The Sunny Tower of No Refunds [Mission]

Naraca soared through the air like Superman as he went through the open door of the storage room and came back to the hallway only to find several Sun culists armed and ready as they were looking down the hole and trying to figure out where the intruders were. Yet, fortunately, and unfortunately for them, they found there targets.
Naraca almost felt himself attempt to grab his sword but quickly stopped as he had Luna on his back, and he actually didn't have his blade.
"Damn" He mumbled.

Kihia shook free of the big arm around him and landed on the floor. Naraca's eye's snapped to him.
"Kihia! The hell are you-"
"Naraca, once I make a small opening, pick me up and fly us through, use the nature of my spell to help break us through!" He called out with two of his ice partisans in hand.
Taking one look up he saw there was a lot of cultists, at least more then 20. Yet he nodded and waited for his moment, staying in the air horizontally so Luna could simply rest on his back.
Kihia wrapped the chain around a few guys and was able to push them all aside to create an opening in an impressive fashion.
"Naraca now!" Kihia told him.
Seeing the boy was carrying the two partisans, both linked by a chain. He understood what he wanted.
"I gotcha. Luna, hold on tight" He told her before picking up speed and flying towards Kihia.
"Okay!" She replied, wrapping both her arms tightly around his body taking hold of wrist that was around him.
He flew faster and picked up Kihia, feeling her lower body lift up slightly from his movements.
"Tighter then that!" He shouted before reaching his arms out and picking up Kihia and turning to begin to spin.
Luna felt her lower body begin to slide down and almost hang off of his body. She let out a scream from the sudden speed and threw her legs forward. Wrapping them around Naraca's waist and locking her feet together and holding onto him as tightly as possible like she was trying to squeeze him to death.

Naraca growled as he span faster and shot forward like a missile. The partisans whipped around in a circle with them and became a spinning fan of cuts as all the men were forced to either jump to the side to avoid the blades or get badly cut and knocked aside from the intense power of the swinging blades.
As he barreled through them and went down the hall way he found several of what looked like lightning bolts headed towards him from the front. These cultist were wizards no doubt, and they had there own Sun magic.
Naraca dodged, flying in one direction or the other, his body sometimes barrel rolling or moving all around the hallway until they reached the end of the hall and got to a foyer. More Sun cultist were waiting for them and they all threw lightning bolts that Naraca realized were sun bolts that looked like Zeus style lightning rods.

"Hold on!!" Naraca shouted out his warning
Several bolts were coming towards him, but not only that, they were also being shot in directions where the Sun cultist figure he might try to go, in an attempt to pepper the sky.
He wasn't able to get his bearings much of the area around him, but he quickly spotted doors that were up some stairs that were open.
He shot straight down, diving for the floor before he turned his body so his back was facing the ground, Luna being inches from the ground and Kihia back now resting on his stomach for a moment. Like a shark he stalked the ground, waving side to side and sliding underneath several bolts before he tipped his head forward, and his body shot straight up, the pressure now bearing down on them as he went into the air.
Sun bolts flew around him and passing him. More and more being thrown by the cultists in an attempt to swarm them.
It was getting tight.
Naraca almost had no idea where he was going, he was flying too fast and turning and spinning too much to really get his bearing or any sense of spacial awareness. He just knew where that door was.
A turn caused to be flying right be the ceiling now. So he dived down. Then threw himself up and through the open doors.

"Now!!!" A Sun cultist yelled with a sun bolt in hand to 6 others all carrying two bolts each.
Naraca was able to look up right as he saw them all through a total of 12 sun bolts. All the bolts were hurdling towards them and they were only a few feet away.

A massive adrenaline rush flooded through Naraca's veins and he eye's widened from the ambush. He didn't have time to dodge, he only had one option.
He continued to push forward while putting both his hands and Kihia and Luna to pry them off of him. Then with a spin he'd toss them both to the wall, throwing Kihia first then Luna right towards him so he could catch her.
After his spin Naraca saw the bolts were inches from his face.
"Bio-Organic-"
Two bolts slammed into his chest.
"Hardening!" He finished, completely blocking the pain the bolts did and not thinking of what damage they may have done.
The rest of the bolts all rammed into his body as he flew right into them and continued to fly forward. He skin hardened and turned black with silver lines showing his veins and a bright orange fog surrounded him from the after math of all the bolts.
From the fog emerged a massive, black figure that zipped through the air like a lightning bolt and slammed into the first two cultists with his shoulder.
"Whoa!" One of the cultists yelled out as the big black giant suddenly was right in front of them.
With 4 left Naraca spun around as he was still flying and stuck his leg out, performing a flying round house kick that rammed into two of the cultists and sent them both through the air before hitting the ground rolling.
The other two formed new sun bolts.
Naraca shot forward towards them. One of the bolts were thrown and whizzed past Naracas head, hitting the wall instead. He grabbed both of them by the throats and continued to fly forwards, ramming both there backs into the wall and knocking them out cold from the hard impact.
The black color washed off of Naraca's skin and he looked down and saw his chest had black burned marks on it. He was able to block the pain, the bolts weren't very strong fortunately. However now all the men that were just outside the doors were going to be coming in soon, in fact they likely came in by the time he was dealing with the men that tried to ambush them.

Kihia hung onto the Geruks tightly as Naraca flew them around the tower trying to avoid direct combat and from Luna being hit, suddenly they landed and Naraca tossed Kihia to the side and then followed up by throwing Luna at him. Kihia nodded and quickly dispelled the chained partisans and caught Luna, only to watch as Naraca had been hit by the Cultists attacks. Kihia saw however, that Naraca had managed to cast one of his own spells for the first time while they fought together and endure the attacks, Kihia place Luna down on the ground and said, “Wait here…” He then walked up to Naraca and asked, “Are you alright?...” He waited for a moment for Naraca to respond and then channeled a bit of his magical power into the Geruks, I store within these weapons… Ice Make Gauntlets…

