(EVENT BATTLE) The Raid on Magnolia Town

So far so good, she had not met any resistance since she started her escape towards Magnolia's city gates. Meanwhile all around her, various explosions had been happening all around. Most noticeable of all was coming from the east. It seems powerful mages are battling it out, and no matter how tempting it was to check out that epic battle, she still had her mission, and that was to get the artifact to safety.

When she reached her destination, she was relieved to see but a few knights guarding the gates. A dozen to be exact. Well I guess I can take them out. thought the girl Thought the girl as she look back at her supposed posse of knights who were lagging behind her. All we need is to not look conspicuous and march out.

"Its about time you guys showed up." said the captain of the guards. There was a confused look on her face at first but then she spoke "Right...Sorry about that. We got caught in the crossfire, its all thanks to Blue Pegasus that we managed to get here unharmed. " The captain eyed the remainder of her team and asked "Hey, whats wrong with those guys...they look like they're out it. Somewhat dazed." They were hypnotized after all so their eye would look blank. "They were just traumatized thats all. " Then she and the rest of her team began to pass trough the gates. "Hey, where do you think your going? You were suppose help man this area, in case more Savage skulls members appear." The captain along with some of the knights hurdled around them. Seriously, when she was almost there. Her eyebrows twitched as she said "Is that so? Tsk, I guess it cant be helped...Knights kill them all!!" The guards were surprised, the three knight tagging along with her just stabbed the captain and his two lieutenants in the chest. Get Them!! Cried one the knights. Two bow wielding knights positioned by the tower above the gate opened fire at them while the rest lunged at her and the zombie knights.

"Why do they even bother... Armor change!!" Her once knight apparel reverted to its true form, and dozens of tiny sickle like shadows manifested from her armor and began cutting down the competition. Limbs and heads flew as blood came gushing everywhere. Meanwhile the two archers fell dead on the ground with swords stuck on their backs. Looking down were two of her zombie posse. "If they had just let us through...Anyways it seems were alone now so were free to go . "  Well that was not necessarily true. Unknown to her, two sets of eyes were watching nearby, one from a curious onlooker and one from a nosy bee.

Frederick was surprised from what he just saw, the group of Rune knights that were approaching the gate suddenly attacked the one who where standing guard. It was quick and swift display of power, surely it was stronger then himself and the gathered men he brought along combined. But somehow he felt this power before.
'Could it be..'

Frederick stepped out from behind the corner togehter wit his men. And walked up the commanding Rune Knight that attacked the others. And took a slight bow in front the knight.
'That was a gruesome but swift attack you pulled of there. And the power you have feels as dark as the Lich itself.... are you perhaps an harbinger...?'
If Frederick was right, then he had found one of the most strongest allies for the dark guilds that were present in Magnolia right now. He awaited carefully for the knights reaction, while his own men stood watch around him. Making sure no unwanted visitors were going to meddle.
Unknowing that they were already being watched.

Watching over the Battlefield stood and man, looking down on everyone standing on a volcanic hill. Looking closer one would see that the man was wearing a Rune Knight outfit of the highest rank, meaning it could only be Galad Heru the head of the defense unit. Behind him a couple of troops standing waiting for orders.
The man was known for smiling but on this day, he did not even show a smirk. He looked from one side to the other. He knew he could to some big damage and maybe if he was lucky end the fight.
He however had no interest in fighting in this war. Just like he was sick of being a part of the Rune knights.

Why are we only marching out in a time like this? We should be out there all the time. We should have been there when blue Pegasus was destroyed. We should have saved life, but it only seems like we are interested when we can take life. He shrugged as his look stopped at Shuhei and his eyes filled with sadness. I think there is time for me to move on!

He turned around to the troops, now smiling at them.
I have one last order for you… go to the weakest, seek them out and protect them against injustice and danger.
He took a hold of his Rune Knight Officer coat and threw it into the air, starting to walk into the battlefield.

Daichi stared at the two mysterious people, waiting for one of them to make their move. The blue aura that surrounded him became stronger every second, causing small tremors on the ground around him. Just as Daichi was about to prepare his move, he noticed Mari and her exceed diving straight towards the Hell Queen as if preparing to attack. "No! Don't attack her yet! There's-" He was too late. Mari's exceed released his grip on her and sent her straight at Naraku, flying away from his partner before he might get caught up with her spell. Knowing that he couldn't stop his fellow dragon slayer's attack, Daichi simply stood his ground, bracing himself for what might be a powerful spell. "FIRE DRAGON'S!" Mari's fists started to collect with fire, clenching them in order to combine the flames. The flames she gathered became so large, they can be seen from miles away. Within seconds, she was already on her way to the ground, or, in other words, to Naraku's direction. "BRILLIANT FLAME!" The fire dragon slayer continued, releasing the flames and sending them towards the demon slayer, blasting everything within its radius to ashes. The force gave Daichi a small push backwards, almost knocking him off balance if only he didn't move his left foot backwards. Despite the evident power of the spell, Daichi knew it wasn't enough to defeat the demon slayer. He found out that his assumptions were right when the smoke cleared, revealing an armored Naraku. She did have some burn marks from Mari's attacks, but they didn't seem that much serious, serious enough to cause obvious pain.

