Demonic Devil Dancing or Something (100y w/ Cirven, Ruvel, Rasparov & Sol)

Job Info:

Staring into the glowing eyes of Mars, the lord of war, and the endless, unending horizon of pure white behind him Johann drew his blade while his opponent grasped into nothing, in a swirl of dark, sinister energy, a scythe of pure negative force forming in his hand. Wordless, Mars looked down on his challenger, the two charcoal orbs with glowing pupils in their middle going to the rapier, then back to the Vice President of the West Fiore Trading Company. It had been a couple of days, a week perhaps since the souls of Johann von Weiss, one of the VP's of the WFTC, and Mars, the lord of war that had been sealed away inside him had merged due to an unfortunate miscalculation taken by Ruvel in the Cursed Lands. Mars subsequently, seeing a prime opportunity to free himself of his own curse, had destroyed the cage that had held him for hundreds, if not thousands of years with the unfortunate end result being the unification of the two entities that now shared a single body. Mars had apparently disliked this new circumstance, however, and thus changed not just the formerly old man's appearance, but also his magic, Johann's personality not being spared from the sudden and radical change, either. He had not just received a new body, undoubtedly stronger, faster, more durable than his last one, his personality had also been altered. He had grown more stoic, more indifferent to the world around him, his view towards etiquette and manners perhaps making the most notable of changes.

In any case, in the week that Johann had spent like this ... in honesty, it hadn't been to bad. Aside from the pain it was having to explain his sudden change in power, magic, looks, smell and personality to his fellow members of the West Fiore Trading Company, and on the other side, of course, Onyx Moon, it had actually been surprisingly agreeable. The self proclaimed Second Seal had been not just docile almost, listening to what Johann had to say in doses, he also seemed quite talkative and helpful even with not just runery but magic as well. It was almost that now he had been freed from the cage a heavy, heavy burden had been taken from his shoulders, his constant aggression had vanished, and he had found purpose anew. What exactly it was Jo couldn't really tell, and he wasn't particularly interested in inquiring about exactly this topic, either, but whatever it had been that had troubled Mars was now a thing of the past. Johann, on the other had, was excited. His efforts to find a way out of this situation had ceased. Why would he throw away this gift ? Sure, he wasn't exactly the man he used to be, but ... compared to what he had gained, it was a relatively small sacrifice when put side by side with what he had gained. His rune magic was stronger, more developed than ever. He had unlocked an entirely new type of magic provided by Mars. And above and beyond all of that ... he still held close the same things he did before the sudden change: The West Fiore Trading Company, Onyx Moon, his friends, his family. All Mars had done was provide him with the tools he needed to b better at what he wanted to do, to become even stronger than before. Ultimately ... he had even offered to train him. Johann was, quite frankly, blown away by the offer, not sure what to make of it until the lord of war had explained what he had in mind. Both would engage in a kind of mental exercise to strengthen each other, though Johann was not quite sure until Mars had shown him. He only now started realizing the other's true level of power, wondering if there wasn't something he couldn't do.

These events where what had lead to their encounter as enemies like this, sparring against each other within their own subconsciouses to enhance their powers. In this moment, the two, however great the difference in their strength was, saw each other as equals. Bursting forward with his usual inhuman speed, the Vice President of the West Fiore Trading Company leapt forward, his hand with the rapier extended for a brutal swing that was just as brutally taken by the hilt of the scythe, the golden runes on the swords sending sparks of light flying everywhere as the two weapons clashed. "Is that all you've got ?", Mars' deep, distorted voice taunted, a wide grin dominating his facial expression, Johann giving him a weak smirk back "Far from it", Johann answered just as confidently, raising his other hand up and pointing it at Mars. "Aura Elementis", from the extended extremity glowing with crimson runes exploded a burst of scorching flame, causing the lord of war to dash backwards. They had been fighting like this for the past couple of hours ... at least it had felt that way where they were. Johann felt neither exhaustion nor depletion of his magic power, so who could really say how long they had been in this state ? With a quick burst of speed Johann dug his fist into Mars stomach, a slight gasp escaping his opponent, Johann grinning to himself triumphantly ... before a small stream of blood started running down a corner of his mouth, looking down to see that Mars' scythe had dug itself through his chest, the lord of war quickly pulling back as the Vice President collapsed to his knees. "That wasn't bad. Your speed is more than adequate, but your power and your defense are lacking. If you get a hit in you'll have to do it with the intention of wounding your enemy so bad that he won't be able to get back up.", Johann coughed up a pool of blood. "Well, I suppose that hurt, tssehehe. Let's leave it at that for today", he spoke, the endless, white plain before the VP vanishing into darkness, Johann opened his eyes.