After he did this Kihia handed Naraca the weapons, “Tap the centers then quickly place them on your forearms… it seems we have a major fight coming our way…” Kihia stood there and thought for a moment, We have an untold amount of enemies behind that door… only one entry point it seems… if we hold this spot we can make it out of this… but we both need all the help we can get… Kihia then unsheathed Icarus and place both of his hands on it, focusing on Naraca and himself, “I hope you are ready for a crash course in improvised Ice skating Naraca…” Kihia then put one of his hands on Naracas shoulder and said, “Ice Make… Skaroks…” Kihia watched as the Skaroks Skating gear formed on both himself and Naraca, he nodded and then started channeling a mixture of two magical elements into Icarus, “Ice Make… Glave…” The glaive blade formed at the top of Icarus which he then lifted up with his left hand and place his right hand near the other end, “Crystal Make… Chain” Kihia watched as the crystal chainlinks formed and connected to the band around his right arm, “Here we are in a another close situation Naraca… lets make sure we all get out of here without serious injury this time…”

The member 'Kihia' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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"I'm fine" Naraca replied to Kihia.
He turned his head to Luna and saw her just getting up from the ground.
"You okay Luna?" He asked her.
She nodded her head, her face looking like a mix of being scared and excited at the same time from the ride.
Naraca looked towards the open door, he could hear the shouting outside and the formation of cultists. They could fight them all could they? He turned his head around to look behind him, seeing the hallway wasn't very far. They could keep running, trying to find a way out. Yet they kept being led up...Could they even escape back down the same way? It wouldn't be impossible.

Kihia made some of his ice weapons giving them to Naraca as gauntlets. He nodded and slid them on, he was surprised the boy was able to make them big enough for him.
Thinking of that though he remembered the uncomfortable tightness around his chest. He looked down and saw a Sun design. That's right, he was still wearing the robe.
"Guess we don't need these anymore" He commented, his hands firmly grabbing the chest of the fabric and ripping the cloak right off like he was shedding it off.
Kihia continued to buff them up as much as he could for this fight, now using some kinda...Ice skating spell?
After the boy touched his shoulder and fitted his feet with some kinda of skates he turned over to Luna for a moment, she looked scared, looking towards the door as her hands were shaking.
"Get as ready as you can, I'll be right back" He told the ice boy before walking over to Luna.
"Hey..." He greeted her a bit more softly.
Her eye's snapped to him and she jumped a little but quickly relaxed.
"Hey" She replied meekly.
"You...Might wanna stand back a bit. Watch our backs, let us know if anyone's coming" He explained, pointed to the door to the other side.
She nodded her head, her eye's clearly showing she was unsure.
"Naraca...Once they know I'm following you two...They'll kill me..."
Naraca shook his head.
"They won't touch you alright?" He said truthfully, bending down so he could be eye level with her.
"You can't promise that, The Archmage...He's too strong."
"The Archmage?"
"Our lead-I mean, they're leader" She explained, he head looking down like she had already lost hope.
Naraca looked at her in her fear, he couldn't exactly say he could beat up a person he had never met. Who knew how strong this Archmage really was after all.
"You can't protect me...Not from him." Her grim tone bringing her shoulders down and her head lower as it looked almost she was going to curl in a ball from fright.
With his arms now exposed Naraca put his two fingers on his shoulder.
"Do you see these scars?" He asked her.
She slowly looked up at him, just now noticing that he wasn't wearing the robe and his full physique was shown. It was quite scary to her.
"Y-yeah"
"Countless times I've fought impossible battles. Not battles I've started, but those which I have someone to protect. Everyone one of these scars are from protecting someone. Which means that I succeeded. As the scar is now on me, and not them." He explained to her, his hand on his shoulder then moving to the Lamia Scale tattoo.
"We're Lamia Scale, a guild of hero's. Hero's who protect. Even if we die, we'll do so ensuring that you won't be hurt by them. We'll be your shield" He said soulfully and seriously, trying to show her she truly had nothing to fear, even if this Archmage was too strong for them.
Luna looked into his eye's as he spoke. She cautiously nodded her head as he finished.

He turned his head towards the door, he could hear the men coming up the stairs now. They stomped they're feet up, and it did indeed sound like a lot of feet.
"Here they come, go watch the back okay?" He asked her, pointing to the back door.
She looked towards it. Gulped and then nodded.
"Okay!"
Naraca turned over to Kihia and walked up beside him to face the door way.
With no weapon his simply out his hands up, his fingers open and his feet apart and his stance low in a stance ready for grappling and quick strikes.
"Luna!!" He called out to her for a moment.
She turned her head over to him, her eye's mostly fixed on the back door
"The next time you see the Sun, it will be outside these walls."

Kihia nodded at Naraca as he told him to wait a moment, and started to check on the Skaroks skating systems moving all lateral directions. He nodded satisfied and looked back behind him listening on the conversation Naraca and Luna were having. When he heard news of the Archemage he frowned… The leader of these people is coming down to meet us wonderful… I hope Naraca can Master the Skarok’s system in a short time period… He continued to listen to their conversation and waited a moment for Naraca to finish talking about who they were. “Naraca is right… we will be your shield… on behalf on Lamia Scale and the Lessons our Master have taught us… You will see the light of the actual Sun again… not the so called light these people offer you…”

Kihia looked at Naraca as he walked up back to his side, he waited a moment and then turned his focus onto the door in front of them, he sensed their presence coming quickly towards them, “You ready for another fight Naraca…? Lets be sure to get all of out of here alive… for we can have a few more stories to tell everyone back at Lamia Scale…" Kihia than braced himself as air started getting sucked into the chestpiece of the Skarok system, then four men charged into the room blindly.

Kihia dashed forward as a burst of air shot out of the back of the chest piece quickly accelerating himself forward, he lowered the glaive blade and swung upward with the blade slicing across one of the cultists right leg and arm, as he did this he let go of Icarus with his left arm and then started to spin around quickly. At mid turn, Kihia let go of Icarus with his right arm letting the Crystal chain bear the full weight of the swing as it swung across slamming Icarus into the other three men knocking them back. Kihia then quickly backed up as he saw the four men had been stunned but not KO’d.

Luna gave out a small, cute smile after hearing Kihia add to what Naraca had said. She kept her eye's mostly fixed on the back, but naturally she also wanted to see what would happen with the fight so she was focused on the two wizards as well.

