Knowing your enemy [infiltrate the temple 2/4]

Amora looks towards her opponent who simply opens up a shadow portal to something to cause all of her attacks to just disappear as she glances towards Oras for a brief moment to see him having just as difficult as a time as she is with her opponent. Amora just dodging the wraith's strikes as she sends a quick mental message towards her mentor to try and speed the process up ever so slightly to get a victory in somewhere. 'We're switching Oras i think that might be for the best considering our situations.' She says mentally towards her partner and then once more quickly takes flight towards the direction of the takeover mage who is just like herself willing to attack her with all that she has. Flying right past the wraith as fast as her body could take her which was helped since she can move as fast as she wants while everything else is slowed down. She makes her way towards the takeover girl and just goes for a right claw hit towards the woman's abdomen. While her left claw goes to break the ground beneath her with her increased strength as she forces the ground to break and crunch under her claws strength. Forcing up a large chunk of the ground that is bigger then her abdominal area of her body and goes to slam it into the woman who is considerably slowed down then her. Evening lets have a friendly match between takeovers shall we. Amora's voice comes out of the beast form she has taken on with a slight distortion to her normal voice and a predatorial grin and look on her face.

With this in mind she unleashes her torrent of attacks once more starting with the sound pistols once more. Which is quickly followed by firing off her water jets from her claws just like last time dealing some non-physical damage. Then unleashing a barrage of feathers and quills towards the fellow takeover user with a grin across Amora's beastial face as the attacks happen all at once with the quills having the thin layer of electricity along them also.

Oras continued to fend off the demonic transformation of the human who stood before him. She attacked him with more ferocity, but not out of anger it seemed. She was laughing, her eyes more vicious and feral, the demonic side of her seeping in. The pride and arrogance was so potent Oras could feel it's crushing emotion without even thinking about checking to see how she felt. It was incredibly distracting and hard for him to focus at all. The woman had shifted her form once again, her wings changing from a demonic leather to a skeleton wing, with bones as the joints and base structure, and scales as the actual wing. It clearly was meant for protection and striking at him rather than flight and speed. Her entire body was engulfed in flames, her claws shifting from red to black. Her tail gained spikes and thorns that covered it. She struck with insane speed, quickly shattering Oras' illusions, forcing him to fight with only his daggers hands and feet. She wasn't as fast as she could be, but she was still faster than he was and he was quickly losing ground. Oras used a teleport spell to try and get an advantage but she reacted quickly, almost striking him in a lethal manner before he dodged. He tried to use one of his spells against her but she didn't even flinch upon being hit by it. How powerful was she? By just guessing he'd say maybe rank A or S, but if that were true then this would be a serious problem for them.

Suddenly he heard Amora's voice in his head, suggesting they switch. He hated to do this but he had to agree. Most of his spells seemed to be rendered useless against this woman. Perhaps he'd fair better against the wraith instead... He dodged another attack before teleporting over to the wraith, who blocked Oras' daggers and retaliated quickly. Oras was surprised that even the wraith wasn't phased by the swift change in targets and, in fact, responded appropriately. The wraith went on defensive for a moment or two, analyzing how his opponent fought, before going on the offensive. Oras noted that the wraith was faster than the woman was, but was also weaker. His attacks had less power than the woman's did, but the swords themselves could easily mortally wound Oras if he wasn't careful. He couldn't re summon his physical illusions until a decent amount of time had passed, so for now they would have to do this. This analytical, strategic duel between blade wielders...

