End To An Era [Plot] [Open]

Nightken had just arrived at Era after helping groups of people from there get to a safe place to rest and hide. Seeing the destruction that was going on he quickly noticed an enormous golem being attacked by a group of Rune Knights, but smacked some of them away like they were flies. "This thing needs to be taken down." When he said that a flame appeared on his forehead and his pupils become a darker color and his irises become a lighter version of the original color. The flame was red with an inner layer of a very pale, somewhat pink-like shade of red-white and outer edges of deep crimson. Drawing his Nidai Kitetsu his body became covered in lightning as he weaved around the area to make it to the golem's leg that was badly damaged and stuck his sword into the leg. Releasing an electric pulse from the sword a fifteen foot section of it's leg was blown away, which caused it to start cracking all the way around the leg. With the leg having a chunk big enough for Nightken to stand in he hopped into the leg and used his Decaying Shield which caused the same type of flames to appear in a ten foot radius around him and started to break down the stone the golem is made of and making the crack spread even more up the leg. Getting out of the leg he used his Raven Ring to make a pair of wings made of black lightning appear on his back and flew up to dodge the golem's arm swing.

Kyll seemed to have avoided the needles and the frostbite that they carried with them. She had used her yellow aura based magic to blast off into the air which gave Faust plenty of time to get over to where she landed and grab her by the neck to watch her squirm. She let his right hand wrap around her neck for a moment before she finally decided to fight him back. She gripped his wrist with her hand, the determined look in her eyes made Faust snap out of his brief spat of rage for a moment and actually pay attention to what was going on. The woman forced the hands away from her neck and began to glow a soft yellow color. Faust had some ideas on what would come next but would just roll with the punches for the time being. She flung him about 3 meters away from her. As he flew through the air something inside tugged at him a whisper almost. “Use it, use it. Embrace me child.”

He almost was not able to pay attention to the woman speaking about him finding something that belonged to her, the diary no doubt. As she began to run towards hum the whisper seemed to become a deafening roar. “Release me!” Faust grabbed his ears trying to drown out the sound. As he did this a monstrous roar would let out over the whole town, a sound nearly just as loud as the dragon itself. As he would scream a shockwave a pure black magical energy would blast from him knocking everything and everybody in a 20 meter radius far back away from the Ice Demon Slayer. His eyes would open back up, they were an electric blue, and filled with for the lack of a better word, rage. Faust was a blur, he would instantly bounce up from his position on the ground and chase after Kyll. The blast would have knocked her back at least 10-15 meters which was not too large of a gap to cross.

He would attempt to tackle the woman, which would either be recovering from the sudden shockwave of power or still collapse on the ground from it. He needed to speak with this woman in a more ‘private’ setting. At least one where there was not members of his own guild within earshot of the two. As he would touch the woman his eyes would flash up to see a massive structure of cannons where a rather large hole was blown into the side. Faust would cause the two to instantly disappear from the area they were just at. The two would be pulled by Faust magic right on top of a smoldering rubble of a cannon. Faust would be gripping the woman’s arms, somewhat laying on top of her. His tone of voice would be stern now, almost like a father scolding their child. “God damn it Kyll! Why the hell could you not just walk away? If you follow this path you are bound to do more damage than you freaking realize. I have kept my mouth shut about you and what dwells inside you but if you think that the others will do the same you are a fool, a damn fool!” After he would say this he would take a deep breath and sigh, now actually paying attention to where he took the two.

The place seemed to be the worst place he could have gone. Fire raged on the ground outside the fortress as well as inside it. The heat caused Faust to start to sweat slightly, though not too bad. There seemed to be people inside this metal monstrosity, he could hear the clanking of armor. He assumed the worse, he had just took the two into the belly of the Rune Knights, a very dangerous place for a child of Savage Skull to find himself in. He would pick himself off Kyll and offer her his hand, though he somewhat doubted that she would take it. “We need to get you out of here Kyll, they are hunting for your power. I cannot keep it safe from the darkness of the underworld for long, hell I don’t even know why I am in the first place myself. I cannot let you fall into the wrong hands, I’m sure you are aware what some twisted minds would do with that power.” An explosion near by caused Faust head to turn to pay attention to the direction that it was coming from. He heard screams and commands from Rune Knights that were lurking nearby. They would be upon the two shortly, while Kyll would be fine among the knights Faust would be imprisoned almost immediately if not killed.

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Neimo’s paw seemed to strike the creature on horseback right away without it ever even noticing him. (Chev made no mention of his pet dodging the attack or even anything of the pet in his last post so I’m assuming the attack landed) His claws would rip right through the creature’s soft flesh, a near killing move by Neimo if he ever saw one. As he was rising back up into the air after the attack he had noticed that Faust had disappeared, something that often happened with the Ice Demon. Neimo was rather annoyed that his master had left without any warning but the beast was able to pick up his scent still so he was not too concerned. The beast knew that the direction that his master was in was also near the area of the mighty dragon and while he wanted to help his master he would wait for his signal before swooping down to get him out of the sticky situation. Neimo would sore high into the skies away from the eyes of most of those down below.

