Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Bad Guy Beatdown Round 7 Results

“Lady Diabolyn!” Dweedle cried as he ran through the castle.  “Lady Diabolyn!”
“What is it, you little cretin?”  Lady Diabolyn sat on her throne with a bored look on her face, resting her chin in her hand.  Before her interruption, she was ruing her defat at the hands of the child Princess Sara and her pet, Wildfire.  It felt like a more productive option than listening to her goon, but she humored him.  
“There’s a wizard in the land!” Dweedle said, pointing about the room as if she could see whoever he was blathering about from where she sat.  
She scoffed.    “There are many wizards in Dar-Shan,” she said, going back to her boredom.
Dweedle’s enthusiasm dropped a tick, the short furry goon slumping his shoulders.  He tapped his chin with a stubby finger.  “But he’s searching for you.  Word is he wants to help you with a related problem.”
“I have all the help I need with the Specters,” she said, and grunted.  “Not that they’re much help either.”  A stiff wind brew through her throne room which caused her to scowl as if someone had insulted her.  “You heard me,” she said under her breath.
The urn sitting next to her throne rattled with another gust of air.  Dweedle cowered from it on the opposite side of her.
Lady Diabolyn bolted out of her chair.  “Maybe it is time I look for some outside assistance.  It’s not as if I’m bound to the Specters.  Dweedle, find this wayward wizard and bring him to me.”
Dweedle scurried out of the room, relieved to no longer be in the presence of the angry spirits that had turned him from human into the creature he was today.  
A dark cloud of smoke seeped from the urn behind Lady Diabolyn as she plotted.  The smoke swirled together, creating a slow vortex of smoke.  From out of the putrid air, the faces of a buzzard, snake, and wolf emerged, each of them with glowing red eyes.  “Be cautious,” the wolf hissed.  “We know of the mage you spoke of,” said the buzzard.  “He is extremely powerful and cannot be trusted,” the snake added.
Lady Diabolyn laughed.  “Don’t tell me you’re afraid of him,” she said, turning to her evil benefactors.  “I’ll use him to get rid of Princess Sara and when Dar-Shan is mine, maybe I’ll convince him to free you completely from that prison you’re in.”
She glanced out the window and saw someone approach on a black stead.  Judging by the look of the rider, it could only be the wizard Dweedle spoke of: the dark black cloak and red hood were the typical attire of magicians – it was similar to her own regal outfit – but the single horn on the side of his head was a nice touch.  And did he not have a nose?  An interesting look, even if it goes a bit too far for an evil-doer.
She hurried down the stairs from her throne room to meet her visitor as Dweedle lead him into the castle’s foyer.  “Lady Diabolyn,” Dweedle announced, “I present to you…”
“Venger,” the wizard said before dismounting his horse.
“Welcome to my home,” Diabolyn said demurely.  It’s never too soon to start any sort of seduction. “My servant tells me you have a problem similar to one of my own.  Something we could work together to resolve?”
Venger’s expression bordered contempt.  “Children.  Visitors from another world are causing me grief in mine.  I seek a merger of power to reject them from my lands so I can rule unchallenged.”
“Oh, then we do have the same problem!” Diabolyn said, taking another few steps towards Venger.  “A child who lives on Earth and makes frequent trips here just to block my path to the crown.”
Venger sneered. “Earth? The home of my own trouble.”
Lady Diabolyn smirked.  “Then it’s settled, we’ll work together to expel both our rivals.”
“You and I?” Venger asked, looking down at the witch. “I seek no union with you.”
“But I was told you wanted to work together!”
He brushed by her to the stairwell to Diabolyn’s throne room.  “I want the power of the Specters of Darkness, which you so happen to possess.”
“No, you can’t,” she shouted, running up the stairs to bar his path.  “I won’t let you take them from me.”
“You’ll have no choice.”  He held his hand open to Lady Diabolyn and a bolt of fire erupted from his palm.  The ball of flame streaked towards Lady Diabolyn, but she was pushed out of its way at the last moment by Dweedle.  The fire struck him in the side, throwing him against the wall.  He slumped to the floor with a wisp of smoke drifting up from his wound.
