[F21-SP]The solitude of Gathering

[Macradon 0]

“Why don’t you just die and stay dead?!” he roared out as he quickly went for an attack. His speed was so much faster than before that it caught the AI-knight off guard. His sword would strike through the knight, cleaving through the armor, tearing through the fabric of the game once again, dealing a heavy amount of damage to the knight, taking out one of its health bars. Macradon would snicker lightly at the sight that he had already taken down half of the enemy’s health, of Teayre’s health. He would quickly make a kick to make distance between him and the boss, quickly getting ready to retaliate when it were to get up again, but waited for the paralyze effect to come off so he wouldn’t just be hitting a helpless victim … but wait “THAT’S HOW YOU MURDERED THEM!” he roared out as he charged in with a heavy slam ready.

- Macradon Attack -
ID: 85328
BD: 10+3=10(13), Crit +2! Phase activated.
CD: 7, Recovery Proc!
Sword art used: Galaxy Destroyer - 1x13x22-10=276 DMG - Paralyze

- Boss Attack -
ID: - Paralyzed -
MD: - Paralyzed -
Attack: - Paralyzed -

- Health List -
< Macradon >       1221/1255  HP || 128 MIT ||  19 DMG || 77/124 NRG (+30 HP)(-13 NRG, +3 NRG)

< Dragon Knight > ///// ///// HP ||  21 MIT || 252 DMG ||            (-276 HP)- Paralyzed -
                    470/1050

- Loot Acquired -
Col: 0
Mats: 28 x T3 || 0 x T2 || 0 x T1

Edited May 27, 2017 by Macradon

[Macradon 0]

Pirouetting through the air, Macradon would be nimble and fast, quickly attacking the downed enemy without any further notice. A quick single slice was more than enough for what he wanted to do right now. Dealing a heap amount of damage, securing the hit to make sure that he would be able to kill it very very soon. With the damage Macradon kept dishing at the boss, the inevitable demise was right around the corner, and all Macradon was doing was going for the sprint, the easiest one he had encountered in quite a while now. He would do a slight spin, get back away from the enemy to prepare the one last sword art to finish off the image of Teayre in front of him. “I will slay you! I will redeem what is lost!” he would exclaim as he rushed up forward, the battle was nearly already over.

- Macradon Attack -
ID: 85329
BD: 6+3=9, Hit!
CD: 5, no proc.
Sword art used: Galaxy Destroyer - 1x13x20-21=239 DMG

- Boss Attack -
ID: 85330
MD: 1, Miss.
Attack: Miss.

- Health List -
< Macradon >       1251/1255  HP || 128 MIT ||  19 DMG || 65/124 NRG (+30 HP)(-13 NRG, +1 NRG)

< Dragon Knight > ///// ///// HP ||  21 MIT || 252 DMG ||            (-239 HP)
                    231/1050

- Loot Acquired -
Col: 0
Mats: 28 x T3 || 0 x T2 || 0 x T1

Edited May 30, 2017 by Macradon

[Macradon 0]

Approaching for the attack, the image of Teayre’s fear in her eyes, the fear of death. It really got into him. He stopped his attack, beginning to feel empathy for the murderer, even though she had done so bad a deed. He halted his attack, standing there, looking down at her in regret. She was sad, afraid and dying from Macradon’s attacks, at least that was what he saw upon her, but that wasn’t what was happening in real life. A screech-roar of the owlbear would snap Macradon would of the trance. As he looked down at the enemy, he was impaled by the big nodachi. Quickly, pictures of Teayre laying there, having her katana pierce Macradon with a satisfied face adorned upon her. Macradon would make an angry grimace, his rage overflowing once again. “HOW DARE YOU TRICK THE REDEMPTION YOU ARE TO RECEIVE. I WILL END YOU NOW!” he roared out in anger.

- Macradon Attack -
ID: 85419
BD: 2+3=5, Miss.
CD: 3, no proc.
Sword art used: Miss.

