User blog:OsmiuMap/Heated Spirit

Heated Spirit
I had finally managed to defeat one of the Rahkshi, after what now? Five-thousand years it must have been. No, not even that. It should be closer to six-thousand by now. My Kanohi gave me the ability to avoid most of their attacks, and my weapons allowed me to block the rest. I had hoped to draw out the battle for eternity, but eventually my spirit began to fade. Seven-thousand. Eight-thousand. Nine. Ten. The years turned into little more than numbers. Three down. By now I had lost most of my strength, my reserves of elemental energy were near empty because I had to continually use it to keep the Rahkshi in check. Then, I suddenly crazy thought. I should do some mask making to relax myself. I slammed myself into one of the Rahkshi, and used what little energy I had left to pile snow onto them. I then quickly dropped my weapons and took out my remaining Kanoka disks and my firestaff. I rushed on the first disk and broke it. I had little time before the Rahkshi would break free. I then decided to merge together several disks into one and carved it into the shape of an exotic version of a Miru. The Rahkshi's hissing signified that they were nearly out of the snow. I had no clue what power this mask would have, I decided to just use it and see what happened. I shot ice from my cannon at the loose monsters, missing them, but occupying them while I activated my newly crafted mask. I swept at one of them and noticed that the blade of my halberd was hotter. I decided to risk it all on the next attack. Focusing all my concentration into using my mask, I waited for the Rahkshi to attack. I stepped backwards until I reached the edge of the ring, trying to buy a little more time. They struck in tandem with full force, aiming for my head. Jumping towards them, I swung my halberd as hard as I could. I was right about this new power, it was heat. My halberd, superheated by my mask, melted through the Rahkshi like a knife through water. The Kraata inside were incinerated, dying almost instantly. I then used my still heated blade to slice through the ring of ice I had made, still near impenetrable. I finally broke out and cut a tree that was once a sapling to check the date. It had been only one-hundred years.