-Did it suddenly get colder?
Boy it sure did.-
Power... strength... This is it! THIS IS IT! I REALLY HAVE IT!
-What does she have? Well the giant palace of ice forming in the western lake might have something to do with it...-
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Huh. Somebody must've put a lotta work inta buildin' this thing!
[A thick plume of black smoke shoots out of the man's back, as an inky black substance spreads from his feet to surround the palace's base. This strange substance appears to be slowly pulling the castle downwards, into the substance itself.]
Kinda an eyesore, though. Might as well get rid of it! Zehahahaha!
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Which involves a pillar of ice shooting out beneath your feet, taking you right to the top of the tower.
... Of course that means you might hit your head on several bits of jagged ice on the way up, but she's not exactly a good host.-
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Hmph...
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You know what they say about big things in small packages. If you think I am "just" anything, you're free to try and prove that point.
But I don't think you'll enjoy the results.
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It's very... very cold.
-And suddenly, Blackbeard may feel his hands freezing.-
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[The black substance spreads from his feet again as his hits his hands on the ground. The ice that stubbornly refuses to break off is pulled into the darkness, and he stands up straight, rubbing his hands to try to get them warm (and to deal with the pain as much as he can).] Zehahahaha! Nice try, but that sorta crap ain't gonna work on me!
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-Cirno casually raises her hand... before a gigantic and forceful blast of frozen energy blasts our of it, as if it were some sort of rail gun.-
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No matter how powerful ya are, ya can't hope ta compete... [the black substance (for the lack of a better word) spreads along the ground, attempting to pull any ice stalagmites or Cirno's throne into itself.] ...with the power o' the Devil!
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-She forms several hundred swords, tossing all of them at the man.-
I am the Strongest! Not a one of them can hold a candle to me!
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[The substance on the ground "pulls" harder, dragging some of the flying swords into itself as the gravity takes effect. The higher ones don't sink far enough and hit Blackbeard in his torso, but given how thick his skin is (both due to a lifetime of training and all of the fat), they don't pierce through to the other side. He's bleeding, but his idiotic grin remains on his face as he yanks them out and throws them to the ground.]
Ya are pretty strong, though! Wanna join my crew?
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-She readies another barrage of frozen swords, casting them forward all at once.-
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