After a few moments, Naraku said something to Mari which Daichi didn't hear considering the distance he was between the two. She also released Frederick from her pocket dimension who looked pretty healthy compared to his state just a few moments back. He disappeared by fading into black mist before Daichi could say anything to him or intercept him. Now that Frederick was gone, the fight's cards were changed. Instead of the two slayers fighting against the Keeper, they were now fighting against a demon slayer and a man who seemed to possess a high amount of magic power. As of now, that man hasn't made his move yet so Daichi doesn't view him as an enemy yet. After a few moments, four flaming heads gathered around Naraku, taking form of faces - faces that are very familiar to Daichi. One of them showed the face of Heero Reyold, a fellow dragon slayer. The other two showed the faces of two mages whom Daichi hasn't met before, but still seemed familiar in some way. The fourth one, however, was what bothered him the most. "L-Leonard!" The young slayer managed to choke out of his mouth, his eyes filled with surprise. "I hope he's safe..." Daichi thought to himself, knowing that his old friend is fighting alongside them to purge the forces of darkness. As he taught of that, he stared at the four faces as two of them shot towards Mari and her exceed as if about to attack her. The flames looked pretty deadly so it might cause a lot of pain to the fire dragon slayer if she was to be hit. "Watch out for those projectiles!" The young slayer shouted, hoping that Mari got his message. Daichi, however, didn't seem to be targeted by the two flames that remained so he decided to take advantage of this opportunity and strike the demon slayer surprisingly.

As the two skulls, containing the faces of Heero and Leonard, shot towards Mari and her partner, Daichi ran to his left, running as far as possible to temporarily get away from Naraku's sight. He knew that she could still see him, but she seemed to be focus on hitting the fire dragon slayer. Once he was in a good angle, he ran towards Naraku, stopping as he was within ten meters from her. "Breath..." Daichi muttered, gathering water inside him and pressurizing them enough for him to release one precise beam. "...of the Water Dragon!" Daichi released the aquatic breath towards the hell demon slayer, moving at the speed of 15m/s.

Zeno watched the showdown commence from a distance. This whole thing was a disaster, and he was to blame. The city was in ruins and fire had spread everywhere. The buildings and streets were covered in blood. Zeno was reliving his darkest memories. Little over a decade ago, Magnolia had looked the same. Flashbacks rushed through his head.

I can’t outrun this so it seems… Death and destruction keep finding me.

As he saw buildings crumble down, images of the past appeared like hallucinations before him. Severed bodies, flames, death and gore, it was the war all over again. Zeno’s cloak waved violently in the wind. He had saved his power for the one battle that mattered now: Lichborne. He took off the cloak and tightened his fists.
Shuhei and Heero were about to go at it in the distance against the undead monster and without further hesitation, Zeno dashed off. The wizard saint disappeared in a blur and the sudden release of pressure as he pushed off of the ground created a small crater as wind swirled around furiously. As the daylight returned, Zeno made a blinding appearance right next to his two friends. It was a clash of opposites. If Lichborne’s metamorphosis represented despair, the united opposition of Heero, Shuhei and Zeno was hope. Lichborne had broken the balance with his return, now it was time to restore it.

His dark red eyes were locked on the monstrosity before him as a few cards appeared in his hand. “You didn’t think I would sit this one out did you?” He spoke, voice rough and deep. Magical power rose from his body. It had been a long time since he had entered a battle like this. It was thrilling.

“Heero, Shuhei… Let’s end this .”

Verge woke up from being unconscious. He wasn't sure what he just dreamnt or did. What he knew was, he woke up on daylight. There was still war on Magnolia. War... terrible war... "Ugh... what? War is still going on?" In an instant, Verge stood up. "I have to... fight... right now..." He went outside the guild hall of Fairy Tail. As he went outside, there town was like in rubbles. It was terrbile. He didn't know what happened while he was unconscious. "Requip!!! Storm of the Heavens, Thunderclap Emperor!" He glowed and sparks emanated from himself. When the light faded, he was equipped with his Thunderclap Emperor. He want to fight again, and he thanked the woman for healing him. He was so relieved he was still alive.

Alive. The word echoed in his mind. He remembered, when he met Loch'ness in his dreams.

"Verge, one thing. If you die, can I possess you?" "Sure" A little chat before he woke up in his dream.