85% -15% for direct line =70%+10% for fifth post= 80% magic left total
Spells Used:
Direct Line

Lineage 7/8 charges left for the thread.

Frederick saw Mary dash off into the broken city which was being followed by a sigh. Implying that he found this alter ego of hers impatience. But it was something he couldn't really blame her for, after all she wanted to get rid of her alter ego and get full control over that body of hers.
And that was something that could only be achieved when she helped him with his own goals.

A meter or so away from him stood Ren Golde, another mage from his guild. Well standing was not the right word for it, she was more like hovering a few inches into the air, while she looked at him waiting for him to speak.
'Ren, it seems that it is time. Let's show them that our reign is not yet over. let's move in'
With those words Frederick dashed into the broken city as well, jumping from the ruined buildings onto other rubble. And landing next to Mary once more.
As he looked around he saw another man standing awfully close to their location, with him there was a lizard like creature floating in the air. Frederick figured that the man was probably a mage, but something that wasn't worth his attention.

'Mary, would you deal with that man over there. I can't have any interruptions, not even from flies. And Ren, see what you can do against our dear allies. Maybe seduce some other mages to focus their attention against him. '

Not enough time, I have to stop the foot here he thought as the ever stomping leg of the golem was being brought down onto him faster and faster. Taking his cannon arm, Zenshin punched upwards, colliding with the bottom of the foot and causing a shock wave to fire out in the air around him. It was clear that he would only be able to hold the foot off for a few minutes at most. The ground under him was already beginning to crack and give in to the increasing pressure that was being exerted on his arm. This isn't good... From the corner of his eye, he could see a single mage attack the golem's knee, a great place given that it was the only thing keeping him standing right now. A mage that uses black lightning? Reminds me of my dark ice in a way. As soon as it was getting nearly too hard to bear the pressure, it let up and a very loud screeching sound rang throughout the battlefield.

It was also by this moment that his wing had repaired itself, something he wasn't even aware it could do. Wow, this suit impresses me more and more each minute. He had no time to admire that though, right now he had to make sure that lightning mage wouldn't get smashed by the falling colossus. "Move lightning!" he yelled, calling him not by his name, but by his magic. As soon as the golem eased off enough, Zenshin bolted out from under it and looked back, Kyll's in trouble, do I fall back ad help her? Or... he looked towards the council in the middle of the burning city, he knew that Yugi had appeared. No, she knows him. He won't kill her, not from the kind of confidence I heard in her voice. I have to find Count Sparrow he thought as he bolted towards the plateau, dodging pieces of falling buildings and the like.

He ran faster and faster, not stopping once to catch his breath. Where is that damn ice maker! You'd think he'd show up once his *entire* city was being threatened he thought angrily as he began scaling the winding path that sat on the side of the plateau, the only way up aside from flying. The whole town was now on fire, well, what was left after the several attacks Acnologia sent down at Era. I'm only slightly behind that sociopath!. Zen watched as the dragon flew by the fortress that used to be the Magic Council HQ and a figure jump off and into the building through a cannon that protruded from the inside, it was Yugi. Wasting no time, he followed through the same way, careful not to get hit by any late explosions and avoiding the fire with the best of his dexterity.

Finally catching up to the fire maker, he saw that he was preoccupied with all of guards, and although it wouldn't be long before they were all dead, it gave him enough time to spring past and down the corridor. Although he wanted to try and slip past unnoticed before Yugi took care of the greeting party, he couldn't help but look over his shoulder just once, making eye contact for half a second before turning his head back and running down towards the corridor and in front of the doors of Sparrow's private chambers, which were barred and magically sealed. Though, as soon as he reached them, they opened very briefly, allowing him passage into the room and his second face to face with the only other ice maker he knew, the Count.

It's safe to say Simon was having a real goddamn bad day. His house blew up, his surrogate father blew up, his vast inheritance blew up, Era blew up, his hearing blew up, a nearby building blew up just now, and then everything caught on goddamn fire. The inferno hit Era like an atomic bomb, just with a crash and a boom everything was instantly a blaze when the fire broke out Simon only survived without harm because he had managed to stomp out the nearby fire with a single magically enhanced earth shattering stomp. The impact followed by earth being throw everything at least repelled the fire a tiny bit giving Simon enough room to not instantly die by fire, which was nice. Now Simon had to react to the building that blew up and the fire mage who had just flown through it and was currently advancing on Lance, his first reaction was "Holy shit did they set all of this one fire?" his next reaction was "If that's even half true Lance is about to get his ass killed." his final reaction to all of his was to pound his fists together which caused a magical circle to spread out on the ground around him as he said "Mettalic Demon's Armored Hide!"

