Corrupted Radiatons

by Michael Rogers

  Tara: "Humph." *She lowered her arm and the whip slapped Season across the face.*

  Season: *He stared at the ground in shock.* (I wasn't. No-? I'm out of that whip's range! So I wasn't expecting it to hit me.)

  Tara: (Fufufu, that face! That's what he gets for underestimating me!)

  Season: *He looked at Tara, as a thin line of blood appeared on his cheek.* "That was painful."

  Tara: *She frowned, spitting on the ground.* "Tastes like rotten fruit."

  Season: (Either way, she's shown me she's serious-) "Endure the piercing sounds-"

  Tara: (Endure the piercing sounds? That's Tyson's Rostical!) "Humph." *She ran towards Season and straightened her arm, causing the whip to spin in a vortex-like motion.*

  Season: "Hurricane's might, ball of force, FLURRY STYX" *He cupped his hands and pointed them at Tara, watching an expanding ball of wind grow in his palms.*

  Tara: *She glanced at the ball of growing wind.* (That will hit me if I'm not careful-)

  Season: *He pushed forward, blasting the ball towards her.* (She has to flashstep in order to avoid this-)

  Tara: *She flicked the whip into the air and jumped off the ground, pushing herself into the air.* "Fufufu!" *She swung on the whip like a rope and looked down, avoiding the Rostical.*

  Season: *He looked ahead, watching the ball of air weaken and disappear in the distance.* "How-?"

  Tara: *She loosened her grip on the whip and bent her knees, landing on both feet.* "This weapon has three abilities."

  Season: (Three?)

  Tara: *She swayed her arm over her shoulder, causing the whip to slither high into the air.* "It's able to extend its length."

  Season: (That would explain-) *He mumbled in thought, touching the cut on his cheek.*

  Tara: "It can grip on to anything including air, fufufu."

  Season: "I see, and?"

  Tara: "And it drains Neurons to weaken Rostical Users."

  Season: *He gasped with widening eyes.* "Excuse me-?"

  Tara: "To simply put it, my speciality is taking down Rostical Users." *She smiled with confidence.*

  Season: *He slid his feet back to gain a better stance, spreading his arms in a battle-ready pose.* (A captain classed warrior specifically trained in taking down Rostical Users?)

  Tara: "So, you want to make this quick? Or, do you want to fight for yourself? Fufuf-"

  Season: "Frostic stars, rain forth, FRIGID STORM" *He shouted, watching a swirl of ice ring around Tara's feet.*

  Tara: *She looked down, raising her hand above her head.* "Carasmic Swirl." *She spun on her toes and violently rattled her wrist, causing the whip to spiral around her.*

  Season: (She's moving the whip dangerously close to herself-)

  Tara: *She smirked, watching the ice erupt upwards.* "Fufufu."

  Season: (Impossible!) *He listened to the sounds of ice shattering, watching the whip deflect most of the ice.*

  Tara: "That was fun, fufu." *She waved her arm, whipping the ice off her whip.*

  *Tara smirked and glanced to the side, watching the ice sparkle before melting into the ground.*

  Season: (How did she block that Rostical with something like a whip?!) *He gritted his teeth and frowned.* (What is that whip made out of?)

  Tara: (Having the whip detect the combination of Neurons and Astragons needed to use Rostical, it can instantly auto-counter nearby Rostical.) *She regained her posture and jumped forward, charging towards Season.*

  Season: (A whip is not a practical weapon to use, yet she blocked Frigid Storm? I simply can't get over that.)

  Tara: (His shocked face was enjoyable at first, but now it's getting a little insulting!) "Humph." *She ran into striking distance and spun her body, flicking the whip horizontally towards Season.*

  Season: *He looked at the whip, awkwardly swaying both arms to the side.* "FLURRY STYX" *He shot a small ball of wind onto the whip, knocking it back.*

  Tara: "Oh? Try another!" *She readjusted her arm and flicked her wrist, slicing the whip towards Season's face.*

  Season: "Drums of terror from the skies, flash down and amplify, LIGHTNING SLICE" *He raised his arm and watched a stream of lightning spark in between his fingers, blocking the whip.*

  Tara: (Lightning?!) *She looked surprised, watching the lightning travel up the whip, causing her to flick it away from Season.* "Humph-"

  *Tara looked up and watched the lightning string around her whip in a controlled-like manner, allowing her to quickly focus back on Season.*

  Tara: (Ice, wind and now lightning?) *She licked her lips and flicked the whip, listening to it snap in the air.*

  Season: *He shook his hands due to the lightning he just used.* (That was close! That would've got me in a critical spot.)