When Amora charged at the woman, she turned and quickly blocked each attack Amora made via claws, using her own claws to do the blocking. She felt the jolt of electricity but this only seemed to make the woman more excited and vicious. As if she relished pain. She finished dodging Amora's blows and when hearing her challenge laughed. "As if you're worthy to face a full takeover. Very well though, if you have a death wish. I had hoped I'd get some time to play with your body for a little bit before devouring your soul, but if that's what you wish~" Suddenly she made her own full takeover. Shifting into a true demoness... With style it seemed. A black corset and skirt replaced her normal clothes, her skin completely engulfed in flames, almost as if she were made of fire itself. Her eyes a very dark red, her pupils slit like a cat's, and lit up like a living fire. Demon horns, wings of bones and fire, her hands becoming unnaturally long claws, razor sharp teeth. "Let me show you what a true takeover is like b***h." She launched at Amora, matching her opponent's speed and striking with wings, claws and an inferno of flames. If Amora made any sort of strike, the demoness would turn into literal flame and separate her appendages, Amora's strikes moving in between her severed limbs, receiving a burn in the process. All projectiles would burn to ash before reaching her as her fiery aura burned brighter than before.

Amora watches as the woman gets hit by the sonic blast that disorients her watching as she holds her ears in some pain causing her vision to get blurry and see doubles of everything. Having the same effect as if one had spun around at a high speed causing the fluid in a person's ear to stop being normal thus having that off balanced feeling. She smiles as the barrage of attacks gets sent towards the woman as the twin streams of water hit the woman's for that is trying to block every single attack that is sent towards her as Amora just smiles towards herself as she rushes forward. Sending barrages of attacks while flying around the woman that is going into her full takeover form with one attack after the next. Managing to stick feathers and quills into her system with the electricity from the quills trying to force itself into her system to make the limbs go numb, or shut them down entirely. She watches the woman challenge her and quickly heads right towards her as Amora lets her own flames show as she gets covered in silver flames that surround herself.

Amora looks towards her opponent and dodges a attack by moving towards the side while in the air just in time as a hellish claw covered in fire pasts right by where she was. With a smirk Amora counter with a overhead attack towards the woman with her right claw as fast as she could do so as a wing made entirely of bone takes the attack. Meeting some resistance Amora applies more pressure upon the limb meant for flying forcing the woman towards the ground. With a thud and a laughter that sound rather joyful is heard after the impact as it shows the woman still in full takeover and having ever so slight bruising and some burn marks slowly appearing along her body as the silver flames surrounding Amora start licking and burning at the demonic full takeover form of this woman. Suddenly a inferno surrounds Amora causing her to unleash a animalistic roar of pain as she steps out of it quickly having burn marks along her own body now as she stares at the cocky looking woman. Amora's mentality remaining only in the form of strategic planning allowing her to think of some moves to use against her. The rest just being her battle instincts carrying her through this battle and her entire being focusing on this one opponent to rip to shreds one way or the other.

The boy was starting to refocus and noted that their enemies had switched targets. The girl known as Pan was fighting Hell's Judgement while the red haired man was fighting off against the wraith. From the looks of it the two were only using blades to fight and nothing more. No magic or anything. In fact the man didn't seem to be using magic most of this fight. Was he keeping his magic a secret from them all? Was this some kind of strategy? At any rate, until the man used magic, he doubted Wraith would either due to his honor. No one really knew or guessed it, but the shadow wraith did in fact have a strong code of honor. While this didn't prevent him from fighting girls or the innocent, they did hold him back against children as well as the elderly. Anyone who couldn't fight him he also didn't attack, feeling that it was a job better suited for an executioner, not a shadow wraith who fight to assault and defend. Not execute. Aviron watched as the wraith, while completely expressionless, seemed to be enjoying himself and was, at first glance, dragging this fight on a while longer. The other figure however had attempted to conjure a mask over his face to hide his eyesight. What he didn't know however was...

