Jagmeet | God of Earth | King Over the Plains
The earth came up fast as Jagmeet's body hit the ground, his legs buckling from their bonds and his now unevenly distributed weight. A soft grunt left his lips before he forced his body to flex both physically and magically. He quickly kicked his legs out of their bonds with a loud crack as the shadows faded back into intangibility. A swamp dweller, no doubt a rather foolish-looking one at that. As he rolled his body to stand, a pillar of earth sprung quickly under the creature, punching into his whole ribcage and launching him into the air while the Earth King pushed himself back to his feet.
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"Not bad." He chuckled out in a deep rumble. "But do not hesitate, or it will be your doom."
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Stomping one of his hind hooves into the earth, the magic swelled around him again as golems started to form from the earth and climb free, standing around him like stone guardians with an unnatural green glow before taking off en masse towards their opponent. They were shaped like horses but moved like hyenas, as they charged their prey, Jagmeets horn glowed the same shade of green and the ground began to sparkle. Gold veins had started shooting from his feet, coating the ground in a thick layer of gold, leaving not even the grass green behind in its wake. The sun reflected hard against this golden mirror, creating a glare from below to match the one above.
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He knew if he could overwhelm his opponent, he would have better odds of winning once he exhausted himself. If nothing else, his opponent would be forced to show his abilities before using them on him, giving Jagmeet a better advantage over him.
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"Not bad." He chuckled out in a deep rumble. "But do not hesitate, or it will be your doom."
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Stomping one of his hind hooves into the earth, the magic swelled around him again as golems started to form from the earth and climb free, standing around him like stone guardians with an unnatural green glow before taking off en masse towards their opponent. They were shaped like horses but moved like hyenas, as they charged their prey, Jagmeets horn glowed the same shade of green and the ground began to sparkle. Gold veins had started shooting from his feet, coating the ground in a thick layer of gold, leaving not even the grass green behind in its wake. The sun reflected hard against this golden mirror, creating a glare from below to match the one above.
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He knew if he could overwhelm his opponent, he would have better odds of winning once he exhausted himself. If nothing else, his opponent would be forced to show his abilities before using them on him, giving Jagmeet a better advantage over him.
WC: 288 Words | +1 Chimes
