[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING] Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America Time: Midday | January 2nd
As Vermilion had approached closer and closer to the Butler, Dimitri couldn't help but feel his breath catch as her face beca-
And then Jake called. Surpressing a growl (he had to maintain his poise in front of a lady, after all), Dimitri wandered back to the computing systems, and began to type away despondently on his console...
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Teri's Mindscape - The Grey:
Lucifer | Saddei | Slindis | Teri <---- dear god, that editing...
After Sadei's bear hug, and Lucifer's much more kindly embrace Teri felt her heart race a little faster, something she wrote off for adrenaline, and gave a little bow to everyone around her, [color=0E59E4]"I'm sorry I caused so much trouble to all of you... I've certainly learned my lesson now! No more bottling up stuff like a crazy person, or I'll get attacked by an ice dragon again! As for you, Sadei, I had no idea you had a human form! We should hang out in my head-space sometime! Hmn.. But we've been away for some time, haven't we?"[/color]
It was readily apparent that Teri looked much happier now, the light in her eyes reflecting the pure, clean quality of the forest-scape. When the Cleric held up a hand, a door of ice appeared, and began to walk out, her friends following after her.
Rugal
She thought through the motion and the breaking down she'd done through the whole time, looked at the statue to see the weak point right below the neck, then closed her eyes as she visualized the steps. I can do it. it's a bit odd, but if I've got it right...
She brought her arms out, focused on the fractures on the statue's neck, tensed her fists, and brought them together in a vicegrip motion, sending the energy hurtling towards the neck and knocking the head along with the shoulders off the statue in one clean motion. Melethia looked up at the King of Fighters, trying to see how she did.
[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING] Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America Time: Midday | January 2nd
Slindis woke up to see that she had the exact same outfit she'd had in Teri's mind and smiled. That armor had served her well over the years, but much like her student, she felt that she had to turn over a new leaf in her training. Before exiting her room, she looked at her pupil and put her right hand on Teri's shoulder. [color=c20000]"You passed with flying colors, Teri. You've made me proud. Now go get some rest: you've earned it."[/color]
As Slindis walked out of the room, Teri heard Sadei inside her mind again. Teri, she's right. You're looking really tired from here. Just remember: if you start doing that again, THWACK! And I don't wanna do that, so don't make me.
D.Tomoya looked down from the building he was standing upon, the cultists still looked incredibly stupid whilst they chant weirdly like a Justin Bieber fan club. The only thing Tomoya could do was smirk, he could use these people to cause a bit of havok and mayhem... and the best part is that he can easily get into the meeting with them... well he could get in easily anyway but this would make his job much more easier and less messy.
Amongst the giant group of cultists was one unique looking guy, had different robes and carried a book. He was also surrounded by people different from the ordinary cultists. It was obvious he was the leader and D.Tomoya could manipulate him, with either his talking or with his power and fearsome abilities.
The giant group was mostly formed up of people wearing brown-ish robes with hoods. It had seem that the police were trying to make them move but they didn't budge and inch... they were not doing anything bad either, so the police couldn't touch a hair on them.
"Hmm... how to get in there without making everyone scream?" Tomoya said to himself as he climbed down to an alleyway which was next to a public toilet. Looking around Tomoya could only see bums which just ran screaming as they saw him. "Yeah well least I don't smell!" Tomoya said after him as he looked back and set his target. An ordinary member of the cult had walked into the bathroom, Tomoya's face instantly turned into a weird smirk.
"Dis gonna be good!" D.Tomoya said as he quickly followed the hooded man inside the public toilet. It seemed the man was washing his hands as Tomoya came in. "Hello buddy!" He said to the robed figure who turned out to be a man, the man clearly saw the Dark Angel but washed his face immediately and looked once more.
"Hi... " Tomoya could only say as the man was speechless. Tomoya simply punched the man, instantly knocking him out and shrugged as he equipped the man's robes. Looking down on the man the Dark Archangel could only feel sorry for him, so D.Tomoya dragged him and placed his head in a toilet bowel and walked back outside and began to walk to the leader in his new robe threads.
>/Corrupted File.
Location: Blackhawke | Main Chamber.
