Is This Courageous or Idiotic? (Post-Twili Curtain Event)
POSTED ON May 13, 2022 7:11:47 GMT
Post by Oron El Hyrule on May 13, 2022 7:11:47 GMT
Oron gritted his teeth as his grip on Solaris tightened. He had actually not intended for everyone to get 'shooed' away, but was merely be thinking on the spot of how to ensure nobody was impaled by that giant slab of black and red colored metal that apparently was a sword. He could swear that the Twilight itself was doing something to him... Trying to take advantage of him. That horrid power within him was certainly reacting even more gruesomely than normal. Oron held his chest with his free hand as he took a few breaths. He had to keep himself afoot. He wasn't going to be a burden to anyone. He was the one that was supposed to protect people... It was his main purpose to ensure it. Monsters couldn't keep trampling over the people of Hyrule the way they have been the past couple of years... Theo, as expected of likely the most experienced combatant that arrived, had immediately jumped into action to deal with some of the corrupted Kagarocs... Literally. Rather than a shriek, the one that Theo had grabbed onto began to bellow out a cacophonic chorus of 'music' in pain. It was nearly enough to drive one to deafness, temporary or otherwise. His ears likely didn't appreciate it, but it did begin to fall to the ground... Though, in the distance, even more of them began to fly over. Was there more to the Kagaroc's 'cry' here...?
Oron glanced towards Josh and Praxis. Josh insisting he be the one to fight the strange 'sword' and Praxis further insisting that Oron listen. Oron's eyes almost had an eerie glare to them. Did Oron really look so pathetic right now that he couldn't fight this thing off for the group? He... He was just second to Leon...! Even while he was now not feeling well. ... Or.. on... My.. son... You must... Oron's eyes widened again... It was a familiar voice, but the words sounded oddly more... Comforting than what he had been assailed with for so long now...
Eventually, the ethereal hand that had reached out for the sword finally completed its 'body'. What might've once been a man, but was now a warped, vengeful spirit who almost towered above the already gargantuan Theo had appeared in front of the group. It slung the gigantic sword over its shoulder as if it weighed as light as a feather. Rather baffling to witness given how twiggy its arms looked. The animalistic skull that was its head would slowly open, a visible mist exiting as it pointed a clawed finger towards Josh. "Haaaah... I seeeeee. You willingly seek to challenge me? Yes... Sir Knight... You possess it, don't yooou? The light... I will rip it from you myself... Leave you but a husk as I now am... The name I once bore lost to the ages, I am no more than a weapon... Call me Nothung... Which of us will fall first, Knight... And prince...?" Its voice was raspy and inhuman sounding. The giant figure calling itself Nothung then slowly began to shamble over towards Josh. It appeared slower now, but given its first demonstration of power, one would be wise to not underestimate how it could fight.
Or... on...
Prince... Or... on... Remember who you are...
What...? Who...? Oron looked down at the hand that carried Solaris. What was this feeling...? His grip began trembling. "... I... I... Very well... Just... Don't get yourselves hurt for my sake..." Oron looked off into the distance as the hoard of corrupted Kagarocs began to close in on the groups location. Oron then began to run off towards the swarm. Abruptly, 'Nothung' had vanished and the sword tried to impale itself on Oron from abuve... The winds gathered around Oron as he called out the power of Gale Runner, the speed at which he was running suddenly increasing immensely. Nothung had reappeared where the sword had stabbed down and it growled. "Aaah. How unfortunateeee... It then would turn towards Josh and Praxis and held out its sword towards them.
Oron, meanwhile, jumped high into the air with a large gust of wind beneath him, then he held his hand out and would then use Farore's Judgment, a large current of electricity suddenly firing out towards multiple corrupt Kagarocs and causing many of them to let out of a chorus of erratic 'trumpets' as they began to fall to the ground. More and more began to fly in on the group from the distance... Some other monsters on foot likely beginning to take notice of the disturbance as well. Oron gritted his teeth as he gracefully fell to the ground. Goddesses, those things are loud... Oron then rushed in further and was prepared to fight off more of the Kagarocs with his sword as they swooped down onto him from above... Whatever would the blessed stowaways do now.
As this went on... A faint glow began to emit from around Oron's right hand that held Solaris...