Let No Soul Hunger For Justice: Suddenly... Demons!

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Anders, Adelaide, Bethany, Hermione, Ingrid, Jamie, Kaisa, Kirk, Nathaniel, Solas
WHAT: Binding a spirit has to go better than anything else has.
WHEN: TJustinian 5th
WHERE: Location
NOTES: Plotting post is here, warning for violence, there will be no tag order.

The atmosphere as they head out this time is a little more tense, but they're headed for the same place because the chance that it's some sort of cursed location would be far too convenient excuse and therefore it's been entirely dismissed.

At least the day isn't too chilly. Relatively speaking. For the mountains in the south.

Comments

[wontforgetyou]

As the wave of energy washes over Jamie, his whole expression shifts, the determination shifting and melting into a wide-eyed sort of fright. For a moment he wants nothing more than to run, find the nearest person and cling onto them until the feeling passes - but with a sword already in motion what he gets instead is the feeling as he instinctively tries to twist away and the blade slices through air rather than the flesh of the demon. The momentum carries him past his demon, and he has to try and scramble to recover his footing, but he catches himself and tries to turn and put himself back into the fight.

Fear still has him in its grip, though, and rather than rush back in with the sword he stays where he is, one hand held up in a warding off gesture. As the demon heads towards him, the shard in his hand responds instead, an unconscious response that sends beams of energy toward his opponent. The reaction is unfocused, lacking any real finesse, and what it hits remains to be seen.

[pinprick]

An arrow loosed from a powerful longbow flies at the shade attacking Kirk. Two seconds later, another is loosed toward the shade antagonizing Jamie. He has to focus on keeping the field as clear as possible, fear sharpening his senses, buying time for the mages to fix this.

[sunshinethroughgrey]

"Back!"

Bethany commands, calling for a brief retreat, but only so she can swing her arm in a wide sweep, sending a cascade of ice across the demons. Twirling her staff back in place, she calls over her shoulder to Adelaide, and to Solas.

"That will hold them, but not for long! What should we try next?"

[justice_is_blond]

These are not the brightest of demons, which means even the wounded are pressing close... and it's one of the previously-on-fire wraiths that gets in the way of Kirk's hasty swing of the sword and collapses into glittering dust. The next-closest, a lesser shade, barely has time to shriek and rear up before Nate's first arrow takes it out, and Kirk is no longer so closely pressed.

He, and others, and the demons, might be shocked for a moment as Jamie does something that illuminates the whole of the clearing, absolutely obliterating two demons, one behind the other. Nothing remains of them, and there's a pause of hesitation despite their bloodthirst - pause enough for another arrow to fly and fell a shade, and ice to spray and slow the remaining few.

The demons' numbers have been drastically cut, and even their strongest is still held by paralysis. Rage tries to break free and still cannot manage, and the last three wraiths aren't moving quickly to truly be a threat. Yet.

[ingrid_kief]

"Allow me."

Mustering all her faith, calling on the Maker from the depths of her heart and soul, Ingrid calls forth a pillar of holy light from the heavens to smite the demons.

[fleurdesel]

The flickering glare of whatever it is Jamie does- however it is it works startles Adelaide from her focused renewal of everyone's barriers- the flaring glow of Ingrid's smite wrings out a reflexive flinch but does call her to action. Frost gathers at her fingers and forms in a long, needle like shaft. "We kill them and try to free Anders."

Easy enough. A thought, a gesture and that spear is snapped through the air at the Rage demon- precise and certain in its path.

[pinprick]

One more arrow flies toward the rage demon, to where the ice spells have chilled it most. It strikes with shattering precision and bites deep.

[justice_is_blond]

The wraiths don't stand a chance. Weak to start with, hit by ice from Bethany, they crumble in the light from Ingrid's pillar, leaving merely the Rage demon standing as it strains to creep forward. It has yet to give up, though. Rage never abates -- but it can become brittle from an ice spear that strikes true, and between smite and yet another arrow it howls and falls to the ground, crumbling.

For a brief moment, the field is clear.