo waited to aid any soldier in need of healing. Thealter was pleased to see Simon, and ended their converstation with a statement of confidance. "Hope to see you on the other side." Valentine was camping on a high up rooftop, looking for targets to snipe and functioning as a look out.

The three nodded in assent, Kobas hoping that this war wouldn't end up as bad as the previous ones he'd been in, which had all lasted at least 2 years. Hyrule could be unrecognizable in just a month, with fantastic and berserker fighters like Sovelis and the rest of their Generals.

Kobas nudged Arrika to stand behind Sovelis, who had already declared her his second-in-command. Arrika looked back nervously at Kobas, not sure what to feel- exhilaration like Rhyss, or a more melancholy mood like Kobas. The older thief smiled back encouragingly. "Where's Mirielle? It's not like her to be late like this." He asked telepathically.

"I have a bad feeling about her. That's all," the mage responded. Hiyagi paced back and forth restlessly, eager to sink his fangs into the enemies' necks and rip them apart. "Shhh, Hiyagi. You won't have to wait much longer."

"Sovelis, is that the blade I tried to steal from you?" Arrika asked quietly, with a hint of a smile on her face.

Burlo waited anxiously in the center of the town, his eyes flitting back and forth. He wasn't allowed up on the walls, and as such, had no idea what to expect, or where the first attack would be from. He saw the catapults that had been set up were few in number and in build, and decided to do what he could to help. Raising his staff, he pointed it at each catapult in turn, putting a small barrier a few feet in front of each one. It was all he could do, but the catapults were still able to fire over the top of the shield, and some of their body was protected completely by the projectile retarder. He figured that would be a good location to expect the attack to come from, so he stood and backpedaled behind the opposite wall of a house, hoping that the building would deflect any shrapnel or other debris from lodging in the large target his body offered.

Junter stood with his back to the gates, his mace swinging loosely from its cord. He used this position much for the same reason Burlo picked his spot--The large boulder on his back would protect him from fragments of weapons and other harmful textures, and it wouldn't do to start off the fight with an injury. He observed all the men around them, and eyed a few of them curiously. These men all had something to fight for. They were defending their land, whereas he was fighting solely because he had been told too. That was what he had done all his life. Perhaps, one day, he would have a reason to fight, much like these men...He had heard of miraculous feats of great agility (Alpha ) and strength that ordinary men had performed to defend what they cherished. He was strong as it was--Maybe, perhaps, if he had motivation on top of that...Well, who knew.

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Lerick's eyes roved the ramparts before him--thery were crudely built, yet effective. Still, they would be easily overcome. Even more easily if there was some trouble on the inside. Yassen, to his left, continued to complain about his 'unfair' treatment in Tantari Rock, while Buck, Urn, and Len followed silently, trembling. They were new recruits, and hadn't seen any battle before this one--And what a battle it was. "Quiet, Yassen." Lerick grunted, before turning to Buck. "Go ask him if it might be possible for us to attempt to get inside and find a way in from there." Buck nodded nervously before taking off, weaving between the ranks without nudging any of the frightening components of the army's main force. He stopped beside Cormoros, and spoke quickly. "Sir, Lerick would like to ask permission to attempt a penetration...I mean, he wants to get over the walls and try to make an opening from the inside. We have skill in this area, stealth and agility is our trade." He assured with a small nod.

Sovelis wrote:"I am glad that they have not noticed who was walking around in the town last night. I am glad that no one has managed to break into my home either. I would have had to kill someone if the seals on my house had been broken or tampered with...

"Do you think that this is enough? They have at least twice the numbers that we do...I think. The amount of Life energy emanating from Rauru is inconsistent with five or six hundred people. There has to be more than that in the city."

"Is it not a stupendous blade? Forged with metals that cannot be broken...with power that cannot be truly mastered...It is a weapon fit for a god-like being...fit for a being such as myself...

"Are you three ready to attack?"