- Boss Attack -
ID: 85420
MD: 6, hit!
Attack: 252-128=124 DMG

- Health List -
< Macradon >       1131/1255  HP || 128 MIT ||  19 DMG || 64/124 NRG (-124 HP, +30 HP)(-2 NRG, +1 NRG)

< Dragon Knight > ///// ///// HP ||  21 MIT || 252 DMG ||            
                    231/1050

- Loot Acquired -
Col: 0
Mats: 28 x T3 || 0 x T2 || 0 x T1

Edited May 30, 2017 by Macradon

[Macradon 0]

Even though his rage would conquer his decisionmaking, he was still struck by the intense pain that he could feel in his abdomen. Once again, feeling the physical pain that wasn’t present, once again the placebo effect spreading throughout him. He would fall to his knees, both arms wrapped around his big red mark on his stomach where he was stabbed, looking down upon it in fear. He had let go of his sword, lying down on the ground besides him. The knight would raise itself, getting up from the downed position on the ground, nos standing triumphantly above Macradon. The big figure would approach the Scarlet Templar with a raised sword, ready to cleave down upon Macradon before he could come to his senses. Balthazar would screech out again, trying to calm him down, wake him up and make him figure out what was going on so he could react.

- Macradon Attack -
ID: 85422
BD: 2+3=5, Miss.
CD: 6, Recovery Proc!
Sword art used: Miss.

- Boss Attack -
ID: 85423
MD: 3, Miss.
Attack: Miss.

- Health List -
< Macradon >       1161/1255  HP || 128 MIT ||  19 DMG || 65/124 NRG (+30 HP)(-2 NRG, +3 NRG)

< Dragon Knight > ///// ///// HP ||  21 MIT || 252 DMG ||            
                    231/1050

- Loot Acquired -
Col: 0
Mats: 28 x T3 || 0 x T2 || 0 x T1

Edited May 30, 2017 by Macradon

[Macradon 0]

Macradon would close his eyes as the cried in agony from the stab wound. He would begin to think of all the agony everyone must’ve felt when they died. Maybe not the feeling of being hurt, not the damage done to them, but the emotional trauma they would have to go through when they see their health going down, slowly, until it was empty, until everything went black and the only thing you could see was “Your are Dead” … “DEAD” … “NO!” he yelled out. “I won’t accept it now!” he yelled out, quickly dodging the incoming attack from the knight. He rolled over to the side where his sword lay and would grab it in his roll. Quickly standing back up, Macradon would execute the final attack. “This will finish your slaughter!” Macradon yelled as he saw himself jumping up into the air and cleaving down through Teayre, effectively killing her, erasing her from the game. As the boss disappeared, Macradon would collapse down, crying. Committing three murders, that was what he felt. It was hard, he didn't know what to feel. He didn't feel any ... regret, he felt this was a just decision, erasing the evil from the surface of the land of Aincrad. There he sat, just keeping himself alone and crying. Balthazar tried to approach but was held away by an arm saying stop. Macradon needed to be alone ... for a bit of time. At least for now.

- Macradon Attack -
ID: 85424
BD: 3+3=6, Hit!
CD: 2, no proc.
Sword art used: Galaxy Destroyer - 1x13x20-21=239 DMG

- Boss Attack -
ID: 85425
MD: 5, Miss.
Attack: Miss.

- Health List -
< Macradon >       1191/1255  HP || 128 MIT ||  19 DMG || 65/124 NRG (+30 HP)(-13 NRG, +1 NRG)

< Dragon Knight > ///// ///// HP ||  21 MIT || 252 DMG ||            (-239 HP)
                     -8/1050

- Loot Acquired -
Col: 0
Mats: 28 x T3 || 0 x T2 || 0 x T1

- Thread Complete -
Acquired:
2 Sp
28 T3 mats
ID: 85426; (21+14)*50=1750 Col

Edited May 30, 2017 by Macradon