Unbelievable!
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This is my third Weekly Battle Challenge! You can watch the battle here.
Disintegrator... the Neutral demoralizer. This thing shuts down melee offenses like a boss and you can even get some trample action going in Silver league!
Round 1
Venari Wavesmith is about to teach this team a thing or two about armor!
Round 2
Slowly wearing each other down. Luckily I'm using magic so I don't have to worry about their armor.
Round 3
My armor is slowing them down quite a bit! I've taken some damage, but it's all good.
Round 4
Living Lava is about to go down. They're having a hard time hitting me!
Round 5
Wavesmith gets to finally sit out but it's all downhill from here.
Round 6
Just handling a little more light work.
Round 7
I think I would have lost without Disintegrator.
Round 8
Still working on Tenyii.
Round 9
Long and drawn out, but victory is mine!
Results
Gotta keep those Gold Foil bonuses up!
Looking Back At It
I had a pretty solid team that each brought something important. O'Shannus brought high HP, speed, and magic, Disintegrator brought demoralize, and Wavesmith brought added protection. Even the fiend was important in keeping Tenyii Striker away from Wavesmith a little longer. I don't think it would've worked without one of them.
Lore
The crazed tinker, Morloth, created the Disintegrator within his lair in the Badlands. Assembling various parts of other creatures together, he spent an age designing and building his masterpiece. The only problem was bringing it to life. He tried taking the fierce lightning from the sky and filling the monstrous body with raw energy but that didn’t work and only damaged its limbs. He experimented with molten power from within the ground but that only burnt away its flesh and hide. It wasn’t until he had a visit from a cloaked agent of chaos and was gifted the answer to his problems that the engine burst into life.
The pair spoke for days and deals were made, adjusted, broken and presented again. Morloth grew frustrated with how long it was taking, all he wanted was to have more of the sickly, green crystals that the agent had placed within the heart of his creature, bringing it to life. Whether he eventually tired of the bartering and was worn down, or the taint of chaos itself had afflicted him, Morloth agreed to the terms laid out by his visitor. With a large sack of the chaos fuel and the promise of an endless supply in the future, all he had to do was keep his side of the bargain – persecute and destroy the people of Praetoria. He quickly produced more of the misshapen beasts and now, with his pets in tow, he terrorized Praetoria and all its inhabitants.
With the torso of a mountain gorilla, the hind quarters of a crocodile and the mouth of a leach, the Disintegrator is a mismatch of devastating qualities. Its strength is formidable, twisted strands of metal combined with great sinews of muscle. When the heavy forearms and tail strike its foe, it will pummel them into submission without mercy. If that fails to work then the monster’s evil jaws will latch onto its prey, numerous splayed fangs locking onto their body as it sucks the life from them. The obscene golem strikes terror into its foes wherever it goes and it has been known to continue to fight even after the yellow glow of life has left it eyes.
The mountain village of Squall’s End was quiet as night fell. Nestled in the foothills of two peaks, it guarded the pass and was a refuge for the many travelers that came through that way bringing trade inland from Northern Bay. Lights from the houses twinkled in the darkness, and thin strands of smoke spiraled into the night sky from fires burning within the many hearths. The call of a young shepherd broke the silence, herding his small flock of sheep back into their pen where they’d be safe from wild animals. It was a picture of perfect serenity, of a happy community at peace with the world. It was the perfect place for Morloth to release his new creation and test how effective it truly was.
The beast grumbled beside him, the heart of its engine humming gently, chugging puffs of green smoke from an exhaust cylinder. Morloth reached across and turned the dial up, causing the engine to bark and the beast to shudder, its eyes glowing with intense, unprocessed energy.
“There is the town, my child. That is why we have come here. Destroy them! Stampede through their homes, and drink their blood until your appetite is sated, my beautiful Disintegrator.”
The monster turned to look at him for a moment and then it was gone. Charging towards the village and bellowing its rage until the angry roars echoed back from the very mountains themselves.
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