The O.W.L.s: The World Is Yours

[Falconblade7591]

Tai saw Sebastian come up next to him as he heard his somewhat inform him he only had enough time to look at his face then saw the portal beginning to move him, Tai was somewhat surprised but in mid movement he finally had an idea,"...Alright Butler...Lets give him a good show" Tai burst out of the portal and behind Che, aiming an elbow straight to his back, in his other hand he carefully slipped some paper explosives into his palm and dropped them at his feet. Tai already has a few more tricks...quite literally hidden up his sleeves. Tai wanted more from this hack, even if he had to drag it out of him himself at this point, seeing Seb's assist made apparent that this was no time to use every trick in the book, weather ot not Che would live through the first three chapters was up to him. Tai once again kept alert for anything at this point.

Kojiro was about to feel the Dog's fur when he suddenly heard something...

"I am protecting mah bunneh!"

The frail glass that was Kojiro's sanity seemed to have cracked,"...Words..." Kojiro's lips pulled into a nervous...if not unconscious laugh, they were not Serena's voice, Rikka could not speak, the only other one was...Cerberus,"...You spoke...no your lips aren't moving...you....mind....did you?..." Kojiro blamed it on the sudden shock,"..I'ts all in my head....there is no way that dog could speak telepathically". Kojiro looked at it at the brink of insanity,"...Even if it was him....what the heck does that even mean?" he wondered. Serena said they were friends now, and Cerbs seemed friendly enough, he tried one more time, simply brushing it off as a moment of weakness...he reached out again to pet Cerbs.  

[Mahareshi]

Che returned to his neutral stance when after his kick connected with Tai and sent him across the sand a short ways. At least that little tactic worked, as it usually did on others. Still, that wouldn't be enough to put him down and Che knew this. Right now, weakening him was the goal...something to draw out Sebastian unless the butler was that kind of teammate. When the tall man came to the younger Owl's aid, Che knew that he'd help when he needed, but beyond that was mindgames. Hell, as if Tai wasn't fast enough, he had to teleport the agile fighter behind him. Thanks to Fenn's power, which was active during all of Che's tougher fights now, he could see them as clear as day save for the blind spot that made Sebastian look headless and Tai scalpless.

Really? Meh, alright. More thinking then... Che didn't know or care if the duo knew that he could see them when they reappeared. What only mattered now was countering Tai's elbow. That was easier than what was meant to follow. Ready for the attack, Che spun around, diverted Tai's attack and followed with a nice push to make a bit of space. Now for the more technical part of the combination. Che turned his attention to the portal Owl after a quick step backwards from Tai and faced him fast. Giving no time for the butler to react, the Italian launched a punch at the tip of his nose, then stopped before hitting him. He drew his fist away from him and what was left behind was a floating paper replica of Che's tightly coiled fist. It's texture resembled the roughness of paper mache and it's color was white, the color of the printing paper it was made by. After the spiral that was created as Che pulled away tapered off to a point, the Mastering Owl bounded backwards and landed in a crouched position towards the middle of the ring.

Stage two of the assault was now underway. Che would let the fist hover there for a moment. What it would do when he willed it he decided would be left up to imagination for now. It's color wasn't a clue and he hoped this would mislead the two. Haven't used these concepts in such a long time.....thanks guys. Thanks alot... To help himself now, the nimble man tossed a single, yet large decks of cards onto the ground. This was a strategic sacrifice as that deck, coupled with another somewhere on him, was his current mode of attacking. The printing paper that covered his body save for his right fist now was more for defense when his five power cards weren't active...he still remained hoping he wouldn't have to use a single one of those power cards besides Fenn's power. In mere moments, the cards sank into the ground and what arose before Che was a lengthy, razor sharp dorsal fin. It would click to the two just what this was once they laid eyes upon it. For now, it would swim within the sand nipping away at the feet of any who ventured too close to it...

Che sent his aquatic...land beast off to bother Sebastian for the time being. The Italian could not be in two places at once now could he? That left Tai now for combat. From his position, Che swung his left arm outward across his body creating a razor sharp whip of cards that extended from his wrist. Sand was thrown up by the swipe, but the frizzy haired bum doubted it would get in Tai's eyes. If it did, the fighter should consider goggles or something. With his other arm, he came down with a large fist composed of printing paper. The width and weight of this extension were great and would take nothing less than pure speed to evade. The young fighter could manage it though. If not, he was going to be either sliced, or crushed. Maybe even both if his fortune wasn't up to it.

