This is where the trail leads (OPEN)

The hooded man looked over at the stark tower deep in the marshlands beyond the Spooky Forest. "Urgh... seriously? This is getting more and more cliché by the minute." he muttered under his breath. A vague image of a blonde haired man in golden armour stands next to him, at least in his sight, and nods. "It is a failing of humanity to cling to the "traditions" of certain archetypes. Just be glad they didn't take themselves literally and carve it to resemble a skull..." he said, his voice echoing somewhat to the man's ears.

"Eh, small favours I guess. You're certain it came here though?" he asked as he walked, the blonde just gliding beside him. The spirit nodded. "I am certain. The residual energy trails back to here. We should consider it a blessing that summoning leaves a mark I can follow. Your body is somewhat limiting." he remarked, causing the hooded man to roll his eyes. "Yeah yeah, so you keep harping on." he replied as they approached the grand entrance.

"Bet you five jewels it creaks as it opens." the hooded man offered with a smirk. "I'm not even going to dignify that with a counter-offer." said the ghostly armoured figure. The human chuckled without any humour as he opened the door, letting out a little sigh as it did in fact creak. "Too easy." he muttered before stepping inside and groaning.

"And the clichés just keep on rolling." he sighed as he looked around the seemingly deserted hall. He looked to the ghost at his side and then back at the hall. "So, what's the play then to find this Experiment? Doubt if I were to just randomly start yelling, I'd get a warm reception." he said with a shrug. The ghost at his side stood there for a moment considering. "They'll come to us. No doubt, assuming they have any actual skill, they'll be sensing my presence right now."

The hooded man sighed and leaned against a wall. "So I just stand around here waiting and hoping that one of the people who comes to investigate my arrival is this bloody Experiment?" The ghost nodded and Za'cha sighs. "The sooner we get you out of my damned skull Pride, the better."

"I couldn't agree more." And so the man waited, the air beside him being empty to all but him.

Spoiler:

Iku was in the guild hall doing nothing as always. She heard someone enter the guild, she decided to go and see who was this new member. She anyway wasn’t going to be that stupid to go with nothing to fight. She took one knife from her pocket as she kept walking towards the entrance. She wasn’t weak, she really didn’t think she would need more than four knifes to defeat the enemy, but she only took one. When she got in front of the entrance she saw a man standing. It seemed he was talking to someone else so Iku decided to investigate.
 
She walked carefully towards the strange man with the knife in the back. “You. Who are you and why did you come to this guild…” She paralyzed herself for a second and then she returned to be the same, or even a bit more confident. “Also, explain your friend, the spirit.” She knew it wouldn’t be normal for the man to see someone who could detect his spirit.

Za'cha looked down at the girl with a raised eyebrow before glancing over at Pride. "This it?" he asked. The Dark Celestial peered at the girl for a moment before frowning and shaking his head slowly. "No... I cannot feel any spirits with her... although that knife does bear a soul within it. Curious magic. Be wary." he said, earning him a set of rolled eyes from the hooded man. "Yeah, I come to a Dark Guild's headquarters in the most clichéd location, and decide to not be wary of a random girl with a knife who walks up to me and... can apparently see you or something." he said before realising he should probably address said girl right about now.

"Name's Za'cha. My business is my own. As for him, he's looking for something, I just get to play taxi." he said, still leaning against the wall, although with a slightly altered posture in case the girl decides she doesn't like his answers. "Your turn. Who're you?"

Nakiya sat in teh guild hall, a large mug of ale in her hand as she propped her booted legs up onto the table. Her skirt fell back to reveal far too much skin, her shirt already clinging to her chest in the damp air. It didn't help anything that Nakiya had decided to have a drinking contest with a Celestial Spirit...

She had lost a bet to her newest Spirit, Leo the Lion, and in such, promised to have a drink with the leader of the Zodiac. Not wanting to let it go to the ashen haired man's head, they had settled into the guild hall for a drink. One argument between the two led to another, and that argument led to a very stupid bet.

