My Comeback Battle! Open Challenge

[silent one]

I've been gone for a long time and have decided to come back. If anyone has the time or is in the mood for a fight post your template and lets begin.

Name: Gigdoh

Age: Unknown but looks in the mid 30s

Race: Fallen Seraphim (Angel with more than 2 wings)

Appearance:

Human Form: Short black spiky hair, blood red eyes, 6’0, 146lbs, tone muscles, black t-shirt with the kanji for kill on the back written in red, red jeans with big eyes drawn on the knees, barefoot, pale skin tone.

True Form: 7 blood red wings, blood red eyes, long black hair reaching to the ground, 3 inch long fangs, big red eye on the chest, shadow type of body, long red and black cloak covering most of his body except his feet and head.

Weapon(s):

Human Form:

The Fallen: a heavy blade 6’5 long covered in the blood of his fallen foes.

True Form:

His Body: just like what it sounds like he uses his own body as a weapon.

Abilities:

Human Form: Enhanced strength, nose can smell blood from 16 yards away, eyes can see 50 yards away.

True Form: Enhanced strength, can see 75 yards away, can control blood and use it as a weapon, and uses the powers of The Count who resides in his body.

Personality: Gigdoh loves the smell of blood and the taste too. If anyone gets in his way he won’t hesitate to kill them and drink their blood. He has a one track mind when it comes to anything like a beast that needs to feed.

Bio: Gigdoh was once a humble Seraphim who's original name was Marcus would help anyone in need. But one day while he was roaming the earth he heard a man crying for help on what looked like an empty battlefield covered in the scent of blood. Marcus found the man who had called for help but as he neared this man he saw that this man was not a man but a vampire known solely as The Count. The Count quickly used the last of his power to transfer his blood and soul into Marcus, who was not taken over by The Count but somehow merged with him to create a new entity now known as Gigdoh. A Few Centuries Later Gigdoh while feasting on a woman in France he was stopped by a half human half seraphim who called himself Hideyoshi. Now Gigdoh’s sole mission is to kill and drink Hideyoshi's blood so he can regain his broken pride.


Rules: The standard rp rules. If you dont know them then please dont bother posting.

Judges:
1.???
2.???
3.???

 

[Prophet]

I eagerly accept your challenge. Here is my template.

PS. Glad to see someone knows what a Seraph is. Although Seraph's usually tend to have about six wings according to Angel heirarchy.

Name: Que (pronounced like the letter Q)
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Occupation: Bust boy at local restaurant of United States
Location: New York, USA
Personality: Que has always been a smart kid, although his naivety and imagination tend to get him into trouble sometimes. He doesn't have a lot of common sense at times, although he thinks out his choices very thoroughly. Always trying to do the right thing and be nice, becoming a teenager with those dang-blasted horomones and mood swings makes this goal much, much harder. He often is seen with a small Rubix cube which he endlessly solves and scrambles as he wanders the New York streets. He loves science, and often takes the scientific approach to explain all magic (although this often fails at many points in time). One aspiring quirk is his inability to make small talk with women, especially the beautiful ones.

History: Born in US to an average Family, he was obviously very talented as he progressed through the schools. Profficient in his studies at school, he became very into religion and martial arts at a young age, becoming aquianted with various martial arts despite his inability to become physically strong like the others around him. He grew older, and soon, although unpopular with his school mates and the others in the city at first, he eventually became more liked, and achieved a well liked status within the City. However, lately, as he progresses into his teen years, as he tries to be nice and do the right things as he has always done, he finds it to be much harder, and his caught between his past goodness, and the darkness lurking inside him. However that is the day he finds a battered Rubix cube lying on the ground of a lower level. Picking it up he feels a power spring within him that he never knew he had, and he lives on his life, fighting the darkness inside him, as well as the darkness around him.

Weapon/s: Que's only weapon his his standard Rubix cube, battered and dirty from where he found it in the lower levels. The Rubix cube allows him to focus his minds power and helps him keep control of the darkness inside him.

