Re: Killing field [Ballarat] [War for Australia]

Thu Nov 28, 2013 1:25 pm

Red Smoke Escape functioned much like a smoke bomb and thus didn't create some all-encompassing screen of crimson vapor and reishi, instead dropping visibility in the immediate vicinity of impact to absolute zero. That point was where the Arrancar had attempted an attack upon Ace, and where the vaizard had then been whisked away by Roderich after a flashy counter, so the two could have easily outdistanced the reach of its effects. Yogenhoshi's intentions had been to lengthen the confusion caused by Roderich's explosive interference and shield their backs with an optical barrier during their escape, which seemingly worked as the Arrancar began raining spiritually charged feathers upon the hidden terrain with abandon. If the two had deigned to remain within the smoke then that was their prerogative.

The Arrancar was melding more than enough reiatsu for him to sense, giving away her location in the air above the smoke screen, something he couldn't visually make out from his nook with any clarity as it was on the fringes of the prior Kido and a thick crimson mist already crept through the cracks and holes of the surrounding wreckage. As a precaution he thrust both hands up in the direction of his opponent, initiating Bakudo 8 - Repulse in case anything started falling his way...

And a good thing he did, too, as the imbibed feathers which rained down pierced through the twisted steel and cement lining his hideaway, impacting the defensive barrier to deflect and crash into other things; the sounds of which were muffled amid the sound of feathers striking down upon everything else in the area, as well. Are those... feathers? Now that's style, he thought, intending to sustain the spell for as long as necessary with one hand whilst the other acted as a catalyst for another Kido-- Bakudo 21 - Red Smoke Escape.

The dispersal of a second crimson burst was concealed within the original, simply making it seem like an unprecedented growth of the swirling vapors and reishi which negate visibility and cause interference with spiritual perceptions, and if the Arrancar didn't have a thorough education in the Kido spells of Shinigami... well, it was safe to assume that she wouldn't realize it wasn't just a delayed secondary deployment of the initial evocation. A great distraction for his allies to exploit.

If that's the best she can do, I can sit tight and divide her attention between whatever she imagines the smoke to be concealing and the others, he thought to himself, raising his hand while projecting a second Bakudo 8 - Repulse with it, adding its strength to the other by overlapping the two just in case his foe threw out all the stops. If, on the off chance, she decided to personally dive into the smoke screen then she was in for a true surprise, as close quarters combat was his domain and the lack of visibility would play into a scenario he was well prepared for. Only moments had passed and he figured Ace and Roderich would act soon, which he listened for sounds of intently.

[THEFROST] · Fri Nov 29, 2013 1:57 pm

The Darkness in the sky, the clouds slowly had been rising during the duration of the fight, as if something was coming, though it just had been the natural order of things going out of balance, from the fighting that had been going on everywhere else. The stench of fire and death, it was everywhere especially in the bigger cities. Here it was less strong, but it had accumulated when the winds changed the direction in which they blew, causing for the stench of battle to warp, contort and change how it seemed to be. The putrid stench of blood, the smell of rotting flesh, the soft chill of the calm before the storm; it looked like a storm was coming, nature had enough of all of the madness which had been brought against it in the other cities, energy smoke, destruction it was clotting out the sky, the vibrations of power it was hard to mistake anywhere, especially here.

It started with howling, the once gentle and still wind began to howl. Rain began to pour down from above, clattering against pavement buildings, people; drenching the city indiscriminately. It wasn’t a warm type of rain either, it was cold and restless each drop should normally have seemed natural, but now it was almost like a warning, the very air could be felt, it was different that much was certain however the fact was, just what was changing what was so different that it could cause such an unnatural and unnerving as what could be felt now? Well as the wind picked up rain began to get wild droplets turning into a mixture of rain and ice, breaking windows, putting dents in cars, it would look like a serious storm was about to take place a very serious storm indeed. . .