Keeping himself low as he waited for the swarm to come. He had no idea how tough each of these men would actually be. The small ambush team he'd beaten couldn't account for everyone. This Archmage as well, if he came and was as strong as Luna said, they might have to fall back.
Coming into this mission he'd never of thought he'd end up going against an entire cult that only showed up in myth and legend. Told as a scary story of how no one ever returned from the Mystic Tower. Yet here they were now fighting a legendary group of people.
He knew they had to get Luna out, but he was going to try his best to avoid killing anyone. While he knew this group had tainted morals, the fact is that this place has indeed given people new and better lives. They were about to fight those same people, people that might not have the same opinion as the Sun cult itself.
These were simply people fighting for there homes, for a place that gave them a home, a family, friends, community and a place of belonging. He understood that there was good in this place as well as bad.
That being said, they were now going to try and kill Kihia and Naraca, then likely execute Luna. So he would do everything he could to fight them here and push them back.

"You got it" He replied to Kihia with a smile before seeing the men come up. Four rushed in first, followed by the rest behind them. They weren't quite pooling in like water just barreling through, but they all came in groups. This hall way was pretty big, so rightfully they came in large groups.
"Here we go!" Naraca called out as they came in.
He rushed forward, zipping past the four men that he would leave to Kihia in order to deal with the rest of the horde.
There was an untold amount, all the men that had been coming after them up to this point were all here now. After the four, behind them were tons, some looked tougher then others, some big some small, but all of them had glowing gold like hands, no doubt those would do some kinda magical damage, burning if they were like those sun bolts.
With these ice gauntlets and ice skate like things on his feet with the odd ice piece on his chest and back, all of that adding to his Bio-organic hardening and his regular strength and speed...Well it was time to see just how tough these men were.

The horde was well split together, with at least 2 feet of room between them. Naraca took fast, heavy steps as he ran right towards them, going head first into the center of the horde, a seemingly suicide action.
The sun cult all noticed him obviously and they all came after him with fists and kicks coming towards him.  
"Try this!" Naraca growled, throwing his right fist forward, and with little dodging room for the cultist the man in front of him had no choice but to get hit.
The blow came with a low thud coming from the man body, his eye's wide open as well as his mouth, looking like he was about to throw up before the impact shot him forward into the men behind him, sending them all toppling over like bowling pins. The men that were to his sides smashed there fists and feet on Naraca's body, his skin turn black on the spots that they hit him on and the men pulled there broken hands and bruised feet in pain from hitting a surface as hard as steel with all there might.
"Ow!!"
Or
"Agh!!"
and some
"Shit!!" Was all that could be heard from the men that made impact with Naraca's body.
Using this moment, he zipped to the side, grabbing one of the men by the scruff of the neck of there shirt, lifting him up with one hand effortlessly and tossing him into the crowd of other men trying to stand, only to smash them back down.
Following the man he tossed he went towards the other men behind the one he tossed. He slammed his fist into the face of one, knocking him down, his other hand following up, hitting another and knocking him into the wall. The power of each blow overwhelming the one's hit and putting them out of commission.
Two men mustered up the courage to charge him, they charged forward, one coming in with a hard left hook, the other jumping up for a flying kick.
Lifting his leg up Naraca shot his left foot forward, performing a front kick and smashing it into the chest of the one coming in with the punch, the foot flying at him he smacked away so the man with be directed to Naraca's side with his back facing him. With a quick turn his rammed a fist into the back on the flying man, letting him collide with the crowd of charging men once again.
5 men came in following that, all trying to grab onto him to weigh him down.
Naraca ducked low, spinning with his long leg out and sweeping the legs of all 5 of them with such force that there bodies all went horizontal in there air.
With them still in mid-air Naraca jumped into the air, putting one foot on one of the flying men and threw himself up in the air. Soaring into the center of the massive crowd they all got out of the way so the large man wouldn't land on anyone, yet that didn't matter.
He came down, lifting both his fists up over his head. Once his feet hit the ground, his fists came down, ramming into the ground with a massive boom, the floor cracking underneath the raw power and caving in, a shock wave being sent out with such power that all the men around him all rammed into the wall of the hall with there bodies.
Getting up, Naraca quickly had a man jump on his back, and another grabbing his right wrist with both hand.
With ease he swung his right arm up, throwing the man grabbing his arm straight up and ramming into the ceiling.
A growl came from his throat and he reached back and grabbed the shoulder of the man on his back before shooting his hips back, his body bending forward and hie heaved the man off his back, throwing him right into the man that was currently falling from the ceiling in mid-air, having them both ram into the wall.

He was given no time to rest. The moment he threw the cultist off his back he found himself lifting his arm up to block a punch, he took a step back to avoid another punch nearly coming into this face. After his step back his fist went straight, knuckles making contact with a mans shoulder as the punch he dodged from his face whizzed passed his chin. Yet now that man was sent straight to the ground from the power.
The punch his blocked was followed by another punch, a left hook. Naraca's right hand went down, then shot up, performing an uppercut and hitting the cultist chin directly, sending up into the air and to the ground, being caught by another man as he came down.
These men started to hesitate, he could see it, yet he wouldn't let up. Not until they were all beaten.
He was still surrounded by men, so many in fact that he knew Kihia still had plenty to deal with as they no doubt might be trying to see if they could deal with the man with the staff instead of the crazy man.
Some of the men surrounding Naraca formed sun bolts in there hands.
The impressive speed the giant man could use however saw him zipping back into the crowd, shouldering his way through 5 men tightly packed together and sending them into more men that all either fell to the ground or hit the wall.
He bent down, grabbing the ankles of two of those cultists, turning around and lifting them up and he did, throwing them both into the others behind him that were prepared sun bolts. They all collided with one another and fell to the ground, yet 3 bolts still came towards him, he was about to duck underneath them, however there was still men behind him.

With a frown he knew he didn't want these men to be too seriously injured, all the wounds they had from Naraca didn't go passed broken bones or concussions. They'd all recover, however those sun bolts were another story. So he lifted his arms up and let the bolts ram into his forearms, the hard impact doing nothing to his arms as they black steel color washed over them, hardening where they made impact.