He took a deep breath, overlooking the wide, barren landscape that extended before himself, the horizon dominated by a dull grey. Would this really prove to be an eventful day ? He stood up. "It seems like they are coming", the other voice spoke, the words echoing through the back of his skull "Good. Let's get ready to deal with this then." Johann spoke, grabbing the mask from one of his pockets, placing is on his face, his clothes changing both shape and colour immediately. Standing where Johann had stood just a second before was a new person, born from the change of the owner of the mask of the unknown side of his guild. Casus Belli of Onyx Moon, his guild mark shining in a deep purple on the back of his left hand, was ready for the mission he had been given.

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This was it. This was the time that the devil had been waiting for. A proper challenge for him and the others he saw as some of the strongest in Onyx Moon, the organization that Anastasia had started and he had shaped up more. Onyx Moon was contacted through one of their brokers to deal with the uprising of a demon claiming to be the new King of Demons who had amassed an army of demons, slaves and more under him. The message the job broker gave them told of the other mages who attempted to take up this job before them. None of the mages were able to deal with the situation and those who had taken up the job before them either ended up joining the newly founded kingdom unwillingly as slaves, mysteriously willingly or being killed.

The entire premise had the devil excited to say the least. He quickly accepted the job and filled in who he saw as the strongest members of Onyx Moon to join him. This included each of his aces besides Ada who he felt was not ready for something of this grand of a stage. He worried about her like a sort of big brother and knew she would not know how to take hearing that so he sent her off to do another job to keep her away from the current engagement. She had just recently joined Onyx Moon also and he wanted to not break her in with pretty much starting a war. She needed more training for him to feel comfortable enough to join them. The other remaining well known members of the team were Rasparov, one of the original members of the guild and those who Cirven referred to as 'Family' who had just recently joined Onyx Moon. The group had stacked up a lot of power to battle against the kingdom but Cirven decided to make this into a bit more of a battle than just a ten versus a kingdom. They would be bringing other Onyx Moon members to back them up who were there to deal with the weaker people in the battle that was incoming. The army of Onyx Moon members had made their way to the Cursed Lands by use of the guilds flag ship, The Valkyrie. They used the camouflage function the ship had to quickly get to the dark country without being seen. The devil guildmaster had made sure that each member knew the consequences of the fight that was about to start but made sure to tell everyone that they were strong enough to deal with what came at them.

The members of Onyx Moon would get off of their ship and stare over the horizon placed in front of them by the landscape that was sculpted in front of them. The newly founded kingdom could be seen in the distance with waves of enemies coming from it. They looked to be moving out to start their crusade against the world. "King of Demons, huh?" Cirven reached up and made sure his mask was on tightly before taking a few steps forward towards the army approaching them. "We will have to see just how strong the army of the King of Demons really is." His body sparked to life with black electricity. "Cursed Moon, Casus Belli, Reaper and Solitaire spread out to each side of this army. We will attack this army from different sides. One of you make sure to stay here at the front and lead our troops forward. Do not get in over your heads. Archer, Wraith and Gypsy. I want you to each be running back up for each of us using Warp's ability to get around." The black electricity intensified over his body. "For now though, Lets go Wraith." He commanded before his body was completely changed into black electricity and he flew into the center of the enemy army.

The quick moving bolt of black electricity caused those in the demon army to be on their guard even though they were surprised at first. The black bolt stopped in the middle of the army and started to take the shape of the masked Blank Jester. "Yo." He spoke out as his body formed completely. The demon army around him did not waste a minute and started to swing their weapons towards him but before they could hit a large bolt of black lightning soared down through the air and crashed into the ground above the masked devil, hitting everyone and everything in the vicinity. It was a good thing that the area of the Cursed Lands was pretty barren in areas because the lightning bolt would not have much damage to actually do that was not already there. Black lightning surged through the air over the now downed bodies of the enemies as Cirven stood around them. "So I take it that none of you were ready for that, right? I will be pretty annoyed if that is really all this army could do.." Jester spoke out just before a wave of dark energy was fired his way forcing him to jump backwards as the energy took the shape of multiple floating balls in the area around him and shot out spikes of darkness towards him from a human who was nearby. Each impaled him where he stood before he could dodge them and he tilted his head down towards the ground as they held him up. "Good work, Dalton. This demon was really going to be an issue in our crusade against them but you quickly dispatched him." One of the demons spoke out as he made his way through the group to Jester. The black spikes released him and let his body fall to the ground where the demon looked over his body. "It is almost as shame. We could have used someone with his abilities." The demon let out a sad sigh while he looked over the body of Jester.

"Used someone like little old me?" Jester spoke out and quickly leapt up from the ground where he ripped his claw through the air towards the demon in front of him, catching him across the chest. The demon's eyes widened as the attack hit but he still managed to jump back towards his men. "Yo-YOU! KILL HIM!" The demon yelled out as the men around Jester moved in to attack him again as well as the black orbs of dark energy. "I take it you are the leader of this group here. I wonder how they will function without you being around." Jester spoke out as he flew into the air above his attackers and dodged their attacks as he did so and was flying around. He would let an attack with his claws hit those around him while he dodged but tried to avoid hurting any of the non-humans badly. He knew something was up with them and could feel that there was some sort of magic making them attack him. A magic that he planned on preventing when he could.