While overhead you could hear the roar of primordial forces at work, the clatter of ice, the slap of rain, the howl of wind, and then the rumbling roar of lightning flashing across the sky the weather system was getting out of hand as the wind swept through strong very strong, these winds could have been nearly 50 miles an hour, all sorts of items floating through the air now. But as the blinding flash of lightning dissipated, there was now a girl standing on the top of an old Catholic stone-made church infact she seemed to be squatting on the arm of the cross, her azure hair was whipping up in a frenzy swaying to and fro by what only could be described as a viscous monstrous wind which was whipping across the town, even though she crouch there her form still like a wolves she had a feral fanged smile on her face , her ears which could be summed up as exactly like the ears of a wolf, had slowly been moving from side to side, taking in sound waves from the toils of what could be described as battle.

Her expression was strange, her hair covered her eyes so you couldn’t see the narrowed pupils, but as her tail made of water and ice slowly swayed back and forth, her lips slowly parting as the rain the wind, everything was raging out of control, this freak storm. Slowly her tongue licked her lips, as if she could taste the disaster that was taking place, not only here but everywhere, while slowly her hands which had claws against them had rested against the face of the crosses arm, rain around her seemed to be obscuring her though even from this quarter mile distance, anyone even a human could feel something eerie.. her vibe was just that memorable.

Which was why, as her mouth slowly parted, her voice wavering in the tone of insanity. With her chest heaving and falling, most certainly like she was trying to speak, and not laugh from the misfortune of others at the same time, She had slowly said in her disturbingly quiet and angelic voice, which had the warmth of a glacier behind it, in a voice that was probably lost in the wind, although the words sounded very sick, even sadistic after they came out of her cherubic mouth.

“ Its So Pretty Lets Play..”

After those words had been said, her hair slowly was blowing around in a messy disarray , however after a moment she seemed to have vanished, using her nature ability to move within the confines of the water utterly disappearing before she had moved through it appearing in an alley way, her footsteps slowly stopping as she raised her palm which began to slowly crack warping to fit battle, bodily manipulation taking place as slowly the now armored looking hand opened slowly water condensing in its vicinity, as now she was forming something, a kind of veil of water which was vibrating at high speeds.

She slowly was approaching the battle field.. what would happen now..?

Sat Nov 30, 2013 2:46 pm

The shinigami didn't do exactly as she had expected him to do. She thought that they would flee her attack but instead they apparently chose to stay and take it. She looked at the smoke and noticed the expansion off to the side of the area. She was curious about that but she couldn't focus on it for any length of time as shortly after that the shinigami was finally exposed after the feathers helped the smoke to dissipate in the original area. He was studying her she could tell. He was trying to look for some kind of weakness in her new form. Her arms were good for close combat and her wings allowed her some range combat that combined with her bala and cero made for a painful fight if they tried to keep their distance. It wasn't perfect and she couldn't use her abilities randomly because she could only keep them up for so long before she had to wait to reuse them. Already it was becoming harder to hold the charge in both her arms.

He used his flashstep suddenly appearing in front of her. She quickly noted several facts. His sword and shield were glowing so he probably intended to attack with both as they were stronger while glowing and that he didn't have as much damage as he should have. Either she had missed with her feathers or after the first few struck him he managed some kind of defense. She put more possibility on a defensive ability because with his shield it made more sense. She saw his shield coming up to hit her face but with the light it was hard to tell he was moving to attack her wing with his sword. She reacted to his shield quickly though she threw up her arms in front of her with her spikes facing her body the palms facing outward. She felt when his shield hit him and she grabbed the edges of it and rode the force of the hit pushing her backwards and a bit to the side. It save her wing from getting hit at the base but his attack still punctured the middle of it.