Power/s & Abilities: Que's powers correspond with the various colors of the Rubix cube. By solving the red side, he can produce fire and control it, by solving the orange side, he controls earth, by solving the yellow side he can control electricity and lightning (also producing it), by solving the green side, he can control wind, by solving the blue side, he can control water and ice, and by solving the white side, he can control light. By solving two or more sides of the Rubix cube, he can combine abilities (like by solving red and yellow, he can use fire-lightning attacks, etc.). By solving the whole Rubix Cube, he enters a state of extreme power, exhibiting all six elemental powers at higher magnitiudes and having semi-telekenetic abilites. However, the Rubix Cube scrambles itself after a minute or s after this mode is achieved. He also can absorb various elements through their respective sides by forming certain patterns with the cube.

Appearance: No reference pic so...

Que has dark black hair, reaching a few inches below his neck. His eyes a dark brown, almost black, and his features are relatively Asian looking. His skin is regularly sandy yellow colored, while his fingers are long and spidery, his arms and figure normal sized, and he stands at about 5'10''

He usually wears long hooded pull over sweatshirts, black or red, with jeans, and a small pendant hanging around his neck, where he hangs his Rubix cube when not using it.

Theme song/s: Stand my Ground- Within Temptation

 

[silent one]

ooc: glad to see a well detailed template, cant wait to fight you. also if you would please have the honor of starting it off.

Location: A war torn battlefield with millions of bodies of men scattered throughout the land. The sky is the color of blood and the moon is a glowing yellow. There are a few pits and rock formations laying about.

 

[Prophet]

OOC: Okay will do.

IC:

Que slowly walked around the battlefield, the nauseating stench of the dead bodies making him almost throw up. When he understood he was going to fight someone here, he didn't know they had such... taste... He slowly sidestepped another rotting corpse, and decided he needed to clear some space and he took the Rubix cube from his necklace, spinning the sides until they were a blur, and with a CHIK, he held the solved green side upward. A blast of wind hurtled from the heavens and struck the ground around him, funneling outward like a microburst, flinging dead bodies outward in all directions, clearing a small circle for him to stand.

"Whoever this guy is, he has interesting taste," Que muttered, distainfully looking at the bloodstained ground, and twirling his Rubix Cube nervously between his hands, "What kind of man would want to meet here?" He turned around and with a jolt, realized his opponent was already there. Well, he better start this soon. Deciding there was no point in waiting for him to attack, he spun the cube quickly, rotating sides and spinning squares until the crimson red side glowed in completion. He held it in one hand, red side forward and pointing toward the figure, and suddenly a jet of flame burst from the cube's red side, lighting up the bodies around him like they were dry kindle. He then twisted the other side equally as quickly until he had solved the green side as well, and with a flick of his hand, the wind picked up, spinning around him until the flames were carried in a cyclone of burning winds, and pointing his hand toward the figure with a casual motion, the flaming tornado spun toward the figure, eating up bodies as it went, eating up their skin like it was wax melting under a candle.

OOC: Hope you won't consider it powerplaying that I mentioned you were there

 

[silent one]

ooc: no problem with me.

ic: The man who was sitting down on a dead corpse now stood up as he was being surrounded by flames. His face showed no fear but instead a grin of happiness. He walked towards his opponent who attacked him. As he neared the searing flames he disappeared. He then reappeared just outside the cyclone of fire with his eyes glowing red.

"Well seems like i have found myself a challenger worth my time." The man said in a low voice that held a slight tone of happiness. "Oh sorry about the mess i chose this location because it was isolated but apparently someone heard about my coming and decided to ready a battalion and well one thing led to another and before you know it i slaughtered them all. If i hadn't they might have interrupted my fun." He said as he neared his opponent laughing at his own words.

"By the way my name is Gigdoh remember that name whelp!" Gigdoh lunged himself towards his opponent with great speed and precision. He zig-zagged until finally he made a slash across his opponent's left arm. Gigdoh now stood ten feet in front of his opponent.

 

[Prophet]

He killed all these men? thought Que shocked, trying to hide his suprise and nausea, What is this guy made of? But he only had time to here the man's name, Gigdoh, before he zizgagged toward him, faster then his eye could move before slashing toward Que's left arm. A blow like that could sever his arm clean off! Que quickly, brought around his Rubix cube, twirling it with one hand until he solve the orange side mere mille-seconds later. He didn't have any time. He swung upward, a great column of earth rising to protect his arm like a small shield, but, the sword smashed through it like it was kindling, and he felt the flat of it smack his arm like a gong. He bit his lip to hold the pain in, feeling the bruises go up his arm. The earth shield hadn't protected him completely...

He clutched his left arm in pain, spining the Rubix cube with his free hand until he aligned the blue and yellow sides at the same time.

