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Agrias Oaks (Final Fantasy Tactics) |
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With a glittering blade and a dashing profile, Agrias prepares to go where the knights of Lycia fear to tred and dispatch yet another vile foe this week. Her opponent's dark sorcery will, of course, be powerless in the face of Agrias's speed and sword. The question is merely whether Nergal will surrender to the bade-wielding damsel's charms outright, or submit himself to the indignity of being lapped with repeated Holy Explosions he can neither defend against nor counter. As for her part - well, Agrias will be more than happy to dish out divine righteousness in quantity, as well as remove a Pherean scoundrel from the season and secure for herself a well-deserved berth in the Middle quarterfinals. |
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Nergal's opponent this week is exactly what he dreads - a shining knight of holy justice, the same kind of do-gooder that laid him to waste in Fire Emblem. But all that means is he's even more determined to fight to the bitter end. Besides his pride, the quintessence of such a powerful defender of justice would be an excellent material from which to create yet more soulless morphs. And while Agrias is expert with a sword, Nergal's weapons in this epic battle between good and evil are his ancient wisdom, the dreaded tome Ereshkigal and an almost unparalleled knowledge of forbidden magic. Not even the shiniest of armors can save Agrias's soul from being devoured by the darkness! |
Tide "Young lady, you best surrender. You do not comprehend the power that you are about to face" Agrias said nothing as she drew her sword from its sheath and positioned herself. Nergal cackled and smirked, "You still wish to challenge me? Fine. Let me give you a taste of my power". And with that, the Dark Druid began chanting his powerful spell. But just as he was harnessing the energy to unleash it, he felt a surge of pain overwhelm him. "Heaven's wish to destroy all minds! Holy Explosion!" The Dark Druid could feel the searing light tear through his flesh. However, he did not falter. "How foolish of you to think I would be beaten by such a feeble attack". In return, he unleashed his Ershkigal spell towards the Holy Knight. This would be it. Once the spell ended, the match would be his. His glee turned to shock as Agrias darted right out of its range. "Curse you, Holy Knight!", Nergal shouted as he attempted to give chase. But it was no good. He just couldn't move all that quickly thanks to his robes. And while Agrias was wearing armor, she certainly wasn't tripping over herself. Nergal continued to give chase and ran towards her even as she turned around. The Holy Knight gave him a smile as she noted the distance between them, "I comprehend your attacks far too well, Dark Druid". And with that, she raised her sword one more time and struck downward as the light tore through him once more, reducing his body to a crumpled heap. Agrias took her sword and placed it back in its scabbard, "And for that, you were far too predictable". Agrias Oaks: 84 |
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