[ As soon as the connection is made between them, a hand raises to clench in the air as he begins to slash and slice onto the monstrosity. Feeling the very moment where he seems to grasp onto the darkness dwelling inside him and bring life to it. The shadowy form taking shape and soon plunging into the beast as well. Seeing his shadowy form endlessly attack encourages him to do the same even though the moment he loses even a second of attention that's directed to V'seji does he feel himself waver.
Fear. It shows, gritting his teeth as his partner manages to dodge with grace. Even still, he provokes it and snaps the interest back almost instantly. ] It is nothing I haven't heard before.
[ Nothing important. Taunts. Words. Reflecting his exact thoughts during those dark times. Thoughts he no longer thinks, no longer drowning in that suffocating darkness. Not nearly as much as then. A flood of darkness escapes his greatsword to try and slash down Nidhogg's hide but gains anger. A step back becomes a misstep and suddenly he's forced onto his knee with a sharp grunt while his greatsword bares most of the weight of the dragon's weapon.
A spike of energy explodes on the creature's form that gives him back enough strength to shove it back and yet his form isn't nearly as confident as it was at the start. There's a shadowing on his mind. ] ..Damnit.
[ V'seji sees his chance and pounces on the beast without a second thought. With two eyes, he can call upon the very same power that haunts them, but he keeps a keen eye on his partner instead. It would be imprudent to start an assault. Quickly, he lodges his boot into Nidhogg's wounded side, effectively stunning it for a second. It roars despite its mismatched form. V'seji's lance takes once sweep to knock the stupefied nightmare a couple of feet back, standing in front of R'yoji in a defensive position before peeking over his shoulder.
Something doesn't seem right. ]
You're not alone fighting this nightmare. [ They all witnessed Nidhogg's wrath, even if the Dragonsong War meant something different to each one of them. They all share this dream in some shape or form. ] Never forget that.
[ So whatever darkness R'yoji still has— ]
Speak to it if you need to.
[ Even if the rest of their friends aren't here physically with them, V'seji can feel them in spirit. Slowly, Nidhogg is moving again, taunting them again in dragon speech. Though muffled, V'seji thinks he can almost make out the words. ]
[ Colors of green and blue take in form of his partner before him, catching him glance over and he squeezes his eyes shut in response to those words. He knows. Not only were there more that went through this torment, but right here and right now V'seji was here to help bear the burden. He couldn't forget. The him of now.. he could never truly believe he was alone because he was not. He had him, their other friends.. other family.
His eyes return to the shape as it speaks in its slithery tongue. Pressing back onto his feet, the weight of his sword stabbing into the ground to push himself as red dark energy swirl around his body and encourage him on. The very same darkness touching to the small of his back to usher him on.
He could not leave it like this and turn away. He refused to turn back now, to take their leave. if he didn't face this now.. he does not think he ever will. And so, it was either now or never. The air goes oddly quiet as his sword swings through it and held once again before him and he's plunging immediately over to bear all of his weight into the attack as the dark energy pulses. ]
I am not the same man as I was before. I may not be as strong as everyone else, but I am not weak either. [ He can feel the monster's weapon shake against his weight as he pressures it on with fangs gritting tight. ] Just as then, and now, I won't let this stop me.
[ He feels the shock of its power shove him a couple of feet back but instantly he's plunging back in with a heavy swing of his sword with more determination than before. ] So I don't need to talk to it. Because it already knows.
[ This ends today. His grip tightens on the sword as he slashes and seems to miss the creature, only for the blade to causes a flood of darkness to slice at it in turn. ] I won't lose to you-!
[ It only agitates Nidhogg more but that's fine. Let it get angry. ]
[ V'seji steps back to let his partner take the reins again, watching his back as he lunges toward Nidhogg with risen spirit. A smile crosses his lips as his ears pin back, a little worried, but overall relieved to see R'yoji somewhat confident in this encounter. Twirling his lance in a hand, he holds it in a position, ready to imbue it with the power of dragons and dragoons long gone.
Instead of an azure blue that once slithered around his body, emboldening him in every battle, a crimson red replaces it. The wisps of dragons coil around him, roaring at the figure in front of them. They start covering his lance, charging it up further. ]
This may be the end for you once and for all, nightmare.
[ This dream can't even compare to the real terror of the dragon... The dragon that held onto revenge and hate for so long as a salve to its wounds, but it only festered. It's a mere fabrication of what once was, a ghost that latched onto R'yoji like a parasite.