"You seem to be pretty fast," he shouted, clutching his cube in his hand as it began to glow with sapphire and golden light, "Let's see you run on this..." The blue light spread across the stone field like a wave, and the whole arena iced over, the bodies, rocks, and even the blood freezing until it looked like an icy lake, the only empty patch was the square yard where Que stood. Gigdoh wouldn't be able to run on it without slipping and falling, and then the golden light shot into the air, and fiery thunderbolts came crashing down to earth, strike the ice, which conducted it like a lightning rod, sending high voltage shock to whoever was touching its surface. If this guy could fly, he would be struck down by the lightning. If he continued to run, the shock would still get him, him being unable to dodge to to the slippery ice.

"Get out of this one, buddy," he whispered, watching Gigdoh intently.

 

[silent one]

Gigdoh merely smiled as he watched his opponent spinning his Rubix Cube. Just as he was about to strike again he saw that the Rubix Cube was glowing two different colors. "What is he up to?" He thought as the whole area they were in was covered by ice. Gigdoh was surprised by this and stabbed his blade into the ice keeping him from falling. Just as he did this he looked up to notice a tunderbolt was coming his way so he quickly puled his sword out and jumped out of the way of the attack.

Just as he barely dodged the lightning more and more soon rained down from the heavens. Try as he might he was soon struck down by one of the lightning strikes and a scream came from him as the lightning's power was amplafied by the metal of his sword and the ice beneath him. After being struck down his body fell limp with his face towards the sky. "Damn that was some clever strategy coming from a Punk." He said as he slowly got up and faced his opponent.

His grin grew wider until he looked like a madman. "Now the fun can really begin, Punk!" He yelled out as he jumped up into the air even though the lightning would surely hit him. With inhuman speed he managed to zig-zag his way past many a strike until he was directly over his opponent's head. Gigdoh divebombed towards his opponent with great speed as he held his sword directly in front of him. After merely a few seconds he crashlanded directly in front of his opponent hlding The Fallen in his right hand.

"Now time for some payback, Punk!" Gigdoh jumped away grinning as lightning stuck his blade making it act like a conducter sending the lightning all around the ground breaking what remained of the ice and damaging his opponent. He landed twelve feet away from where the lightning had struck his blade. "Get up Punk i know getting hit from an attack like that didn't kill you, so stop playing dead and fight me!" Gigdoh said as The Fallen came back to his hand.

 

[Prophet]

Que grinned like a jackrabbit as the figure was struck by a bolt of lightning. What he could he say? He was a 15 year old teen, what was cooler then beating down a demonic human with a bolt of lightning? But Gigdoh stood, and before Que could even frown, he was in the air, dodging lightning bolts like they were slowed in mid-air and suddenly he was right above him. Que shouted as his blade came crashing down, the sword conducting the lightning, overloading the ice and shattering it, pieces of ice cracking and flying in the air, and Que shouted again as the lightning rippled around the shining blade, zapping toward him like crackling static. He managed to absorb some of it through the yellow side of his Rubix Cube, but enough of it hit him to send his hair on end, running through his body and making his heart beat faster and faster, his body writhing with the electric energy. He fell on one knee, breathing faster, his skin hot with the electrical charge.

"...I know that the attack didn't kill you!" he heard Gigdoh call from far away, and he smiled softly, the lightning still buzzing in his long hair.

"Never planned to," he whispered, and with a subtle movement, spun the Rubix cube like the lightning that just struck him, "Maybe I should bring you down to earth a little bit." Suddenly the Orange side was solved, and he spun it again to form the emerald Green side as well. The colors glowed like the twin stars in his and with a flick of his wrist, the earth opened up beneath Gigdoh like a gaping hole straight to hell. The wind began to howl as well, the breezes becaming a heavy storm, the winds spinning and lashing out, making flight utterly impossible, and with the earth opening beneath him, Gigdoh would fall, endlessly, pushed by the wind straight down the vile hole, unable to fly due to the treacherous winds. He would fall, endlessly to the magma below, burnt by the incinerous heat.

 

[silent one]

Gigdoh laughed heartily as he was being sent down to the depths of the earth to his death. "This is so much fun! An opponent whose sending me to the pits of the earth to burn my body to ashes! This is getting very exciting!" Gigdoh yelled these things out as he was getting closer to the earth's core.

