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Well la de da, looks like the big bad Sky Knight is going to try and test her piddling, pathetic resistance to ice attacks against Geshp's mighty magic. That's not going to go over so well for her. Sure, she may have just beaten another demonic bruiser in Belselk, but there's a world of difference between even the strongest Quarter Knight under this "Mother"'s employ and a Greater Devil. Simple resistance is no match for overkill damage on Geshp's level, and Geshp's Freeze 4 will turn the "fearsome" sky knight into a succulent little divine popsicle in no time flat, just you watch. |
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Fenril specializes in slaughtering demon minons such as Geshp. Greater Devils aren't any scarier than the likes of Galf, who was sealed away so long ago by the power of her great sword Brunhild. Fenril's path to victory is simple and to the point- slice Geshp into bloody ribbons and withstand his offense. There's very few in Heavy who are better at withstanding punishment than the three Dragoons. And what evil lifeform can withstand the blessed power of Fenril's sword? Not a frail scrub like Geshp, who can't even beat the best of what someone like Bowie can offer up. |
SageAcrin Fenril's not stupid. Geshp's record is terrible, but his raw power is undeniable. Therefore, he must have some incredible weakness! A key point at which to strike, something he can never handle under any circumstances! This was what Fenril searched for. And so, she talked to several of the people that had defeated his mighty powers before... --- "...this can't possibly be the right arena." Geshp noted, as he stared blankly at his opponent. "Of course it is. Only a fool would be willing to keep their dignity and be defeated. I have channeled as much youthful spirit as you possibly can! Like, totally!" A Fenril in a chainmail bikini, with stringy teeny-bopper hair and a wad of bubble gum in her mouth declared solemnly. "Combined with my Dragon power thingies, I have the abilities of over half those people that beat you, like ohmygawd it's so awesome!" "...where the hell do these rumors get started. I'm not afraid of the young." Geshp sighed, shaking his head. "I'm afraid of that." He pointed up without looking, with a deep sigh. As Orbitting Space Station Zulan decended rapidly towards his noggin'. Geshp's afraid of his spectacularly bad luck, not any force of man. Meanwhile, Fenril just had the spectacularly bad judgement of looking like a dumb, slutty blonde in the Duelling League. She can't even get to the grocery store now without killing a few dozen perverts. Geshp: 10 |
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