  Tara: *She stepped to the side and quickly ran around Season, looking for weak spots.* "You sure are diverse in elements."

  Season: *He watched the lightning spark away from the whip, as if it lost power.* (She controlled the lightning around her weapon, preventing any Rasticsplash from happening? She is dangerous-)

  Tara: (By slowly absorbing the Neurons in the Rostical, even the Rasticsplash from lightning will not stream up my whip completely.) "Fufufu-" *She chuckled to herself, increasing her running speed.*

  Season: *He spun around, losing sight of Tara.* (She's also fast-)

  Tara: *She ran behind Season and stared at the back of his feet with a smile.* "Nothing to say?"

  Season: *He focused, causing lightning to spark around his hands.* (I can't see where she is-)

  *The whip flicked through the air on its own accord, wrapping itself around Season's leg.*

  Season: "Where-?" *He gasped, looking down to his ankles.* "Oh no!"

  Tara: "Yummy-" *She grunted and licked her lips, watching the lightning flash and disappear from Season's hand.*

  Season: (My Neurons?!)

  Tara: "Lightning is one of the most fearsome elements, you wouldn't be trying to kill me now, would you? Fufufu." *She giggled and licked her lips again.*

  Season: "My Neurons, I thought it was rotten fruit?" *He spoke with a gasp.*

  Tara: "It tastes different depending on how the victim stores their Neurons."

  Season: (Victims?)

  Tara: "Humph." *She grabbed the whip with both hands and pulled it, knocking Season onto his stomach.*

  Season: "Oof-"

  Tara: "I thought you were chunky, but you seem to be in good health to me. Was my information wrong?"

  Season: "No-"

  Tara: "Yes!" *She tightened her grip on the whip's hand piece, causing a red and black aura to swirl around the whip.*

  Season: "H-Huh?"

  Tara: "How does it feel to have your Neurons being sucked out of you?"

  Season: *He grunted and tilted his upper body, looking at Tara.* "Taste the power of crushing currents, devour the sacred waters-"

  Tara: "Rostical is useless, don't you get it-?"

  Season: "AQUA LIQUID" *He waved his hand across, causing a wave of water to slap Tara across the face.*

  Tara: *She gasped, stepping to the side in shock.* "You!" *She angrily flicked water off her face and flicked the whip up, throwing Season into the air.*

  Season: "Hughr-"

  Tara: "Thanks for the drink, but I didn't ask for it." *She spun around and released the whip's grip, throwing Season towards the ground.*

  Season: "Ah-" *He hit the ground, tumbling across it with disorientation.*

  Tara: (When I felt his power-) *She looked down to hand in thought.* (He still has a lot of Neurons left.) *She whipped the air next to her and walked forward, watching Season slide across the grass.*

  Season: *He coughed and stopped, inspecting his body to see if he was hurt.* (Excellent, nothing is broken-)

  Tara: "Why has my ability not affected you yet?"

  Season: (Her ability she explained earlier...) "My ability is very good and bad."

  Tara: *She stopped and rubbed the whip with her thumb.* "Please explai
n?"

  Season: "My Rostical, or actually, my Neurons can't be drained or sealed-" *He stood up, wiping dirt off his arms.* "At all."

  Tara: "How is that bad?"

  Season: "It's good because of what you just did then, and it's bad when I fight a powerful opponent, who doesn't rely on tricks like that." *He looked at Tara, pointing at the whip.*

  Tara: "Tricks?"

  Season: (Most powerful opponents don't rely on sealing Neurons or Astragons, so it renders my ability useless-)

  Tara: "Tricks? Are you calling me a petty trickster?!"

  Season: *He closed his eyes and a blue glyph spiralled under his feet.* "With the power-"

  Tara: (The nerve of that dirty lamp!) *She held the whip with both hands and spun her body, straightening her arm.* "Humph."

  *Tara jumped towards Season and swirled her body, keeping the whip's momentum.*

  Tara: "Serpent's Touch." *She suddenly stopped and watched the whip quickly slither down, slamming Season in the chest.*

  Season: "Kah-" *He coughed with widening eyes, glancing at Tara.*

  Tara: *She flicked her wrist, causing the whip to pulse, blasting Season back.* "Fufufu."

