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Topic Started: Jan 19 2013, 09:52 PM (2,741 Views)
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Follow the screams? How amusingly apt of an idea, especially since they would soon be so plentiful...

Eric should have anticipated that the three mages he had been tracking were no small fries, but as he dodged another slash from the scythes by yet another hairs-breadth he knew this was serious business. To be the representatives of a mysterious group that Eric didn't know about it yet, a trio of people who were sent to 'troubleshoot' when a 'problem arose' in their 'system' meant they had to have some form of skills, but the boy had not been thinking that way and, right now, he was paying the price. He had mistakenly thought he could just assassinate them from a distance and then move on with his task, extinguish the fires he had started maybe and then go find Ryo and sit him down, explain what he had done and why. But it seemed that they were no fools, in fact this man had found him out so quickly -likely his companions had too- and Eric was already in a fight for his life.

Well, he wasn't really, he wasn't moving at full speed but the man was still fast, faster than Relyk was, faster than Yovel was when boosted and likely faster than Eric's friend Ryo was as well. But Eric was still faster, he was always faster, that was the point - in combat speed was what truly determined things, what settled everything perfectly and he was always ready for that because he was so fast. Where others would train to be strong or tough or even precise, Eric focused on all of those but above all speed. The ability to punch someone so quickly they could not even see it was not something to be taken lightly, to be able to literally run rings around a foe who could not follow his movements, and to be able to punch someone with such speed that the momentum increased your natural speed one hundredfold - all of these things were glorious to Eric. He knew no other way to fight after all.

Still he was playing nice right now, he hadn't even launched a counter-attack yet and the man always had a slight pause after he attacked each time, a pause where he turned to look at Eric again. The boy theorised as this happened that the man's accuracy wasn't high enough to really see Eric's dodges - he just knew his attacks weren't hitting.
It was time to fight back then.
As another scythe attack was dodged, a horizontal-slash that would have taken Eric's legs if he didn't jump, he finally waggled the fingers on his right hand, the blades he had summoned earlier lashing out a moment later. Of the three he sent forth two were dodged cleanly, the man leaning to one side and back to avoid them but the third bit into his leg, hard, sending a jetting spray of crimson liquid out into the night.

"I love the scent of blood you know," Eric said conversationally as the swords came back to him, all five doing a merry little star-shaped twirl as he said that, "It's so fresh and it smells so much of life itself - it's the purest scent really."
The man's disgusted look was all the child needed to strike again, all five blades flashing out this time in a whirling-stabbing-slashing-cutting whirlwind, lashing out and scoring strike after strike on the man and driving him to his knees within a moment, his muscles and tendons cut and his scythes falling from his hands even as a bright blue energy appeared in his eyes.

"You sicken me kid," he said in that same emotionless voice, though his face was so beyond angry -and afraid- "And for that I'll make you p-"
He didn't get a chance to finish that sentence, for Eric punched him -hard- in the throat, making him choke momentarily and the blue light in his eyes wink out. Then the light of the world winked out for him as two of Eric's blades slashed horizontally across his face, slashing across his eyes and blinding him permanently.
"Excellent!" Eric said in a terrifying little kid voice, the brightness of how he spoke more than enough to chill his opponent to the bone, "Then I guess you wont talk for me! So how about instead," his voice dropped back to a normal pitch, no longer child-like but full of the malice and horror of death itself, "You scream for me."

And then his foe began to scream...
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Before anything else could be said between Relyk and Ryo, five men would make their presence known. They had a strong aura, and each of them seemed to be part of some random gang. They were covered in tattoos and piercings, and each one of them had a distinguishably different weapon. The men leading the group had long brown hair, bright blue eyes. He wore very loose clothing, and was wielding two twin swords. The man to his left had short black hair, dull green eyes. He was wielding a pike, and his clothing seemed to be made of brilliantly crafted metallic armor. Then you had the guy with the crossbow. It seemed there was always at least one guy to have a freaking crossbow. His hair was blonde, and his eyes were also green. Though his eyes were brighter than the guy with the pike. The other two men seemed to be twins with auburn hair, brown eyes. One was wielding a whip, and the other was holding a great two handed sword.