She focused on where the hole in her wing was created. It was a bit larger then his attack had been because she was moving when it hit. She tried to figure out how large it was to know if it would affect her flying capabilities. It wouldn't stop her flight or the speed she got from it but she definitely wasn't going to be moving at her full speed for a while. She noticed the vizard behind the shinigami. She let go of the shinigami's shield with one arm while holding on to it with the other pulling his arm back as she positioned herself behind him between the shinigami and the vizard. as long as she was quick enough she would be able to ensure and attacks from the vizard hit the shinigami as well. Once she was behind the shinigami she reached with her free hand towards his right shoulder where she would dig her claws in.

She noted the storm starting to brew in the city. It didn't seem entirely natural but at the same time she didn't know if it was anything to be concerned about. Sometimes freak storms happened. She needed to keep an eye out in case the storm threatened to affect their battle but for now she just need to keep focused on the enemies she knew for a fact existed. If another on showed up then she would have to deal with it then.

Tue Dec 03, 2013 3:55 am

Calculations had to be made. He asked for her best so he knew that certain aspects of her powers would be enhanced. Taking note of what she relied on through out the fight like multiple sonidos and all hand to hand combat he knew at least parts of these aspects would be increased. This also made it easier for him to know what to manipulate. Although his main goal was to damage her ranged combat and movement he also wanted to use her strengths against her.

This kind of battle, fighting against aspects that were stronger than his was exciting. This battle was not about pure strength, but creation as well. His attacks had to be calculated and intelligent. This kind of fight is his passion and it lit a fire within him that fueled his each and every move.

Roderich clearly had strength on her still, but her speed and strength had increased as well. So he decided to use the situation to his advantage. Realizing she was along for the ride when he bashed at her with his shield this would be the situation he would use to his advantage. After he blasted a hole into her wing while she repositioned herself he did not fight it, but he actually used her momentum and his strength and swung her around him while at the same time spinning Seira to where the blade was now pointed down followed by stabbing her into her mid-torso. He followed that with blowing a hole through the other side of her torso using Seira.

She was gripped onto him and his shield so the only choice he had was to separate them. The engravings upon his shield then lit up and grew creating four diamond shaped edges that grew out from the shield's engravings creating a four point edged weapon with a squared of end on each point. If she held on it would slice through her hand and if she released her grip on his shield he would swing his body around against the pain created by the wrenching of her claw and chop it at her neck while simultaneously pulling Seira from her torso.

As the weird weather began to emerge from seemingly nothing Roderich didn't know exactly how to react to it. The added aura given to this battle by the impressively strong storm gave it an edge that wasn't there before. Roderich still had the same smile as before, but for some reason this storm gave intensity to the battle. All that it did was add onto his resolve. Funny enough though the only thing he was saying in his head was

*Whoa this is definitely weird.*

Wed Dec 04, 2013 10:07 pm

»Ace Marx«

»Vizard[4-3]«

Ace saw the shinigami's shield slam into the hollow. Ace developed a slight smirk as he saw the amount of damage it did. He realized at that point that the shield was not only for defensive purposes, but for offensive also. His smirk disappeared as Ace watched the hollow use the momentum created by the shinigami's shield attack to get between the shinigami and Ace. Ace wondered what was the point of getting between them and realized two things. The first one is that by doing this, it gave the hollow a slight advantage to her attacks against the shinigami. The second is that if he fired his cero, it would not only hit her, but the shinigami as well.

Ace was conflicted on to whether he should use his cero or not. Soon an idea sprouted in his head and he took action. He shupnoed several feet to the left side of the shinigami and hollow. He pointed the palm of his hand and fired his cero. The aim of the cero was placed so that the arc of the cero would only hit the hollow, if she stayed there, and miss the shinigami. If the hollow pushed away from the shinigami's shield, she would land right in the center of his cero. Ace lowered his arm shortly after firing the cero and felt his control over the mask deteriorating. He noticed a storm brewing just as he took off his mask. He felt something was coming but he was too distracted to really pay any attention to what if was.

