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2:31am Feb 1 2014
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Wharshin landed behind the Champion and stabbed at his neck.
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2:35am Feb 1 2014
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The Champion roared in anger as he was stabbed, and despite the killing wound swung his Axe towards Wharshin's neck. The cultists were now all looking battered and bruised, with several of them having broken bones, deep cuts of even bullet holes from their fellow soldiers, but despite their condition fought with even more zeal and bloodlust than ever, rushing Ebony and firing shots at Wharshin.
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2:39am Feb 1 2014
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Wharshin ducked under the swing and dodged to the side to avoid any bullets.
Ebony swung her wings and tail at the cultists as they came near her.
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1:21am Feb 2 2014
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Several cultists were battered away, and screams and snapping noises echoed through the now unstable looking tunnel and blood spurted, but at least ten cultists leaped over Ebony, using strength not normally possessed by a normal man to pin her legs, wings and head to the ground. The leader used his axe to pull himself to his feet, despite the fact his lifeblood was pouring out the massive wound in his neck. The leader's face was a metal mask skull driven into his face through several rivets, but even through the mask the intensely hateful ex
pression could be felt.
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1:34am Feb 2 2014
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"You attacked first." Wharshin pointed out.
Ebony simply reversed gravity again, although now she was beginning to make a dent in the power stored in her armour.
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1:45am Feb 2 2014
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The cultists crashed into the ceiling, may being pinned by Ebony or being knocked out of the gravity field.
The Champion started twirling the Axe in delicate arcs, but as one looked closer it was clear they were just a variety of crude, dismembering chops joined together and they were all at the perfect height to the limbs of vital organs he wished to target. The Champion stumbled towards Wharshin, his motions slowing and becoming less conjoined as he bled out, his sheer fury on sustaining him for so long.
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2:06am Feb 2 2014
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Ebony dropped back to the ground a second later.
Wharshin danced backwards to avoid the axe once more.
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2:21am Feb 2 2014
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The Champion kept swinging, his attacks becoming less refined and less skilled, and his footing slipping.
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2:27am Feb 2 2014
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Wharshin continued to avoid the attacks of the Champion.
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12:23am Feb 4 2014
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One of the other cultists, who was missing half his right arm, spear tackled Wharshin, laughing manically as he tried to stab his throat with a huge rusty knife.
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12:37am Feb 4 2014
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Wharshin caught the wrist of the hand with the knife and held it away from himself and kneed the cultist in the stomach.
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1:01am Feb 4 2014
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The Cultist's chestplate buckled but protect him from most of the damage. The cultist's bald, scar-covered head smashed into Wharshins' face repetitively in violent headbutts.
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1:11am Feb 4 2014
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Wharshin got his leg between himself and the cultist and kicked him hard, hoping to send him over his head.
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1:16am Feb 4 2014
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The cultist flipped over Wharshin, smashing headfirst into the ground and rolling into the wall. The Champion was standing over Wharshin, axe raised executioner style over his head.
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1:42am Feb 4 2014
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Ebony grabbed the champion's arms with a wing and yanked him to the side.
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1:00am Feb 8 2014
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The Champion was hurled aside, hitting the hard floor twice before slamming into the wall. The cultist Champion gurgled one last time and raised his Axe in final defiance, but simply dropped it, the arcane blade clattering to the bricks in what seemed like slow motion as he died.
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1:05am Feb 8 2014
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Ebony snorted and whirled to face the next cultist.
Wharshin sprang to his feet and did the same.
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1:16am Feb 8 2014
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The cultists all backed away, the ones closest to Ebony and Wharshin dashing out of range. With their original squad of thirty being reduced to roughly one third strength-missing body parts factored in-they were already low on morale and now with their leadership ended they had finally broken-the cultists were crazed death-worshiping murderers, but they weren't suicidal. However they didn't run, they just backed away cowardly, adjusting their armor plates in a panicked way and pointing their weapons, as if waiting for something.
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1:18am Feb 8 2014
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"I smell a fox." Ebony growled as Wharshin backed up closer to her.
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1:37am Feb 8 2014
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Suddenly the noises came back. From behind them this time, it's direction actually clear, the screaming, roaring, clattering and running all echoing down the tunnel as if to their very ears The cultists had been waiting for reinforcements.
There were easily a hundred or more cultists, murderers and worse surging through the tunnel systems, pouring out to completely surround the two of them in a see of weaponry and bodies. They stayed back as much as they could, but with the huge amount of them filling the surrounding tunnels they gave the two actually little breathing space. Ratmen, just like the others but bigger and with armor plates or rags drilled into their bodes and deep flesh wounded across their furry hulks. Squads of cultists wearing hoods, rags and what could have originally been normal clothes, but all painted in pure white colors with dark symbols scratched into their skin wielded machine guns and SMGs, some totting even heavier weaponry, some rockets. Other groups, wearing hoodies, cloaks and terrifying masks stood silent and ominous, wielding long scythes or halberds. There were small pockets of cultists wearing outlandish pinks, golds and furs, covered in luxurious jewels, gold and ornate-but likely useless-armor wielding extraordinarily decorated and expensive pistols and swords. There were also more mobs of butchers and warriors like the original, armor nailed into flesh and reds and blacks prominent colors among both their clothes and flesh.
If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
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