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Moli was impressed by what Cecilia had created with her primary ability. It was something he'd had a hunch about when he first saw it, but now that it was set before him, things were different. He needed to think of a way to kill it and fast. The rider of the dragon Draco was Andromeda, a woman....constellation thing. From looking, the dragon seemed to be the bigger threat as it was physically bigger than the celestial skinned woman riding it. The golden blade of light hummed in the Herald's coiled fist as he pieced together a plan of action for both the constellations and their owner, Cecilia.

As if the dragon/rider duo wasn't enough, Anderson had to release a demon onto the field. It wasn't like the other he had. This one stood on two feet and while it was still tall, it seemed lighter and more agile. Oh my god....why is everyone using monsters all of a sudden?! That was great for Moli...three monsters on the field and neither of them connected to their masters in anyway. Clearly, this disjointed method of attack was their advantage. They didn't need to approach like he and Anya had to so they were almost always safe as long as their pals were around. Moli knew that between him and Anya, only he had fast, infinite ranged projectile so he could at least shoot back. Anya's Earth powers could bypass all of it and go straight for Cici and Anderson. While Cici could fly and effectively bypass that part of Anya's abilities, Moli had no idea if Anderson could as well. He doubted his power could allow it, and having his beast lift him would only put him in harm's way...much like Che, the blonde light user was seeing this as a game of chess. There had to be away to get them directly and quickly. Anya's part was large, but Moli couldn't see it just yet.

Taking off toward Draco, Moli encased himself in an armor of light. Weightless, yet dense enough to protect against a few good blows. The blonde resembled a paladin of light or something out of the video games he loved so much. His golden saber of light only added to the visual. Getting past Anderson's monster, he flashed a grin at his cousin essentially telegraphing that even with gravity heightened around him, he'd still need to move faster than that. Draco and it's rider Andromeda were closing in fast. Moli, the Light Herald was evading even faster. Rolling beneath the monster, he lifted his arm and dragged his lightsaber down most of the length of the dragon. Only further down did the saber begin to pierce, but it's neck only took a burn. Serious, but not threatening to the life of the monster. Now that it was out of his way though, he could aim at the real target. After pointing a finger at the monster's controller Cecilia, he took aim and fired. As there was no wind, his shot wasn't obstructed and as a sniper anyway, distance wasn't an issue. The gravity, which was hardly enough to bend light, would still have some influence on the 'light' Moli utilized anyway.  

[dragon-talk]

Anya rolled her eyes when Moli asked her if she could handle fight Cecilia and Anderson along side him. "Let's just get this thing started." she said with an exasperated sigh. Though on the inside, she had been eager to try out some of her own new skills too. She already was prepared, having taken a hold of a few of those Earth-threads just as soon as she entered the room. Even if she wasn't completely immersed in an area that was forested or something, she could still connect to the Earth itself to use her powers. So long as there was something that inherited its existence from the earth in her presence, she had something to draw her energy from.

When Cecilia began their little sparring match by summoning both Andromeda and Draco in a flashy display of her new abilities as the Gravity Herald, Anya was ready. She knew she may not be able to take on those monsters right away, but she knew that maybe Moli had something up his sleeves to take care of that for a while. After all, Draco and Andromeda were concentrating on the Light Herald at the moment. While Cecilia... Well, she had opted to take a direct attack to Anya. Anya didn't move an inch. All she had to do was pluck one of those invisible threads she had hold of and her body would cascade apart into billions of grains of sand. Because of this, Cecilia's strike wouldn't hit anything but sand, and Anya wouldn't really feel anything. All Anya would know at this point was that she was one with the ground beneath the floorboards of their training room. It was her method of 'melting' into the earth, just like Nik used his shadows as transport, now Anya could use the Earth to do so in comparison.

With this, Anya left Cecilia to wonder what the heck had just happened. Instead, Anya's consciousness focused itself onto Anderson, her other sparring opponent. She kept Cecilia's position in the back of her mind. Well, the voice in her head was telling her where Cecilia was. He could be dealt with swiftly.

