Oh yeah, I just have to post this. This is my most favorite post I made in Chapter 7.
(Warning: Coarse language)Valos has just fired an attack at Laus he was charging for five or six posts, and the attack was just block. Xenai seeing this as being a crazy thing to do, jumps in front of him and starts yelling at him, after the blast has been fired.
Duilin, and the mages created a shield and the blade coming back to them smashed into the shield, causing all three of them to fly backwards. (It wasn't the sword that was blasted, it was just energy, the sword was used to shaped the energy and blast it.)
Valos looked at Xenai, with disgust. "Don't you dare talk to me like that, you ungrateful little shit! I know exactly what I'm doing!"
"Um, sir..." One of the mages said
"What!?" Valos snapped back, he was in a terrible mood.
"Um...it didn't work...sorry sir..." The mage flinched after saying that.
Valos' face turned red. "NOOO!!"
Duilin sighed. "Calm down, Valos. It's not the end of the world..."
"It might as fucking well be!!" Valos shouted. "Nothing we do works!" He then smashes his head down into his hands.
Rink finally catches up with the group. They have stopped moving. "Gee, good job Valos. That worked well."
"Shut the fuck up, you stupid imp!" Valos yelled. "I am not in the mood. Listen, I have just had almost my entire forces killed and a huge dark energy blade attack, just pissed back at me...."
"Geez, sorry." Rink snapped back. "Does anyone have any other ideas?"
"No, I am out of fucking ideas." Valos groans.
"Well, let's ask for Draven's help." Duilin suggested.
"Uhhgg...listen, he's trying all he can. I'll just have to report I have failed...There is no way to beat him. We've lost."
"Ooo, the great General Valos, gives up!" Rink laughed. "What an image for ya."
"Imp, you're pushing my nerves..." Valos then lies back on the air. His voice begins to calm down. "Aw, why don't we just fly into the island, and die fighting, we'll be more respected in death then in life...Unless somebody has a better idea..."