...That he could see past the facade, the wraith thought. As a wraith he saw the world differently than normal humans, seeing the world through a half spirit half mortal sight. This of course meant he saw illusion magic differently than humans did, and thus could see right through it. In fact he didn't even notice them, which was the only reason he hadn't been using spells just yet. He didn't know Oras was using magic in this fight. If Oras conjured up illusions he completely ignored them, continuing to strike at Oras. Oras was striking against the wraith, trying to figure out how he could possibly get past the two swords the wraith was using. He had seen the wraith use powers and magic when fighting with Amora, so why wasn't he doing so with Oras? Oras tried to use his two daggers to grapple one of the blades and either disarm the wraith or simply pull him in closer. He succeeded, but his blade phased right through the wraith and he immediately used a teleportation spell to avoid getting hit by the wraith. Upon seeing Oras use magic he knew it was his turn, and shadows with the appearance of hands at the end shot out from his own shadow, and made their way to him.

The woman watched as the girl put up a decent fight, but her ears had recovered very swiftly the first time. By the second time Amora had used her sonic attack, she had grown resistant to that spell. It was half as effective this time and she recovered twice as quickly, especially since she was expecting it. She either blocked or dodged most of Amora's attacks, letting one or two of them land, and end up passing between her when her limbs turned to literal fire and separated (with her strike going between the two appendages) just to show off how strong she was. When Amora became covered in the silver fire, the woman only laughed as her flames grew in intensity. "Get as heated as you want brat! Your flames only feed my own, making me stronger than ever!" With that it was the woman's turn to go on the offensive. She was twice as fast now, striking swiftly with her claws and wings. Not only was she physically powerful, but her flames were intense, the ground around her becoming burned and singed at her approach. With each attack she made, fire would flare out in a sudden burst, burning and igniting anything they touched. Her eyes allowed her to see Amora's weak points, which was where the woman would strike for.

Amora looks towards her opponent with a ferocious look as she charges forward her form shifting ever so slightly to accommodate the situation as she gets covered in a white light as she turns back towards her normal human form. The difference being the mix mash of different creatures now part of her as she lashes out with a scorpion tail, as a armadillo like shell covers her chest area for a defense against different forms of attacks to help her stay alive more then anything else. Her right arm bulking up and gaining hair around her arm to change into something similar to a gorilla type of arm. Amora smiling towards her opponent as she lunges with her stinger to try and gain a jab into the opponent to inject into her body a poison that will damage her for quite a long while. Each strike of her fist aiming for her chest to try and knock her back to gain some breathing room in a fight as the silver aura surrounds her entirely to try and leave a burn mark that would match her overall strength. Amora now having about half of her speed now reduced from the lack of a transformation, but also having Oras' slow aura hopefully evening the playing fields just enough to allow her to live and gain a strike in.

She looks towards the woman and dodges a claw towards her face just barely as the heat is felt along her as she just grins and moves her tail forward to strike at her chest in that moment. With a quick lashing out towards the person with her simian fist as Amora just makes sure to stay around the same area. Using her stinger tail in combination with her attacks to always have something to strike at, and combining that with her spectral strike she would hit the girl no matter what anyhow. Nothing that would try to displace itself would be beyond her grasp in trying to strike at this woman that is trying to kill her. The silver aura around Amora being as cold as the deepest parts of winter in the coldest climate and then some. Not being of flames but having the appearance of such a thing, but instead just a cold grasp that would counteract the heat around her. Every attack sent her way just being ignored as the berseking takeover user is just charging none stop towards the woman even trough her attacks which would logically be the moment when she would be forced to be in this plane of existence and made of physical matter.

