Re: A Chance of Cold
Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2024 6:39 pm
Of all the days he planned to undertake a project, lo and behold, here Lykos was stifling the movement of a massive beast sent from the Void. Not that he would've been able to do this alone, of course, even if he were at the height of his divine powers as they were. The combination of magic used to slow the great beast appeared to be working though, and the decreasing temperatures within the sky above the citadel were also an additional boon to consider. The counteractive measures that Phocion had set in place appeared to be coming together, and, while the Voidspawn seemed intent to halt and further question the advance; the Lupine Demigod himself took to further act on this rather opportune moment.
The Vigil himself made it clear that he wanted this beast contained somehow, kept from doing any further damage than it would've initially inflicted, while also keeping from retreating back into the Void if at all possible. Lykos was not sure if or how he might achieve this, but, something in him knew to believe it possible and... even within the scope of his power. As recovered as he was, he understood the risk of pushing himself to such extremes, but Lykos felt with full confidence that he'd be able to help everyone here accomplish what their shared goal was for the day.
As rays of the aurora danced and emanated from his body where he stood, the Nimbus which crowned him flared with vibrance in response to his intent. The ice that surged outward from his foot raked across the surface of the desert surged upward, jutting into spikes that pillared ever upward at an angle to increase in mass and coverage. The torrential rain that battered the great beast immediately caused it to freeze on contact, while seemingly avoiding the present assessors to keep from drenching them with freezing water. The conditions were far too perfect for him now, even if the sand might've challenged the consistency of his ice earlier. Now pillars of ice and sand coated the lower half of the Voidspawn's body, while the contours of the upper body were coated with a sheen of ice.
Now's our chance. To contain this beast and allow his comrades to perform whatever other stunts they had in mind. Whether they planned on relocating the beast or not, he cared little, for its very presence threatened one of his pack mates and Lykos wasn't going to stand for it. During his continued effort to slow the beast with his freezing ice, the silhouette of Lykos could be seen reaching into his pocket. He pulled from it the superior aetherite shard from earlier, as sparks of aether cackled from his left shoulder where the Negation rune flared erratically. Lykos did not fully anticipate what came next when he attempted this, only that he'd certainly feel the consequences immediately after the effects took place.
"You're gonna regret the day you came after her!" He growled with his left hand clenched tight over the aetherite shard, its luminescence intensifying the moment he reached out with his right hand. With a tinge of silver highlighting the intense blue shining of his eyes, the lupine demigod gazed intently at the colossal beast before him. Containing it within a single stone felt nigh impossible right now, and yet, there was another method of approach that dawned on the wolf's mind. Thus the sands surrounding him responded in the manner that a ripple would across water, before more of the northern lights danced across the surface of his ice.
A cacophony of sharp glass crunching then filled the area surrounding the beast, while his Negation rune responded with an intense output of aether charged by the aetherite he'd held. The rune itself vibrated throughout his flesh, his core, and deeper into the very being of his soul from where he stood. Lykos felt as if the world suddenly grew silent in his focus, while he assessed the immense aura that the mere presence of this creature gave off. It was almost a perfect time to attempt it, however, the demigod knew his powers of purification would not work on this beast. Not when he had little to no time to fine-tune the process of attempt. Therefore...
He'd opted for the finality that would be its containment. The shard would not be powerful enough to become the beast's prison, however, it had strength enough to be the foci for the trap he created. As the glowering ice surrounding the beast responded to his whim, pillars began to rise out from the sheets at both sides of the beast. Six of them each glistening with the lights of his aurora, and etched with the same divine symbol that rested in the crown of his Nimbus. Finally, as they reached their zenith match the towering Voidsent's form, aetherial lights lanced out from their peaks to wreath their way onto the beast. As these lights speared into the creature the tendrils themselves coiled and intertwined, weaving together heavy aetheric chains that soon froze upon solidifying.
As the seal he created upon the creature was made, the light of the aetherite shard quickly burned out in his hand, the crystal itself disintegrating into dust while the northern lights themselves started to wane. The pillars of ice that anchored the chains no longer glowed, however, the crest which resembled his divine powers remained etched within them. While that transpired the weather itself slowed to a softer downpour compared to earlier, as snowflakes continued to powder from the cloud-filled sky over the Arx Rubrum Petram. A fleeting taste of what the North usually experienced, nonetheless, the sight of the northern lights overhead soon met with the brilliance of the shining Sceptre that burned over Solunarium.