The sand that had been Anya's body swirled along the ground and reformed into her fully-clothed figure about two yards to the left of where she had been standing earlier. Anya didn't have to be fully reformed to be able to use the threads. This time she plucked three more threads that she had held onto and (to Anderson, Moli, and Cecilia it would look like Anya was wildly swinging her arm and fist in a circle) swung the thread around. One thread would summon a giant rock pike out of the floor underneath the demon to pierce it from below, and the other would bring a strong web-like vine of thorns from the base of that pike to swing at Anderson's waist, attempting to snag him and then fling him away from the battle towards the stand of trees. The third thing that happened was that a slow growing diamond encasement began forming around the blade of Anderson's sword.  

[Luna Kosane]

Draco suffered a blow to the neck, but it was not enough to disperse him. Even if Moli did manage to rid himself of him, he could not kill him permanently. After all, constellations were infinite. They could not be completely destroyed. Not to mention, Cecilia had many more Constellations at her disposal, which she could summon. However, she would never admit to the others that she could only summon two or three at a time for summoning more than that would take its toll on her energy and she needed as much as possible for even this training session as it was some of the worlds strongest Owls against one another.

Unfortunately, Cecilia's attack did not connect with Anya for the new Earth Herald had dispersed herself into a sand form, which Cecilia found impressive. She wondered if Anya had other forms as well. She was sure that her opponent had learned a few impressive tricks. However, admiring Anya's new abilities was not something Cecilia had time for as a beam of light headed her way. Cecilia knew that if she was hit, she would be useless in aiding Anderson as a partner and she couldn't have that could she? Cecilia kicked herself off into a backflip, the beam of light narrowly missing her. As she came back down she twisted her body into a brief handstand before bringing her legs down, bracing herself on the floor.

Anya was now attacking Anderson. This meant that Cecilia would have to deal with Moli on her own. A direct attack wouldn't be smart as Moli possessed that sword of light. Ranged attacks were the best way to go for the Gravity Herald. However, Andromeda and Draco could deal in direct attacks. Cecilia directed Andromeda to dismount Draco, which the constellation complied. As she dropped down on the ground, Andromeda's cosmic bow and arrow formed a sword of pure cosmic energy, which she brought down upon Moli. As she did that, Draco readied another massive orb of energy in its mouth and fired it at Moli so that the opponent was now dealing with two attacks, one ranged and one more direct.

 

[Scythe de Zaran]

FalconBlade7591

Kojiro was about to feel the Dog's fur when he suddenly heard something...
"I am protecting mah bunneh!"

The frail glass that was Kojiro's sanity seemed to have cracked,"...Words..." Kojiro's lips pulled into a nervous...if not unconscious laugh, they were not Serena's voice, Rikka could not speak, the only other one was...Cerberus,"...You spoke...no your lips aren't moving...you....mind....did you?..." Kojiro blamed it on the sudden shock,"..I'ts all in my head....there is no way that dog could speak telepathically". Kojiro looked at it at the brink of insanity,"...Even if it was him....what the heck does that even mean?" he wondered. Serena said they were friends now, and Cerbs seemed friendly enough, he tried one more time, simply brushing it off as a moment of weakness...he reached out again to pet Cerbs.

((NPC - Cerbs - As requested by a Fal. Fal, if you want Cerbs to hear Kojiro's thought speak, you'll have to specify which parts.))

Meanwhile, Cerberus just had that innocent cute look on his face, the kind that Serena swooned over because the Vanishing Owl was a sucker for three headed demon dogs from hell. As Kojiro reached out for Cerbs again after withdrawing, the dog got frisky. Cerberus's size grew until it was about Kojiro's height and then it licked Kojiro and grabbed the kitty with another head. ":3". Mah bunneh! Cerberus projected to Kojiro as one head pointed a nose at Serena....  

[Nicko1421]

With the rally finally truly getting under weigh Anderson felt more alive then he had in such a long time. For quite a while he had taken a back seat to the world but now he felt that he didn't need to, here on this battlefield. As Moli leapt over his demon and him he smiled, the demon screeched before it suddenly looked down, as rocky pikes began to shoot from the ground the demon immediately opened it's mouth towards the ground, firing a concentrated black of some odd black energy it shattered the rock. Soon the demon's eyes turned towards Anya, it's body began to change it crawled on all fours as two more clawed leg like appendages sprouted from it's sides. It's head contorted until it had a longer snout and scale like skin, it's large horrible eyes split into three on each side of it's face and finally a pair of insectoid wings spread from it's back. It screeched loudly as it raced towards Anya opening it's mouth it fired another blast of the black energy.

