Elysium vs Fairy Tail

It was another day in Magnolia, the sky was Blue the citizens of the city were bustling about with their business, however it was quiet in the cathedral today barely anyone inside besides Janet. Janet had made her way to Magnolia with her Guild, Elysium the time was nigh and they have been planning for months on how to deal a blow to the guild known as Fairy Tail. They were easily one of the stronger go with Magnolia one of the more influential ones in the world. There isn't a person in the world who doesn't know the name Fairy Tail and what the skilled stand for whether it was past or present. However today people would be knowing them for something different, as Janet stood in front of the alter she had waited, her hope today was to break the illusion of Fairy Tail strength, and destroy the sense of security and maybe get a Slayer or two out of the deal. There plans were in motion just needing a bit more time but you need to make sure one person was out of the way one person would be dealt with for the time being. Fairy Tail Guild Master would have to be handled before they could start the operation. Janet had done her research on him and decided to put a request out for him meet him here at posing as a client knowing that they were mercenary company now she didn't figure he would decline such an invitation. If the reputation was with Janet heard about as of late she was positive he would show up. She would be standing at the altar with her Hood up and her cloak wrapped around her body not wanting to show off her dragon scales or show up any sign that she was one of the Warlords of Fiore doing her best to keep a low profile and act like another citizen tell he showed up at least. She has the utmost faith that her Guild was doing the same as well, they all knew the plan for the day they all knew their job and they all knew what was going to happen. They weren't strong enough to survive this and that will be another story however for now she had her up most faith in her family. She wanted the world to know that her family were strong, and they were not one to be trifled with. Quietly she would wait until she heard Cathedral doors open with a small smile on her face waiting for the get Fairy Tail Guild Master Mura to show his face, she was eager to get a chance to destroy another Slayer in the world, but most of all she was eager to see the the world's reaction to their presence and what would happened to Fairy Tail today.

WC: 480

The squeaky sound of scrubbing a soaped sponge against the edges of a common toilet seat would meet the few who ventured to empty their bladders in the bathrooms of Fairy Tail’s guild hall. Hygiene was of great importance, and despite Kumiko having insisted that she helped out with the maintenance of their items, Mura’s heart still felt a bit ached by Nessa’s rebuke. A rebuke that had passed quite a long time ago, more than a year, but he’d do anything to avoid ending in such an awkward situation again. At least, it built character; who knew a Master of such a huge and famous guild tend to such troublesome labor?

With his white cloth covering the front of his head, he finished his job and wiped his forehead in relief. The place looked clean, the toilets reflected your face on them, and you could possibly eat from the faucets without contracting any bacteria. Kyuken simply spectated him, not motivated to aid him in any way like this as the samurai ghost was easy to distract. Zirconis, on the other hand, wanted none of this and would rather spend his time outside near the job board where Adam (the bartender) rushed over to the dragon ghost in urgence.

“Where’s Mura? There’s a notice up requesting his sword from… uh, the client has decided to not state their name. Should I-” the bartender informed Zirconis. The dragon ghost would quickly take a look at the paper held in front of his draconic, sharp eyes; it was true, no name signed under. Once the paper was in the hands of the grumpy dragon ghost, it wouldn’t take long before he found his way to where Mura was exiting the toilets. The guild was at the time of the day where most - if not everyone - that he had basically grown with and bonded closely to were present. Too bad that a quest was at hand.

“Hmh, no name? Ain’t that suspicious… let’s find out exactly why they decided so,” the shaman suggested his two ghostly pals. Another look would circulate around the walls of the guild, eyeing his guildmates as they went on with their own businesses, duties and chats.

So many people to catch up with, but the paper in his hand requested his imminent assistance. He could always return later…

The cloth was torn off from his head and simply tossed aside. Before heading out, he went to the bar’s front and picked up his two most valuable weapons, Harusame and Futsu no Mitama. He would never go out on a mission without those two on his hips, ready to be unsheathed at the note of danger or direct combat. Once they were readied, he waved Adam goodbye for now and walked out of the guild hall, its gates slamming shut with a solid clap.

The Cathedral, huh… it had been a while since Mura helped out a poor soul trapped to the bell of the old church who now made it ring every morning, every mid-noon and every sunset tirelessly. However, this notice couldn’t have come from that guy, since watching the bell’s shining glow was more urgent than talking. The writing style was new… a little too formal, given that most people wouldn’t worry about the beauty of their scripts when their house was haunted or when their relatives were attacked.

At the foot towards the entrance to the Cathedral, Mura did notice the presence of a mage inside. Now, it was getting a little suspicious… this magic felt primal but suppressed. Did the notice come from a wizard?

Well, only one way to find out… Mura would force the doors open with ease, meeting the hooded gaze of a feminine figure standing further at the other end of the hall inside of Kardia Cathedral. Not much could be said about their appearance other than that, but they did emit an aura akin to a… dragon?

“…” Why were they hooded? From who did said person hide herself? Could it be that a fugitive or a runaway prisoner sought his aid in clearing their name or covering their tracks? Not exactly something that Mura wanted to do without any context to convince him.

“Are you the one who put up this notice?” Mura spoke to the hooded figure while lifting the paper up in front of him.