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Sol yawned as he woke from his nap in his comfy as he saw a note in his pocket from his CEO telling him that Onyx Moon was mobilizing for a large mission and as the dragon read those words a vicious smile spread across his face, he had not cut loose in a very long time and from what he read on the note this would be a good chance for him to release some stress. He quickly took off towards the meeting area where Cirven along with the others would be and as he approached he placed his mask upon his face and it shifted his body as he appeared his original age as long as he kept his mask on. His Onyx Moon outfit adorning his body and his masked skull like visage seemed to get the troops in a more serious mindset then they were already in if that was possible.

Sol just sat and fiddled with a lacrima puzzle while they flew towards the destination,he was not fully up for talking since his trauma liked to act up so he was starting to find that puzzles and the like helped calm him down and keep his issue from acting up. The puzzle was simple it involved following patterns of colored lacrima crystals in a sequence and from what some of the troops saw the Vice President was going the sequences so fast that they almost could not follow his fingers. However this also served a purpose that only he and the other higher ups knew and that was it was practice for breaking codes and lacrima locks on missions.

As they finally reached the cursed lands Sol got off the ship along with the others and he tossed the puzzle into a shadow portal as he stood behind Cirven. When he was given the order to go to one side of this army and the four of them would drive them into each other so they could not escape.”Got it Jester Archer your with me “ he said as he led the other Onyx Moon member over to the far north side before he glanced at Archer.”Provide backup from a safe distance you know how dangerous my magic can be to allies as well as enemys I’d rather you not get caught in the effects “Reaper explained as Archer nodded in understanding before Sol left Archer at his point high above and he descended into the mass of the army with his shotguns at the ready. The moment he hit the ground Reaper quickly started to unload his shotguns shells into the mass of bodies around him.

Flaming toxic shrapnel flew thru the air and tore into the demons of the army as Reaper seemed to rip thru the army around him like they were made of tissue paper, his shots blasting holes thru their bodies at close range and at farther ranges they were infected and burned with the shrapnel.”what is this creature KILL IT!” one of the demons yelled out as the Ace of Onyx Moon suddenly flared his magic as shadows covered hit making his appearance even more terrifying. The pressure was able to be felt all over the battle field as Reaper spoke words that would make even the most bloodthirst dark mage go pale.”Dragonslayer Secret Art” he called out before the shadows started to expand and shifted to reveal what looked like his father Balloms roaring visage.”TYRANT KING: MOONLESS SKY ANNIHILATION” he roared before the shadows suddenly shot forward and crushed everything they touched in a veil of shadowy death plants, demon, boulders it did not matter to the shadows and as quick as it had emerged the shadows lifted revealing Reaper at the center and he grinned ferally under his mask.

All around him was devastation and bloody stains from where the demons were crushed. Reaper took a breath before he suddenly unleashed a primal and terrifying roar which caused many of the demons just outside of the shadows radius to become fearful oh him.”How does it control the shadows like that? Its as if they are a part of its own body.” One asked as another timidly approached.”I don’t know but we cannot back down we have numbers on him we jut need to overwhelm this thing” they said before Reaper suddenly shot forward. Archer was behind him providing long range support with his magic and as the Ace moved the demons getting close to him were dropping like flys from the covering fire as he suddenly tosses his shotguns into the air and gained a black aura around him as he started to devastate any unlucky demons around him.

Reaper was relentless as he was ripping off arms and removing chunks of flesh with nothing but his bare hands and claws. The normal color of his clothing was quickly being tainted by the blood that was splashing onto the dragons body as behind the mask Sol has a bloodthirsty and vicious smile on his face. He suddenly stopped as he reached up caught his shotguns before he quickly brought them down and blasted two demons right in the face with them causing them to drop to the ground headless.”come on make this a challenge for me you can’t even do anything to harm me” Reaper called out before suddenly feeling a sharp spear of earth fire forward and impaled him thru the stomach. He grunted a bit in pain as the demons suddenly cheered and they thought they had gotten rid of the threat.” Good shot I was worried that the king would find out and we would be in big trouble” one demon said before Reaper suddenly grabbed the rock spear in his stomach and he broke it before moving forward.“you are all idiots you think a poke in the ribs is going to kill me lets see how you like a hole in you!” the masked dragon said before he got ready to attack again

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Ruvel had just returned to Tolgalen after three months of negotiations between several countries, two of which were just about ready to go to war. This hadn't been an official job request by either side but there would have been drastic issues for not just them but a lot of the other nations on Earthland including Tolgalen itself so took it upon himself to play peacemaker. Most of the time he wish he hadn't have done it, it gave him more than a small headache as both nations seemed to have been led by stubborn hard-headed bulls. It made him wonder why people would fight over an island in the middle of nowhere, both claiming they had rights over it. He had originally suggested that they share the island but neither was willing to do that. He was getting severely frustrated when he had a thought, his guild had recently entered into an alliance with two other guilds the first being the technological researchers known as Silver Wolf. This has had started out as merely a business proposition where the trading company would allow them reign to explore Tolgalen, research any magical artifacts they came across and even pay for research so longs they gained benefit of it.