Anderson also had to pause for a minute as the vines ensnared his body he looked at them, thinking for a moment as he was hoisted effortlessly into the air his body suddenly burst into a cloud of silver mist it shot down swirlding around his sword which subliminated from it's growing diamond prison. When both were freed he reformed his body at the base of the vines, slashing his sword through them he turned towards Anya, slashing his blade horizontally it released a wave of red energy towards her, with his positioning and angle of attack he wouldn't hit his demon minion.

Phantom stood infront of the massive vat tanks as the three creatures crawled from their former homes. He smiled under his mask and looked towards Vincent. "Better be a quick thinker. whether or not they're just a machination of my power I can assure you right here and now they are very much real." With that two of the hulking creatures lumbered towards Vincent their sloppy movements and sheer lack of tact was made up with pure brute force. As one creature raised it's massive arm is slammed it into the cave wall cracking through the rock's surface. The third creature stood towering behind Phantom, it was waiting for a more opportune time to attack, this one it seemed did possess a little bit of tact.

Lucien lowered his hands as her flurry of punches and kicks landed their mark on the various targets on his body, his body limp for a while as he took the beating without resistance. When a kick landed sending him flying backwards he smashed down onto the street sending a plume of smoke up into the air. He stood up from the crack in the ground he had caused and dusted himself off. "The battlefield is no place for emotion. To feel means to die here." He said as his bruises healed up. His hand crackled with electricity as he looked up towards Amara. Pointing two fingers at her a bolt of electricity leapt from his fingertips and fired itself towards Amara. Lucien leapt to the side lifting up a broken car with his telekinesis. He pointed to Amara again as the car flew towards her position. He snapped his fingers as his swords swirled around him creating a deadly shield.  

[Solaris Beauty]

Amara stared at his wounds healing, distracted she felt an indescribable pain. She had been hit by the bolt of electricity seeing how it moves faster than a human could and Amara didn't possess super speed. Falling in pain, her brain began to shut down, the voltage was too high. As the car pieces flew towards her, she managed to throw it off course, crashing into a near by building before exploding. Before her mental power shut off completely she sent three psi bolts hoping to stun Lucien's brain and retardate some of the rest of his powers, but it had a high probability of failing as her powers were now shut down.

Still sore from the high voltage, she lay where she was at staring at the dark sky. She knew that Lucien more than likely would still attack but she had to try and tell her body to move, so far everything was unresponsive. Maybe this was her undoing, she had underestimated Lucien, but where in the hell did he get the electricity power from?

The Monsters that were approaching him were intimidating to the point, Vincent almost pissed his pants. He noticed their movements so apparently they lacked thought. As the rocks began to fall from the monster who had slammed his arm into the cave, Vincent immediately froze the rocks in mid air then shattering them as the debree flew at the monsters but did no real damage. Vincent grabbed his gun and reloaded the clip.

Taking off from his initial position he began to run shooting at both monsters. One swiped at him as Vincent began to fall of the ledge. He couldn't focus on his powers so reaching for his other gun he shot it off as the grapple wrapped around the ledge he had fallen off of. He then began to climb upwards enough to get his body in position as he rushed back upwards. When he finally was back to safety he looked at one of the monsters who lagged behind the second one. Vincent then caused the ledge to break apart using his abilities as it began to fall to it's "death". That left two monsters. Taking out his other gun he began to fire it at the other.

 

[dragon-talk]

If this training match had been a few years ago, Anya would have been ticked off that her attack hadn't necessarily worked. Instead, she was only annoyed. Besides, she wasn't the kind of person to just give up or throw caution to the wind either. And, right now, she had two attacks coming at her: one from the demon, and the other from Anderson. she could have to deal with both, and quickly unless she wanted to be fried to a crisp and sliced in half. All she had to do to avoid both was to throw her body to the left and dodge and roll. She dove over that red slash mark that Anderson sent her way and dodged out of the way. She came out of the roll basically unscathed from either of the attacks. While in the roll, she plucked another two threads. One of which created a large golem made out of stone to lean forward and tackle Anderson's giant demon from behind. It would stab forward with its left arm made out of a diamond spike to try to impale the giant demon it was fighting. That should keep that creature busy for a while. This golem had a mind of its own, so all Anya needed to order it to do was to keep that demon busy. As for dealing with Anderson, that second thread would come in handy. A wave of dirt, mud and rock cascaded at Anderson from the left. That reflective floor was really taking a beating today from all of this.

