((Sorry about that! I have never played Nocturne; this is also why I listed Atsuro's skills before we started (he's got Pierce+ too). We can retcon that to Atsuro taking the hit and then being healed by Fire and Drain Hit, then. Do you mind letting me know which skills Shura has or just letting me know when it becomes relevant?))
A lull in the battle. The masked hero pauses.
Deathbound, of course, required the sacrifice of a significant proportion of his own endurance to be used effectively; whether his momentary hesitation is due to a need to take a breather and allow the effects of Drain Hit to fully restore him or due to any recognition of his own name is difficult to tell. Regardless, there comes a brief moment when his gaze naturally falls upon the stunned Kazuya... And there comes a slight shift of the head - an almost imperceptible nod of acknowledgment? ...Probably not.
With a sudden jerk away, the moment is gone, and the masked hero is darting again towards Shura. There has always been a bizarre sort of paradox surrounding Atsuro, as Kazuya knows well - Despite his complete and utter lack of athleticism, he struck in battle as powerfully as any demon summoner could ever hope to strike. Perhaps the effects of the COMP and its Harmonizing program reflected some degree of fantasy fulfillment in and of itself. Yuzu, who feared battle, preferred to cast magic from a distance; Atsuro, who had always longed to live out his favorite games, gained the strength to fulfill his desires. Regardless of the reason, he had always relied on varying combinations of punches and kicks to complete their battles.
Perhaps his next move, then, comes as a surprise.
He leaps towards Shura - and in an instant, he is caught up in a cloud that rapidly ascends skywards; the nimbus of the Seiten Taisei has reappeared and carries him high. Even at a height, his next actions are fully visible: the masked hero quickly raises a hand to his mask, and with deliberate intent, he slowly slides it to one side, displaying a small portion of his face... An eye, crimson and unseeing, is revealed to his enemies. ...And in the next moment, he speaks a word that dispels any further doubts about his identity.
"Enki."
The cheerful lantern gives Kazuya one more lick as he lies prone on the ground before it vanishes; simultaneously, there appears a figure before the masked man that is doubtlessly familiar to Kazuya. ...Not entirely, though. This would be the first time that Enki Prime had been summoned into existence since its mutation - it is difficult to tell which changes were due to its evolution and which to the effects of the madness. Still, the Soul Persona reflects its master in one way, as it, too, stares down with maddened, red eyes.
Persona and Persona-wielder move as one now as both stretch out their hands. ...Both tongues speak in unison.
...Did Personas talk? Were they supposed to talk? This one was talking. ...Or rather... singing, almost. As it intones the first syllable, two pillars of light slam down from the sky towards Shura and Kazuya. For the briefest of moments, they may, within their minds, glimpse the image of an arid desert...
A flash. The image of throngs of people, like ants along the ground, scuttling about in panic.
"ni tej-ja su zi-zi-i nu-jal-am lu-ululu gaba cu jar nu-tuku..."
A flash. The image of stone, carved and chiseled and cut down until it is heaved into a pile amongst many others.
"ud-ba kur cuburki ha-ma-ziki eme ha-mun ki-en-gi kur gal me nam-nun-na-ka..."
Flash flash flash. The people come together. The stones are placed in position. Like a slideshow, image after image of the construction of... something can be seen. Something... shadowed. Something grotesque. Something humongous and bloated and wrong, filled with pride and arrogance and everything perverse about humanity. And at last, a monstrous stone structure, stretching to the heavens, grotesque in its scale, blasphemous in nature. It stands tall...
"en-ki en he-jal-la en dug-ga zid-da en jectug-ga igi jal kalam-ma-ke mas-su dijir-re-e-ne-ke jectug-ge pad-da en eridugki-ga-ke ka-ba eme i-kur en-na mi-ni-in-jar-ra eme nam-lu-ulu i-me-am-kam-ma-ce en-e kij-gi-a kur-ce du-ur!"
With the last syllable comes the sound of a deafening explosion and a final flash of light - The ziggurat is demolished as it cracks and shatters; so, too, comes the sensation in the mind of something... breaking.
Enki and Atsuro drop back to the ground together as their last words ring together in the air. The holy Incantation of Nudimmud, the song of creation, had been spoken. For the first time in tens of thousands of years...
((His mutation skill comes with a 60% (40% + Ailment Amp) chance of inflicting two of Confusion, Fear, Silence, or Egoism. ...For all this writing, the damage of the skill is just 'small' so. =P))
LIGHT, 60% two of Confusion/Fear/Silence/Egoism -> Kazuya, Shura
A lull in the battle. The masked hero pauses.
