Omega Cross
Disclaimer: If I owned Slayers, I would be rich. I'm not.
Zel and Sylph where in a VERY bad position, with the dark lord sending blast after blast of dark energy striking against their shield, they knew they could not hold on much longe Zel, knowing very well that he made a huge mistake by coming here, though it was the time to try his last card, and make a run for it...or die trying.
Zel: (struggling to defend against the dark lords attacks) Hurrghh....Sylph… can you maintain the barrier a few second and drop it when I...AAARRGHHH... tell you...?
Sylph:..Huuuu...I...can…haaa...try...but not for long...what are you going to do? A....YYHHHAAAAA...Ra Tilt, even powered up, will not hurt him enough.
Zel: (having let down his magic barrier, Sylphiel holding out with the pain) I have still one ace in my hands, the secret technique that I mastered on Asguard Mountain.
As he was talking, he held his blade vertically before him, blinding energy channeling into it, its magical aura grew at a gigantic pace.
Destruction farther than Creation.
Power beyond Imagination,
Spirit who wander beyond the boundaries of time and space,
Lend me your strength.
I call upon you, and on every bit of magical and physical energy I possess.
Obey me and destroy all those who oppose me, the ultimate sword skills,
(making a sign to Sylphiel who let down her barrier with a sigh of relief)
OMEGA CROSS!
A blinding light of pure white energy flowed from his blade, this one serving as a mediator between his body and the surrounding universe, as all his power was thrown out at once, in the form of a gigantic sword shaped cross, disintegrating all that was before it, at unimaginable speed.
Dynast was caught in it, unable to teleport fast enough. It crashed through his magical barrier, and struck him head on...
A moment passed, was it a minute? A second? Who knew... Dynast was down, struggling to get back on his feet, coughing blood, and cursing. Zel was down too, all his energy drained from his body, he had barely the strength left to whisper: 'Go Sylphiel. Run as fast as you can, before he recovers...' (then he passed out)
As Dynast Gosherra was losing control over is power, the stage of the arena became blurred, as they where all brought back into the last stage of the Icicle tower.
Sylphiel, casting a Levitation spell, took the unconscious body of Zel in her arms, and started flying as fast as she could, to escape the dark terror that was slowly gaining back it's strength behind her, flying like if her life was at stake (which was obviously the case (((_^)) ) using what was left of her magic to blow through the wall when following the corridor was too long. Until she saw the light at the end of a long tunnel...
Disclaimer: If I owned Slayers, I would be rich. I'm not.
Zel and Sylph where in a VERY bad position, with the dark lord sending blast after blast of dark energy striking against their shield, they knew they could not hold on much longe Zel, knowing very well that he made a huge mistake by coming here, though it was the time to try his last card, and make a run for it...or die trying.
Zel: (struggling to defend against the dark lords attacks) Hurrghh....Sylph… can you maintain the barrier a few second and drop it when I...AAARRGHHH... tell you...?
Sylph:..Huuuu...I...can…haaa...try...but not for long...what are you going to do? A....YYHHHAAAAA...Ra Tilt, even powered up, will not hurt him enough.
Zel: (having let down his magic barrier, Sylphiel holding out with the pain) I have still one ace in my hands, the secret technique that I mastered on Asguard Mountain.
As he was talking, he held his blade vertically before him, blinding energy channeling into it, its magical aura grew at a gigantic pace.
Destruction farther than Creation.
Power beyond Imagination,
Spirit who wander beyond the boundaries of time and space,
Lend me your strength.
I call upon you, and on every bit of magical and physical energy I possess.
Obey me and destroy all those who oppose me, the ultimate sword skills,
(making a sign to Sylphiel who let down her barrier with a sigh of relief)
OMEGA CROSS!
A blinding light of pure white energy flowed from his blade, this one serving as a mediator between his body and the surrounding universe, as all his power was thrown out at once, in the form of a gigantic sword shaped cross, disintegrating all that was before it, at unimaginable speed.
Dynast was caught in it, unable to teleport fast enough. It crashed through his magical barrier, and struck him head on...
A moment passed, was it a minute? A second? Who knew... Dynast was down, struggling to get back on his feet, coughing blood, and cursing. Zel was down too, all his energy drained from his body, he had barely the strength left to whisper: 'Go Sylphiel. Run as fast as you can, before he recovers...' (then he passed out)
As Dynast Gosherra was losing control over is power, the stage of the arena became blurred, as they where all brought back into the last stage of the Icicle tower.
Sylphiel, casting a Levitation spell, took the unconscious body of Zel in her arms, and started flying as fast as she could, to escape the dark terror that was slowly gaining back it's strength behind her, flying like if her life was at stake (which was obviously the case (((_^)) ) using what was left of her magic to blow through the wall when following the corridor was too long. Until she saw the light at the end of a long tunnel...