Once out of her roll, Anya was already on her feet with a few more threads at the ready. She hadn't yet learned to use those threads without moving her hands yet, but she was working toward that goal. However, Anderson and Cecilia didn't have to know that. If that golem was destroyed, the rock it was made out of would just create smaller golems from those pieces and multiply in that fashion to simply try to overwhelm that demon while Anya took Anderson on head on.  

[Lyraleian]

Ember was slightly disappointing when her new partner managed to take out Mr slimy in a few simple hits and then suddenly rushed out the door as the winds picked up. "too slow damn it," she sighed staring at the downed man by the bar and then waited for Daryle to maybe come back inside, barely registering the heavy hurricane winds while the natives scrambled around her to take cover. " now what is he doing?" she wondered after a few moments when he did not appear, carrying the glass she sauntered from her seat to set it back on the bar since the table had been destroyed and continued through the now slightly scattered furniture that was being pushed by the wind force coming from the events outside.
"Daryle! Daryle, Just cause he spilled your drink dosn't mean you have to take it out on the city!" she shouted as she made her way out the door to stare at the figures in the air, Two air Owls?? i was only drinking with one... she thought watching lightly as the two seemed to go at each other with full force, no restraint to the rest of their surroundings Ember noted as several pieces of the upper buildings fell from above, crushing cars and hitting people as they ran for shelter, holding on to what items they could keep while the wind threatened to tear them away. "this is gonna be one hell of a mess" she mumbled sighing as she stared at her empty hand i wonder what the populace here are going to think about Owls after this now she thought dashing into the street as the fight moved away from the bar, she wanted to keep the young man in sight. she had made him drink not knowing the consequences, and now figured she should take responsibility.
The battle went on for several blocks without Ember's interference, other than the times she had to knock away some debris or other that had fallen her way, but all at once things suddenly seemed to quiet down before one of the figures was suddenly sent hurtling towards the earth without the appearance of slowing down. Ember winced as the body made contact with the ground and rushed to check on the figure, recognizing the smell of A Death owl before she could recognize the blonde breezy owl.
"Thomas? How the hell" she mumbled running to stand over Daryle since she knew how Thomas acted. Raising fire covered hands up in Thomas's direction she knew enough of his methods to see a final blow coming, quickly she heated up the air between her palms and created a sort of vacuum with the change in air temperature that sucked up and dissipated a large part of the force of his wind blade. How the hell did he become wind herald? she wondered cooling her hands as she watched the Ex Death owl.  

[Nicko1421]

Lucien stared as the deserted city echoed with the sound of wind. He felt his hair shifting throughout his head. He sighed running his fingers through his hair. He felt the same twinge of mental strain as Amara attempted to shut off more of his powers. "Can't have that now can I?" He asked rhetorically as he looked towards the smoking crater that now held Amara. Walking towards it he slid down the side until he found the apex. Looking down at her his cold eyes slowly changed relaxing with a peaceful contentness that was rarely seen on the new Death Owl's face. He reached down, lifting her into his arms he kissed her gently, this fight was over there wasn't much point in continuing this any further, Lucien had flexed his powers enough, he wasn't just some ordinary Owl as far as killing went well they'd all known that. He pulled his head back as he shifted Amara gently in his arms. "You did excellent. So, tell me about Aiden. I...I want to see him." He said as a tinge of color graced his slightly altered face. Something inside of him wanted to see this child, he wanted it to have everythign in the world, a typical father response. As he started walking with Amara in his arms he wondered why Amara had never told him, but then he realised that their time together in the past year had been limited, they had no time to really sit down and talk and share the news of their new son.

