Streets of Karakuri

While sticking to the shadows and smaller back streets of Karakuri City, Lord Frederick former guild master of Savage Skull tried to traverse this rather enigmatic town. That was filled with a variety of people that you didn't find anywhere else in Fiore. Besides the normal civilians that lived here, there were also several shrines that harbored monks and warriors that had dedicated their life to the city and one of the five great realms. But topping that there were also the reasons that Frederick skulked through the darker alleys. Namely one of the most prestigious guilds of Fiore, that had found it's home in the strange oriental mountain town. Eclipse Soul, a sanctuary for those that moved in the twilight.
This guild and it's mages were the least of all people that Frederick wanted to encounter right now, especially since he had crossed their paths on more then one occasion in the past. In those past occurrences he had tried to inflict harm and suffering on the mages of Eclipse Soul, probably resulting in some of them still holding a grudge against him. Just as he held a grudge against some of it's members as well.

However Frederick knew that it was only a matter of time before Eclipse Soul was alerted by his presence, so he could only try to act as quickly as possible.

The reason Frederick was here was rather simple, in the past months since Frederick had joined Sabertooth. He had gone on his own personal crusade to find and rid the world of the former dark mages that had escaped the Council's wrath, after Savage Skull's attack on Magnolia over three years ago.
However the execution of that crusade was a bit more difficult as it seemed to be. Most of those who'd escaped were talented dark mages that were high up in the Savage Skull hierarchy, and mostly wouldn't go down without a fight. And on top of that, they were hard to find.
But every now and then some information reached Frederick, be it through old underground contacts, or an article in a newspaper regarding some murder. And as a dog that was used for hunting, Frederick did everything in his might to track him down.

Alyia was not in the bests of moods today as she walked through Karakuri city with Oya on her shoulder. Nothing had happened to set it off she had just woken up like this. But, it had gotten a little better when Kyll had informed her that there was a trespasser on the Eclipse Soul's land down in town by a dark mage. Hence the reason why the blonde mage was in town and wandering around people watching. Deciding that she had had enough walking around Alyia chose a place to sit on one of the many chairs that were around the city for cafes and other common places people like to hang out in. She continued her people watching and looked at the auras that surrounded the people. Different colours mostly all a close colour to white.

Black and a hood. The two both suddenly entered the blonde angel's field of vision. There, walking among the people of the city was a person in a black hood with a black, okay maybe not black, but a very dark aura. A smirk appeared on Alyia's face as she stood up from her chair and slowly and unnoticeably made her way to the figure. Only a few feet away Alyia paused in her step as an idea came to her head. Crouching down so that she was hidden in the crowd Alyia looked at the stoat on her shoulder and nodded. The two of them had never done a trick like this before, but that didn't mean that they hadn't talked about it. Lifting her hand up to her shoulder Alyia felt Oya climb into it. Looking at the figure Alyia smirked. Waiting for the right time and a gap on the passing people Alyia threw Oya through the air at the hood of the mysterious figure. Watching with a careful eye Alyia's smirk only grew as Oya's claws latched onto the hood. With the weight of the stoat the hood fell backwards leaving the person's face out in the open. With the hood now gone Alyia watched as the coppered coloured stoat let go and ran back to the little angel. Holding her hand out to the ground the small pet climbed onto it and ran up the angel's arm to her designated spot on her shoulder.

"Are you the one that has trespassed onto Eclipse Soul territory?" Alyia said loudly as she stood up from in the crowd with the stoat on her shoulder. "If you are I have been sent to challenge you." She looked right at the male figure and smirked as she crossed her arms. Alyia did not know how strong the mage was if this was the man that she was supposed to be challenging but she was going to do her best for her guild.

Out of nowhere a something collided with the back of Frederick's head, making a soft thud sound. However instead of directly falling off Frederick, the object. Or better yet, creature used it's tiny claws to latch itself into the back of his hood. Forcing it fall backwards due to the animals weight, and hang loosely on the back of his cloak.

At first glance, Frederick's face looked like that of any other man when it was revealed. Early thirties, raven black hair combed backwards and a decent facial structure that could've been called handsome. If it weren't for his eyes, which despite it's normal brown irises carried an emptiness inside of them. A cold and emotionless stare that now slowly was being directed towards the source of a voice, that had been loudly and openly challenging him.
To Frederick's surprise it belonged to a young, and rather small girl. However despite her length Frederick doubted that she was just a mere child. She had the foolish confidence only a teenager could have.