The words ring in Noval's ears as he strides along the walls, leading the small group he and Alpha have gathered towards the front lines. He frowns as he recognizes the voice speaking as Sovelis', the one who had betrayed their group to side with the Hakiems. Even as gasps and shouts of "General Noval?!", spoken in tones of both surprise and elation, attempt to distract him as he and his companions walk forth, ready to confront the enemy that is making its way towards Rauru, he frowns, disturbed. There was no reason to believe that the Hakiems and Zaboorak were a part of this assault; the Zora had had as much of Ganon and his exiles, no doubt, so much so that rumor said that he had denied his support to Dark Link's quest for the revival of Ganon to the shadow's face. The Hakiems . . . they might have been swayed with monetary compensation, however, and that could have brought Sovelis with them.

Of course, there is no evidence that Sovelis has officially joined the Hakiems Tribe either . . . at least, none that he is aware of. As he no longer leads the Royal Elite Remnant, his access to such information has become much more strained. He keeps his eye out for Miax, his old right hand man and undoubtedly his successor in leading the RER.

But even without his former vast resources, he still has a force to be reckoned with. Shada and Koura both follow, one at each of his shoulders. The hawk Skye rests on the Gerudo's shoulder, and her twin Gerudo Scimitars have taken their place in her hands. Shada's daggers are similarly present, though much more easily concealed by the black cloak she wears - a cape stolen from Alpha, he notes with a chuckle. Behind those two strolls the Deku Yukie, for once with a serious look on his face as he grips his Deku Swords tightly.

And Alpha? Well, Noval thinks with a grin as he makes sure the hood he is wearing is in its correct position, reconnaissance is perhaps the most valuable of tasks at this early point in the battle, and the Sheikah is certainly proving himself adept at that field of warfare.

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For what will undoubtedly be the first time of many today, Alpha casts the Life Spell on his form.

Arrika wrote:"Shhh, Hiyagi. You won't have to wait much longer."

"Sovelis, is that the blade I tried to steal from you?"

Small talk from that Arrika girl and her companions finds its way through the small hole the Sheikah has serving as his sole connection to Hyrule. His scar is glowing violet, the telltale sign that the portal is active from the land of legends to his current position, the Void. He sits there, amongst the gaseous landscape, staring intently into his tiny portal as he tries better to make out some of the people that have gathered around the Exiles' force. He doesn't recognize too many, but those that he does know make him brim with anger.

'Sovelis . . . how could you fall so far?' Were they trying to attack an outpost or something, or maybe something as specific as the North Castle Barracks, he really wouldn't care. Heck, they could strike directly at North Castle itself; the only reason he had defended that place against the Hakiems was because he they were Hakiems. But no, they are going after Rauru Town, a place where innocent people lived. Even if the citizens had been evacuated, everything they have ever known will be destroyed or stolen away by the assault; they will become naught but victims should the defenders fail. The rage he feels at such a possibility drives him onward, and so he will defend the location as well, with all of his strength.

And it will take all his strength, starting here. Existing in the Void is a strenuous process; the realm itself gives off a type of energy that eats away at one's very spirit. One who spent too much time here and didn't bother to heal themselves would find their very existence slipping into oblivion; their soul itself would be destroyed, and they would not be able to travel even on to the next life. Quite frankly, they would cease to exist.

The Sheikah grins as he remembers testing that theory on a Moblin several years back. That had been quite the enjoyable experience . . .

Yassen wrote:"Sir, Lerick would like to..."

Hm, yes, this speech certainly sounds important. His gaze jerks back to the portal he has opened - one no larger than his index finger is round, just big enough for him to put his eye to and see out of. The portal itself is actually positioned in the shadows cast a pile of ammunition for the catapults, where no one is likely to look for the time being . . . and should they do so, he already has a handful of other possible places for a Void portal planned out.