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Thu Dec 05, 2013 7:31 pm

Given the cloud of red smoke still clinging to the area, excepting where it was being pushed back by intense clashes between offenses and defenses, it was nearly impossible for Yogenhoshi to follow events with his eyes; he could hear well enough, however. The crimson vapors and spiritual particles did little to dampen sound. Infrequently, he could see a blur of movement here or there.

Seems like things are going well enough, he thought to himself, though an ominous sensation was beginning to loom over the battlefield and he wasn't sure if he was the only one noticing. ... but they could get worse for us very soon. The vibe he got from this impending spiritual pressure was similar to the Arrancar's by way of being malevolent, yet... different. It was hard to put a finger on it, but one thing he was deadly sure of was it did not belong to a Shinigami.

The imbibed feathers had long since stopped raining down upon him, and so he dismissed the twin Repulsion Bakudo simply by willing them away, reaching up to take hold of a jagged end of rebar protruding from a slab of concrete to pull himself up into a crouch within the concealed nook of wreckage. If there was another enemy approaching Ballarat he would need to be on guard, prepared to do whatever was necessary to ensure victory here; too much had already been destroyed and the loss of life was presumably immense already. Sit tight...

[THEFROST] · Fri Dec 06, 2013 4:35 pm

Shizuo wrote:

“They fight like chickens with their heads chopped off. . . Don’t They Care about what they are messing up?”

A Riske but definitively feminine voice slowly murmured while her hair whipped around in the wind, it she looked much like a normal girl, the rippling in her body had faded by now, water having hardened into wings behind her, by manipulating her internal flow. She had easily restructured her body and nature energy, imbibing in her back the details and characteristics of a bird of prey, yet altering it from the present surroundings, to both coexist with principles directly found within the water. It wasn’t much but it was enough that the freezing temperature of her wings would be enough to freeze over the buildings. And cut clearly through them, rip them to shreds. But she didn’t really do any of this, with her eyes calmly focused forward she was walking forward, her steps bringing about a dull roar, which was familiar with a NI of the water, her footsteps seemed to be liquid, slinky almost as she walked through the alley way, trenches had been dug through the sides because of her ice manipulation as she was a water Nature Iramasha.

Each Step Brought Her Closer to the situation at hand, her eyes faced only forward , never looking over her own shoulder nor looking at anyone else, the only direction she needed to focus was forward or that was at the very least the only direction she needed to focus as her eyes slowly opened and closed once or twice, displaying her not so much anger but how much she disliked the situation it could be pretty easy to tell she wasn’t in the worst of moods, but she wasn’t really in the best of moods either. So in this kind of half and half state she decided it would soon be time for her to actually make her presence known. Which is why Each Step Anarchy took had purpose behind it, the brisk nature behind it, and everything else about it suggested that this wasn’t going to be really what you might call a cake walk, as from everything that had presented itself so far, there was nothing more that she’d love to do other than actually giving each and every one of these knuckle heads a real good talking too, in fact the notion of getting these bone heads working together actually did formulate in her head.

Ulterior things, such as generalized background checks from the ever present splattering droplets of water , had been the general means that at this given particular moment she was monitoring the situation. Even then it was pretty much touch and go , with the fact water doesn’t really give you much to work with for visibility purposes, you could get the general gist of things, but that was about as good as it got, which was why with a slow sigh on anarchy’s part which allowed her chest to lower some, she had just shaken her head from one side to the other, trying to clear her thoughts; because the last time she had let herself go nuts, nothing really had got accomplished, in fact everything seemed to go worse, and finally it had ended up shattering not only her own pride, but an entire city in the process which was why while she shook her hands out, she didn’t feel that she should actually fully get into the fray yet, what Anarchy had deduced ultimately was that it would be better for her to divide and organize her priorities in order of increasing importance.

