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Deamoned (Breath of Fire: Dragon Quarter) |
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Rufus may have the potential to be a God, but it’s unrealized potential. Having lived in the world of Sheltar with its carefully orchestrated D-ranks, Deamoned can tell you exactly just how worthless unrealized potential is in the grand scheme of things. Of course, with his absolute defense to cut out the majority of Rufus’ damage and his bone-breaking physical attacks to crack open Rufus' skull, Deamoned is at the peak of his capabilities in this rather simple match. Without any healing, Rufus will have troubles overcoming Deamoned’s HP->1 attack, let alone his triple-acted heavy physical blows buffered by the power of Spirit Charge. |
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Odin's spare vessel in case of emergency has been activated! With the All-Father's loss last season, it comes down to the half-elf Rufus to regain honor for the.... wait, Rufus hates Odin. Well, Rufus will be fighting for himself, then. The first target for the day is a washed-up fallen Regent who's already proven he's not much against chosen hero types. Deamoned is slow, and his unreliable HP-1 attack requires him to wait another turn to follow up. That's entirely too much time to give Rufus's brutal offense - while Rufus may not possess quite the power of Ryu's Wyrm, Deamoned will soon find that Blinding Blaze leads to quite the similar fate. |
SageAcrin I could wile away the hours. Conferrin' with the flowers. Consultin' with the rain. --- "With the thoughts you'd be thinkin', you could be another Lincoln! If you only had a brain." Rufus sang along happily. "Oh, I would tell you why, the ocean's near the shore. I could think of things I never thunk before, and then I'd sit and think some more!" Deamoned belted out. "...I...don't get it." Nate said, as he watched the two sing along together. "Well, they got really damned drunk before the match started. Hell if I know why. Then again, who needs a reason?" Killer shrugged. "They just walked in like that." "...Well, who wins, then, if they won't even fight?" "Deamoned. Like anyone's beating that operatic baritone anyways." Killer shrugged again. "Damn, I hope someone's recording this. And not just for blackmail material." Deamoned: 21 |
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