He decided now to turn around and run up the powerful wind that was pushing him down to the core. Though try as he might he only delayed the inevitable so he tried to push even harder against the wind that his body was actually being ripped apart by the powerful wind. Soon his body was splattered all over the walls of the hole he was in. The blood on the walls of the hole was being absorbed into the dirt of the earth until it disappeared.

"Count of Blood Soaking Earth: Impalement!" Gigdoh's voice echoed all over the area as spears made of blood soon started to appear all over the battlefield stabbing through many of the leftover bodies hanging them up as if they were trophies. The blood spears had now covered the area and Gigdoh appeared out of one of the spears with his body intact standing just twelve feet away from were his opponent last stood waiting to see how he had faired against his attack.

 

[Prophet]

Que gasped as he saw what seemed to be spears of blood rising out of the earth, impaling bodies like some kind of grotesque trophies, and Gigdoh appeared out of what of the bloody towers, twelve feet away from him. He can control blood? thought Que incredulously, stepping back away from him, What is this guy? Stepping back again, he quickly spun his Rubix cube again, the colors a blur until he got the orange, blue, and yellow sides at the same time, the three sides glowing with the radiant colors. It was showtime...

The ground beneath Gigdoh became soupy and molten, sucking him in like a vacuum cleaner, the newly formed quicksand trapping his legs and slowly sucking him down into the Earth. From the blue side then shot a blast of icy terror at Gigdoh's upper torso, essentially freezing it solid, rendering it immoblile to help him escape. From the yellow side shot lightning, fire from the heavens blasting down toward Gigdoh. Gigdoh could not run, his legs trapped and sinking in the quicksand, his upperbody frozen solid by the ice, and the lightning flying toward him, its power amplified by the ice, would fry him. Even if he managed to escape the lightning, the ice would weigh him down so he would sink into the quicksand even faster. As for the blood.... Que spun around and spinning the green side in conjuction with the blue side, summoned a great hurricane, the raging wind and hurling waters beginning to crash around him like falling bowling pins, and he brought all the force to the center of the battlefield. With a yell and a crashing downward movement, he brought his hand down, and the flood of waters and wind smashed down on the field, surging outward like a giant typhoon, pushing all of the blood and corpses outward, and with a flick of Que's hand, down a gaping ring of holes around him, draining into the earth like a giant sink, and when it was done, the field was corpse and blood free. No more way for him to use it... He turned to his opponent, the lightning almost to him. How was he going to get out of this one?

 

[silent one]

Gigdoh though frozen and trapped still saw the powerful lightning attack that would soon hit him. His eyes started to glow bright red and soon his laughter could be heard echoing throughout the battlefield. The ice started to crack fiercly as soon as the laughter started. Just as the lightning was about to strike Gigdoh down the ice exploded outward fiercly. Quickly Gigdoh turned into blood and absorbed into the ground leaving the lightning to hit nothing but dirt.

Gigdoh's liquified body erupted from the ground ten feet in front of his opponent like a volcano. The blood soon reformed into Gigdoh's real body. "I must say you surprise me. I haven't had this much fun since the fight with that young Seraph boy. But enough flatery i think it's about time you stop joking around and show me your true power! If you dont i will kill you were you stand."

Gigdoh's blood red eyes glowed again and his body was soon covered in darkness. His body was now dark as a shadow, his teeth became three inch long fangs, his hair grew longer, and a big blood red eye appeared on the center of his chest. Gigdoh laughed maniacly as he lifted up his right hand and as soon as he did the clouds in the sky soon became blood red in color. "The Count of Blood Soaking Earth's Blood Rain!" Gigdoh shouted as the clouds produced rain that was actually blood shaped spearheads all over the battlefield.

ooc: sorry for the long delayed post but for some reason i couldn't log in.

 

[Prophet]

OOC: Question, the blood has been cleared from the battlefield, so I'm assuming to produce this rain of blood, you are using your own blood? You must feel mad weakened after draining enough of blood from yourself to cover a battlefield.

IC:

"Kill me where I stand?" laughed Que annoyingly, leaping backward and spinning his Rubix cube, "More likely to bleed on me and give me a virus or something."

