CP:7
Build:3330
Lv 1:905
Lv 2:480
Lv 3:150
(x3)(Counterattack)(Paradoxic Wand)(Pinpoint Needles)
The Dragon inhales as the Light grows intense and becomes blinding. When Xorm(
@KitRougard) opens their eyes again, it is not at the Outpost where they stand with the Paradox.
In a Hall of Polished Ceramic Tiles and Golden Arches, The Paradoxical Dragon stands before Xorm.
But he looks different, perhaps a slightly different hue of Green, a different arrangement of horns and spikes.
"
Howdy."
"
Nice to see you here. Well, maybe not."
"
Well, let's cut to business, shall we??"
He immediately attacks Xorm with a barrage of bones and lasers, forming intricate patterns at light speed that trap Xorm in near-inescapable patterns. With each strike, an echo of the pain of Xorm's Soul-breaking attack on Paradox is felt.
The Dragon then ends their attack and creates waves of fireballs and crystal shards that home in onto Xorm, darting between Dimensions and sewing shut loopholes as they hit Xorm. Like all attacks, they each have a physical and soul component.
Meanwhile….in the past(this is the unaccounted action, not this turns 3 actions)
The Dragon takes the attack of Kama head-on, letting blood flow through the valley.
"
Heh."
Taking into account the Paradox of his last action being unaccounted for, this Paradox performs a rubber-banding move. Taking advantage of the shock from Kama of him just taking the attack to immediately lag-teleport behind her for a final blow in case the last one didn't work.
"
Sorry, again."
Back in the Judgement Hall…
The Dragon of Judgement reverses course, attacking Xorm from behind and the sides with tangerine coloured blades and cyan coloured knives as periodically, homing projectiles of Paradoxical Lasers attempt to strike Xorm.
The Dragon mutters under their breath as they prepare another set of attacks, dodging Xorm's Bullets and brutal attacks with elegance and twitching the Wand like a Conductor's Baton.
The Wound is reflected onto his form and he is now bleeding.
He smiles.
Invoking the power of Knock, he converts the opening of the self to the opening of Doors, opening gateways to imagination and dimensions. Invoking the Mother of Ants, he turns the wound into a new power source as he turns it into a form of Desperation move, despite him being above 50% HP and such.
Now as he attacks, other Shard of Paradoxes and other Judges enter the fray.
A sudden darkening as a Shard of Darkness takes hold of Xorm's Heart and squeezes it for good measure while blinding them to further attacks.
"
Some may say that this is unfair. They are right, but vindication is a powerful force"
Another flux, and within a pair of time stops, a Road Roller and a barrage of a few hundred knives converted from temporal paradoxes and moonsilver strike down Xorm.
Another flux, and the Dragon grins.
Invoking the Aspect of Breath, he converts his attacks to even bigger waves of fireballs, icicles, crystal shards, blades and bones.
Invoking the Aspect of Blood, he traps Xorm in a whirling cage of chains that bind them to a singular place, time and dimension.
Invoking the Aspect of Space, he rends space and teleports away from Xorm's attack while teleporting them into attacks deliberately.
Invoking the Aspect of Time, he cuts time out of the battle to recover and rest while at the same time forcing time skips onto Xorm to mess them up while changing patterns.
The Paradoxical Dragon than prepares his Final Attack.
Meanwhile…
The Dragon at the Outpost proceeds to collect the Core Crystal of Kama and waits for the signal. He Orders his Drone to head to the new area and using its amazing Scouting abilities, scout out all the areas it can safely reach and not get immediately shot/incinerated/Blasted/EMPed etc.
Back in the Hall…
The Judge prepares his statement and brings down the hammer onto the gavel.
Invoking the nature of colours and souls, he takes up seven hovering blades of Colour, made out of Seven Pinpoint Needles and throws them up into the air with a mental effort.
Up high in the air, the swords multiply into a barrage that blocks light from the incredibly high ceiling.
The Bell tolls eight times.
The first for Patience, as Blades of Cyan rain down from up high, striking down with a graceful serenity that makes it difficult to avoid attacks as the blades wait upon each other to perform coordinated attacks that defy the imagination. They render Xorm's Soul Cyan, and summon Ice Fields where they hit the Ground, making Xorm slip and fall as the Soul slides on solid ground and is caught by Ice while the Body...is the opposite. Another Paradox.
The second is for Bravery, as Blades of Orange rain down from the ceiling, striking down with such speed and ferocity, their edges thirsting for blood as they strike and home in onto Xorm to fulfill their task. They render Xorm's Soul Orange and summon explosions when they hit the ground, causing a minefield of care needed as Xorm becomes overfilled with energy, unable to stop and think about where to go to avoid the raining bombs and blades.
The third is for Integrity, as blades of Blue rain down from the Heavens, striking down with the balance of a ballet dancer and the surety of absolute self-confidence. They strike and poison Xorm with their doubts and disquiet. Plaguing them with uncertainty. They render Xorm's Soul Blue, which forces it to obey Gravity. Each time they strike the floor, the subjective gravity of Xorm changes, causing them to smack into walls, ceilings and floors as they do so.
The fourth is for Perseverance, as blades of Purple rain down from space, striking down over and over and over again, lifting themselves back up just to strike down again in an attempt to hit Xorm. They render Xorm's Soul Purple, binding it to the purple threads attached to the ends of the blades as they lift and strike down again, causing Xorm to get jerked about and go where they probably don't wish to be, getting struck down by blades in an unceasing storm.
The fifth is for Kindness, as the blades of Green form shields about themselves as they rain down from the Vast Above, encased in blunted shells of Green. Although they lack the sharp edge of the others, purposefully blunt they are, they still strike with solid blows and hits. They strike the floor and reverse the damage done to it, and healing up the Dragon from the accepted Wound as they drain energy from Xorm with their myriad strikes and hits as they turn Xorm's Soul Green, granting them a shield, but also a myriad of spears that seek to skew them.
The sixth is for Justice, as blades of Yellow rain down from the Judgement Hall's Ceiling. They strike down, summoning even more swords of translucent yellow as they strike down to render back damage done from the previous attack. With each strike on the Earth, bullets spew out from the cracks that seek out Xorm, bullets that seek to lodge themselves into their Soul for even more damage. They turn Xorm's Soul Yellow, allowing Xorm to shoot Bullets, but rendering them stuck on the floor, which, in addition to the bullet geysers, is a bad Time.
The Seventh is for Determination, as blades of Red rain down from all sides. They gleam with glee as they cut away at Time and Space, hiding in subdimensions, in the past and the future to strike at Xorm where they least expected it. From inside them if necessary. The Blades never strike the floor, for each them they would do, they create a Paradox that makes Xorm to be at the place where they strike instead, forcing Xorm to always be the target of the Sword Strikes.
The Eight, and final, toll of the Bell is for Hope, as all the blades of all colours rain down in a final smash, blending their colours until a pure white emerges. From all the blades, all their abilities combined, Xorm is hit by all the blades and Judged. Found wanting, they is then tossed back out as they are struck in all their weak points. Thus, they are expelled from the Hall, much hurting and back out to the Outpost.