WC: 731

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Elysium VS Fairy Tail is set in motion! The first round is to set up people's doings, and the next round will have the Boss Dragon emerge and attack the guild hall! I hope that you'll all enjoy this bout between us ^^

Greatly impressed by the hands on leadership style Mura is demonstrating in the guild in leading a cleaning drive, Leo found himself in the streets of Magnolia with a content smile underneath the large hood overshadowing his face. He had volunteered to purchase with great initiative and enthusiasm that was somewhat unbecoming to the mostly enigmatic hooded figure that stays at one corner of the guild. Unbecoming enough that most of the guild members found it weird, still others were surprised, even to the point that they only heard about him now, that he wasn't some trophy or warning to other people to not to make too much of a trouble or they'll end up like a bum or prisoner in the corner.  In tow was his daughter Lina who was hopping and skipping along as she held the right hand of her father. The bustling city market had numerous stalls for various needs. The great Magnolian Market. And though the times have introduced other markets, this one was still Leo's preferred destination. The prices and quality of the items are affordable and excellent, and the fact that you can bargain with the shopkeepers are indeed a welcome bonus. Mutterings and various noises filled the market area, as it would appear everyone is out and about the ever so energetic town. The people in the area are on the population's older side as it would seem that the younger of the people preferred the new shopping malls and such.

After a few more minutes of browsing, he had finally found a stall that sells cleaning materials. They stood in front of a table that laid out all the various items with the shopkeeper opposite the two. Lina let go of her dad and started rummaging through the squeaky rubberized items for cleaning while Leo greeted the owner and mentioned what they required. The shopkeeper happily pulled out the item they were looking for and stated an already reasonable price. But Lina who tried to put on her most serious face she could do, tried to bargain with the shopkeeper. The two adults had a laugh about it and jokingly commented at how much of a successful business owner the little girl would be. Leo even patted her head but also told her how this was already reasonable. Lina, who now was also pouting for a few seconds finally conceded and said "Fffiiiiinnnnne."

Lina also did not forget to remind her dad that they should get gloves and other accessories in order to better clean the hall than with just the bare essentials. Finding reason in her words, the swordsman smiled at the little girl and agreed to additional purchases. The vendor was being delighted by the girl's suggestion and felt generous so he gave a discount to the pair for their additional purchase and they happily parted ways. Or rather the two left the owner of the stall stayed there and awaited more customers.

On their way back, they would walk as they had when they were on their way to purchase the items: happily. Leo's spirits are held high today. For it seems that peace has indeed comparatively reign in Fiore since his prime. But he was not blind to many dangers lurking in the shadows, yet he had hope that they can confront them and the worse was behind them. Yes, indeed, nothing this day can make Leo loose hope for this generation as he walked now with pride as he could catch glimpses of the new guild hall.

WC: 592
Leo's Total: 592

It was a day that Temperance couldn't help but grin about. The trickster in her was itching for the chaos to come. Not that she was some wonton diabolical person who desired destruction or death. She was more capricious than that. So when news came to her that Elysium were making their move against Fairy Tail... she couldn't help but have her interest peaked.

But of course, like any heist or job she did, she would never be so foolish to go in hastily or foolishly. For starters, she was dressed in her 'Fool's ' attire. A common look with her thick glasses, jeans and vest. She was in her guise as Sorcerer Weekly's reporter. In this disguise, no one would think she was a dark mage, or the infamous thief "Temperance".

However, some might recognize her with the company of a certain Exceed cat who was nearby-- a black cat with claw-gloves and a witch's hat over her cute head. The cat seemed feral like, but it was an act just as much as Temperance was.

Faustein and Janet were already in position, and she wanted to get a bit closer to the scene of things, but recalled she had to keep a distance as well. As she had wanted, she was into this kind of encounter. Not to cause any serious damage-- but in the end it came to one point.

Those goody-two-shoes fairies needed a shake-up every now and then. If anything to toughen them up, but more so to mess with them a little would be fun. That wouldn't kill them.

She adjusted her glasses as she spied on the cathedral where the meeting was. She didn't know what would transpire at first, but she kept an eye out, hoping to find others. Either her own teammates in hiding-- or perhaps Fairy Tail, for her to interact.

"Mrow... I hope everyone else is okay? But how are we gonna approach them?" Hex asked softly, looking up at the glasses-wearing black-haired woman.

"For now, we cover things. Keep an eye on who is around. We can have fun with the fairies when we get a lay of the land. Besides, you know I love a good entrance. But still... even we can't take those fairies lightly..." she said.

WC: 382

Janet would smile under her her hood as she her his confused voice, the warlord would reach up slowly as she turned around her dragon claw arm would show. she would pull down her hood and let her tail out as she smiled a smile that was innocent but also strangely with Malice, the Warlord of Vengeance doing nothing to hide her intent during the situation. She then spoke the only thing she tried to hide was her giddiness about what she was about to do. "Hello Mura...I wont waste my time with a introduction...as you should know me already…" She said her voice elegant but more draconic letting that sod of ger out today. She assumed that A Wizard Saint would be told about the Warlords, if not then he wasn't worth the introduction. She reached up undoing her cloak letting it fall showing her black scale armor. As the cloak fell she spoke. "I did indeed put a request out for you, so I don't need anything from you...I simply needed you here…." she said with a small hiss not wanting to waste or give him any sort of time she raised her dragon claw into the air letting scales grow on her body, her eye change and other horn grow out as a power magical burst would pulse in the air.

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Meanwhile outside the Church the sky grew black and lightning crackled in the crackled in the are, as the wind picked up blowing as of a storm is coming in. Cost of spell circle would appear in the air from above the church centered on Janet's location. As the circle appeared on a wild Roar will be heard as two claws were then tear it open massive in size as it's silver eyes would shimmer and glow. Now everyone watching would see as a massive Dragon would start to claw and tear its way out of a circle roaring one more time such a loud while that would be heard all over across Magnolia. He was in get one big flap its wings and fly directly towards the guild hall as planned, people on the streets freak as smaller dragons flooded out behind it giving Elysium its sign begin their tasks. It would fly directly towards the guildhall or fairytale in land with a thud outside of it before shattering Windows everywhere around it drawing some building including that of the Guild Hall down the building so study it was not without some damage letting everyone around her and into go home no its presence has a letter one more loud shrieking roar. Its gazed was focused ready to destroy some Fairies and there home as it towered over there guild hall.

