{EVENT} The Living Dead

[K2]

"Heh," the Black Judge replied, extending his hand outwards, "Sounds fun."

The area around the Black Judge started to shift, to phase. If he couldn't eat the Void, maybe he could use it to his advantage. Basically, he was going to make the Void his bitch. As Void energies started to swirl in his hand, he glared at Jack, intrigued. Did this guy even know what he was getting himself into? It was time to find out... The hard way. Starting... Right. Now.

In his free hand, his mallet appeared, and he started to swing it around and around as the wolf heads vanished. As he continued swinging the mallet, it began to grow more powerful, more charged up, until, finally, he swung it like a baseball bat, unleashing a huge tidal wave of a black water which started right towards Jack. At the same time, huge rifts started to open all around the Void, shifting the area to the Black Judge's liking.

As the tidal wave flooded towards Jack, a huge arena rose up around them.

[King Kota]

Jack wouldn't say anything, but using the Void's energies against something that was powered by the Void's energy might not be the best idea. Then again; no one ever said the Black Judge was an intelligent fellow.

"A tidal wave? That's all you can do?" Jack mocked as he raised his hands and made a splitting motion; parting the wave and leaving himself untouched as the black water flowed around him harmlessly. It began to swirl up and around him as the water reached far into the air above the two; forming what appeared to be a volley of black ice arrows in the sky. Suspended in mid-air; waiting for Jack's command to fire.

Without a sound the lethal flock was let loose. Flying through the air with high pitched whistles as they aimed for the Judge's heart.

[Ragnar the Red]

Niiv, as well as his apparition, screamed in unison, and fled through his, well, I guess you could argue one of their, their portals.

[K2]

The arrows would be lit on fire before they could even get near the Judge. Green flames illuminated the darkness of the Void as the arrows started to come together in the air to form a ball of sorts, the ice melting from the fire, but the water not extinguishing the fire. The Black Water was water that screamed death, that radiated it. As the water started to boil from the fire that coated it, the fire, too, began to radiate death until finally, the fire and water moved together, not to form steam, but instead, the boiling water surged through the fire as a dark green blob of liquid fire was floating in the air.

"First rule," the Black Judge explained, "Don't piss me off."

The dark green liquid death fire ball did not move, but instead, a marble floor started to appear under the two, with red markings and various signs and characters written all across it.

[King Kota]

Leaping backwards and into the air Jack floated there like he was standing on some sort of invisible platform. A smile on his face as he assumed the Black Judge had begun to get serious. He wanted a battle ever since the Excel Tournament had been called off.
Raising his hand into the air a slight shimmer appeared behind him, and without a word he brought it down with his fist like a hammer. The shimmer behind him responded; heading straight towards the Judge.
It was nothing but kinetic force given form, but it was enough for to crush even the Judge's holy bones.

[K2]

"Heh," the Black Judge uttered as the glimmer of Kinetic Force moved with incredible speed towards the Judge. One of the red markings on the floor changed to a green color, trapping the glimmer of kinetic force in place above the green marking. The Kinetic Force would pound into a barrier as the form that it was being carried through was absorbed by the green marking, eaten like a seal -- but it wasn't a seal. Seals trapped form inside magic, binded it to the magic of the seal until such a time that the seal was released. The green marking literally ate the form, not binding it, but devouring it as the green mark disappeared all together.

"It's been awhile," the Black Judge replied, "I might be rusty."

Something seemed different in the Black Judge's eye. He wasn't acting like his normal self. Something inside him had reawakened, an old flame lit inside his eyes -- the flame of a retired warrior. He was usually cynical and sceptical. Now, he was... Something else. A veteran of the Harbinger, the most destructive of wars. His spirit had long ago been rekindled into the form of a judge. However; the memories of war were still fresh in his mind.

In the air above the two, the liquid fire was expanding, stretching out above their heads.