As Gigdoh transformed, Que didn't budge. After all, if you saw his math teacher, you wouldn't be frightened of crazy dark monsters any more either. As Gigdoh shouted to the heavens with some mesmorizing monologue, blood began to rain from the skies, their tips solidifying into spearlike heads, sharp enough to pierce him right through if they got close enough. Que smiled, spinning his Rubix cube until the orange side shone through once more. As he brought the cube over his head, a great earthen slab came out of the ground and levitated above his head, shielding him as the red blood smashed into it endlessly, and keeping one side orange, Que spun the cube so the blue side showed.

"Let's see you fight without your blood" muttered Que, and he gave a great yank with his hand, as if pulling on an invisible string. Blood is primarily made up of a yellowish plasma, which is 90% water. Que concentrated as he felt that water inside the blood, and with a yank, disgustingly pulled gallon by gallon of water out of the blood dripping around him and out of Gigdoh himself. Without the blood, Gigdoh would run dry, unable to attack or even live, and Que grunted as he hurled the blood down the hole he had made, forcing it down until it reached the core of the world, incinerated by the burning magma. Knowing that Gigdoh might seek to control his own blood, Que focused the cube with the water, keeping his blood steadily inside his body, ready to fight any attempt to take his own blood.

 

[Q]

OoC: I will judge and watch in character.
I'm eager to fight you, cyberseraph. Wanna do a PM battle or what?

 

[Prophet]

OOC: Sure I don't mind. This might settle any debates that come up later.

I eagerly await your next post, silent one.

 

[Q]

OoC: Cheers.

IC:

Well, now they were using blood in this. Extremely interesting.
Uncle glanced down upon the mortal and immortal who were exchanging attacks madly, almost as if they were arch-nemesises. They had only met a few moments ago, yet now they were trying to kill each other like their lives depended on it.
Mortals and young immortals. All the same.
The bear smiled as the blood began pouring down upon the battlefield; a spear headed towards the bear, singing the song of a thousand years of pain, death and destruction. Uncle simply batted it away with a telekinetic flick, barely using up even a quarter of his power. The being of starstuff watched, intently, as the battle continued.
For a moment, the bear thought of joining in the battle; indeed, he was not concerned with anything else at the moment, and his power levels were fresh and to the maximum level after a good workout in space, testing himself...but he shoved the thought out of his mind. This was not the time or the place for such pitiful things.

The bear, however, did note upon the boy with the Rubix cube. An absolutely ingenious design for a weapon - Uncle would have to remember it when he challenged the winner of the match.
The demon was - surprisingly - tiring from the constant use of his own blood; Uncle knew he would not last long, and if he did, he would have to flee. From a mortal, as well! A shame for this immortal, who could be powerful if only he would embrace the endlessness of his existance and not rush on mortal instincts...such as the victory adrenaline rush and the maddening desire for the demon to have blood. He also did not want to die; he possessed a fear of death, even though he could live forever. A vendetta, as well then...interesting.
The boy was also interesting; he, however, was also rushing to the victory and relying on his mortal instincts to guide him. A shame again, because if this boy could embrace the path of endlessness, he also could go far...and maybe even ascend to immortality! With a smile, the bear continued to look on, even more eager since reading them both.

 

[silent one]

Gigdoh was shocked to see that his own blood was being turned worthless right before his own eyes. Even the blood inside his body was being drained out of him like so many of his victims before. Yet even through all this he still managed to smile. "Pathetic human did you really think the blood from the sky was really my own!? If so you thought wrong!" Gigdoh began to laugh as he walked slowly towards his opponent as he was feeling low on energy at the moment.

"That blood you took away from my attack wasn't my own but of coutless others! You see my weapon The Fallen has tasted as much blood as i have, so all i did was used that dried up blood from it's blade to create the attack you washed away. But enough on the minor details and let me let you in on a little secret. I can't DIE!" Gigdoh laughed and said the lines that many a villan has said before.

"Now witness my true power!" Gigdoh bended forward a bit and out of his back erupted a mass amount of blood that soon took the shape of seven blood red wings. "Know your place human!" Gigdoh laughed as he pulled out The Fallen from within his own body and held it in his right hand. He then grinned like a wild man and threw his blade towards Que at which point it turned to blood and slpattered all over Que's body.

"Dodge this if you can Punk!" Gigdoh said as he flew at an incredible speed towards Que and held his right and left hands in front of him. As he neared Que the blood that splattered all over him tightened and held him like a straight jacket. Gigdoh's hands soon became one and formed a spearhead aimed directly at Que's Rubix Cube.