The cultists that threw them had a look of shock, while the others around that saw the bolts do nothing had a look of dismay.
One of the men that threw the bolts looked somewhat angry.
"Why!? Why does nothing work? What are you!?" The cultist yelled out.
A deep breath came out of Naraca's lungs and he moved his arms down a little to make eye contact. The eye's of the beast glowing with a very faint red tint, light, but enough that the cultist could see it.  
"A demon" Naraca replied coldly.
The cultist had little time to react in any sense of fear as the man, or demon, shot forward and suddenly was hanging right over the cultist that asked the question. A long shadow casting over the man.
"A demon that protects, and saves" He added, making eye contact with the man again, yet while his eye's were somewhat red, his expression was one of sincerity. Like a monster who had a consciousness.
The cultist slowly backed away, yet not completely in fear, but more awe struck. Like he wasn't really sure how to react.
"He's an intruder and a kidnapper, stop him!!" A cultist yelled from behind Naraca with a sun bolt in hand and throwing it right into the center of the beasts back.
He growled as the bolt made impact, his spell protecting him and the black steel skin staying strong. Yet at this rate he wouldn't last for much longer.
He turned away from the man who seemed conflicted now and towards the culist that threw the bolt to take him down as well.

It wouldn't be long now...Not long at all before things got much worse.

Kihia Quickly reversed his spin striking the four men knocking them out, he then grabbed onto Icarus and held in firmly in both of his hands. He then watched as Naraca went to work against the next wave of enemies, taking them out in droves. He watched as Naraca fully utilized the Skaroks system as well as the Gauntlets, Kihia stood there for a moment using his magic sensory to get a read on how many cultists were coming. Forty?... no upwards of sixty enemies coming to our location from the same path… it seems the whole tower is coming to try and take us down… Kihia looked back at Luna, “You may want to take cover behind something…” Kihia then took off towards the front line of where the fighting was taking place, The Skaroks and the Gauntlets will fade out momentarily… best to try and knock out most of the cultists in one blow…

Kihia ran past Naraca engaging the next few enemies coming towards him, he spun around slicing one cultist across their stomach making them keel over and then kicked them sending them flying into the wall. One cultist ran up with his fist encompassed by white light in attempt to punch Kihia, he barely managed to dodge with the spell barely grazing across the side of his face. Kihia then looped the chain around the man’s arm and brought it down making him flip over Kihia. Kihia then nodded, Time for my plan to be put into action… He then sent a portion of his magical power into Icarus, making the magic power start forming a white aura like sphere around Kihia, “Naraca! Find Cover! You Do not want to be caught in this blast!” Kihia waited for a moment, then released the stored magical power in one giant blast with the elements of ice and earth shooting out severely damaging the hallway. What ever happened to Luna and Naraca would not be seen until the light from the blast faded.

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OOC Note: Gauntlets and Skaroks fade this post, as do my weapon ehancements

The cultist who had mustered up the courage to throw the bolt that ended up hitting Naraca's back ended up eating a straight punch to his forehead from Naraca's currently steel hardened knuckles. His hand turning black with silver lines as it made hard contact and knocked the cultist right on his back.
This prompted two more men to come to both his sides. With a look to the one that was coming to his left, he spun to the right, his right leg lifting up and performing a spinning back kick, his heel smashing into the shoulder of the cultist and sending him a few feet elsewhere. Continuing the spin his leg curved up, and then down, making a full 180 degree turn before his heel came right down and smashed into the hip of the man on his left, forcing him to the ground in pain.

Kihia now rushed in, taking out two men that dared to approach him. He then came to about where Naraca was before forming some kind of white sphere aura around his body.

"Naraca! Find Cover! You Do not want to be caught in this blast!” Kihia shouted before he turned to face the remaining horde.
Looking at the aura he faintly recognized the aura from what he had seen of Kihia's magic. That was a big attack he was about to perform.
Turning to Luna he saw she was already doing what she was thinking and backing away from from Kihia already as things seemed to get a bit colder.
He took two big, sprinting steps towards her before jumping forward, his feet staying off the ground as he did and flying straight for her.
"Luna!" He called out to get her attention while extending both his arms to show he was going to grab and carry her.

She looked up and saw him coming right for her. Her fright from what Kihia was going to do though took over any shock she might've felt from the the 7ft tall giant coming straight for her. She lifting both her arms up to which Naraca flew a little to her side and wrapped one arm around her body to lift it up off the ground and fly straight for the back door that Luna was watching earlier.
He flew straight for the door, turned his body so Luna was facing away from the door and rammed the door open with his shoulder.
Once through, he flew straight to one side, his shoulder hitting the wall beside the door and crouching down with Luna in front of him to shield her from any blast that might come through the door. As he did, the freezing attack went off and a bright, grey, silvery orange light shone through the door.

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The freezing shot the ice wizard shot was indeed going to defeat the rest of the sun cultists. No doubt it would have marked the end for the brothers of the sun.
The freezing attack would no doubt approach the men and nearly finish them, however a bright, white hot light suddenly shone from the other side of the tunnel behind the men, a light that traveled straight through the hall and then fully expanding along the length of the entire hallway, covering where it was shining completely in white light. This light made a hard impact with the Ice wizards freeze beam, revealing that it was not a light, but a large, concentrated blast of raw heat that matched up to freezing attacking and melted right through it, equaling it in rank, and then trumping over it by it being heat, which beat ice and continued to burn through the ice attack until it would smash right into the ice wizard himself, aiming to burn his whole body with the power of the sun.
The light itself would also be blinding, if the ice wizard were to defend this, it would have to involved not actually being able to look at what was coming after him. The source of the bright light, appeared to be a golden, glowing god. A bright, luminescent golden aura with with sparkles around him like the stars. Robes that flowed wildly like golden flames from the sun. All topped with a crown that was made of gold and had ruby's, emeralds, sapphires, amyesthest and many other jewels and gems inside of it, it was a crown meant for a king.  
The one that seemed like he was an angel, or a god made from sunlight had a smiling face, and a long, flowing white beard. His feet were inches off the ground and he was flying into the hallway slowly, the cultist looking in awe and immediately falling to there knees and bowing in awe of the magnificence of this man, or if he even was a man.  

"The Sun God has spoken to me..."

A low, amplified voice echoed throughout the hall, a voice that resonated in the ears and bore into the brain with a soothing warmth, one that melted all your troubles away and one you could listen to for hours. A voice you'd fall asleep to, and a voice you wake up to.

"He speaks of a filth, spreading it's sickness throughout his great tower!"

He floated slowly through the center of the path the remaining cultist had made for him, all keeping on there knee's and foreheads to the ground, showing complete submission.

