[Tacitus]

ooc: well, seeing as there are tow of these things on the ground ready to beat the living shit out of vesquire and the town, you can go and be included there

oh, uh, Ryan, i'm taking certain liberties with your character, think of it as a gift

BOT:
*The Battle rages on, above and below. May exchanges powerful blows with the AW she is taking on, soon both lay sprawled on the ground, heavily injured and unable to continue on. Trias is bleeding badly and the AW's he is fighting show little signs of slowing down. Devenar continues to run in cirlces around the island, an AW in close pursuit. Castus is fending off the three AW's trying to upset Kane's concentration still with neither side gaining an edge. Down below the two AW's have ganged up on Vesquire, within minutes he is ripped limb from limb. As the life leaves Vesquire's mortal shell [this has happened how many times now?] May starts with a gasp as Trias fades away. Kane's Shard bursts with light as huge wings of pure light burst from his back and darkness fill the island that our heroes can see through as perfectly as daylight, but the AW's cannot. Kane's angelic wings shine with light and waves of positive energies flow forth, healing his allies while the AW's cringe in pain.*

May: Trust renewed...

*Down Below the dismembered body of Vesquire begins to glow and rise into the air, the Shard of Life still around what would be his neck. A wave of red light bursts forth from Vesquires torso as his body reforms and he takes a gasping breath. The wave sent the two AW's to the ground, unable to regain their strength. The power of life over death paralyzing them. Through this Vesquire seems changed, his ears are less pronounced, and his features have become more fair, a pair of golden wings has sprouted from his back, Vesquire has become an Archangel.*

ooc: we can edit out the underlined portion if Ryan does not approve

BOT:
*The fight takes a drastic turn on the island as our heroes regain their strength. May stands and calmly walks over to the AW that she had been attacking, the one that had shown her the images of torture, no less. She feels pity on the creature for a moment, but it is fleeting, she drives her longswords through its neck, and severs the head. The Apocalypse Walkers are not invincible.*

ooc: ok, now wasn't that fun, we got ourselves a dead AW...