  Season: *He tumbled across sand, hitting his back on a large rock.* "Oof-"

  *Season coughed with a wheeze, watching sand swirl around him.*

  Tara: (I will kill the ruler of Surpreon-)

  *Tara elegantly strutted onto sand and smirked, admiring the red rock formations in the distance.*

  Tara: (And once I do, the Consultant will be pleased with my new promotion as the leader of my guild!) *She screamed to herself in thought, as if she was trying to keep her excitement and morale up.*

  Season: *He touched his chest, glancing across the desert-like area.* (I prepared myself for any sort of painful strike from that whip, but that attack-)

  Tara: *She focused her attention back to Season and looked annoyed, yet intrigued.* (It's impressive how long this Rostical User has lasted.. Besides that champion and her little petty guild-)

  Season: *He continued to feel around his chest, as if it was affecting his breathing.* (It wasn't a whip, slash or cut? It was rather a punch if not anything.)

  Tara: *She dragged the whip on the ground, slowly walking towards the heat of Gasher Hills.* (He is one of the strongest Rostical Users I have fought so far.)

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  *Twortz, Trinity and Infinity walked across a thin bridge made of stone, listening to music in the background.*

  Trinity: *She spread her arms and spun around while following Twortz with a slight skip.* "This area feels amazing."

  Infinity: "And amazing it is."

  Twortz: "Focus on the task at hand.. Don't forget what the Consultant wanted from you."

  Trinity: "To use our scores to lower the opponent's Neurons."

  Infinity: "And lowered he will be."

  Trinity: *She giggled and covered her mouth.* "It's a she, sister."

  Infinity: "Harh harh-"

  Twortz: (It's a she? Who is the Consultant worried about? Surely my power alone is enough to handle all those that oppose my Consultant-) *She walked towards the only set of stairs which sat under a bright ray of light.* (Does this lead outside?)

  Trinity: *She held a red crystal in her hand, glancing at Twort'z back.* "Why didn't the Consultant just tell you the information himself-"

  Infinity: "Instead of showing us the memory?"

  Twortz: "It was probably used as a more direct way of telling you of your orders." *She spoke as if she watched the memory too.*

  Infinity: *She stepped off the bridge and stood behind Twortz at the base of the stairs.* "Captain?"

  Twortz: "..." *She looked up, staring into the light.*

  Twortz: *She squinted her eyes at the light.* (I wonder what is up there?)

  Trinity: "Number two?"

  Twortz: "Meet me up there-" *Her image disappeared, blowing a strong gust of wind in the twin's faces.*

  Trinity: *She squinted her eyes and slightly tilted her head to the side.* "Show off."

  Infinity: "And showed off she did." *She spoke in agreement and started to climb up the stairs.*

  *Twortz's image appeared above the stairs and she took a step forward, noticing aura-like stairs moving across a massive hallway.*

  Twortz: "Outstanding." *She spoke to herself in amazement, ignoring Trinity and Infinity, as they collapsed at the top of the stairs behind her.*

  Infinity: "They were long stairs."

  Trinity: "Long they were, and I agree, sister." *She took deep breaths.*

  Twortz: "This appears to be a maze."

  Trinity: *She looked past Twortz and noticed the aura-like stairs.* "They're moving-"

  Twortz: "Great deduction, girl." *She spoke in a professional-like manner and started to walk towards them.*

  Trinity: "The Unknown Territories have traps and Guardians!" *She shouted, trying to detour Twortz's motives of walking straight into a possible trap.*

  Infinity: (You can see through the stairs? Are they Roharnia made?)

  Trinity: *She noticed several stairs twirl at its peak, before moving back into its original position.* "Some stairs are made for you to fall down!"

  Twortz: (Fall down?) *She stopped at the ledge and looked down into complete darkness.* (It most probably drops to the first floor of this structure.) "Don't worry, I've spent enough time to observe the entire set."

  Trinity: "Entire set? You've only been here for the duration of us walking up the stairs!" *She pointed behind her.*

  Infinity: "Indeed, sister is right!"

  Twortz: *She pointed past the maze of aura-like stairs, pointing to a stone door near the roof.* "That's the objective! One of the first things you learn as a manager is to keep your sight on the goal."

  *Trinity and Infinity stared at Twortz's back in confusion, as they helped each other back on to their feet.*

  Twortz: "There was only one set of stairs that reached the door. Instead of focusing from the start to finish, I followed the stairs from the door towards me." *She smirked at herself and placed a foot over the ledge, as if she was ready to step onto a moving stair.* "Follow me closely, or you might not make it out alive."

  *Twortz's words quickly prompted the sisters to run with a skip towards Twortz, readying to jump onto a stair.*

  Twortz: "I believe this is the correct one to take." *She stepped onto a moving set of stairs, causing Trinity and Infinity to quickly jump on.* "There are another seven stairs to take until we reach the door."