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Eragon dashed towards Shadow King with an expression of anger and despise. This very being was the source of all this damage, of the pain, the lives of his people, everything. If he could end it here and now, that's just what he was going to do. Nothing stood in his way of him and his target. He noticed Shadow had not moved or made one motion to resist the oncoming threat, as though he was welcoming the blow that he was going to take.

As Eragon came within striking distance and slammed down his sword, Shadow king warped behind him and elbowed him down to the ground. He then faced his back toward him and looked on to the others. "Do not think a fight in your condition will be a successful one. Though, if you really do desire death at my hands, by all means, continue." He outstretched his arms as one would to welcome a hug. His sword remained on his back and his whip lay limp in his other hand. He dropped the whip to the ground and awaited for a response.

Inferno got out of the damaged vehicle and picked up his rifle. He quickly and painfully strapped it onto his back and took out his machine guns. It was then he deemed them useless against this opponent and almost dropped them both. If anything, he had to rely on his comrades to create a good enough distraction to catch this guy off guard. If he couldn't, there was always the knife trump card.

Gilvan too saw the opponent to be more of a challenge than he predicted, but he wasn't about to give up. He saw what he could do with tank shells, so guns seemed useless, but he had another idea. He rolled up his sleeves to reveal he had a metallic glove on his left hand. He shook out his arms, rolled his neck, and cracked his knuckles. "Ya chose the wrong lad ta piss off, ya oversized trow rug!" With that, he started dashing towards Shadow king, groaning as he brought back his gloved hand.

Beni had some energy return to him slowly. It may not have been apparent to anyone, even his own self, but the demonic side of him had been slowly growing over the duration of the battle. His aura thickened, and eventually materialized into a gaseous state. It was clearly visible, and it was breaking outward in waves. It was uninviting in many ways, as now his eyes were also. His sword was gripped tight as he drew more energy by the second, prepping an attack.

Zeke was frightened a great deal when the attack landed into his shield. He held his ground, though. Furthermore the burns that his hands suffered did not affect his abilities either. This raised his awareness somewhat. He liked the idea of standing and holding his ground, observing his opponent's abilities. It may have proved quite useful if they survived long enough.

The residue of Beni's evil-seeming aura provided the perfect cover for a dash. While looking at his aura, there was the illusion his was standing still in the middle of it. The image of him would fade away with the aura only to show that the real Beni was standing in a defensive position with his sword at the ready, and within striking distance of this so-called 'Shadow King.' Beni was daring him to make a move.

Beni whipped his sword around in a wide infinity symbol. This not only would deflect light attacks, dispell magick to a point, and force his own energy outward in this shape at the same time, but it was a raw display of his speed. A wave of energy headed for Shadow King. To someone like Zeke, this figure-8 would not be distinguishable except for the trail it left behind, and to a slightly more trained eye, they might have even seen the flashing of the sword's reflection...but that would only tell them the sword was moving, and not the actual path of the swing.

Zeke realized that Beni had lost control again. Meaning, he had little regard for his 'allies.' The wave of energy didn't look to be stopping short right at Shadow King. He raised his shield and braced for the oncoming high-impact. This shield was never successfully tested against projectile made from pure energy before...

Beni took precautions as soon as he'd realized there was an amount of energy in his enemy's weapon. The target, he realized, was the sword. He drove the sword to the ground, dashing backwards. Beni knew this trick well, as it was one he liked to use often. He hoped Shadow King swung with enough force for the whip to wrap completely around the sword. He put his hands out with faulty shields in hand, and created the barrier.

Zeke watched the wave impact the shield as Beni raised his. This was the moment. Zeke thought this might have been his demise, but much to his surprise, the difference between solid and manifested energy was not what he expected. The 'x' shaped focal point of the attack flattened the shield out, then was redirected with an increased velocity. He saw what was to enfold...if it hit Beni's shield in the same manner, it would just keep bouncing back in forth, increasing its velocity exponentially. This was quite deadly as long as Zeke could keep his arms from falling off, or his shields from shorting out.

Shadow's whip did not hit its intened target. It caught the sword, but not the wielder. With one quick jerking motion, he pulled back on the whip to pull out Beni's sword from the ground. He'd sling the whip forward to launch it as a projectile, but was caught as a bolt of lightning struck it hard. The current travelled through the sword and into the conducting parts of the whip, where they made contact with his hand and proceeded through his body. The sword left the whip and hurled straight into the air, whereas Shadow was illuminated in electricity. He groaned a bit, and turned quickly to face his attacker. He dashed out of the way of the quickly reflected attack he expected to come his way earlier as Beni missed the first time. Aperantly, they were going to continue doing this, so he'd just wait it out until the attack was reduced to nothing more than a tap.

Aroura met the Shadow King head on to intercept his attack on Eragon. Both her blades met with his sword as he slammed into her. As they locked steel and shed sparks, Shadow's whip slung back for an attack. Here, she muttered a few words and her chains flew forward to entwine Shadow where he stood.

Shadow's attack with the whip quickly turned into a defensive maneuver as he attempted to use it to bring the chains down before they could do much more. He muttered a few words of his own and energy started piling up inside him at a focal point. It appeared as though he intended to build up this energy at an increasing rate.

Gilvan started jetting towards Shadow's and Aroura's position as he saw them locked in a strength battle. If Aroura couldn't hold out, he would be there to bail her out. "Hold on, Roura, I'm commin!"

Inferno started to believe more and more that guns were of no use in this fight. If he was to do anything, it had to be up close where he had nowhere to run. He was a bit weary on his knifes internal effect on him, but it was his one chance to prove himself dominant over its adverse effects. In any case, he had to help his comrades. He pulled it out and dropped his guns. "This is it." he muttered.

As Eragon looked at his sword, which barely had a glimmer to it because he lacked the energy to create much lightning, he realized he would have to make this a more physical battle. As Eragon turned toward shadow and saw shadow was already fighting with Aroura. He also saw a wave of energy heading at them. Eragon saw this as an opportunity and took off running behind the wave of energy. This way shadow couldnt see him, and if the wake missed, Shadow would be open to Eragons attack if the wave missed.