Oras and the wraith doubled their efforts, Oras having to fight off the wraith's swords as well as the shadows now.  Luckily he was able to summon up his physical illusions again, which focused on fighting off the shadows and not the wraith.  Allowing the duel to continue.  Oras continued to fight the wraith, daggers verses swords.  He was at a complete disadvantage and he was going to lose...  Unless he used his magic again.  He waited until just the right moment before he released his light spell again, the wraith being forced back due to being an entity of shadows.  Oras' illusions had moved to attack him as he was flung back, stabbing him and forcing him forward towards the light, harming the wraith even further.  When the flash had ended, Oras was on top of him, making the final strike to finish off the wraith.  The boy cried out in response.  "No!  He's...  He's dead.. He's dead because of me.  Because I'm too weak to fight myself...  I..  I killed him.."  "He's a wraith you idiot, he CAN'T die!!"  The woman screamed in annoyance as the boy began to cry and sink to his knees.  She shook her head before continuing with the fight.  When Amora somehow hit her despite being flames she cocked her head curiously.  "Intriguing trick of yours,"  she said.  "That's a neat trick.  Here's mine:"  She grabbed Amora's giant arm the next time she struck at the woman, pulled herself close to the girl, and shoved her hand through Amora's chest.  She didn't actually destroy any flesh, but she would harm the girl.  And the pain would be extreme.  Being in contact with Amora's cold fires intensified the woman's even more, causing the woman to set fire to Amora.  Causing her silver aura to be mixed with the fires of hell, both of them being burned/chilled.  She then tossed Amora across the room, sending a torrent of flame in a beam like shape at her, an explosion following that.  Before she could say anything else Oras lunged at her with his daggers.  She held her hands out and his daggers melted instantly, becoming useless.  He tried to fight her via martial arts but she just swung her wing and knocked him aside.  Why was he useless?  Why couldn't he do anything?!  As he thought this, the only drive being to protect Amora, a single and tiny jolt of electricity shot from Oras to the ground.  It was only an instant and almost impossible to register, but it was there.

Amora looks towards her opponent without much care as she continues pressing her attack one after the other not allowing the woman to try and take her eyes off of her for even a second. The repeated use of her tail to add an extra appendage into the mix as she watches it strike the woman and inject her with a poison as Amora herself grins at that. Quickly pressing the attack Amora continues with continuous strikes with her fists against the form of the woman who dodges or just takes the hit by bracing herself. Ignoring the flames that flare up and injure her not caring about any strike done towards herself. She strikes the woman in the chest with her fist as she feels a intense heat around her with the only tell that Amora is feeling it is the intense rage in her Amber colored eyes increasing. Quick to match the strike with another she throws her second punch that connects towards the woman's face as her arm gets gripped tightly as the woman manages to toss her a good bit away as flames are soon sent after her. Seeing the flames heading towards her Amora quickly turns her back towards them and lets her shell take the hit for her. Watching as the flames pass around her body after doing so as they eventually stop for a reason she doesn't know until she sees the source.

The rage growing within Amora seeing the reason why as she lunges forward and moves her tail to strike at Oras to force him away. Her pride as a alpha hunter being insulted by a pest walking into her fight with her prey that she is trying to end. She gives him a beastial glare of anger within her amber colored eyes. My Prey. She says in a low growl towards her partner before continuing her assort that is much more vicious and faster each strike of her scorpion tail being aimed directly at the heart. Each punch she sends towards the face to try and cause some kind of disorienting affect or to just deal some damage towards her skull. None of Amora's attacks being held back with every strike that she sends towards the woman each seemingly being intended to try and be a kill shot, or at the very minimum trying to be a crippling blow that would require quick medical attention to try and fix. Any attack sent towards Amora would just be ignored in her desire to hurt and break her prey into pieces. Any pain she feels would entirely be numbed and ignored do to her mental state of the silver aura and the lack thereof for control over her beastial side that is trying to kill its prey.

If anybody would try to interfere in her fight in a noticeable way Amora would just use her tail to try and stab into there neck to make them go away. The young witch making sure nobody gets between herself and her prey within this fight at all.