The Sheikah glances to the side before hastily opening up a second and third portal in the Void: one placed within Yassen's own clothing, where the words can easily be picked up, and one positioned right in the side of Noval's hood. In the Void, however, the two portals are mere millimeters from one another, allowing the words spoken by that idiot Yassen - it still angers him that the fool managed to actually survive a Megiddo Storm - to travel directly to the former general's ears. That is the plan that he and Noval had come up with: Alpha keeps an eye on the group, waiting for someone to say something important, then when such a speaking occurs he opens up a pair of portals to transfer the sound to Noval's ears. It would be too risky to leave such portals open permanently, as then sound from Noval's side might travel back to the Exiles'. Heck, even now there is a chance that the fool might hear something that would tip him off . . . hence why Alpha is continually alert and attentive to such a possibility, so that he may close the portals at the first sign of them being noticed.

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Yassen wrote:"...ask permission to attempt a penetration...I mean, he wants to get over the walls and try to make an opening from the inside. We have skill in this area, stealth and agility is our trade."

Noval glances back to the group as the words reach him. "They are considering using a few stealth assassins to enter the city and create openings in the walls and our defenses," he says softly, still trying to find General Taimat in the crowd of people so he can begin relaying this information to the man in charge . . .

OOC: And now...it begins.

IC: Cormoros turned away from his army to face Sovelis. "Even if they have a larger force, ours is by far stronger, and has an advantage over them." He said menacingly, and pointed at the wall. "Their wall is very thick in some places, yes, and the gates around it are quite strong. However, we have a few spellcasters in our ranks, as well as the territorial advantage. They will be doing all they can to defend Rauru, and will be holed up within the city. We, however, are not restricted in our movement, and can attack from all sides. That, and we have two immortal generals on our side." He said, looking down at Sovelis.

He turned around again. "PREPARE THE CATAPAULTS!" He roared, as the machines were realed withing throwing distance of the walls of Rauru. Bombs, not boulders, were placed into the catapaults, ready to fire. It was then that Vilk's men appeared. "Good of you to come. Today, we will taste the glorious cake of victory!" Cormoros said to the arrivals, and finally, turned to Buck. "No, that will not be needed. We will have the wall down soon enough. (3-4 posts)" Was the General's reply, as he raised his left hand in signal.
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Taimat was patroling the battlements, when he saw the enemy loading their catapaults. The General turned to the soldiers. "Prepare our own war machines. Take as many of them out before they can destroy our wall. Archers, to the battlements, your bows are needed!" He ordered, the men assigned those positions moving to their places. Archer after archer pulled out arrows and took aim. The hoards below were approaching now. They were eager to break through the wall.

Taimat descended to the streets of Rauru. The first man he spotted was Valentine. "You, there, to the wall!" He ordered, turning to the soldiers at the front gate. "Good, form ranks, with spearmen and shieldmen in front. The archers will support you from the wall. Swordsmen get further back, so you have room to fight." He said, as Nogare appeared beside him. "Ah, yes, this will apply to you as well." He said. The Son of Grayblade nodded, and joined the ranks of Hylian knights.

As this happened, Taimat drew his own sword, and spotted Noval, a previous General, heading towards him. Taimat was not at the meeting that dismissed Noval, so he had no idea why the Golden Hylian was no longer a general. Nonetheless, the sight of him brought Taimat's hopes up a bit. He was now ready to fight.

BAM.

The enemies first catapault attacks hit the wall, smoke rising from the impact, but no dammage visible. Taimat could tell that the hoards were close to the wall now. "ARCHERS, FIRE!" He ordered, as a rain of arrows fell from his men onto the dark monsters below. "Catapaults, take a target, and FIRE!" The General ordered, as the catapaults unleashed huge boulders upon the enemies army.
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The rocks rained down, one by one. Spellcasters of the darkness, however, were ready. The stones were blown to chunks, or barriers brought them to the ground safely. Only one got through the magic, and it only took out twenty men.

Cormoros smiled at this. He raised his hand again, and the catapaults fired once more.