The stranger was overlooking the Earth, he could see a vision of fire and death and giggled. "Oh brother... I wish you could see what I can see... instead... you are too weak to stand and cry." He laughed some more but frowned as he felt sadness over come him. "They should die just like the assholes they are!" He said as he threw a can at the wall. "I'm the one that will stand as they burn... " He smirked once more as he returned his look back outside.
As the Archangel of Fire looked over his army from his domain he got an instant message from one of his soldiers. "Hmm... weird I thought he was transfered?" Michael said as he finished drinking his dragonfire tea. The Angel soldier ran in and immediately saluted the Archangel. "Sir I have important news!" He said loudly to Michael, "At ease man... sit down, relax and drink some tea." Michael said cooly as he sat down with the soldier. "Tomoya has gone corrupt and he plans to destroy the Earth... " the soldier managed to say as he drank some tea but spat out fire. "Yeah we knew that already... " He sighed as he looked back to his army.
The soldier was confused since he used to be corrupt and had to under go many, many checks and test. "We're just waiting for the time to strike... all the people that died are just waiting to be placed back into life after this event ends. It's like a waiting room except better." Michael grunted as he remembered the many times he had died.
Soon he would lead some of his own army against the fleet.
Inuart hurriedly signed the various forms as quickly as he could manage; and took note that his script was a tad bit different than what was used in this realm. Regardless, Furiae was soon wheeled into the chamber with the Lazerus Pit, and then (after about another hour or so of procedure); the young woman was finally placed in the chamber. Despite wanting to see his love again, Inuart stood a good distance from the pit; being sorely reminded the last time he had attempted to resurrect his love...
And his prediction proved true. At first there was silence, save for a minimal amount of splashing from the liquid of the Pit sloshing around; and then all hell broke loose. A stray brown tentacle snaked it's way up from the pit and snapped at the first soldier it could get close to; impaling the poor employee in the gut. Inuart flinched at this sight, but continued watching as 3 more of these tentacles, as well as one scorpion's tail; appeared out of the mess as well...
[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING] Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America Time: Midday | January 2nd
Teri, she's right. You're looking really tired from here. Just remember: if you start doing that again, THWACK! And I don't wanna do that, so don't make me.
The cleric shook her head at the notion, [color=0E59E4]"Oh no, I don't intend to do any of that again, now that I FULLY understand the consequences of what could happen..."[/color]
Looking to the remaining Devil in the room, Teri asked, [color=0E59E4]
Code:
"You going back? I'm just going to my room at the moment... "
Rugal Yes...That's it... Rugal thought as he watched the head roll of the shoulders of the statue and crumble as it hit the floor.
His expression lit up with how quickly Melethia picked up the technique as he gave a clap.
"You...You will go very far. I know it." He said as he laid a hand on the elf's shoulder with pride. "...Wheathair, you're bleeding again..." she pointed out as his eye socket began to bleed again.
"...*Sniff* Yes...so it seems..." He said before he pulled out a tissue to clean himself up.
AIM Bunker
[color=b4b400]"Standard insertion for a Non-Standard subject. Experiment 1099: Begin."[/color] Cortex said at the beginning, as he's usage of the pit grew, he dropped much of the dramatics he usually did.
Also present was Bison and Doom, keen to witness it's effects on a quote "Demonic" Subject.
Thus after the body was prepped, stripped, wrapped in bandages and lowered into the bubbling pit, it's properties quickly taking effect on the long dead woman.
Cortex glanced into the pit from his Hoverboard.
[color=b4b400]"...I'm guessing she'd need around...I dunno...30 to 45 se-"[/color] He spoke before the first tentacle stuck and impaled one of the guards.
[color=b4b400]"...Oh my..."[/color] The doctor said before he was slapped aside by another one and crashed his Hoverboard in to the wall.
Bison instantly took action.
[color=6C1504]"Experiment has gone haywire! Lock the Lab down! Get her out of there! Doom, get a Blender, No trace of that thing must be allowed out of this Chamber!"[/color] He ordered as the remaining tentacles soon appeared.
It was then Inuart realized they were going to kill her.
Again.
Inuart's hand immediately went for his blade as soon as heard the command. Again, she was going to die at another's hand; and from the sounds of this 'blender' business, it didn't sound like they had the intentions of leaving any traces of his Goddess to bring back again. As her old screams filled the air, Inuart couldn't help but feel faintly nostalgic about the last time this happened. Sure, the stabbings may have been painful, but for those brief moments of life, to see her beautiful face full of life again... That was worth any hell.
