Liberation of Slaves

P#22
The two flames drew closer, revealing a tall man and a short woman. The woman carried a gun and a cutlass like the others he fought before her. The large man wielded two cutlass surrounded in flowing water. The man dropped his torched and pulled his blades. Tendrils of water flew from the blades toward Conrad as well a bullet fire from the women. There were to many targets to dodge. Conrad rushed forward toward the tendrils, taking one to his right shoulder making him unable to swing his sword. He lashed out using his left hand, stabbing his fingers into the slavers chest.

" Lightning Bullets! " Conrad yelled as five energy bullets erupted from his fingers.

The tendril dissipated as the slaver collapsed to the ground. As the man fell the other struck him the side with two bullets. Conrad clutched his side and fell to one knee. The slaver walked toward him ready to finish the job. Conrad waited for her to get closer with his hand gripped onto Dyrnwyn. She swung her sword upon reaching him. He quickly struck her sword away with his arm slashed her across the stomach in one motion. He stood back up as she fell, still clutching his side in pain.

" You got some lucky shots, not bad. " Conrad said to the now unconscious slavers.

Conrad quickly reached into a bag on his belt, pulling out a handful of powder containing a coagulating agent. He held the powder to his side and again for his shoulder.

" No bleeding out for me. " Conrad said under his breath.  
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OOC: 263 words.
Spell Used: Lightning Bullets.
Mana Used: 5%
Mana Regained: 10%
Mana Remaining: 85 %
Health Remaining: 50%
CoC Cooldown: 4/6
WFE Cooldown: 5/5
HW Cooldown: 3/4
Lightning Bullet Cooldown: 1/4

P#23

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The two slavers slowly closed the gap between them the fist one ran up swinging his sword at Ezeakieals head. Evading the edge of the blade by inches Ezeakieal stepped into his most defended point on his body and elbowed him on the left side of his jaw while tripping his right side with a powerful kick. The slaver was unconscious, his body spin horizontally a few times in mid air before his face plummeted to the ground.  Ezeakieal slowly walked towards the last slaver in front of him. When a look of confidence shown in his helpless eyes for just a split second. "Lucky we aren't playing poker this guy could have cheated me out of some series cash." Ezeakieal thought to himself while seeing a clear refection of the first foe he toppled over readying his pistol for a shot. Ezeakieal waited for the sound of the trigger being squeezed. By the first click of the trigger Ezeakieal leapt to his side while flipping off the slaver in front of him as his fellow slaver's bullet tore through his shoulder. Ezeakieal dashed forward before the slaver could scream out in pain Ezeakieal thrust his fist into his stomach like a spear. His feet hit the ground, Ezeakieal quickly grabbed the wounded target and threw him over his shoulder directly in the line of the slaver's gun. The slaver hesitated to pull the trigger. For a moment the slaver lost track of Ezeakieal. "I'll give you points for not shooting your friend." The slaver tried to move the gun, but Ezeakieal grabbed his wrist and kicked him up by the bottom of his legs. The slavers body had his wrist bound by Ezeakieal holding a few fingers. He wrapped his arm around the slaver's neck and slowly choked him to sleep."Shhhh go to sleep now."

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P#23
The two finished their fights bloody and bruised. Conrad stabbed his sword into the ground and sat down on a large rock beside him. Letting out a large heaving sigh, he patiently waited for more slavers to show up. Conrad sat, staring at the the entrance to the slaver compound. The two could hear a rustle of foot steps inside. The two took a moment to rest and catch their breath, but still none revealed themselves.

" I think they might be scared of us. " Conrad stated standing up.

Conrad walked over to the large unconscious slaver. He removed the slaver's shirt and ripped it into strips. Using the strips he bandaged his wounds. He absorbed the bullets into his body using his magic.

" At least i don't have to dig the bullets out. " Conrad thought while he finished bandaging his wounds.

" Looks like we have to go in there and get them our selves. " Zeak said impatiently.

Conrad nodded and retrieved his sword. They positioned themselves outside the entrance to the fort. Walking in, they found themselves in a large open room approximately nine hundred square feet. The floor and roof were tiled. The room was painted white and had large dark rust colored spots that stained the room. The room had only one other exit on the other side of the room.

" This is a pretty large room, i wounder what they use it for. " Conrad said looking around.

