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Post by Maxsuz Argin on May 23, 2024 12:24:20 GMT -5
The Inner Circle Gathering
The Orchestra grew ever stronger by the day, yet it still was in a pace the Maestro was unsatisfied with. He had amassed a sizeable number of apprentices to guide and puppeteer through the last couple of months, but their powers individually left much to be desired as they were now. Flute, Harp, Organ and Violin, none of them possessed what it took to fight with Maxsuz side by side in any regard. For now, they were simple pawns. However, he would change that reality quickly.
The Battle Island remnants, deep within the north sea, would be the place for the first meeting of the Argin and all his apprentices. It was a mostly deserted section of the planet, and thus an appropriate location to do some training, without raising a fuzz or causing some kind of comotion. After all, the Orchestra needed to keep itself hidden for the time being, or threaten being destroyed before it can even accomplish anything. Upon arriving, the himônus landed on the top of a ruined tower, which had its tip just above the surface.
He looked around the region with arms closed, how barely anything at that point had not yet been swallowed by the waves. The swordsman let out a smirk and slowly stretched his hands to the sides, finger aiming down. From the tip of that ruined tower flowed down a pulse dark red árula that disappeared into the depths of the sea. With slight tilt of his palms up, the Maestro summoned something from below.
A thunderous sound of rumbling and trembling echoed from the sea bed up to the surface, and in what felt like instants, the tower where Maxsuz was standing on began to rise from the waves. In only a couple of seconds, a vast majority of the old and submerged Battle Island emerged from the deep, all being outlined by the dark árula the Argin had released. Most buildings had been reclaimed by nature, full of seaweeds, coral and crustaceans living within and around their walls, and some had crumbled and been corroded by time and water pressure.
The entire structure had been lifted to the surface by Maxsuz, who used his Vynero technique to control it. The stage for his training drill was set. Now, he would wait for all his pupils to arrive so they could begin the exercise, crossing his arms back and standing still atop the tower.
The Battle Island remnants, deep within the north sea, would be the place for the first meeting of the Argin and all his apprentices. It was a mostly deserted section of the planet, and thus an appropriate location to do some training, without raising a fuzz or causing some kind of comotion. After all, the Orchestra needed to keep itself hidden for the time being, or threaten being destroyed before it can even accomplish anything. Upon arriving, the himônus landed on the top of a ruined tower, which had its tip just above the surface.
He looked around the region with arms closed, how barely anything at that point had not yet been swallowed by the waves. The swordsman let out a smirk and slowly stretched his hands to the sides, finger aiming down. From the tip of that ruined tower flowed down a pulse dark red árula that disappeared into the depths of the sea. With slight tilt of his palms up, the Maestro summoned something from below.
A thunderous sound of rumbling and trembling echoed from the sea bed up to the surface, and in what felt like instants, the tower where Maxsuz was standing on began to rise from the waves. In only a couple of seconds, a vast majority of the old and submerged Battle Island emerged from the deep, all being outlined by the dark árula the Argin had released. Most buildings had been reclaimed by nature, full of seaweeds, coral and crustaceans living within and around their walls, and some had crumbled and been corroded by time and water pressure.
The entire structure had been lifted to the surface by Maxsuz, who used his Vynero technique to control it. The stage for his training drill was set. Now, he would wait for all his pupils to arrive so they could begin the exercise, crossing his arms back and standing still atop the tower.
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Base Stats
| Stats | Traits | Sparkings ▰ | Items |
| ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250% | Extraterrestrial ▰▰ | Frenzy | Hetap ▰ |
| ▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP | Durability ▰ | Fenoraga | Senzu Bean ▰ |
| ▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP | Out of This World | ||
| 150.500 PL | Tenacious ▰ | ||
| Normal | Trump Card ▰ |