Concentrating, he merely points his lance at the staggering staggering nightmare and a red astral dragon is called forth. It spirals and rushes over, engulfing R'yoji and consuming Nidhogg—it leaves his partner unscathed, but can't say for the bad dream... It isn't enough to put it down, but it should continue to slow it. In the end, he can't finish what R'yoji should, but he can support him. ]
[ It's that very support that gives him the strength he needs to face it once and for all. Support that, once upon a time, he would have surely turned away from. To continue diving into the shadows alone. To face everything by himself, seeking the end that he could not see among the flood of darkness. A shiver runs down his spine as that red serpentine dragon form traces over him but with naught a scratch upon him. Instead, he sees it strike fang and teeth into Nidhogg's demonic shape that staggers from the weight of attacks and drops onto a knee.
Ears flicker back at sound of those words encouraging him on. Belonging to a voice that pushed at him, that struck at his core as it edged him on during the war. Fought against him while also dragging out answers: Who are you? What is it you fight and for what reason? He was a called hero, a Warrior of Light that was to be the guiding light to the people. In this moment, he finds it more fitting that such a title belongs to his comrade, his best friend and love.
This was the very man that yelled words that truly had him questioning his earlier decisions. Who is here helping him face his nightmares, not to laugh or scoff about but to truly support him in his time of need. To think how much more terrifying that was, to take that help than actually be here now. His earlier tremors of course haven't left his mind. Even now, the greatsword in hand seeming more heavier than usual.
He shakes his head. He does not want his friend's efforts to be for naught, striking upon the nightmare manifested slice after heavy swing. The red darkness normally engulfing his form flaring as he puts all his strength into stabbing right through the chest of the beast that makes a guttural sound. It heaves a few more breaths, clawed hand on the blade as it growls some words that have R'yoji's eyes widening with ears perked straight upright. All his movements freeze, blinking only a moment until the nightmare starts to fade into shadows and soon vanishes entirely.
The blade falls to the ground with a sound, R'yoji heavily leaning onto it as he stares where it once was before he straightens with a light shake. For a moment, he doesn't move, doesn't look at V'seji right away. ]
.. I didn't think I needed this. Mayhaps I was being stubborn. Thinking what I had- [ a swallow, no that's not right ] have is all I need. I wanted to believe that. I had.. this mindset that this was for nothing and maybe I still do want to believe that. [ I need to believe this was for nothing. ]
.. [ Even now, he does not turn, but there's a heaviness to his words as he speaks. Ears fold back, head dipping as he feels the sting in his chest, flared and hot as the day Nidhogg struck at him. A hand presses to his chest, taking a breath he feels held for too long, a wetness to his eyes that he blinks rapidly to chase away. ]
I cannot tell if this is our end, but it is at least our closure. [ The shadowy form beside him drops to its knees with an echoing sound of chains before too leaving his side. Once he's sure he's not looking too miserable does he turn around, a sheepish look on his face. ] We're done now, aye?
[ He's feeling ready to do just about. Anything else, really. ]
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Fear. It shows, gritting his teeth as his partner manages to dodge with grace. Even still, he provokes it and snaps the interest back almost instantly. ] It is nothing I haven't heard before.
[ Nothing important. Taunts. Words. Reflecting his exact thoughts during those dark times. Thoughts he no longer thinks, no longer drowning in that suffocating darkness. Not nearly as much as then. A flood of darkness escapes his greatsword to try and slash down Nidhogg's hide but gains anger. A step back becomes a misstep and suddenly he's forced onto his knee with a sharp grunt while his greatsword bares most of the weight of the dragon's weapon.
A spike of energy explodes on the creature's form that gives him back enough strength to shove it back and yet his form isn't nearly as confident as it was at the start. There's a shadowing on his mind. ] ..Damnit.
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Something doesn't seem right. ]
You're not alone fighting this nightmare. [ They all witnessed Nidhogg's wrath, even if the Dragonsong War meant something different to each one of them. They all share this dream in some shape or form. ] Never forget that.
[ So whatever darkness R'yoji still has— ]
Speak to it if you need to.
[ Even if the rest of their friends aren't here physically with them, V'seji can feel them in spirit. Slowly, Nidhogg is moving again, taunting them again in dragon speech. Though muffled, V'seji thinks he can almost make out the words. ]
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His eyes return to the shape as it speaks in its slithery tongue. Pressing back onto his feet, the weight of his sword stabbing into the ground to push himself as red dark energy swirl around his body and encourage him on. The very same darkness touching to the small of his back to usher him on.