Simon's skin rapidly converted into metallic scale-like armor, which would at least protected him from 25% of the harmful blaze. He then threw caution into the wind/fire and charged at a full sprint through the fire and flame towards Lance's position. The force of his heavy metal body shooting through the fire caused the wind around him to push away the flames which served as much better protection then his hide did. The fire without a doubt hurt, but his speed and armored scales protected him from a vast majority of what would have otherwise been death. As he got near Lance he slid to the ground calling out "Eagle Sweep!" as he performed a spinning sweep kick to clear the all fire within 5 meters of him. He stood up and yelled at Lance "What the fuck is going on with this fire?!"

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Health: 90%
Mana: 90%

Armored Hide Duration: 5 posts
Eagle Sweep Cooldown: 2 posts

Kyll put an arm over her face as the magic made her slide back. As soon as Alexander tackled Kyll down, the two teleported. One thing was for certain, she really didn't like the idea of teleporting. As soon as the two got to ground her knees buckled. The two wound up on the ground with him holding on to her wrists. She let him do so for the reason she could throw him off of her. Alexander spoke of how he was trying to protect her, but there was one thing for certain, she didn't need protection right now. Someone from her family did. She noticed that Alexander was sweating because of the fires around. Finally she tossed Alexander off of her towards the wall in the corridor. She went to punch the ground to use her crater, but something kept her from doing so. The realization of the many Rune Knights who have lost their lives. Her glowing green eyes widened as she looked at all of those who died because they were ordered to fight whatever it was. "This is why.... This is why I haven't walked away yet. Many lives lost for the sake of destruction and chaos," she looked back at Alexander. "And yet... you align yourself with this soup sandwich." Kyll closed her eyes. "My Father in law is here. Fighting to protect his beliefs. I fight to protect him, even though I left his son for dead. Even though the my fate was changed, I still fight to protect the old man ." Kyll looked at where Alexander was standing. "Now get out of my way," Kyll flew forward at max speed with a punch for his stomach. It was hard enough to get him to spit up some blood at the least. "My legacy started here. The old man kept a lot of secrets from me. He's got answers." She began to fly to the center of the room where Harland resided. She made it to the door way. "Harland!" Kyll shouted.

The town was on fire. That wasn't good. Zack had a lot of spells that could potentially blow out the flames, but not for such a large area. Plus wasting magic on such a task would leave him weakened for the demons. Then he had an idea. "BURN BABY BURN!" he said and flew forward then with a sweep of his arm he called out the name of his spell. "Demonic Twister." this generated  a huge whirling vortex of wind that was 300ft tall and 40ft wide at its widest point. This wasn't blowing out the flames though. No, that was not what it was doing at all. The tornado was a 'sucking' wind. It was taking in the flames and was soon a raging tornado of fire. This of course only pulled in the fire within 40ft of it. Of course, as a twister it wasn't exactly stationary and began to move slowly in a linear path sucking in anything that came within 40ft of it whether it be fire, demon, rubble or mage. It didn't differentiate between friend or foe. It was one hell of a spell. Any demon sucked into it would be majorly damaged as it was demon slaying magic. Anyone else would also be quite heavily damaged too because even without the fire enhancement it caused B rank damage for every turn someone was trapped within it. So with the fire who knew how powerful it would be. "Now that is what I call a vaccuum." he said thinking about how one of his most destructive spells would be cleaning up a town. It literally was a vacuum. He, as its creator, had not been effected by the spell and had flown back so as not to be seared by the intense heat it was now generating. So great was the heat that some of the dust and sand that was part of the rubble had been turned to glass then melted. Molten glass just added to the deadliness of the twister.

He turned at the sound of a large explosion and saw that one of the cannons of the fortress had been blown apart. He stared for a moment as it appeared that the explosion had occured from the inside. "Someone has some balls." Zack said in slight admiration before hurtling towards the fortress. He flew at high speed his swords at his side ready to strike at any target who got in his way. This time he wasn't going near super sonic speed because he wasn't aiming to headbutt a dragon. Of course, speed was his thing, but he'd been stopped once today so he wasn't going to risk going as fast as he could. In fact, in order to make sure no-one stopped him he used the mantle's ultimate ability and transformed into the air itself. Now he was a fast moving gust. He literally breezed past someone standing near the hole and went inside forming himself back into a solid form. Now it was time to find the man responsible for the hole and do one of two things: Shake his hand or fight him.

cooldown and  remaining durations:

Demonic Twister:

Primo entered Era and looked at what was going on. A burning city and other things  and saw Nightken Flame on his forehead and Primo walked forward and saw a trail of rune Knights on the ground dead and followed it. Primo saw Rune knight approaching so he hid behind a pillar and then ran faster and the stopped as he saw a man fighting off rune knights and he looked like he was wondering about someone and Primo said,"HEYYY!" Primo knew he was about to start a fight then said,"So, what ya doin here?" Primo looked staring into his eye and then said,"well." Primo had his holograms on and they all attacked him and Primo sat down on a pillar waiting.