As he finished his sentence, stairs descended from the ceiling. Slavers appeared from the stairs weapons ready.
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OOC: 258 words.
Mana Remaining: 85 %
Health Remaining: 50%
CoC Cooldown: 5/6
HW Cooldown: 4/4
Lightning Bullet Cooldown: 2/4

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P#25

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Conrad cracked his knuckles and flexed his neck at the slavers, most of the villain's were already backing away from their advance, "I should let you know before hand, this is gonna hurt." Ezeakieal leapt over Conrad's back and plowed into the slaver's range of attack, they pointed their guns at Ezeakieal, their hands quaking in fear. "You sure you wanna fire those so close to each other?" they all looked at their weapons when Ezeakieal stuck down their guns, he pulled out the barrel form the the first slaver's pistol and kicked the second into the roof destroying the gun in it's entirety, the third was chopped clean in half with a quick slash from his hand, and the last two had the tips of each of the guns barrels crushed by Ezeakieals thumb and index finger. The slavers quickly drew their scimitars and swung at Ezeakieal with all their might, their attacks were frantic and full of openings Ezeakieal grabbed the scimitar's blade with the tips of index and middle knuckle, with a powerful flick of his wrist he snapped the blade off at the tip. One of the five slavers that was assaulting him flew into the air as Ezeakieal punched, the slaver hit the roof and fell back to the floor. While he was falling Ezeakieal ran up to the next slaver and tossed him into the bedrock walls, leaving a large indent of the slaver body. He jumped onto the next slaver's chest with a violent falling knee kick. Ezeakieal didn't stop there being so close to ground Ezeakieal grabbed the remaining two slavers by their ankles and slammed them together, as the first slaver's body hit the ground. "So just the lot of you guys left." Ezeakieal said with a cheerful and child like smile.

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P#26

Conrad ran past the crowd to the strongest looking enemies. Behind the crowd stood two larger slavers, each wielding a water enhanced cutlass. The two wore the exact same clothes and look as thou they were twins. Upon reaching the two, large thick walls crashed down around him, boxing him in with the large slavers. The box was approximately one quarter of the room, leaving adequate fighting space. The floor began to recede toward the wall reveling a pool of water underneath the floor. Conrad used his magic to stand on the air over where the floor used to be.

" That was a good try, it's a good thing i can do this. " He said pointing out that he can stand on the air.

The two stood atop the water below him, using their magic to control the water. He waited for them to attack, watching each movement. Torrents of water burst from the pool beneath him. He kicked off the air, sending him sliding to the other side of the box. He kicked off the wall toward the one on the right. Dyrnwyn erupted in white fire as he attacked the slaver with great speed. The slaver quickly blocked with his cutlass stopping his sword for only a moment.

" Shiro hi Bakufū. " He yelled shooting flame from his sword.

The flames from Dyrnwyn quickly melted through the cutlass. The slaver screamed in pain as he was hit in the chest with the blast of fire. Water burst from beneath Conrad knocking him back into the air above them.
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OOC: 259 words.
Spell Used: Air Walk, White Flame Embodiment, Shiro hi Bakufū.
Mana used: 5%
Mana Remaining: 80 %
Health Remaining: 40%
CoC Cooldown: 6/6
Lightning Bullet Cooldown: 3/4
SHB Cooldown: 1/2
AW Duration: 1/2
WFE Duration: 1/3

P#27

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As the slavers tried to chase after Conrad Ezeakieal placed his hands firmly on the two in the back of the ranks of the eleven remaining slavers. The two couldn't budge so much as an inch. "You guy's didn't forget about me now did ya?" Ezeakieal clashed the two slaver's heads together rattling their brains, he grabbed the backs of their collars as they were falling than threw their unconscious bodies at another two slaver's. They reached out to grab the flying bodies when Ezeakieal dashed in a few feet away from the right flank. He than jumped to his side in a horizontal double spin kick to their chins. Their bodies went limp as the first two crashed into them. The rest of the slaver's jaws were open when they saw Ezeakieal land after taking out four men. He lifted his finger and swayed it towards him. "Who's next?" The seven remaining slaver's with weapons drawn hesitated for a moment. They looked at each other and grinned "Aww isn't that cute, they think that having more numbers means that they'll win." Ezeakieal ran head first into the charging group of slavers kicking up the ground and dust from the process. He wiped through the enemies disarming them and binding their joints in a massive submission technique. When the dust cleared Ezeakieal stood admiring his work each of their limbs were linked from arms to legs with each others bodies forming into a great seven man loop "Why can't I feel anything?" One of the slavers said while the rest bickered about who's body part was where. "I hit your pressure points to relax all the muscles in your joints. Other wise you guy's would be feeling intense pain right now." He said as he leapt though the ring of disabled slavers "Don't worry it's only temporary. I think I'll call this move the wheel of karma." Conrad shouted in the distance "I think the doughnut of karma sounds better." The slaver looked relieved. "You guy's will start feeling the pain in a bit." The relief quickly faded and was replaced with panic. "HAH!" Conrad laughed in the distance. That part was a lie, but Ezeakieal could care less about a slaver's state of mind "Better to let them sweat."