And so, Inuart waded into the chaos, his blade ready to cut down any who dared opposed his mad love, and gave a bow to the pool, "I am here for you, Milady. Please, allow me to stop those who'd oppose you..."
Had any of his soldiers been around during this time, they would have known the look in their commander's eyes, that dulled 'out there' look that appeared when he thought of 'her', that is, whoever 'she' was. They knew their commander was madly in love with someone; and they couldn't help but say that whoever she was.. She was lucky to have so devoted a man to her name.
[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING] Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America Time: Midday | January 2nd
As Dimitri went over his protocols for the third time, services in the domestic commodities, Dimitri noticed there was a severe drop in quality that he would not care for any day of the week. What really puzzled him about this hiccup in the system was that the changes seemed... Intentional? As he worked and pondered, he mused upon the conversation he had with her a moment ago. If he was Persephone, and she Demeter, than... Oh. It had struck the AI now what was causing the drop in quality, and he turned to Vermilion, clearing his throat to gain her attention, [color=3897E0]
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"Ahem! Ms. Vermilion? I believe I shall require your assistance with this error in the systems; because I believe you are causing it... Why?"
"...What...the Fuck?..." One soldier asked as Inuart seemed to be taking the side of the Demon.
[color=6C1504]"Inuart! Stand down! We need to Contain her. God only knows what that think can do if it's allowed to regenerate! Guard! Go for the Pit Controls and subdue that man!"[/color] Bison ordered as his men took aim at the bard.
It was then the beast stuck, it's tentacles reaching up over Inuart's head and striking them down before they could fire, their dead bodies now stuck on the ends of them.
She was helping him?
[color=6C1504]"...Bah. Fine, if you choose to endanger this entire base because of your ill-placed love for that "Thing!", I have no other option...
Doom, Alert the Bio-Hazard team while I deal with our friend here"[/color] Bison ordered as Doom sulked off, sad he wasn't going to get to use his Human Sized Blender.
[color=6c1504]"You will now know why *I* was the Ruler of the Largest Empire in Human History!"[/color] He bragged as he readied for combat, his body starting to hover and his hands growing purple.
Rugal
She sat down after the motion and kept thinking about the move. "Eh, it was okay. I'm pretty sure that I can make the movement a lot better or maybe adapt the movement to a blade. What do ya think about that, Wheathair?" Even though she'd finished learning the basics of the move, she had immediately began thinking of ways to make it more useful to her skill set. It was clear to Rugal that she had a knack for rising up to challenges
As the two worked out the movements of the attack a bit more, Rugal sensed something he hadn't sensed on the ship since that ***** that had taken out his natural eye - Ki. A decent-sized pool of it, approaching the room they were in.
Devon | Ella
As he waited for the ribs, the two popped up again in his head. "I'm fine, Ella. Just seeing some red haired guy that looks look like a tool, some pit, and some brown haired girl being defended by the guy. Don't know what it means, but I can't wait to get my hand on that rack of ribs with you. What about you, though? If you're a fan of ribs, we might have a small problem." He grinned, and the two racks of ribs came up. These were the good ones with a large amount of meat on each rib with meat so tender it fell off the bone.
"After you, Ella. Unless you're a vegetarian, in which case I'm sorry for ordering this without asking you." It was clear that the man had just wanted a good meal, but his eyes glazed over as the next wave of images came in with what M. Bison from Street fighter would look like if he was a real person.
[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING] Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America Time: Midday | January 2nd
Jake | Mark
Jake remained standing at the bridge window. "You know, it's times like these I wish the easy way out was best. It's very hard to do the wrong thing when you're dead, but that in and of itself is a very bad thing. I don't image Akane wold take it well, nor Teri, nor yourself for that matter. I should have been like Shaun, and just ignored this whole thing and run away. *Sigh*. I'll be careful when I talk to Kokoa, and yes I do know why she hides as Gabrielle.
I may be stupid but I'm not completely dumb. Okay so I am. I'll... I'll wait until this is all over before I talk to Kokoa, I suppose I should try not to interfere with anyone or anything for a while. Judging by this chill I've pissed off one of the AI's by asking them to help me, so there's another thing I've fucked up today. Hasn't been a good day. Thanks for listening to me Mark, this would be all bottled up otherwise... I'm going to bed. Again."
