Reinitiating Axiala

OOC:
I wonder how many people bothered to check out Axiala, which I had posted after the other fight with Ivana started. Well I wouldn't expect any of you to...After all I'm just a nobody xP. Anyway, less junk, straight to the point: This is my second challenge on this forum, and I shall be using my second character, Axiala. If you read its corny history, you would realize that the name "Rokazu" is actually meant for this character. Well anyway, since I still don't know how to make a link with just a word (if I knew that would be so cool...) I'm posting the link down below. Anybody interested can join. But again, be literate and descriptive.

http://www.roleplaygateway.com/roleplay/the-multiverse/characters/axiala/

Also, note that Axiala is a power character.

OoC:
Well seeing as my own battle proposition bombed horribly, (obviously im a nobody also!) ill be happy to fight Axiala. However I may be kind of slow at posting as I live in Finland which can be quite a time difference if you're living in the US. Ill be using Velox if its alright with you.

roleplaygateway.com/characters/Velox

The snow-white colored moon hang high in the cloudless night sky, its dominating light obscuring some lesser stars around it. The green forest stretched to the horizon in all directions, fully submerged in the orchestra of noises made by insects and noctural animals. Occasional winds blew branches and leaves uniformly eastwords, relieving the atmosphere from intense heat forsaken by the summer sun. Nature conquered, there were no signs of humanities as far as eyes can could see in the prosperous darkness of life. Yet amidst the long-standing rows and columns of tree trunks walked a man of six feet. In the shadows of the trees, it was hard to see how exactly the man looked. He remained silent as he wandered on in the endless forest, wearing a black coat that stretched down to his lower legs on the outside and a typical office-boy suit inside. That was a rather unbefitting outlook for such warm temperature, but it appeared as though the heat did not bother the traveler.

It was a peaceful scenery indeed.

Within a radius of several feet around him, however, was a dead silence. Insects and birds and mice and other animals seemed to want to stay away from the walking man. And indeed their fears came to fruition; behind him, trees began to fall one after another, leaving a giant trail like a sled dragged through sand. Near him, suddenly, except for the sounds of dying trees smashing against the soil the forest fell dead silent. Quite strangely indeed, the tree trunks, leaves, and branches all decayed, becoming powder and carried away by the wind inexplicably. Slowly but surely, part by part, mile by mile, trees fell and the forest lost its ground. Without intervention, the man traveled on, trees continued falling, birds fleeting their fallen nests.

Velox sighed; she wasn’t usually out this late at night. Strangers were abundant during the darkness and she didn’t want to run into any of the aggressive kind, especially in an unknown forest such as this. She had been forced to leave her previous home and familiar forest when a mercenary came to try and steal her magick spells, and so here she was travelling to a new location once again.

The heat of the night made her lightly sweat, her sleeveless shirt and leggings keeping her mostly cool, as she trudged onwards through the pools on moonlight that permeated the canopy around her. Animals and insects created an abundance of noise around her as she picked her way around each tree, the grass and moss under feet tickling the soles of her feet as she went. Amongst the night din she picked out a sound that did not belong there. Getting constantly louder it sounded like the forest itself was caving in on itself. As the noise reached a head, she could see trees in the distance collapsing and withering away to dust.

Normally should would run away as fast as she could, but she just stood there perplexed, only out of habit did she unhook her whip and unfurl it, throwing it out to her side which a crack, the only other sound in the now silent forest apart from the collapsing trees.

Ahead she spied a man, much larger than herself, and instantly felt afraid.

Alone in the dark, the man walked on in the forest, with destruction creeping its way immediately behind him. Somehow, the man did not care to look back what happened to the trees...Somehow, it was although he knew what was happening. A mysterious mist began to build up around the silent traveler. He had now walked miles; the moon hung high in the night, illuminating weakly the dying trees below, as well as those next to the fallen ones, powerless to do anything to help or protect themselves. He had once heard a rumor - that trees would moan when they fell if there were nobody around. But now it seemed utterly laughable; there were noises that sounded like moaning, but with a general analysis, it could be told that those noises were nothing but a composite effect orchestrated from branches on their brink of breakage.

He had a lot of thoughts about what was happening. The man even asked himself if he had the right to take life away from all those trees; but indeed, taking minerals from living trees was so much more convenient than drilling miles underground for a metallic deposit - and they achieved virtually the same effects. Once, he would have felt sorry for doing it; once he would have wondered why - if he desired death so much - he could not let go of his grip of life. Now, the wanderer had a desire to live on, to see more of the world. Indeed, because he was not indestructible, one day, he might just be defeated and demolished, just like he wanted. However, with all the possibilities that he now had with this new entity containing his mind, the Magician thought nothing less than to traverse the universe and witnessing every civilizations he found. A multiversal compendium, perhaps. And for that, he needed a longer lifespan; and for this, he had to sacrifice the lives of the others.