"What do we have here? A friendly little skirmish? Why weren't we invited?" Relyk looked down to the men, responding. "Yes Ryo, why didn't we invit-" But before he could finish his somewhat comedic sarcastic response, he would end up being kicked from the roof top to the ground. The dragon slayer came skidding across the ground, the only thing padding his fall being his talons as they wrapped around his body. He looked up, obviously injured. "so..fast.." He muttered through gritted teeth, glancing to the twin who had just kicked him. "How the hell did he even get up there..?" Relyk thought, pushing himself to his feet. His hat had fallen to the ground, and his clothing was ripped from the surprise attack. Blood trickled down from his cheek, and his arms were skinned from the fall.

The man leading the group started laughing awkwardly, hands by his hips. "I never said I was done talking boy.. Tell me, where would be the nearest bank? My boys and I are.. in a financial crises and want to make a withdraw." His voice was rough, almost freakishly deep. Relyk by this point, was trying to find some type of weakness. Though if you can't even witness someone's actions, how do you prepare a defense? Anticipation and intuitive thought would be pretty much required.

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Relyk had obviously not anticipated being so physically inferior to the man, therefor he didn't want to arrogantly rush in and get the crap kicked out of him again. Though he did know that he wanted to get revenge on the twin holding the whip. It was frustrating, to look up to the man as he glanced down from Relyk's previous position. With clenched fist, the Dragon Slayer turned to Yovel and Ryo, then back to the kid. "Fuck it.." Relyk said, running forward as he prepared yet another attack. Though this time, he would have the element of surprise. Hopefully these men didn't use magic.
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As they crashed to town Ryo's body would be shoved just barely aside as Relyk made a rather mad dash away as far as possible from Ryo with good reason. Ryo slowly getting to his feet almost sluggishly as his gaze turned to Relyk now on top of a building. " Ya aint leave'n this here town till ya pay with ya blood for the place ta' tore on up. " Ryo said in a no argument needed manner this was no discussion to Ryo it was a matter of fact.

As the feeling sunk down over the area Ryo for the most part really didn't seem effected by it. Ryo had come face to face with evil, Ryo had worked for some truly evil people before, he could still think of ones group that gave him chills and this feeling was nothing compared to that. As the men started to show up and then knock Relyk from the top of the building back down to earth where he belonged Ryo would smirk.

Before Ryo could really address the thugs that arrived a young boy ran up to Ryo seeming to know his name, explaining that San had arrived in town to help and was at his order. " Ya, tell'em ta round up any one from other guilds here in town. " Ryo would say and attempted to grab Relyk by the collar before he could run after the thugs for round two.

" What did I just say? " Ryo would say not even looking at Relyk but the thugs. He would just keep staring at the men unflinching uncaring waiting to see if they would make a move on HIM of all people, they had just heard the boy call his name and know that he had people under him, and Ryo himself spoke of guilds it would quickly become apparent to these thugs that they had just stepped into the gaze of Ryo Hasaki the Wildfire of Tartaros, meaning this was Tartaros territory.


The ball was in their court, then again Ryo was sort of waiting for his prize student to get off his butt and take these fools out in one move. That was unless Yovel had turned on Ryo just as Relyk had. Then again the sounds of a man screaming for his life surely did set the mood quite well, surely now of all times these thugs weren't about to attack one of the strongest dark guilds in Fiore on there own turf when they are all out and about.