Just then, another Savage Skull mage was encountered. He seems to be wearing an armor. "Tch. Well, well, well." Verge said, holding his weapon and shield tight before he charges straight at him. Sparks then emanated from his weapon, and raised it. Lightning came forth from the rod from its tip, and struck the enemy, but, the enemy seems to be wielding a lightning rod. "Verge, Verge, Verge... My, oh my, I never thought you would turn your back on us!" His enemy charged at him, and in time, he shielded himself. The shield broke as the impact was hard and his weapon was strong. "Eh?" He dodged each other attacks his opponent gave him. In the fight, he changed armors. "Emperor of Speed, King of Races, the Swift Bionic, Grand Prix Emperor!" he changed to his Grand Prix Emperor. His fast speed gave him an advantage, and his subsequent attacks dealt damage to his opponent. The dark mage couldn't catch up to his speed. "Ah blast it. FOR SAVAGE SKULL!!!" His opponent gripped his sword tight, and started spinning, with the sword's tip pointed to the front of the wielder. It destroyed his armor, and Verge's armor was sent to the alternate dimension. "Blast you!" His opponent grabbed his arm and threw him up high, very high, and Verge came down. As he went down, the sword pierced through him. Verge coughed blood. "Mind this... your guild... will be... finished..." With these final words, he died entirely.

He died, and that's his end. It is the end of his life.

HELL QUEEN NARAKU "Bow Before Your Queen!" The projectile aiming for the flying cat missed, but without so much as a gesture the skull changed direction and slammed down into the cat. The force of the hit was enough to knock him from the air towards the ground. If he was quick and clever enough he might be able to save himself from a fall, but he would not be flying quickly again. "Ah, one pest out of the way." she said to herself as much to her opponents. It was at that point that she was hit by a powerful stream of water that sent her flying due to the high pressure. Her armor was not heavily cracked, but it was not yet broken. "You are strong water slayer. I am quite impressed." she said shaking residual water off herself and looking at Daichi. Beneath the armor, unseen by her opponents, she bit her lip. Fighting these people solo was unwise and whoever the strange man was it seemed he was not going to join the battle, merely observe. Without a gesture the armor opened once more and this time from it strode a wolf. The wolf looked at the opponents and sniffed the air once before charging at Mari. As it charged it howled loudly and glowed bright before increasing in size rapidly becoming 8m tall and about 16m in length. A fearsome wolf with claws and fangs equal to legendary weapons and on top of that he had the strength of an A rank in close combat. Plus he was insanely fast. "Meet my friend Fenrir Lycaon. He will entertain you fire slayer." she said and then threw the two remaining skulls at daichi at high speed. As they flew towards him the faces changed to show faces of pure agony. It would be interesting to see how he reacted. "Oh and Fenrir isn't alone. He brought his friends for you to play with too. Didn't you Fenrir?" With that the giant wolf's mouth opened wide, dislocating tempoarily, and from it poured ten smaller version of himself. Each about 1.5m tall and twice that in length and each of them a C rank in terms of physical combat. Once they had emerged the jaw fixed and Fernir lunged at Mari. "Aren't they just adorable?" she said with a sickly sweet tone of voice. Five of them peeled off from the pack and went for Daichi, which was also what Naraku was doing. She flew straight at him aiming to cleave him in two with her scythe. A dark magic had begun to spread through the city. Something that smelt and felt bad even to her. A power she craved to have for her own, but knew she would not have it anytime soon. A power which would destroy everything, even its allies. She had to finish this quickly or be consumed. That was one of the reason's she had unleashed Fenrir. The other was that against two slayers with herself not in peek condition she needed the help though she hated to admit it. "What's your name slayer?" she asked Daichi with a dark smile. "I want to remember it so I can place it on a plaque at my home...beneath your corpse." made by kiwii at btn & ote!

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HELL QUEEN NARAKU "Bow Before Your Queen!" At the moment of striking a great magic power was felt and then both of her opponents vanished. They were still relatively close, she could smell them, but now there was a new opponent. One that was equal to her in terms of magic power at least. However, she seemed fresher, more full of eternano than herself. On top of that her body wasn't damage at all unlike Naraku's own. This might be a battle she couldn't win, but she would not show fear. "You interrupted my playtime storm mage." Naraku said with a sad look on her face, but a playful tone of voice. Another person's face to add to her collection and with the power this one possessed it would likely be much more useful. Yes, indeed. The magic this person exerted felt familiar too. "You are one of the one's who shattered the airships and you are the one who protected Fairy Tail's guildhall." With spells of that level being used how was this opponent still so full of magic? For that matter how were the two slayers after a battle with Frederik. It made no sense. Unless they had been healed somehow. Damn, someone had healed all her opponents. That wasn't fair at all. Still, it did give some sort of challenge. "Fenrir...playtime." With that the giant wolf turned and began to charge at Alye along with the ten smaller ones. Naraku held back for now. She wanted to see what this mage could do. Would she be able to handle the might of Fenrir and his numerous pups? It would be interesting to see. "I'll let Fenrir and his friends play with you. Theyves been cooped up for a while and need some exercise." she said with a giggle as the wolves all tried to attack. They worked in a seamless team using each other to create openings, leaping over each other and even onto each other in order to strike. Naraku watched for a moment smiling and then floated back into the shadows. As she did so she appeared to vanish entirely, but in reality she was still right there. Her hell demon powers gave her natural camouflage in shadows making her near invisible. However, she had not entered the shadows for that reason. She was no coward and would not run, particularly if it meant leaving Fenrir behind. However, she was also no fool. So she hadn't come into the shadows to hide. No, she came to consume them trying to heal herself in case Fenrir fell. She'd need all the power she could get. made by kiwii at btn & ote!