“You want the Specters’ power?” Lady Diabolyn shouted, “You’ll have it!  Specters, to me!”
The mass of swirling smoke smashed through the door at the end of the stairwell, creating a vortex dark enough to be lost in.  The Specters surrounded Venger and engulfed Lady Diabolyn.  From within the smoke, thunder cracked and a bolt of lightning was flung at the wizard.  
Venger held his hand open and deflected the attack with his palm.  Another bolt shot out at Venger but he caught the energy in his hand and launched it back into the smoke.  “Is this all the power you have, Specters?” he shouted.  “I expected more!”
“I’ll give you more!” Daibolyn screeched from within the vortex, her voice shrill and roaring at the same time.  She emerged from the smoke, towering over Venger, her neck long and slender, wings jutting from her back, and her face full of fangs, transformed by the Specters’ magic into a magnificent ebony dragon.  She reared back her head, flame coursing from her open maw, and hurled a stream of fire from her mouth.
Venger leapt out of the way, mounting his horse once again.  The cloak on his back unfurled into a set of obsidian wings and the rider and stead shot into the air.  “There is only one dragon I fear and you are not it!”  His hands seared with red energy and he tossed brilliant bolts of destructive force at Diabolyn.
She took the full brunt of Venger’s attack in her torso, throwing her backwards up the stairs and into the smoke of the Specters’ form.  The roiling storm that made up the Specters abated, revealing Diabolyn, returned to her human form and laying prone on the stairs.  The Specters’ faces appeared from the cloud of smoke and addressed Venger.  “You are indeed strong, Son of Dungeon Master,” the snake hissed.  “We would offer our power to help you in your quest,” the wolf said.  “If you’d free us in return,” the buzzard cawed.
“Free you?” Venger said, unimpressed.  “Your power is paltry compared to my own.  You offer me nothing.”
“You dare?” the heads said in unison.  Before the Specters could react further, Venger held both hands above his head, glowing blue.  A bubble of pure energy surrounded the Specters.  The smoke churned inside, casting lightning against their cage, but unable to burst free.  He brought his hands together, shrinking the orb of energy, as he strolled into the throne room atop the stairs.  He forced the bubble into the ceremonial urn and with another blast of searing flame, he sealed the vessel shut.  “Perhaps though, you could be useful to me. A battery to focus my energies through in the absence of the children’s weapons.”
“Wait,” Diabolyn said, standing up on weak legs.  She approached Venger, who made no move of reproach.  “Take me with you.  I could be of use to you.”  She composed herself and gave him the demure look just as when he first arrived.  “If you become ruler of your land, surely you’ll need a queen as well.”  Her expression changed to one mixed of hope and despair.
He looked down at her and sneered.  “My land requires no queen.  And when I conquer yours as well, it will have neither a queen nor a princess.”
Outside of the castle the wounded Dweedle, carried outside by the rest of Diabolyn’s goons, watched in horror as his lady’s castle was engulfed in a massive explosion and the fires above flared as they took Venger’s demonic visage.
Click here for Lady Diabolyn's respect thread and here for Venger's.

Similarly to last round, this battle came down to magic and who controlled it. Venger is an insanely powerful wizard, while Last Diabolyn has no magic of her on and relies on the Specters' magic. Without them, this fight would have lasted less than a second and ended with her being imprisoned or burned alone or something. 

The second thing to consider is that the Specters' magic isn't even that powerful. They've been able to shoot lightning and change Diabolyn into a dragon, but Venger's been able to do similar stuff all the time. He's destroyed while castles with his power, something the Specters have shown nothing close to. In the end, even though they were an eternal force of darkness, they couldn't stand up to a master magician like Venger.
The Winner
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