This seemed to benefit both guilds and they had both prospered due to it and slowly it had forged into something else, something stronger. The second guild they had entered an alliance with was the once light guild that had fallen from grace and had managed to crawl its way from the dark taint that seemed to once call its walls home. The guild known as Fairy Tail, where they did indeed share some aspects with this guild they couldn't exactly say that openly thanks to the bounty sitting on the heads of those in Onyx Moon and so forged a bond with them so they could have extra security and such. Over time Fairy Tail and Silver Wolf also formed bonds and the three guilds came together at the company headquarters and the Silver Moon Fairies alliance was then made. The problem was they wanted a neutral ground where no one could have an upper hand over the others, for once if he was a believer in the gods he would have believed they had cut him a break. After months of peace talks he had found a solution to prevent the war. He negotiated to buy the island from the two nations and though the price was expensive and he would have to explain it to his elder brother he decided it would be worth it in the end. When they had agreed to the sale he informed them there was now no reason for a war that would end countless lives and affect much of their world to take place and the peace treaty signed. At a later date he could take the guild masters to the island he believed would be a sanctuary for them all so they could decide where the alliance hall would be placed.

Heading past the reception he was stopped and handed an envelope holding Cirven's seal "Oh great, I'm in trouble..." he said with a sigh heading to one of the side rooms before opening it, he had started learning how to read Fioran but was still finding even the basics difficult "I need help with this, it just looks jumbled to me." he whispered Shindara giving him the information needed before Ruvel let out a groan of frustration. "Well there goes my chance for something to eat, drink and eventually some sleep." it had already been a while since he took a break his eyes held a dull glow and with what this seemed to be needing he already knew that medicine would be needed at some point, he was sure as hell hoping that wasn't the case. "Okay, lets get going." he stated rubbing his temples for a moment before heading down to the docks to grab the necessary ship, he still hated the damned things but was finding ways to deal with it. Along the way Cirven seemed to fill in everyone with the orders "Jester, after this we need to talk about something. It's important." he said calmly allowing the others to choose their partners, it seemed that Sol had decided to choose Archer and Cirven decided to choose Demi not that, that had surprised them they seemed close and had him wondering things.

"I'll remain here and lead the troops then." he said his voice cool as he spoke 'Amuul, Shindara... keep a connection between us all at all times it will be easier to know the goings on.' he ordered his twin summons who set up the requested links 'Checking can everyone hear?' he sent out checking everything is ready. He made a few subtle hand motions knowing that was all it would take to summon his eagle eyed sniper summon which made him just that much more at ease as he had back up. Bringing out his dagger he cut it across his hand allowing the glowing blood to pool a little before clenching it turning his hand allowing it to hit the ground "I summon blood, I hate, I summon war and anger... warrior of death hear my call!" he called out one meter ahead of him a blood red seal appearing on the ground a large bulky blood covered male appearing with two swords in hand grinning seeing a large amount of opponents "Aww, you shouldn't have kid." he said happily making ruvel roll his eyes "In our contract, now stop talking an-" but before he could finish his sentence Barthenz had already dashed forward slicing through weaker enemies laughing and cackling like a maniac. "Well at least he's happy I guess..." he said scratching at his mask a little unsure how to take seeing the summon who always seemed so serious acting like a kid that had just found the golden ticket to an endless supply of chocolate and toys.

Demi on the other hand followed Cirven to the location he had chosen "You realise I should have remained with Moon." she commented quietly to her companion, she worried being away would be a bad thing but then she realised this could be Cirven giving him a chance to prove just how much he had grown since leaving the facility that was once his and her own home. With a quick swing of of her scythe she had slashed a few of the basic enemies in half "Got to say if this is the best this so called king of demons has, then we should just head home and let the wizard saints and magic council deal with this issue." she said with a shrug jumping on the head of one watching as several enemies impaled their allies "Wow, I'm a reaper and didn't see that one coming... my brother has a sick sense of humour." she chuckled realising her brothers energy in the area as she jamp down she twisted taking heads off the shoulders from the ones who had killed the one she was using as a look out pole. "Serves them right, he was at least being useful." she said with a soft growl running into the battle, if she was there she was sure as hell not playing backup or spectator that was for damned sure. 'Seven Solitaire' she sent through the link that was set up to Rasparov wanting to continue their little competition from the last job they had been on.

