by Gee-chan » Sun Jun 08, 2008 2:40 pm
OOC: Ok, lets get this going again. Yes, Cronus does seem far more powerful than the others here but she has the energies of the Garnet Orb and Pluto's staff here as well.
Cronus held the staves wide, her summoned swarm pulling harder and harder on every part of the changed girl's body. Suddenly there was a hideous tearing crack and an earsplitting scream of agony as the draconic's dark right wing was torn off and carried away, only to be torn apart by the writhing jungle of bone. Her tail stretched and tore as it too was torn off, followed by the left arm and lower right leg. A pool of thick black liquid began to gather around the dead jungle as Deathroa's wound bled and her severed limbs were torn apart.
Cronus let go of the staves, leaving them floating in the air and held her arm out as if grabbing something. As soon as she did a single larger arm rose, holding the dragon by the throat and raising her with it as the other bones managed to take her remaining hand and pulled her left leg out of it's socket.
The remains of Deathroa were a pitiful sight. A wrecked torso, almost hanging open, bloody stumps, a limp leg and a tattered wing hanging on while her bleeding head cried out in suffering. In one cold movement Cronus closed her grip and all the screaming stopped as the girl's throat was crushed and her neck snapped. The large arm crumbled to dust, dropping the limp body back into the fray to be engulfed by the clawing masses. When the bustle of activity ended and the swarm sank back into the ground, all that was left was a black scar on the ground and a pale grey ball of energy, hanging in the air.
As soon as the hands vanished, Cronus crumpled to the ground, the two staves and the Garnet Orb falling with her.
"Such power" said Pluto, "She fights in such a different way than the last Cronus."
I'm looking at the world through a Jaffa-cake filling.....
Let the loli's hit the floor.....
Things to do before you die: Number 57: Lunge wildly at The Pope!