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indigo shades flashed in Leer's eyes as he took in the situation. his focus was on this demonic whale thing...whatever it really was. In a flurry of hand movements, shadows jumped up into his hands, there shape taking one a one-and-a-half-handed longsword. A few more form his left hand as he held the blade with his right.

As he did such, the winds kicked up immensely, the gust targetting in on the whale in hopes of slicing it and cutting it deep. A [gale tempest] whipping it's way towards the thing, compacting at it's center of mass and creating shreadding wind speeds that would cut like a continual stroke of steel blades.

He turned brefily to watch Iden contact the gorund and then refocused his attention, rememberring his job to keep the whale off ioden's back, and Iden's to handle the dragfon for him. The Mercury adept would notice a [healing breeze] pass over him, easing his wounds a smalla mount as he came to a stop.

It was only after this did Leer begin taking niotable action. With the use of both hands, he flung the sword skyward, appearing to aim a little high of the whale. As it spun over itself and reached the top of it's arc, he flashed into movement with demionic speed aided by the winds carrying his course. he put his force behind the bvlade as he gripped it again, and repostionned the fall to land straight atop the whale's back, the blade being used to secure his hold as it slid into the creature's flesh.

((right, I'm having an off day, so i dunno' how well that actually came off. Sorry for delaying things))

As Iden scrambled to his feet to rush the dragon, he found himself running alongside Matt. He snarled at the man.

GET YOUR OWN!

And then Iden leaped, hurling himself through the air at the dragon. Matt would reach the beast first, by virtue of his speed boosting psynergy, but Iden would not be too far behind, since he had started rushing almost as soon as he'd hit the ground, despite the bleeding gashes along his chest.

The creature was screeching in pain, and pushed off the ground to rise skywards, as Iden descended towards it. He shouted a warcry as once more he was blanketed in his own psynergy. And then, rather than one man falling upon the dragon, it was a torrent of [Ice Missile], which smashed and shattered upon the scarred hide. Scarcely did the creature have the chance to respond before Iden had bodily crashed upon the beast, blade first. His sword dug into the armored skin, and Iden twisted the blade to secure his position mounting the beast's back.

Kassion raced back in his Chariot towards Maxwell and the battling tree. It was still out of range of Maxwell, but it didn't seem to be taking too much damage from him or his demon dragon.
The time that they all had to finish each opponent was minimal. In moments more demons would be there. Lesser demons, no doubt, but demons none-the-less.
He sent a mental call to Titan and activated his favorite djinn's strength ability.
Seeing the dilemma and their pinch for time, Kassion curved in a downward arc and to the left, causing the Chariot Orb to whistle and screech through the air in seeming protest. He dove down right into the demon tree.
It whipped its vine-like branches out to swat Kassion out of the sky.

It did just that.

Kassion's orb blinked out of existance in a steaming hiss and the branch wrapped around his waist and yanked him down. He was torn from the sky and slammed violently down into the ground, knocking the wind from his lungs and dazing him.
He went to grab Helios, but his hand grabbed air. Helios had fallen out in the impact!
Though, to his relief, Edarum was there. He yanked it out of its holster and went to chop at the limb, but was whipped back into the sky, losing his grip on his second primary weapon. The branch released him, sending him spinning in the air with no control. He used his jupiter powers to stop his spin, but was bashed right back out of the sky by another branch, slamming his face right into the ground.
Still without breath, he coughed and gasped as he stood. He snapped his left hand to his right hip and his right hand to his lower back to the scabbards that held Kai's old weapons. The normal "Spirit Sword" rested at his right hip while the broadsword "Sword of Death" hung upside down and strapped in on his back. He didn't know their properties, but they had helped him in the past, so he slipped them from their scabbards in a single, lightening quick, fluid motion that appeared like a whirlwind (which in his battle rage, he did cause one!) He held the broad sword in his right and the normal sword in his left. They felt extremely light compared to his other weapons in a dual-weapon stance, but he'd fought with them before and they made up for their size with speed.
He lept back and sent the blades into their whirling dance as the tree sent a dozen limbs at him. His speed increased and his strength multiplied many times over, his moves were a blur and to devastating effect.
The branches whipped, stabbed and slashed, their tips razor sharp and nicking Kassion in a few places. Kassion deflected the branches as much as he was cutting them to pieces to have them just regrow. His arms pulsed and grew a bright red; his eyes swirled into their reddish-purple hue.
Rage had entered the fight.
Kassion's arms continued to pulse and their movements seemed to get faster, but Kassion couldn't tell. He wasn't conscious of what was going on.
He was absorbed. For the first time since he had taken Rage, he let Rage take full hold of him. This was a place that Rage was capable of much more than he.

Now, Kassion's arms were aglow with a bright red and his hair floated off his shoulders, defying gravity. He planted his feet and stopped falling back. He connected more with the razor branches and his arms were a spinning, twirling promise of death. The broad sword and normal sword cast after images and also were glowing with their own colors; the Spirit Sword as blue and the Sword of Death as green.
The more they connected and severed the limbs, the more the swords glowed. The tips of the branches stopped growing in as fast. Some of them burst into flames on their tips, while others froze and shattered on impact or began to shrivel.
The demon-tree knew something was amiss and focused all of its attention on Kassion, wanting to stop the rising momentum before it was outmatched, allowing Maxwell his move.