Yes... of course Leo could out drink her.

She sat on the two back legs of her chair as she downed her next drink, stopping however as she could sense a familiar presence walk into the door. Her eyes darted towards the door, her drink stopping at her lips as even Leo seemed to shift un comfortably in his chair.

Iku didn't like the new man, but it wasn't like she really liked someone. She looked at him again, he didn't really look much weaker than Iku, or even weaker, she had to be careful. "I don't like you, not even a bit. But that doesn't matter. Im Iku. And now, Im not asking you again, did you come to be one of use? or should I manage to defeat you?" Iku turned around and gave some steps before stoping and turning around. "If you're not going to cause me trouble, you can come with me, If your causing more problems than anyone her can cause to this guild, tell me and I'll kill you." Then she smiled and kept going towards the bar.

"Should I care if you like me or not?" asked Za'cha sardonically before looking sharply at Pride who seemed to be... fixated on something. "What?" he asked before clutching his head, crying out in pain briefly before he stood up straight, his left eye glowing as red as blood. Za'cha was now a spirit form whilst Pride was in control of the body... at least to their perception of reality. "I care not for you child." he said, his voice seeming to echo with two voices as he strode past her, making a direct line for the girl with the red-hair.

As he approached, he took note of the man sat beside her... or rather... the Spirit sat beside her. "My eyes must be playing tricks on me..." he remarked, a chilling smirk on his face as he inspected Leo. "This cannot be the Golden Lion, pride of the Celestial Spirit King can it? Now this is exquisite." he chuckled before looking to the red-head. He looked her over. "I'll admit... I expected the human's experiment to be male, given humanities predications towards the idea that males are stronger... but there is a certain irony to a female bearing the goal as well." said Pride.

"And I can sense you already carry one of my lesser "siblings". I will admit, I had not expected you to have claimed the cat, let alone turn him to our cause." he mused, Za'cha silently fuming at the exchange, but eyeing up the girl all the same.

"No doubt you are confused. A slight side-effect of my hosts... ill-chosen attempts to summon me. He wasn't strong enough to call me, and yet not weak enough to completely dislodge me. Now we're stuck together. He is called Za'cha... as for me... guess. Consider it a test. You seek to wield us, you should be able to guess who we are." challenged Pride before holding up a finger towards Leo to forestall him from speaking. "And no help from the cat either."

"Eeeeeeh. I'm busy"
The red head stated as she leaned forward onto the table and looked over at the face of the man talking to her.


She hardly seemed interested in anything he had to way, moving her hand up to wave him off whenever he mentioned Leo without skipping a beat. Then, he continued on to talk about her mission and her eyes narrowed, only to soften to the look she had previously given him before leaning back into her chair.

"How do you know all that? *hic* And to hell males are stronger. I'm the best, as you can see."
She stated as she motioned with her now empty mug towards Leo, frowning when she saw it was empty and slamming it back onto the table as if it would refill it. She let it go however as she spun in her seat to look at the man who had addressed her. She was too tipsy to really care about anyone else that might be with him, or had been talking to him... in fact, unless they came right up to her she might not notice them.

"Ehh... he tried to summon you and failed? Suprising, since I barely sense a presence from you at all. Probably not even worth my guess."
She stated as she looked over to Leo who shrugged at the man who essentially told him to shut up and moved to get the girl another beer.

Za'cha couldn't help but chuckle at the girls words and looks. Especially since he knew in his mind that it was irking Pride to no end. "Hmph. By your looks, Lust would have a field day with you girl. And the swill and foulness of your breath would entertain Gluttony to no end." he sneered before sighing. "Perhaps you are truly nothing more than a pathetic sack of meat, and your corruption of the golden kitten was a mere fluke. If that is the case, Experiment, then you are not worthy to claim our Keys." he said, starting to turn around.

