The Enslaved VS The Forbidden Shield

(Starting with Ability Two, for known reasons ;D)

Ezoroth walked down his lane. The cold blue area surrounding him didn't cause him to shiver a bit, and he heard an echo from the steps he made. He walked past the turrets that were there to keep one side from the other, and although he was tall, the turrets were still a bit taller. the opponent he was going against seemed to be a strong one, but he didn't care. He was going to show her the power of the Forbidden Shield.

"Come out, whomever you may be." Ezoroth said as the bridge he walked on rumbled, but he paid no heed. He could see his own army coming forth behind him, and after a few more seconds could see the enemies... However, where would she be?

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(Starting with Ability One)

Belladonna, moments prior, flew through the wintry air and into the bush nearest to her base. Now, she watched, her breath steaming before her, her eyes locked upon her target. For now, she would wait.

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(Increasing damage reflection by 10%.)

Ezoroth sighs and sits back, watching the little minions dishing out their own fight. All he cared about was scoring the kill and winning this battle. For once the leader dies the opposition is scrambled. The map layout was simple, and he didn't think that, with the amount of time given to get to the center of this lane, his opponent would be in a bush... Though, with the fact that they are still missing...

"Where are you?" he asked an outwards question, carefully making his way to his own bush. He, himself, was too tall to be able to realistically hide. He wanted to find the enemy, and end this fight. After checking his own bush, he turns to make way to the other bush, just stepping out of his own to see that his minions lost the battle, and instead diverted his attention to the one enemy minion still standing.

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(Increased damage for 3 Turns)

Belladonna exhaled silently, a smirk spreading across her lips. She felt him taking over. Her vision tinted red as she felt her arms jerk outwards on their own. From the glowing slices covering her skin slithered two glowing red strings. Her head jerked towards her right hand, and within it appeared the shadowy scythe with which she was cursed. Her eyes locked upon the man who was heavily armored, and with great speed, the strings shot out at him, aiming at the areas he wore thin or no armor.

It was a dangerous move, but she would have to deal with it, wouldn't she?

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(Increased damage reflection by 10%...)

Ezoroth walks towards the minion, taking no damage from his swinging, and kicks him away. The little guy was outraged and ran towards him, but before he could get close enough he lost his attention to the next wave of minions. Suddenly there was a rustle from the enemy bush, but with the speed of the attack and his hesitation he didn't know if he could retaliate. He spun in her direction quickly for his size and mass, and with just barely moving his shield in the way he activates his ability, and the shield lightly glows a pale blue.

"Not this time, my dear." he said as his shield absorbs some of the attack and reflects it back at her in the form of a bolt, about the same colour as his shield's glow. Once this attack is made he rushes at her with a downward swing, and prepares to do a full spin with an upward swing right after.

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(Increase Silence by 1 Post)

Belladonna's eyes widened at the sight of the bolt traveling towards her. Instantly, mobility was restored in her control and she was left to fend for herself. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, she spun around and began to fly headlong towards her turret, the scythe in her hand dragging across the ground behind her.

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(Increase damage reflection by 10%.)

"You can't run..." he said as he stops his second attack, the ability that she tried to dodge chasing right after her. It was a relentless ability, and the determination of it would surely tire her. Meanwhile his wave of minions was yet again losing, and so he turned around and started to mash the enemy minions with his shield, a face of disappointment scaring his own minions. They were supposed to be the best of the best, yet they were failing this fight yet again. The bushes that he exited rustled in the breeze and the cold air was parted by Ezoroth's strong, cold armour. What was this girl trying to accomplish running from this simple ability. Did she not know? Did she think that it was that easy to get away from? Whatever, it'll end soon enough. His minions started towards the turret, and they began attacking it right as another wave appears.

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(Increased damage for 4 Turns)

Belladonna scoffed, spinning towards the approaching enemies as soon as she was in the safety of her turret and it's cold exterior. The bolt pelted her in the chest, pushing her back a little, but not causing any pain. This came to her satisfaction. As the next wave of minions traveled into the battle lines, Belladonna followed suit. She sliced quickly at the enemy minions with her scythe, her arm prepared to release some thread if her opponent tried anything clever.

The spirit whispered in the back of her mind, lurking and threatening to overtake her at any moment.

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(Increase the amount of abilities able to be blocked by one.)

Ezoroth merely watched her, waiting for her to make the first move. He smashed in the skulls of a few enemy minions as he examined the enemy. He was almost sad that he'd have to end her life soon, but he's done much worse before, and he's killed many more that just one girl. Stepping from one spot to the other, the sounds of footsteps and noisy armour filling the cold air as he prepared to make a move, but he didn't know when or where she was going to attack.

"Make your move." he taunted, his eyes locked onto hers. He needed to read her movements, her tactics, and her thoughts.

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(Increased damage for 5 Turns)

"Why don't you, big boy?" The demon hissed from deep within her, echoing through the air. Belladonna sliced at a few more minions, her skin itching to attack.

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(Getting ability one.)

Ezoroth smiled, and he jumped forward into a swinging motion with his shield, aiming to use his ability Pulverize. He knew she was planning to use an ability, however his Pulverize would cancel any ability that she tried to use, and he prepared for a retaliation effort. A few minions caught attention of him, but by the time they would get to him his ability would already be going through to her, if she were to not dodge.

“Fine then.” He said, instantly preparing himself for a possible barrage of abilities, but by the time she would be able to react, he’d be ready to counter her.

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(Getting ability three)

Belladonna edged back at her opponent's movement, and in an attempt of escape accelerated through the air in a spinning motion, red energy emitting from her veins like ribbons. She let a low whistle escape from her lips, peering behind her shoulder at the whirling scarlet that drifted to the snowy ground, instantly igniting it into a blistering, luminous path that followed her to where where she came to rest, a ways away from where she once was. She hoped this would work to avoid his over-sized shield.

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