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Relyk was just about to launch forward, only to be grabbed by Ryo. Though, much to his surprise, the other men just began laughing at the kid's lack of speed. Now, Relyk understood that emotions didn't belong on the battlefield, and that went for pride. He not only had an impossible opponent to outrun, and defeat.. that being Ryo, but he had a squad of men who had just literally kicked him back to God's green earth without any effort from a big ass building. Maybe it would actually be somewhat intelligent to just sit here and let the big guy clean everything up. But, then something else was brought to Relyk's intention, something that seemed quite sketchy. As a future Gremiore Guild member, he didn't want to be caught in a huge Tartaros affair. In fact, he didn't want word to get out about his specific source of magic. There were already large amounts of people already searching for Relyk in order to 'observe' his abilities.

With Relyk's talons submerged, yet still active.. The slayer would bide his time. He didn't have that much longer to keep his ability at the ready, and timing would be everything. It was then, that Relyk noticed the twin who had launched the surprise attack, was just now regrouping with his group of renegade buddies.

"Oi, Listen e're red boy.. speak like d'at to us again, and I'll ave yo head." This time, it was the twin who spoke. Though, not the one who had kicked Relyk. It was the twin with the monstrosity of a weapon. "Per'aps you an't aware of our potential?" And with that, the man rushed forward, blade aimed at Ryo. Though, due to the distance and proper warning.. Relyk was able to calculate this one. It'd be risky, but as the man ran up, Relyk's Talons would burst out, two headed towards Ryo's side in efforts to not only release Relyk, but to push him away from the attack, and the other three aimed directly at the twin's legs, and lower waist. The twin seemed somewhat confident, but for some reason only noticed two of the three arms that were inbound towards him. As the man gained distance, he would completely wipe out two of the lightning arms, only to be tripped up by the third. The man would come skidding straight towards Ryo, just stopping at the swordman's feet. Relyk looked up, noticing his own freedom. But he was a slight bit curious what Ryo would do to someone so..impolite.

Meanwhile, Screams could be heard in the distance.. and that was exactly where Eric had run off to. "eh, they're not his screams, so I shouldn't be worried." Relyk thought. But the Slayer did want to take cover, especially if a guild was about to assemble on Relyk's position. And he didn't think Ryo's guild mates would appreciate Relyk destroying random bill boards and buildings just to signal a friend. After all, who does shit like that? So as quick as it had happened, Relyk had swallowed his pride and took off, trying to get deep into the city before anyone could actually realize where he was. "Pride, I swear it's going to get me killed one day." He thought as he reluctantly fled the scene. It wasn't like Relyk 'wanted' to flee, it was the fact that he realized the vast difference between his power, and everyone else's. By now, the other four men had acted out in response to Relyk's attack, and were now in pursuit of the Dragon Slayer, though they weren't as scary as Ryo.. or so Relyk thought.
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Oberon was panting and clutching his stomach, with an arm out ahead of him as if he were trying to reach out after Ryo who had sped away into the distance where he couldn't follow.
The blood mage panted and tried his hardest to follow and jog slightly but DAMN he was out of shape! Oberon could feel those flaming cheese puffs now and decided to take another break and sit down on a nearby piece of rubble next to a burning building where some guys were trying to wake up their dead friend, how cliche. Oberon sighed and just sat there for a few minutes and didn't really do anything of real importance while the chaos ensued in the city around him. You know he probably should have been doing something productive like fighting the attacker- or attackers, but he didnt want to pull a hammy. The dark mage's regeneration factor was accelerating his metabolism as usual, weird thing really, so it took him maybe a couple of minutes for him to catch his breath and be back on his feet. When the hell had Ryo become so fast? Or maybe all his magic training was just making him slow? Gah, the whole idea was too hard to really play out in his head. Honestly the dark mage had gotten used to this kind of stuff by now though, especially since there was little that seemed to take him by surprise anymore. That damn woman crying over there though, THAT was a disturbance to the peace. "WOULD YOU SHUT THE HELL UP? I HAVE WORK TO DO!" the blood mage called over before growling and mutteirng under his breath.


