11-21-2007, 04:50 AM
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If ur gonna b 2 faced at least make 1 of em pretty
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Location: Adelaide, South Australia
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Re: The True Evil (Four others)
Demyx laughed out loud.
"Feed me to the what?" He asked, having barely understood any of what the tall one had said.
The tall one did not reply. Instead, he raised two of his blades and came at him at full speed, as he had done before. That had hurt. He held up his own blade ready and waited for what he knew the tall one would do. True to his prediction, the tall one repeated the exact same attack as before. Instead of allowing himself to be caught off guard, Demyx kicked him in the face, sending him flying into the wall, knocking him out cold.
The short one started to run towards the tall one but Demyx clicked his fingers, causing the Shadow Guards on either side of him to materialize next to him and seize him. Two more grabbed the tall one.
"Toss these fools out into the desert!" He demanded, and the guards disappeared immediately.
Demyx laughed. They would have a very hard time getting out of the deserts! They were like a maze from which only the most skilled could ever escape. A sandstorm which never died down obscured their vision for a start, and quicksand was hidden in amongst real sand in many places. Not to mention the foul beasts which made their homes there, among other things.
Demyx knew, however, that they would escape the desert, one way or another. They were strong. He needed time to recouperate and formulate a plan of action. And, also, he needed to explore the ruinsc and secrets of the area without further interruptions. He would find his answers, and he would have his revenge.
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