There was no reasoning with this woman it seemed. As she got up she instantly made a move to once again try to punch him, he fixation on trying to get in a jab was rather annoying. As she quickly closed the gap between the two Faust took the blow to the gut, this caused him to temporarily lose his breath and stumble back a few feet. A small bit of blood dripped from his mouth. As he regained his composure he noticed the woman was flying off into deeper in the fortress. Kyll was really starting to wear his patience thin. He stood there watching her go, he could run in after her but ran the risk of dealing with the Rune Knights. After he lost sight of the woman he bite hit lip muttering a few cuss words under his breath and leaped down from the rubble of the destroyed cannon right into the den of the knights. As he fell down to the ground level a black and golden lightning would become present from the ring on his right hand. By the time he had landed to the ground a long black and golden spear was now present with Faust. The inside of the base was filled with rubble from the initial blast from the dragon above, dead corpses lined the floor, the smell of blood was thick in here. He heard the claimer of metal all around him, no doubt the Rune Knights were in a state of disarray. Who would ever had expected a monstrous beast like the King of Dragons to actually attack the Magic Council’s Head Quarters. Faust proceeded into the base with a bit of caution, he followed the scent of Kyll but the blood splattered everywhere made it somewhat difficult to pin point her exact path. As he stood there on the ground level a sudden gust of wind entered the building from outside, he knew not what caused it but kept his guard up just in case an enemy was lurking nearby.

After a few twist and turns in the hallways he unfortunately ran into a small group of soldiers. “Stop right there! Put down the weapon or we will be forced to take action.” Faust rolled his eyes. He started running right towards them, as he did this a black and gold lightning would cover his entire body. The necklace that he wore would shed and become the Black Jester, a powerful and mythical armor that his father had so generously given him as he left the frozen waste land that he called home for so many years. As the armor formed around him Faust became a blur to the men. He would spin the spear around quickly, a quick slice to the throat to one man, a jab to the side to another, while he would sweep his feet along the ground to the third man causing him to fall. As the three men fell, one being surely dead, one bleeding out to death, the third at Faust mercy, he would hold the spear right that the uninjured man. “Where the hell is the person called Harland?!” It was the only question he knew to ask about this place, for that was the name that Kyll had screamed out earlier. The man looked at Faust and turned to look at his allies who were no longer going to be able to help him in any situation. The Rune Knight seemed to be a t a lose for words, Faust was going to have to motivate him a bit more. He quickly spun Titan’s Spear jamming it right into the man’s leg. He let out a howl of pain and a whimper. Once again Faust postioned the spear at his neck. “Now I am going to only ask one more time before I lose my temper….Where the fuck is this Harland.”

The guard started crying, it seemed that he had no idea what was going on, nor the little patience Faust had left for his miserable life. The man opened his mouth causing a mess of sounds to escape, it sounded like a small child too upset to even remember how to comprehend words. “Suit yourself, enjoy death.” The spear went right through the man’s throat and popped out the back side. Faust put his foot on the corpse and quickly pulled out the spear. His determination to find Kyll was pushing his limits, he was not going to be able to contain his rather sadistic side much longer. He quickly made his way back to hunting for the woman, running down the halls at a high speed until the smell of something burning and a large amount of blood caused him to stop. In front of him was a made duel wielding two blades of fire, slashing and hacking at a wave of Rune Knights. The man’s back was turned to Faust so he doubted that he would notice him arriving at first. He stood there watching the man’s art work in awe. Though fire normally made him feel very uneasy he could tell by the man’s action of murdering Rune Knights he would not be the enemy that this man wanted to waste time on.


HP 80%?
Magic 80%
Titan Spear magic: 90%
Black Jester magic: 70%

Nightken flew up as the golem toppled and crumbled to pieces, dodging the falling rocks he noticed a few flying demons and some on the ground fighting the Rune Knights. That's when he quickly saw the fire tornado sucking everything around it up. Staying away from the area around it he started to fly towards a group of six demons that had three Rune Knights surrounded. Moving at full speed he sliced two of them in half as they slid apart his wings dissipated. Wielding his Nidai Kitetsu he was prepared to take on these demons and quickly went in to slay another one of them, but the other four jumped towards him. Once they came within ten feet of him he used his Discharge spell along with his Stunning Lash. When the demons fell out of the air they had surges of electricity going around their bodies causing them to be stunned and helpless. "You three got this right?" He asked the three knights. "Y-Yeah and if you're going to try helping any one else follow the trail of the dead." One of the Rune Knights said.