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P#28

Conrad leapt down striking the same slaver in the chest and dodged the torrents of water thrown at him. The slaver fell to one knee clutching his chest in pain. Conrad quickly dropped down behind the hurt slaver, only to be blasted back by water. A large amount of water sprayed across his sword, extinguishing the fire. He jumped into the air, pointing his hand down at the slavers. A large area of super cold air washed over the enemies. The hurt slaver, slumped over unconscious onto the semi-frozen water. The other slaver was shivering and cold. Conrad Dropped from the air again striking the slaver on top of his shoulder. Large torrents of water burst from the ice but Conrad quickly dodged back. Kicking off the wall, he flew at the slaver striking him across the chest, finishing him off. He stabbed his sword into the wall carving himself a doorway to get out. Conrad fell to the ground from fatigue in front of Zeak.

" Did you beat everyone. " Conrad asked with his face against the ground.

" Looks like you had one hell of a fight. " Zeak laughed.

Conrad lifted his hand and extended his middle finger. After another short break the team went searching for the rest of the slaves. They searched for a way to make the floor and ceiling move. Small mechanical sounds could be heard from the corners of the room. Upon closer inspection the noises came from cameras mounted in the corners that were spying on them.
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OOC: 253 words.
Spell Used: Cone of Cold
Spell Maintained: Air Walk
Mana Used: 10%
Mana Remaining: 70 %
Health Remaining: 30%
Lightning Bullet Cooldown: 4/4
SHB Cooldown: 2/2
AW Duration: 2/2
WFE Cooldown: 1/5

#29
Ezeakieal lead Conrad through the maze like exterior of the slaver's basement dungeon the cobble stone brick walls were damp, and dank. The smell of excrement and rotting flesh. Conrad coughed an covered his nose. The intense rank odor was worse for Ezeakieal it brought back memories of time during his own enslavement. Ezeakieal began to throw up. "You okay?" Conrad asked trying to hold back his own vomit. "My nose is a little more sensitive than normal people I'm alright." Though that was the truth, it's not what made Ezeakieal puke. Sometime an edict memory is a curse for that split moment his was in his past again experiencing the years of his tortured youth all over again. He pulled himself together and continued down the narrow underground facility. The two stopped at a wooden door that had a small barred peak whole. The sounds of men women and children sobbing and moaning in pain. Conrad reached for the door handle but before his hand could reach Ezeakieal kicked down the door this time the smell is what caused his nausea as both Ezeakieal and Conrad let chucks spew from their mouths. What they saw was atrocious ten to twenty adults were crammed into 8 x 8 foot prison cells, if they're were children the grouping was around forty to fifty in a cell. Ezeakieal estimated that there were around five hundred people packed together in this massive prison. The two quickly began breaking the doors and removing the peoples restraints.

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P#30

They treated the most injured and prayed for the deceased. The duo than took the people out side picked up and tied the bandits and bound them all in a slaves restraints. As they walked towards the dock, Conrad let one of the freed children slaves pull the slaver's chains.

"Conrad!" Zeak shouted.

"What..? Oh come on that's like giving a kid what he didn't even know what he wanted for Christmas." Conrad said helping the kids.

Zeak nodded "What ever! I probably would of enjoyed it too."

Conrad cocked his head. "You were a..."

Zeak looked him the eye. "Yeah."

The boats sails could be seen the the early morning horizon.

Zeak smiled "Thanks Conrad I needed this."

He ran forward ahead of the group. He lifted his fist in the air as he shouted. "Are you ready to go home people."

The island roared to life in cheers of joy. They boarded the boat with all of the freed slaves and slavers Conrad made sure the leader of this operation stared into the abyss of her utter and total loss while crippled carver cried next to her.
The two got back to shore and immediately went to the nearest authorities. They handed over the traumatized innocents to get proper treatment and the slavers got a fist class ride straight to the prison. Conrad turned to Zeak during their train ride back to Magnolia.

"So was it bad?" Conrad asked.

"The wounds nah! I'm fine."

Conrad sighed "That's not.." "I know it's not something I like to talk about alright?"

Conrad gave a no problem body gesture.

"Lets drink allot tonight."

Zeak nodded and said, "This time I'm gonna drink you under the table.

Conrad laughed at the thought of someone challenging him to drink. "Bring it on."

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