The woman just bursts into laughter as Amora enters a berserker rage, becoming nothing but a raw animal lashing wildly at her prey. The woman was receiving a decent amount of strikes to be sure, and had venom seeping through her veins, but they weren't as powerful as Amora believed the attacks to be. She still blocked and dodged of course, since even if they were weak attacks too many could prove dangerous to any wizard. However for the most part she was able to last against them while counter striking each attack Amora made. When Oras tried to defend Amora and the girl lashed out at him to keep him out of the fight, the woman nearly laughed again but held it back... She wanted to have some fun with this girl, play some mind games. But she couldn't do that if the girl was in a dumb, beast like mindset. She'd have to play with her later. And besides, she did have to care for Aviron, and tell him to use a more potent and powerful summons rather than his weak wraith. She didn't like the idea of making a 'retreat' however, and it would be annoying if this girl made it seem as if she were retreating... Maybe she had an alternate way to go about this... Oras had been knocked across the room, not expecting Amora to lash out at him like that. He was barely getting off his back when the woman reached out and grabbed Amora's fist when she punched again. Ignoring any attacks regardless of the pain they caused. "Hmm.. That boy interrupting our fight kind of killed the mood. I think I'll just head out for now. We can save our fight for later. Besides, I have to take care of the kid in our family anyways. You can thank your boyfriend for this little break. I'll see you reeeaaal soon, I promise. Ta ta~" She flew over to Aviron, grabbed him and teleported before Amora could reach her.

Oras pushed himself up, and pushed himself against the wall. Leaning himself against it with a pained grunt. If Amora lashed out randomly in anger he would use his magic to keep any flying debris from hitting him. If she yelled at him he would remain silent, his mask gone and just weary, and slightly worried she'd actually attack him again. He would simply wait for her to calm down, and rest against the wall while his body healed and mended itself.

Amora continues her assault against the fire woman in front of her each strike pointed for her heart that connect once awhile, but aren't sinking in enough seemingly into the woman to kill her on the spot. The venom only able to hurt her continuously and possibly slow her down ever so slightly as each strike is hitting with all the powerful her human body is taking her each strike forcing the woman to back off in her mind. The wild girl just pushing herself further and further against this woman trying to knock her down only to have her grab Amora's fists stopping the onslaught and then quickly teleporting away ignoring the scoprion strikes. When seeing both of her prey just disappear she just turns her gaze towards her partner Oras. Finding herself annoyed and angered that he had failed to take his prey down and allowed that woman to escape with a target that could've been captured. Her form pops back to full human just revealing a angry girl covered in a deep silver aura as she lets out a roar of anger before rushing through the entire chambers of this cultist hideout checking every single room she can enter.

With any cultists that she could find she would quickly try to strike down with a physical punch to the face against them while rushing through the base trying to find anything and everything that could be her punching bag. The ever so small part of Amora's mind focusing on the objective of terminating this cult first before trying to attack the pack mate. That small part of her mind having some sort of animalistic mentality towards it as she tries to find her target. Her body ignoring all the signs of exhaustion slowly setting into her system from having used plenty of different transformations all in one go which is usual for herself. With that being evident as even despite the exhaustion she feels she is easily powering through it.

Amora glances around huffing and puffing for air from having ran everywhere having ended up in there precious quiet chamber punching the wall repeatedly with her bare hands as each strike leaves a nice tiny crater. However, every strike also leaves cuts and blood dripping from her wounds with every strike against the wall as the rage slowly leaves her body as the silver aura disappears. Leaving her feeling exhausted as she just breathes heavily and allows her back to just slide along the wall till her butt hits the ground and she looks skyward with a angry scowl across her face. The hunter part of her brain telling her to hunt and kill her prey that had gotten away from her, but the more human side that has slowly developed telling her it is a futile effort since they could now be anywhere and everywhere within the world. Amora slowly closes her eyes while taking slow deep breathes to slowly start calming down the energy leaving her once more as the memories of what had occurred slowly filter into her mind. Remembering her striking her partner, failing to down the woman, and worse of all allowing the two targets to escape. There only real viable source of information just gone because of her failure of stopping her opponents. She tries to think of a reason as she can only find one in all of this as she comes to a conclusion with herself to help her catch her prey. 'Whats the point of going for a kill shot if they are faster and stronger. I will just cripple them instead by breaking some limbs that will make it easy for transport and capture of targets.' She thinks to herself with a nod of her head seemingly satisfied with her answer that she has come to as she slowly stands upwards with a slight stumble forward do to some exhaustion still in her system that quickly passes.