"Yes...I suppose we have that small advantage...." Sovelis mumbled, feeling as if Cormoros was talking down to him. He didn't answer Arrika because he had not heard the girls words. Instead, he felt something that sent a chill through his spine. What is this familiar presence? Someone using the Void? Where though? In the city, or one of these monsters? He seemed even more confused, and did not know that it was someone sitting in the Void themselves, watching their every move. Bah! It doesn't matter. No one in this world can possibly wield the powers of the Void without severe harm coming to them. Even I haven't got what it takes to use its powers too a great degree. Probably one of these monsters that has stumbled upon it, or a soldier in the city...poor bastard will die before the day is out because of it.

The younger General cast aside his doubts about the feel of the Void, and drew in some of its power into himself. "If someone is doing the same...then I'll have to find them and rip out their soul. I am the master of the Void...not this foolish little man who thinks that he can wield it." he half-yelled, feeling the intoxicating darkness flood his veins and slowly gnaw at his body. Void eats my body...Demon fixes body at the cost of my soul, bit by bit. Body houses Demon...I guess that it was inevitable anyways. Sovel will merge with my soul, and all hell will break loose...

And now the Tempest drew his blade once again. His eyes glowing with an eerie golden glow. "This is it....YES. THIS! IS!! IT!!! SO MANY WILL DIE!!! I WILL FEAST UPON THIER SOULS AND BECOME COMPLETE! DARKNESS IS NOW MY DOMAIN AS I CAST ASIDE MY TIES TO THE ORDER!!! I AM NO LONGER THE TEMPEST!!! I AM THE DEMON!!!" he bellowed these words loudly, not caring if anyone heard him at all. The Void's powers awakened the sleeping demonic power, the dark entity sealed away within him so long ago. Its soul roared and meshed with the soul of its host, entangling itself so that it would be nigh impossible for anyone else to Seal or stop the powers of Sovelis Magelion Li'ano Liadon, the Demonic Tempest of the Horde.

Vilk stood amongst the Dark with his eyes closed. He was pulling loose power to himself, everything from the souls of fallen warriors to the power freed when a supernova occurs. In the midst of all this chaos, he kept his composure easily.

Suddenly, he heared an excited and happy voice. It was that of a young human female no older than 24. He opened his eyes to see he was right. She wore a black cloak, and the hood was up. However, she was still as Vilk remembered. Green irises, long black hair, a cute face, and a gorgeous 6 foot 2 inch body built like a warrior. Her singer's voice was music to his ears. This wasn't her real body, this was just one that her split conscience was using as a host, and the one he was most acquainted to.

The words that caused his eyes to open were, "Hey there Vilk." His response had been rehearsed since the day they parted lasted. "Why hello to you to, Kate. Your looking good." A red tinge plastered her cheeks. He continued, "It's been a while." "I know," she responded, "but let's catch up on old times after the battle." He nodded, and she disappeared into the crowd.
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Silna was already in bear form, standing amongst the other swordsmen. Bou and Gavin were with her, as were Thaix and Michael. Thealter was armed with a spear, as was Phil. Valentine had just gotten into place when the first blast hit. He soon joined the archers in shooting, but he instead used the sniper rifle. Simon was using his magic to attack with energy blasts. Remos was currently functioning as an archer, but he was susceptible to become a swordsman at moments notice.

As Aureliano stared on at the grim wall separating him from his enemies, and he could not help but to feel the excitement and apprehension argue in the pit of his stomach, tying his intestines into knots. He unsheathed his falcata made of Toledo steel, restraining himself from recklessly charging through the gates. Instead, he decided to follow the orders of General Taimat and move back where there was enough space to hold the fight. As he waited anxiously, he began to feel the rush of war. "I'll live through this to protect Hyrule and the Royal Family." the young Hylian told himself several times.

When a bomb struck the wall, Aureliano felt a rush adrenaline course through his veins, slowing everything down a bit. He knew it was the enemy forces attempting to break through the walls. He heard Hyrulian catapults in respond to the bomb catapult, and knew the fight was beginning. He waited longer, the anxiety killing him, and heard the voice.

