Abilities: Gale is a gifted tactician, and is able to predict and analyze enemy actions with ease. He is the Embryon’s dedicated strategist, and is able to retain a wealth of information thanks to his sharp memory. He is also rather handy with an assault rifle, and has displayed very quick reflexes on a number of occasions, being skilled at hand-to-hand combat and often making use of the switchblade knife hidden in the sole of his boot.
Most notably, Gale has the ability to take on a demon form, a power known as Atma. The Twister brand on his left calf grants him this power, allowing him to become Vayu, a form in which he is significantly more powerful than he would be otherwise. His strength, stamina and reflexes are all increased. He also has the ability to go into what is known as Berserker Mode, in which he is partially transformed and incredibly strong but unable to use spells or other techniques. The trade-off of this power is that though it makes the bearer a formidable foe, they are forced to eat the flesh of their fallen enemies (whether it be monster, demon or human) in order to survive as well as gain strength. Normal food will no longer serve as proper nourishment.
While in demon form, Gale has access to the following techniques, learned through equipped mantras purchased and downloaded from his world’s Karma Temple:
- Zandyne; Heavy force/wind damage to one target. - Mazandyne; Heavy force/wind damage to all targets. - Force Amp, Significantly increases force/wind damage dealt. Passive. - Force Drain; Erects a shield that drains force/wind damage. Party. - Last Word; Mega almighty damage to one target. - Mind Charge; Drastically increases the damage of next spell cast. - Mudoon; High chance of instant death to one target. - Diarahan; Recovers all HP for one ally. - Samarecarm; Revives one fallen/unconscious ally with all HP. - Consume; Heavy damage to one target, weakens enemy to be devoured. Hunt skill. - Ingest Mana; Partially restores MP each time an enemy is devoured. Passive. - Mind Scream; Moderate physical/non-elemental damage to all enemies with a chance to stun.
First Person: [a: action]
[The train station and everything about it was unfamiliar to him. For a moment, he found himself forced to consider exactly how he knew what a train was, but like so many other things that rang distant and hollow, he could not explain it. He simply knew, though he had never seen one that he could recall.
How strange. It was a feeling that had come to haunt him as of late, ever since the black-haired girl had been found at the border of Muladhara, coordinates 2314 5873. That was when things had begun to change. He had seen his teammates -- no, comrades, they had come to call each other now -- begin to change after that point. Their mannerisms. They way they spoke.
He had not changed. As far as he could tell, he had remained the same.
One of the posters at the station caught his attention, and as he read it over, he bowed his head and closed his eyes, ghosting his fingers over the bridge of his nose as though pushing up a pair of invisible spectacles.]
This place... it cannot be Nirvana. It is not what we were promised.
[Those who emerged from the Junkyard victorious were promised paradise. This place did not fit the parameters he'd had in mind.]
[b: video]
[It doesn’t take Gale long to figure out how to use the watch he’s found on his person, at least. It’s far simpler than the communicators and tag rings he’s used to. His expression is perfectly blank as he faces the camera, emotionless, his eyes a piercing green and fixed intently on the feed itself.]
This territory is unfamiliar to me. It is neither Nirvana nor any of the tribal holdings I have had occasion to visit. If anyone is able, please provide the our current coordinates. There are signs denoting this place as “Ruby City”… a strange name.
Memory dictates that rubies are stones. Perhaps this place uses them as currency.
[He frowns minutely, briefly touching his forefingers to the bridge of his nose.]
… tell me. How often do people here see the sun?
Third Person: “Here you go, brudda.”
Gale watched wordlessly as Cielo approached the assembled members of the Embyron with Sera in his arms, the girl herself unconscious, even as Cielo passed her into the arms of their leader. The strategist tilted his head as he watched the scene unfold, considering the implications of it. Their behavior had changed. All of them. They had come to this place to reclaim Sera from her captors; their objective had been met. Why, then, was everyone standing around, looking as though there were on the verge of – tears, he thought. That was what Argilla had called them. Sera had been collected. Why were they not immediately returning to base?
He turned his head as Argilla rejoined the group, looking displeased.
“Well, it looks like Bat got away.”
Bat. Bat was clearly a skilled combatant, with an eye for opportunity. They hadn’t seen the last of him. His alliance with the Solids hadn’t suited him; Gale suspected he would next turn to the Brutes. From what he knew of Lupa, the Wolves would not be likely to accept a known traitor into their ranks.
“We will meet him again,” Gale said plainly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “He is strong. He would make a better ally than Cielo.”
“Oh, come on! I totally saved Sera back dere!”
“Are you joking? Bat makes me sick!”
He tilted his head a second time, perplexed. The word sounded familiar, but he could not place its meaning, for all his wordless searching. He frowned, if only the slightest bit, turning his attention back to Argilla.
“What is ‘joking’?”
“As far as I know, it means you aren’t serious.”
He reached upwards with one hand, lightly touching the tips of his index and middle fingers to the bridge of his nose as he allowed his eyelids to lower. So many strange and nonsensical words. “I do not comprehend,” he said simply, his voice flat and even. It wasn’t the first nonsense word he had heard that day, and he doubted it would be the last. Strange words and stranger behavior… everyone was changing, except for him, all since Sera’s arrival.