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Notes: Demi will be used as an npc for this job
@Cirven @Johann @Rasparov @Sol

Why did these people always ask Rasparov to come along and keep them safe? Could they not do any kind of mission without requiring his aid or asking him to back them up? Or were they somehow attached to him now? Did they somehow feel the need to be around him because they like him enough to welcome his presence? How mortifying, if not somehow a compliment to his ego. No matter the reason for him needing to be with this group today, he was here now. It was strange, having nearly all of Onyx Moon's leadership in the same area as him. Only one of them knew about the true state of his being, that being the co-guild master that went by the name of Ruvel. The other guild master, Cirven, had no idea what was under the guise of the butler. That was the same for all the aces, of which Sol and Johann were present.

Currently, Rasparov was in the guise of the Solitaire. A mask for what most would think a horror part of a play would cover his face and keep others from figuring out who he was based on looks alone. Not that others would be able to recognize his voice unless they knew him personally, something that only very few could say they could do. The 'job' they were here to do involved a large scale demon invasion, something that was quite interesting, and thus he would be against things that would recognize him if he were to reveal any of his normal powers. Today would just be his swordsmanship, even his normal extreme speed he could pull off would be dampened on purpose to make himself look like a standard mage of his rank rather than some kind of monster that was faster than anything that currently existed. Upon arrival, they would be given orders from Cirven, Rasparov working his way towards a side on his own even as he heard Demi challenge him to a challenge like the two of them had had with each other when he and Ruvel had been stuck on another planet and fighting a massive pack of wolves. Since then the two of them, he and Demi, had been in a continuous bout with each other as each one managed to beat the other every other time. "You're on. See you when we group up after we finish out weeding out the chaff here." With that said he would begin ignoring those around him and begin the kill count game that he was now intent on winning.

It seemed that some of the people here were not demons trying to take over the world while starting here in the Cursed Lands. Humans, weaklings, forced to fight for the demons as they're physical actions were done by those that were enslaving them. Rasparov Kimovich, currently responding to the name Solitaire, ignored the pleas of the helpless and destitute that were stuck being against him. The "help me" and the "I can not stop myself" were cut down by swords the same way that the "save us" and the "please stop them" were. He was not here to be a savior, no, he was here to be a killer. No one had told him otherwise, and thus he was going to do it based on his own morality. The problem with that was that he had no real morals deep down inside of himself. Life was not sacred, nothing was, he was nothing but a walking sin and blemish on the world so why keep any other life going when he had the chance to end them? Chunks of mortal slaves would go to meet their maker, if they had one, even as he slowly began to draw the attention and ire of the lesser demons that he had begun to get closer to.

The yelling of orders from them, the frantic sound of it, let him know they were the basic grunts of the demon world. He had dealt with worse, because of his creator, and thus he would begin to fight off a couple of them as they tried to stop him. Both had some kind of elemental magic, one fire and the other earth, but neither of them seemed inclined to actually work with each other. The fireballs and rocks that were magically created and thrown at him were quite easy to dodge, especially when he used the two of the demons and the scattered slaves as cover for himself. A few more of the slaves would be stoned to death, others burned to ash or cooked well done, as wave after wave of rock and flame were sent his way. It was difficult not to taunt them, not to simply meet them at point blank with his speed and simply kill both of them, but he was having fun with this little game. A few more minutes, and another small batch of slaves killed by himself and the lesser demons, would cause the game to end as he made one kill the other before he simply thrust both of his swords into the chest of the earth elemental demon.

"This is a bit too easy. Maybe we should drop a bunch of our weaker area spells at the same time and kill them all. Otherwise, we are just going to waste our time and some of you will be tired before we get to the Demon Lord that is the cause of this." The words would be said aloud, the only way for him to properly communicate with others due to the blanket of white noise that telepathy users heard when trying to listen to his thoughts. Soon they would have to deal with stronger demons, and the major demon itself. They needed everyone to at least be ready for combat when they got to them, and wasting time and energy on these cretins was not going to help at all in that regard.

His gaze briefly wandering across the battlefield, Casus Belli, Keeper of Onyx Moon sighed, Mars trembling with excitement and joy inside him. The Lord of War was barely able to contain himself. "Are you looking forward to this ?", the masked rune mage asked the voice within, a cackle following suit "You kidding ? A war, wave upon wave of demons that I personally get to destroy ? THIS is what I was I was created for, though, this isn't quite judgement day just yet, tssehehe ...", the figure in the black and red coat shrugging invariably. "Makes one of us.", the unenthusiastic voice speaking back to the deep, distorted ring in the mage's head, the flood of enemies and allies alike stretching out as far as he could see. Everyone else had already thrown themselves into the fray. "This is gonna be a nice mess.", Johann thought to himself, checking back through the sudden voice that spoke through the activated link "Loud and clear. With all of you busy, I'll take a flank around.", the Lord of War not exactly gracefully interrupting the Keeper "Don't you mean I'LL take that flank, tsehe ?", Johann frowning under his mask before ending the connection. "Aww, you're no fun", Mars giggled, met by a question from the one he shared his body with, "Really that eager ?", a broad grin spreading across the Second Seal's face inside his endless plain of white "I can barely hold back anymore". Casus sighed once again. He figured it would be best to leave this one to the self proclaimed Lord of War. "Alright then, body is yours for a while. Try not to break it, we both still need it", Casus' eyes turning completely black under the mask that covered his face, the two glowing, scarlet orbs that were his pupils shining through eerily, Mars now speaking from the Keeper of Virtue's mouth with deep, almost distorted voice "Will do, tsehehe" before the strange halo of pure, negative energy appeared around his head. "Oh this will be so. much. FUN", the figure spoke, cackling to himself loudly before vanishing in a sudden flare of deep darkness.