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Meanwhile the roars of the massive dragon and minions rang outside cause a sound that would insight fear and panic to most people, to her though it was bliss as she smiled letting her wings span out. She took in a deep breath and then smiled as she looked towards Mura. "the fall of your guild is now at hand and the era of Elysium is now a hand!" She said her smile less innocent now and now full of malice. "Now prepare to fall before me the Dragon Queen of Fiore!" she said as a of it were a fact, she wasn't going to let Mura leave here any time soon, the strong would fight and live, the weak would fall. A little taste of Elysium way of life as she glared down the Mura now just needing to keep him busy for a while everyone completes there tasks.

WC: 610

Dragon at the guild hall:

Once she turned around to face him, Mura got a glimpse of the stranger’s arm, which was the most exposed part of her at the moment. It looked like armor for a moment, until he zoomed in and spotted that it was coated in recognizable layers of sharp scales akin to lizards and dragons. What kind of being was this client? Mura as of yet had no reason to fear for anything as any Fiorian had a slight chance to meet a Dragonkin of some sorts or just be aware of their existence - hell, Mura had met his fair share of half-humans before, so to have one as a client wasn’t alarming.

The tail that she let down proved a little more unnerving; she didn’t have to reveal herself so much if she wanted him to identify her for a half-human or someone along the lines of that. It was first when her hood was pulled down that he focused on her face… and recognized her for who and what she truly was.

Just like so many years ago, he met a famous Dark Wizard without alarm… but this time, it wasn’t by sheer luck. If he remembered right, her name was Janet Cinderfeild, a classified Warlord in the wizard world by the Council. For some reason… he couldn’t help but be reminded of his foolish treasure hunt back in the Forgotten Desert, where he sadly faced another Dark Wizard and a Coming Storm much like the encounter right now.

He didn’t need the memory of what happened back then… it was a handful years ago.
She revealed that she lured him here via the request… the one he held in his hand, which quickly he hid in his pocket and scoffed. There was no time to waste, for she began channeling magic in an assumed attempt to cast a spell. A spell that he didn’t need to see or witness in order to know that he had to stop her; charge at her, attack her, slap her spell away with his own, snuff out her life before another tragedy was to spawn.


And so, he charged at her with his hand clenching Harusame as he pointed it towards her. It was to no avail, for despite his efforts, a moment of staggering was thrown at him by the magical burst causing him to cover his face. That was when the atmosphere grew dark… it was the sky outside. Everything happened rapidly, but the roars and the screams told him of the scenery outside.

Magnolia was under attack by a gigantic creature. Janet must’ve summoned it. That led him to believe that she lured him here to keep him from intervening outside, hence the false flyer. Was there some kind of barrier in the Cathedral? Or would she try and keep him here by force? What was he going to do?

She summoned the unseen beast outside, that much was certain. If he managed to escape her to take it down, she would likely summon another one. She didn’t appear to be out of mana at all, either. No, that wouldn’t do; leaving sight of her was not an option.

Elysium… Mura hadn’t heard of that organization. It was a Dark Guild, likely, and Janet here was likely their Master. That reminded him that there were still a good amount of Fairy Tail Wizards in Magnolia at the moment… he could trust them to… t-to…

His legs weren’t planted solidly. Why was he worrying about them? They could take care of the threats outside; all he had to do was defeat her, right? She was the summoner, so her summoned monster would expire should she be killed. Then that was the plan for now. Fairy Tail had already been through enough invasions at this point - this was just another one. His hands were slid behind his back for a brief moment, discreetly pressing on the iLac mounted on his wrist. Whoever carried one from his guild would get the notice, no matter where they were. That was his quickest line of communication with his guild for now…

A single glance was thrown towards the exit of the Cathedral, figuratively eyeing the guild through all the walls that were soon to shatter. Nessa… Thea, Aven… whoever’s nearby… do your best. It was unlikely that they heard his prayer, but he hoped for the best. What Guildmaster would he be if he didn’t trust his closest mates?

There was no fucking way that he would let this so-called Dragon Queen get away with what she was doing. His katana, Harusame, burst out in white light as Kyuken’s spirit entered it. Quickly, he held the red dagger in his left hand and let his magic surge through both blades, manifesting auric plates of armor and enlarging the former sword into a soul-shattering work of art. Its tip lit up in a bright blitz, and he jagged the blade forward to send a clear ray of rapturing energy straight at Janet. Weaken her, then beat her… that was his strategy for most of his battles. And it worked wonders.

WC: 857
TWC: 1588
@Janet Cinderfeild

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Bliss was a feeling Leo had never felt. He was excited and somewhat satisfied to finally have a taste of it. For all the years he's been alive, he hasn't been able to feel relaxed due to the personal weight and pressure his legacy and family puts him through. Yes, today was the moment of bliss, and -

Nope.

Leo was not destined to feel bliss so it seems, or to have a sufficient enough amount of it for a sufficient amount of time. He was just getting into the feeling of it when dark clouds suddenly formed out of nowhere. A sight that is a textbook sign of impending danger at this point especially for the people of Magnolia. The old man was stopped in his tracks and immediately as if on an instinctive memory, he would gaze upon the Cardia Cathedral, a site that is almost just as synonymous to Magnolia aside from Fairy Tail. The area above the holy place, a magic circle spring forth. In a feeling of hopelessness and  depression, he suddenly lost grip of the goods the just bought and fell to his knees, all the while the dark family crest on his shoulder would sizzle and smoke due to the negative emotions feeding it power. His daughter, Lina, quickly rushed to her father's front and tried to hug him, which was traded by having a father's hand gently be placed on his daughter's back. "I'm sorry Lina. It appears the world hasn't changed at all." he said in a depressed tone, and suddenly a roar was heard  all throughout town that made cower and run while he just slowly lifted his head to take a peek. There was a dragon going after the hall, and he just scoffed at it as he was  not surprised or impressed. "This world only knows death, darkness and destruction... there is no hope for it. Perhaps it does deserve to end, so that a new one can take over." he continued. A black aura emanated out of him and slowly, skeletal hands would reach forth from beyond the dimension, but they would be stopped by the gentle warmth of a small hand basking in light that touch the man's face. He looked down and saw his smiling daughter trying to cheer him up.

