Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20151030164455/@comment-25932172-20151224045308

( Merry Christmas everybody! If you celebrate it, that is. )

Arxus continued to direct the Zealot to destroying his brethern, until Enxor stepped in to stop his rampage. The Zealot was cleaved in two, and Arxus was thrown yards away, his cleaver destroyed in the process. He hit the ground hard, with a sharp yelp emitting from his lips. The damage was unimaginable; a sharp pain ripped through his spine and he could barely move, forced to watch as the Bone Wraith marched for Varrus' Ward. With no effort at all, the Ward was shattered and Varrus picked up. He was dropped seconds later, seemingly drained of his energy. "Damn it, move!" He yelled at his own body, barely even able to crawl. He turned onto his stomach and looked around him as everything seemed to fall apart. However, there was but a glimmer of hope now.

With the Zealot slain, the Vessel grabbed the light-infused cleaver and offered it as sacrifice to Enxor. Instead of fueling his dark aura, it was destroying it. Although this was somewhat Arxus' plan, it wasn't exactly how he intended to deliver it. But it was a plan. "Argus! Cleanse as many Cleavers as you can!" Struggling to force himself to his fight, Arxus intercepted the closest Zealot, on route towards Enxor. Slamming his foot into the back of the Zealot's knee, he brought the knight to a kneel.