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

[Mahareshi]

Thomas, at the sound of Che's always alluring voice, simply had to turn around and greet him with a smile as pleasant as a pit filled with lemon juice and barb wire. The Herald didn't know what to say first to either him or his spunky little lady friend. From a glance over his shoulder to a full turn, Thomas kept his eyes on the duo. In his peripheral, he could see Acelyn doing just the same. As a contrast to him, she didn't smile or anything welcoming of the sort. She was as serious as he leader beside him. Maybe even more.

The man from Texas placed a hand on the openings of his trenchcoat and pulled them back. It wasn't to show off his white and light green suit that made him look like a prospector now was it to show off his gun that he'd had with him since his teenage years. It was just for simple preparation. He knew where this was going and so did Che. "I was thinkin' about cancellin' the party boy. What took you and yer wife so long?" asked the tall, dark haired man while rubbing his nose. "At least your not fashionable late this time. And if you don't mind, I brought a friend from work."

Che's hands already held two razor sharp, razor thin blades of paper. He'd never seen the blonde youngster that stood confidently by Thomas's side nor had she seen him. She may have heard of him but Che assumed that to be the length of it. If so, why form something more than just paper objects? Then again, he doubted he'd fight her anyway. The little woman wasn't has target and already, she seemed to take a liking to Kate. This brought a smirk to Che's face. Seeing any of his girlfriends fight always did. Finally, the old man's voice caught his ear and Che looked at him nodding in disapproval. "Isn't she a little young for you?" the magician exchanged. "Why are you trying to get this little girl killed? Oh that's right. You don't care about sacrifices you goddamn psychopath. Did you tell her about her real job at all? Did he tell you Barbie? You don't have to talk to this stranger if you don't want."  

[Azorius Beat]

"1 2 what is it good for, 1 2 what is it good for now saying it again." as Serilda was sitting near the helipad she was listening to War on her Ipad nano. Standing and waiting she looked at her watch once more. It's already that time.. where is that helicopter. as she started to hear a loud sound coming from above, she began to move away as the Mi-24P Hind-F began to slowly land towards the surface. "Wait.. a Russian.." just as Serilda was going to check the Head officer stood behind her. "Yes a Russian, we have intel that this Russian will help you through your missions. It's an easy job so it shouldn't be too hard for you to handle. Your mission is to retrieve some intel on the Americans. Also be careful." as he started to walk away, Serilda started to open the hatch door and began to walk inside, turning back she closed it and began to walk over to the Russian pilot. "Alright lets get going, we have a mission, lets get it done."  

[Mahareshi]

Nicko1421

As the melody of Moonlight Sonata continued to fill the war sworn area Lucien would not be conflicted with distractions. Though he could feel the shifting torrent of Roulin's body he finally opened his eyes. Looking at what Roulin had become Lucien thought to himself, at least Roulin was sticking true to his Owl designation. Slowly Lucien drew his song to it's closing, with the last strum of his fingers the song was concluded. The strings of razor wire coiled around him in one giant spiral of glistening black cords. Roulin's new form was rather impressive a successful body transference with not one but several elements at the same time, Roulin must have made excellent progress sense their last meeting. It would seem that Roulin's striking visual appearance was the counter to Lucien's auditory one.

As Roulin began his assault he started off with a water attack that took half of the river and most of the bodies inside of it with him. If Roulin was going to take full advantage of his life owl powers, then Lucien would have to do the same. Slowly Lucien's hand dripped with negation soon it formed a pool of black fluid around his body just waiting for the opportune moment. As the watery uppercut rose close the negation sprung colliding with the water in a diagonal shaped panel which did not stop the water merely redirected it, as for the organic matter that came in contact with his negation plate they simply corroded away into nothing before their very eyes. Water was something Lucien wasn't afraid of, he understood it perfectly. Before Lucien could fully redirect the water a small sharp feeling was felt along his arm. Looking down he saw that it was a steak knife which had flew past his arm cutting him slightly. Looking up he saw the glistening storm of metal as it hurled towards him, ranging from cars to change Roulin was surely one impressive metal manipulator. Before he had the proper time to react a car collided with his body knocking him back. Lucien tumbled to the ground, looking up he shifted his body narrowly dodging a street light which impaled the ground where his chest had just been. Lucien Suddenly crouched down in a bent knee stance as a pyramid shaped dome of crystal shot from the ground around him. The crystal at first was colorless and the image of Lucien could still be seen inside. However something black soon filled the crystal barrier clouding Lucien from the sight of the outer world.