"It's going to be ok, dad." she said, as cheerful as she could despite the current situation, smiling at the end. "Times have changed. There are new heroes, and new heroes need new baddies to fight. And baddies are lame because they can't think of anything new to do. And their hope's right here!" she continued placing a fist on her chest, signifying that she was this world's hope. "But the hope's not ready yet hehe. So uhm... can you continue to guide and protect the next generation until they are?"

Leo would just stare at his daughter, thinking of what she has said. And the fact of the matter is, she's right. The people this little girl has surrounded herself with certainly had an effect on her intellectual growth. Yes, people like Mura, Nessa, Mythal and many others are the result of the ways of old made better. He almost felt dumb that he forgot that darkness will always rise to balance the light the heroes of today and of the future shine upon this world and his daughter is one of them. He would be reminded of his vow to protect and guide her and so the old man's spirit, the black magic dispersing completely and Leo stood up and looked at the hero-to-be.

"Go to the government office and help organize an evacuation." he said sternly, which the girl happily zipped through the streets as quickly as she could, the speed of light aiding her to move faster while the old man looked with slightly squinted and had a smirk on his face, filled with a renewed vigor and purpose. There are new heroes of today, and it may be up to the old to guide them, make sure they don't make the same mistakes they did. He certainly has to personally see Lina grow up to be a fine young hero of her own. And though while there were many smaller minions, the real threat was the big one and he didn't pick out the name Dragonbane for himself for nothing. The man quickly dashed through the town, easily leaping on to the buildings, making it so much easier to get to the hall faster by dashing and leaping from building to building.

Once he got to the hall, he open the huge double doors with a snap of his finger, standing outside he announced "I'm sure you can all see, we're being attacked. Magnolia needs to be defended once more. Where's Mura?" and took a quick scan of the place; he was nowhere to be found. He thought he had to deal with this for now as time is indeed of the essence. The man turned around, drew the great sword from his back with his right hand, and clipped his robe off, letting fly off into the wind with his left. The man in the white sleeveless shirt sighed and commented "Ah shit..." then the now free hand he moved it to the right side of his face, forming a fist when it got there, and the pulled it down back to his left side, requipping a very old an nostalgic piece of armor and continued "...here we go again." then we leapt into action, scaling a building very quickly, and jumped higher than the dragon's height. Once he achieved the peak of the jumped he placed his entire weight forward and prepared to position his blade to stab the dragon with force.

The attack was swift and devastating, unfortunately the dragon's scales were tough that it only afforded Leo with some sort of area to hold on to the dragon. He equipped his hammer and yelled "Slam!" as he put the hammer down on the dragon's back sending earth-moving seismic waves rippling across the dragon's back that had to hurt, which of course, it did. Though the creature did not sustain that much damage it was annoyed enough to want Leo off its back, shaking him off and finally grabbing the man and throwing him back down in front of the guild hall seemingly falling like a meteor.

From the dust lifted crater, Leo's hand, clenching a hammer with its head on the ground and used it as a cane to lift himself off, shaking more rubble off of him Yep, that's really tough he mused. In this brief moment, he noticed a person standing nearby a figure whose features were covered by a cloak. And though he wasn't sure who it was, the person - she - felt familiar, this day had been getting more and more nostalgic and interesting so it seems as a smile crept up his face and addressed the woman "Nice to see you again, Sorano." happily, before leaping into action once more and getting on the same spot he was on the dragon's back. Once there, he requipped two of his finest weapons and started rotating them to imitate a saw blade with his telekinetic connection to them and started trying to cut the dragon open which was a tiny bit easier due to the attack from earlier. Helpful yes, but only very very very little.

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Thread Total: 7,777

Already, wizards of the local guild were mobilizing and trying to get the situation under control, the Magnolians were making quick exchanges amongst themselves as to what's happening and various speculations and theories were being thrown before they were made to scramble in panic at the approach of the malevolent creatures coming in their direction. The initial scare then gave way to a mass evacuation that was being conducted by a number of brave souls-- among them a brave young girl-- who gathered as many people as they could together and have those who congregated leave Magnolia and seek refuge in neighboring towns or cities in as orderly a fashion as they could. There were to be some stragglers who weren't quick enough to catch up with the rest of the evacuees, one of them being Granny Easterly Constello-Aria, who absolutely refused to leave despite the frantic pleas of her adult children until she gathered every painted work made by her late father Northerns Astraea Constello. 

Then one of the smaller dragons swooped in and was about to tear the elderly lady apart when Mars quickly came between the two and landed a heavy right hook into the reptilian creature's jaw and sent it swerving into a building. One of Granny Ester's kids was able to gather everything she could before she and one of her brothers helped take their mother to safety and possibly with the rest of the evacuating group. Using his Erythrite Domain sensory, Martian used his heightened spatial awareness to sense out anyone or anything living that might still be close by. Thankfully, no one human beside himself was present in the area he was in and, it was just as well that the lesser dragon he swatted would quickly bounce back and charge at the domesticated barbarian in retaliation to the large welt it now sported. The talons on the scaly beast's lower legs managed to connect in their strike as they hit Mars squarely in his midsection. Except the talons were not only unable to skewer the strange childlike man to do more than the minor damage it actually manage to inflict, but they also weren't able to bring their talons back out, as they were now stuck to a hard carapace that the brawler's body formed around his torso and limbs, acting as a natural form of armor concealed under his clothing.