'You?! Want to challenge me?!' taunted Frederick with a cold voice, while treading towards the girl with a slow pace. 'Zeno must be truly desperate to send out a child to meddle with my affairs... or is it that he is actually cowering behind his own seat.'
While he spoke, Frederick slowly approached the girl until he was so close, that he actually towered above her. There he took the chance to observe the girl a little better, the hair that he first thought was white. Actually had a flair of yellow in it, only from where he was standing he couldn't have seen it. Her deep blue eyes had a determined look in them. On her shoulder sat the small mammal like creature that had clanged onto him before.

Then the taunting attitude Frederick had just moments before changed, with it his aura actually became visible to the human eyes. It was a black, sickening color, that started envelop him almost entirely. It even expanded so far that the girl in front of him started to get caught in it to.
'Do you even know who I am....wench..'

Alyia gaped at the male who was standing in front of her. His dark aura was now expanding and surrounding her as well. Hearing what he called her the blonde growled and let out her own aura that she was holding in. A bright white surrounded her and pushed back the dark one that belonged to the mysterious mage. If he looked closely he would be able to see the small wings that were on her back that identified her as an angel.

The blonde looked up at the male mage he must have been over a foot taller than she was. But that did little to scare her. She was not in a good mood and she was going to put up a fight if she was offered the opportunity to have one. "I was told to challenge you and so I shall and I care very little of what your name is and who you are. All I do know is what Kyll told me, and that is to challenge you for trespassing onto Eclipse Soul territory." Alyia thought about her next move very carefully and smirked as she realized just how close the male mage was to her. In one quick motion Alyia pulled back her leg then swung it forwards making connection with the dark haired man's shin, knowing that for a fact that it would hurt more, but it would not stall him. With kicking him in the shin Alyia growled again. "And I'm not wench. I have a name."

Knowing that she didn't have long before the older mage would attack her Alyia jumped back into a crowd and let Oya onto the ground knowing that the little stoat had no presence wherever she was and would be able to stay hidden during the fight and would be able to help when Alyia needed it. Alyia looked away from to the stoat who was now who know where and back at the male mage who she was to challenge. She was going to attack him again but she knew that there was a possibility that the surrounding people could get hurt. So she grabbed one of the passersbys and spoke sternly. "There is going to be a fight here soon, get everyone out of here and to a save place. I..." Alyia paused for a moment as she looked back at her past and how she used to not care about what happened to bystanders, "I don't want anyone getting hurt." With a frantic nod the random person that Alyia had pulled aside ran around trying to get everyone out of range of the fight.

Infuriated, was Frederick after regaining his posture from the girl's sudden attack. A melee assault in the form of the sole of her shoe making contact with the bottom of Frederick's face. Not powerful enough to break his jaw, but still strong enough to force him a few steps back and send the tingling sensation of pain through him.

The moment he regained his posture he immediately threw a wrathful gaze at where the girl should've been standing, but instead Frederick only caught a small glimpse of her before she vanished inside the crowd of people that roamed the street.

However a crowd of people wouldn't stop him from coming after her, no not at all. In fact the moment she stood still in order to say something to a complete stranger, was also the moment that Frederick had spotted her again. Which wasn't that rare when a person stood still while everyone else was moving around.

Without further thought Frederick decided to go on the offensive, and teach this brat what true power mean. He intensified the aura around him, until it looked like it was a black fog that was like an extension of Frederick himself. And then out of nowhere, ten featureless black tentacles shot out of the darkness and homed into were the girl was standing.

Thorns of Demise:

Watching the stranger run away Alyia looked back at the male mage who she had challenged. She was about to step forwards when she saw the aura that surrounded him take enlarge until it looked like a black fog. Out of the black fog ten tentacles suddenly shot out. If Alyia were a human mage she would have not seen the attack coming, but that was it. She was not a human, she was an angel. Seeing the approaching attack Alyia jumped out of the way. Leaping into the air causing all but one tentacle to miss her. Feeling a pain shoot across her ankle Alyia hissed as she landed a couple feet away from where the tentacles were. Taking a quick glance Alyia looked down at her ankle one of the tentacles had gotten her ankle and had scratched it deep enough so that a tickle of blood slid down it and got a white band of her shoe red. Alyia looked back up the dark haired male and smirked. She didn't care much about her shoe or the fact that he had attacked her it was more the fact that she had a strong opponent that was strong on his own and did not have to gang up with someone to give a persona challenge. Someone unlike the demons that she had fought in her last job with Deniel.