As the metal objects bombarded the barrier they slowly began to chip away at the hard crystal, as a crack was made form a rocketing telephone pole negation slowly dripped to the ground, as the barrage persisted more cracks and damage was sustained on the crystal pyramid until there were several places where negation flowed onto the ground. Finally the shock waves, sent charged with a variety of elements they collided with the crystal pyramid and soon it shattered wide open, fragments of crystal lay on the ground surrounded by negation the base of the pyramid could be seen in it there was a negation covered object that resembled human shape laying sprawled on the ground.

Ah but the cleverness did not cease. For this charade was not really Lucien, merely a negation shell of Lucien to act as a temporary stand in. When Lucien hid himself from sight with his void like negation he subliminated into mist, then he played the waiting game until Roulin's attacks began cracking his bastion, as they did he simply sifted his mist out through the holes with the negation. His body reformed in the sky surrounded by his black clouds thanks to his weather manipulation, lightning crackled behind him as he went on the offensive. From the clouds lightning hurdled towards the ground striking seemingly at random for a few moments until two individual bolts of lighting traversed the sky and down towards Roulin. Lucien all the while raised his hand, calling up the crystal fragments of his once barrier. They swirled around him in a brilliant crystalline storm. Snapping his fingers they rushed towards roulin from the sides as opposed to above like the lightning. Lucien guessed that he couldn't strictly harm roulin in this form but that didn't mean he couldn't chip away at his defenses.

Roulin's barrage of the elements was doing it's job. Lucien's defense couldn't have stood a chance Roulin thought as long as he kept up the offensive struggle. That was all to easy for the man with powers he was sure he hadn't even used yet. He was shaken a little when Lucien staved off his water using a panel, but he exclaimed in joy when his old friend was knocked from the sky by a car. Just as the Life Owl wanted, the younger Owl was closer to the ground. In contact with it after his tumble. He redirected his barrage onto the man's little defensive measure. A pyramid that darkened as time went on. Roulin could very well see what was going on within the self-made prison, but it didn't stop him from hammering it with all that he had. If he could get past it and expose Lucien to the elements again, he would have him right where he wanted him.

When the pyramid cracked and vanished leaving a shell of the Italian's opponent sprawled out over the small area, Roulin only scoffed keeping a keen watch on the black gas lifting from it. It flowed past him, but it didn't bring the Owl of Grey to turn and face it. He could still see it and feel it's intentions thanks to his innate ability. The skies behind him began to bellow and churn as thunder crackled and lightning flashed brightly behind him. There was no need to face the fireworks that shined over his shoulders. In the river below, the illumination gave way to Roulin's reflection. In the murky depths of the glistening water, he could see himself. He could see just what he had become. As the lightening approached from behind in the form of an attack, Roulin smiled proudly, finally accepting his new place in the world.

Either Lucien had forgotten that he could see him, or realized that he himself was in control of a very strong element. Either way, Roulin already knew what to do in this situation. First, he defended the best way he knew how to defend against a physical attack of that magnitude. He spun as fast as he could and in just mere moment, his rotational speed matched that of a chopper's. From his body came a wave of concussive force that formed a sphere around him thanks to his spin. That tore away the lightning. The sound it made as it did so was akin to the skipping of a stone on the surface of a deep river. As pleasant as it was though, Roulin wasn't focused on noises. He only wanted to shave away the attack. When that was done, he formed a heated shockwave in his right hand and compressed sphere of concussive energy in the other. The young Owl glanced over his shoulder through his now dark and misty hair, then teleported right in front of Lucien. After appearing only inches away from him, he threw both his fists forward and allowed them both to expand in two elemental explosions.  