Phantom raised an eyebrow as Vincent successfully managed to kill off one of the creatures. He would have clapped once or twice but he was to busy watching. "Looks like this one is resourceful to. He's doing very well, he was trained well." As the hideous creature fell from the cliff into the endless abyss below the second creature roared shaking the cave's walls lightly shaking loose dust and small pebbles. It rushed towards Vincent tiny green fluid dripping holes scattered along it's body from the barrage of Vincent's bullets, afterall speed and the tactic of "dodging" wasn't in these creature's minds. The third creature finally made it's move, slithering along the cave wall it clinged to the top of the cave ceiling, smashing it's hands into the ceiling it shook loose the stalagmites to fall towards Vincent.

Anderson whistled lightly as Anya dodged the ensemble of attacks, it was truly impressive. He shook his head snapping back into the fight mentality as his demon was tackled to the ground. When Anya's golem began to stab into the demon it screeched turning its head over it snapped it's powerful jaws onto the golem's rock body, for now they could fight amongst themselves, it would take more then a few stabs to take down the demon, and that golem wasn't alive so nothing short of complete annihilation would kill it.

Anderson turned his head towards Anya he glanced out of the corner of his eye as a torrent of mud and rock sloshed towards him. Anderson stabbed his sword into the ground once more holding tightly the wave crashed over him, thanks to his grip he wasn't thrown away by the current. His head shot up from the current of mud and rock he looked towards Anya. Dispersing his body again his misty body shot up from the flood reforming a fwe meters away from the flood. He smiled getting more and more interested in this fight by the minute. He shut forward gripping his blade as he slashed the sword vertically down releasing another bolt of energy. He leapt up holding out one of his hands he fired off a black energy whose exterior matched Cecilia's skin, the night time sky like appearance, straight towards Anya. Unlike Cecilia Anderson didn't have gravitational powers so his use of energy and his two familiars would have to hold up against the Earth Herald.  

[XxHakaxX]

((NPC---Sebastian))

When Che seemed ready to punch Sebastian in the face the butler did not react. Should he feel that he needed to dodge he would have simply turned his ‘face’ into a portal. The butler’s power was very helpful in moments like that and he simply loved the reactions from others who could have sworn that their punch made ‘contact’ with the black haired guys face. However, in this particular situation Seb needn’t worry for the punch thrown at him stopped directly before his nose. “Hmm…” The tightly clenched fist turned from that of a human to a papery substance. “Oh? What’s this? Paper mache? Cheani, this is no time for arts and crafts….”

The paper fist was white and for a brief moment Sebastian wondered if it was going to explode. He had to stop himself from thinking that all Che’s tricks would remain the same. Paper came in many colours but the man could not be a walking stationary shop. Still the tall male thought it would be better to take precautionary action sand flipped away from the floating fist stopping only when he felt he was a suitable distance away from ‘danger’. “Now what are you doing…” He watched as Che began playing with his cards like some casino card handler. “What other tricks are you hiding up your sleeve, Che.” As the butler watched with dull eyes it became clear what it was Che was crafting in lesson today. A nice land shark…. “Well now, I give you a C for effort. That’s got to be a grade you have never received before. Right?”

Sebastian watched the shark and laughed somewhat. The paper beast was no doubt designed to hurt should its teeth find the flesh of some unknowing passer-by. “Death by paper cut anyone?” Well, for the time being Seb felt he was safe and turned his gaze to where Che and Tai were about to collide. “And from above you go Tai..” The butler smiled as he opened a portal beneath the younger fighter’s feet that would have him drop down on Che from above. Suffice to say that the butler’s lack of interest in the paper shark lead to his right leg receiving a nice bite from the chomping beast. “……” The butler clenched his fist and brought it down onto the shark’s nose and repeated to process until the beast had let go. “Annoying creation” Blood seeped through teeth marks around his leg causing the material of his trousers to stick to him in an annoying way. Fishing a hand into his jacket Seb pulled out a large switch blade. He was fixing to slice and dice the shark into a fine platter of sushi…  

[Mahareshi]

"Helpers....I hate helpers....." Moli had a feeling that this fight would be a handful with the two celestial manipulators and there free hand creations. Of course it was a good strategy to fight with a force rather than your own two hands, but to someone like Moli who sometimes appreciated a one on one, it was somewhat unsettling. Not that he minded. It was training for him as much as it was for his opponents. As this was the case, he knew what he had to do. Simply break past their ever mobile defenses and bring the real fight to them. As a being always between the element of light and human, he had the speed and the knowledge to do this. All it would take was a bit of effort.