"As for why you cannot sense me, that is because I do not advertise it. That and you have allowed yourself to become inebriated. Pathetic. You disappoint me mortal. You have no pride in yourself... and for that, you shall not have my key. Ever. You have failed." said Pride before he began to walk away, Za'cha walking beside him in their shared vision. "How long you give her?" he asked, glancing at the Spirit moving his body. "A minute at most. No doubt she'll order the Lion to strike or something similar. Although given her current state, it would not surprise me if she tried to either summon another spirit, or tried to stop us herself." Pride mentally replied, starting the countdown in his shared headspace.

"I'm inebriated, yes. However, You're greatest strength is also your greatest downfall. Pride. *hic* I say one little thing to attack your ego, and it swells up. Just like that rush of Celestial Energy you're giving off now that I've struck a nerve."
She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs and her arms, hiking up her bust as she looked towards the man now walking away from her.

"It would be stupid to let myself get completely wasted in a *hic* dark guild hall. I definitely have a good buzz going though."
She stated just as Leo came back with their drinks and placed one in front of Nakiya.

"and to the idiot who's body your holding hostage... how did that find your key..."
She growled softly before taking a sip of her drink.

The human checked the mental clock and shrugged. "Guess your estimate was off with this one. She's just sitting there. So's her cat." he said, Pride grumbling a little. At Nakiya's last comment the human regarded the Spirit. "My turn." he said, the Dark Spirit frowning for a moment before slowly nodding. The red eye stopped glowing and he turned around with a smirk on his face. "Name's Za'cha little Princess." he said with an exaggerated bow towards the red-head. "And as to how I found his little Key? Simple. I read about it in a book." he said, the smirk still on his face.

"You may want to try it sometime Princess. Assuming you aren't too busy cosplaying. Seriously though, a school-girl? I'll give you points for not donning some clichéd get-up for the Dark Celestial gig, but a school-girl? Really?" asked the human, Pride wondering where this line of talk was actually going.

"Anyway, back on topic. You want this I presume?" said Za'cha as he reached into his robes shirt and pulled out Prides Key that he had dangling around his neck like a pendant. He dangled it for a moment before putting it back under his clothing. "Sadly, Pride ain't interested in some washed up school girl scientists experiment. Sure, you managed to get the Golden Boy here to be your personal boot-licker, but how many of the real deals you even managed to get? Let alone summon?" Za'cha asked her before he turned around.

"Sorry kid. Guess you're just not cut out for it. Give us a call when you're not too busy being a Celestial's whore." he called over before looking at the girl that had met them first. "Nice meeting you there girl. Catch you later maybe." he said before he headed for the exit. He glanced over to Pride. "Now the countdown starts. This close to the prize being hers? No way she can pass that up." he said quietly. "Then you had best be prepared for combat. The Lion is not deemed the strongest of the Zodiacs for nothing." remarked Pride.

Za'cha grinned, a fire sparking in his eyes. "Perfect."

"Tch. What the hell did you say?"
She demanded as she stood up abruptly from her seat, knocking over her drink over the table. She didn't care though, this man was just pissing her off, much more so than Pride did. At least with the spirit, it was a civilized conversation. When Za'cha had mentionned her outfit, she didn't care, in fact, she had every thought into tempting him with it, but ten he went on, and on, and on and finally, he pissed her off.

"Leo"
She said simply. The lioni sighed as he stood up without protest, moving around the table and bringing his closed fist into his hand, cracking the knuckles there as he prepared for his masters next command.

"What the hell do you think you know. You're nothing but a pawn! Don't pretend you're better than me! I don't need the Zodiac spiits by my side, they're all trash and I'd rather break their keys than convert them all! Only Leo matters, only the strongest. Leo, show him!"
She commanded, the lion nodding as he stepped forward and slipped into a fighting stance. The shadows themselves seemed to start sticking to his body, surrounding his fists and infusing his attacks.