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"Well... You've got a point there, I guess." Abbi said as she smiled in the sunlight a bit. She was glad she'd be able to see the enemies coming now. Then, as a savage skull mook was revealed suddenly in the light, her eyes widened and she quickly dashed to the side, trying to take a tactical position in the fight as Aeon was suddenly attacked. Abbigail winced slightly as Aeon took a few hits, and (hoping Aeon was still ok) she tried her best to stay quiet, because she thought that the shadow mage hadn't noticed her yet.

Abbigail looked around nervously for some sort of weapon to arm herself with, and soon enough she remembered the rock she had chucked through the wall. She let out a small, happy gasp as she remembered it, knowing it would work quite well against the shadow mage. Once she saw that Aeon was still conscious, Abbi began getting to work retrieving the rather large rock that she had chucked through the wall of a building earlier. With a smirk, she yanked it roughly out of the rubble, grunting a bit as she did. Then, she waited for the perfect time to attack, sneaking around behind the shadow mage. Good... Make sure he's distracted... Thank god I remembered this rock. And I still haven't used that spell yet~ This is going well so far.. Abbi thought, talking to herself in her head.

Suddenly, Aeon was on her feet again and blocking the dark mage's whip attacks with a surprising amount of confidence. Abbi heard the man brag something about being able to see all the shadows in the area if he tried, and she couldn't help but giggle a bit. Now, as the man was distracted with Aeon, Abbigail sneaked just a bit closer before chucking the huge rock into the air. Then, in an instant, the boulder multiplied into 9 boulders floating in the air around the dark mage, ready to attack. To add a bit of flare to this attack, as Abbi so enjoyed doing, she shouted the spell's name along with her type of magic, "Arc of Time; Flash Forward!!!!" As Abbigail's voice rang out through the destroyed intersection, the 9 boulders sped inward towards the dark mage, striking him all over his body rapidly and quickly knocking him out, leaving Abbi to stand over him while smirking. "We make a pretty good team, huh?" Abbigail asked, noticing that she, herself, was finally feeling confident about the battle just like Aeon seemed to.

Ooc: Following up on the metagaming or slight godmodding: I am allowed to auto-dodge the attacks, but I cannot prevent the summoning of any of Lich's puppets, I will be taking advantage of the openings it leaves me.

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To Zeno's own surprise, the embodiment of the void charged at him with a scythe ravaging the earth. The demon's speed was fast, but matchable. As earth and rocks were sent flying upward from the ground as the powerful scythe arched through the air in a deadly fashion, Zeno found himself prepared.

As soon as he noticed Lichborne's muscles twitch, a few cards appeared in Zeno's hand as he dodged incoming rocks and dirt by ducking elegantly while jumping back a pace or two. He had full confidence his allies would take care of themselves in this instant. As the scythe rose from the ground and swung hungrily from left to right, eager to slash him to bits, Zeno moved out of the line of attack repeatedly. He watched the void pass him by as the air seemed to get split in half over and over again. In a final moment, right after Zeno dodged a potential decapitation he was open... or so it seemed. Lichborne did not hesitate an instant to lunge forward with the back end of the scythe to hit Zeno into the air. As it appeared, Zeno was sent flying and cards flew everywhere.

In reality, Zeno had pushed off with such excellent timing that he used the momentum to activate his cards in such a manner that a unique combination arose. All the cards dissolved into a huge torrent of arcane energy. The energy followed Zeno's path and flew towards him, but between him and the swirling mass of energy was The Wheel of Fortune. The wheel spun around at an insane speed as the energy passed through it after with it became one with the swirling mass. The energy's speed was doubled and by the time Lichborne was almost finished creating his Theater of the Dead, the energy had engulfed Zeno entirely. Moments later, the energy settled in the form of an aura following the silhouette of a mighty arcane being.

The entity was known as The Divine, Zeno's most powerful arcane posession.

As Lichborne continued to summon his very own honor guard from the ground, Zeno examined the situation quickly from behind the mask of the Magician. The Emperor's crown representing his power sat immovable between his Devil horns. Dark red fur covered his shoulders and body following the pattern of the Emperor's attire and allowing the Magician's arcane cape to wave with the wind. His red skin tone and muscular structure seemed to heat up the air around him as he swung the Emperor's arcane blade from left to right. Power burst from him like heat from a volcano and to top it of, the Wheel of Fortune had doubled his already rediculous speed.

The whole process had happened so fast, Lichborne must have had too little time to properly notice and analyze what was going on. Because as the undead king rushed out to attack Shuhei, Zeno had already disappeared.