Following the trail of bodies he found several more demons fighting Rune Knights and other mages. He decided to take care of all these nearby demons and started to run towards them and using his lightning body he quickly sliced them all before they could see what happened. "Their was more than I was expecting." He said as he sheathed his sword and started to help the injured get to safety. When he went to help the flame on his forehead went out and was a bit winded from all that he did in the past few minutes.

HP: 100%
Magic: 70%

Dryaw slashed his sword trough nothing ness as the girl already moved again. It seemed she had turned into water and moved away. She is fast I got to get away before she counter attacks. He was thinking but it was already to late. He felt a kick in to his face and got thrown back a bit. Luckily this made him dodge the second attack halfly and a cut on his arm. Blood was staining his clothing as it poured out of the wound. She was trying to aim a last knee blast at his ribs but he pulled his zweihander just in time in front of it and blocked the attack. Tough he got pushed back again as the sword was too heavy to get it so quickly without any drawbacks. He staggered a bit as she stepped back a bit away from him. she is pretty close tough. But he was getting in trouble she was too fast for him at the moment. His blade was strong but to slow in her currently state. What should he do what would the gods do.

Show what happens if you devile the gods. Show what true faith is capable of. It was time to show this evil person the true meaning of faith. It had been a while that he tested him so far. Something like this he would only do for the special fallen ones. He looked at her as dark tentacles were ready to pick on her soul. She was not dark yet not completely yet. maybe she could be saved maybe not. It was not his place to decide that. The gods would save her if she was worth saving. But she was definitely tainted by the darkness of the dark guilds. Trying to kill him without remorse. Aiding murderers in their resolve. It seemed to far already to be turned. Well he shoudldn’t be discussing this to himself. He stoot up again from the hits and threw his blade up in the air. He then spit some blood out of his mouth. While his blad started to disamble he started to talk to the girl.

“Your resolve is defintly strong. You hit me quite good there. But there is one big difference between us. Evil people are always scared to lose something. Scared to die as they know they have nothing awaiting them in death. While I am the chosen one. I received power of the gods. When it is my turn to die one of the gods will fall and I shall take his place like it has been told. My faith is stuck as it is the god’s will to do this. Other people of my religion have a paradise waiting where they can feast and fight without pain or death. While evil people will be remembered of the pain they did on the pillars of judgment high on the mountains.”, he said with a clear and quick voice. The sword was dissembled and fell down as he raised his right arm in to the air. The pieaces formed over his arm till It had made a cannon form. He aimed it still in the sky and light started to get sucked in a second later a big beam was fired into the air. Clouds started to twister around the beam as it hit the moon. Dryaw just started to walk towards her slowly as the moon started to brim gold.

“Now my friend let us be struck by their judgment and let the light bring us to paradise. In my blind faith I shall throw my live. In my blind faith I shall show you why they picked me. Now you will be colored in the light with me.”, he shouted out and jumped up crashing his canon arm in to the ground right in front of her. In the mean time the moon had gathered all the energy in a sphere in front of it. the beam blasted of at the moment when dryaw hit the ground with his cannon arm. It only took a split second for the light hit the place where he punched his arm in. for a second there was nothing. A silence before the storm. But then a sphere started to form in the location it hit. It grew and destroyed evryhtign in its path as a huge sphere of 35 yards of pure holy energy was made around the inmpact place. The sound of the destruction sounded like angels playing on a harp. As the light faded from the explosion a huge crater was left and in the middle Dryaw was bowing. “As it is that only the evil will be perished by the light.”, he calmly said as he awaited for the dust to clear and see hwo his opponent looked like.

in the mean time at celenis place:

Celine was badly hurt as a kind of wyvren had struck at her location. she was curshing as half of her chest was open from the slash. she wouldn't die not yet. a demi god wouldn't die like this. but this fight was over for her. she hoped that dryaw would take care of himself. as she turned her horse around and started to run for the mountains. as she was riding away a huge flash was seen behind her. while explosions lit era on whell it was actualy one big fire tornado. the dragon hanging still above era. this was one major event in history playing out.

hp: 85%
mana: 60%

Lance stood on top of the building and suddenly got hot he looked behind him to see Simon approaching him yelling at him about the fire. Lance grimaced "I don't know what the hell is wrong with it, hell I don't even know what caused it. Anyway join me or not but I have a feeling something is coming at us fast." Lance said as he closed his eyes ready to jump off the edge and embrace his fate "Embrace the darkness.... Fear the light..... You are not good" A voice inside of Lance said to him. Lance took a deep breath and when he opened his eyes he saw a sword in his hand. The sword had a purple and black aura swirling around it. Lance looked at it and smirked "Hey Simon watch my back I may need your help!" Lance said as he jumped down and was caught by Draco who flew him closer to the hooded figure "Who the hell are you?" Lance said even though Lance didn't know who he was he did feel that it wasn't good to be around him. "You attack me I will not hesitate to fly higher and out of reach!" Lance said taking deep breaths trying not to be scared because he knew as soon as he did he would let "it" have control. His sword glowed purple and his eyes shone golden. It is true that he was a little bit nervous around this man but he had to deal with it. He looked at the girl who he had seen on multiple accounts around his guild then he looked at Ren who he had met earlier in Era. He got scared and flew higher up "I am not going to fall for anything!"