The Magician stared blankly into the distance as he continued his procedures. Then, ahead, an extra shadow standing in the middle of the forest stood dead in the man's way. Notwithstanding, he approached the person without hesitation. The distance between the two of them slowly but surely shortened; the electrical signal that the Magician analyzed told him that the stranger was, unlike her calm posture, frightened. In her hand she held a whip, and a minute later a new, foreign sound broke the eerie silence around the silent Magician. Moonlight now allowed him to see the girl more clearly; she wasn't wearing anything nearly as delicate as he. Indeed, what living human can withstand the heat of the fully-blossoming summer?

He came to a halt for the first time in almost seven hours, about three feet away from the girl, who stood nearly half a foot shorter than him. The Magician looked down at her and smiled,

"Hello," The man introduced himself, "My name is Axiala. Yours?"

Behind him, the trail of falling trees caught on to him. One after another, the suffocated sound of tree trunks banging against the humid soil rang through Axiala's - and surely the girl's - ears. But there were no remains, for the trees immediately decayed into dust, carried away by the occasional wind, or settled permanently onto the ground. His voice had overwhelmed the silence, but if one took the effort to listen closely, a low droning noise filled the air around him, like a swarm of miniature flies flooding the air. It was this inexplicable sound that the insects and animals were slienced, fearful of what threat it might bring upon them.

“My name is Axiala. Yours?”

The words reverberated around Velox’s head, made worse by the man’s smile beforehand. The trees behind the man finished their dive towards the earth, meaning and crashing against each other and all was silent again. Velox gasped as she saw the healthy trees turn to dust and settle on the ground, before a breeze distributed it throughout the remaining forest, leaving no clue as to what had caused the path of devastation before her. She had lived many centuries for a human and had seen cities rise and fall, but the sight before her left her speechless. As she drew her gaze away from the grey scenery behind the man she came to rest her gaze on his face for the first time. Immediately she snapped out of her mental block into a feeling of caution and resilience. She knew she was outmatched instantly, yet at the same time she knew that what appeared to be a human in front of her was not anything she had encountered before. ‘Running now would do no good.’ she thought as she took the man’s large size and coat, his suit under, surprisingly still looked fresh, with no signs of sweat or vapor in the summer heat, which even made her sweat lightly.

“Velox,” she finally said “My name is Velox. I presume you’ve come looking for immortality?” Almost all warriors, fighters, mages, thieves and military personnel she had come across only ever had one thing on their mind when they found her: The near immortality spell she had stumbled upon at an early age. She brushed a hand through her hair, mixing the white and black sides into a merging mess in the middle of her head.

Knowing a fight was almost inevitable, a million strategies were flying through her head, before limiting them down to the most applicable ones, the only common factor being the need to get the jump on her opponent to keep the battle in her favor, giving her an equal edge. Slowly she began to back away from Axiala, never removing her gaze from him, her eyes focused and unblinking still with a shade of fear behind them. As she felt the tree press into her back she smiled. She looked up, ignoring Axiala, to the canopy of the tree. It was a small, squat oak, roughly twice the size of her target, with a large round trunk. ‘Probably just within my capabilities.’ she thought to herself as her plan formulated in her mind.

Throwing her whip over her shoulder and around her body, where it could be accessed quickly and easily once again when needed, she threw her right hand palm out and saw her body glow red briefly before feeling her muscles become filled with overflowing strength, unattainable to her without her Aggression spell. Turning her back to her opponent she put her arms around the trunk of the oak tree behind her, managing to only reach three quarters of the way around, and began to lift. Despite the tree not being particularly large she only barely managed to lift it out of the ground, the tree groaning and swaying in her grip, soil and roots now flying and flailing in the open air, becoming tangled in the undergrowth. Dry soil clung to her body and hair, her light sweat making things even worse.

“You’re not the only one who can cut down the forest.” she growled as she spun 540 degrees with the tree parallel to the ground, crashing into and knocking over several other trees, creating a circle of devastation and noise of falling and cracking trees amongst the forest once again, before throwing the tree towards Axiala. She followed by quickly throwing two shuriken and a kunai in the trees flight path, hoping Axiala didn’t notice and be struck by them should he dodge the oak.

Gasping for breath, she could feel her Aggression spell running out, due the massive strain it took her to uproot and throw the oak, despite it being able to last up to several minutes.

The man observed the neural patterns of the woman standing before him. Fear could easily be interpreted from the electrical signals that Axiala detected. It seemed that she had already connected the dying and vanishing trees with him. There were no direct ways to connect him with the catastrophe. Sure, the man was traveling in a suit, unaffected by the heat, but Axiala had not intended the horrifying aura that living beings felt around him. Despite the fear, the stranger did not escape, or showed any signs of intending to.