[Yusei DArtagnan]

Acelyn looked at Che and smiles, looking at Che with eyes full of hatred. "Yes I know what the job entails. But really? You must be in some twisted scene in where all of his secretaries are in love with him, which, I know, that it ended with her." She looked towards the man's partner who stood so coldly beside him, smiling at her and then looking at Che. The girl knew what was going to happen, but of course the talking was putting it off and calming her nerves a little. "Why should it matter so? I know what I am doing, plus you don't worry about Roulin going off on his own yet he and I are peers. Please, don't pretend to care."  

[Nicko1421]

As Lucien ignited the sky in a swath of lightning he propelled bolt after bolt down upon Roulin. Unfortunately for him though Roulin's defense was similar to the previous one he had, flawless. Seeing that his lightning was being deflected over and over without fail Lucien couldn't help but grow tiresome of his defense, this was an opponent that he couldn't fully comprehend. Lucien's mind was racing through strategies and calculating Roulin's possible attack patterns but with the unpredictability of his powers and his talents as Life Owl not even Lucien's calculating abilities could fully foresee all of his attacks.

As Roulin's body disappeared for a split second only to reform in front of Lucien he couldn't help but be surprised by the over all speed of the teleport. As Roulin thrusted his elemental infused fists towards Lucien he opened his palms, leaving his arms where they were simply because he didn't have time to properly react to such a short distance attack. When Roulin's elemental fists collided with Lucien's carbon fiber negation suit he was sent plummeting back down towards the ground. There was a few moments of silence before Lucien's body smashed into the ground sending a torrent of dust and mud into the air from the rain he produced. As the dust cleared Lucien could be seen in a knelt position holding his chest with one hand blood cascaded from a gaping wound in his chest falling to the ground. His chest began to heal as would all of their wounds until one was killed. Lucien looked up towards the sky blood dripped from a wound somewhere on his head covered by his hair, blood dripped down in a thin line on his face. He remained where he was his wound needed attention at the moment. But someone as calculating as Lucien always had a plan B.

His other hand which remained out to his side as if grasping something, due to all the dust and cover of rain Roulin's sight would probably be the only one capable of seeing what Lucien had done. In the instant he opened his palm just before Roulin's attack he had released dozens of razor wires which attached themselves to the solid sections of Roulin's elemental body, as well as the surrounding ares during his drastic descent. Pulling his arm back in a full swinging motion Lucien's wires became taut around the segments of Roulin's solid body digging deep into them thanks to the negation that lines all of his wires. Simultaneously the razor wires that clung to Roulin's body were using him as a pulley system pulling up objects from the ground, mostly objects like the cars, fallen trees, concrete slabs and corpses, Lucien didn't have time to be picky about what they attached to. As these objects hurdled up towards Roulin Lucien finally took his hand off of his chest pointing it palm out towards Roulin a lining of telekinetic energy traced the surface of his body acting much in the way a straight jacket did to keep Roulin in place. Objects then began to lift into the air as well, free of Lucien's wires, these he was simultaneously manipulating with telekinesis to not throw at Roulin but bury him in a spherical prison of debris.

Lucien stood, now that his chest wound was healed and his negation now lined his chest again he was prepared. With both of his hands busy it would have appeared as though Lucien had no way to defend himself, but was that ever the case? Surrounding Lucien's body was several small glowing balls of energy they orbited him floating in brilliant harmony. But this was not the defense solely. From his previous attack perfectly pointed crystals floated near each of the energy spheres refracting the light from the energy into high intensity beams of energy. The balls themselves were a combination of radioactive uranium which was constantly decaying giving off lethal doses of radiation that was now being focused into a laser grid defense that surrounded Lucien's body, the lasers spread out burning clean through the earth up to forty feet away from him and as close as three centimeters. This display of concentrated radioactive energy was something that Roulin and Moli had both inspired in some of their previous attacks. Lucien had studied Moli's light based tactics, and though he did not control light he did control raw energy, he had also developed a tactic from watching Roulin's combination fighting style,using that in harmony with two other powers, his Periodic Generator to create the uranium and his crystal manipulation he had instantly built up a radioactive laser system, and though radiation itself would not stifle the inorganic Roulin it would react with the various elemental components he was made of.  