Pressure insensified in the air as the Eclipse Soul guildmaster reappeared perfectly alligned with 5 of Lichborne's puppets. The Fairy Tail wizards that had been reunited after death in Lichborne's sick mindgame and one of the wraiths. Zeno couldn't allow Heero to have to deal with this. Kaine would not get to him, and there would be no distractions.

"I'm sorry."

The guildmaster whispered as he instantly swung his sword faster than the eye could follow. A vortex of arcane blades flew from the Emperor's katana and raged forward. Lichborne was leading a charge with two other wraiths. At this speed, the poor souls could never escape the impending Suit of Swords attack, and neither could the Dead Wraith. This attack was a tremendous amount more powerful than the original that even the wraiths would not survive. The swirling mass was a tornado of blades that would shred the puppets to pieces and blow them away.

Verge that moment. And as what both have agreed, when Verge dies, Loch'ness is liable to possess Verge's body. Also, his appearance will as well. The body lie in the battlefield and covered with blood. His blood.

Meanwhile in the Spirit World, Verge's soul met Loch'ness."So... now that I am dead, you will take over my body?" he said in disappointment, bowing his head down. "Hm... don't worry. You will live again soon when my memories are going to be regained." Loch'ness's eyes blazed blue fire like the fierce, cold flame. "What do you mean?" He rose his head, and ask out from curiosity and confusion. Loch'ness posed himself, crossing his arms and bent his knees. Cold energy emanated from him. It is Iced Shell. "What are you doing? Why are you casting Iced Shell?" "I want to save your soul. I modified Iced Shell so that my memories will turn into ice rather than my body." He released much magic power from himself,and his eyes blazed fiercely. "ICED SHELL - CEREBRAL DIVISION!" In time, ice started to come forth on Verge's soul, encasing it in ice. And while that is happening, Loch'ness started to disappear and dissolve, a sign in which possession is taking place.

Slowly, he is dissolving in the air, and eventually, he vanished from the Spirit World.

Back in Earth Land, the Verge's eyes opened, glowing sky blue. He was lifted in mid-air,and magic power enveloped him. Slowly, his appearance is changing.His hair turning silver white, his body size decreasing, and his clothes changing. Verge's body is now transforming into what seemed of a child. It was Loch'ness. After the transformation, the eyes were closed. Slowly, he opened, revealing that the eye color changed from black to violet. "Aha...I did it! I possessed Verge...Now I must stop-" Moments after, his eyes started burning. It hurt so bad that he covered his eyes with his hands, and closing his eyes. "AUUUGGGHH!!! IT BURNS!!! IT-" as he placed away his hands from the face and opened his eyes, his eyes glowed blue. Blue like a sapphire. As his eyes were burning, his memories started fading. Slowly fading, and not a single memory remained, except for reading, writing, and understanding languages. His magic, he can't also remember. Slowly, his eyes are not burning anymore, and his eyes returned to normal. He bowed his head and stared at the ground."Where.. am I? Who am I?" He questioned himself. Not a single memory remained in his brain.

In the a spacial area, the silver haired boy stood. Loch'ness looks like a 10 year old. He doesn't remember his name, and his magic. He doesn't know anything anymore.

Aeon would smile with a small tinge of glee as the Shadow Mage of Savage Skull took multiple large boulders to the back while he was distracted with Aeon’s words. He collapsed to the ground without another word, asides a light gasping for air, his eyes rolled back into his head. Aeon would grin as she had taken in the feeling of victory. “Yes! Yes! That was awesome!” she would exclaim with an immense grin. She quickly ran over and hugged Abbigail giddily, “I just hope we didn’t kill him.”

With that though, she would turn around and look down at the guy. Aeon was tired, she didn’t know how much more she had in her. “If we run into any more Dark Mages, there’s sure to be trouble for us…” Aeon would say. She would then start walking. She would walk for about a block or two, and then she would look up as she saw a house… “How did you survive this hell?” she would inquire about the house. She would peer in the window. It was kind of dark in the house, but she could make out some shapes.

She would count about 9 figures, “Huh? Are they holding a meeting?” Aeon would slip around the corner, and, had Abbigail followed her, would wave a message that said something along the lines of ‘stay out here and keep watch’ with her hands. Aeon would step around into the building, hoping to whatever powers that be she would have found friendly troops for once. As she would pass through the doorframe, she would see that the people were all looking at her with surprised expressions. One would say, “Who the hell are you?” Aeon would blink for a moment and realize she was wrong, sadly, judging by the Savage Skull brand over one chick’s left eye.

A few magic seals would appear, and Aeon began to think about her magic supply, and how she couldn’t handle this many at once in such cramped quarters. “I see that I’m not wanted here, I’ll just be-“ she was interrupted as she was turning around by a magically charged knife flew past her head, and took out a building a few blocks away with a relatively small explosion. Aeon would start to sweat. “Where d’ya think you’re going, Red?”