Dead and unconcious bodies lined the corridors. Most of them were rune knights, but some appeared to be other members of the magic council's staff. It seemed that whoever had come through had killed or knocked everyone that got in their way. Killing was not Zack's style unless he had to. He preferred to let people he beat live so 1. they knew they were beaten and 2. they might come back stronger next time and provide him another fun fight. Even if he had to kill he wouldn't kill so many so recklessly. He hoped it was just one person so he could bring them down and make them pay though it seemed they had some restraint as some were still alive. He could of stayed and helped them, but right now taking out the source seemed a better idea. He dashed through the halls looking about, following the trail of bodies. A lot of them had cauterized cut wounds and several were burning. Some were groaning, still awake, which did impress him slightly.

Eventually, he came to the same ornate door that Yugi had so recently blasted through. There were about twenty unconcious knights on the other side, but it seemed they had been burned rather than cut. He was definitely going to be up against a fire mage, which wasn't good when most of his spells got fucked up or hurt him when hit by fire. Still, if the man was a sword fighter he'd be an interesting opponent. Screams rent the halls and there was a strong smell of smoke. The lightsworn behind him appeared to have been set on fire after he passed. A remote burning spell. That was not good. Eventually he came upon the man who like himself had an eyepatch.

"Hey there. You the one responsible for the cannon? Nice bit of work there. Fighting through all these rune knights and barely a scratch on you too. Very impressive." Zack said assuming a fighting stance a long sword in each hand. It was mostly defensive, but with the option of turning to offense in an instant. "Anyway, enough of the pleasantries. Fancy a real challenge?" The demonic aura of wind that surrounded him faded so now it was a battle of skill and magic without his buffs. Ah well, that would make things more interesting. Based on the analysis he got via his eyepatch this guy was a fire-make mage that was S rank. A challenge indeed. This was going to be in a word: fun.

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Meanwhile outside the tornado was still raging. It was generating a massive searing heat. Several demons had been sucked into it and were being burned, cut and generally beaten to pieces. It was demon slaying wind afterall with the added bonus of fire. Still, there was the potential for other people to be sucked in. A fire demon slayer would get a tasty meal if they ate it. Probably enough for them to go force.

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Daemon sr. called off the troops he made out of the shadows and slowly lifted his hood with a smile. " Just figured I'd say hello to the man who happened to find my son first thank you for keeping him alive until now." Daemon sr. stated as he slowly pulled out a pack of smokes and took out a silver lighter with a crescent moon and a howling wolf printed on it. Daemon quickly proceeded to light the smoke only to receive a slap to the back of his head as a figure slipped out of the shadows behind him.

"Darling what did I say about you smoking in public nows not the time to act macho come on " a feminine voice stated as she glared at her husband as she pulled him back into the shadows before they got hurt but she accidently drops a note just before thy completely vanish written in Daemon's hand writing the note reads. "Mother the mad king rages at the council may Sei ryu and Luna protect you ". The letter is then carried away by the wind lost forever.

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Daemon jr. having failed to reached Acnologia's back landed on a balcony in the council building. Lunos landed next to him while Jin had nearly fallen off the edge but was caught by Daemon. Daemon pulled him to safety and patted his back as they shifted back into normal. "Jin head to the council room and escort the members to safety." Jin nodded and jumped down to the ground below and headed towards the council chambers. Daemon and lunos were beginning to leave when the shadows around him quickly conjoined to create portal where his parents slipped out of and smiled at their son who looked at them shocked. "Father ,, Mother why are you here ? " He asked completely confused .

"You attack me and I will not hesitate to fly higher and out of reach." Simon couldn't help but face palm, that was honestly the least threatening threat he had ever heard. Lance had told him to back him up but the ground was very much on fire limiting Simon's mobility insanely because of said inferno not to mention he couldn't even see who Lance was talking to through the fire. The military genius of the Knighthunter family would never cease to amaze Simon. Regardless Simon tried to keep an eye on Lance, make sure nothing came at him from behind, and it was because of this Simon received one of his worst thrashings to date. A bolt of magic came soaring at Lance from Acnologia's direction, worried about his guild mate's well being Simon jumped at the magic bolt using his God Leg magic and as soon as he was in range he called out "Metallic Demon's Law Abiding Silver Gun!" and fast as a blink Simon's right leg converted into a guillotine blade and he brought it down hard on the magic bolt from the side. Thus began the most painful minute of Simon's life.

