Brian Summons Medjuk

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Brian would pant heavily as he attempted to defeat his opponent, a wild Behemoth, who was threatening the safety of a near by town.

the young traveler had just been passing by when he had herd of the towns problem, the Behemoth was constantly going after the villages live stock, and they were down to their last few cows, pigs and chickens; once their live stock was gone, it might go after the people.

He would rush at the monster, his sword and dagger in hand; sword in standard grip, dagger in revers grip. He swung his swrod at the behemoths left foreleg, cutting its short-furred cooverd skin, causing bright red liquid to splater all over his sword. the large creature would bellow loudly and would spin on its hind legs, sending his tail at Brian.

The young man would be sent flying back into a near by tree, falling to his knees and struggling to keep his grip on his blades.

for a total of 5 minutes the two would stair each-other down, waiting for the other to make the next move. during that time Brian sat there, thinking of something. he then herd a voice in the back of his head, one he hadn't herd in a very long time.

"Why dont you let me take care of this riff-raff?"

Brian would chuckle to him self, mentally berating him self for forgetting about his friend for so long.

"This .... should be interesting"

he said out loud. he would then flip his dagger in his hand, grabbing it by the flat of the blade between his index and middle finger, then toss it into the air over him. he would then grab his sheath, which was strapped to his back via pink sash. he would then consecrate on the Magnetic Magic infused in the sheath, calling the dagger back too it.

the dagger would return to the sheath handle first, the blade of the dagger sticking out from it. his blades would then Open, showings his weapons true forms, 5 blades for both his sword and dagger glowing with magic.

The Behemoth would sense the magic swelling from the young mans form and begin to snarl, haunching his shoulders and preparing to pouncing onto the smaller figure.

Brian's newly formed "Staff" would begin to glow a soft blue color, magical rings forming around his weapon, then at the base of his feet. then behind him a giant orange magic circle would form, and slowly from the ground would rise a large demonic beast, bright glowing teal eyes focused on the Behemoth with a dark and sinister glare. His Spiritual bodyguard, the Demon Medjuk.

he would stand there behind brian, staring at the Behemoth, which stood there surprised at what it saw. the Demon would then speak, his voice deep and powerful, yet slightly gentle for such a fierce looking demon.

"This is going to be fun ..."

"Just dont let it go near the village ..."

"I can make no such promises ..."

With that the large demonic form would rush towards the behemoth, fangs bared and talons freed from its paws. Brian would then sheath his weapons, then head back to the village, the sounds of ripping flesh and splattering blood coming from behind him.

"I'd better make sure the villagers are okay."

he would begin jogging to the village, not having to worry about Medjuks safety. After all, who in the mortal realm has the power and knowledge to kill a beast from Hell, certainly not a Behemoth.

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Medjuk can be found here [link]

Drawn for me by my good friend, mog_ab, on Furaffinity.

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Brian Tien, and Medjuk (c) Me
Picture by the awsome Mog_Ab of FA