On the other side of the battlefield, surrounded by hundreds upon hundreds of mortals and demons alike, Mars reappeared in the form of Casus, an excessive, toothy grin decorating his expression. Immediately, faces turned towards the Lord, shock, hate, despair on their faces. This would be a most entertaining dance. Without delay he spread his arms, his hands grasping into thin air as in his left, a dark charcoal scythe, and in his right a one handed, crimson blade appeared, one large swing across ending the measly little existence of the first attacker, who dared to approach the Lord with nothing but a simple sword. "Tsssehehe, the arrogance of these misguided creatures. Father would be very disappointed.", Mars whispered to himself as he was immediately swarmed by a good dozen or more mortals, all with their own meager "weapon", if something so crude and ineffective could even be called that, swinging swords and axes, dashing forward with lances and all manners of melee weapons clumsily, the Lord of War evading these ungainly strikes easily, dancing around the strikes before his sword changed shape. In a swirl of crimson energy, the blade turned from a simple straight sword to a saber, cleanly taking off the arm of a man who had tried swinging his axe for the Lord's head, following up with a swing of his scythe that left the unfortunate human no time to feel pain or shock, lifting him up and splitting him in two. In an extremely quick swing, any normal vision unable to follow his extremely quick movements, he brought the scythe around for one large swing, those around him collapsing in a rain of crimson liquid. "This is it ? I really expected more, but, vanity is a vice. I'll be more than content with what I get, tsehehe", he spoke as he straightened his back, the mortals around him staring at their fallen brethren with expressions of utter horror. Well, he supposed they were being forced to act against their will. The expression in their eyes made it clear they realized they stood not a chance. "Fine ... time to sort out the weaklings", he spoke briefly before sheathing the blade.

Lifting one hand up, the grin on the hybrid's face broadened before he, with one overly defined motion, snapped his finger, the sound waves amplified to be enormously, disproportionately loud, producing a strong shockwave and an even stronger sound that echoed across the battlefield, the human slaves within a good 100 meters of himself immediately falling into unconsciousness, all that remained perhaps a handful of deafened demons that had mixed into the crowd to use the mortal's as living shields. A vein started swelling on Mars' head underneath the mask placed on his face. "Oh how I hate Demons, that lowly vermin ...", the saber he drew quickly changing into a spear, the Lord of War holding it firmly in his right hand before bursting forward at extreme speed, breaking the sound barrier as he drove the weapon through one of the incapacitated demons, impaling the opponent with a chilling gurgle from the demon, a gush of blood exploding from its other side. "Y-You bastard !", it rang out behind the Second Seal who, with a sweep motion of his weapon threw away the lifeless body of the demonic foe, turned around to see another one standing there, its hands covered in roaring flames "I will destroy you myself !". Mars couldn't help but feel amusement at the threat, as if it had come from a child that was being denied their will, unable to grasp the full extent of the words they uttered. It was adorable, really. Letting go of the spear, the weapon vanishing into nothing to free up his right, he stepped towards the demon that had tried to threaten him, his now free hand slowly surrounded by a swirl of a purple aura. "I-I will kill you for my lord. HRRAAAAAAAAA", the being shouted, charging at him, the flames around his fists leaving trails of fire as he burst forward, Mars simply shaking his head before, in a sudden acceleration that was no different from instant teleportation, charging forward himself. The demon wouldn't even be able to comprehend the strength of the Lord of War, and with one quick strike of the right hand, it was over, the extremity digging itself into the creatures chest before, with a burst of magical energy, from its back emerged amaranthine crystal, stained with blood. "I'm doing the same, so don't take this personal", The demon collapsed forward, leaving only Mars standing who looked down upon his defeated prey with his own two eyes, demonic slits where normal pupils had once been."Tse, way too easy. I am not entertained. Time to move on".

