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What. The. Fuck. Miles could scarcely contain his shock as the tendril of dark fluid expelled the .50 caliber slug from the blind man's shoulder. This... will be a tougher fight than I'd assumed, the gunslinger reasoned. I need tactical advantage. I need to find higher ground. The San...

Blindfold had ceased his onslaught for a moment, and Miles was not one to waste the reprieve. He used his index fingers to flick out both cylinders to his pistols and went about reloading. Through necessity, Miles had learned how to reload his guns one-handed; it was sort of part-and-parcel...

"Looks like it's bolted down," Zane offered. "I wouldn't be surprised if it all was. Such is often the case in a prison cell." Sighing, the boy tried to follow the elf's gaze through the window. "Not exactly the best view, is it? Looks...fogged, perhaps?" The glass did not appear to have...

Somehow, Miles' foe had gotten even faster, though the gunman had not yet figured out the mechanism for it. But he did know one thing. Gunslingers aren't really built for defense. Of course, knowing this doesn't help when you need to defend. But it does help you stay out of situations...

Zane felt a bit foolish still holding out his hand and withdrew it, looking down at it with the barest hints of a scowl. In fairness, he had basically tried to attack Asher right before, so maybe the elf was still apprehensive about his intentions. He decided to let it go. Zane responded to...

The gunslinger knew that the palaver wouldn't last forever, but he was honestly hoping for a bit longer. His opponent was fast. So was Miles, but he knew that he'd want to hinder that speed before the fight progressed too far. Still, Miles had been on guard through the entire conversation...

Asher's calm demeanor disarmed Zane. He took a moment to look around and realized he was no longer in the shower. Instead, he seemed to be in a just-too-small dormitory. The boy across from him (are those elf ears?) was probably about the same size as him, maybe slightly bigger, and seemed to...

Miles' right hand reached down toward his gunbelt, but he did not draw. He maintained his hand there, at the ready, as he studied the mysterious figure in front of him. The gunslinger had no psychic ability to speak of, but he'd been in enough battles to recognize murderous intent, and this...

As the air compacted around Zane, it was brought closer to him and hence made it easier to pull electrons from it. As he pulled electrons from it, he was able to build a plasma tunnel through the hardened air, allowing him to arc across it. Simultaneously, his charged body moving through the...

The distinction between "chaotic" and "non-chaotic" elements was arbitrary; the lightning that formed Zane's body was as much a part of him as the Mistress' wings were a part of hers, and to attempt to control that energy would require a battle of wills between the two players. Zane did not...

In Zane's elemental form, he was little more than a soul connected to electrical energy. Now, air is a remarkably good electrical insulator. Typically, the only way an electrical current can bridge even a short air gap is by first ionizing the gas in the way. Such was the situation Zane now...

Zane struggled. He had no idea where he was or how he got there. After the first wave that Zane electrocuted, men in rubber suits had come into the shower to wash and dress him. Now they had him pinned down under the stream of water, and the boy was simply overpowered. But still he refused...

The San Antonio Riverwalk is an iconic scene in the eponymous city. The river itself is only about ten to fifteen feet across and maybe six to eight feet deep. It is sunk into the streets of the city and surrounded on all sides by restaurants, shops, bars, and clubs. On this particular day...

Talos left the casino and squinted against the sky. He'd bested Zeus, of all beings, and he was feeling pretty good. His bronze skin reflected in the sun, and as he stretched, a small dribble of ichor oozed from behind a nail in the back of his head. "Asher, huh? Not too shabby." A wicked...

The elemental's glowing yellow "body" narrowed his eyes at the Mistress and charged at her. As he moved through the air, he ionized the gas, creating a front of plasma in front of him, like a shockwave. His incorporeal form was poised to enter MoA's. He was attempting a possession of her body.

Zane's elemental nature has gotten him into some tight spots in the past, but it had also gotten him out of some. As a defense mechanism, Zane's mortally-wounded body was absorbed by the elemental bound to his soul. The mass of his body converted to pure energy, and the sudden release of that...

As the beast charged at him, Zane zipped to the right and gathered energy again for another ki blast. As the beast closed in on where he used to be, the young man swung at its gut and released the ki blast through the blade, creating a massive shockwave. He'd timed it precisely such that it...

A jet of water burst out of the ground at Zane's feet, basically at the same time as the sky-voices called, "FIGHT!" Unlike a typical stream of water, he could almost feel this one trying to grab at him. He turned his palms downward and shot a medium-strength ki blast at the ground. The...

Odin laughed, a deep hearty laugh that resonated within his chest. "You think that your avatar could beat my own? He couldn't even take down that pesky blood elf." Zeus' adonic face contorted, as though he'd bit into a lemon. "Without a doubt. Zane started with a topological disadvantage...

The announcer's modulated voice echoed through the sky once more, beginning with an eerie cackle. "Asher wins! Congratulations! I'll admit I lost the pool on that one!" Another cackle, then he continued. "As promised, I'll now return you to your home!" Asher felt himself slip away from...