"Alright lets see what we've got here" the blood mage said as he stood back up and looted some dead guy for his shoes and coins. It was an unsaid thing really, usually criminals looted a guy for his shoes, funny. Shrugging at his findings, the dark mage tossed them behind him over his shoulder, accidentally hitting some old guy who was struggling to get up before he casually walked over into another alley, and was enguled in the shadows once more. It was in herehe felt much more safe, he felt at home here- his insecurities long gone from his state of mind. The shadows were a fickly soul, they were a saving grace and yet managed to be you deathtrap if you fully embraced it. It was people like Obeorn among others who saw this fine line, enter fully and the shadows will claim you but walk in the light and you will never truly be free. And that was something the dark mage coveted the most, freedom, no constraints or rules- just him and the world without having to worry aobut what is said. Oberon grinned full, his pealry white teetch nearly glowing in the dark of the alleyway where the other filth like him lived- good times. In a few swift movements, Oberon lept onto an old trash can and jumped on top of a dumpsted before leaping for a fire escape that was a few feet in fornt of him. Grabbing on, the dark mage ascended upwards out of hte alleyway and onto the rooftops of Coreopsis where he could get a better vantage point that standing in the confines of the alley.

Up here though, the blood mage felt sick. Like there was too much from up here. Growling he was nearly tempted t jump back into the darkness where he was safest, but fought the urge and crouched over a ledge. "Okay, where are the most explosions coming from? Where is the most death? Where are the souls lying in anguish and torment?" Obeorn muttered to himself as he looked down at the people of Coreopsis panicking at the explosions going aorund- well they weren't relaly paicking per say, more along ht elines of confused. That was bad, he was expecting something more along th elines of people running around in circles. "No, these are not the ones- they seem to proud to beg for their lives" he muttered and in a flash jumped to the next building, running along the roof edges and swinging on clothe's lines- the first itme the line broke though and he smashed into a wall. One dead bystander and spell later though and he was right as rain, regenerated and all that stuff. His transfusion was a lifesaver at times. Anyways, the deeper he went into the city the more he seemed to be getting closer to the action, the explosions kept getting bigger and louder like a full on war was erupting- this made sense since any normal person who was left was probably runing away in fear from the events ahead. With antcipation in his mind, the blood mage jumped from a nearby rooftop- leap' of' faithining' into a nearby haybale and watching the scenes around him and ready for a fight.

"You're joking right?" Obeorn muttered to himself

Growling, the dark mage looked at the empty scene. There was no fighitng here, a few after explosions form this scene that had been attacked but beyond that there was nothing. Frowning, the blood mage tentatively stepped out of the hay bale nad ruffled some of the strands of wheat out of his hair. He approached the scene cautiously, ready to jump back ifthe attacker was still around- although his magic wasnt exactly specialized at escaping so far. Oberon instead focused on analying the scene, he had played a lacrimal game like this once- or was it a song? Whatever bro. "Not much to see, could have been a few guys doing this or ten" he said since it wouldnt take much to blow up a building, esepcially if there was a mage involved. As for Oberon, he wasn't worried about anyone coming too soon, the city was in complete dissarray. " The lament here was delightful, he could almost taste the death and pain- feeling it meant you were alive really. Without experiencing pain once and a while one was apt forgoet you existed. After a few more seconds of analyzing though, he could tell that the attcks were of magic oriented- as far as he could tell. There didn't seem to be any gunpowder or explosives from where Oberon was standing. "Power... you can feel the remnanants of it even now" Oberon said to himself, watching the falmes rise up. The sound of footsteps broke Obeorn out of his stupor, "Oh? What have we here..." the dakr mage said to hismelf before calmly and slowly turning to face th newcomer- raising an eyebrow, he grinned slightly while running out the best possible escape route if necessary.

