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Ming Higurashi vs. The Witch-King of Angmar

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From the sands of time, the undead prescence of the wraith known as the Witch-King is come and felt by many, even hundreds of miles away. Wielding his Morgul-knife and his mace, and with a horror dreaded by the Wise called the Black Breath, he leads his great army of Orcs and Uruk-Hai and countless other evil beings towards a little mound, upon which a lone figure stands stock still. Her sharp eyes glance at her quarry leading his malicious fleet towards her. Her long hair swishes around her as she turns to face the Witch-King, her hands feeling the handles of her magical katanas. The Witch-King suddenly halts, several metres away; however the army continues its advance. Ming realizes that they are going to surround her; she smirks. Suddenly there is a loud roar; Ming looks up, and sees a gigantic creature desecending towards her, head outstreched to clench down upon her body and break it with its immensely powerful jaws. She dashes aside as the fell beast blasts by, but she has little room to do so because the Orkish army has now completely boxed her in. She will to have to fight her way out, but it looks grim. The Witch-King lets out a bone-chilling screech, and immediately, as if it were a signal, the Orcs, Uruk-Hai and other evil creatures rush in at Ming. It looks like its the end for Ming...at least, it seemed that way at the moment, but now Ming has broken out of her trance, and with blindingly fast movements is strewing the field with dead Orcs and Uruk-Hai. Her katanas happily smoke with black blood as they claim more and more Orkish victims. Mings energy does not seem to be letting up for a second and the Witch-King is in doubt; he did not know that Ming held such power within her veins. Hardly fifteen minutes later, the army of Orcs, Uruk-Hai, and others is completely scattered and broken, most dead, and most fleeing the surprising might of this seemingly demonic woman. The Witch-King steps forward, drawing his knife. Ming eyes him approaching and leaps up high into the air, landing a foot upon his helm and throwing him onto his back. A steen fan leaves Mings robe at lightspeed and inserts itself into the wraiths midsection. Ming lands on her feet, smiling, and stands over her opponent, apparently gloating over the supposed might of the Nazgul King. Of course, she is sorely mistaken that her opponent is defeated. The Witch-King without warning strikes upwards with his knife and Ming barely dodges it; she springs backwards with a gasp. The steel fan crumbles into dust as the wraith rises deadman-style as if he had suffered no damage. Ming is alarmed but steels herself; she stamps upon the hilt of an Orkish scimitar and slashes it towards the Witch-King; it flies into the helm point-first. The Witch-King however, dismisses all thought of victory by placing an armoured hand upon the hilt of the scimitar and sliding it out. Ming rushes forward, leaping up, and again goes for a flying kick. The Morgul-lord, quick as a snake, turns away and plants his knife into Mings back, only to find shes not there. A pair of feet collide with his back and he is sent flying; however he rises quickly to find Ming flying at him, katanas drawn. The Witch-Kings knife blazes suddenly with green fire and as it impacts both katanas full-force, the katanas are shorn apart and explode into tiny fragments. The force of the blow also pushes Ming back a great distance. Ming is extremely frustrated, not to mention angry; those were katanas passed down from her mother. All thought of blades and weapons gone she rushes the fell king with the thought of forcibly tearing his will apart with her bare hands. The Witch-King lets out a screech as his knife is knocked flying, and he collapses on the ground with Ming atop him. Ming raises a hand, with the nails elongated horribly, and begins a slash downward. The tides have turned completely, and the Witch-King is about to be destroyed...or is he? Ming is suddenly feeling strange...her insides are becoming cold and numb, and she falls backwards off of the Witch-King, who rises up and towers above her like a thundercloud. Ming, although she does not know it, has been hit with the Black Breath, a fell poisonous vapour, and its effects are paralyzing Ming, who falls onto her back, breathing harshly. The Witch-King sweeps up his Morgul-knife and once again flames run down the blade. Ming tries to raise to hand to resist the dark forces above her but it is in vain. The blade stabs downwards, and Ming is caught in mid-cry. The Morgul-knife of the Witch-King has claimed another victim, and it removes itself from Mings stomach as the chief Nazgul bestows one last glance at the corpse of the woman before turning on his heel and leaving the battlefield, his steed flying high above in the dark threatening clouds above.

Points
+15000 - Time
+12500 - Aggression
+15000 - Enemies defeated
+5000 - Epic battle
+500 - Preseverer
+250 - Calm in the face of fire

TOTAL = 43250 points

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Professor Vengeance - 55500
Ming Higurashi - 43250
Diotoir - 14547
A stingray - 6100

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