The non-mage fighter began emanating a red haze, a great deal of heat was coming off of Mars's body due to the tremendous deal of energy he was expending in preparation for battle. Martian Moonie was a member of Fairy Tail despite his inability to use or even produce magic or magical energy. He was an abnormality whose existence and purely biological abilities had no clear explanation. His induction as a member was made fairly recently and happened in an appropriately uneventful way, as no one other than the current Guild Master knew of his membership. This was made evident as, despite receiving the guild's insignia on the back of his neck by Mura himself, his name is not in the guild's official roster. In a rare stroke of insight or out of some highly developed instinct, Mars pleaded with Mura to leave his name omitted from the records so that he could protect Billi.

Bringing his Unexplained Prowess to the fore, Martian wielded the abilities his physiology granted him as if it were second nature, his cheeks reddened with the feverish burning of his strength as he curled his hands into tightened white-knuckled fists and began brutally beating the creature down with blow after heavy blow. When it was done, the boy took the now battered creature's head in both of his hands and, with a strong and quick twist, snapped its neck, killing it. After simultaneously freeing the injured animal from further suffering and permanently eliminating a threat, Mars moved onwards towards the center of Magnolia, his near-closed gaze aimed towards the gargantuan creature that just finished obliterating the guildhall. It was there that some individuals could be seen either very close to the rubble, dug themselves out of the rubble, or were helped out after the guildhall's collapse. The giant dragon was already being engaged by a man who was in impressive shape despite the age that was showing on his weathered yet tireless face, his eyes held determination that was as unyielding as it was ferocious as he landed his attacks on the large monster.

A young woman with silver hair was cradling an unconscious boy in her arms while calling for help. From some magazine, Mars recognized her as Nessa Lux, one of the guild Aces. It was likely she was trying to get help for the teen who was probably in worse shape. Besides the emotional turmoil, she didn't seem to be in any real danger yet unless more of those smaller dragons decided to focus their attack. Without a word, Martian ran in the direction the dragon was in, eager to use his strength and grow stronger. There was a mountain to climb right in front of him, and he was one of the climbers seeking to reach its peak. Only through the attainment of ultimate strength will he attain ultimate freedom.




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The calm always comes before the storm, and so it was that Fairy Tail's day of reckoning started unlike any other. There was no unease in Aven's stride, as he made his way along the Market District, waving kindly to some familiar faces, and conversing with one particular merchant. A street vendor that Aven frequented quite often, Garo was a large set but gentle man that baked and sold pastries. The baker wore a grin as Aven perused his goods. "Stare any longer, and I'll have to charge ya for eating my merchandise with your eyes, Aven, my boy!"

Aven didn't break concentration, his gaze flitting patiently between the jelly-filled donuts and the cinnamon rolls, weighing his options. "This wouldn't be so hard if you didn't make them all so delicious, Garo," He sighed into the glass, straightening to face the baker. "I'll just have to take both of them, I suppose."

Garo shook his head in mock dismay, gingerly scooping the pastries up and into a paper bag. "That's been your order for the past three weeks, and ya still need a whole five minutes to decide?"

Aven laughed, waving the comment away as money exchanged hands, grasping the bag with a bright smile. "Sure, but what if I decided to change my mind? I need to be sure about these kinds of things." Prize in hand, he took off, glancing back over his shoulder. "Until next time, Garo!" The merchants of Magnolia were a lively bunch, no doubt, but the same could be said for most every else in Magnolia. Most days, Aven found, there was just the right amount of excitement and intrigue to satisfy one's wanderlust, a quality the young wizard had come to adore about the area. As he was about to discover, however, today was not like other days.

It came first with a echo of power, a tremulous wave of High Tier Magic being used nearby. Aven's senses snapped into focus, pulled out of their reverie, but not nearly in time to gather any actionable information on the source of the pulse. The result of the spell itself, on the other hand, appeared in the sky in short order, causing a bit of color to drain from Aven's face: a magic circle, monumental in size, had manifested over the Church, sporting glyphs that Aven had only seen in forbidden texts. A summoning circle? Many magics, since the turn of the century, had been streamlined to disregard the use of Magic Circles, in favor of quicker activation times and more discreet casting methods. The only spells that tended to stick to their archaic roots were those of such devastating power that prior knowledge of their casting was a non-issue... which placed the threat of the Dragon tearing its way into reality at a gruesome level.

The bag of pastries fell from his grip, scattering out of the paper and onto the cobble.

In the heat of the moment, Aven could feel something calling out to him. Perhaps just the ghost of a feeling, that echoed out from the Guild Mark on his left hand. He held his hand up for a moment. Mura... His eyes darted back up to the sky, where the Dragon was making an aggressive dive, its movements pointed and deliberate, as though it had a target. It swooped down and landed with a massive quake, right around... the Guild Hall!

Aven was in shock. Magnolia was... no, Fairy Tail was under attack! Thoughts reeled through his head, questions of who and why, all jumbled in a panicked mess as he scrambled to analyze the situation. Lost in his own confusion, he stood stock still, unable to bring himself to action. The clatter of glass against stone, the splintering of wood, and the desperate cries of hopeless onlookers bombarded his senses, surrounding him with an aura of dismay. One voice, however, cut through the murk as clear as day, a cry of anguish that sent chills down his spine.

NESSA!?!