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The screams died down, after a time, maybe five minutes of the man screaming his lungs out without break. It's not that he didn't get breaks, Eric was one to kill after all not torture but if it came down to it he knew what hurt a man and how to inflict it best to elicit the reaction he wanted. Sadly his foe had not been the one he was after, he was an enforcer of the trio, a brute - barely even worth Eric's time. But he had taken that time, for it was the part of his fun here today - he was already going to be owing this city quite a bit of money for rebuilding alone, he might even get a bounty on his head from Tartaros for killing some of their members, even though Eric would plead accident.
But as he finally raised his hands, the blades hovering over his right one dripping with the man's blood, he stared down at the wrecked and ruined form of what had once been a man before him and he sighed. Really he should have left him slightly less disfigured but he had gotten caught up in the moment, regrettably so now though it had been so delicious at the time.
"Next." was all the boy said as he turned, pivoting towards the site of his first attack and rushing off.




The footsteps that approached Oberon were of that very tall woman in the red dress, the woman with a small smile on her bright red lips, her equally-bright-red eyes shining with some currently undefined emotion as she calmly walked towards both the site of the wreckage and the strange young man before her. She didn't speak at first, she simply walked past him, her sword held in the sheath in her left hand as she passed him but Oberon would feel a chill as she passed, almost as though his movements were slowed somehow, as though his reflexes and his body were slower than they should have been.
"Ohhh," the woman laughed in a throatily-deep voice but still very feminine and pitched in just a way to make you aware of it, "This is beautiful work. Are you," she turned to look at Oberon and the feeling would enhance - not just a slowing of movement but a complete inability now, "The one who did it?"




Eric was running. Seriously running. Before he had been moving around the city stealthily but quickly, before he had simply been meandering along to get to his next location. That had been fine, to him it was jogging at most but now... now he was running - sprinting even at his top speed. It was incredible really, if you could follow it, most people on the street wouldn't even see the child who ran past them, ran through them, ran around them, all they would feel was a burst of wind a moment after he passed by and was already a dozen metres away, a burst that would knock most -if not all- of them on their asses. But why was Eric in such a rush?
He could feel magic, oppressive magic, coming from nearby. At each of the sites he had attacked he had left something, a coin, something whipped up just for this excursion out from the labs at Grimoire Heart and they were tailored to measure such a force. He knew his next target was in action at his first attack-site, he just had to make sure he got there before they escaped...




The woman didn't speak any more, she simply smiled down at Oberon who was still unable to move. She was very tall, at least a head taller than the man and as she approached her fingers idly played with the hilt of her blade, her bright red nails shining in the fires from the exploded-restaurant.
No, she didn't speak, but she did begin to hum [url]a fairly strange tune[/url] - it was very lilting in some ways but ominous in others, and as she walked closer and closer her hands played more and more with her sword hilt. It was clear she was about to do something very violent, very fatal and very bloody to Oberon soon, especially once she got within about two metres of him and finally drew the blade. The metal was dull, almost obviously blunt, but the entire blade's length was stained with dry blood. Smiling in an almost cat-like way she took another step, the blade reversing in her hand as she prepared to slash Oberon's head from his shoulders...

Only for a small black object to come out of nowhere and slam very hard into her head, sending her careening down the street.
Landing easily, Eric Bashere 'tsked and cracked his neck to one side, five silver blades floating in a five-pointed star-shaped pattern behind him before unassembling and simply hovering around his body. He threw a glance towards the man with the long-black-hair to one side of him before shaking his head and turning his gaze back to the woman who had just now regained her feet and was smiling, but with anger now.
"Greetings, Oberon of Tartaros," Yes, he recognised the man, "And how are you this fine evening? Alive at least."
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As the thugs decided a warning wasn't fair enough one choose to charge at Ryo! However it seemed Relyk wasn't fond of waiting for the enemy to come to him as he used his talons to attempt to push him away from Ryo's grasp when in truth would just really choke Relyk himself as Ryo had him by the collar, however after he started to push and his collar tightened around his neck and would start to either tear and choke him at the same time Ryo released the man just as the thug cam crashing and skidding to his feet. With no words Ryo simply kicked the man square in the face knocking him out almost instantly.