[Azorius Beat]

"Alright Serilda the location of the Intel is found on a Naval Atlantic Fleet. You are going to go in silently and find a folder with information on the Americans and see what there thinking. Once you get the folder you are to immediately dispatch and bring back the Intel to us." Sitting on the side hatch she was getting her gear on. "What's the Intel and why is it so important to pull me away from my daily training." the Head officer stood towards a map. "It holds information that's all I can tell you." Serilda who was just getting her set of guns in mind ready, she sighed and started to open the hatch. "Fine.. Alright I'm heading in." as she started to take the parachute she began to jump out of the Helicopter from above. Using her hands she formed a position which she materialized a M82A1 SASR equipped with a Silencer on the end. "Alright lets pop some heads." as she aimed towards some navy that were walking towards her landing area she began to fire at there heads. "Two Birds down.." as she DE-materialized her gun she began to pull the line and started to parachute down with easy, having her two feet on the landing pad, she began to disengage the vest and began to move in slowly.  

[Solaris Beauty]

Amara witnessed the power that Demios was displaying and was grateful when she was shielded but the mystic owl really should have focused on himself. The Dark Amara quickly caught herself telekinetically caught herself before looking towards her partner...he was badly wounded but he had provided her with enough energy to launch her next attack. Using the dark psychic energy with the residual mana, the orbs began to release unstable energy shooting towards both Demios and Amara. Everything that it was touching was being destroyed. With enough force she was able to push Demios out of the way of danger but just barely. With a psychokinetic barrier erected she began to focus on the mind of her father.

Soon Amara "opened" her eyes as she was literally feet near Evelynn. This was Amara's way of stopping her mother. Accessing her father's powers her hands glew a blue color as it began to encase Evelynn. As her powers began to backfire, the clones were now weakening. "Demios destroy them now" Amara said through her father's body.

Victoria was more than just a "one trick pony" thinking about what she should do next when she saw the electromagnetism herald wield his new and improved weapon. As it began to swat at her, she continued to leap backwards, using her psychokinesis to help aid her in her movement. As the buildings began to collide and fall down, she continued to dash and move out of the way, evasiveness was the name of this game as of right now.

As she felt that it was now time to go on the offensive she began to to fly and leap amongst the rubble, avoiding the metallic hand as best as she could as she performed a helicopter kick towards Timothy, attempting to wrap her legs around his neck once she was done. If successful, she'd wrap tighter until the grasp was tight enough as she used her strength and her telekinesis to throw the herald forward a few yards.

At the exact same time, the water pipes from the falling buildings and the sewer system began to shoot into the air, pipes bursting. Victoria was hoping to make contact with Timothy so that it would somewhat put him out of comissions but she could only hope.  

[dragon-talk]

((And now I am finished! razz YAY!))

Erin froze when she heard her sister's message. Her eyes were wide in fear and desperation. She didn't want to have to kill her sister! But it seemed that she had no choice. If she didn't, everyone else she cared about would die. Thinking quickly, Erin managed to manipulate the blood of her comrades to have the antibodies necessary to kill the neuro-toxin in the gas Elle sent out. It took a lot of energy, but Erin knew she couldn't give up just because she was tired. As such, Erin went with a variation of the tactic she had used on Elle in their sparring match. She created a sphere of telekinetic energy around her sister, which would keep whatever more gas she emitted in there with her. Then, Erin raised up both of her hands with palms facing towards her sister. 'I'm sorry, Elle...' she sent one last message to her sister before manipulating whatever blood was in her sister's body to start leaking from Elle's pores, nose, and eyes. It wasn't necessarily a quick way to go either. It would be painful. While Elle would be dealing with that, Erin generated a scythe made of her own blood in her right hand and she flew upward towards her sister and swung the scythe to Elle's neck.