Aeon was unable to answer out of fear for her life, these mages causing her some serious trouble. Aeon knew that she was unable to handle the situation herself, she needed help. She panted heavily now… she was in too much trouble. “Who’s asking?” she would ask, in a choking manner, like she had no air. The group all laughed, and the chick spoke, “Leader of Savage Skull’s greatest Team, The Heart Stabbers. Most can only call me death, I’ll let you know to call me Ling Deathchild.” Aeon would only become more stressed… by the answer she received, she was in some of the deepest shit she could be in. “Now then, Red. Come in here so I can kill ya face to face.”

Aeon would breathe heavily for a moment… but then she would completely, with a straight face, turn around.



“What was that?” spoke Ling in a very angry tone of voice, as she would pull out another knife, this one forming a black cloud of magic immediately.

-The view would extend to the building for a moment… before the whole thing collapsed in on itself. A large cloud of dust would form from this, leaving nothing except a base portion, rubble, and a perfectly square rim of a drywall and shingles and some wood, a couple feet away from the rubble.-

A figure stepped out of the dust cloud, having been on the edge enough to not get hit by the rubble. Having crushed all of the squad, this figure would walk out, having a slight smirk on her face, “Damn, it’s about time I got in on this action. If she’d have held out much longer there wouldn’t have been any goddamn Dark Mages to beat down.” Her tone of voice was similar to Aeon’s but it was a bit gruffer in its use. This person would walk over to Abbigail, helping her up if she was down, and would speak, “You alright? I only dropped the house on their head, it shouldn’t have got you too bad, hahahaha!”

HELL QUEEN NARAKU "Bow Before Your Queen!" Naraku watched with curiosity as her pet's opponent unleashed a powerful acid based water attack. The pups yelped and screamed in agony as the fur and flesh was stripped from their bodies. Fenrir had been smarter and as soon as the seal had formed had leapt back, which was wise. However, now he let out a roar of anger. His friends would reform eventually, but seeing their pain and anger infuriated him. However, what infuriated him more was they he couldn't even get near the woman in order to get his revenge. Naraku let out a sigh and walked from the shadows causing the camouflage that was natural to her to fall away like a black liquid. "Fenrir...wait for the acid to finish...then get your revenge...until then leave this one to me." she stated and the wolf reluctantly walked away and waited, watching for the acid to dissapear. Naraku knew she couldn't get close. That acid would eat away at her as easily as it would the pups. Her armor was pretty much wrecked and wouldn't last long either so it was a battle of range. That was the only way forward. She raised her hand and formed her own magic seal "Spike Storm." she stated launching a flurry of 50 dark spikes towards her opponent. This was a C rank spell so wasn't overly strong, but every set of ten would altogether do C rank damage, so it was five C ranks worth. It had a slightly wide spread and she would move her aim to hit her opponent if they tried to dodge. "Let's see how quick you really are." made by kiwii at btn & ote!

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Abbigail, slightly surprised that she had managed to down the mage at first, would actually look quite shocked, before forcing herself to clear her throat and stand up straight, smirking confidently down at the guy and saying, "I hope that hurt. Now don't hit my friend again! And pass on the word, that we're gonna make life even more hell for you dark mages than you could have imagined!" After saying this she laughed confidently and smiled over at Aeon. "Isn't that right, partner?~" She asked, walking over to Aeon's side and patting her firmly on the shoulder.

She nodded quietly as Aeon pointed out that they'd be in trouble if they ran into more dark mages. It was true, that was for sure, unless they were really smart about how they went around the city. They needed their wits, relying on power wouldn't cut it for long after what they'd been through. Abbi wouldn't be able to use her spell any more for a while, and Aeon was already tired. They needed a new approach, and fast. "Yeah, you're sure right about that.. I don't know how much more of this we can go through before you just collapse, and I'm left to fend for myself without your bad-assery to cover my butt. She said as she walked calmly alongside Aeon. Then an idea hit her, but she didn't voice it yet, she was still working out the details.

"Huh? What do you...." She asked as she heard Aeon speaking, not noticing the house at first, but she cut off her question as she saw a mostly untouched building and just stared at it for a moment, wondering the same thing that Aeon was. It did look like they were having some sort of meeting, and that was just no good. They were getting organized... That had to end soon. Can't have organized bad guys, nope nope. Nine of them, Abbi counted, maybe ten, but she wasn't sure. Her immediate assumption on who was inside the building was different then Aeon's, but she didn't realize that Aeon had planned to actually go in and try to meet with them. "Ok, but I don't really know what you plan to do.." She said, thinking to herself that Aeon was about to tea-bag a hornet's nest if she got noticed.

