The displaced Fyrellian, Faidth, rushes forward, her outstretched hands aimed at two distinct targets: Abaddon’s exposed head, and the Talon of Horus. Because of Abbadon’s immense power, the first attack is only minutely succesful. It manages to throw him off balance a bit, but that is the extent of its usefulness. So much of his being has been corrupted by chaos that Abbadon can scarcely pass for organic or inorganic. He stumbles slightly as a result of the blow, but easily manages to maintain his balance.
Faidth’s second blow connects with Abbadon’s coveted artifact. Abbadon’s crimson eyes flash with fury as he realizes what is happening. Electricity explodes through Faidth’s outstretched hand and envelopes the Talon of Horus in a blinding, azure light, effectively disabling Abbadon’s disruption field.
Simultaneously, Soul Reaver’s quest to cripple the Talon reaches fruition. Abbadon takes the bait and successfully parries Bloodrinker. However, in the process, he leaves himself quite exposed for attack. A terrible sound of immense magnitude explodes in volumes as the two demon blades connect.
Danyael, too, charges forward, slamming his blades together merely centimeters from Abbadon’s deteriorating armor. The sonic boom that is left in the wake of this effective distraction inhibits the denizen of evil from being able to respond to the next attack.
Soul Reaver’s gauntlet is crowned in a brilliant flash of scarlet as it clutches the artifact in its punishing grasp. Had the Talon not already been altered, this tactic would not have worked at all. However, fate smiles upon Soul Reaver as a gratifying CRUNCH emanates from the confines of his clutched gauntlet.
Abbadon cries out in unbridled rage, and the Chaos Lord wheels backward. The companions easily notice the sputtering sparks coming from the mangled weapon, leaving a trail of blue and green smoke in its wake, and billowing around the form of the stricken Abbadon.
As Danyael launches by Abbadon a second time, the Despoiler’s armor cracks further. As Danyael attempts to attack again, Abbadon moves as if to parry the blow. Danyael again strikes mere centimeters from the Chaos Lord, and Abbadon looks down at his chest plate, noticing the widening fractures in his armor. Danyael proceeds to launch himself by Abbadon in a furious flurry of whirling blades.
In response, Abbadon’s form becomes blurry, his terrifying visage transformed into a translucent nightmare. The white light created by Danyael’s attacks increase exponentially, however, quite suddenly, they dissipate into nothingness, and when the last glimmer fades, Abbadon has completely disappeared from view.
Meanwhile, the benevolent seraphim, Jharm, has managed to stabilize Karyl’s condition, and the elemental gratefully thanks the angelic being.
A flash of sickening, green light appears ten meters above Abbadon’s previous location just as Jharm begins his meteoric descent towards the battlefield. Abbadon, still disoriented from the effects of his own teleportation, is unprepared for the hefty blow that Jharm levels upon his unsuspecting skull with the hammer. He is unceremoniously slammed towards the ground and he lands hard upon the cracked marble platform below, narrowly missing one of the twisted, flesh-covered spikes that litter the area.
As Abbadon struggles to regain his composure, Kitharsis prepares to attack. Just as Abbadon manages to haul himself to his feet, the Tirthandaran energy blast erupts from Kitharsis’s hands. It slams into Abbadon’s chest, knocking him several yards backward, and towards the rapidly transforming Sepher.
As Abbadon’s seemingly unconscious form careens towards the now 12 ft. demon, Sepher directs a punishing hammer blow towards Abbadon’s lower body, seeking to affect his mobility further. However, as the blow is about to connect, Abbadon wheels around in mid-air, effectively dodging the hammer. Aggravated by his own incompetence and further irritated by the blows he has already suffered, Abbadon unleashes his fury upon Sepher.
Drach’nyen erupts with green light that is accented by veins of purple. With a cry of unbridled rage, he directs a devastating blow at the massive, horned head of the demon. Sepher finds that the unfortunate part of being a creature of immense size, is that it makes him a much bigger target.
Abbadon’s sword slams into Sepher’s skull, violently knocking him to the ground. A shockwave of chaos-laden energy erupts outward, causing the ground to shake tumultuously. With the demon dealt with, at least temporarily, Abbadon turns his unsettling gaze back to the other companions. The Chaos Lord’s overconfidence has been severely punished, but he will not make the same mistake twice.
The dark champion looks down at the smoldering Talon of Horus. It is heavily damaged, and it’s sparking innards are exposed, but the ancient artifact has seen much worse in the ages since it was pulled from the corpse of the Warmaster Horus himself. Some time at the infernal forges and it will be as good as new. But Abbadon needs it now. And he has just the thing to keep it running for the short term.
Abbadon pulls a small glowing dial from inside his armor. He slams the gear into the Talon of Horus and twists it. The mangles parts of the lightning claw seem to suddenly pull themselves back together, and the weapon is engulfed in green flames. The recovered gauntlet radiates with chaos energy, far more powerful then it was before. Abbadon grins. It is time to test it’s power.
Abbadon allows himself to fall to the ground. As he falls, he raises the Talon high above his head, trailing green flames behind him as he plummets to the surface. As he reaches the ground, he slams the Talon’s blades through the marble and into the planet’s crust, sending green flames deep into the earth.
Suddenly, tendrils of green flames erupt from under all the companions. The swift moving tendrils will attempt to wrap themselves around each companion, engulfing them in chaos fire if the companions fail to avoid them.