"As you wish, princess"
He said, very much using the words Za'cha had just taunted her with. Nakiya grit her teeth as she reached to her side and withdrew the Ten No Toguchi, infusing her own celestial Spirit power into the blade and extending the length of the Celestial blade so that it would grow long enough to stab through Za'cha while Leo leaped on top of the blade, riding it until he was close enough to Zacha to attempt hitting him.

Za'cha smirked at Pride. "I win." he said before sharply turning around to see a blade stretching out towards him with Leo running along it. "Darkwarp Raiment, Martyrblade." he intoned, dark grey smoke writhing around him, crackling with dark blue lightning. The blade of the Dark Celestial Spirit mistress pierced the clouds, only to strike against something. The clouds burst apart to reveal him standing there, in pure white winged armour, and a scythe in his hands, blocking the Ten No Toguchi. "Nice try Princess." he called over, before shooting backwards and into the air to avoid Leo's fist, the wings on his armour making use of themselves.

"The hell was that weapon Pride... I only just managed to block the damn thing..." hissed the human, the Dark Spirit eyeing it curiously. "It appears to run off of Celestial Spirit energy... if you had tried any other weapon than your Martyrblade, no doubt it would have been cut clean through." analysed the Spirit, causing Za'cha to look at the girl once more whilst he hovered there in the air. "Interesting..." he mused before calling down to the girl. "Heh, nice weapon Princess. Now, let me introduce you to mine."

With a surge of speed Za'cha soared down towards Leo, scythe singing through the air as he tries to slice through the former Golden Key Spirit through the chest. The human was very interested to see the results of what kind of effect it would have on the Spirit, given its parallel natures of Dark and Light. The girl no longer interested him, it was now Leo who held his attentions. The strongest of the Zodiacs... now this was a challenge.

"Leo! Cast your shroud!"
Nakiya commanded and instantly, Leo seemed to relax. A magic circle appeared under his feet as shadows shot upwards through the magic symbol. Soon, the guild hall grew darker than it had been moments ago, darkening until you couldn't see the very hand in front of your face. Leo never moved out of the way, instead, he slipped his foot behind him to steady himself and brought his hands forward as if he fully intended to catch Za'cha's attack. Instead however, with a smirk on his face, a beam of condensed darkness shot from his hands to intercept the attack and hold him at bay.

Now that the enemy was blinded, Nakiya charged forward through the pure darkness. She didn't need to see where she was going, to know who she was hitting. She could sense Leo and recognized his presence, she could also sense Pride's key, and knew now where to strike. With her enemy blinded, she swung her sword towards his armor, aiming not to harm the man inside, only to destroy that which protected him.

Leo's attacks:

"Shroud? That can't be good." muttered Za'cha, cursing himself when he was proven right and his sight plunged into darkness. "Damn it all! Pride!" he snarled as he felt something collide with his weapon. The Dark Celestial Spirit was silent. "Oh of all the times for him to finally shut up..." growled Za'cha before feeling something connect to his armour... and begin to cleave through it! "Clever bitch!" he shouted as he flew backwards and to the side, disengaging from the Lion and hopefully from Nakiya's strange weapon as well. He hovered in the air as he felt around his armour, grumbling to himself. "Well that's a damned nuisance..." he muttered. The blade she wielded had carved a large groove through the armour, damn near cleaving it in twain. Even now he could feel bits of it falling off where the weapon had struck.

"Try to Sense where they are." said Pride, causing Za'cha to snarl and twist his head around to where he heard the voice. "Oh NOW you choose to talk?! Seriously Pride, I'm starting to think I should just bloody well toss you into the nearest damned pit!" he snarled, Pride rolling his eyes. "Taking a single blow will do you good. Besides, we both know that that would not free either of us. Now then, focus. I suggest we use this chamber to our advantage. Go up." he said, Za'cha nodding and soaring upwards for a moment till he stopped.

