This is where the 'Nuyö-Dyavol Coalition' scene for Episode 11 of Season Two will be roleplayed. Please remember to follow the guidelines.
This is where the 'Nuyö-Dyavol Coalition' scene for Episode 11 of Season Two will be roleplayed. Please remember to follow the guidelines.
The burst of adrenaline from killing Dharma faded. Dasim watched as his men began to swarm towards Cicero. He wanted to join them, but he focused on the dragon first. Powehi moved swifter than his arrows could reach, but he kept firing.
As the battle continued and Cicero dispatched the combatants around him with clean sword strikes, his bodyguard began to even out the battlefield. Where once stood a squadron of soldiers, there were only a meager few belligerents left on Dasim's side. The commander knew he could easily deal with Volkov and Powehi, he unfortunately could not say the same about Cicero.
The demigod gritted his teeth as he prepared to swing again, before he felt a searing pain shoot through his fingers and up his right arm. He attempted to bring down his sword once more, though as it clattered to the ground and he was able to look at his hand, Cicero saw that where his appendage once stood, there was not much more than a mangled bit of flesh decorated with white-hot shrapnel.
He kicked off the ground again to escape the field, but all that came of that was feathers falling from the smoldering remains of his right wing. Dasim's men had subdued Volkov and the dragon, and begun to open fire on Cicero with Avilov's weaponry. The godling felt his helmet compress around his head as pellets peppered it, and he heard the metal begin to crack.
The final crack came not from a bullet, but an arrow. Cicero fell to the ground, unable to move. Dasim walked to him, crossbow still in hand, while the remaining warriors kept their distance. The commander knelt down to look upon the godling's partially exposed face.
Cicero, face smeared in blood and drenched in sweat, mustered a curse at Dasim, before his vision began to blur and his eyes became vacant.
Cicero awoke at a long table. It was wooden, and on its surface was a sprawling carving of a topographical map that held a nagging familiarity to him.
A pale man with vacant eyes stood before him. Cicero recognized his father instantly.
"This is our home, Cicero," he said, pointing at the mountains to the west of the map. "We live here because it is far away from the bad people. They live over there." He pointed towards the shining city in the north. "At the center of their home is where the biggest bad guy lives. Do you remember who that is?"
"Vita?"
"Close," Xeren smiled. "Vritra."
"Vee-tra," Cicero heard himself trying to pronounce the name.
"Can you tell me why he is bad? What did he do?"
"He made the people he didn't like work all the time."
"But they were freed, weren't they? Who freed them?"
"You did."
"Not alone. I helped them where I could, but many of them managed to free themselves with a little encouragement."
"Oh."
"Who leads the demon army?"
"Uh, I thought you did, but I thought you freed them. Do they lead themselves?"
Xeren chuckled. "Don't doubt yourself, you were right when you thought I lead them. Last question: who leads the demons if something happens to me?"
"I take your place."
"That's right."
Cicero's eyes began to lose focus, and slowly he returned to reality. He placed his intact hand on the end of Dasim's crossbow, and began to stand up.
"Surrender," the supreme commander ordered. "Surrender now and you can live. Don't make me do this."
Cicero fell to his knees again and he put his hand to the earth beneath him. With one motion, he flung the dirt into Dasim's eye and grabbed his sword once again.
A swift flick took the grime from his face. Dasim tightly clutched the crossbow. Cicero was still weak. He could kill the demigod with a well-placed shot to the head. Priceless seconds of opportunity as Dasim prepared to take the last shot.
Cicero swung the greatsword around his body and into Dasim's side as the bolt whizzed past his neck. He began to heave as he pushed the sword further.