"This is it....YES. THIS! IS!! IT!!! SO MANY WILL DIE!!! I WILL FEAST UPON THIER SOULS AND BECOME COMPLETE! DARKNESS IS NOW MY DOMAIN AS I CAST ASIDE MY TIES TO THE ORDER!!! I AM NO LONGER THE TEMPEST!!! I AM THE DEMON!!!"

He realized it was in fact Sovelis, apparently using the powers Aureliano had heard so often but never believed. He looked around the Hyrulian ranks but did not manage to catch sight of him. "If he is not here, then he must be in the enemy's side." Aureliano thought grimly, hoping that wasn't true. A double check proved to be useful, since it revealed that the Hylian's first assumption was correct.

"Crap."

Arrika gritted her teeth as the bombs exploded against the wall, and flinched as Sovelis made his loud war cry. She had been expecting him to lose control, but not this early... Her hand twitched towards the hilt of a slim sword across her back but she forced it back down. She could hear her heart pumping in her ears, rushes of adrenaline coursing through her. Kobas noticed her hand trembling and said quietly, "Won't be too long until the walls go down..."

Meanwhile Rhyss had an idea, and conjured up what resembled multiple, floating balls of swirling blue fire. He swung his staff like a bat and they zoomed towards the wall after the rest of their catapulted bombs. The explosions seem to prove just as effective as their other missiles, which he noted with a triumphant smile.

Laido's ears perked up as he heard Taimat's orders. He was an archer, after all. He never guessed that his abilities would be useful at a time like this. Zeze was wooping a war cry, yelling vulgar words to the enemies beyond the wall. Laido knew he had to follow Taimat's orders, although he did not want to be separated from the energetic bard. He drew Zeze close to him, and whispered, "I'll be back. Soon."

Without looking back, he joined the other archers, stringing his own bow expertly. His aim was deadly - he had been the best amongst his childhood friends, after all. Without looking, seeing, he unleashed arrow after arrow, only to realize his vision had blurred. He blinked, washing his cheeks with his own tears. Why was he crying? He felt like a child - but this was his first war, man or not.

Sakiko swung her sword awkwardly, as she had never dealt with any weapons of this sort in her life. It was so heavy - everyone else made it look so easy. Her arm felt like disconnecting to the rest of her body. Turning around, she saw Zeze practicing her slashing gracefully, the cold blade slicing the air with a satisfying woosh. The mage sighed, and tried to lift up her sword again. She rolled her eyes, wondering if she could just drop her sword and use magic.

Sovelis looked over at Arrika, and smiled as he leaned over and whispered into her ear.. "Didn't expect it? You should have known that I'd have done this! There isn't anything better to do than slaughter those idiots down in the city anyways while I'm at it...then we can go home." he spoke these words, then strode a few steps away from them. "Now...lets see if they like this attack, shall we?"

The Tempest raised his hands over his head, looking up at the sky between his fingers. The air between his hands seemed to be crackling with energy as Sovelis began to mumble under his breath, in a kind of incantation of sorts. ''Eshel mek nor...Tolas fosim Ki'lan, Hemeng to domast Usheal youkas...'' The air above his head seemed to shudder and twist as a large sphere of dark energy formed there, floating above the palms of the one that had called this massive amount of shadow magic into existence. He dug all of his fingers, living and metal, into the ball and was about to throw the blast at the walls around the city. "With this power...I will strike fear into the hearts of all whom witness my colossal strength!!!''

And Sovelis threw the shadows towards the city with all of his strength, in an attempt to bring down a section of the wall. (Kasei, you say weather it blasts or not. Okay?)

OOC: Don't worry about it Kasei. I've got Rauru covered.

IC:
'What on earth is that?!' Alpha's eyes widen in confusion and shock as Sovelis begins outpouring energy, a kind unlike what he has felt in some time. He tries to close the portal -

Too late.