"Alright... you do realise if this doesn't work, I'm out of weapons right?" he said, guessing at the Spirit's plan. "There is that little blood trick of yours." counter-suggested Pride. Za'cha grumbled. "I hate using that though... feels too damned cheap..." he said, dismissing Martyrblade. "Hidden Saber." he intoned, a black cloud surrounding his hand, sparking with violet lightning until a longsword emerged into being.

He closed his eyes, more for the mental effect than any real reason since he was still blind as a bat, and tried to Sense where Nakiya and Leo were. He hung there in the air, Hidden Saber held in both hands in front of him as he tried to pinpoint where they were. He twisted his head at a very faint pulse. "Crescent Wave!" he roared, swinging his weapon in an arc towards the general direction that he had felt something. A dark wave of magic surged forth, and was getting larger as it went further.

Being the only one who could see in his own darkness, Leo charged forth when the attack was launched at his contractor. He snarled as he literally slid across the floor to stand in front of Nakiya, barely having time to create another Regulus blast as Za'cha's own blast crashed into the dark spirit. 

Nakiya took a step back, glad to have such a loyal spirit by her side. It didn't take long for Leo to disappear after taking on the brunt of the blast, the darkness he had summoned disappearing with him. however, Nakiya held another dark key in her hand as she stared up menacingly at Za'cha. 

"You look tired. Maybe you should give up before you get to really feel my Wrath"
She warned him angrily. she held out Wrath's key in front of her, ready to quickly summon the dark spirit to finish things off. Her own Pride as a Dark Celestial wizard was at stake here.

Za'cha smirked beneath his helmet as his vision returned to him, the darkness lifting up to reveal that Leo had been removed from the field. "Alright, so Crescent Wave is strong enough to nuke the strongest Zodiac... good to know." he said almost to himself as he descended to the floor, dispersing his armour in the process. He appraised Nakiya and her warning carefully. Pride peered at the key in her hands for a moment. "So... she already has Wrath then. Typical I suppose given human predications towards destruction when it comes to Darkness." he mused. Za'cha glanced at the spirit then back at the Key. "What can you tell me about Wrath?" he asked quietly, weighing up his options.

"Wrath is paradoxically the strongest and weakest of the Seven Sin Keys. I would advise staying out of the shadows, since she can move through them as easily as a fish through water and trap you within them. Since we cannot flood the chamber with light, that is not an option open to you. She wields six wings of sorts that can be used as weapons or defense." informed Pride, the human nodding at his words.

Za'cha sighed. "Well... that's typical... would be a female spirit wouldn't it? How's that old saying go again? "Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn"? Guess fury and wrath are interchangeable." he mused. "Your Anti-Spirit armour would have been ideal for this fight, but is unfortunately too damaged for this bout. Your Martyrblade would be best since Crescent Wave needs time to recharge... of course there is always that." suggested the golden warrior.

"Yeah, but that feels so... cheap. But, if it comes to it, I may not have a choice... time to see what you Dark Celestials are made of." said Za'cha as he looked up at Nakiya and gave a bow of his head before he tilted it slightly. "How drunk are you by the way Princess?" he called over. "I ask only because, well... I didn't have enough magical power to fully summon Pride... and you've had that Leo spirit out for... how long? And I'm going to assume that Wrath there would take even more power than Leo did, or near enough equal... I'd hate for you to wind up with Wrath stuck in your skull like I do with Pride just because you misjudged your magical power levels." he called over, resting Hidden Saber on his shoulders as he spoke, his eyes never once leaving hers.

"Pretty drunk to be honest, but unlike you, idiot, I was created for the exact purpose of summoning the dark spirits. You can't carry a key of sin and summon it when you aren't prepared for it."
She stated, holdng her key steady in front of her. She did have Leo summoned for quite some time, however, he hadn't been in combat for most of it, and so it took up a lot less maical energy to keep him in the human world. Also, if worse came to worse, she knew she could always count on one spirt to summon himself to keep her out of harms way.

"So, I'm drunk, and you assume I'm low on magic power. Why don't you just try to come down here and face me again?"
She dared him angrily.

