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((Bricks can't break chains -.-)) [i]Bricks pounded and shattered against Ripgar's heavily plated armor, uselessly bouncing off of his shielding as once again, he raised his axe and slammed down upon the two.[/i]
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Both Titans were dead.
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[b]"HAHAHA!"[/b] [i]Ripgar cackled, as he deactivated his bloodstained axe and tore off what remained of the Titan's heads, their bodies mangled and ripped apart by the shredding saw of his axe.[/i] [b]"These'll impress meh boss..."[/b] [i]He muttered, studying the helms before walking away.[/i]
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Their Ghosts revived them, and they were back, and their heads faded from the Ork's hands. Thank the Traveler they were no longer handcuffed together.
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[i]Their helmets certainly didn't. I'm keeping that.[/i] [b]"Oi...where'd tha skullz go?[/b] [b]Magic gits...this sum' weird stuff right 'ere!"[/b]
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"Give me back my helmet!" Blake yelled.
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[b]"...Ya helm?"[/b] [i]Ripgar turned to look down upon them, before-[/i] [i]CRACK![/i] [i]He crushed both within his heavily armored hands, shaking his head.[/i] [b]"Stoopid Guardian...ya think ya so strong - bwahaha! Orks tha' strongest of all! Orks will alwas' be tha strongest of all!"[/b]
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Blake summoned the hammers, and send them at the Ork. Deadly and Flaming.
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[i]A shield suddenly ignited around the giant, as Ripgar merely laughed as the hammers of light slammed uselessly against the shielding. Each of them dissipated upon touch, as the Ork began to approach.[/i] [b]"STUPID 'OOMIES! YA THINK YA HAMMAH GUNNA SAV' YA FROM DEATH?! NO! I'LL KILL YA, OVAH AND OVAH AND OVAH![/b] [b]WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"[/b]
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A Warlock showed up, her eyes turning silver. Beams of light shoot out of her eyes and froze everything around her. No shield, Ward, or enchantment could protect the Ork as he was stuck being still.
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[i]This a Guardian Warlock?[/i] [i]And reported for godmodding, hue hue.[/i] [i]The Ork, unfortunately for this godmodding cuck, wasn't effected by the freezing as his shield remained up, still protecting him from damage. It would take more than that.[/i]
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[spoiler]FRICK!!!![/spoiler]
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((I DON'T REMEMBER WARLOCKS BEING MEDUSA HUE HUE))
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[spoiler]She's a special case, and it'll wear off.[/spoiler] She collapsed as everything unfroze. A Warlock, lying there, almost dead.
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((Oh.)) [i]Ripgar stood still, incapable of doing much, as-[/i] "OI, BOYZ! IS THA' RIPGAR?!" [i]A couple of Orkboyz stopped by the scene, ignoring the Guardians as one leaped out and stared at his Big Mek.[/i] "...Boss?" [i]No response.[/i]
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The Warlock remained unconscious. Nearly dead.
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"We gotza get ze Big Mek outta 'ere, boyz!" [i]An Ork Boy yelled to his allies, as at least four came to lift up the Big Mek. It wasn't working, considering that Ripgar weighed about two tons.[/i]
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Chase ran and retrieved the Warlock.