Ryo turned his head back to Relyk however the golden haired boy had already high tailed it. " All talk, tch should'a known " Ryo would say as he shook his head rather sickened with the fact he once called the man running for his life a friend once, then again it all started to seem trouble followed Relyk when ever he showed up around Ryo, last time he nearly got arrested for fighting with Larkin and now the town was being blasted..Relyk both times something was off about that boy.


Ryo would proceed with full speed to the third and last blast site that Eric had done, In Ryo's mind he figured the last site of the blast must have been the true mark since no other explosions had happened since the third one. Sure he had screams coming from rather the opposite direction but that could have been Oberon killing off someone attacking or causing trouble or perhaps even Sion getting ahold of someone, maybe even San had got his hands already one someone either way, Ryo was leaving this area Yovel could catch up if he wanted to explain Ryo however didn't have time to spare he had fire to put out with the bodies of those who caused them.


It wouldn't be long before Ryo would arrive at the bank now rather destroyed to all hell, the place was rather consumed by flames with who knows how many inside however Ryo would find one thing curious as he walked the outter edge of the destruction a man cut into five different pieces, crouching low to the ground for a moment to look closly at the slice and diced man Ryo raised a eyebrow " who..." Ryo would say just as foot step heavier then any common person could be heard emerging near by. Ryo's hand slowly moving toward the hilt of his chainsaw on his back as he slowly raise up from the ground not even looking toward the sound. " Who dur " Ryo would ask awaiting some sort of reply, did he find the hunter or the hunted?
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To say curiosity killed the cat would be an understatement.

You see, the cat wa snot simply killed by curiosity. It is an urge, a driving urge that will push you beyond your limits and to be rash- and Oberon was indeed being very rash. In this instance his own curiosity had yielded the discovery of some woman of course, but what had he received in return? A mysterious woman that was simply screaming 'danger zone' by the mere air tht she gave off. Oberon couldnt tell what it was about her, but he could tell that there was something in her eyes that he didn't want to see. That stupid smirk was plastered on his face, as usual, it seems as though he would never learn now would he? Heh, you'd think after being smacked around so many times that he would be more cautious with what he get himself into instead of walking blindly into a trap. The Cat was subject to its demise, poetic really, if you were into that sort of thing like Oberon was, maybe if he found a way out of this he would write a song about it all. That is IF he did get out of this. Although the woman did not seem to be making much noticeable movement against him. He could tell, he could feel it coming off her, everything in her stride seemed to ocnflict with his intrests.
At least she was pretty hot though, Oberon thought to himself despite the fact that this woman was probaly bad new for him. If the situation were diffrent he probably wouldhave hit on her a bit, got her drunk, slip her some drugs- you know tha tkind of thing, every man required some form of indulgance sooner or later? What was hers?

"I take it that....you're...not......here....to.........." Obeorn was cut off from his speech though and his wit as the woman crossed past him. Natually he would have kept his eyes on her to make sure that she wasn't trying anything against him, but there was something wrong. Oberon's wit seemed to fade, hs insight was second guessing itself, the darkness- it felt so far away from him. Oberon felt a shiver run up his spine, which was unforutnate since he usually didnt get all that scared- surprised but he had not experienced fear the way others have. A nervousness took over though as he felt his body involuntarily freeze up. If he could have said something to piss her off or to boost his ego than tha tmight have calmed him a bit, but truthfully he had never prepared for a situation like this before. He was a damn fool for walking out into the open like this where he was so vulnerable. Had the shadows rejected him? Had he strayed too far into the light? Who knew, really he had imagined something like this happening during an S-Class mission. Unfortunately for Oberon there was little that he could do besides listen and stare onwards with his sadist grin as the woman hummed to herself a soft tune- it was soothing, calm, reeking of life and hope- Oberon hated it, it left a soure taste in his mouth that made him want to spit. Unfortuantley Oberon was immobile and unable to protest against the woman raising her sword.... Damn, at least... maybe... he would have liked a more bitchin' song for when he was sent off.