Almost unbidden, Aven's body surged with a dark power, small particles of Dark Matter floating off and around him, cracking the ground as the blood in his veins blackened, darkening his skin. A split second later, he vanished, leaving nothing but a few lingering particles behind him, and appeared in front of the guild, only to view the wreckage, and the heart wrenching scene amidst the destruction: Nessa was kneeling, screaming for help, with a grievously wounded Percy collapsed in her grasp. Tears threatened to spring from his eyes, as the Guild Hall he'd grown to love sat decimated before him, and one of his precious Guildmates broken and battered. Sadness, however, was not the emotion he was feeling: there was something foreign in its place, a burning that began to engulf his chest, as he strode forward through the splintered beams, to stand by Nessa and Percy.

Aven's eyes were hard as steel as he surveyed, their usual soft glint lost among a burgeoning sea of rage, his eyes fixed up at the dragon. There was a young man he didn't recognize , glowing with a crimson haze, rushing forward to engage the mountainous dragon, the beast already flanked by a grizzled form he could swear he recognized from somewhere, shearing into the dragon's flesh blow by blow. Aven spoke, unnatural vibrations in his voice causing it to cut through the dirge of battle. "You know, I told you that I'd always be there when you needed help, Nessa." He glanced down, a sort of numbness in his expression. "And as an Alveron, I'm a man of my word." He gritted his teeth, his brow furrowing dangerously, as he glared back up at their foe. "But I hope you'll look away for what comes next; today, I may break my Oath of Purity..." Aven's eyes burst into a black abyss, as his left arm became inundated with a storm of swirling black particles, and his right hand began to gather bright, golden energy, and he howled, "BECAUSE I'M GOING TO BURY WHOEVER DID THIS!"

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[Thread Count Total: 9,909.]

HP: 200.
MP: 10,965/10,965 (Spent 660 MP, regained 1,096.)

Active Shielding on all nearby Fairy Tail Members (Besides Percy): ~35,000 (Appx. 34937.5)

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Having come a little unprepared on her first trip into Magnolia had not been much of her best choice in this case. Much to the brunettes choice to carry her materials with her from place to place, she has thought to save herself some time and trouble having to lug it from one town to the next before finding the next place in which she could settle down in. In the meantime, she was able to set her belongings in a place akin to a storage facility and keeping it to a unique system only allowing mages with their specific magical “signature” of sorts were able to get into it. It was a way to keep items in which she had for the time she spent here in Fiore, however there wasn’t much that she could attest to in finding a source of whom made the equipment she carried with her. Whomever it was either passed a long time ago or this wasn’t really an item from which the new Fairy Tail member could conclude was made in this country.

With little money left after housing her materials, she was left to wear this gear until she arrived back in Magnolia to save the stress of carrying it and also saving herself money should she need anything in an emergency. Unfortunately for her, the little left in her pocket would be unable to scratch the surface of the emergency ahead of her.

As the view of Magnolia came to her eyes from atop a nearby hill, the sight former sight of the guild hall was gone. Nothing but smoke appearing from where the towering hall once stood. Taking no other time to wash over in shock of the sight, the brunette ran into the town as fast as she could. The sound billowing of an voice echoing through the town had her slid to a stop at the border of the town where those in the streets nearby were fleeing towards. Without stopping them at all, she would. She continued her rush down into the town, listening to this boisterous voice mocking the actions of those valiantly fighting to save lives and defend themselves. A sickening sound none the less. The amount of seething anger that would have welled up in her would be immeasurable, however her time in this world had shown her how lethal clouded judgements can be when they got to a point that they couldn’t even remember what had happened.

Streets booming with this annoying voice has rung out more and more, which did fuel the dislike for technology to be the way it was, however if it wasn’t for this, who knew what would happen instead. Her eyes peered to these to watch each screen to see the sickly looking male dressed in a very tacky and badly designed suit. But she could see while watching that one of these copies or perhaps a set of triplets of some sort had been among the streets. If she could get to him, perhaps she could get closer to the person actually running this and get this feed cut. Dangerously stalking through the middle of emptying streets had been This armor clad mage in search for the one bee to begin poking the hornets nest. Not that it was hard to spot such a person, she had managed to spot him just down the road and minding the chaos around them. Oddly enough, the spotting of her target put a smile on her face, picking up a rock and beaming it at the hooded “field reporter”, Elizabeth continued to walk closer to him, armed with only her staff and the out of place smile on her face. ”You must bee a little lost, don’t you think?” She spoke up, partially through a mocking sense.

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Off with the evacuation group, Billiam and anyone who happened to have an iLac was given an ingloriously repugnant distraction by what appeared to be a sickly yet surprisingly lively fellow and his identical siblings. The bias that was exuded by this strange individual was obviously leaning towards the invading group who instigated and were currently locked in conflict with Fairy Tail. There were some who voiced their concerns over some of its members as the perspective briefly had a close-up on Nessa and an unconscious Percy. There were others who were understandably frustrated that their homes and livelihoods were likely going to be destroyed by the onslaught, but were resigned to accept it as they saw magic users and the like were equated to walking natural disasters that no normal person could hope to quell. Then, there was the very small but very loud minority who voiced there outrage and hatred towards not only the invaders but mages in general, proclaiming that they were nothing more than freaks of nature whose ungodly abilities enabled them to steal jobs from honest, hard-working normal folk. This group was quickly silenced by the backlash that came from the others, as they-- Billiam included-- stated that, if it weren't for the wizards of Fairy Tail, both their homes and their lives would have been snuffed out long ago.

