Lord Vatio laughed as he flung two massive fireballs at Markus, both striking the young adventurer true. Markus fell to the ground, both his skin and lungs burning with intense pain.
"Foolish boy, you think a "friendship" and " a prophecy" is enough to scare me? I've been planning my invasion for over a century, and I won't be stopped by a foolish farm boy with a death wish!" Lord Vatio roared, green energy flowing into his palms as he prepared another attack.
As he launched a green beam from both his hands Markus rolled out of the way at the last second, his seemingly only way of keeping himself alive. "You're wrong Vatio! My friends have been pulling me through this entire journey! Darcy, Milio, and Rava have all been there for me, and even though they're not here they've given me the key to make your ass mine!" Markus shouted, a mix of hope and rage in his voice.
"Oh, and by chance what would that "key" happen to be? An ancient artifact that will give you the advantage? A spell that will channel all your rage and give you a new form?" Vatio taunted, a wicked grin painted across his face.
"NO, THIS" Markus said as he pulled out a rotisserie chicken, a watermelon and two cheese wheels from his satchel. Just as fast as they appeared they were gone, and Markus glowed as his skin returned to it's normal color and every cut and bruise faded into nothingness.
Lord Vatio's smile dropped for the briefest second but immediately spread again like butter on a hot pan. "That's how you'll defeat me? With a picnic spread?" He laughed again, preparing another roaring fire ball. He threw the miniature star at Markus, and it hit dead center.
Markus was as charred as used kindling, but with the last ounce of strength he had he reached into his satchel and pulled out a rotisserie chicken, watermelon, and two cheese wheels. And again it had vanished, taking the damage Markus received with it.
This time Lord Vatio's smile didn't return this time. "What's the meaning of this? How are you doing... That?" Lord Vatio asked, gesturing to all of Markus.
"The key to beating you. Luckily the village elder of Rava's village gave me a magical item that can store vast amounts of items. Darcy's village specializes in healing items, and Milio's mom makes some damn good food." Markus said, a smile now stretched across his face.
Lord Vatio shrugged, "It will take more than a few servings of food to take me down." He said nonchalantly as he formed the green energy from his hands into a scythe.
"Oh yeah? Well is 250 lbs enough to take you down?" Markus asked as he downed another combo of chicken, cheese and fruit.
Lord Vatio grew pale. He already wasted a fair amount of energy dealing with this brat so far, and now to hear the battle wasn't even a tenth of the way over visibility shook him.
"When I said your ass was mine I meant it. I ate plenty but I'll always have room for seconds!" Markus said as he took another swing with blade.
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Lord Vatio laughed as he flung two massive fireballs at Markus, both striking the young adventurer true. Markus fell to the ground, both his skin and lungs burning with intense pain.
"Foolish boy, you think a "friendship" and " a prophecy" is enough to scare me? I've been planning my invasion for over a century, and I won't be stopped by a foolish farm boy with a death wish!" Lord Vatio roared, green energy flowing into his palms as he prepared another attack.
As he launched a green beam from both his hands Markus rolled out of the way at the last second, his seemingly only way of keeping himself alive. "You're wrong Vatio! My friends have been pulling me through this entire journey! Darcy, Milio, and Rava have all been there for me, and even though they're not here they've given me the key to make your ass mine!" Markus shouted, a mix of hope and rage in his voice.
"Oh, and by chance what would that "key" happen to be? An ancient artifact that will give you the advantage? A spell that will channel all your rage and give you a new form?" Vatio taunted, a wicked grin painted across his face.
"NO, THIS" Markus said as he pulled out a rotisserie chicken, a watermelon and two cheese wheels from his satchel. Just as fast as they appeared they were gone, and Markus glowed as his skin returned to it's normal color and every cut and bruise faded into nothingness.
Lord Vatio's smile dropped for the briefest second but immediately spread again like butter on a hot pan. "That's how you'll defeat me? With a picnic spread?" He laughed again, preparing another roaring fire ball. He threw the miniature star at Markus, and it hit dead center.
Markus was as charred as used kindling, but with the last ounce of strength he had he reached into his satchel and pulled out a rotisserie chicken, watermelon, and two cheese wheels. And again it had vanished, taking the damage Markus received with it.
This time Lord Vatio's smile didn't return this time. "What's the meaning of this? How are you doing... That?" Lord Vatio asked, gesturing to all of Markus.
"The key to beating you. Luckily the village elder of Rava's village gave me a magical item that can store vast amounts of items. Darcy's village specializes in healing items, and Milio's mom makes some damn good food." Markus said, a smile now stretched across his face.
Lord Vatio shrugged, "It will take more than a few servings of food to take me down." He said nonchalantly as he formed the green energy from his hands into a scythe.
"Oh yeah? Well is 250 lbs enough to take you down?" Markus asked as he downed another combo of chicken, cheese and fruit.
Lord Vatio grew pale. He already wasted a fair amount of energy dealing with this brat so far, and now to hear the battle wasn't even a tenth of the way over visibility shook him.
"When I said your ass was mine I meant it. I ate plenty but I'll always have room for seconds!" Markus said as he took another swing with blade.