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The formality of it is nearly strange, with the clamouring of the crowd and the way the sand smells not of earth but of blood. Nevertheless, Orestes dips his head, unaware he is preparing to battle a monk. What is apparent, however, is that they are complete opposites; where Tenebrae is dark and bears the sigil of the moon, Orestes’s is golden light, the sun seared into his brow.
The disparity, in a strange way, pleases him; the contrast is the same as black and white, night and day. He smiles at the romantic irony of it; but the monk is not so nuanced. A shadow-forged tiger leaps from the pooling darkness that has already seeped into Orestes’s side of the arena.
Yet, the tiger’s leaping attack is blocked by Ariel at Orestes’s side. The Sun Lion had been paying closer attention to Orestes’s opponent. Ariel leaps into the tiger’s jaws with his own widely spread, meeting the beast halfway. As he does so, he burns as brightly and as furiously as the sun. Even Orestes’s turns his eyes away, briefly; but the glaring light in and of itself is a distraction, and as Ariel tangles with the tiger Orestes lopes past, toward the monk.
Understanding his powers are only sustainable for a few seconds at most, Orestes’s lope transforms into a dead sprint, directly toward Tenebrae. Orestes’s tattoos begin to glow more fiercely than is typical; and then the light radiates not only from the tattoos, but his skin itself. He aims to collide directly with the stallion’s side, his skin burning hot, the light he emits bright enough to temporarily blind. The sand, too, in response to the gravity he creates begins to swirl around him and sting—
but Orestes knows his magic will not hold out for long, before nausea overtakes him and he is forced to return to normalcy. In that time, however, Orestes intends to hit Tenebrae forcefully with the brunt of his scalding shoulder.
"Orestes." || "Ariel." || @Tenebrae
The formality of it is nearly strange, with the clamouring of the crowd and the way the sand smells not of earth but of blood. Nevertheless, Orestes dips his head, unaware he is preparing to battle a monk. What is apparent, however, is that they are complete opposites; where Tenebrae is dark and bears the sigil of the moon, Orestes’s is golden light, the sun seared into his brow.
The disparity, in a strange way, pleases him; the contrast is the same as black and white, night and day. He smiles at the romantic irony of it; but the monk is not so nuanced. A shadow-forged tiger leaps from the pooling darkness that has already seeped into Orestes’s side of the arena.
Yet, the tiger’s leaping attack is blocked by Ariel at Orestes’s side. The Sun Lion had been paying closer attention to Orestes’s opponent. Ariel leaps into the tiger’s jaws with his own widely spread, meeting the beast halfway. As he does so, he burns as brightly and as furiously as the sun. Even Orestes’s turns his eyes away, briefly; but the glaring light in and of itself is a distraction, and as Ariel tangles with the tiger Orestes lopes past, toward the monk.
Understanding his powers are only sustainable for a few seconds at most, Orestes’s lope transforms into a dead sprint, directly toward Tenebrae. Orestes’s tattoos begin to glow more fiercely than is typical; and then the light radiates not only from the tattoos, but his skin itself. He aims to collide directly with the stallion’s side, his skin burning hot, the light he emits bright enough to temporarily blind. The sand, too, in response to the gravity he creates begins to swirl around him and sting—
but Orestes knows his magic will not hold out for long, before nausea overtakes him and he is forced to return to normalcy. In that time, however, Orestes intends to hit Tenebrae forcefully with the brunt of his scalding shoulder.
"Orestes." || "Ariel." || @Tenebrae
later he saw that each weed was a knife
"well," he mumbled at last, "doubtless there are other roads."
Summary: Orestes nods graciously to Tenebrae's comment, and is taken by surprise with Tenebrae's first attack. Ariel, however, had been paying much closer attention and leaps from Orestes's side to tangle with the shadow-tiger mid-air, hoping to distract/maintain it's attention or dissolve it altogether with his light. Using that as a distraction, Orestes lopes forward and then quickly picks up speed. He utilises his magic to glow very brightly and radiate intense heat, but cannot sustain this for more than a few seconds. In hopes of causing the most damage in a short amount of time, Orestes aims to collide the burnt of his burning-hot body against Tenebrae's before his magic cuts out.
Attack Used: 1
Attack(s) Left: 1
Block Used: 1
Block(s) Left: 0
Item(s) Used: None
Response Deadline: June 12
Tags: @Tenebrae, @Sid, @inkbone, @Layla, @nestle