She glances towards the door hearing the footsteps reverberate through the building as she waits for her partner to enter the room as she waits for him to do so. Tapping her foot against the ground as she winces as her wounds slowly force stitch themselves close with the magic within her body. She waits patiently as she spots Oras slide along the walls also across from her as she then glances up towards the ceiling wondering what to say or do in this situation. Where they actually failed there mission, and have gained nothing useful to try and help themselves. No clues. No hints. Only failure to greet them for all of there troubles and nothing else. Amora lets out a small sigh of absolute frustration as she bangs her hand against the ground before glancing up towards Oras. What now? We both fucked up and let our targets get away. She says in a very obviously frustrated and bitter tone of voice as she glances towards the sides. No leads. No clues. Nothing learned. All we learned was the magic of two of the big leagues....is this what it feels like to fight a guild ace. She says softly her voice carrying across the room when she asks as her head hits the top of her knees as she lowers it against them. Her legs bent and tucked near her chest as she looks down at herself while her hands are wrapped around her knees. Wondering how she is even meant to continue forward if just one of them can outclass her like the Takeover user was able to do so. 'That was just one of them...how could we fight a whole group?' She wonders to herself.

Oras watched and listened as she went on. At first her voice filled with anger and frustration. However that frustration quickly died away, as her true feelings showed. She had just realized how powerful other wizards could be, and she wasn't sure how to handle it. He was silent for a moment before he forced himself up yet again. He actually used his magic to help him do so as his body was screaming to just let him rest there. He walked over there with difficulty but sat down beside her now that he knew she wasn't angry at him. As he slid to the floor he said: "Strategy.. Analyzing your enemy's weaknesses.. Knowing when to defend, counter, attack, retreat.. Cooperation with teammates.. These are crucial aspects to a fight.. I don't know if you had any control over your emotions, whether it was your takeover magic or your frozen aura. At any rate however, it clouded your judgement in that fight. I wasn't strong enough, my magic is rather pathetic. I keep being reminded of that with each fight I've made up to now. I could barely hold off that wraith let alone defeat it. If we worked together, with me supporting you and us switching places to keep her from making a devastating hit we could probably have beaten her. Not everything is about pride, the hunt, claiming victory. Sometimes it's more important to survive. Sometimes it's more important to put that aside for the sake of preventing the deaths of hundreds and thousands. Remember the undead from the forest? Those humans who had been killed and turned into puppets? Those are the people we fight for. Those who have done nothing evil, who are powerless to fight against these kinds of people. We fight because they can't, and it's not right that they have to be killed and used because they can't face an enemy like this.

"As for what we do now, we send what we've learned to someone who can translate it all... Including this little piece of paper I snatched off of Ruin before we were discovered," he said pulling out a paper with the language of death written on it. "While waiting for an answer and lead, we train. I work on strengthening my magic, and you train in however way you see fit... I just hope that the next time we fight side by side, I don't need to be concerned about any more bruised ribs," he said with a chuckle, wincing as he did so.

She hears the sounds of her partner crossing the room and then sitting beside her as she slowly turns her head to look towards him looking just lost and frustrated with everything. Her mind trying to process a total failure of a hunt and chase of the prey they have claimed as theirs. The prey that keeps running away and just being oh so tantalizingly close to them but remaining just out of reach to taunt them. She then listens to Oras as he begins to speak and nods her head as guilt washes over her as he speaks of what they should be doing to try and survive. Knowing what he is referring to when it comes to working together and trying to work together in some fashion to overcome there enemies. I...when i was like that i only had one thing on my mind and that was trying to complete our hunt and victory against the woman. You didn't complete your hunt and my brain told me that you had better back off to complete yours. To trap that kid to make sure no escape was possible for at least one of them. She says as her eyes look into that of her partner's trying to provide some kind of insight to her more berserk sort of mindset. It isn't easy controlling everything at once. How about you try being in my shows and being overwhelmed by a power beyond your control that literally feels like it tries to takeover every other fight. She says her voice having a slightly bitter tone to it as she stares directly into Oras' eyes. As if challenging him to try and challenge her own words. As if waiting to hear how he can provide insight into a problem that he has no idea what it is like to experience first hand. 'Of how powerless i am when i gain more power.' She thinks to herself.