Andromeda had dismounted Draco and was now on her way towards him with a sword of cosmic energy. The Herald of Light didn't understand the abstract element as well as he knew he should've so stopping it was going to be a task if he couldn't attack the source, the source being Cecilia herself. When the female constellation came down with her sword, Moli guarded himself by placing his over himself. The two blades were locked now. Their elements dueled as each one tried to break through the others defense. When the sound of Draco readying an attack crossed the gilded man's ears, he looked behind him. The dragon was indeed preparing a nice long ranged attack. Smart move by the celestial duo. Hold him down while the other fires off a shot. These guys....and their hivemind strategies...gah, I swear... The blonde had to think of something, and fast.

Moments after Draco shot his starry, night sky looking attack off at Moli's back, the Herald sidestepped and turned his sword towards the ground. This cause Andromeda's blade to fall thanks to the pressure she'd been asserting before. When he sword cracked the glass-like floor, Moli spun once, dragged his lightsaber across the left side of her lower back, then pushed her towards the attack Draco had sent. Whether or not this killed her, stopped her didn't matter. If Draco's attack had no affect as well, that didn't matter. What was clear now was Cecilia as her constellations were now behind him not separating him from her any longer. Clenching this opportunity, he took off for her, his speed allowing him to close the distance, but not get face to face with her. When in range, created a small sphere of light that fitted easily in the palm of his hand. It was a Flasher as Moli so aptly named it. After tossing it Cecilia's way, it bounced off of the floor and burst in pure light which would either daze, or stun the girl. Due to her affinity to light, if the small Flasher hurt her, that would be an added effect and it would make following up with something much, much easier for him.

~~~

(I'll edit Thomas in soon. Laundry tiem.)  

[Luna Kosane]

Andromeda was forcefully spun around as Moli deflected her attack. The strike he made into her back caused her to become stunned, but wasn't enough to destroy her. However, now that Draco's attack was heading for her, Andromeda was forced to shift the cosmic sword into a massive shield. The force of the cosmic attack caused her to slide back a few feet before she was able to push the disperse back away from her. Yet because of this, Andromeda and Draco were no longer between Moli and Cecilia protecting their master.

Cecilia was now in danger. Because Andromeda and Draco were no longer distracting Moli and shielding her from his attacks, she was wide open. The Flasher he launched at her was small, but if it struck her, then that would make it much easier for him to really gang up on her as she would be nullified for a short amount of time. As the Flasher bounced off the floor, it burst into a form of pure light. The brightness of it nearly blinded her, but Cecilia erected a barrier, which caused the flasher to bounce back towards Moli. Shooting herself off into the air, she hovered above him while behind Moli, both Andromeda and Draco were at the same level as her.

It was then that all three of them began to launch attack after cosmic attack. Each attack was different. Beams were created from Andromeda's faithful bow and arrow. As they flew through the hair, they separated into hundreds of smaller beams. Draco's orbs were about the size of massive basketballs, which also separated surrounding the Light Herald on all sides. Last, Cecilia had done the same thing as Draco, but the beams were shot from the palms of her hands and not her mouth.

They were similar to the size of her fist. Soon, Moli was surrounded on all sides by the hundreds of destructive orbs. Cecilia had learned to manipulate cosmic blasts. Meaning that she could fire off one, yet have that one orb or beam separate into many more. It saved much more energy than firing off one after another. The three directed the attack towards Moli. The many orbs and beams came down onto him with a speed a hundred times more increased than that of the fastest bullet.

 

[Solaris Beauty]

Amara was disappointed in herself. She thought she had Lucien figured out but the electric attack was something that caught her off guard. Che had always taught her to expect the unexpected. When Lucien picked her up she felt a sense of weakness. It took her back to her early teens, around the age of 13 when she lived in Barcelona, Spain for her first mission. She was training her powers, primarily telepathy. She had met a young boy by the name of Aiden, and they had became the closest of friends. Amara's job was to find the mole who was working at the UNS and eradicate him, which she believed wouldn't be too hard at all. Several months had passed and Aiden's father was having a company gathering, and many prestigious people were invited and Amara was young Aiden's date for the evening.