"My name is Velox," the woman replied, "I presumed you've come looking for immortality?"

"Immortality?" Axiala projected the voice with an honest skepticism.

Clearly Velox did not comprehend what or who she was up against. It now appeared to Axiala that the magician before her was frightened against the unknown, not the power that was swirling all throughout Axiala. Perhaps if she knew about it, the awesomeness of Axiala would overwhelm the magician. He wanted to tell her too, who he was, or actually what he was. The intellect could easily summarize its entire history of hundreds of years by implanting an atomic bot into Velox's brain and translating the appropriate information into her. He could have explained that he wasn't harmful or threatening, that he had found immortality. But after years and years of pointless harvesting, the A.I. found itself in need of something out of schedule, something...fun.

"You know of it?" Axiala continued speaking to hide its surprise. To the human being, the pause was only an ordinary breakage of punctuation.

It didn't matter, though, what the man's answer would've been. The magician seemed certain, beyond doubt, that Axiala was indeed after immortality, quite presumably a secret that the civilization had yet to discover. Whatever it was, this must've been the reason that the girl was now exiled from her people. Axiala took pity on the being; at the same time he ran several scans on the being. Simultaneously trillions and trillions of microscopic bots received the same report throughout the vast system of Axiala. Heat content of the girl was the same as any other human being, but it was obvious that Velox's metabolism had become impossibly slow for a normal being. It wasn't true immortality, but whatever had catalyzed this was remarkable in its potential to lengthen a mortal shell's lifespan by such a great factor. Now Axiala was truly intrigued.

Slowly, Velox backed up against a tree. The girl, who looked so young but was probably almost as old as Axiala, reached out her right palm and spontaneously a red aura enveloped her entire silhouette. Her muscle and skeletons cells seemed to react to the red aura, absorbing its magical powers just as Velox took grip on the trunk of an oak tree behind her. She lifted the giant plant from its roots. As Velox forced the tree horizontal, dozens of young, green leaves fell from their branches, contributing themselves prematurely back to Mother Nature. It was an intriguing sight: a girl not nearly as tall as he was carrying upon her frail body a giant tree. Velox rotated on the spot, bringing around with her the giant trunk with a deadly force, striking down everything in its path.

"You're not the only one who can cut down the forest," said Velox confidently.

The spellcaster launched the tree at the six-foot man. Even had the tree been slow, the sheer weight would have crushed any man under it. With now an incredible force, it was hurled towards the defenseless man. His optical sensors watched as the monstrous projectile made its flight toward Axiala, aimed dead-centered on his chest. It took less than a second to take impact on the man, who didn't react at all at the deadly offense. Four branches cut cleanly through Axiala's chest and abdomen, several others struck directly through his left arm and both of his legs. The remaining force brought both the downed tree and the man dragging almost four yards backwards. The precautionary shurikens and kunais went to waste as they followed the tree's trajectory and finally stabbed deep into its trunk.

An eerie silence followed as the tree trunks protruding through Axiala's body immobilized the intellect. But there was no blood at all. The surrounding forest had then been silenced with widlife scared away by the supernatural destruction the trees were now forced to witness, or be involved within. Axiala could hear the heavy breathing that the magician was now having. It seemed as though the offense had quite a heavy toll on the user as well. The mysterious mist envloped the tree, and within seconds, the tree, too, lost its life and withered away into dust, leaving behind the struck man. Holes left on Axiala's body closed up within seconds after the tree had gone.

"Indeed I'm not," Axiala answered when he cleared himself of the tree, "such brute task had long since been achieved by man. But simply because I can do what man can do does not mean I cannot do what they are incapacable of."

The mist gathered near the roots of five trees nearby. Leaves and side-branches decayed away soon after, leaving only the main struck and its top shaped like an incredibly sharp cone. Simultaneously, all five trees were uprooted for a short moment it seemed as though they were levitated a few feet mid-air. Then a blinding red-yellow light redominated the dark night as the floating tree trunks caught fire. As if they were orchestrated by one central conscience...And indeed they were. The sharp ends of the trunks were aimed towards Velox as they began turning like a jet-turbine. Five distinct sonic booms exploded, blowing trees away and shaving thousands of leaves off their still-standing trees. The gigantic trees were launched at transsonic speed towards the female magician, drilling through air and the girl's body from five different directions, if Velox failed to react and escape.

"I believe, you have something I want." Axiala continued to play his role of chasing after immortality....In a sense, it was true. Understanding the mechanism of this girl's spells might be able to help even lengthen the lifespan of Pathogenica. It would be a convenient improvement, indeed.