The Ice Cave of Forochel, Resting Place of Karasu

[Karasu Immolo]

"Don't hurt Alucard!" Karasu barked at him, watching the head go soaring into the waters, "He listens to me! He would have helped us!" He sighed, and began tensing up his muscles as Andromalii began to gather. It wouldn't take him much longer. He felt himself barely able to move, with scythe in hand, when an Andromalii came and grasped his arms, pulling him backwards and out of the coffin, ready to devour.

This sparked new strength in Karasu, and his eyes lit with a fiery passion. He spun on his heels, beheading the hideous creature, stopping with the pole at an angle, the blade tilted towards the ground, holding the polearm with both of his arms. "Shall we dance?" He smirked to Aragorn, and plunged into the battle.

[Envin]

Now Aragorn grinned broadly, the heat and white fury of battle upon him, and he clasped hands in comradeship with Karasu. "Indeed! Shall I lead?" And he spun about, leaping off the coffin in an absolutely flawless butterfly kick, beheading five foes as he flew. He landed amid a host of Andromalii, and dealt them death with vengeance. Through a line of three of them Anduril drove at a thrust, then swept out and halved two more. Aragorn brought his blade down from on high and clove asunder another clean to the teeth, and brains from him spattered upon his fellows. They came on with renewed fury and reached out their paws for him, but he hewed off their arms ever though they grappled him, and kicked their foul forms away until they came at him in mass to take him. But he would not be taken, and kept on and on and on with his sword, blazing green there beneath the earth, with none to see save Karasu the greatest battle of Envinyatar.

[Karasu Immolo]

Karasu was no less graceful. He spun his scythe above his head once, bringing it down behind him to behead a single Andromalii, and then thrusting it backwards, impaling the head of an Andromalii behind him with the abnormally sharp base of the scythe's pole. He pressed on, beheading another two, and it seemed he was tossed into an eternal dance.

An Andromalii came down on him, raising its claws high. He switched the scythe to a single hand, a dangerous gesture with such a polearm, and grabbed one claw that came down on him with a firm arm while he used the scythe to cut off the other arm. In one swift motion, he twisted the arm of the Andromalii to where it should not be able to bend, and disconnected that limb as well. Regaining a two-handed hold on the scythe, he stabbed forward with the bottom of the pole.

He turned his head sharply to see an Andromalii jumping through the air, about to strike at Aragorn from behind. He rushed forward, stabbing with the base of his scythe to impale the demon in midair. With a thrust of his arm, he shot the demon off of the pole, and into a group of Andromalius, knocking them down. He jumped up, and into the group of Andromalii, beheading all of them within a matter of seconds, coming out of it bareing a gash on his back.

[Envin]

Aragorn nodded to Karasu amid the fierce swings of Anduril. "That's one," he said with a grim smile. Then he turned back to the task at hand. Two Andromalii charged him, the one high and the other low, from either side of him. He dropped into a low spin kick and caught the low one full in the teeth with his boot, and then leapt into a flip from his crouch, flying over the other and slicing his head clean off as he flew overhead. He landed among seven others. The one that reached for him first drew back missing his arms, while the second blinked and could not open his eye again; Anduril had rammed straight through it. Aragorn swept his sword out of its head, sending bits of flesh and bone flying, and cut a deep rent along the chest of the next. One swiped at him from behind, a cowardly blow that tore into the King's flesh, but the Andromalius fell headless. Aragorn could see Karasu from out the corner of his eye, and even amid his concentration he marvelled at the fluidity of his motion and the mastery of his weapon. But then he caught sight of a group of foes hoist an especially large Andromalius onto their shoulders and hurl him high at Karasu from the rear. Aragorn espied them, and timing himself to the instant he soared into a backflip that crossed the path of the flying foe at amazingly the right moment. The Andromalius' head flew aside, and he crashed to the ground short of his target, flattening five of his fellows. Aragorn landed sure upon his feet near Karasu with a grin.

[Karasu Immolo]

Karasu nodded, but took no time to speak. He pressed on, unaware of the power boiling within. He took his scythe to the torso of one Andromalius, sending the bottom of his own foot back in a kick at a seperate one. He turned to see two Andromalii walking his way. He spun on the balls of his feet, beheading one of the Andromalius with the scythe, while releasing the scythe long enough from one hand so as to catch the other with the back of his fist, snapping his neck.

