An Epic Face-Off!

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Earth

Earth magic draws on the power and energy within the land itself. Earth magic comes from two major domains: the stone, minerals, crystals, and gems of the land, and the flora and fauna of the living world. Creatures connected to the Earth are patient, sometimes stubborn, and care deeply about the history and balance of the natural world.

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 “Get back here!”

It was pointless to shout. He was already gone. Of course it was foolish to try and challenge the Dark Lord on his own. But it’s not like he let him be on his way.

But that didn’t matter right now. Bronson had to chase him down. He was heading towards the manor. Who knows what kind of chaos he’d cause there. Not only that but his friends were there. He had no time to lose.

But for now these puppet Miis were standing in the way. Bronson was in no way weak, but he was outnumbered. His best hope was to brush them aside and sprint towards the mansion.

Taking aim at the puppet brawler first, he lunged forward.

The Brawler immediately charged forward as well in retaliation, quick to collide into combat with the other, with the other two acting as back up. If he even got the slightest advantage over the Brawler, one of the other two would be sure to interfere in the fight.

 “What did you just- What’s that supposed to mean!?”

Naturally it didn’t take much to get under the Brawler’s skin. But he couldn’t focus on that. What he said next was infinitely more concerning.

 “Wait, Dharkon… So that’s it…”

Just saying the name sent a chill down his spine. The pain he and the others went through during war between Light and Dark still lingered in his mid. The Dark Lord working for someone like Dharkon… Someway or another, he had to stop him.

 “Sorry, but I’m not letting you leave.”

“Hahaha... BWAHAHAHA!!!” The being began to cackle, entertained by the Brawler’s tenacity, “You really think you’ll stand a chance against me on your own! BEHOLD!”

With a crackle of magic from the Dark Lord’s fingers and amulet, three Miis cloaked in dark shadows were summoned before him.

“Now, my puppets... deal with this hot-head!” he commanded, “I’ve got a manor to visit...”

 “What the hell? Why are you here??”

Dammit, hadn’t they stopped this guys already? Taking on a fighting stance, he glared back at the Dark Lord.

 “What do you want?”

“Oh please, I’m not here to play with the likes of you. I’ve got bigger fish to fry, and more respectable faces to steal!”

The Dark Lord leers.

“You know, as someone who lives under a monarchy, I probably shouldn’t approve of communist revolution...”

“And that isn’t the whole point for this event. If you wanted to have your own mystery and what not feel free to host it. But that’s not for ours.”

“Even if we will be wearing mask that does not mean they will be for stealing.” She warned. “And that IS the whole point of the masquerade - wearing a mask while dancing and having fun.”

lord dharkon approves

“THIS BITCH EMPTY!”

He proceeds to start throwing Miis at Galeem.