Which was specifically why as she slowly took a steadied deep breath, she instead of overthinking it, rather felt it, using what she did have which was her superb capacity to control the element that she herself had been created out of some point along the path of earths rather long existence. So with a kind of pulling sensation in her gut, she had using her own cells as a medium in this case, and by pushing her palms out and distorting and ultimately compacting the freefalling rain that was pelting her at the moment, Anarchy had succeeded in creating a wolf, a medium of sorts, even though it was in its own way not precisely strong it would serve as a medium at least to keep a general eye on the fight, it would make it so that at the very least, that she could look through the rest of the city without the worry of having unknown variables running loose and that was what actually was the important thing here, the thing that needed to be addressed was that there was unknown variables, Fighters, which could potentially skew up any plans that might be hatched.

Finally though she using the same concept as her brethren even though it did give her a splitting headache, used part of her collective consciousness , so that she wasn’t just seeing from her own eyes , but from the water made wolfs eyes as well, doing this she did this in the way that some actually use for tracking . It was more importantly not as strong as she herself was but the wolf did have the capacity to generally speaking relay given information, which is why she then turned and slowly walked off, using the nature cells that had been shared between the slowly solidifying canine’s body and her own to actually allow for a mental link to be present, which meant while the wolf itself was much weaker, it could use similar techniques as to what Anarchy herself could use, which ultimately would be useful in the middle of a fight.

Anarchy Raised Her Hand, and called out to the wolf, in a kind of carefree voice what she did say was pretty interesting in a school girlish tone it would reflect on the change of mind that she had taken to heart after her run in with who she now after traveling some time, had learned was the infamous Dr.Hebi, Looking back on that fight, She figured out her own weaknesses and judging accordingly in both a shrewd manner, and one that made common sense, anyways what she said was.
“..Don’t Kill Them You Hear?”

From there while Anarchy herself wasn’t actually present in the fight the Canine Itself sprinted across generalized rooftops allowing for its flanks to become visible the white russet fur coat oddly not getting wet in the deluge and down pour, for now however as it jumped jack rabbiting from building to building, and closed in on the field of battle, it had jumped down and sat, just at the fringe, taking information it would seem.

Sun Dec 08, 2013 4:52 am

It was rather a chilly day in China before his appearance in Australia, and the day was pretty much like any day he would spend his time on, under the control of the K-World, China was pretty much a free-roam area for him as for being a member of the Kokuryuteshi. Like most men would spend their free time, his usual time was getting into the pubs, trying out the foods in Chinese Restaurants and as far as we know, eating batteries like potato chips. The male had a cap that fits just right into his head, seen to be worn backwards by many 'cool' males who thought having their caps backwards would be literally as awesome as hell to the females, a pair of crimson red eyes, red clothing, red hair and so on that fits almost at every part of his body and attire to red themes, but his time wasn't much to enjoy later on when he received a message from his cellphone, flipping it upwards just to find himself a message about the Australia War, where many official and unofficial organizations were involved, from the protags, neutral to antags whom were involved, and his own organization that he joined a couple weeks ago were also part of this war.

At first, Red didn't want to care about such 'war' that hardly benefits him, but a small 'ding' flashed to his mind, thinking if he were to conquer one of the cities, he would get all the free foods, free city, free beers, free bars, just complete freedom in a single city where he would enjoy wihout paying much, given that his wallet did not have much yen to begin with. At the second thought, Red decided to head to Australia, and first target? Ballarat. He wanted to take care of a city that weren't much of an interference, hopefully taking it over for himself and for his own organization if it was to grant his own wish to conquer the entire world for himself only. And this starts of his appearance into Australia. "TIME TO GET ALL THE BITCHES!"