"None that are tainted may enter. None that do not praise the sun may enter. These men are spies, and the Sun wishes to cleanse them...Rejoice men! Stand and take heart! For you have the Sun by your side"

The cultists all turned there heads towards the intruders, and regardless of if Kihia blocked the attack or not, all the cultist looked renewed, rejuvenated, looking confident and ready to take on the world.
"Praise the Sun!!!" Many of the culists would yell out in passion. Lifting both there arms up in a Y formation. In there hands, from both sides extending long sun bolts that looked much stronger then before.
They all pulled there arms back, ready to throw.

"Purge them...In the name of the Sun!!!"

"Hail the Archmage!" They would all respond before they all through there sun bolts at the exact same time towards where Kihia would be. The Archmage also lifting his hand up and with a loud boom he fired a white hot blast of Sun light from his hand that took all the sun bolts into to combine the power of all the bolts with the powerful beam to annihilate anything that stood in it's way, an attack that easily surpassed A rank from the sheer number of bolts along with the sun blast.  
If the ice mage didn't flee, or the man holding the traitor didn't move, they would most definitely be burned to cinders.

Kihia waited for the light to dim from his spell, he had felt a magical disturbance during the time of the blast was expanding. He looked behind himself to make sure Naraca and Luna managed to make it out of the blast radius. Kihia nodded, seeing they had indeed escaped the hallway he then turned his attention to what the results were in front of him. He saw for a good distance that a number of cultists had been caught in the blast, first they had been knocked back from the concussive force from the earth element, and then frozen. It seems the blast only covered roughly twenty men… that is under half of what remains… what happened…? Kihia saw that the explosion had stopped suddenly on the other end of the hallway, with plenty of cultists standing on the other side completely unharmed.

He examined the group and then notice the strong magical presence walking up from behind the group. His voice echoed through the all like a well-practiced speaker would, however Kihia had a feeling he know who this guy was. So that is the archemage of this cult…. It seems he may have had some screws knocked loose from a previous engagement… however the main problem lies in the face Icarus has very little magical residue left inside of it… to little to cast a spell… however this shouldn’t take long… Kihia adopted a defensive stance and said, “Naraca… it seems their own Master has arrived onto the field….” Kihia then saw the incoming blast of light coming from the cultists, Kihia quickly skated backwards and around the corner to avoid the blast of light, "Naraca try and collapse the hallway entrance!"

Naraca kept Luna protected with his body as he stood over her. Yet as the light in the tunnel grew more intense he had the feeling that this wasn't just some giant flashlight. This had to be some kind of spell. The light came with a loud crash before it subsided and the light dimmed. Turning around he peeked around to see Kihia still standing there and in front of him was a golden light that made him think of running towards the light at the end of the tunnel when you die. Yet this light wasn't welcoming, it felt dangerous.
The voice that came from the light was loud and resonated through out the tunnel.
Luna's body began to visibly shiver, and her breaths louder and heavy, each exhale sounding like she was about to scream.
Naraca turned and faced her once he heard this as the saw the complete raw terror in her face, and the stillness in her body. She looked like someone who had a knife the there throat and was too scared to even move.
"I-It's...It's him" She said in a frightened voice but with a whisper.
"The Archmage?" He asked, knowing the answer already and asking more for confirmations sake.
She nodded her head.
His eye's narrowed, so this was it then. This would be the Towers strongest mage. He turned his head back to the tunnel and saw the cultist rallying and looking more confident again, looking like they were ready to take on the world.
The Archmage then lifted up his hand towards Kihia, along with the cultists all forming sunlight bolts in there hands. They were all preparing for an attack, a big one.
"Kihia get outta there!!" Naraca shouted as the men were just moment away from unleashing there combined spell attack. He saw the ice boy begin to move and in that moment knew that he'd get out.
"We gotta get back Luna" He said before turning his to her and taking small but quick steps forward towards her so she would turn around and run. She was scared, but wasn't frozen, she nodded and ran a few feet ahead of him.
Kihia then came running in through the tunnel just moments before the combined assault came out through the door and passed all there of them harmlessly, but punching a massive hole into a wall with a loud crash. No one was hurt, but no doubt that would have killed them if it hit them. Or it would have taken a lot of magic to defend something like that.
Kihia said to try and collapse the hallway entrence.

He took a quick look at the door frame and the wall around the hall way. It was burnt and looked weak from the blast.
"I'll try" He said before jumping up into the air and going a few feet above the door frame and rammed both his feet into the wall. The wall shaked and stirred, pieces of drywall falling in front of the door. He stayed in the air through his flying ability and rammed his feet into the wall again, this time larger pieces falling down. He saw it was working so he flew back to get some distance before shooting forward and ramming his shoulder into the wall. The loud and strong hit caused large chunks of concrete and brick to slam onto the ground and the tunnel collapsing properly. Blocking of the way completely. Landing on the ground Naraca wasn't happy with the result though. With a kind of attack he just saw earlier, he didn't think this would hold back The Archmage at all.
"Hopefully this will help, but we gotta get outta here." He explained, looking back and forth, seeing what looked like a downstairs at the end of one walkway.
"Come on this way" He said before picking his legs up into a jog so that everyone would follow him to the stairs which unbeknownst to him, lead down to a room that would lead to another downstairs and to the church.

Kihia watched as Naraca managed to collapse the passageway and said to follow him towards a stair case. He let Luna go ahead of him, Kihia then followed in suit, but not without a quick glance back at the passage way, I have a feeling that won’t keep them held back for long… He then went down the stairs, after a moment him and the rest of the group reentered into the main Church hall, “Oh wonderful…” He looked around, it was without a doubt one of the biggest rooms in the tower, which could be both a blessing and a curse if the enemy managed to catch up to them. Kihia looked around and saw a single large glass window near the back of the hall, “Naraca… that window may be our best to escape… we may need to act fast however to get out of here…”

Suddenly a bright flash of light erupted from the window, which caused Kihia cover his eyes. When he looked back towards the window, he saw the Archemage standing in the light of the window, “Foolish Heathens, You cannot escape from the Light with mere rubble!” Kihia stood infront of Luna and adopted a fighting stance, “You will not keep us from leaving… Luna sees what kind of light you all offer… and wants to live in the true light of the Sun not what you offer here!” Kihia widened his stance, he knew he was going to have to focus more on his physical ability for a little while, and use his spells when it is most fitting.