He narrowed his eyes sharply as she stirred in Serph’s arms.
She was useful. An asset. But he did not trust her.
[CANON] Gale || Digital Devil Saga || Not Reserved
Most notably, Gale has the ability to take on a demon form, a power known as Atma. The Twister brand on his left calf grants him this power, allowing him to become Vayu, a form in which he is significantly more powerful than he would be otherwise. His strength, stamina and reflexes are all increased. He also has the ability to go into what is known as Berserker Mode, in which he is partially transformed and incredibly strong but unable to use spells or other techniques. The trade-off of this power is that though it makes the bearer a formidable foe, they are forced to eat the flesh of their fallen enemies (whether it be monster, demon or human) in order to survive as well as gain strength. Normal food will no longer serve as proper nourishment.
While in demon form, Gale has access to the following techniques, learned through equipped mantras purchased and downloaded from his world’s Karma Temple:
- Zandyne; Heavy force/wind damage to one target.
- Mazandyne; Heavy force/wind damage to all targets.
- Force Amp, Significantly increases force/wind damage dealt. Passive.
- Force Drain; Erects a shield that drains force/wind damage. Party.
- Last Word; Mega almighty damage to one target.
- Mind Charge; Drastically increases the damage of next spell cast.
- Mudoon; High chance of instant death to one target.
- Diarahan; Recovers all HP for one ally.
- Samarecarm; Revives one fallen/unconscious ally with all HP.
- Consume; Heavy damage to one target, weakens enemy to be devoured. Hunt skill.
- Ingest Mana; Partially restores MP each time an enemy is devoured. Passive.
- Mind Scream; Moderate physical/non-elemental damage to all enemies with a chance to stun.
First Person:
[a: action]
[The train station and everything about it was unfamiliar to him. For a moment, he found himself forced to consider exactly how he knew what a train was, but like so many other things that rang distant and hollow, he could not explain it. He simply knew, though he had never seen one that he could recall.
How strange. It was a feeling that had come to haunt him as of late, ever since the black-haired girl had been found at the border of Muladhara, coordinates 2314 5873. That was when things had begun to change. He had seen his teammates -- no, comrades, they had come to call each other now -- begin to change after that point. Their mannerisms. They way they spoke.
He had not changed. As far as he could tell, he had remained the same.
One of the posters at the station caught his attention, and as he read it over, he bowed his head and closed his eyes, ghosting his fingers over the bridge of his nose as though pushing up a pair of invisible spectacles.]
This place... it cannot be Nirvana. It is not what we were promised.
[Those who emerged from the Junkyard victorious were promised paradise. This place did not fit the parameters he'd had in mind.]
[b: video]
[It doesn’t take Gale long to figure out how to use the watch he’s found on his person, at least. It’s far simpler than the communicators and tag rings he’s used to. His expression is perfectly blank as he faces the camera, emotionless, his eyes a piercing green and fixed intently on the feed itself.]
This territory is unfamiliar to me. It is neither Nirvana nor any of the tribal holdings I have had occasion to visit. If anyone is able, please provide the our current coordinates. There are signs denoting this place as “Ruby City”… a strange name.
Memory dictates that rubies are stones. Perhaps this place uses them as currency.
[He frowns minutely, briefly touching his forefingers to the bridge of his nose.]
… tell me. How often do people here see the sun?
Third Person:
“Here you go, brudda.”
Gale watched wordlessly as Cielo approached the assembled members of the Embyron with Sera in his arms, the girl herself unconscious, even as Cielo passed her into the arms of their leader. The strategist tilted his head as he watched the scene unfold, considering the implications of it. Their behavior had changed. All of them. They had come to this place to reclaim Sera from her captors; their objective had been met. Why, then, was everyone standing around, looking as though there were on the verge of – tears, he thought. That was what Argilla had called them. Sera had been collected. Why were they not immediately returning to base?
He turned his head as Argilla rejoined the group, looking displeased.
“Well, it looks like Bat got away.”
Bat. Bat was clearly a skilled combatant, with an eye for opportunity. They hadn’t seen the last of him. His alliance with the Solids hadn’t suited him; Gale suspected he would next turn to the Brutes. From what he knew of Lupa, the Wolves would not be likely to accept a known traitor into their ranks.
“We will meet him again,” Gale said plainly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “He is strong. He would make a better ally than Cielo.”
“Oh, come on! I totally saved Sera back dere!”
“Are you joking? Bat makes me sick!”
He tilted his head a second time, perplexed. The word sounded familiar, but he could not place its meaning, for all his wordless searching. He frowned, if only the slightest bit, turning his attention back to Argilla.
“What is ‘joking’?”
“As far as I know, it means you aren’t serious.”
He reached upwards with one hand, lightly touching the tips of his index and middle fingers to the bridge of his nose as he allowed his eyelids to lower. So many strange and nonsensical words. “I do not comprehend,” he said simply, his voice flat and even. It wasn’t the first nonsense word he had heard that day, and he doubted it would be the last. Strange words and stranger behavior… everyone was changing, except for him, all since Sera’s arrival.
He narrowed his eyes sharply as she stirred in Serph’s arms.
She was useful. An asset. But he did not trust her.