His right arm pointing 60 degrees from his current position, and the gravity across his physical body was slowly enlightened through the decrease in gravitational force under his physical body that was pulling him down in order to allow him to gain a temporary capability to float and fly. His body quickly flew at high speed, and eventually in a couple of minutes, his legs landed against the ground of Ballarat city, the moment he step his foot onto the ground? His enlightened body allowed him to land smoothly, not harshly before his self-enchantments to float were disabled to allow Red to perform other actions to attack the somewhat intruders he seemed to land between the battlefield. From his vision and visible stance, he was able to see, Anarchy, for being the first sight, then Ace, Roderich, a released arrancar by the name of Miraya, and at last, Yogenhoshi. Depending if they are allies or not, it would be a pain in the ass to deal with them, seriously, a serious pain in the damn ass. Red opened up his mouth, uttering words that is somehow in a disrespectful and an unseriousness of tone that released from his throat with a couple of sentences, "Aw shit. Seriously? Five assholes who are trying to take this city, this is seriously the biggest shit i've taken since the last time i was in the bathroom. I don't even know who i am actually helping with or take this place with since i don't really fucking know. But in all seriousness, well maybe not, i introduce myself as Red, the Member of the Bronze Cross in Kokuryuteshi, pleased to meet cha' and ya'll will be taken down like Hiroshima!"

His tone was somehow playful, but nonetheless, this was placed aside, Red's lips adjusted itself upwards, revealing a smiling expression across his face that was clearly visible that the game was just a start. For starters, Red had a power to slighty defy the physics across him, physically on himself, since his powers had not much potential unlocked yet to allow him to be able to defy at least half of what physics were made, and his powers were partly of 'that'. After his introduction, he wanted to make a head-start and let his enemies to have their first shot on him, but it won't be easy for a 'first shot', unlike most individual would stand idle and wait to get attacked, for Red? Well, he'll make them the 'first shot', with harder to get their aim onto him. His hand folded against his chest, as his body weight slowly enlightens as of a feather, not being too light to float above the air or too heavy to get crushed and become as slow as a turtle, but just the enough enlightment to allow Red to move at a superhuman speed, with a boost from his powers.

With a single step, his body begins to flash at high speed, still visible to the naked eye wihout leaving any afterimages, but fast enough to make things tough to be able to touch him, unless they have enough speed to catch up on him, or knowing his next movements, it is possible to get their first free hit on him. "Come on, ya' pussies. You get your first free hit of the day, dawg! You won't get another chance to kick a free ass out of the blue, so ya' better hurry before you get a big slap from my dick!", which Red jokingly said, but for the 'free hit' part? Its definitely real, 100% real, or is it?

Tue Dec 10, 2013 11:47 am

The shinigami was skilled to read her movements as quickly as he did and turn the situation once again. He managed to stab into her with his sword. It didn't take long for her to register the shield was doing something different. It looked like blades were emerging from the shield. If she held on it would probably amputate her. She looked to the side where the vizard was as he began to launch his cero. The options were not in her favor right now. Stay and lose a hand or leave the shield and face the shinigami's blade and the vizards cero. She needed to decide fast. She raised her legs and planted her feet onto his shield quickly and used them to push herself off at an unbelievably fast speed. It would be enough to dodge the sword she figured but the cero was still coming and she was in its range. She turned and punched forward launching twenty bala at the cero, ten from each arm. Any one bala would not be enough to defeat a cero but twenty in such rapid succession to all but appear as one attack should at least slow it down.

She used her wings to move up and away from the cero blast while her bala delayed it. She held her torso where the shinigami had stabbed her. He was a strong opponent on his own and with that vizard helping him. Just then yet another combatant appeared on the field. A fresh and uninjured combatant. He mentioned FIVE people fighting to take the city. She was one and the shinigami and vizard were two more. She quickly looked around. If she took the wolf as being one of them that was four. She searched closely now knowing there was another person there. Finally she managed to detect where another person was hiding at even if she couldn't quite see him.

"Five! Five of you have come to claim my city and take it away from me. There is something that I seek to find in this city and you all want to take it away from me. I don't care much about the Monsuta. They leave me alone and let me do what I want while I search. Then you all start this war which is fine by me but then you get in the way of my search. I still need this city. The Monsuta think I defend the city for them but I defend it for me. Once I find what I need you can have it. Until then I cannot let you stay in my way."