==

"How mature of you... Throwing insults will get you nowhere with me. I had no attachment to Thomas Moses whatsoever. So it may be a false delusion of his that I held any affection for him which he has clearly transferred to you. Insults, injuries, and constant death do not bring about peace, Acelyn Morinnda ... " This girl had a sister in the Eternity Realm, but Kate wasn't going to stoop to the other girl's level right now. Kate then glanced over at Che, giving him a look that told him that they should get this over with now. It was do or die at this point. "Your sister would not want to meet you this soon in your lifetime, Acelyn... She would prefer if you were to live. So both Che and I ask you to stand aside one final time."

==

"That's because you keep bringing it up, you a*****e! If you didn't, maybe I wouldn't be so pissed off at you right now! What I want to know is if he knew about me and how 'unstable' I am, why didn't he kill my mother before I was even born? It would have saved him a lot of trouble."

"Because I was ignorant and blinded by love back then. Your mother was too much of a lying and conniving b***h for me to notice. Besides, even if I knew what she was planning, killing her before you were born wouldn't have done anything; you weren't even born naturally. You were simply an experiment to her and nothing more than that."

Anya paused as her father's words began to sink in. Sure, she remembered how her mother acted towards her as a child. Her mother had always seemed distant and driven into her work more than her own daughter. But did that mean her mother didn't love her? Anya would never find out because her mother was dead. Killed by Anya's own powers going crazy when she was young. But there were many different times before her mother died that Anya knew fit her father's theory. Her mother never seemed to worry when Anya was in training or on a mission. And she never seemed to care when Anya got badly hurt or nearly died. Not once did her mother visit her when she was being kept in the medical ward.

"All your mother wanted was to make a powerful Owl who could withstand any biological attack imaginable." Johan stopped speaking to Anya and returned his attention to the Satan Owl. "I didn't think that the Owl ruler of Hell was merciful enough to allow this conversation to continue. I must have over-estimated you, DeScythe. It doesn't matter. You will die for your interference." With that, Johan sent another blast of energy directed towards Will. He didn't care if Anya got caught by it if Will dodged it. If she died, that would be fine by him.

==

While Cecilia was busy taking out the two creatures attacking her, Rage manipulated the Gravity Herald's own shadow to reach up and grasp out to ensnare the girl's arms and legs. If that didn't work, there were also blades made of shadow that were wielded by giant shadow hands that swung the blades like axes at poor CC from her very own shadow. Moli would have to deal with double the amount of creatures each time he killed one. So, if he killed one creature, there would be two in its place, if he killed both, there would be four. The same would happen with Nik's creatures, only he would have to deal with four evil clones of himself.  

[Luna Kosane]

Just as Cecilia had dealt with the two shadow creatures that had attacked her. She caught a movement out of the corner of her eyes, which was coming from the ground. Well, coming from her own shadow to be exact. The attack was in the form of a large pair of shadow hands that reached up to grasp the young Herald. The fingertips lightly touched the toes of her boots as Cecilia flew up into the air. Behind Cecilia were another pair of shadow hands, but this time they wielded a pair of blades, which they swung at the Gravity Herald.

The blades caught at her legs creating two large gashes in the back of them. Cecilia winced, as would anyone who had sustained a rather deep wound. Yet, there was no time to get stitches or even anticeptic put onto it. The hands and the blades came at her once again forcing Cecilia to perform a backflip in the air in order to dodge. Blood from the two wounds, trickled down her legs. Rage had not revealed herself yet. But why would she when she could just hide in the shadows and let her little minions do her work for her? Very typical for the Herald of Darkness.

 

[Nicko1421]

At the arrival of the shadowy denizens Anderson found himself shocked by their hideous and grotesque appearance. His father had been the Satan Owl ruler over it's dark denizens but Anderson hadn't inherited his unshakable will. As they took to the air to chase after the Twilight Owl, Anderson who was still mid way through his galactic attack on Timothy couldn't move just yet. He clenched his teeth as one of the shadow creatures shot up after him smashing into his body like a rhino. Anderson gasped as the wind was knocked out of him, sending him down towards the ground. He flipped backwards once in the air catching himself before he collided with the ground. As his silver vapor trail formed behind him Anderson raced through the sky back after them. He grasped the handle of his father's sword with both hands swinging it at one of the shadow creatures, who blocked the attack with it's arm. Anderson activated one of the powers of the blade, instead however of releasing a bolt of energy as a projectile he had the energy slide along the blade giving it the extra push it needed to sever one of the shadowy creatures. Anderson turned to the second one, which had kept it's distance. Anderson whipped the blade downward splashing the shadowy blood like material from the blade's pure surface.  