Looking away fro her opponent for a could second she notices that there were very few people around now in the street meaning that the stranger she had asked to clear everyone away had done his job. With that realization that there were no bystanders that she could Alyia stood up from her crouch and started to focus her magic. The white aura that had surrounded her became small as Alyia started to gather her magic. But, as Alyia gathered her magic she did not see the copper colour stoat creeping across the ground to a corner where the pet could watch but not be seen.

Alyia looked right at the mage but did not make a move to attack but stood on her toes in wait of an attack to come at her so that she would be able to make a maneuver to dodge. She was not yet going to attack but wait to see how this man fought. He was not another animal that would just attack, he was a human who could strategize and defend.

The girl was fast, even Frederick had to admit that. She managed to evade most of the black tentacles that came crashing into the ground where she was originally standing. And the one that actually hit her, only managed to scrape her ankle a bit.

Without a further second delay Frederick immediately retracted his dark extensions, with a fast and rapid movement they moved all the way around him. Only so that they could charge at the little girl once again.
With an even greater speed then his previous attack, the first two tentacle shot straight towards her. Just like Frederick's previous assault these were planned to crash into the ground, taking the girl along with it. While the other seven immediately followed up with a continues assault of horizontal and vertical lashes. It was in order to restrict her movement, limiting the area of escape of the first assault.
Meaning that with the tentacles lashing all around her, she couldn't just jump away anymore. Not without getting slammed around.

However these attacks where only the ground works for a trap he was setting, while the tentacles where lashing out at the girl. A mass of darkness, originating from Frederick, was spreading all over the ground. And even against of the buildings walls, far enough that wherever the girl would end up was inside the field.

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Duration:
Thorns of Demise: 2 posts
Pits of Dakrness: 7 posts

Magic Power: 85%

Spoiler:

As soon as the blonde looked up at the dark mage she had saw the tentacles shooting at her once again as a much faster pace. Now, though they were not just coming at her feet they were everywhere meaning that she was going to have to take the hit. Whether she liked it or not. Jumping backwards the first two tentacles missed her feet where she stood, but knowing that she would be getting a hit from the other tentacles she crossed her arms in an 'X' in front of her to help absorb the blow. Feeling one hit after another a snarl ripped from her throat. Keeping one eye open she looked for a pause in the attacks which she would have to come eventually. Sure enough there it was. Time just enough for her to push through the attack. Taking a leap forwards she pushed through the assault of the tentacles. Her getting out did not come unscathed. Several more tentacles had scratched her upper arms and at one point one had reached her cheek drawing a straight red line across it. With the power behind her jump over powering she turned her landing into a roll. AS her roll have to an end Alyia placed on hand on the ground the blonde took a quick look at her surroundings of where she had been. There was now a large hole in the ground where she had stood. Her eyes glancing back to the male her blue eyes widened as she saw that ground around him blackening.

This man must have been much stronger than she, if that was the case then why had Kyll sent her, why not Deniel or Katherine? They were much stronger than she and had more experience. But, still Kyll had sent her. Meaning that she trusted Alyia enough to take care of this so the scratched that decorated her skin meant nothing.

Her eyes narrowing at her opponent Alyia continued to hone her magic. She was going to go for a spell that she had had tried before, but did not have enough stamina to do so or the concentration of magic power. But despite her continuous concentration of power Alyia was still defensive and on her toes ready for anything that was to come her way.

Seeing the girl land on the ground again was the right moment for Frederick to become one with the blackness that had spread around the entire street. Like when you threw a rock in a small pond, the darkness that had spread around Frederick started to resemble such a sight. As let himself engulf into the darkness and pull himself in, it started to create ripples just like on the water's surface. Which looked like an oddity in comparison of the rest of the black field. Which still seemed to have a more solid appearance that had sticked to the ground itself.

With Frederick now sunken into the his own field, it left the street in an empty ominous contrast. Because of the broad daylight that was being shed by the sun, the blackness was now best compared to a sickening stain on a white carpet.

Moments passed in silence, as the darkness continued to creep under the girl. Just as Frederick wanted to, he would let her wait in her own uncertainty. Then when the seconds would started to feel as eternities, he'd strike against her. Instantly he rose up right before her, dashing his fist straight into her stomach with a devastating force. And not a even a split second later he'd let himself sink into the darkness yet again.