Oberon prepared for the sudden feeling, hoping by some miracle of god that she would somehow be faulty and leave enoug time for Oberon to heal up and regenerate, but it never came.
Instead there was a strange sound and the woman was sent flying down the street. In a reliefe, Oberon stumbled forwards and was caught off balance by the sudden return of his bodily functions. So yeah, he crashed into the wall like a total dumbass. It took him a few seconds for his mind to reel what had just happend, while he slowly rubed his neck where the sword would have surely gone through if he were to have not been saved. It seems as though that the man had bigger fish to tackle than a high ranking C class mage, which wasnt that infamous really. Oberon felt his wits retunring and raised an eyebrow at the boy who was staring solely ahead at the woman who was smiling with a crazed anger at the boy. "I see, i understand now. You're the one that she was looking for... Intriguing" Oberon said staggering forwards a bit and regaining his posture and senses. Oberon stared at the boy for a while, it was obvious he was ridiculously powerful, enough to probably wipe the blood mage's face clean off if he so chose. Oberon took a note to stay on the good side of the boy...for now, for the dagger of deception ran deep- it is slow and will someitmes take ages, but it is this dagger that strikes the hardest... Naturally though the boy was used to this, thus the dark mage attempted to simply act normal. "So you have a connection to the woman yes? Well i hope you dont mind but..." Oberon grinned at the boy before looking at the woman at the other end of the street, "I typically prefer fighting back instead of watching... I do crave her blood, her melody is exotic and it will be mine- if you would allow." Oberon said.

"Or you could B Negative... you'd be just my type" Oberon said, a subtle threat place in none the less but he made sure to conceal it somewhat by looking back at the boy. He certainly had the more flashier moveset now didn't he? Oberon certainly had been taken by surprie, but that wasn't any excuse, this human was pathetic enough to have attacked him. Thus her compact was sealed, her blood would run through his fingers. You see that same urge that kills the cat? It will never leave, and until it is sated with its thrist for blood, it will merely keep coming back.
The apex in this situation mayhave singled out his own prey here, "However, you saved me- although i have a feeling you would not be so...apathetic.... again" the blood mage said to the anti-mage. It was curious though, how did the boy know his name? He had not had much notoriety in the dark guild system yet, he was merely a rook on his way to becoming a knight- and hopefully one day a king, a bloodlike god amongst men. For now though he would look up at the boy with both shared ideals with sadism and a flare for death, "Who are you though... you somehow know of me..........Anyways, i am doing quite fine, i was taking a stroll when i found this incident... But for the most part i could use some food, there is a good restraunt nearby i think- oh wait- yes it was destroyed in the explosion oh dear... Well, it is an intresting situation, although i wasn't expecting meeting you here, yet i do owe you for saving me... Mysterious Stranger"
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The thing that really bothered Relyk, was his lack of strength. The whole purpose of achieving his dreams of becoming a dragon slayer, was so that he could grow in power. To be able to protect not only himself, but those around him. Every single time he was looked down on, never as an equal. For Ryo to man handle him in the way that he did, it infuriated him. It was for this reason, he would train himself non stop. Meanwhile the group of bandits were shrinking the distance gap, and at this rate Relyk would be caught. Only few options allowed for a slim chance of survival. No, this would have to be timed properly. As he rounded the corner, he would jump straight into the nearest trash can. The men came by literally within seconds, moving at full speed. The slayer held his breath, remaining still. The men were loud and ungraceful, but fast. Thank god for the head start and the confusion caused by Ryo, or he would have never made it as far as he did.