Jake turned away from the Dramatist and walked quickly out of the room. Luckily, he didn't pass anyone in the hallways before he found his room, entering and gently placing his sword and gear on the table there before flopping into bed.
Old thoughts of pain from a decade ago surfaced and his nightmare began...
The bridge of the starship was littered with dead and dying men as Jake stood amongst it all. He could only watch as the Fleet he had attempted to lead crashed against Tomoya's Angel Fleet and shattered like the waves against the bow of a ship. Bodies floated in open space, fires raged in starships great and small and explosions dotted the stars as ships died horrible deaths.
And he was the one who caused it.
The nightmare reset, and Jake started the fight from the beginning...
Always aiming high... Rugal thought at he cleaned up his bleeding socket.
"Well, You can start worrying about that later. You've only learned the Cross Armed Method. Once you mastered that, I'll teach you the Single Arm Method. And once you learn that..." He explained while another statue appeared.
Suddenly, he let loose with a hook, an uppercut, a spinning back knuckle and a reverse spinning kick, each one sending out it's own Sonic Boom.
Needless to say, that statue had to be swept up.
"...The rest is childs play..." He finished, hinting at what else he might be able to teach her.
It was then that he felt it, someone was coming towards them. ...Strange...I know the Ki and Auras of everyone else on this ship. Who is that?... He thought as he became serious for a moment.
Melethia noticed the change in character as Rugal proceeded to eye up the wall, sensing someone walking along the hallway next to it. "...Ummmm?...Wheathair?..."
"...Just a hunch...Keep practicing, I'll be right back." He said as he walked towards the exit, hoping to catch the possible intruder off guard.
When Inuart saw the tentacles go in and cut down the soldiers before him, the remainder of the force could practically see his heart melting before them; his face a picture of joy as he cried out,
"You... You remember my voice? You fought them off for me? Oh, my love, I shall return your favor a thousand fold, my dear!"
Bringing his sword down, a wave of ice cut down at the purple orbs, and Inuart charged towards Bison; the serum giving the mad bard the speed he needed to put himself on par with the mass of muscle that was Bison. It surprising to see how quickly the redhead had changed from calm to desperate where his love was concerned; it was almost pitiable, if not outright pathetic.
Diabs, he's never going to shut up about that now. Hope you're happy. [http://tindeck.com/listen/mlib]
Melethia focused on practicing the attack, changing the timing, strength, and speed to see the effects modifying each part had on the move. Hmm, if I can crack this move, there's so many ways I could use it! it made her arms a bit sore, but the fact that she was picking up something new made it more than worth it. Rugal could see the variations that the girl was making to see the limits of the move, and the way she did the changes gradually and reverted to the proper form each time showed him that the changes were deliberate.
Meanwhile, Slindis approached the training room. She'd lost her blades in there, but she didn't have to be defenseless. Seeing that one of the rooms was already being used, she approached it. If she was going to pick this up, she'd have to get some help from the others on the ship to compare it against.
Inside the room, Rugal could feel that the Ki was mixing in with an Aura of Good and was getting much closer. If he opened the door now, he could get the jump on the Ki user.
As Melethia practiced, Rugal felt the source come nearer and nearer as he narrowed down the suspects in his mind. ...Not Teri...Not Devon...could it be...??? He asked himself as he went for the door.
At the exact same time, Slindis went to for the door as well.
As a result, the two bumped into each other.
[color=c00000]"Oof!"[/color]
"Hey!-...Slindis?..." Rugal asked right after the Drow ran into him, noticing that she was MUCH different to the Slindis he knew before.
"...What is with the attire?...Thinking of becoming a Shaolin Monk?..." He asked, recalling some of the styles he learned off them, though he never agreed with the Dress Code.
AIM Bunker
Bison stood unwavering as Inuart charged at him, keen to get the Dictator's blood on his blade.
Thus he swinged his sword and hit....nothing?
Before confusion could set in, a laugh erupted from Bison as he reappeared several feet away.
[color=6C1504]"HAHAHAHA! You think you can just have one of Wesker's Cocktails and expect to outdo the Mighty Bison!?"[/color] He boasted as he began warping from place to place, making the chances of Inuart actually hitting him rather slim.