Dashing down the stairs and quick as he could with Luna leading the way, they had to go down two flight before exiting through a fire escape and going through a narrow hallway before opening a door to what looked like a backstage area. Continuing forward, they found themselves stage left in front of several rows of church pews and a few innocent cultists noticing the arrival of the intruders.
Naraca felt exposed seeing these people, it didn't look good that on the surface it looked like they were kidnapping Luna. Yet the fact she wasn't being physically held might put on some kind of good message. He noticed the three open entry doors they could escape from.

"Come on we can get out here!" Naraca said before a bright light hit the side of his face and he turned to it with squinted eye's to see it was a golden light from The Archmage that was flying in front of a window. Painting himself to look like a god with the sunlight on his back to only further increase the beauty in his golden glow.
Naraca heard several scrambling foot steps and turned his head to see all the men that were following the Archmage had blocked the three exits with there bodies in a two rowed formation. The row in the front on one knee, and the row in the back standing. All of which had there hands at the ready to throw sun bolts.
"Damn..." He mumbled as he saw no way out. He looked up and saw the balcony area where there were more pews, yet those had some Sun cultists there as well. There was no way out without busting through again, but even then, he had a feeling that with The Archmage being right here, they weren't going to get away. He knew he and Kihia could, but with Luna in tow he wasn't confident that he could keep her shielded. That time when they were flying around through that big room and maneuvering through the sun bolts was a call as close as it could get. If you added that plus The Archmage's big booming shots, he didn't think running would work.
With a growl he turned to The Archmage and looked up.

"Lie's and deceit!" The Archmage replied to Kihia who said Luna had discovered the true light.

"These snakes wish to tempt one of our own to the shadows. Give her back and we may spare your lives!" He said as if speaking through a loud speaker while pointing his finger at Luna who hid behind Naraca and Kihia.

"No!!" Luna suddenly shrieked, her voice with taps in it like she really didn't want to actually say that.
yet Naraca tuned his head he saw a renewed resolve in her eye's.
The Archmage's eye's narrowed at this sudden response and he slowly lowered his finger.

"My child...The Sun God looks upon you with favor. Please for his-"

"No way! I'm not going anywhere with you. I want to live my own life, in the real world! I don't want to hide anymore!" She proclaimed in a strong voice, shouldered her way in between the gap of Naraca's and Kihia's bodies in order to stand up to The Archmage. The two wizards would now be behind her.

"All my life I've been afraid, I came here because I was afraid of living a life I could call my own. I had never done it before and I felt alone...But now! Now I want to make my own destiny, my own life. I don't want this place to be that life" She explained with a fierce determination in her voice, like someone who had found strength in something after being afraid for so long.
The Archmage stayed quiet, looking back in her eye's. He carried a look of disappointment and pity on his face.

"Do you see everyone?! This is what the intruders have done to one of our own. But very well Luna...You may join them in there fate!!" He yelled at the end before lifting his hand up and pointing his open palm and the three of them and firing a white lighted blast from his hand.

"Move!" Naraca shouted, grabbing Luna by the back of her shirt and lifting her up off the ground to throw her backstage. Making sure she would land on her feet and go through the air like how she would with a long jump.
With her at a safe distance he jumped to the other side, off stage himself to avoid the blast. Once he did he landed beside a church pew. Quickly he ran up to it and put both his hand on it then with a surprisingly quick but powerful heave he ripped the entire pew right out of the floor and then tossed it right at The Archmage like a javelin.

Kihia watched as Luna stepped in front of them and stood up to the archemage, telling him what she wanted to do with her life. However Then the Archemage denounced her and extended out his hand out towards them and let out a beam of light that rocketed towards them, Naraca was the first to react, he grabbed Luna and threw her behind them. Kihia then quickly reacted by placing his right hand on his left forearm, “Frozen Armor Creation!” An ice Gauntlet formed on his left forearm, Kihia then reached up and blocked the incoming spell with his left hand, “If you truly follow the light! You wouldn’t threaten to hurt someone for just wanting to follow their own path into the light!” Kihia watched then as Naraca ripped one of the pews out of the floor and threw it at the Archemage.

When Kihia saw this he started to move, he ran rapidly towards the wall, as he approached he slammed one end of Icarus into the ground and pole vaulted onto the wall, and then jumped off of it towards the archemage, he watched as the archemage shot a beam of light at the pew destroying it before it got to him. Kihia then got right behind him as he was executing a front flip, and slammed his leg down onto the Archmage making him be sent flying towards the ground, “You claim to be a speaker for the light, yet your actions are cloaked in darkness…” He watched as the archmage hit the ground, hoping Naraca will seize this opportunity to strike as he landed back onto the ground.

The church pew exploded into splinters from a large sun blast that Naraca had to shield his face from with his arm as some pieces of wood bounced off his body.
Kihia seemed to have taken advantage of this opportunity when The Archmage was distracted and had gotten himself above the man and brought his heel of his boot on the man's back.
The Archmage's chest was shoved forward from the sudden impact followed by the rest of his body being carried straight down and he was sent hurdling to the ground.

Luna, who was now in the backstage area was peeking her head from the wall and her hand keeping the curtain's back with her hand so she could see. Her eye's fixed on the battle that was now taking place. She watched like her life depended on it, concerned for the Lamia wizards but also feeling a deep spike of satisfaction as she had watched for the first time in her life The Archmage be struck down. Although she wasn't looking at them, she was sure the other sun cultist watching were just as amazed as she was.

The Archmage was winded but he slowed his decent to the ground with his natural flying ability so stopped a few feet off the ground.
His hands glowed brighter with power that mirrored an increasing rage inside him. He looked up and saw the bigger man coming straight after him.
The Archmage, who was still horizontal to the ground lifted his hand up to Naraca as he was just a couple feet away. A massive sun blast fired out from his hand but Naraca threw his own hand forward and grabbed the Archmage's wrist and redirected the blast so he past beside him. The shot smashing in the church floor.
Naraca's pulled the Archmage in closer and then with his second hand moved his fist underneath the mans body and shot it up. Since the Archmage was horizontal to the floor, Naraca's fist came straight up in a powerful uppercut and rammed right into the man's gut. The impact knocked the Archmage's breath right out of his lungs and Naraca only continued the motion. His fist going up higher as he lifted the man's whole body up, then turning, and curving straight down like Naraca was drawing a crescent moon on a chalkboard. He took the Archmage around and then slammed him onto the ground, Naraca's fist still in his gut.

