Your Nation Needs You! | Battle of Ba Sing Se | Lord Magmaros | [[MYTHIC]]

HP: 9,989,656

Omaru ducked beneath the kick. The intense heat from the flames that surrounded its body was too hot for comfort. The entire world was too hot comfort now. Omaru looked just past the demon's large body to see his swords lying on the ground. With quick reflexes and outstanding agility, Omaru bolted for his swords, dodging any further attack made by the demon.

With his swords returned, Omaru needed to attack once more. It wasn’t easy to devise an attack when there is practically no breathable air and a giant fire demon is constantly trying to destroy you. Omaru bobbed and weaved his way around a couple attacks until he found the chance to strike. The demon attempted to backhand Omaru but missed, leaving its chest wide open for a solid attack. Omaru lunged with both of his swords reached in front of him, aiming for the center of its chest.

Accu

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7

Strength

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3691

defense points

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10

Dai saw the hand reach down for him and encased it with dark matter, jumping onto it for better leverage before swinging down hard with the katana, aiming to cut off the hand at the wrist. The demon may be bigger than him, but he wasn't scared. He was filled with the injustice this demon and its father were throwing down on mankind below them. They had to win, and Dai wasn't going to just stand by and watch.

Attack Accuracy:

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8

Attack Strength:

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4371

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Raijin's attack failed, and then the beast struck back. Daisuke had hit it, but he hurt it. Only that made it angrier. Way to go. No. No it wasn't Daisuke's fault. That fucking thing was looking for an excuse to attack them, to hurt them. It was a demon. It was twisted by Lord Magmaros. Magmaros himself was twisted by whomever his masters were. Raijin could hear the call in his head. Whispers. Whispers that commanded he--No, no he wasn't going to listen.

Why were these whispers ringing in his head? Raijin didn't know. Right now he didn't care. Maybe they thought he was someone else. Whoever these whisperers were, they were mistaken. Raijin was not going to listen to them. He closed off his mind, he turned back to the Flame Lord, and he blasted another bout of green lightning at the demon's centre.

Attack Accuracy

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1

Attack Strength

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1361

Alyssandra jumped to the side, rolling on her shoulder as the ground at her feet where she once stood blew apart as the demon redirected the lightning at her. Glaring at the demon, Alyssandra swore to herself. This demon was tougher than it looked. It was one on one, no one was coming by to distract it for her. The techniques for a fire clone were lost with Fire Lord Katsuro and Spirit King Raiden. No one else knew how to do the technique, so she couldn't even distract the demon herself.

Okay. No. No she couldn't give up. Time to strike. She would distract the best using her own attacks. Gathering her energy, she aimed a massive bolt of lightning slightly to the left of the demon's head. The demon looked to its side, looking at the bolt. Alyssandra took the time. She charged in. The demon swung its tail. Alyssandra covered her arm in flame so it did not burn her, and grabbed the tail, wrapping it tight around her arm.

With a roar, the enemy glared at her. With its tail trapped it couldn't strike at her with it, and it couldn't run away or escape. Using the close proximity, Alyssandra covered her other arm in lightning, and aimed to slam it right through the chest of the Flame Demon.

Attack Accuracy

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10

Attack Strength

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3941

Kamui leaned backwards, her spin parallel to the cobbled, burning ground, and dodged the flaming whip.  The demon was on its last legs.  It would not survive much longer.  She needed to attack it now, to bring it down and end this demon's life forever.  Somewhere, a voice in her mind gave her the name of the army she fought.  The Burning Legion.  An apt name.  Everything was on fire and Ba Sing Se was definitely burning.

Kamui watched the Flame Demon lug itself around, sluggish, tired and broken.  It was going to die.  One more hit should do it, provided she could strike it in the right place.  Lifting her sword, Kamui aimed right for the demon's neck, hoping to decapitate it.

Attack Accuracy

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2

Attack Strength

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9209