She looked around the battlefield that was now raining and noticed a tall building off to the edge of it. She used a sonido to appear there. The building would give her a bit of time as the wind and rain were now coming from her back as she faced the battlefield. Five other people wanted her city and she was having a tough time with the two. She needed to level the playing field. Literally. She began to beat her wings toward the battlefield furiously and relentlessly. Her feathers began to fly off of her wings once again. This time was different though. Her wings were driving towards the battle field but they were being caught by the strong winds which was increasing the force behind them. The feathers blended in with the gloomy rain making it almost impossible to tell the difference between the water and her feathers. The whole field would feel the pain of her feathers exploding upon them. Even if someone were to come at her they would have to move against the wind rain and her feathers to reach her.

She knew that the shinigami had a defensive move that could protect him if he managed to predict what was coming but he wouldn't be able to protect everyone else all at once since from where she was at he was the farthest away. She continued to beat her wings driving the feathers off. Her attack normally ended on its own after so many feathers were gone but she continued into the next one as well. She would continue until all the feathers on her wings were gone. Once her feathers were gone she would be left with only the bone that held the feathers (think kinda like queen of blades wings from Starcraft) but she could use those as additional weapons as they came to several sharp ends and she could control their movements. Besides by the time that came to pass the battlefield would have already felt the pain of her attack.

Tue Dec 10, 2013 2:02 pm

The battlefield was evolving. New factors had been added to it each and every moment and all this did was make him even more excited from his love of battle. He had to find joy in everything and he did. After spending his lifetime as a Shinigami he always was able to find Joy in almost every moment. His power and motivation was sourced from his joy. Even with these claws wounds in his shoulder he worked through it and counted it as a miscalculation, but a necessary one and one he wouldn't make again. He took just a moment to absorb the details of the battlefield.

There was a chilling rain that beat against his body and with cold rain seeping into his wound it initially stung, but the cold felt good to the touch of his wound. A furious whipping wind also carried the rain that that changed the dynamics of his tactics immensely.With all this a foe whom hadn't shown themselves fully had now appeared. He didn't know the general look of the enemy being the wolf behind him, but he couldn't focus his sight upon it at this moment. All he knew was that if a being had the power to simply do this. Then he needed to make sure his senses were sharp so that he would be able to act in case something were to happen.

Another new factor in this battle was the guy whom was colored like a giant cherry. Though he only could view him from the side he could sense him. This was another powerful opponent. Though he could barely make out what he was saying from all that was happening it sounded like he was an arrogant idiot... Though that way idiots can be dangerous as well. The only way he was going to be able to face an opponent like that though was with a strategy that allowed him to do so, and even though he would like to focus on him as much as the other entity whom entered this fight he couldn't. He had started a battle and he would have to tack them on as obstacles until she was defeated.

Once Miraya raised into the air he momentarily shrugged his shoulder assessing the damage. He still had full range of movement, but he was slowed down a little bit by the pain. He had to make sure to take note of it so that it wasn't his end in such a different fight as this one. He was now in his offensive mode. In this style he wasn't adept enough to mix much defense and offense. Once this was turned on his goal was clear. So once Miraya Sonidoed to her point of interest he had to make a decision on what his next move was. She was the only one attacking at the moment, but her attack was advantages as well for him. It'd distract the enemies through out the field long allowing him to focus on her. His first move after realizing she was releasing an onslaught on a larger scale of her previous move once began to flap her wings was to flash step higher than she was to take him out of the range out of the wide range bombardment he next charged at Miraya in air. His slayer shield then projected energy in the shape of his new weapon. Putting that horizontally in front of him using it as the edge of his charge. He offset it a little to the right making it so one spike going past his right side behind him and the opposite was pointed forward. While charging he used this construct not only as a sharped charging edge, but as cover from whatever could be used against him. With his sword while he charged her he also shot off his crusader arrows with enough time to stab out around 10 as he charged her with as much speed as he could he had no reason to pick any point that he might not hit so he just aimed them all in assorted places around Miraya's torso.