A Grand Feast

The piercing blade of Amalie's rapier slashed through the air at rapid speed, moving towards a terrifying behemoth of a creature with the intention of delivering a lethal blow. This demonic entity had a peculiar body, like the skull of a beast with a fleshy skinless back, a second smaller skull protruding from it's back, tubes attached from his back. Amalie did not look herself either, she had currently taken on the form of Angelus Vastitatem. Her skin was white as snow, her eyes glowed a demonic red, and two white horns protruding from her crown. Her long usually pale-blue hair was now white, and all the way down her front, her body was covered in strange glowing lesions. The beast dodged her attack, rolling to the side, it would spin to the left, opening its mouth. From which several carbon barrels extended from its maw. It would fire a giant blast of demonic energy.

"Translocation."

Amalie's body would vanish, causing the giant burst of demonic energy to blast into the floor of the training grounds, scorching the earth them. She would reappear in an instant just above the beast. Falling from the sky, she brought her rapier down towards the base of the beasts apparent neck. And stopped a second before impact. She would hold the sword there before, slowly pulling back; she moved off of the beast. Stepping off lightly, she would drop to the ground. Turning towards the demonic beast. "Good work Belial, that'll do for today." She said although her tone was especially stoic in this form, she would show her appreciation by stroking the creature face softly. The monster would growl deep in it's through, unable to speak, somehow Amalie was able to tell, he appreciated it. She would reverse the effects of her takeover, allowing Anima's magic to seep away. Her body would slowly return to its previous form. Belial would also disappear, returning to the void in which he was kept when she was not in this form.

"He's grown quite attached to you." The voice of the fifth seal would echo through the air, she smirked, "He's not so bad, once you get used to him." She responded earnestly. When Anima had told her about the fallen angel linked to the Angelic hybrid form of hers, she had been curious and wanted to meet him. Admittedly, he was a hideous and terrifying beast, but there was a great sense of power that emanated from the beast, and the instate contractual connection that linked the two of them. She could sense his feelings, and he in kind, could sense hers. She had wanted to do some training with him to see how they fought together. Hence why she'd gotten up especially early this morning to spar with him, a means of making sure she could have the training grounds to herself. She didn't need one of her guildmates seeing Belial and attacking him by mistake. Not that the beast couldn't handle himself, but she figured it might be a difficult one to explain to Sivvy and Johann if her demonic pet accidentally incinerated someone in the guild.

Her intentions following her training had been to return to bed. However, all of that early-morning exercise had worked up quite an appetite. The takeovers certainly tended to take a physical toll on her afterwards. She made her way out of the Guildhall, moving towards the mess hall. Perhaps, she could grab something from the mess hall, if the kitchen staff were even up to this early, she wasn't exactly sure of which their schedules ran up to. The closer she got, however, she would begin to notice the distinct smell of freshly cooked food. It was a delightful aroma, even Amalie would find her mouth water a little from it. As she entered the hall, she would be seen to be wearing gym shorts, a black tank top and trainers, tying her hair back into a ponytail as a means to lift it off her face. She was a little sweaty after that training session, not enough to be concerned, anyone looking at her might have assumed she'd come in from a jog. She spotted Sivvy, standing by the entrance of the kitchen in nothing more than a t-shirt and underwear. Amalie blinked in surprise before approaching. "Sivvy? What's going on?" She said peeking around the doorway to take a look in.

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