His scar burns brightly, brighter than it has in ages, a shining blue that scorches him with the fire of evil's sense. Even when his sudden lack of concentration gets the portal to Hyrule closed, the pain persists, brought forth by the immense evil summoned by Sovelis' demonic half. 'STUPID . . . CURSE!' As the blinding light continues to pierce outward through the vapor of the Void, Alpha somehow manages to raise his hand upwards, forcing it up against the scarred skin before finally managing to say "Dark . . . Suspension!"

The light and the pain finally fade, and he opens his eyes in time to see his entire arm glowing with the translucent image of a dragon's arm.

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Noval jerks his head around as his eyes finally fall upon General Taimat. 'There he is,' he thinks to himself and begins making his way over there.

BAM.

'They're firing?! Why didn't Alpha warn us?' He spares a glance out to where Shada and Koura have each grabbed a bow of their own and started launching arrows out at the enemy troops; Yukie, not one to be left out of the action, actually leaps up on the wall itself and begins shooting out a stream of Deku Nuts. They can't actually reach, but who knows? Maybe it'll . . . do something . . .

Noval shakes away the image of the bombardment as the defenders return fire, and rushes over to where the General stands. "General Taimat!" He stops before the man, saluting smartly, as if he were still in the army. "Orders, sir?!"

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The Sheikah kneels in the darkness of the Void, looking upon his transfigured arm in bewilderment. It's . . . strange . . . Every time he uses the Dark Suspension to relieve his scar's outpouring state, he has always felt a tingly sensation in his arm, but never before has it lasted so long - this time, the pain had subsided before the tingling, and apparently somehow his being able to see the dragonic transformation is causing it to persist. 'What in Din's name is going on . . . ?'

He raises the arm upwards, flexing his hand and watching the dragonic fist mimic his movements. He twists it around for a few seconds, looking at it in wonder and not a slight amount of disbelief. Finally, he abruptly remembers the battle no doubt continuing onward without him, and quickly waves his hand forward to open a portal to Hyrule, not realizing for a second that it's his dragonic right hand.

The wave of energy that the sudden jerking movement releases nearly throws him off his feet; it would have if he wasn't acting in the realm of the Void rather than the Hyrulian laws of physics. He gives it another look, allowing a slight smile to form on his face as he imagines what will happen when he unleashes it upon the fools assaulting Rauru.

The portal opens, and he steps out on the outside of the walls. He glances back, relieved to see that the defenses are still holding, and then senses another power source growing. It's quite odd . . . he feels no fear at the sudden outpouring of energy coming from Sovelis - he somehow knows who is using the magic, too - even though fear is likely half the reason he has resorted to using such a fierce level of Shadow magic. The other half, of course, being the pure destructive power held by the spell.

Well, Alpha certainly can't have something like this happening.

He strides out at a slow and steady pace across the open space between the two armies, his dragonic arm not even throwing off his center of balance as he meanders directly in the direction of Sovelis. His fellow mage finally launches out the shadow magic, unleashing a wave of devastation that will undoubtedly cause the wall to collapse in the section that it hits. 'If it hits,' the Sheikah thinks with an ever-widening smile.

He turns one eye back to that specific section of the wall, and waves the dragonic hand.

Even with the sunlight breaking through the clouds in the sky and failing to cast total shadows upon the area, the walls abruptly grow dark as he transforms the entire edifice into a portal to the Void. He turns away from it as the shadow magic is swallowed entirely into the infinite nothingness, letting his gaze rest on the position where he senses the Tempest. His scar abruptly turns from violet to a bright crimson.

'Come, Sovel . . . let me introduce you to Wraith.'

OoC - Gah I'm late!

IC - "Josh and Jeromy, You two are long ranged fighters Throw in something.Kamiko, if anyone or anything finds a way in kill it." James said to his friends as they went off and did what they had been ordered.

OoC - I've got Josh, James, and Jeromy's info in Kamiko's profile