[IBlameRoadSuess]

As Nik and his shadow double fought the creatures that Rage had created, he swore to himself. The monsters were tough, and could take quite a beating; everything Nik was throwing at them they just sorta shrugged off. Even Nik's shadow double was having trouble, having quite a few gashes and wounds on him. Nik was luckier, he had barely a scratch on him, but he was slowly getting worn down. The monsters attacked again and Nik spotted an opening, him and his shadow double slipped behind the monsters after their attacks and cut them both in half. Of course, this didn't stop the creatures, Nik had to cut them into even smaller bits before they would stop moving.

Sighing, Nik relaxed when he shouldn't have; he momentarily forgot who and what he was fighting. From the remains of the two monsters, four more creatures were formed, though these weren't monsters; they were more shadow doppelgangers of himself. Swearing to himself again, Nik readied himself to fight, jumping over the first doppelganger who attacked and stabbing him in the back with his scythe. The shadow double controlled by Nik was busy fighting the other three; Nik's support fell quickly and it was now four on one. "Now these odds just ain't goddamn fair. Let's even them out shall we?" Nik brought up three more doppelgangers to fight for him and said, "It takes two to tango, three's a party, but four is definitely a crowd. You guys have overstayed your welcome." The four enemy Niks attacked, and Nik and his three partner Niks retaliated, and it was quickly becoming a little hard to keep track of which shadows were Nik's and which ones belonged to Rage. Nik of course, had no trouble telling them apart, but his weren't as powerful as the Darkness herald's so his would eventually fall if they didn't step up their game.  

[Remijio Mendoza]

Demios managed to rise as he saw the Dark Amara activate the orbs. Fortunately, Amara shoved Demios out of the way and protect the two of them. It took him a few seconds to gather himself. He turned towards the dark doubles as he herd a male voice yell at him to finish them. He nodded and summoned his glaive. He smirked at the doubles enjoying the feeling of the mana surging around them thanks to his doubles overpowered spell. This amount of mana unlocked a part of his powers he normally held back. His eyes glowed an indigo color. "I'm going to enjoy this" He said as he held it up. "Dark World Ruin!" He shouted. Suddenly a large sphere formed at the tip before forming into a large raven that launched at the doubles. As it neared the two the raven split into a large ring of ravens that held their wings together. Next a large dome formed from them creating the night sky inside. From there a barrage of asteroids launched at them from all directions, and finally the dome began shrinking crushing the doubles. Demios smirked as the dome began to rise becoming a sphere. He then threw his glaive at the sphere, and held his hands out "Spacial Collapse!" He shouted as the glaive pierced the sphere. The mana around them began to wrap around the glaive and sphere sending large shocks to the sphere and the area around them. He then held one of his hands forward and closed his hands. The sphere then cracked and shattered sending the magical shards at the doubles before the energy released caused a large explosion of magical energy.  

[Yusei DArtagnan]

Acelyn rolled her eyes at Kate's words, thinking about her sister and how she 'apparently' didn't want her to die right now. "That's very caring of my sister but I don't think that is any of your business. Further more, I will not stand aside nor leave this man's side. You've made your choice and I've made mine. Hope you can deal with the consequences because I sure can." With those last words, the blonde threw out her hand at Kate, a silver, whip looking substance flew towards the girl's face. Reading up on her file she hoped she hadn't missed anything, specially since she could easily be caught off guard. Acelyn moved to her right quickly, forming another whip like substance and throwing it at Kate's feet. Both of the whips were still attached to the girl's hands, keeping her in control of where they went or how far out they would go.  