The bolt exploded on contact the blast harming Simon severely despite his armored skin and sent him spiraling through the air for a short distance, as soon as he though the worst was over the metallic demon slayer learned that Acnologia had left him a gift too. Something struck him in the back and Simon could only assume it was akin to the bolt that had been coming after Lance, but this one hurt a ton more. A direct hit the bolt pierced through his armored hide and hit Simon directly before exploding with it's hellish pay load. The blast sent Simon straight skyward before he would come falling down toward the ground crashing with a crash leaving a small creator around where he layed. His Metallic Demon Slayer magic had the unfortunate side effect of supernaturally increasing Simon's weight only worsening the collision with the ground. His head was spinning and his body ached, he could only think to say "Fuck that hurt."
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Health: 15%
Mana: 80%

Magic Usage Log:
-Armored Hide: Destroyed, 6 post cool down
-Law Abiding Silver Gun: 10% magic consumed, 3 post cool down

Damage Log:
-First Acnologia Bolt: Indirect Hit, B-Rank Explosion, 25% base damage, 50% resisted by armored hide, 15% total damage
-Second Acnologia Bolt: Direct Hit, A-Rank Explosion, 50% total damage
-Ground Impact: 10% damage.

Doppio's expression hardened as he saw his attack being nullified by the man, who created some kind of creature out of it that... Ate the orbs he had sent both after Acnologia and Warden. Now, THIS was troublesome.

However, his punch did hit it's target. But little did it matter, the man blocked it with his very forefront and it didn't even budge the slightest.

"Sorry child, but you're one hundred years too early to fight on my scale,"

"...Maybe so.", said Doppio through King Crimson with an horribly disturbing voice that seemed to emanate an unfathomable evil, "But that won't keep I, Diavolo, from stepping up to challenge the odds, as adverse as they may be."

"We shall meet again...", and just like that, King Crimson vanished as the man himself left the scene.

Unfortunately, there was one last problem for Doppio to deal with, the loud, obnoxious Fury, Garoth. Somehow, it seemed to be aware of his general direction, noticed Doppio as he observed the scene with KC's eyes from within one of the many useless bubbles he had released before, however, having stolen his image, smell, capacity to produce sounds and even his magical presence, he couldn't pinpoint his exact position at all. Therefore...

Suddenly, Doppio appeared right in front of Garoth, King Crimson appearing right behind him. Strangely, despite the tremendous difference of raw power between the two and  the threats and killing intent Garoth exuded, Doppio didn't seem worried in the slightest, going as far as to look right into Garoth's eyes with a steely passion, a tranquil blaze that not him nor his dark master could ever hope to snuff out.

And so, he taunted the demon in a silent way, telling him to come get him with everything he had. What was Doppio thinking?!, His invisibility was the only thing keeping him alive!, Had the young lion lost hope?, Had he given up the fight?... Or could it be... Did Doppio have a plan to defeat the fearsome Fury?!


Without saying anything, Doppio turned and gave his back to the enemy, that immediately proceeded to attack him with a punch so powerful it would surely knock him out, or even kill him if he was unlucky.

However, as soon as the fist came into contact with him, it would phase through him and King Crimson. "Useless." said King Crimson, taking a step towards towards Garoth completely unafraid, "It's useless, useless, useless... No matter how strong you are, I'll always be a step ahead.", it calmly said before fading away alongside the 'Doppio' Garoth had attacked and that was but the image of himself Doppio had stolen earlier, releasing it in the air at a safe distance and sending King Crimson with it, since it was his soul and the bearer of his magical presence now that he had stolen it from himself, thus making a perfect bait undistinguishable from the real thing.

Meanwhile, the real Doppio dropped soundlessly to wards the floor, however, from the corner of his eye saw Acnologia firing a volley of energy blasts one of them homing in him!... If that thing hit him, he'd be done for, and time was though he still had time to react, the blast was coming at dangerous speeds.

Now it was the time for the truth. The stakes were high and he had to go all in if he wanted to make it. Psyched up, he used his analytical capabilities to examine his options in a fraction of a second... He had no means to dodge such a spell and he had no blocking capabilities, so he had to find a lateral solution, so he thought about how the spell spell worked... The dragon hadn't seen or perceived him in any way, so the spell hadn't been manually fixed on its targets, it automatically tracked them somehow, and that somehow was most likely through tracking magical auras. Now,he had stolen his own one before, but since like all things stolen went to the world within King Crimson and KC was his soul, perhaps Acnologia's spell still could track him even though it couldn't sense him.

'Hmph', thought Doppio, searching in his pocket in search of something, anything. An anything that happened to be a bitten pretzel   '... What's this doing here?', he thought to himself. Whatever, he kind of had more important stuff to deal with at the moment!

