Dragonball M, Chapter 3: In Blood, Bone, and Ash! The Way Forward Unlocked!

[MrSandman]

The bladed tip fell, striking true as it imbedded itself through Ochazuke, imbedding swiftly into the stone as if he was not there.

In a matter of speaking, he wasn't, for shortly after his frame had been struck, his linger shape soon faded. An afterimage, though one far too solid for a mere trick of perception. The desired effect was achieved, however, and Ochazuke swiftly stole away with their Familiar guide used the Wolf's Prowl to amplify his speed and evade their pursuer. Morgan still held close in tow, he moved now toward the black gated tower of Ampador.

"The Queensguard still lingers, one wonders why they would strike out against those they were charged to protect." Rushing towards the tower in the distance, a streak of blood fell down the left side of his face, frigid where the northern air touched it. "He's swift...we'll have to nullify that advantage," he said, slowly spreading the field of his Battle Meditation, establishing his field of sense-awareness with Kyokushin Keihatsu and heightening his focus with Kei'i-Ken "Guide the way towards the Tomb."

Letting out a grunt, the Knight pulls his spear back into a ready stance. "Blasted beasts....is there no end..."

Turning hollow eyes in the direction of the remaining target in the room, Shochu, the knight lifts his spear and aims threateningly in his direction. "The foul stench of wyrm lay thick about you.....Come, let Lamorak put you in your place." Despite his offer, the knight was already flying towards him with lightning crackling at the tip of his spear.

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The sudden crack of thunder echo'd from behind as Ochazuke and Morgan sped away from combat and towards their destination. "Its the void poisoning.....I don't think he can't distinguish friend from foe....But..." Morgan looked back. "...That was Knight-Commander Lamorak......He is more then just a Queenguard. He is one of the Lords of Amdapor.......your friend could be in grave danger..."

The weight bearing down on the both of them was massive to say the least, and at this blind angle Zaofan could only feel the shifting girth that pressed them both hurtling down to their doom.

Flying against it won't work, and I can't push back unless I can brace myself...wait, that's it!

"BOOOOOO-JACK!"

With a puff of Capsule dust, the trusty katchin staff appeared in his hands! Grabbing one end with both hands as best as he could, glued to the back of his magical chair by mystical duvet and the horrid force of gravity, he point it in the only direction he could; straight downward!

Shooting down high above the rocks and ice, a projection of energy lanced out until it stuck into the ground. He's extended his reach severalfold over through augmenting it into a Valiantium Staff! Unlike the katchin he'd collected it into, however, his ki was a little more...flexible...and he found as he slowed his descent...it was beginning to lean downward under his weight as they all tipped forward.

The pole impacts with the ground and begins to tilt, slowing the three even as the bending pole built energy for what was to come....helped in no small way by the excessive weight of the knight bearing down on them.

Yet....weither by design or just plain stupid luck, Erosa elected to shift her weight just as the pole reached its limit and, in doing so, shifting and threw the knight to the side. Before he could even attempt a grab, the sudden loss of weight acted akin to releasing a spring....and both were sling shot forward in an arc that sailed them over the already fleeing Morgan/Ochazuke duo, across the remaining space between the ruins....and straight down towards the roof of the mountainside temple.

...and despite Erosas and Zaofans best attempt at an airbreak with what was available, the two could only succeed at breaking their momentum so much before hitting the roof, smashing through into a large chamber and taking the head off a large statue before impacting off the floor and skidding to halt.