As the evacuations were well underway, Martian finally made his way to the colossal dragon who was still being bombarded by a myriad of attacks. Already, there were others who joined in with the grizzled warrior who was the first to engage the giant lizard. One mage took flight as he was engulfed in brilliant blue light, his spiky hair matching the hue of the magic he surrounded himself with. This enraged man of glowing blue would strike at the large monster by unleashing a massive torrent of golden energy directly in its face, the impact of the attack causing the ground below to shake from the force while the dragon seemed to remain exactly where it was. Before Mars could even attempt a strike, it took him a fraction of a second to instinctively jump back, the air suddenly had a slightly cleaner scent just above the dragon, and such a thing could only be done when there was a lightning storm.

There it was, a flash of lightning came down almost instantly, its buildup seemed to run in tandem to the gestures of a hooded figure who appeared to be writing something on some invisible chalkboard. This was a young woman it seemed, or so Martian assumed by both the weight of her footfalls as she approached and the frequency of her steps. Through his senses, he knew others of the guild were taking swift strides to help eliminate the immediate threat the enormous reptilian posed. The arrival of one man with snow-white hair was imminent, his hands already poised to lob whatever deadly spells he had at his disposal, Nessa was quick to follow suit. The players have come to the table to draw from the deck of fate to test their luck except that they would all win if their combined efforts yielded the winning hand.

When the dragon was eventually forced to land from the assault on multiple fronts, Martian was quick to seize this opening to see if his fists could break through the scaly armor that protected the gigantic scourge. The young brawler took in a deep breath, his hands emitting a dim red bio-luminance as they curled up and were pulled back in preparation to strike. The tempo quickly picking up, the heavy hits were coming forth like meteors, one... three... seven... ten punches in total. Each of those that connected held a degree of destructive power only slightly greater in potency than a C-rank spell, all of them erupting in a focused burst. They came out as straight one-two punches, simple and straightforward, the vermillion pulverizer took care to commit to every individual punch, ensuring that he would deal as much punishment as possible with one attack before giving another. 

This vicious onslaught made by the non-mage fighter was all centered on one of the dragon's legs in order to cripple it while allowing Mars to be in the position to quickly fall back should the others use more devastating measures or when the dragon eventually retaliates.

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As the dragon would float over the Fairy Tail Guild Hall destroying it upon its arrival it would breathe heavy getting  ready to let out a horrifying Roar as it looked upon those who gathered around the remnants of the Fairy Tail Guild Hall Though before I could do anything at the moment as it floated there in the air for a moment watching those gather it notice someone charging a rather large attack at it, the energy from the attack feeling almost overwhelming  to those around it as it let out a loud roar, seeing the attack coming for its neck the dragon with quickly so one of its wings around it as a shield absorbing the blasts as it hit him using its other one to stabilize its flight as it took to hit up straight on and it's weighing as a few scratch marks would appear on the scaly tyrant  floating above as it looked down at the creature preparing to strike back however it was not prepared for what was the come. As suddenly it would start getting  assaulted by attack after attack. A bolt of lightning  what's on the striker in the back causing it to Roar and start to make its descent landing on the ground causing an almost earthquake like effect knocking several things down in the area including any of the structure that was left in the guildhall turning at the rubble, as it looked around feeling something attacking it from the ground with a fiery or blows.  

Giving a large snarl  an then a loud roar that could be heard for miles it would start to turn towards its attackers, its tail swing back destroying several trees in the mountain landscape around it glaring down at the attacker when getting a massive power.  Seeing an aura around everyone down there the dragon inhaled a breath before glaring down at the mall it's dark eyes piercing them as tell me what sound a torrent of black flame coating the land as it flies up in a tidal wave of darkfire in Abyss, As a  darkfire  that can be seen from across the city as a tidal wave surrounding everyone in front of the dragon that I just launched a devastating assault to the Beast. As a fire would  coat anyone that could not Dodge We'll get out of its waving time would be swallowed whole by black flames, that would burn at any defense that they had up at the moment.   as it burned at the dark abyss would flash images of their worst nightmare into their mind of true despair in Abyss leaving them in a more helpless state so the dragon could do its work and start to have its fun. As it let out this  Blackfire from its mouth it’s wings would curl up around it acting as a barrier to it's now rightfully annoyed.


As Janet would stare their facing down Mura seeing his attack coming at her she would just stand there and do nothing   curious to see what this attack would do to her she just smiled and took it as it slammed into her though not expecting that much as she felt it attack her from the inside gripping her claw  tightly for a moment hoping her draconic blood could heal whatever just happened her as she panted for a moment before looking up at Mura smiling.  “ so that's your power so far now that I know that I can better adjust…”  she said  her voice was almost Sinister but with a happy tone.  She would slowly shake her head watching The Fairy Tail Guild Master giggling lightly There was nothing more Blissful than that dragon roar she heard echo through the city no doubt  that it's already destroyed the Guild Hall. She turned her attention to the Guild Master of Fairy Tail.  “You know, your strong, probably a bit stronger then me... however I'm not here to kill you today, I'm a woman of my word you will fall today by my hand but that will not be the end for you today…”

She then clapped her  claws together as Cathedral within started to shake and shift.  It had taken some time but they were finally here.  all four walls of this Cathedral would  start to shake in fall, each side being torn down by various  dragons the roof being held up by another still wouldn't collapse in on them as it was tossed aside with little effort.  Now surrounding him A red dragon to his left, a blue dragon to his right, a white dragon behind him, a green dragon behind Janet facing him,  and what appeared to be a silver looking Dragon floating above that had cost to roof aside.   As her pet surrounded him she would smile.  “As I said I'm not here to kill you physically today,  I'm here to break you today... you're going to know how I felt when you Slayers came to kill my parents helpless unable to stop what's happening…. you were going to hurt just like I did… Malignus, Frost, Tekton, Ivor... Destroy everything around us to kill anyone you find…. let him hear and make his choice…. “