Now that the man was finally on the ground Naraca's hand that was still on The Archmage's wrist which went to turn him around so he would be laying on his stomach, however the Archmage quickly turned his head to look the big man right in the eye's and his own eye's glowed with a bright incandescence before bursting out a bright beam of light that hit Naraca's eye's with a flare so bright it completely covered his vision in a white sheen like someone gave him pure white contact lenses.
The seering pain didn't phase Naraca but the blocking of his vision caused him to shield his eye's with his hand. He was still holding The Archmage however so the false prophet used his free hand to hit and open palmed strike into Naraca's gut. The impact from the strike alone wasn't enough, but his hand burst out from it shockwave blast of sun power and sent Naraca a couple feet back.
The Archmage flew back up to his godly position where his feet weren't quite touching the ground. He lifted his palm up to fire another blast at Naraca while his eye's and mouth emitted this powerful white light that was almost instantly blinding to look at.

The Archmage prepared a second shot to fire straight at Naraca.

Kihia watched as Naraca engaged the Archemage after he had been knocked out of the air. Things seemed to be going into his favor, that is until the archemage activated a spell that caused light to shine out of his eyes, blinding Naraca, he then counterattacked and sent him flying. “Naraca!” Kihia started to run towards the archemage as he did he closed his eyes, I am going to have to rely on my sense of touch… and to a degree my hearing… but this will be a challenge… He ran up as the Archemage took notice of Kihia and turned towards his direction.

Kihia dropped to a knee and slid the rest of the distance as the Archemage then lifted off the ground a bit for Kihia would slide right underneath him. “Without your sense of Sight you will never be able to see the Light that will judge you heathens!” As this happened Kihia felt the airflow from the Archemage’s movement and reached up with his left hand and felt the archemages foot. He then quickly grabbed onto it and slammed him back down on the ground, before quickly stopping and standing up swing Icarus upward as he went.

The Archemage who was now upside down saw this and covered both his hands in a golden light and caught Icarus as Kihia swung it stopping both mages in their tracks. Kihia felt the angle at which Icarus now resided and recognized it being diagonal, one end angled downward towards the floor and the other upwards where the Archemage had blocked it. He smiled and started to channel a portion of his magical power to the lower end of Icarus, “Ice Make… Pole!” The ice pole shot out of the lower end of Icarus impacting the floor which then sent Kihia and Icarus directly into the Archemage, sending them both flying towards the back wall. However when they impacted, the Archemage quickly lowered his hands and put them together and shot Kihia with a powerful blast of light. Kihia was sent flying back towards the floor, but managed to find his bearings and catch himself landing in a kneeling position, He is a good opponent… however… I still have one trick up my sleeve… I just hope Naraca will be able to act upon this coming maneuver…

Nothing raw, shimmering light was all around him, his entire vision was blotted out in a pulsing, throbbing light light his face was buried in white water. He was hearing the sounds of combat, the impact booms and grunts from Kihia and the Archmage. Naraca looked towards it yet only saw faint silhouettes of the two. He wanted to help but he knew he'd just get in the way with his vision like this. So he let Kihia handle it for a moment as he rubbed his eye's and blinked to try and clear his vision until he could at least see solid shapes.

The exchange between the Archmage and Kihia soon ended with a Sun blast knocking Kihia back away from there opponent.
This Archmage did indeed live up to his name, he wasn't going down without a fight. The realization of this came with a feeling of hesitation. Up until now Naraca had been fighting in this whole mission non-lethally, taking care to just knock people out or break them rather then kill them. He hadn't even used more then one spell so far. The thought crossed his mind that he should something something stronger...More lethal.

No...No he couldn't.

The Sun cultists watching the whole fight were worried at first but now had smiles of content at the seemingly incoming victory of The Archmage. With one intruder blinded and the other just blasted back and low on magic, the odds were starting to go in favor of the esteemed leader of the Sun Bro's.
The Archmage spread out his hands and slowly rose into the air like he was embracing the sky.

"The Sun God watches over me...In this church I will show you just how powerful he can be"

Naraca watched as The Archmage rose high into the air before looking back down and Kihia and him. The Sun leader pointed both of his open palms at the two of them and let two orbs of light in his hands as he charged two sun blasts that intended to finish the job.

"Now...Now you can witness-"

"Shut up!!!" Naraca shouted with a powerful growl.His eye's looking towards the floor as few locks of hair were around his face.

The Archmage mage frowned at the interruption.
"Damn it...Just shut up" He said, speaking like if a growling lion could talk.
Naraca got up to his feet, his eye's looking straight up at The Archmage as the beast of battle slowly began to rise up higher then he could stand, ascending higher into the air just like The Archmage.
The Archmage's eyes widened at this site of the 'Unworthy' flying just like he could. Naraca hadn't any of his magic to The Archmage other then just his strength and speed.
"If your some generous Archmage then why can't you just let us go?! Let Luna live her own life and just let us go. You've put you're entire cult, the livelihoods of everyone here at risk just to uphold your ideal that we need punishment." Naraca said to the Archmage as he rose up higher until he was eye level with the leader of the cult.

The Archmage's frown only grew stronger at Naraca's words. His two hands which had two shots ready to fire now pointed at only Naraca.
"And allow this insult to the brothers and sisters continue on?"

"Yes!" Naraca retorted.
"Cut your losses and just let us go."
The Archmage was quiet for a moment yet without even looking like he gave it much thought at all he shook his head.

"I will never show mercy to those who corrupt the innocent and insult our God" The Archmage proclaimed. His palms grew brighter before they both exploded in a bright light and then shot forth two large beams straight at Naraca.
He shook his head in pity for this Archmage. He didn't want to do what he was about to do, but now he had no choice.
The blasts hurled towards Naraca as wide columns that are as straight as an arrow. The beast of battle dashed forward then arced up, narrowly going above the beams and going straight for The Archmage.
The cult leader disconnected his hands from the two beams and pointed one at Naraca to try and fire a second shot but by then Naraca was too close and The Archmage's wrist was grabbed tightly then twisted, hard, so hard that the mans wrist broke in the process.
Naraca's strike with his other arm was an elbow that smashed right into The Archmage's nose and broke it with a spurt of blood that splashed onto Naraca's forearm. He then let go of the man's broken wrist and grabbed the chest of his robe and pulled him in so Naraca could duck his head underneath the man's arm and his shoulders would shoot forward and ram into the leader's body. Using his flying ability he'd fly forward right into the wall and ram The Archmage's back into the wall with a powerful thud that shook the church for a second. Although it could not be heard, Naraca felt a few of the bosses ribs break.
The Archmage had little room to make the sounds one would make to be in pain, and when he was winded from hitting the wall and his ribs broke the air to yell in anyway was taken from him.