Deathbound, of course, required the sacrifice of a significant proportion of his own endurance to be used effectively; whether his momentary hesitation is due to a need to take a breather and allow the effects of Drain Hit to fully restore him or due to any recognition of his own name is difficult to tell. Regardless, there comes a brief moment when his gaze naturally falls upon the stunned Kazuya... And there comes a slight shift of the head - an almost imperceptible nod of acknowledgment? ...Probably not.
With a sudden jerk away, the moment is gone, and the masked hero is darting again towards Shura. There has always been a bizarre sort of paradox surrounding Atsuro, as Kazuya knows well - Despite his complete and utter lack of athleticism, he struck in battle as powerfully as any demon summoner could ever hope to strike. Perhaps the effects of the COMP and its Harmonizing program reflected some degree of fantasy fulfillment in and of itself. Yuzu, who feared battle, preferred to cast magic from a distance; Atsuro, who had always longed to live out his favorite games, gained the strength to fulfill his desires. Regardless of the reason, he had always relied on varying combinations of punches and kicks to complete their battles.
Perhaps his next move, then, comes as a surprise.
He leaps towards Shura - and in an instant, he is caught up in a cloud that rapidly ascends skywards; the nimbus of the Seiten Taisei has reappeared and carries him high. Even at a height, his next actions are fully visible: the masked hero quickly raises a hand to his mask, and with deliberate intent, he slowly slides it to one side, displaying a small portion of his face... An eye, crimson and unseeing, is revealed to his enemies. ...And in the next moment, he speaks a word that dispels any further doubts about his identity.
"Enki."
The cheerful lantern gives Kazuya one more lick as he lies prone on the ground before it vanishes; simultaneously, there appears a figure before the masked man that is doubtlessly familiar to Kazuya. ...Not entirely, though. This would be the first time that Enki Prime had been summoned into existence since its mutation - it is difficult to tell which changes were due to its evolution and which to the effects of the madness. Still, the Soul Persona reflects its master in one way, as it, too, stares down with maddened, red eyes.
Persona and Persona-wielder move as one now as both stretch out their hands. ...Both tongues speak in unison.
"e-nun-e-nun-ba cir kug nam-cub tuku-a-ba nam-cub dnu-dim-mud-da-ke e-ne-ra dug-mu-na-ab..."
...Did Personas talk? Were they supposed to talk? This one was talking. ...Or rather... singing, almost. As it intones the first syllable, two pillars of light slam down from the sky towards Shura and Kazuya. For the briefest of moments, they may, within their minds, glimpse the image of an arid desert...
"kir nu-jal-am ur-mah nu-jal-am ur-gir ur-bar-ra nu-jal-am..."
A flash. The image of throngs of people, like ants along the ground, scuttling about in panic.
"ni tej-ja su zi-zi-i nu-jal-am lu-ululu gaba cu jar nu-tuku..."
A flash. The image of stone, carved and chiseled and cut down until it is heaved into a pile amongst many others.
"ud-ba kur cuburki ha-ma-ziki eme ha-mun ki-en-gi kur gal me nam-nun-na-ka..."
Flash flash flash. The people come together. The stones are placed in position. Like a slideshow, image after image of the construction of... something can be seen. Something... shadowed. Something grotesque. Something humongous and bloated and wrong, filled with pride and arrogance and everything perverse about humanity. And at last, a monstrous stone structure, stretching to the heavens, grotesque in its scale, blasphemous in nature. It stands tall...
"en-ki en he-jal-la en dug-ga zid-da en jectug-ga igi jal kalam-ma-ke mas-su dijir-re-e-ne-ke jectug-ge pad-da en eridugki-ga-ke ka-ba eme i-kur en-na mi-ni-in-jar-ra eme nam-lu-ulu i-me-am-kam-ma-ce en-e kij-gi-a kur-ce du-ur!"
With the last syllable comes the sound of a deafening explosion and a final flash of light - The ziggurat is demolished as it cracks and shatters; so, too, comes the sensation in the mind of something... breaking.
Enki and Atsuro drop back to the ground together as their last words ring together in the air. The holy Incantation of Nudimmud, the song of creation, had been spoken. For the first time in tens of thousands of years...
((His mutation skill comes with a 60% (40% + Ailment Amp) chance of inflicting two of Confusion, Fear, Silence, or Egoism. ...For all this writing, the damage of the skill is just 'small' so. =P))