Za'cha frowned slightly at her words. "Created... damn..." he muttered with a sigh, Hidden Saber dispersing into darkness as he stood there. Pride raised an eyebrow at the human. "Don't tell me you're feeling sorry for the experiment are you?" he asked him. "She was probably just a normal girl you arsehole!" he yelled at the spirit beside him. "And to wind up getting torn apart and put back together just so those bastards in lab coats could make a puppet to summon you bloody lot?" said Za'cha, glaring at the spirit beside him. "Damn right I'd feel sorry for her you arrogant prick." he snarled before looking back at Nakiya.

"Well? You going to stand around all day looking pretty Princess? Or are you going to summon out Wrath? I don't give a shit either way, but you can guess this bastard," he said with a tap of his skull, "wants to see if those humans were all just talk when making you what you are." called over Za'cha, readying himself

The doors slammed open and the wind burst in some sands. The mage walked in then shut the doors. The closed eyes mage walked behind the bar and tapped on the cabinet making a secret drawer open from the side. He then pulled out the old bottle of scotch he hid before he left on his trek through Fiore. The man was tattered looking. His normal outfit had rips and holes from what seemed to be fighting. He was stained in blood, was it his? Was it someone else's? It was too much to tell. He then turned and looked over at the two mage in the place he now called home. Or perhaps it was the place he wanted to call home. The man had no clue what he wanted to do anymore. However, he had seen somethings and he was not happy about what had been going down.

The man grabbed a glass with a hand and then placed a large ball of ice in the glass. He then poured his scotch into the glass and took a sip. It was smokey, with a hint of cedar. Something he appreciated to drink for once. "Woman if you are here, then go where you need to be. In the kitchen..." He said in a low voice to the red head. Apparently there had been new people coming into the guild. He wasn't interested in that. "And while you're in there make me a steak." His voice was husky and it sounded like he had been with out drink or food for days. However he opened his red eyes revealing a very serious look on his face.

Her eyes darted from Za'cha to the door when it opened. Whoever walked in didn't make any motion towards them however, leaving them to their squabble as he went to the bar to make himself a drink. Therefore, she returned her attention to Zacha, gripping Wrath's key tightly as a dark magic circle appeared around her. Once more, the lights int he room began to dim as she began to chant.

"I summon thee from the Darkness of the Celestial World. I beckon you to my side, Wrath!"

The magic circle seemed to explode in every direction with shadowy figures, eyes and sharp toothy smirks spread throughout the guild hall. A large eye formed in front of Nakiya, and out of it's Iris, Wrath was created within the blink of the light. The small silver haired girl hung her head, her eye sockets barely visible from behind her long har, the smirk on her face however, was blatantly apparent.

"Big broooooother~"
She said creepily as she made a motion to look up at the man they were facing, even though she could not see them.

Nakiya opened her mouth to speak once more, only to be cut off by the man who had entered the guild hall earlier... She grit her teeth as the looked back to the intrusion.

"Who the hell do you think you are?! Piss off!"
With her anger, Wrath struck, a shadow was sent flying towards the man's drink, aiming to pierce through it and spill it's contents to the floor.

Za'cha blinked at Wrath's summoning style, bracing himself for combat. "And that's Wrath... alright, I'll give her this... knows how to make one hell of an entrance..." he said, Pride remaining silent, even when the Spirit referred to him as Big Brother. Just as the fight was about to start, the man who had come in earlier started to mouth off at Nakiya. The human Ex-Quip mage growled. "Don't know who the hell you are, but-" he began to say before Wrath turned her fury on the new person instead.

"If this turns into a three-way fight, who do we take on first?" muttered Za'cha as he glanced at Pride. "The human. He dared to interrupt a battle, and he simply drips with arrogance." said the Dark Celestial Spirit in Za'cha's body, the human nodding. "Although I dare say it would not be an easy fight... his magical power level seems to be quite strong indeed... And both myself and Wrath are... limited by our humans at this time." said Pride, earning a frown from Za'cha before he smirked.