All four dragons Would then dart out in opposite directions they were facing, going out on a rampage destroying buildings and taking as many lives as they could as Janet looked at Mura.  “Your choice is now simple,   you can stop all of my dragons and save your beloved City and its citizens... or you can stop me.” Janet would say that was almost a bit of Glee smiling, almost an innocent smile but it was full of malice intent as she stared down mura and looked up at the dragon floating above them. “Whatever his choice make sure he says inbound,  can't have him running off before our  family is done with their tasks…”  she said up to the dragon as it let out a loud roar and Janet then stare dumb the Fairy Tail Guild Master not making any sort of gesture to attack yet just smiling at him wondering what he's going to do now, the stage is set and everything is in motion now it was his choice what direction he went as she stood there listening to the Rampage around her listening to  the people scream in Terror around her that haven't been evacuated yet, feeling somewhat satisfied as  this help of since I fell for something she knew so now she waited for the next move.


WC 1098

Black Dragon Effects:
Fire does 10x user-rank damage and price's shields for 50% damage.

If your caught in the flames you see your biggest fear rattling you to your core, stunned for one post.

Additionally for the next post, it has 50% damage resistance from it's wings shielding it

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Draconic Ageis:

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The dragon’s arrival at the guild hall triggered a strange event from the basement. The dragon’s aura, its roar, and its presence triggered something deep inside the crystal boulder carrying Heero’s corpse… reasonably, given the kind of magic that still faintly lingered in him. He… no, the corpse was drawn to the presence of a dragon. It was as if its Dragon Slayer Magic beckoned to face the monster above it as quickly as possible, releasing small bolts of electric shocks around the crystalline substance…

And somehow, under the debris at the main floor of Fairy Tail’s injured headquarters, the crystal boulder hid away, simply charging… and charging… endlessly, but to no avail. Without a soul, the body just wouldn’t be sufficient and strong enough to carry significant amounts of magic power - what was left, the husk of Heero, couldn’t protect the guild he loved so much back when he was still alive…


…

She tanked his spell for some reason. Took it directly without even attempting to jump out of the way. She didn’t even put up a defensive spell… she was sizing him up. It was scary to think of; was she that confident in her position against him? Then again, if she was careless, then he could use that to overwhelm her overtime… but that was a powerful spell of his. He had to be careful.

She began threatening him again, poison leaking out of every single word of hers. It was as if she had something against him, but he didn’t know nor couldn’t care why. If his previous spell didn’t work, then this one might. As he made up his mind, his Guild Tattoo slowly grew out and showcased what looked like tattoos of small roots that grew at a slow rate. The cathedral’s walls around them began to shake at that point, after she clapped her hands together and another surge of magic escaped her. Mura could then hear roars coming closer… much closer, and different sounds from the huge one at the guild hall - the one whose roars were paused consecutively by his guildmates’ efforts.

He shielded himself with his Battle Control, but when he saw that the four walls were torn down by dragons of clear differences in color and prowess, he flicked his blade away in a means of threatening them to not come any closer. They weren’t phased, obeying their Mistress’ call… and yet, she continued to talk, clarifying her wish to completely torment him beyond just blood and broken bones. His Guild Tattoo continued to grow out during her threats, while he heard her little comment about Slayers having killed her parents-

And she wanted him to experience the same pain.

For someone who had never met him, she sure talked big. Mura’s hands clenched harshly, causing blood to trickle off of his palms. She sent the dragons to each direction - north, east, south, west - to destroy the inhabitants as a way of binding the Guildmaster. It was so sickening; it felt as if everyone had a problem with Fairy Tail, always wanting to destroy them; they met enmity no matter the time.

His clenching calmed down, and his angered face regained its composure. The Guild Tattoo had reached all over his arm now. He was planning to use a specific spell, but he changed his mind… this other spell would help him with the multiple dragons.

He quickly raised his hand up in the air, aiming at the silver-colored dragon that tore through the roof of Kardia Cathedral. “You have no say,” was all he replied with, before his arm appeared to explode with unbelievable energy, all gathered as particles of magic from the air during Janet’s blabbering. The explosion compressed into a beam that released hundreds of bullet-like blasts, apparently heading towards the silvery dragon at first, but then spreading out and escaping the cathedral through each hole torn through the walls. The blasts rained out from Mura’s hand like a thousand fireworks, spread out and crashed into every enemy - including Janet herself, who would feel the full wrath of Fairy Tail’s Fireworks. Malignus, Ivor, Frost, Tekton, Seto - every one of the five dragons would be met with a flurry of blasts heading towards them like missiles, each flurry followed by another right behind it in a potentially infinite loop of bombardments, and the show could be seen from every corner of Magnolia. The blasts released dust clouds that covered almost the entire suburban, signaling to every single Fairy Tail Wizard in the vicinity that a Guild Spell had been used and was taking effect on their magical power. It felt like suddenly walking into a warm bath, the boost that raced into each one’s veins among Mura’s guildmates.

“You idiots never learn!” Mura shouted at her during the bombardment, “Haven’t we made it painfully obvious, already?!” Those words weren’t just aimed at Janet; no, in that moment, he didn’t see Janet as Janet the Warlord. Janet was an enemy of Fairy Tail, just like all other enemies of theirs in the past; from Savage Skull to Basilisk Fang to the Monsterland to Elysium to everyone in between.

Mura began walking closer to Janet, while the light beams escaping his hand still aimed indiscriminately at all enemies in the radius and at her. All his anger emerged again - anger for the guild, which embodied his heart more and more. His face popped veins, and his arm was getting sore.

“You’ll regret messing with our city, and you’ll regret messing with our guild!”

WC. 932
TWC: 2520

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