Aaaaaand she got noticed. Abbi sighed angrily as she heard the surprised 'who the hell are you' coming from one of the people inside, and it definitely wasn't Aeon's voice from what she could tell. She was about to charge into the building when a knife flew out of the door and blew up a building a few blocks away, causing Abbi to reel backwards and fall on her ass, stifling a loud scream that was about to escape her lips so that at the very least she could come in with the element of surprise if when she got back up. She shuffled back a few feet, then got up quietly, the reason for her backing up being that if she had gotten up next to the door, they would have seen her head as she bent forward. Her mind was going into overdrive as she thought long and hard about how to help her new friend. One thing was for sure, she couldn't be alone in there with all those dark mages, especially when she was this tired. No, she had to find a way to help somehow.

Abbi got closer to the door and listened around the corner carefully, hearing Aeon speak, and then the woman's voice responding in a cocky, evil manner. Abbi's eyes widened, just for a moment, then she narrowed them again, not sure if the woman was just bluffing or talking up her role in savage skull. She had to be careful not to let the opponent have more power than they actually had; in a battle if you believed an opponent was strong they'd be harder to beat, because you already fear them. That was not to say they should be underestimated though, they could definitely slaughter a lone, tired, D-rank mage, and this worried Abbigail deeply.

Silence. The sound of breathing. More silence. These were all Abbi heard before... IT happened for the first time. The sound of Aeon shouting, but in a new voice. One that was different in a very strange way, the tone of which was only slightly different, her actual voice sounding no different. But no, it was something deep down all the way to Aeon's soul itself that was making this voice different, not the actual sound. Something sick, crazy, insane, still good but brutally unforgiving. That's all Abbi could manage to explain it as, and the last words that she heard the 'leader' of the small, elite group of savage skull members was 'what was that'. It was appropriate, because the whole situation was so strange.

Abbigail, no longer trying to remain quiet just gulped as she looked around, trying to make sure no more were coming. She was actually quite freaked out for once in her life, her whole body trembling, scared of the new woman, her confidence and brutal presence, matched with the power Abbi already new Aeon possessed, was a fair thing to be afraid of after all. Now, as Abbigail kept watching, the building to her back just collapsed inwards, the sound of rubble falling, people screaming, bones crushing. It was all filling Abbi's ears and she let out a nervous laugh, shuddering. She was glad the mages were dead, but she hoped dearly that the new Aeon wouldn't stick around. She knew for a fact that she couldn't handle working along side someone so... Angry, and violent.

She turned, backing away from the building slowly to get a better look at what had happened, and soon enough her eyes widened again as she got an idea, smiling a bit. The smile faded, though, as she saw Aeon come out of the building slowly, smirking in a way that Abbi found to be quite evil. Trembling slightly, she spoke, "W-who the hell are you? What do you mean by that?" She asked roughly, hiding her trembling voice by trying to sound upset or angry. She wanted to know what Aeon had meant by 'if she had held out much longer', but as she asked the question her clairvoyance kicked into gear and she dodged out of the way of a rather large boulder by dropping down, rolling forward and coming to a stand again, glaring at what ever it was. Thankfully, it didn't appear to actually be an attack on them, just debris flying around from destruction all over the place. "Oh whatever... I guess it doesn't matter.. More important matters and all that.... But you'll need to explain this to me next time we get a chance. At least you still seem to be on my side..." She said, mostly to assure herself that she didn't have to worry... for now.

She turned, now, and waved for Aeon to follow her, hoping whoever she now was would at least be somewhat of a team player and actually follow her, but just for good measure she added in the words, "C'mon then. More bad guys to 'down'." She now had her plan complete in her head, and it would require some of her explosive lacrima. She had brought about 6 with her, in a pack on her back, and as she walked she looked around for what looked like it used to be a tall building. After only a minute of walking, she spotted a foundation and frame work that was clearly the base of a fairly tall house or city building, and she put her hands up to it, magic circles appearing all over the framework and working full-speed to restore the building to it's former glory. It would take a little while, but she had Aeon to cover her, and she didn't seem to be tired any more, so she could risk leaving herself open for a little while. Assuming Aeon followed her, she began to speak over her shoulder. "Hey, you gonna cover my back? It's gonna take a bit to get this thing back up on it's feet... Just make sure those bastards from Savage Skull don't get to me. Kill'em if you feel like it, I just need cover. And don't let them break my building, please." Aeon's little stunt with dropping the house on the Savage skull members gave Abbi an idea, and one that she thought would be fairly entertaining, and effective.

The sight of the tall building suddenly raising up, seemingly on it's own, would suggest, even from far away, that there were mages over there trying to erect some form of shelter from the war raging on around them, drawing in about 9 Savage skull mooks to check it out, in hopes that they would get some action and maybe even kill the mages responsible for rebuilding the wreck of a house. Abbi really hoped that Aeon would have her back, and that this burst of energy inside Aeon would last for a while, otherwise they'd be screwed if any dark mages showed up earlier than expected. "Once this is done being restored, we're gonna plant some explosive lacrima inside, then hide somewhere nearby and when they go in, I'll release my spell, collapsing the building on top of them and setting off the lacrima inside. That should surely take care of them. Sound good?"