When hearing there plan for what to do while waiting for some kind of translation she looks towards Oras. Are you implying you're going to be gone for another week or two? She asks sounding rather saddened and disappointed and with a sigh slowly nods her head as once more reality hits her. Her partner isn't her partner full time in surviving everything. She herself has to go out and meet people and do things without her partner around to protect her like some sort of babysitter constantly. He now has people he can rely on and try to guide him towards more strength while she is on her own surviving a world that she doesn't understand in any true capacity towards why things are as they are.

"Of course I'm not leaving again. That is over, and if I need to go somewhere I'll be inviting you to come along. I didn't ask you to come the last time because you needed to learn how to use your magic. And.. As for your magic." He sighed. "You're right, I don't know much about your magic. But I do have an idea of what it's like to be powerless, or scared of what you're capable of. When I came to after my... Death and reformation. I was informed that I had not only slaughtered a large amount of Yokai around me, but broke their bodies and souls into a base energy that no one could recognize to heal and restore my body. And when we went back I found that I was sensitive to other people's emotions. Walking through the crowd was like walking while being buried by an earthquake. It was like my mind was going to crush itself under the mental strain. However no matter how potent the power is, there is always a way to control it. For me it was learning to accept that it was who I was, and instead of fighting it, learning how to channel it. To narrow or widen the gap between myself and my unknown power. For you it could be learning how to assign certain tasks in your mind, and learning how to guide and direct your power and instincts towards those goals. And perhaps work on seeing the two of us as a pack. Working together and strategizing, fighting together rather than two fighters butting heads and deciding to work alone.

"I know you don't want to attack me, but if we can develop that kind of mindset when you begin to shift to bestial mode, then we'll probably stand a far greater chance. Regardless of what happens Amora, you aren't alone in this. I'll be with you through thick and thin, easy and hard times. And again, don't worry about me leaving. I'm just sending this to a wizard and we'll train while waiting for results. Ok? I'm not leaving again."

She listens to her mentor and feels some amount of disappointment that she hides away with practiced ease at this point as she looks into her partner's eyes as he talks about his two week trip. She just nods her head when he recommends to just assign tasks and such things to at least act like she is going to do as he says. 'I wasn't referring to my magic though.' She thinks to herself as she looks towards Oras knowing that he could easily learn Takeover and understand wrestling with ones soul in a literal manner. However, whatever this weird power she has called Chaotica she doesn't understand in any of its capacities. To have to deal with the fact that she is controlled rather then being in control during that state no matter how much she has tried taking it on as her own. To try and tame it rather then letting it define her while in combat on death's door to just try and stay alive and relevant in the fight as a whole against enemies that seem above her in strength. She just gives her partner a smile and a nod of her head as she slowly gets up onto her feet her body still ever so slightly numb from the burns all along it from the fight with the woman known as Hell's judgement. She just glances down towards her mentor seemingly in thought as she looks back down towards her hands afterwards and sighs softly having tried to form some kind of help in carrying her partner but nothing happening.

Welp looks like we get to walk towards the nearest town while our bodies slowly work there power on making sure we can stay alive. She says with a small sigh and waits for Oras to stand back up as Amora tilts her head to the side and closes her eyes in thought. Mmmmk....the nearest town is the one in the mountains. Shirotsume i think it is called. She says with a nod of her head and then looks downwards towards her mentor. Lets get going to that one since we can get some rest as quick as possible since it is probably going to take all night to heal up. She says towards Oras with a nod of her head.