He slowed to a stop, putting two hands on the scythe once again. He fought ever on with the gruesome Andromalii, but the poor weapon couldn't handle it. While using the pole to block one of the horrible creatures, the handle snapped and splintered. Karasu knew that he had kept a good deal of them up in Carn Dum, so it didn't bother him half as much as being without a weapon.

He grabbed the blade portion of the handle, and snapped it off. His eyes locked with a good five Andromalii who were walking towards him, more or less in single file. He sensed another Andromalius behind him, and jumped into a spin, parallel to the ground, dodging the strikes of the one behind him, and with all fierceness tossed the blade forward, beheading the five Andromalius.

He landed, and found himself ultimately without a weapon...His fists would have to do...

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[Envin]

{This next post of yours is fine, now that you are weaponless.}



Aragorn smiled as he saw Karasu's intrepid skills displayed to his foes, but did not dawdle in displaying his own. He ran an Andromalius through the heart, and heard another come up behind him. He withdrew Anduril and swung the sword to behead one to his right, while with his left hand he took the incoming enemy by the head and wrenched him about. There was a sickening crunch and the creature's neck splinched. It bellowed in pain and crashed to the ground, thrashing in its death-throes. Aragorn leapt over the falling carcass as it knocked over three others, the King managing to behead them in midair as he came back down.

He heard snorting behind him, but saw an Andromalius run at him from the front, and quickly lashed out blindly behind with the pommel of his sword, smashing in the face of his foe, then thrust Anduril forward to impale the newcomer with its own weight. He kicked it off his blade and proceeded to releive three of their limbs, then to brain another and gore a fifth. But he heard the snap of Karasu's staff, and spun about, leaping high to defend him. He landed next to him and swung Anduril in swift circles of death that few of them dared to penetrate alone, though ahead they massed together for a heavy stroke in numbers.

But Aragorn saw Karasu's hands shake as though muscles that had atrophied had returned to life, and in his comrade's eyes a blinding fire awoke, as a child finally becomes a man. Young Karasu stood there at bay against thousands of his foes, and at last the veil was lifted fully from his eyes. At last he had finally come into his own.

[Karasu Immolo]

Karasu's eyes widened, and he felt a newfound power deep within him. He choked once, pupils dilating to black. He coughed once more, a few drops of blood emerging from his mouth. His muscles spasmed, and it seemed like a pain that would never cease: Yet it did, and when it was over, he was a new man.

He stood up straight, not even knowing that he had been on his knees, and let his arms hang down by his side, "Aragorn, take cover," He spoke to the King softly, and upon getting a look of refusal, he barked "Do as I say!" He growled, and the lord of Gondor took the hint, taking cover behind what had once been Karasu's casket.

"Come at me, fools...Come." He lifted his hands up, and motioned towards himself. The Andromalii took the bait, and all rushed forward towards him. His muscles spasmed one more time, and his magic rushed. In a mere instant, a surge of black magic emanted from his body, and the Andromalii looked horrified as their bodies were blown to millions of pieces, scattering all over the vast cave.

Karasu let out a soft, sadistic laugh as he looked at the bodies, but it slowly grew into an echoing cackle. He smiled as Alucard finally reformed, and looked to the Vampire, "Alucard, bring me and Aragorn back to Carn Dum. I believe we have something to discuss...Do not harm him." And with that, Karasu collapsed backwards, into unconsciousness.

[Envin]

Aragorn and Karasu were caught up by Alucard, who gave to Aragorn a rather nasty glance, so lately his foe that he must needs serve at the orders of his little master. But he took his two charges in either hand and unfurled his great wings, and beating them slowly but with strength he lifted himself and they whom he bore high into the chamber's lofty heights. And here another marvel of Dindaedel was seen, for at the very apex of the cavern, too far above to be seen, a hole was carved in the ice, which led to a tunnel only a few feet below the surface, and led through many twistings and tight turns eventually to the surface, but far away from Forochel. Aragorn gaped in amazement, for about him he saw the rocky plains and tall tors of Angmar, and he marvelled at the ingenuity of Morsereg. Yet the Vampire Alucard seemed to not feel any strain in the slightest at the long flight bearing a toilsome burthen, and lightly he set them upon a balcony of Carn Dum. Aragorn made as if to take up Karasu and carry him, but Alucard slapped his hand away with his claw, and took his young Lord himself, and led Aragorn to the infirmary, where Karasu was set down. Aragorn took a seat and sat beside him.