From the sky, others could see that Kassion was surrounded by kicked up ash, but a blur of green, red, and blue, was distinctly dancing about the ashen ground. The tree's attacks were a coordinated ripple, coming in at dozens of different angles, only to be beaten back or severed by another connecting blade.

Just as it seemed like Kassion had the upper hand, the tree recoiled, then lashed out all of its branches at once.
Kassion dove off to the side, dodging many of them, while cutting some on his way toward the ground. He lept to his feet to dodge more attacks when a limb burst forth, slamming his shoulder and finding a crease in his light armor, digging into his flesh and disabling his left arm. He felt no pain but knew he could no use his arm.
The Spirit sword dropped to the ground with a soft thud on the ash.
Kassion swung the Sword of Death at the branch, severing it and causing it to shrivel away. The piece in his arm shriveled and fell to the ground, but he still could not use his arm.
Other branches came at him, but he dropped his sword to the ground. With a two-voiced bellow of pure rage that cut the very air around him, Kassion slammed his remaining fist into the ground. The glow in his left arm left and filled his right, making the light almost unbearable to look at. The impact with the ground sent a massive pulse through it. The glow in his right arm had faded instantly, but the pulse in the ground rippled under the branches and went right beneath the tree. The ground cracked and parted. Fire engulfed the thing. It thrashed about and tried batting away the flames, but simply spread the liquid fire further. It was burning, but not dead. Kassion was vulnerable with no weapons and remained kneeling as the pain caught up to him.

He looked up to Maxwell with assurance in his eyes, knowing that Maxwell was well capable of finishing the job in his un-injured state.

Kassion stood up and watched his apprentice finish the tree-thing. His was quite the display, igniting the creature from the inside out, shattering it and sending burning pieces of wood all around them.
He moved around the ground, picking up all of his dropped weapons, sheathing them as he grabbed them.
He cast a minor healing spell on himself, but it was only enough to bring his arm back under control, not to rid him of the pain. It closed enough to stem the flow of blood, but it ached and he could not move it without wincing from the sharp pain that assaulted him.
"I'm out of psyenergy. Those two times that I summoned my chariot were too much, I guess."
He shrugged to Maxwell and winced again. He pulled out a psyenergy star from his belt pouch and ate it. He cast one more spell on himself, fully closing his wound and ridding him from the pain. He looked around to find that all three of the other opponents were being taken care of, but it wasn't going fast enough. Noticing that Leer was having some trouble fighting the whale-thing, he motioned to Maxwell, "You help take care of the dragon. Don't go near the phoenix. Have some one else engage the phoenix. We need a mercury adept to do something about it!"
With that, he summoned a pillar from the ground and ascended to the top of the ravine, where Leer battled.
He pulled out Helios. Rage and Titan were still very active, but Artica had faded. He didn't need the extra speed. Rage gave him enough of an energy boost so that he could make a quick close on the two combatants.
He stopped short and planted his feet, then he heaved Helios back and like a massive coil, he unwound and snapped Helios toward the thing. End over end, Helios spun. It connected solidly with the massive creature's body, but it didn't seem to notice. He summed his magical warhammer back to his hands and released it again.
The same outcome; no reaction to the blunt weapon's impact. It was focusing on throwing Leer off, but it's blubbery body was able to soften the hammer's impact enough so that it did not harm the thing.
Kassion shrugged and, once again, put Helios in its holster. He picked up Edarum and took out the Sword of Death. He charged the thing and was nearly crushed as it thrashed his way, just missing him as he dove down under its floating body. On his back and unable to stand with the beast above him, he started hacking away at its underside, spilling nasty and unknown fluids from it. The thing let out a howl of pain and continued thrashing.
Instead, this time it quickly moved away from Kassion and made a scorching water spout erupt right beneath him.
Kassion, used to heat, was not harmed, but he was disoriented and did not pursue for the moment.
He moved away from the spout and cleared his eyes. The thing was moving to the other side of the ravine to get away from him. It was moving towards the dragon and the phoenix!
He sprinted forward and lept atop the thing just as they passed over the lip of the ravine. He slammed Edarum into its side and then sliced the death blade in to further secure his grip. Though, when he did, the blade began to glow a bright green, again.
It hit him then, that the Sword of Death had a similar effect to Edarum; it drained it opponent's life-force. But, this blade also redirected its stolen life-force into the blade, making it more deadly in every aspect.

Then, he went along for the ride as it tumbled across the ravine.

Looking over at the dragon, he nodded, and jumped back onto the bone and flesh dragon he commanded, and hurtled at high speed towards it. Before he could reach it though, it was slammed into the ground. Blinking a few times, he took this chance and gathered enough energy to cast a healing psynergy for each person that began this little journey. Focusing, a bright blue flame appeared around everybody, closing up their wounds, and rejuvinating them, much like the other psynergy spells, such as Wish would do, except adding more stamina.
"There...now...onto damage control."

Mortimer sat down on the railing of the ship looking down on the Venus ambassador. "So, whats the real reason you need all these ships. It can't just be because of lonely pirates raiding your shores, I'm sure your own ships could handle that. These war ships are ment for war, hence the name, so who are you fighting? The Mars clan like usual or some one different?

((Selfless Bump to move the RP up higher. :V ))