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Elc facing off a Fire-powered upgraded Heavy champ? Why, it’s almost a mirror match. Well, maybe not, since Elc and Rubicant are anything but evenly matched. Rubicant may have powerful Fire magic, but with his excellent HP, his natural Fire resistance, and of course, his trusty magic-halving Mind Canceller, Elc can laugh Rubicant’s fire magic right off. And that’s assuming he doesn’t just cast Invincible and pound Rubicant with powerful Divide spells and physicals. Surely, winning this mirror match without taking a single hit would be the most stylish manner, befitting of Elc’s rare Godhunter status. |
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With a mighty Valkyrie lying dead behind him, Rubicant strides onwards towards his next trial in this season, a trial in the form of a man named Elc. Well, this shouldn't take long. After all, what is a mere mortal after one such as a Valkyire? Even with his ability to resist fire, Elc will still be brought to his knees by the might of Scorch bearing down upon his feeble frame. Of course, he could always try his little Invincibility trick, but he'll find that Rubicant is no weakling to be quickly defeated before Elc runs out of gas, and is forced to face the Fire Fiend's flames with nothing to protect him from their potency. |
Gatewalker Elc was late. It was unusual for Elc to be late for a fight, but Rubicant was sure he had a good reason for it, and was willing to wait. Even if it was a few hours after the match was supposed to start. Over in the judges box, Kyle yawned, "Look, Rubi, can I call you Rubi?" "No." "Er, alright, Rubicant, Elc's a no show. I'm just gonna give you the match and go find some ladies, alright?" "No." Kyle blinked, "Whaddya mean 'no'? You don't want the win?" Resolutely shaking his head, Rubicant found it a bit ironic that he, a villain, was about to give a Queen's Knight a lecture on honor, "I do wish to be victorious. But I want to win the match fairly, and not due to the interference of whatever outside forces are keeping him from the arena. If he does not show today, then I will find him and we will reschedule the match. I will not accept a decision decided by anything other then a fair battle." Groaning about his bad luck to get the one villain in existence with a bigger stick up his ass then most paladins, Kyle just slumped down and silently prayed for Elc to show up soon for the sake of his own sanity. Surely enough, as if by answer to that prayer, the arena doors flew open and Elc began dragging himself in, limping horribly and clearly moving on force of will alone. Stepping forward, Rubicant looked over the injured young man for a moment, and then launched into his favorite pre battle routine, "I see you are injured. Allow me to heal you fully before we begin our match." Smacking Rubicant's hand away, Elc glared up at the fiend of fire, "Back off. I've already had enough of your schemes for one day." Narrowing his eyes, Rubicant demanded, "Explain yourself. I have done nothing to you yet this day, though that will change shortly. But not before you are actually fit to do battle. I will not stain my honor by fighting a crippled man." Elc glowered right back at him, "Yeah right. Your henchman Lugae and a few dozen monsters jumped me in the hall on the way here! What do you and your 'honor' have to say about that, huh?" Hearing this, Rubicant began, well, burning with rage, "Lugae. This is not the first time he has insulted me this way. He will be dealt with, I assure you. But first we have a match to attend to. Now will you accept healing or will you force me to fight you as you are?" Eyeing the fiend carefully, Elc then nodded, "Yeah, go ahead." Finally looking forward to getting this match going, Rubicant waved his hand and invoked his plot powers to fully restore the injured Elc. And then Elc toppled over and stopped moving. "Uh, what?" Having no idea what just happened, Kyle got up from his seat and moved over to check Elc out, looking up at Rubicant with a questioning glare, "I don't know what you did, but that wasn't healing. He's stone cold dead." Staring down at Elc and at his own hands, the normally poised and confident fire fiend could only stammer out, "I...that...that's impossible! I can't just kill someone with a wave of my hand! Even if I could, I would never do such a thing!" "Right, well, possible or not, that looks like exactly what you just did. Got an explanation for this, or am I throwing you out and handing the match to Elc for use of illegal plot powers?" For all that he would have loved to have a good answer, Rubicant could only shake his head in confusion, "I'm afraid I have no answer for you. It may well have been something Lugae did, but that still makes it my responsibility as he is in my service." Calling over a stretcher to take Elc to the infirmary, Kyle nodded, "Well, than I've got no choice but to disqualify you for either interference or illegal use of plot powers. Try to keep a tighter leash on your minions from now on, huh?" Eyes flashing with anger, Rubicant strode out of the arena, "I assure you, a leash will not be necessary." The next day, no one could find hide nor hair of the not-so-good doctor. Nor could anyone find any of the other various minor unranked FF villains that lived in the same general vicinity as the doctor. All there was to see in that entire area was floor to ceiling scorch marks and a very fine layer of ash coating the place. It seems that Rubicant wasn't joking about not needing a leash. An urn or two might have been helpful though. Elc: 37 jaymthegenius@yahoo.com
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