[Scythe de Zaran]

((Will))

Yadda yadda yadda. Young little green eyed Anya was always green with "envious" anger no matter what. The woman needed to learn some anger management, but that was easy. If the woman couldn't learn, it just meant someone manipulating her had to turn direct her anger into fuel for a fight. Who better than a certain blonde devil? The sooner they were done here, the sooner Will could scold Timothy.

Anya's little retort only brought a smirk to Will's face. Ah, that response of Johan's was sure to rile the new green horn Herald up. Good enough. Things were going just as planned....as usual. Don't ask Scythe what the plan is because he doesn't know. Anya's mother sounded similar to a Sebastian, but Sebastian was obviously much much more capable.

The devil remained smiling even as Johan turned to him and poked fun at him at the same time as making threats toward the blonde ruler of Hell. Clearly, Johan didn't understand how the Satan Owl's mind worked. There was always room for soap opera drama as was the case here. There was also a way to give Anya what she wanted for once. Granted, she'd be angry with Will either way no matter what he did because she was so single minded and set on what she thought Will was.

The blonde maestro stood there even as the blast of energy rocketed toward him. "Die? Death is my servant." With a sadistic smile, he remarked, "Think again, child." No, Will didn't dodge the energy. He was shielding Anya, and he simply dissipated/neutralized the energy blast by countering it with an energy blast of his own...in the form of lightning energy. But this time, it seemed that Will's lightning energy was devouring the energy from the energy blast. Whatever the case, bother energies seemed to disappear into the ground. At the same time, black crackling energy formed blow Johan's feet and the ground beneath Johan crumbled. Will wasn't concerned about Johan absorbing any residue energy. He had something else in mind. "This game grows old. You bore me, Johan. You had your chance to be with Anya, but you chose the other option. Fine by me."

((Just tell me in what post you want Johan to get pwned))  

[Mahareshi]

Timothy lurched forward into area of combat that was centralized by his partner Rage. Victoria had his attention split between her and the younger Heralds. Angrily, he sneered knowing well that had this Herald been dead a long time ago, there would be nothing keeping himself and Rage from tearing these new Heralds to shreds. The thought unfortunately wouldn't help him here. Nothing was going to change about that. Only killing Victoria would bring him closer to his ultimate goal. From the looks of it, he had a slight edge with his larger arm acting as an offense and a defense. His target was nimble, smart and didn't go for the utmost whereas any other Owl may have. Her counterattack left him to wonder what her strategy was though.

The Herald of Electricity allowed himself to enter the form that would remind anyone of just who he was. His body crackled and popped as light blue sparks jumped from the fluctuating current of electricity that was his skin. Only his arm didn't match his element. This was a defense against physical contact, something that the Herald of Mind kept going for. The pipes torn from the building weren't much a distraction for the white haired Herald. The water sizzled upon contact with him and rose in the form of vapor. The metal from the pipes darted forth as a cloud shrapnel. Victoria wasn't the target of the attack, but having her be grated like a block of cheese would surely make the Herald's day. Rather than target her, he targeted the team of young Herald's behind her.

~~~

"Hmph." Thomas had given his sign of attack already while the two women exchanged pleasantries like combative hosts on a talk show. The Texan pressed the hat he wore further onto his head securing it for the upcoming fight. Che wasn't ignorant to the little sign Thomas gave him. The elder Owl grinned when his opponent cracked his knuckles, then nodded giving the other man the opportunity to attack first. While waiting, he flicked his wrist and a gun fell into the palm of his hand...

Che, just like Acelyn had formed whips, but of a different material. The young woman's words dealing with her and Roulin being palsy didn't faze him mostly because he didn't believe it. Like Thomas, to him she was just UNS garbage and couldn't be trusted as far as she could be thrown. Ironically, Che figured he could throw her for quite a distance. As Thomas slipped a gun, a revolver, into his hand, the Mastering Owl began to move saying to Kate only one word while doing so. "Move!" The card whips which probably matched or exceeded the strength of Acelyn's, went flying towards Thomas. One from the air, the other from the front. They were heavy and sharp and would surely scar the Wind Herald if he was unfortunate enough.