As he kept his mix-up game high, he struck the bard as he teleported with such randomness and frequency it made guessing his next move nigh impossible.
Melethia kept on with the movements as Slin looked Rugal over, and she asked him one single question. [color=c20000]"Rugal. In that transport, were the feelings you showed a moment of weakness or something else?"[/color] The Drow began with some punches, although it was clear to Rugal from the way she moved that she hadn't been trained all too well in fighting unarmed. However, Rugal could see behind the somewhat crude movements and found that Slindis had talent that she'd never had to tap into.
In fact, Rugal could see the vast reserves that the Drow had and a potential there that rivaled her daughter's. It was a shame that she'd not had anyone to show her this.
Rugal zoned out a little as he realized Slindis was in fact the one he sensed, his eyes widening a little as he picked up a faint amount of the Ki inside her. ....How did I not see this before!? He thought as Slindis picked up on the fact he was just staring blankly at her.
[color=c00000]"...Staring isn't going to answer my question..."[/color] She said in a clearly annoyed tone.
"...What?...Oh...Preacher...Well, I saw the vast power he weilded and how useful it could be for you battles. He promised to tell me, Then he laughed at me on his death bed. I was always rather quick to temper..." He answered as he watched the Drow's movements. ...She's never been in a fist fight in her life... He thought, hoping his answer on the matter would suffice so they could start focusing on her new power and show her a few things.
Melethia waved to her mom before she exited the room, clearly satisfied with the progress she'd made on the Sonic boom so far. "Thanks for showing me that, Wheathair!"
After her daughter left the room, Slindis continued in her punches. Although they were well-suited for fighting with a blade, they actively hindered her progress. [color=c20000]"Rugal, we both know that doesn't make much sense. If I'd not seen what you can be like around all those that you're concerned about, I'd be well suited in writing you off as a power hungry man."[/color] Now that she didn't have any armor on, Rugal could see that the Drow's movements seemed to actively be fighting against the armor that she didn't have any more. In addition, although the outfit was fairly straightforward, it still showed Slindis from a very good light.
[color=c20000]"Is there something interesting here?"[/color] Her response showed the faintest bit of annoyance at the man focusing on Slindis' odd movements.
Inuart gritted his teeth in anger, but kept swinging at the man in red; not wanting to give up on his love so easily. He couldn't lose her now, not as she was regaining herself! She REMEMBERED him even! She was helping him! Ah, it was too much for his heart to follow the notion of losing her. Thus, even with the strikes hitting hard; Inuart did not allow himself to bend over. Not when she was on the line.
Another bout of punches were about to fall Inuart's way, when a blade of light erupted from the pool; and shot straight at Bison. The Warlord was shocked with the beam hit him; and found himself knocked back. Where the rest of the blade went, it cut swathes out of the men in it's way.
[color=6C1504]"What the?!"[/color]
Even Inuart was surprised by that development, and as he charged to hit the stunned Bison; an ungodly shriek [http://tindeck.com/listen/xexy] cut through the air, to which Inuart smirked and said to himself, "Thank you, Furiae..."
Airship Rising Dawn - Crew Quarters:
Lucifer | Teri <---- Still weirded out by your patience here...
As they reached her room, Teri found herself growing silent after hearing that statement, as she remembered what was told to her down in the temple...
"I'm here for you.. And by you, I don't mean your soul."
Pulling herself closer together, she couldn't help but feel even more confused about such a thing; why would he keep visiting her like that? Like now? Wasn't he suposed to be her adversary, the thing she strived in life to overcome: The Tempter, the Liar, the False Prophet? Even in knowing the truth about how he came to his role as a figure-head of evil, Teri could not stop herself from being distrustful of him. Even if he had a job, he had done it perfectly fine up to this point. But if his words towards her were genuine.... No, it couldn't be. A heavy feeling welled in her chest as they approached the room, and Teri found her steps slowing the closer they came; almost as if she wanted to preserve this moment... But, why would she want that? He nice to be around, certainly, but that didn't necessarily mean anything... Did it?
Lucifer | Teri | ...
A whisper of wind blew down the corridor, an unkind heat to the Cleric, overbearing and oppressive in the extreme. But to Lucifer...
To Lucifer it felt like home.
A crackle of black and red, fire and flame, and the second most feared person of Hell stepped forward from a small rip in the fabric of space and time.