The Loch'ness who possessed Verge has lost his memories. 'Iced Shell - Cerebral Division' has cost him all of his memories just to preserve Verge's soul in the Spirit World. In a spacial area full of debris, Loch'ness stood in the center, bowing his head. He has no idea who he is and where he is. The debris mean nothing to him, as he didn't know what happened. So much for that, he looked around. The chaos. Every building in ruin... The war is not yet over. The improved Iced Shell backfired on him. Every memory on his brain, erased. For one more moment, he stood there motionless and emotionless. His unblinking eye signifies that he is thinking.

Although his memories faded, he felt a strong magical disturbance. "What's that?" he wondered. Slowly, he walked towards which seemed to be a battle. It was the Lich versus Zeno and the others. He hid and observed the fight.

As fire and chaos spread through the town, Simon darted through the ruined streets, he had no idea what to do, every person there was a skilled combat trained mage and Simon had little to no true combat experience. He didn't want to just run away like a coward, but he didn't feel like he could really do any good either. His indecision and fear burned inside of him as the sky roared with lightning and havoc ravaged the town he had learned to call home, to fight or flee, to sacrifice his body or his pride, to protect himself or his town, in the end a dark mage made the choice for him.

As Simon watched the fray from a dark alley he heard foot steps behind him followed by a voice "Would you look at that, a poor little kid lost in a war zone. It would be a terrible shame if something where to happen to him. Simon spun around and saw a tall but skinny man walking towards him, he wore a leather shirt and bloody trousers, chains and daggers where pinned all over his outfit, his hair was ruined and dirty and his face hidden by shadows. In his hand was a vicious looking dagger that he fingered and twirled as he walked, he was still maybe 18 meters away when he raised it into a throwing position "Should have stayed with your parents little boy." the dagger flew through the air, straight towards Simon's ribs. He had barely enough time to raise his Blitz Ball up to deflect the dagger "I'm not just a little kid! I a mage of Fairy Tail and I'm going to fight to protect my friends and guild from dogs like you!" "Right of course you are kid, your reflexes are impressive but that doesn't matter. You may call me a dog, but you are going to die like one."

Simon  dropped his Blitz Ball, clapped his hands together and began to draw them apart, a glowing orb of magic forming in his hands " We will see about that! Power Spike!" The glowing orb, now the size of volley ball flew into the air and Simon spiked it at the dark mage. As the orb rapidly closed the short distance between them, the mage threw up his right hand and twirled his fingers, and a small barrier or daggers formed in the air in front of him. The sphere crashed straight through the barrier and hit the dark mage in the face. His head jerked back, but he remained standing "You little punk, I was going to play with you a little, but now, now you are going to die painfully, and you are going to die now!" He summoned two large dirks that where more like swords then daggers, but judging from this guys tastes in weapons Simon assumed they where technically daggers, he then charged Simon swinging then wildly.

As the distance between them closed to only 5 meters, Simon activated his secondary high speed magic and charged straight at the dark mage "Eagle Sweep!" Simon slid across the ground in a sweep kick, effectively tripping the dark mage who fell into a broken crate that had been abandoned in the alley during the evacuation. Simon pulled himself off the ground and was getting ready to prepare another spike, when a dagger went into his shoulder with a sickening thud. The older mage rose to his feet laughing as Simon dropped to his knees clutching the stabbed shoulder. Simon's frail body was already failing from the strain of the wound, and he failed to fight back the tears that where streaming down his face "You should have ran when you had the chance kid" Simon looked up to him, he held one of his long daggers the other abandoned on the ground (presumably from when he threw the dagger that was now in Simon's shoulder) now he stood above Simon ready to end his short life "I had to... at least try..." the dagger wielding fiend laughed maliciously "Yeah yeah you gave it your best try, but because it you now get to die!"

"No!" Simon released his hands from his injury and clapped them together, he hastily cast a desperate spell as the dark mage brought his dagger down towards his throat"Phantom Spike!" he smashed the dark orb into the ground, and the alley filled with a vile smoke. Both Simon and the dark mage where immediately consumed in agony, Simon cried out and more tears spilled from his eyes, while the dark mage reeled back trying to fan away the smoke. Simon fought through all the pain, and used his high speed magic to force himself to his feet and aiming towards the direction of the dark mages screams he aimed one last spell "Heavy Spike!" the large orb soared through the smoke, between his luck, the size of his projectile, the size of his target and the close range the spell his the dark mage in the gutt.

He fell to the ground with a thud, the spike knocking the wind out of him, and it's excessive weight pulling him down combined with the pain coursing through his body overwhelmed him and his strength gave out and his consciousness slipped away.

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Simon forced himself to run from the alley, escaping from the painful smoke. He stood in an abandoned street for a minute, triumphant, before crashing to the ground. He had managed to remove the dagger from his shoulder and wrap the wound with a torn off piece of his sleeve, but it was all far too much strain on him and he passed out from his injuries.
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