He could not leave it like this and turn away. He refused to turn back now, to take their leave. if he didn't face this now.. he does not think he ever will. And so, it was either now or never. The air goes oddly quiet as his sword swings through it and held once again before him and he's plunging immediately over to bear all of his weight into the attack as the dark energy pulses. ]
I am not the same man as I was before. I may not be as strong as everyone else, but I am not weak either. [ He can feel the monster's weapon shake against his weight as he pressures it on with fangs gritting tight. ] Just as then, and now, I won't let this stop me.
[ He feels the shock of its power shove him a couple of feet back but instantly he's plunging back in with a heavy swing of his sword with more determination than before. ] So I don't need to talk to it. Because it already knows.
[ This ends today. His grip tightens on the sword as he slashes and seems to miss the creature, only for the blade to causes a flood of darkness to slice at it in turn. ] I won't lose to you-!
[ It only agitates Nidhogg more but that's fine. Let it get angry. ]
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[ V'seji steps back to let his partner take the reins again, watching his back as he lunges toward Nidhogg with risen spirit. A smile crosses his lips as his ears pin back, a little worried, but overall relieved to see R'yoji somewhat confident in this encounter. Twirling his lance in a hand, he holds it in a position, ready to imbue it with the power of dragons and dragoons long gone.
Instead of an azure blue that once slithered around his body, emboldening him in every battle, a crimson red replaces it. The wisps of dragons coil around him, roaring at the figure in front of them. They start covering his lance, charging it up further. ]
This may be the end for you once and for all, nightmare.
[ This dream can't even compare to the real terror of the dragon... The dragon that held onto revenge and hate for so long as a salve to its wounds, but it only festered. It's a mere fabrication of what once was, a ghost that latched onto R'yoji like a parasite.
Concentrating, he merely points his lance at the staggering staggering nightmare and a red astral dragon is called forth. It spirals and rushes over, engulfing R'yoji and consuming Nidhogg—it leaves his partner unscathed, but can't say for the bad dream... It isn't enough to put it down, but it should continue to slow it. In the end, he can't finish what R'yoji should, but he can support him. ]
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Ears flicker back at sound of those words encouraging him on. Belonging to a voice that pushed at him, that struck at his core as it edged him on during the war. Fought against him while also dragging out answers: Who are you? What is it you fight and for what reason? He was a called hero, a Warrior of Light that was to be the guiding light to the people. In this moment, he finds it more fitting that such a title belongs to his comrade, his best friend and love.
This was the very man that yelled words that truly had him questioning his earlier decisions. Who is here helping him face his nightmares, not to laugh or scoff about but to truly support him in his time of need. To think how much more terrifying that was, to take that help than actually be here now. His earlier tremors of course haven't left his mind. Even now, the greatsword in hand seeming more heavier than usual.
He shakes his head. He does not want his friend's efforts to be for naught, striking upon the nightmare manifested slice after heavy swing. The red darkness normally engulfing his form flaring as he puts all his strength into stabbing right through the chest of the beast that makes a guttural sound. It heaves a few more breaths, clawed hand on the blade as it growls some words that have R'yoji's eyes widening with ears perked straight upright. All his movements freeze, blinking only a moment until the nightmare starts to fade into shadows and soon vanishes entirely.
The blade falls to the ground with a sound, R'yoji heavily leaning onto it as he stares where it once was before he straightens with a light shake. For a moment, he doesn't move, doesn't look at V'seji right away. ]
.. I didn't think I needed this. Mayhaps I was being stubborn. Thinking what I had- [ a swallow, no that's not right ] have is all I need. I wanted to believe that. I had.. this mindset that this was for nothing and maybe I still do want to believe that. [ I need to believe this was for nothing. ]
.. [ Even now, he does not turn, but there's a heaviness to his words as he speaks. Ears fold back, head dipping as he feels the sting in his chest, flared and hot as the day Nidhogg struck at him. A hand presses to his chest, taking a breath he feels held for too long, a wetness to his eyes that he blinks rapidly to chase away. ]
I cannot tell if this is our end, but it is at least our closure. [ The shadowy form beside him drops to its knees with an echoing sound of chains before too leaving his side. Once he's sure he's not looking too miserable does he turn around, a sheepish look on his face. ] We're done now, aye?
[ He's feeling ready to do just about. Anything else, really. ]