She had been practicing her telepathy on quite a few people but she was no where as strong as she is in the present day. Aiden's father's brain however was well sealed, she couldn't even break his mental psyche to peer into his mind for more than thirty seconds. It turns out that he was a psion like her and attempted to kill Amara that night, if it hadn't been for Che to come and help her she would have been dead...but it was at a cost...Aiden was murdered...since then Amara always held a guilty burden on her shoulders for his death and never tried to underestimate anyone ever in life, and with Lucien, she allowed that error to resurface so more than her pride was just broken.

This was only day one of training so she would be sure to remember the wild card factor of Lucien. When he asked of their son, it took her a second to collect her speech for the surge of electricity still had her a little paralyzed. "Not much to say....I...I just met him for the first time today. Though when he was born, it felt like we knew each other for a lifetime. He has your eyes though" she said taking a break in speech. As she was being carried away, she wished that this meant they were done with the war completely and could raise their son...but she knew that wouldn't be possible at all. "He's inside the casino....I left him with Che" she said unknowingly that the baby was passed off to Radiant.

Vincent had to continue and think on his feet as the hole filled monster began to shake the gave once more. Vincent began to look around to see if there was anything natural he could use in this fight, or even take refuge in to collect himself but before he could do so the third monster began to smash its hands into the ceiling as stalagmites began to fall towards Vincent. The teen was able to freeze the majority of them in place but one continued to fall as he lept out of the way, the stalagmite fell between him and the second monster, but
Vincent had landed on a sharp piece of glass. Cutting into his flesh as he began to bleed. Ripping a piece of his pant leg and wrapped it around his arm.

Standing up, he focused his energy on the stalagmite causing it to explode as soon as the monster came towards it, blowing a huge hole in the side of the monster. A loose and cut chord was spiriling around as Vincent went to grab it. He waited for the monster to come closer so that he would be able to send an electric charge and kill it off. Vincent had to admit this was one of the toughest fights he had had ever fought...and it seemed that Phantom was still high in energy. He would have to kill off the monsters and focus more on Phantom.

 

[Mahareshi]

Moli eyes remain unscathed even when the Flasher powerfully illuminated the area between him and Cecilia. She had managed to reflect the little ball of light back as the celestial woman believed it to be an attack. It wasn't, but the Herald was not complaining at all. Just the fact that it was able to go off and flash was just what he needed. Through the shining light that was the explosion of his little yellow orb came a glint from his person. Cecilia wouldn't have been able to see this through the explosion of photons. For the tactician, that was perfect...

After the glint faded, Moli's dropped his gilded armor of light and looked around for the girl. He wasn't blinded by the flash, but he couldn't see through it either. They were both at a loss when it came to that. When Cecilia's darkened form was able to be made out though, things had seemed to take a turn for the worst. Before the blonde could react accordingly, and he probably still could've, he was surrounded by attacks, each one placed perfectly around him in a porous half-sphere. Well, maybe he couldn't escape the attack now...maybe he was in for a world of hurt now. Wearing his father's scowl, Moli shook his head both in a disappointed and satisfied manner. He had blinded her for what he needed, but still, she used his move against him and now he was stuck taking the full onslaught of this attack. Closing his eyes, he stood armor-less as each of the attacks barreled into him.

"Hook, line and sinker. Worked on Raven til she noticed....worked here...." Not too far off in the distance sat Moli perched in one of the trees that lined the black void-like area. His armor was gone to conceal his position and so was his shining lightsaber. How he'd managed to get over to his current position involved a technique that always worked as long as the opponent didn't touch what he'd left with their hands. When the Flasher released it's magnificent glow, Moli left behind a clone of light for Cecilia to bother with until the time was right to attack from afar and because the girl was more focused upon keeping away from his abilities and attacking from afar, she didn't notice the change. It was far too fast to be noticed by many people regardless especially if a shining light was in one's face.

Steady.....steady....almost......aannnnnnddd gotcha. The young Owl was a sniper after all. Now that the clone was literally destroyed, Moli took aim and fired a thin, but potent beam of light from the tip of his finger at the small of Cecilia's back. He didn't need to imagine what would happen if it touched her. He knew her weakness and what would happen if even the smallest bit of light struck her. What he did look forward too was helping Anya with Anderson as he too had helpers about. Her golem was strong, but still, the added help would benefit the both of them undoubtedly.