After a few minutes of waiting, Relyk had pulled himself out and was now brushing the trash off. The smell was absolutely putrid though, so before things could be continued, Relyk would head to the hotel to refuel and shower. It didn't take long for the Mage to get back, and understanding the nature of things, he made sure to hurry. Within five minutes, he had showered, cleaned the dry blood off of his arms and face, and dressed in a midnight black suit. He placed on his head a small black hat, calling for Lite. The demonic fox transformed, and on command, and fired three lightning bolts straight towards Relyk. The Dragon Slayer swallowed the magic whole, looking up as he straightened his suit jacket. "Stay here, too dangerous out there.." Relyk muttered as he exited the hotel promptly. Pushing the hat down to hide his features, he would set off for the second zone in which Eric had destroyed. He had to meet up with Eric and lend him a hand, even if it was all in vain. It was a sad thought, not feeling useful in the slightest. But Relyk couldn't just stand idle. So as he walked down the street leading up to the destruction, he would make sure to move at a slow pace, trying to hide his presence and remain anonymous.
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OOC: Time warping here. Though for just one paragraph and cbf responding to what everyone did.

Yovel was caught in a surprise attack as a flash of flame seared across the air. He was still distracted by other things that happened around him. Such as Eric vanishing out of his sight with his high speed once more and then Relyk blabbing on like some fool. There wasn't much Yovel needed to do, but was amused by Ryo's arrival as he smacked the annoying lightning dragonslayer. He was a good person maybe? Yovel had run into him once before and that was nothing but mistrust and secrets. Either way Yovel stepped in front of Vits as he took the brunt of the flames. The flames scorched and destroyed his poncho revealing his armour underneath. His body tensed up as the flames went over him. Vits was fine and well the matters around them wasn't that great. It seemed that by meeting Eric and surviving they were considered affliates of Eric. Well Yovel is an ally of Eric, he wasn' sure about Relyk and Ryo most likely not. Still they had some people who appeared around them and they wanted to eliminate them.

Yovel wasn't fussed, but he was not in the mood to deal with them. He was concerned with why Eric was causing chaos in the area and the destruction caused by the attacks in a dark guild city. He didn't want things to be complicated for him as his plans and experiments needed time to be completed. If he was caught in other matters such as guild wars and the like then hings will be pushed back and he didn't have that time to spare. Turning to Vits, Yovel ignored the attacks and Vits hovered into the air. Grabbing his talon, Yovel looked around him and saw a few people moving towards the two other mages and to the major powers in the place. The situation has become "messy". Too many things were happening at once and it was best not to jump into one. It was better to look at things in a bigger picture scale. There weren't many concerns considering the players in the field. Eric. Ryo. Himself. The three of them could protect themselves from anything that might appear. The others? It did not matter to Yovel. They were not his tribesmen. He had no attachment to them other than Clear and Oberon and thus had no concerns with the number of people appearing and wanting to cause harm to them. Vits then took to they skies and went high into the sky above the city. There he was a dot in the clouds from the ground and thus Yovel and he could see the city below. The people moving about had become blurred and hidden in the roof tops that littered the place and the dark alleys that lined the buildings.

Their current goal is not to track everyone and everything that was happening below, but just to remove themselves from the situation and take a second look at what they should do. Observing the situation, there were many battles and he could see collateral damage to the ground below. Yovel was still holding onto Vits' talon and he wasn't too much concerned until he noticed someone getting close to Eric. Vits lowered himself and as they were heading towards the ground, Yovel saw Oberon, who he was glad to be alright. Oberon was injured in one of the trials and was recuperating. Soon if Oberon was well, then the three of them might go to Yovel's tribe and finish his business. Still, he was approaching Eric and Yovel didn't want Eric to cleave Oberon into small pieces. A number of explosions occured in the same area, mostl from Eric and his battle. Not knowing the actual situation. Vits dropped Yovel onto the ground and with a small tap, Yovel landed and then started to move towards Oberon who was further up the street. The area around them was really destroyed and well there was a person flying into the air. It wasn't anyone who Yovel recognised, but even then the situation here was confusing. He just hoped that Clear wasn 't in any danger.
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