Generating a Give bubble, Doppio transposed his magical aura to the pretzel, throwing it towards Garoth as a final goodbye present. Immediately, the spell changed its trajectory going right towards the pretzel and Garoth.

Doppio's blast would hit the Fury alongside his own one, which would cause a massive explosion (through which the damage would escalate to A x2 +B or even A x3) as Doppio hit the floor, turning his head up and striking a pose as he put his left hand on his lower waist, thrusted his pelvis forward and touching his right temple with the index and heart fingers from his right hand, waking a waving motion. "Arrivederci", he said a second before the explosion from the colliding blasts occurring and then walking away. He had wasted enough magical power here already.


Choosing to get away from the dragon for now, Doppio found himself wondering through flaming streets of the city, in a place where the demons had already left, since there wasn't anything left to ravage anymore. Houses where burnt down and the streets were littered with hundreds of corpses and chunks of them, however, Doppio payed them no mind. He had released everything he'd stolen from himself, since there was no point anymore, this streets were a perfect place to come and just wait for your maná to refill without being disturbed... Or so thought Doppio.

Suddenly, as he turned around the corner, he saw a petite girl woth blonde hair just 15 meters away from him. Unfortunately, there was no use becoming invisible again. She had seen him and was looking directly at Doppio.

The boy in turn just turned to face her head on, studying her with his many pupils but avoiding appearing too threatening. "Answer, who are you?", he said with a neutral tone.


OOC: Well, now that that's done, how about a little spar against me and Hidate/Lance, Sukiro >:3?, A C Rank vs 2 D Ranks should be pretty balanced, right?

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HP: 100%
MP: 70% -10% = 60%


Diavolo:

Passive abilities used:
-- Release (weight, image)

Spells used:
-- N/A

Cooldowns:
-- Steal I: 1 posts
-- Give: 2 posts


Doppio:

Passive abilities used:
-- N/A

Spells used:
-- Give

Cooldowns:
-- Steal I: 1 posts
-- Give 3

Trish:

-- N/A

Faust watched carefully as the man with duel wielding flame swords carved up the knights, a feat that Faust admired. A grin crossed his face. He noticed the sound and smell of another creeping into the room. The man seemed to think that nobody was watching him, what a dunce. He ran like a small child hiding behind pillars that were already near in ruin. He instantly gave himself away by talking to the flame sword wielding man, either a brave or very stupid move. A few images of the man broke away from the original and charged the sword man as a single one stayed back sitting down. Faust just let out a small pfft. The man was only 10 meters away if that, while the man with the swords was about 20 meters away. Faust took off rushing the man sitting down. His speed would have him on top of him within 1/3 of a second giving absolutely no time for the man to be able to get up from his position and dodge. Faust would attempt to stab the man right in the chest cavity, right near the heart if possible. The spear would practically pierce right through to the vital organ if stuck which Faust was sure would happen, this would be a near killing blow and probably leave the man in mortal danger if not treated immediately. Faust had no real reason for striking the man other than he saw that he was attempting to do harm to the one that was killing the Rune Knights, maybe offing the annoying fly might get him into somewhat good graces with the sword man and he would not have to worry about fleeing for his own life.

As this would occur the wind in the corridor would greatly increase. The scent of yet another entered the area along with the echo of their voice. Unlike the one that was about to be skewered by Faust this one seemed powerful and deadly. Faust hoped that it would be dealt with by the fire mage while this insect was handled by him, if the hologram casting mage was taken out he could possible help the fire mage against the wind one but that would be a battle at a higher caliber then Faust had been in before. Chasing after Kyll might get him killed in the long run. He was rather annoyed that he actually had to chase after her but if this all played out well it could lead Faust onto bigger and better things. Outside a monstrous attack was unfolding. The dragon had attempted to kill any mage that was in its master’s path. Neimo quickly flew up into the sky out running the blast, a quick 90 degree turn would throw the blast right off of his path. The wyvern was getting rather impatient with his master’s disappearance. He wondered if the man was even alive still, the battle below was getting rather sticky and he had not want to be there too much longer if he could help it.

Sinali was on a mission. An important mission for her guild. She walked through the rooms of the council looking for one of five people. Which of the five she found didn't matter. She was the perfect infiltration member considering the situation. She looked ragged and half dead. She'd purposefully cut herself up a little so she looked even a bit more ragged than usual. Her blind eye was closed as if it was stuck together. She'd even had a little bit of blood smeared across it to make it looked as if it really was stuck together. A perfect disguise for this infiltration.

Screams and blood had been all she could hear and smell, but she tried to remain focused. It was incredibly incredibly difficult. "Somebody help me." she whimpered. "Where's my mummy and daddy?" It was then she saw a man in the distance. He looked old, but he matched the basic description she'd been given by Father. Not the one she hoped to find. She'd never pretended to be an old man, but it would be fine. "Mister. Can you help me?"