Naraca took his shoulders off The Archmage's body and went back to being a standing position, or at least the closest thing since they were in the air.
He grabbed the wounded, bleeding and winded mans shoulder and pulled him off the wall only to be pulling him right into a high knee that rammed deep into The Archmage's stomach with a low thud. The boss kneeled over from the impact and was bent over Naracas knee. The now seemingly brutal man then grabbed the back of The Archmage's head and violently pulled him back so his body was horizontal in the air and Naraca could sneak a second hand on the man's back so he could power lift him up like he was showing the world his champion belt.
He pulled back a little, then with a mighty heave he tossed the wounded and near beaten Archmage down to Kihia for him to finish the job before The Archmage could recover.

Kihia watched as Naraca reentered the fray, brutally assaulting the archmage, before sending him flying back towards the ground. Kihia nodded and quickly sheathed Icarus and pulled out the Geruks, “Ice Make Chained Partisans!” The Chained partisans quickly formed and he then quickly whipped them up and wrapped them around the archemage, he pulled them back and tightened the wrapping and then slammed him onto the ground. Kihia then put both Geruks into his left hand and yanked back pulled the Archemage in. The Archemage grunted and flew forward towards Kihia. Kihia the pulled back his right fist and slammed it into the Archemage’s head sending him flying back the way he came.

Kihia glared at the Archemage and then whipped the Archemage over himself towards the back wall, “Best to stay down…” Kihia released the Archemage and watched as he slammed into the back wall, “You all fall short from the Light of the Sun! Now you shall face the fury of the Sun!” The Archemage weakly spat that out and then enveloped himself in bright light, “Now be purified by the light of the Sun!” Kihia watched as multiple beams of light came from the Archemage, three of which came straight for Kihia. He extended his right hand and focused on the light, The suddenly the light froze, all parts of it, before it reached anyone, even the light around the Archemage himself. Kihia lowered his right hand and looked at the frozen Archemage, “All of you keep in mind…. The Real light of the Sun can never be frozen… what this man has been offering you is only magic… cloaked in darkness…” Kihia looked up at Naraca, “You have the honors of making sure he is knocked out…”

The ice boy had made good use of the opportunity. Were Naraca a weaker man he'd cringe at what they had to do to him. He had seen his fare share of battles, and has killed before in brutal fashion. Yet he never got used to it, mostly because he didn't want to. He didn't want it to become something he'd be comfortable with but instead always something he'd avoid as much as possible.
He descended towards the ground as Kihia had whipped the Archmage back and forth like a yo-yo toy. His final swing had the Archmage being thrown against a wall. Naraca had realized this entire battle was happening on stage like some kind of play. With the audience member's watching every little detail on what was happening.

After that final attack, The Archmage's one radiant glow was little more then a dim flame. It must have been magic that powered that god like glow he was giving himself, and now that it's gone he saw only an aging man with many dirty robes on.
The shell of the Archmage however had one last attack, and calling the name of the sun his body opened the way for several beams of light to fire out of him.

The light came fast, and with little time to react he found two of them coming straight for him. His shoulders turned to the side and he bent down before diving forward, rolling on the ground to dodge them. Yet they would never get to him, for by the time he rolled right to his feet the ice boy had already somehow frozen all the beams, including the Archmage himself and turning him into what looked like a man that someone just hit the pause button on and they froze in place. Yet there was also actual ice around him which brought the otherwise comical look to reality.
Kihia then spoke of how the Sun magic was just that, magic and nothing more. Now this was supposed to be the part when he felt good about helping take down the fanatical ruler of a cult. Yet no rush of relief came, he only felt unsure. For when he turned and saw the faces of the Sun cultists, he didn't see looks of awe, or amazement, or even righteous anger over how they were lied to. Instead he saw dread, and despair, like they had all simultaneously figured out they have cheated on all this time. A betrayed expression that only conveyed disappointment, both in themselves and in the Archmage. The two LS wizards just uncovered a truth, but there were weights lifted off anyone as a result.

Kihia told him he could deal the finishing blow.
Naraca turned back to him for a moment before nodding slowly and looking back to the Archmage. He walked towards the Archmage at a quickened pace, curved his right hand into a fist, lifted his fist up to about eye level and pulled it back before shooting it forward. His knuckles rammed right through the ice and forced there way right to the Archmages face with a hard impact. The ice all around him cracked and then burst out all around him from the hit, his body falling limp on the cold, wet floor and looking like someone who was out too long in the rain without an umbrella.
Naraca stepped aside to let him fall, then only looked down at the man. He felt only pity for the people who followed this man, and some guilt for he and Kihia having to be the people that tore down the dream that these cultists were living.

He wanted to believe this would cause these people to feel motivated to live there own lives like Luna, but the truth was that these people might now have to live much more difficult lives...

Seeing the battle was over, Luna carefully stepped out from backstage and saw Naraca standing over The Archmage like he was looking at someone who had just died. She walked up beside him and took one of his hands and lightly squeezed it in between both of her's.
"They have a choice now Naraca. They can still live here, or go out like me. You two have given them that choice" She said facing Naraca, but directing to Kihia as well in case he was feeling doubtful about all this as well.
Naraca didn't squeeze her hands back, nor did his eye's even leave The Archmage as Luna was speaking. However when she finished he looked back up at cultist that all now looked like they were attending a funeral, all with expressions and body language that screamed despair.
He felt like he should maybe say something, give some big, heroic speech of encouragement like all those hero's do to lift the spirits of those that had sorrow in there hearts after something painful happened.

Yet instead he looked down in thought for a moment, contemplating, or rather...Taking it all in before he finally looked straight ahead towards the exit and said
"Let's go"
He'd let his hand slip away from Luna's and he'd take the lead, walking passed Kihia and walking towards the exit. He kept a reasonable pace so Luna and Kihia could follow. The cultist didn't seem to care anymore, and thus they backed up and cleared a path for the wizards right to the exit.