Duration:
Pits of Dakrness: 6 posts

Cooldown:
Thorns of Demise: 7 posts

Magic Power: 90%

One minute the blonde was looking at her opponent and the next he was no where to be seen. A snarl resounded in the back of her throat and she scanned around her in search of the dark haired mage. The blonde was finally ready to start fighting back only for the male to disappear on her, rendering the magic that she had honed nearly useless. The blonde went on an immediate defensive mode and she barely moved from her spot. Suddenly she spotted the dark life source of the male mage appear from the ground only too late. A fist was hammered into her stomach causing for the blonde to skid backwards. Her breath caught in her throat the blonde gagged and hunched over trying to catch a breath. Not wanting to last on the pain the blonde shot her head up looking for the same source of dark life source that she had seen before, only to find nothing.

Time seemed to pass by slowly as she scanned around looking for the male mage. Then Alyia facepalmed. Why hadn't she though of it before. Closing her eyes the blonde changed her source of luck into that of dark magic. Her white aura turned dark and her eyes flashed open revealing a slight red tint to her eyes. It was not a fresh wave of magic that ran through her it was just a dark tinted kind. Her eyes scanning around the blonde was not more adaptable to see dark life sources. Spotting a soft dark glow from the grown the blonde grinned evilly, but pretended that she had not seen or knew anything, so that when the male mage attacked her again, he was in for a surprise.

Frederick swirled around in the darkness, readying him self to launch yet another attack. Unknown to the fact that his opponent was already reading his movements. In matter of fact, self absorbed with his own ego and might he didn't even bothered to sense his opponent, and did not even feel her change of power.

Moving around her, Frederick decided to attack her from behind. Planning to finish it with one powerful blow straight into her back. Maybe a little bit to excessive and probably to much force, but she didn't left him any other options. She had proved herself to be quite sturdy, and if he didn't finish this soon, his real prey would escape.

Once again he rose out of the blackness with speed, his fist already raised high and engulfed with the same dark element. Aiming for a spot on her back between her shoulder blades. It would punch the air straight out of her lungs, and probably break some bones in the process with it.
'This is the end girl!'


Duration:
Pits of Dakrness: 5 posts

Cooldown:
Thorns of Demise: 6 posts

Magic Power: 90%

Alyia could feel the presence behind her and her red eyes narrowed. As she felt the person emerge from the shadows and charge at her from behind the blonde ducked. She could feel a body pass above her. She didn't know what happened to the male as she stood back up and shouted, "I call upon the Song of the Angel!" The power that Alyia had been saving up was suddenly poured into the spell and formed into a melody and grew intense. Alyia pin pointed where the male mage had been and the music grew intense there and exploded into a 2 foot diameter explosion.

The blonde then jumped backwards ready for any strike that was to come next. She prepared the next series of magic music and then targeted it around where the male made had been. This time exploding it into two one foot explosions.

Feeling the rush of magic flowing through her the blonde smirked "Lets dance. I am all warmed up." Her smirk twisted into a snarl. There was a reason that she was in Eclipse Soul, and it wasn't because she was an angel.

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Convinced that he was about to deal the last strike, Frederick was caught off guard by the girl's attack. The precise and calculated explosion shot him several feet back into the black puddle, that still spawned they entire area.

A short moment after he had fallen back into his own creation, the dark puddle started vibrate and show movement all around. Just like a large rock being thrown into a pond that would send ripples to travel it's entire surface.
It was resonating to Frederick's anger, a boiling feeling deep inside him. Unable to cope with the fact that he was just outsmarted by a young girl. And because of the black mass's connection to the man himself it started to take a physical reaction to that anger.

Like oil on fire, his fury increased even more the moment he planned to emerge once more. Once up he was being greeted by a follow up attack from the girl, two smaller explosion occurred right where his head and torso popped up.
With a loud roaring sounds out of frustration he send out a direct line of black stalagmites towards the mage. Black tapering sharp column rose out of the puddle, and headed straight for the young girl.

Alyia froze for a second as she saw the stalagmites. It reminded her of the cave where she had died. Shaking her head the blonde leaped into the air letting the first stalagmite pas under her. She started back to the ground and landed on the black magic spear. She ran along the top of it a smirk on her face. She hopped to the next stalagmite only to have on spear right though her side. Letting out a garble grunt the blonde continued with her hand over the wound.

She continued to run forwards. She would continue to fight until her angel form would die. Feeling the blood seep through her fingers the blonde hissed and continued to run. Continuing to run along the top of the stalagmite towards the dark mage the angel finally jumped off of it onto another one seeing a stalagmite racing towards her face. She had almost missed it but had gotten a scratch across that cheek identical to the one on her other cheek.

She jumped from the stalagmite that she had been running on to the ground and landed on one knee. She snapped her head up to look at the dark haired male and her face was in a frown. Her hand was still covering her side as her dark clothing had started to stain red.