Originally posted by JacopeX
Donny gets up, as if he was just shoved away. He did not feel the pain that Cain intended at all...He just got up and teleported in vast areas that had him facing Cain with every appearance he made, he unleashed the lightning attack. As they were headed to a dirrection above Cain, he catches the distracted Cain off guard and finally appears below Cain, kicking him upward in the chin and send ing him up into the collision. Donny rolled away and teleported above the destruction as he descended heavily into Cain with a stomp on Cain. Donny flips back and lands on his feet.Donny pulls out his magnum and continued blasting away at Cain, experimenting the weapon.
Cain had been pounded thoroughly into the earth, but that was ok. For Cain, this was merely a new strategy. He calls on the earth, completely covering himself with rock. He looked like the huge earth golems that shambled around the canyons of his home world. The magnums bullets simply bounded off the armour, and Cain teleported, rock and everything, behind Donny and began hitting him with his earthly fists, causing far more damage than his normal h2h attacks.
Originally posted by The Scenario
Jerixil laughed at the monster's question. Of course he was in control. The summoner's will had faltered for just enough time for the demon to wrest it away from him. Balan's body obeyed Jerixil now. Though the Binding contract prevented him from harming the summoner, Sinistar had done quite the job for him. Balan's fear and pain nourished Jerixil, granting him strength for as long as the screaming lasted. As the monster closed its jaws, for the barest instant Jerixil caught them, standing within Sinistar's mouth as he looked into the abyss within. The metal was physical to Jerixil, indicating its immortality. Would such a creature have an internal weakpoint? With no time wasted, Jerixil commanded Balan to act. It was unfortunate that this might jar the summoner back to his senses, but such an opportunity would not come again. The space within Sinistar's mouth warped and tore, opening a doorway to Balan's preferred plane of fire. The flames lashed out of the tear, licking up all they could as they were drawn outward. With an expendeture of effort that let Sinistar's jaws close further, Jerixil breathed upon those flames and fanned them, infusing them with his will. The portal erupted with Sinfire, throwing it down Sinistar's throat at the same time Jerixil's strength finally fell in the face of the monster's wrath. Jerixil leaped to escape, but not before the crushing power caused one of his arms to apparently explode under the pressure. It hung limply at his side before burning itself to oblivion. In it's place the arm Balan hung instead, completely unharmed, though it shook wildly. With an annoyed look, Jerixil pushed the arm back into his body. The destroyed limb was not important, but Jerixil's strength was failing. Was the summoner truly returning to himself so quickly?
This supernatural fire was becoming bothersome. Sinistar, retaining it's giant mouth of a body, was involuntarily breathing in the flames, causing more internal pain. But Sinistar realized something. As it could manipulate the fires of the volcano in it's last match, so too it would be likely that it could control these flames as well. The giant mouth grinned at Balan and then suddenly, it spat the fires back at him. At the same time, the face became smaller and smaller, twisting and turning until it resembled a flamethrower, hovering in the air.
This concentrated the fires so that they would be unbearable on contact. This of course was hurting Sinistar as well, but pain was irrelevant. What was more important was the fact the the flames were slowly destroying it's body. The fires were stopped, and the flamthrower turned into a missile, which flew a distance away, in slow circles, as if taunting Balan.