Cilia nodded and collapsed to the ground. She was deathly pale. --- Ris went sprinting over to Cilia. "What were you thinking Cilia? You know not to use your obsidian magic." She scolded her older sister.

"It's nice to meet you Shade. Don't worry 'bout them. They'll get over it. They do that a lot." Ashkii said with a smile. "Hey! If you want you can come on a job with Layla and I! It would give you the chance to prove yourself to the rest of the guild!" She suggested

At the word job, the splat of a hot and steaming dupling hitting the ground is vague to them. " awww I was gonna eat that..." Urabe whimpered. Suddenly her sickly and tired look dawns on ashkii and a smile, thought to be happy and sweet looking sadist and twisted, shines on her face. "A mission, might I join? I have just been so bored with the other jobs, perhaps a friend would make things better" she slurred, placing her head in there table.

after snapping the katana, Drax was just able to bring up to guard the impact of a vicious side blow from the claymore. He stayed on his feet but it pushed him back a good several meters before he was able to stop his sliding. Drax lifted his hat from his head and wiped his brow. He then pulled out his cane and aimed it at Inigo. he then pushed a button on the side that shot off the bottom of the cane, apparently a sheath, at bullet like speed toward Inigo. Taking his cane sword in his left hand and the sword breaker in his right, he then started moving back in on Inigo again. Meanwhile, Sphyl was staring down the giant man in armor and then to Dremmick, who was watching the fight intensely, then back to Christopher. The crimson robed girl took down her hood revealing bright green eyes and strawberry red hair. Innocently enough she asked, "So are you some sort of giant?" She then started floating up to get a better look at metal clad warrior.

With surprising luck and only seconds to spare, Inigo manages to simultaneously dodge both an incoming attack from Morgan and the incoming sheath by ducking. Before Morgan can take this chance to attack, he sweeps her feet out from under her. Inigo then proceeds to deal with Drax, calling on his magic once more to quickly swap out for the claymore. Albeit, Alitone would've worked just as well, but it seems he only wishes to use that sword on Morgan. Now, Inigo spares no mercy on Drax, swinging at him with full strength at every possible chance. "This is not your fight...learn your place!" Inigo says, seemingly enraged.

"I am Drax of the Blade! The moment you posed a threat here is the moment this became my quarrel. YOU ARE FAR TOO NAIVE WITH A BLADE TO TELL ME TO KNOW MY PLACE, YOU CUR!" Drax kept up the pace with his cane-sword alone, letting the sword breaker rest on his right shoulder. He would block blows at angles so that the blow would instead deflect to the sides, so that minimal force was actually needed to block the strikes. Ever the mentor, Drax critiqued as he fought, "Your strikes are comparable to a wild animal: Erratic and uncontrolled. Surely you jest! I do not have patience for boasting fools!"

"Please...I've seen greater swordsmen than you, old man. Why do you think my expectations are set so high?" Inigo chides as his strikes become more focused, now attacking with precise combos and accurate motions. Morgan sits up and watches, this whole fight seeming like a sparring match to her now. "He's fighting just as if he would with father now...just how far will your shadow push you, Inigo..?" She murmurs as she stands up and dusts herself off, no lying in wait for the right moment to jump back into the fray. "I've seen greater swordsmen than you..." The only person he could think of the shadow is referring to is their long gone father...at least, he was presumed to be dead. Leon had yet to be able to track his brother down after he was brought back. "He must believe that if he can beat me, then he'd be able to be on the level of his father...there's so much more to it, Inigo...your shadow blinds you." He thinks as he continues to watch Drax and his nephew lock blades.

"I have to stop him Ris." Cilia said standing up on shaky feet as an obsidian blade formed in her hand and she went running into battle. --- "Ugh! Cecilia you're going to get yourself killed." Ris said under her breath, she was annoyed beyond belief at her older sister.