Lykos on the other hand felt the residual burning sensation that originated from his left upper arm. As the glow of his divinity waned somewhat, the Nimbus which crowned him remained present for the time being, while he took a moment to inspect the changes that took root in his being. The rune itself had changed completely in correspondence to the magic he'd just used, as Lykos could no longer see the original shape that rested on the deltoid of his left arm. Instead, rays of cerulean danced up and down his arm, tracing across his skin just like the lights that crowned the sky above.
The Vigil himself made it clear that he wanted this beast contained somehow, kept from doing any further damage than it would've initially inflicted, while also keeping from retreating back into the Void if at all possible. Lykos was not sure if or how he might achieve this, but, something in him knew to believe it possible and... even within the scope of his power. As recovered as he was, he understood the risk of pushing himself to such extremes, but Lykos felt with full confidence that he'd be able to help everyone here accomplish what their shared goal was for the day.
As rays of the aurora danced and emanated from his body where he stood, the Nimbus which crowned him flared with vibrance in response to his intent. The ice that surged outward from his foot raked across the surface of the desert surged upward, jutting into spikes that pillared ever upward at an angle to increase in mass and coverage. The torrential rain that battered the great beast immediately caused it to freeze on contact, while seemingly avoiding the present assessors to keep from drenching them with freezing water. The conditions were far too perfect for him now, even if the sand might've challenged the consistency of his ice earlier. Now pillars of ice and sand coated the lower half of the Voidspawn's body, while the contours of the upper body were coated with a sheen of ice.
Now's our chance. To contain this beast and allow his comrades to perform whatever other stunts they had in mind. Whether they planned on relocating the beast or not, he cared little, for its very presence threatened one of his pack mates and Lykos wasn't going to stand for it. During his continued effort to slow the beast with his freezing ice, the silhouette of Lykos could be seen reaching into his pocket. He pulled from it the superior aetherite shard from earlier, as sparks of aether cackled from his left shoulder where the Negation rune flared erratically. Lykos did not fully anticipate what came next when he attempted this, only that he'd certainly feel the consequences immediately after the effects took place.
"You're gonna regret the day you came after her!" He growled with his left hand clenched tight over the aetherite shard, its luminescence intensifying the moment he reached out with his right hand. With a tinge of silver highlighting the intense blue shining of his eyes, the lupine demigod gazed intently at the colossal beast before him. Containing it within a single stone felt nigh impossible right now, and yet, there was another method of approach that dawned on the wolf's mind. Thus the sands surrounding him responded in the manner that a ripple would across water, before more of the northern lights danced across the surface of his ice.
A cacophony of sharp glass crunching then filled the area surrounding the beast, while his Negation rune responded with an intense output of aether charged by the aetherite he'd held. The rune itself vibrated throughout his flesh, his core, and deeper into the very being of his soul from where he stood. Lykos felt as if the world suddenly grew silent in his focus, while he assessed the immense aura that the mere presence of this creature gave off. It was almost a perfect time to attempt it, however, the demigod knew his powers of purification would not work on this beast. Not when he had little to no time to fine-tune the process of attempt. Therefore...
He'd opted for the finality that would be its containment. The shard would not be powerful enough to become the beast's prison, however, it had strength enough to be the foci for the trap he created. As the glowering ice surrounding the beast responded to his whim, pillars began to rise out from the sheets at both sides of the beast. Six of them each glistening with the lights of his aurora, and etched with the same divine symbol that rested in the crown of his Nimbus. Finally, as they reached their zenith match the towering Voidsent's form, aetherial lights lanced out from their peaks to wreath their way onto the beast. As these lights speared into the creature the tendrils themselves coiled and intertwined, weaving together heavy aetheric chains that soon froze upon solidifying.
As the seal he created upon the creature was made, the light of the aetherite shard quickly burned out in his hand, the crystal itself disintegrating into dust while the northern lights themselves started to wane. The pillars of ice that anchored the chains no longer glowed, however, the crest which resembled his divine powers remained etched within them. While that transpired the weather itself slowed to a softer downpour compared to earlier, as snowflakes continued to powder from the cloud-filled sky over the Arx Rubrum Petram. A fleeting taste of what the North usually experienced, nonetheless, the sight of the northern lights overhead soon met with the brilliance of the shining Sceptre that burned over Solunarium.
Lykos on the other hand felt the residual burning sensation that originated from his left upper arm. As the glow of his divinity waned somewhat, the Nimbus which crowned him remained present for the time being, while he took a moment to inspect the changes that took root in his being. The rune itself had changed completely in correspondence to the magic he'd just used, as Lykos could no longer see the original shape that rested on the deltoid of his left arm. Instead, rays of cerulean danced up and down his arm, tracing across his skin just like the lights that crowned the sky above.