"Fine by me... the more challenging the better." he said as he braced himself for whatever the next move would be, from either side.

The man looked at the two new faces then turned his eyes to Nakiya. "Excuse me... did you finish that steak already? If not, then I'm confused." Kyle said and went back to his drink unphased by their anger coming straight at the Pillar of Sands. Kyle sipped on the scotch again and looked forward. The closed eyes mage seemed to be in the middle of thought thinking about whether or not he was going to submit to this guild one. The thought of submitting to this guild excited him and angered him at the same time. For one he had no where else to go. Second, Harrigan was the one who made him stay here. Then took all of his money to use it for the better of the guild. Yeah right, Kyle thought. He put his right hand under his chin then leaned on his elbow. He opened an eye and looked at Nakiya. "You two are way out of your league acting all angry and then challenging me." Maybe proving someone wrong was going to be the best idea for this. He got up from his chair and took the last swig to his personal scotch and cracked his neck. "My name is Kyle," he said cracking his knuckles.

"I don't care who you are"
Nakiya stated plainly pissed off with this new man. Of course, the alcohol was probably making her a lot angrier than she would have been in this situation. In fact, she probably would have had the sense to call it quits while she was ahead. Keeping Leo summoned for so long was taking it's toll, and now she had Wrath summoned which took much more power to keep in this plane. Nakiya looked between Kyle and Za'cha, wondering if the man would fight aainst her if this Kyle did join in on this little fight?

"Tch. To hell with it. Wrath!"
She called out to the blind spirit as the creepy looking shadows shot forth from the young girls body once more, this time towards Kyle once more. The shadows themselves seemed to have a much more physical form as they separated from the ground, teeth aiming to bite down on her enemy while blades of shadows attempted to impale him.

"This guy seems too confident... Slayer maybe?" asked Za'cha to which Pride frowned and gave a slow negative shake of his head. "There is the arrogance of a dragon, and then the arrogance of mortals... this one strikes me as more the mortal kind. No matter." he said to which the human nodded. "Shadowsworn Armour" Za'cha intoned, even as a black cloud arcing with purple lightning engulfed him before dispersing to reveal his second set of armour. He held out his hand intoning, "Martyrblade." Grey smoke arcing with blue lightning streaked wide before revealing the scythe from earlier.

"Time to teach you some manners." he growled before surging forth towards the cocky male, his scythe swinging in to come in from the man's right. The enhanced strength from Shadowsworn should give Martyrblade a decent kick. thought Za'cha to himself. And if he is some kind of Dragon Slayer, I've got a nasty surprise for the bastard. he smirked under the helmet.

Kyle watched as Wrath came to him and chomped down on his body and then the swing of the blade straight through his body. He gave a smirk as his body turned into sand to get out of the reaches of the two. His body then formed. He dusted himself off and looked at the two. "I'm not impressed," Kyle said with a grin. "I just showered and you made me sandy again..." Finally he stopped and walked back to the bar and sat down. "You know... I have something to say to you two. If you both fell under my pillar, I wouldn't be very pleased with you two. In fact, I would be ashamed. Mainly because we don't need people in this guild fighting each other for no reason. This guild is not one of those 'I'm stronger than you' guilds." He gave a stern look at the two and then turned into sand spilling out onto the floor. Only to reappear behind Nakiya. He put his large adult hand on her breast then groped her. He then cupped his other hand on her rear. Those curves were great, but not as great as Aedre's. He took a whiff of her hair. Sweet like flowers. Then leaned his face next to her's. "You're a mighty nice catch, Little Fire Cracker," he hissed into her ear then let go of her then sunk into sand again. He then reappeared between the two then crossed his arms. The closed eyes mage looked over at Nakiya. "However, the guild master never said anything about sexual harassment." He grinned again. "You have to understand that we are Master Harrigan's ends to his means. Other wise you guys will never last here. Especially under the command of a trump card like me."