The orange seer threw his blessed chained knife spear straight at the crimson seer's chest at unimaginable velocity. Clang! A dark scythe clashed with it just before it hit Crimson's chest, emitting sparks of friction which momentarily dazed the orange seer. Siezing this moment Crimson dashed forth with a punch, only for the orange seer to dodge downwards.
From the side, a sneaky black seer leaped towards the crimson seer with a raised katana aiming to slash his outstretched arm. Crimson's eyes darted quickly to notice the coming katana. "What a sneaky bastard."Channelling his spiritual essence glowing dark red towards his other arm, he caught the tip of the blade using only his pinky finger and swept it away with a flick to the left. The black seer got sent flying to a nearby mangrove tree with a loud crash.
The orange seer now bolted from the ground, leaving a fiery trail behind that scorched the moist ground. "We're not going to lose to you, Crimson!" With a start, the crimson seer backed away into a nearby shadow of a mangrove tree and the seer was lured within. As the knife spear lunged expertly at Crimson's head, the orange seer unsuspectingly landed on a trap laid by his enemy.
"Stay back! It's a trap!" echoed the black seer who had gotten back into the fight. But it was too late and the crimson seer wasn't going to hold back. With a devious smile, he glanced at the weapon now metres away from his forehead. "You really don't know who you're messing with... Spiritual form: A Thousand slashes." The weapon suddenly stopped Midway as the startled orange seer witnessed multiple scythes of darkness emerge from the shadow beneath his feet. A bloodbath followed as pieces of the orange seer's flesh tore from his body along with spilling his blood, inflicting some serious damage instantly.
[A spiritual form is mainly an attack technique used by seers which uses up tremendous amount of spiritual essence with a 90% chance of hitting their opponent directly within a specific range. The range differs with the seer's mastery level on said technique. It should only be used in situations where a hit effect is sure to take place.]
As the orange seer screamed in lowercase, he held his stance stubbornly. Just then, the crimson seer realised what was truly going on after he had rushed towards the orange seer with a finishing blow. A sharp pain tore through his left thigh as he glanced to look down at his leg. The orange seer raised his face and smiled at the crimson seer knowingly. "You really underestimate your opponents, huh?" "He walked into my trap intentionally and then flipped the switch on me! Shit! I underestimated him!" A chained knife spear was grappling his thigh.
In a last feeble attempt, the crimson seer raised both his hands and clasped them together, as an overflowing amount of golden reddish energy coated his being. "Don't let him commence prayer!" Shouted the black seer now bolting towards crimson from behind.
[When a seer commences prayer, a barrier forms around his body which prevents reapers, sinners or any other enemy's attacks from reaching him for a certain period of time depending on his rank level while simultaneously boosting his own skills and abilities. A prayer can only be used once in a fight since when the effect wears off, a paralysis side effect takes place for the period of time the prayer took place. The prayer barrier cannot completely block attacks from enemies with a higher rank than them.]
The black seer gasped then chuckled. "He really didn't notice it yet did he?" Suddenly, Crimson's eyes went wide in shock as blood spurted out of his mouth. Colourless shards of the barrier scattered around the crimson seer and the reddish golden aura emitting from him dissapeared. His eyes turned to look back. A shiny katana blade had completely pierced his torso from the back and re-emerged at the front. "H-how is this possible!" Bleugh! More blood spilled from his mouth. "My barrier!"
This time the orange seer spoke, "Oh I see what you did there partner! You see, whenever a seer prays, his aura is supposed to be purely golden.. as for your case.." The crimson seer gasped in shock "Don't tell me!"
[When a seer commits a sin, his golden aura becomes tainted and his barrier along with his spiritual forms weaken until he purifies himself once again.]
"That's right," continued the orange seer, "Welcome to the lowest pits of hell, Crimson." Spiritual form: Seventy degree torture. The knife spear holding onto the crimson seer's thigh erupted in orange flames which engulfed his entire body from head to toe. Muffled screams escaped him as he shook his body, trying to extinguish the flames of hell. Lloyd had never felt this much pain in his whole life, it truly tasted like hell itself. He summoned the darkness to insulate his body against the flames and it slowly worked but soon the excruciating agony caused his body to fall to the ground with his back facing upwards.
The black seer pulled his sword out of his back and then faced his ally, "This is not enough. Make sure he is truly dead." The orange seer nodded and they both took hold of their blessed weapons seriously. The knife spear aimed for his spine and the katana targeted his head. Both weapons flew downwards at unimaginable speed now hovering inches away from the head and torso. The crimson seer was still conscious but unable to move and he felt every second of it... The hand of death was lingering just above his body.
When a human is faced with death, everything he deemed important vanishes from his line of thought except one... Himself. That was the dark reality rooted deep into the soul of every living person. Humans are nothing but selfish beings.
"You give me no choice ... I'll have to use it."
With a weak, almost voiceless whisper, the rules of the universe were defied for a moment...
Forbidden technique: Lucifer's whisper.
The katana and knife spear came to a sudden halt in the air... The two seers remained glued to their positions. A white light flashed at the orange seer, and he struggled to see..
"What..where am I .." the orange seer glances around to see nothing but white all around him. "Am I in hell?" Suddenly a little girl appeared Infront of him and he saw her..the burst into tears. "LILYYYYY! I'M SORRY FOR NOT SAVING YOU! I'M REALLY SORRY.." He hugged the girl tightly and cried.
The black seer was also sorrounded by white everywhere. He walked forward and then saw... "BEN!!! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" He jumped at the windscreen and carressed the bonnet. "I haven't seen you since I left you at that garage..WAAAH!"
[Meanwhile]
With the little strength he had left, the crimson seer shakily got up and faced the motionless seers, stuck in position. Holding his blessed scythe, he slid it onto their throats both at one time, successfully decapitating them without delay. Then the toll took over his body and he collapsed in exhaustion.
[Ise Order]
In a private room, the council of priests had gathered around a huge refectory table. Three Elite seers were also present in the room, standing at the sides of the table.
Priest Hanse cleared his throat, "We have received the reports about the killing of two seers carried out by the crimson seer against orders given by the head priest. With that, head priest Jean should give his judgement for such actions." The head priest sat upright and with a stern face, he spoke.
"Following the killing of fellow members of Ise Order and the execution of a Forbidden technique, I hereby state that...
The crimson seer is banned from Ise Order."