The Grim Reaper. His voice lashed out, low and gravelly, burning with the very hatred he felt for Tomoya.
"Lucifer... New York has been sorted, finally. And here you are... Womanizing? No... You aren't. No matter. You must return, and Marshal the Armies. Michael is going to march out soon. He will need your help."
Rugal Shrugged as Slindis sussed him out, He was indeed power hungry, it was all he knew and the main reason he was the force he was today, but he wasn't about to let her know that.
"Well, it did help that either you nor Melethia tried to throw me out of the Hanger back when you knew me as Heidern. That power he processed could have saved many lives if only he told me how he got it, but no, he merely mocked me to the grave. I know he knew what good that power could have done, even if it wasn't wielded by him..." He Lied as he did before, it was second nature to him.
Though it all, he watched as the Drow tried to fist fight, noticing that her new outfit allowed for much freer movement then she was used to, as well as being easy on the eyes, more so then her normal armour.
[color=c00000]"Is there something interesting here?"[/color]
"More then you seem to know. Before you entered, I "Sensed" you approaching. Those who know Ki Power can pick up others with such power. Now, this is strange as before now, I didn't pick it up in you." He explained as he walked over, not taking his eyes off her.
"On top of that, excuse me if I'm wrong, but you don't seem to know how to fight bare handed...You're used to brawling with Weapons, but not without them. Your stance is weak and your movements seem to be jerky almost. Tell me, Have you ever fought a foe with no weapon at all?..."
AIM Bunker
[color=6C1504]"What is this!? Demonic Power!?"[/color] Bison cried out as the Blade began to engage his re-enforcements, cutting them down.
[color=6C1504]"Now do you see!? We can't all-..Oh."[/color] He started up until Inuart advanced and began slashing at him.
Had it not been for the armor bracers on his wrists, he would have been mincemeat and even then, The Bard got a few good hits in before he broke this offense.
[color=6C1504]"That's it! I've had enough of you!"[/color] He said as he glared as the bard and grinned as his soulless eyes turned purple.
The world seemed to freeze around Inuart as their world faded and they entered one of darkness.
Thousands of Voices spoke as once, demanding Inuart to give up, it was deafening, overwhelming him as he felt the urge to fight fade away. [color=6C1504]"That's it Inuart, Drop the Sword..."[/color]
Feeling the tension in the hallway, Teri gave a quiet nod to both of the Hellish emissaries, [color=0E59E4]
Code:
"I'll just leave you two be then... Good night."
[/color]
With a speed that showed how clearly scared the girl was, (you know, the fucking reaper appearing and everything) Teri quickly got into her room and closed the door behind her; locking it (even if it would do nothing to the men outside, it still made her feel secure). After locking the door, she set to peeling off her (most likely) smelly robes; hell bent upon getting a shower before going to bed. Hopefully, the water would help her calm down after the day's events; and allow her to get some proper sleep. After all, she still had a Time Bubble to disengage from herself. Taking a step into nice and warm water, Teri smiled and gave a silent prayer to God above, thanking him for following through and delivering her to safety once again...
AIM Bunker
"Drop the sword? But how will I defend Furiae?"
The voice did not waver, and bellowed again, [color=6C1504]"Drop it."[/color]
As Inuart's grip began to weaken, the pool with Furiae within began to bubble and froth, making some of the men step back in fear of what would emerge. A smart move, on their part, for there was another loud scream, and Furiae burst forth from the pool, exposing her true and terrible nature for all to see.
Giving a raging screech to all around her, bullets began to bounce off of a shield in the making; twelve swords floating about the demon as her mad blue eyes turned to Inuart and Bison. Another hellish scream emitted from the beast as the swords descended upon twelve poor saps, and the beast charged at Bison. Using two of it's tentacles to wrench Inuart away from the hulking man, two more were coming in and-
The beast's eyes widened as it's wings began to fade away; the tentacles retracting into it's body and it's unnaturally long limbs shrinking down to normal human proportions. The former demoness fell to the ground; only clad in a few bandages and the messy skirt that came with her demonic form. She was silent for a moment, and then awoke with a scream (this time, in a completely normal voice), "Don't look at me!" and then covered her nakedness with shaking arms. It was an abrupt change from the demon that once flew before Bison a moment ago; and it's host (?) looked terrified and confused about where she was.
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