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The duo of reaper and devil cut dodged and cut down enemy after enemy as they spoke out to each other. It showed the teamwork and expertise in fighting that the two had. They were very comfortable with each other and seemed that those around them were at a complete disadvantage against them. "You know he can handle himself plus more." Cirven spoke out as he ducked under a sword and ripped his claw through the air through the chest of his attacker."Especially because I trained him to be better than he ever was physically. He blames me for giving him multiple near death experiences but he always was able to come back the next time for another session of training." He kept speaking as he dodged attack after attack and took a strike back where he found openings. The spikes of pure darkness ripped through the air towards him again forcing him to dodge. The spikes also flew towards Demi in an attempt to hit her. The devil had faith that his reaper companion could handle her self with the spikes moving towards her and dodged his way towards the human attacker named Dalton. He knew that those who were human were being influenced by this demon in some sort of way to attack them. What he didn't know was how strong the influence was and if they could actually get rid of it which could be a problem.

With each movement he made, Dalton seemed to get more and more desperate to put him down with his ranged attacks becoming more dire and with the other enemies around him being more aggressive. His speed made sure that he could dodge and quickly counter most of the attacks before moving forward towards his main target at this point but that did not mean he moved through completely unscathed. The dark energy spikes managed to pierce through parts of his body as he moved but due to his natural healing and his pain resistance it was not a problem for him to deal with. The problem was more in the fact of him not trying to kill those around him because his attackers were all humans who were influenced by the demons. "Di-Die, you filth! You are only a stepping stone in our conquest to rid the world of your demonic presence!" One of his attackers yelled out as he swung a sword towards Jester with his allies following suit and swinging their weapons at Cirven from different angles in front of the devil which pressured him to move backwards before pressing on. "If you only knew what my presence meant here..." He spoke out before quickly lunging forward and using his magically enhanced claws to rip through the men in front of him. A black spike shot into his chest after he managed to force his way through the men which stopped him in his tracks for a second just shy of Dalton. A second that Dalton did not waste as a plethora of black magical energy built up around Jester and formed into stronger versions of the black spikes he had been forming throughout the battle between them. "Do it! Do it now!" The demon yelled out as the spikes all formed and then quickly made their way towards Jester. A grin formed under the mask of the devil though as he realized the situation he was in. "Everything can be found in an opportunity if you wait long enough..." Jester spoke out as the area from him to Dalton and surrounded his enemy in invisible spores. Dalton's attack was halted for a second as he felt his strength being depleted somehow which made Jester quickly react. Jester swiped his hand through the air and a wave of electricity was sent through the invisible spores and collided with Dalton shocking him in black electricity damaging and stunning the man. "What?! What the hell are you doing!? Dalton!?" The demon yelled out again which caused Dalton to gain some sort of control back as he tried to return to his attack against Jester but before he could do that a pair of claws cut through his chest, upper arms and then his upper legs causing him to fall limp to the ground with the masked devil standing over him. "Maybe next time we fight you can beat me. That is if you survive those injuries long enough for me to heal them." Jester spoke out and then stared at the demon who stood nearby with no other enemies around him. He charged towards the demon and ripped one of his claws through the air towards his enemies head but stopped before he could hit him. His eyes became wide and the demon grinned evily before chuckling. "No matter who you are or what you are; you can be brought under my influence. You will learn your place under me and do my bidding now, won't you?" Jester moved his hand back to his body and knelt down to the demon in front of him. "Yes, master." He spoke out then stood up and turned to look at where Demi was. "Kill her. She did kill your sister, after all. It isn't like I need to persuade you to do much here, right Cirven?" The demon laughed as he watched Jester make his way quickly to Demi as she was striking down some of the humans around them.

Her scythe moved threw the air to collide with one of the humans and take them out of this world in a single stroke but before it could a claw with a fusion of black electricity and white flames deflected it and another claw swiped through the air towards her neck that she swiftly dodged but jumping backwards. She was confused over the situation and before she could react much more another Jester appeared from out of the shadows behind her and grabbed her from behind to hold her in place as the one that attacked her charged forward to her with a white flames building up over his mouth. Behind her she would feel heat and see the flash of white light as she would realize what was about to happen. Both Jesters would release a blast of white flames that erupted into a blaze over two hundred meters around her and covered her. "And there she goes!" The demon laughed out as the fire raged around them but something happened as he realized something. Demi was alive and well inside of the fire. More than that anything damage done to her body had been healed also. The same was for any of the humans who were caught in the blaze around her. "What jus-" The demon went to speak but was cut off by a feeling of something forcing its way through his chest from behind him. "Thorit, right? Sorry it took me a bit to come back and do this but I had to confirm how your little ability worked here. Didn't want you to be some sort of catalyst that would cause them harm if you died or something, you know?" Thorit was breathing heavily as Jester spoke. Jester then pulled his arm from out of the demons chest and watched as his enemy fell to the ground and grasped at his new wound. Jester looked around towards the humans around him and could see that at least those around him had stopped fighting and started to come to their senses. "Guessing there is more Thorits out there controlling them..?" He spoke out to himself as he looked around.