 

[Q]

(...Cyberseraph, I think you should check out our battle. I've made a post.
And lemme judge these last few posts.

OoC: Whoa whoa whoa, silent one; where does it say that The Fallen keeps a massive amount of blood within it?

"The Fallen: a heavy blade 6’5 long covered in the blood of his fallen foes."

Unless the sword can contain blood within itself or that's one HELL of a layer of dried blood, I'm kinda confused about how you can not use your own blood while doing that blood storm attack. At least, not a little bit of it.

 

[Prophet]

OOC: Yeah true, I was wondering that myself. I will continue as if it did work though. And as for you being immortal, then what's the point of fighting? For fun? I guess...

Que gasped as wings sprouted from Gigdoh's back like it was from the back of the devil himself, and the suddenly a giant splatter of blood shot out toward him, but before he could dodge, it wrapped itself around him and solidified, holding him tight like a a serpent, and he just managed to bend over so his Rubix Cube was free between his legs. But as Gigdoh shot toward him like a bullet, his hands forming a spearlike, and Que knew he couldn't escape like this. However, his Rubix cube was still formed to the blue side, and with a a quick nudge of the Rubix Cube, the blood slowly ripped away from him, the water inside it propelling it along, and Que was free for that instant, and with a quick spin of the Rubix cube, he formed the green side, and with barely a second to spare, he shot up, propelled by the air beneath him as the spearlike hands of Gigdoh missed him by mere millimeters. That was close. But now he was above and had the vantage point.

Que quickly formed the red side as well, and the crimson and green sides glowed in unison, and suddenly as the air picked up, a fiery tornado spun into existance, shooting down toward Gigdoh, the flames spinning in a cyclone, surrounding Gigdoh on all sides and coming down from the top. The flames would incinerate his blood instantly, and he would be screwed.

Immortal? Let's see about that.

 

[silent one]

Gigdoh looked up at the incoming attack and quickly turned into blood and slipped safely into the ground. HE then reappeared outside the powerful attack and sighed. "Not bad Punk. If that had hit me who knows what would have happened." Just then Gigdoh sniffed the air and caught the scent of someone or something else. "It seems we have a spectator." Gigdoh then smiled when he figured out an idea of how to finish this fight.

"I'll end it with this!" Gigdoh's body turned into blood again and split into two separate pools of blood. One of the blood pools went under ground and the other went towards the heavens. "Take this! Count of Blood Soaking Earth: The Impalement of The Fallen King!" Gigdoh yelled as it again rained blood spears towards Que but also from below spears also appeared erupting out of the ground at an alarming rate. All of these spears were headed for one location and that was Que.

ooc:Gigdoh likes to fight cause he wishes to regain his broken pride and two yeah pretty much for the fun of it lol. Oh and yeah th whole blood thing is kind of complicated i'll PM you the info.

 

[Prophet]

Que saw Gigdoh's body split in two, one pool of blood soaring into the heavens and one pool of blood soaking into the Earth. He had an idea of what was coming.
As the sky began to rain blood again, the spears falling like bloody missiles, Que almost yawned. This again? He leapt into the air, his green side still in effect and he shot up into the sky, headed straight for the bloody rain. He let loose a blast of fire from the red side already solved, and with its scorching heat, it evaporated the blood in front and above him, and he waved it around, incinerating whatever fell from the sky like a giant umbrella. And the spears, shooting up from the ground, Que almost laughed at, and using the green and red sides in unison, he surrounded himself with a burning cyclone, shielding him from the rain above and the spears below. He hovered in the eye of this tornado of flames, and he quickly made his way to Gigdoh. Feel this, he thought, and he quickly spun the yellow side to join his green side. While inside the flaming tornado, he quickly positioned himself over Gigdoh's form, and as he opened a hole in his tornado to aim, he fired a blast of compressed air and lightning, in an attack he called "Divine Wind" The blast of pressurized air would shatter the ground and electrocute any in its path. And the best part was that it would blast any person standing the way to complete shreds. Pull yourself together after this one, Gigdoh, he thought, letting loose his blast of air and lightning. He also had formed the orange side some time before and made sure to hold Gigdoh steady with two firm hands made of solid rock, each one grabbing onto a leg. Even if Gigdoh absorbed himself into the Earth, the air blast would shatter the rock he was absorbed in.