Post by Azoth Icepeak on May 29, 2021 11:31:09 GMT -5
Thread's PL: 50,000 / Currently in True Form for a total of: 300,000
The planet of Arcose, too far had Azoth been gone, chasing for the remaining few steps of his journey towards this very moment. As the Freezing Horizon pierced the atmosphere of the planet and began the landing procedure in the usual spot that Azoth had bought for his ship, since the size of the thing did not exactly do well with last-minute reservation, the noble arcosian was reflecting on what was about to happen. This was the moment he had been waiting for these past months... there was no going back now, he was about to put his weakened force against Hibernal's own and either come out victorious... or most likely dead.
The young to-be monarch shook his head. He was going to win, there was no way around it. He stood up, looked through the glass of the front of his ship, to Kuriza city in the distance... technically, he had to take control of it for his claim to be official, and so did Hibernal. Hopefully, the general would not try under-handed tactics, like Azoth had refused to himself, and would face him head-on with his strongest fighters. Since Beowulf and Zuqetta were nowhere to be found, Azoth had to go in with Paladion and Pandora, and hopefully, Psilon would meet them there.
He took a deep breath, relaxed his shoulder, and walked through his whole ship, informing Paladion and Pandora with a quick message over his communication device, that would show up in their room and everywhere there was a screen on the ship.
We have arrived, the battle for the throne has begun. I am heading to the city, it is now time to show this world that its old, rusty elites are to be done with. Remember, protect the civilians, and fight only those who engage you. This is what we've been training for, the first step in our glorious odyssey. Be not afraid.
With that written down, the arcosian left the ship into the spaceport. The looks of the people were all locked on him, in their eyes, Azoth could see their hope. They had been inspired to believe that he could bring a better future for the planet, and even the universe as a whole. He smiled and looked up to the long road that would lead him to the capital.
Flexing his muscles, Azoth powered up, his aura flaring around with a power never seen in modern times on Arcose. His True From had reached a power of legend, and everyone who could sense energy on the planet could feel it, the arrival of one to challenge the throne.
This was also a signal, to all of Azoth's allies across the world, to prepare for the fighting, to evacuate large empty areas for the fight to proceed... and prepare for the potential soldiers, loyal to Hibernal, to wage war against them. All precaution of course, but it was necessary when fighting in this kind of conflict.
He looked back, presumably seeing Paladion and Pandora there... yeah, they would need some time to catch up after this whole ordeal... and then he looked back to the city.
'' Alright Hibernal, do your worst.''
He spoke to himself before leading the charge towards the city.
The planet of Arcose, too far had Azoth been gone, chasing for the remaining few steps of his journey towards this very moment. As the Freezing Horizon pierced the atmosphere of the planet and began the landing procedure in the usual spot that Azoth had bought for his ship, since the size of the thing did not exactly do well with last-minute reservation, the noble arcosian was reflecting on what was about to happen. This was the moment he had been waiting for these past months... there was no going back now, he was about to put his weakened force against Hibernal's own and either come out victorious... or most likely dead.
The young to-be monarch shook his head. He was going to win, there was no way around it. He stood up, looked through the glass of the front of his ship, to Kuriza city in the distance... technically, he had to take control of it for his claim to be official, and so did Hibernal. Hopefully, the general would not try under-handed tactics, like Azoth had refused to himself, and would face him head-on with his strongest fighters. Since Beowulf and Zuqetta were nowhere to be found, Azoth had to go in with Paladion and Pandora, and hopefully, Psilon would meet them there.
He took a deep breath, relaxed his shoulder, and walked through his whole ship, informing Paladion and Pandora with a quick message over his communication device, that would show up in their room and everywhere there was a screen on the ship.
We have arrived, the battle for the throne has begun. I am heading to the city, it is now time to show this world that its old, rusty elites are to be done with. Remember, protect the civilians, and fight only those who engage you. This is what we've been training for, the first step in our glorious odyssey. Be not afraid.
With that written down, the arcosian left the ship into the spaceport. The looks of the people were all locked on him, in their eyes, Azoth could see their hope. They had been inspired to believe that he could bring a better future for the planet, and even the universe as a whole. He smiled and looked up to the long road that would lead him to the capital.
Flexing his muscles, Azoth powered up, his aura flaring around with a power never seen in modern times on Arcose. His True From had reached a power of legend, and everyone who could sense energy on the planet could feel it, the arrival of one to challenge the throne.
This was also a signal, to all of Azoth's allies across the world, to prepare for the fighting, to evacuate large empty areas for the fight to proceed... and prepare for the potential soldiers, loyal to Hibernal, to wage war against them. All precaution of course, but it was necessary when fighting in this kind of conflict.
He looked back, presumably seeing Paladion and Pandora there... yeah, they would need some time to catch up after this whole ordeal... and then he looked back to the city.
'' Alright Hibernal, do your worst.''
He spoke to himself before leading the charge towards the city.