A surge of magical power came out from Thorit's body causing Jester to quickly jump up into the air where he floated away from Thorit. Thorit's body suddenly started to absorb the energy of the humans in the area around him that had regained their senses and not only did his wounds heal but his body enlarged and a new level of power came with it. The humans around Demi and Cirven dropped to the ground unconscious while Thorit rose back up from the ground. "You are nothing but a trick filled assassin that will not hold a candle to the amount of power that I possess now." Thorit's voice was deeper and much more confident. Jester went to speak but before he could Thorit seemed to disappear and reappear in front of him with his now large fist inches away from Jester's head. The fist collided and sent Jester into the ground, creating a crater in it while causing a explosion of the landscape to cover the area.

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Reaper was still blasting thru the bodies of demons without any hesitation , his shotguns were actually bright red at the ends of the barrels from how much they were being fired non stop, Reaper tossed his guns into shadow portals behind him as he fluidly moved back into using his claws and fists to break thru enemys as his aura still cloaked him and with every touch his hits eroded the demons and any other foes around him as he stuck with ferocity and inhuman fluidness. The demons started to realize that close range combat was not wise with this foe who seemed to be like a destructive force of nature.”The way he dispatches us with ease he isn’t human its as if he is a vengeful god or worse a nessacery aspect of this world” one demon said as Reaper now had a wary circle of demons around him.

“come face me with courage you pawns, don’t fear your demise since this was bound to happen” he declared as he watched them become even more timid at his declaration, however the sound of heavy paw steps suddenly rang out as the ground thundered and the demons suddenly gained more confidence as armored behemoth emerged and let out a frightening roar at Reaper who grinned gleefully under his skull like visage. “your big…. I’ve fought bigger” he said with a excited tone as he suddenly rushed at the beast only to suddenly be swatted away and knocked thru multiple demons killing them but not the dragon as he quickly picked himself up.”Ugh he is faster then I thought he would be I might need a hand on this one" he muttered. “This is Reaper I got a problem on the my end I need backup” he said as he suddenly ducked out of the way of the behemoth.

As he ducked out of the way he suddenly turned and lunged at the beast and slashed at it with his claws but the metal plating on the creature was tough and it resisted his poison somewhat as it was melting but very slowly.”great probly a demonic variant of metal that’s gonna make destroying it harder but nothing ventured nothing gained” he growled as he saw the beast turn and face him before roaring again at the dragon who only took a deep breath before roaring right back at it with the full force a dragon would which made the creature back up slightly in confusion before it bared its teeth at the dragon king.” Come on you insolent mongrel come to your death” he goaded the beast before he reared up and suddenly rushed at him again.

Reaper swiftly dodged the rush and once again aimed a blast of poison at the beast but like before the metal plating on the monster held firm and didn’t allow the poison to seep it or harm the beast.”God this thing is aggravating I need to finished this fast but those plates are going to be a thorn in my side” he growled lowly. The beast simply snarled at him again as Reaper pulls his shotguns out again from the shadows and he pointed them at the beast. A few demons tried to distract him from behind but the masked dragon quickly fired behind himself not even looking as he downed the few that tried to harm him.”If I don’t pay attention to this beast it could seriously hurt me” he mumbled as he looked at the beast. The dragon king had to admit this was not what he was expecting on this mission but he knew that you had to adapt when these things happened,’ I can’t fight this thing head on its plates block my poison and don’t dissolve it fast enough and my shrapnel wont make a dent in the damn thing, I need to keep it busy though until backup arrives’ he thought to himself. He quickly saw the beast dash forward before he quickly ran at it as well and he formed his shadows around himself before shifting before the beast could harm him and wrapped around its body as he knocked it into the air with a blast of feathery shadows.

“Shadow Dragons Wax Wing Flash” he intoned as the beast came down with such force that it caused the ground to shake as Reaper moved to try and hold it off better using another spell. Quickly more poison formed from his body and quickly formed around him in the shape of a black robed figure with four arms with two in the prayer position. The behemoth righted itself and roared again before he charged at the large figure and tried to gore it with its horns but the avatar was faster and managed to catch to the creature by its horns and held it back even though Reapers body was pushed back slightly and his boots dug into the ground.”god this thing is strong even with my avatars strength this thing can hold its own and keep me from moving well however” he grunted before the avatars second set of arms broke the prayer stance and suddenly started to smack into the beast striking and clawing at the plates on its body.

“if I have your horns you cant move to well to block my other set of arms which means your wide open and I can soften you up for my help” he said with a grin under his mask. The behemoth roared and started to thrash about trying to break free of the avatars arms and Reaper had to suddenly use all four arms to keep the beast from overtaking him.”Shit come on I need some help here” he said as he gritted his teeth as he struggled to keep his avatars grip on the plated creature. Normally he had no issue when it came to beasts like this but this thing was almost designed to be a headache for him.

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