"Presuming that you find someone far superior to me, you would be in a hard place to fight them with your current skill now. You seem to be having trouble even with this frail old man!" While fighting, Drax thought about the comment more as he tossed his sword breaker to the side. Drax seized the moment to strike. On one of the more dedicated strikes Inigo took, instead of deflecting it as usual, he sidestepped it and quickly flicked his blade out, putting two insignificant cuts at his side as the cane-sword's blade lashed out and recovered swiftly and went back to his defensive stance. "Should I have gone for a piercing would you would have been mortally wounded. If you truely wish to learn the art of the blade, all kinds, come at ease with yourself and I can teach you more. You have potential, and a reason to become stronger. Though I may not be as strong as foe you crave to face, you are reckless and lack discipline in the sword! If you can't even kill me then what would you do, I wonder?" "What's gotten into him?" Dremmick wondered out loud as he slowly started to recover from his previous ordeal. "OOOOoooo," Sphyl said as she heard Drax's offer. "Is he wanting to train that crazy person? I don't know if Grandpa should do that. I don't want an insane person like him training with me." "G-grandpa!?" Dremmick exclaimed. "He is your grandfather?" Sphyl smiled broadly, "Yep, he just doesn't like being called that while on missions." Dremmick shook his head. too many surprises in one day. Dremmick looked and saw Cilia using more of the magic that was making her weak. He studied the blade and using a bit of the magic energy he recovered, made a blood blade in the same shape. When finished it was the same crimson metal, shrouded in a black haze, that had used earlier in his fight. "CILIA! USE THIS!" he shouted as he threw the blade to her.

[Christopher/Aurore] "Ahh, why no, I am not a giant young miss." Christopher smiled down at the little girl from on top of his horse. "But I am quiet big, I'm willing to admit that much." his smile grew bigger. "If I'm a giant... what does that make you, normal sized, or tiny?" he joked, not thinking she might possibly take it the wrong way. "Grandpa?" Christopher turned his horse to face the young girl's grandparent. "He doesn't look that old to me. What does that make me?" he then asked the young girl, turning back to her. "Christopher! Stop with the jokes, can't you tell there's a battle going on!? Are not even paying attention to any of this!?" she yelled at Christopher as her horse started prancing around again. "Yes, I am, but there is nothing we can do. This battle needs to take it's course, not be interfered with." Christopher leaned back up as he faced his companion. "I'll show you inference!" Aurore yelled. Aurore turned her horse, straight towards the fight, and charged right for them! The horse sped up faster and faster, as Aurore pulled in the energy from all the nearby people, as it was building up and leaking around so much. She threw it around herself, before standing on the horse and throwing herself into the air towards the people. The horse took his chance, and turned away, running off into the distance. "Take this as well!" Aurore yelled, tossing her magic at the blood sword, enchanting it's own power with hers. "Aurore, you can't- arg, your horse! You can't just let it go off like that!" Christopher said. He was almost ready to chase after it, but it had already turned a corner and was gone. Besides, his horse wasn't nearly as fast as hers, especially with all of his armor. "Aurore... stand down, this isn't your fight. You shouldn't be standing between them, you might get yourself hurt! You're not trained for this kind of battle." he tried to convince her. She ignored him, forcing him to sigh and do nothing.

Cilia's obsidian sword disintegrated and she caught the sword that Dremmick had made and Aurore had enhanced. She picked up speed as she ran towards Inigo.

Inigo laughs at Drax's proposal, not showing any indication of being in pain from the cuts as he raises his sword once more. "It seems you've mistaken me for the real deal..I am his shadow. My destiny is to kill everyone he holds dear...if anything, I'm stronger than all of you here...hahahaha!" He cackles. "Ignis: Shadow Flames!" Inigo slices the air in front of him, resulting in a large burst of dark-colored flames surging towards the swordsman, scattering apart like a shotgun round when it reaches the halfway mark. This seems to have drained him slightly, however, for he barely notices Cilia. "You again...haven't you had enough already!?" He exclaims as he runs toward her, prepared to clash blades with her.

"I'm not letting you keep control of Inigo!" Cilia yelled her gold eyes flashing darkly. "I won't stop until you release him." She growled as she slashed her blade at him.

The never ending clashing of swords seemed to have done a number on Inigo, for his movements seem to be slowed, only allowing him to block every other attack from Cilia. Most of the slashes make their mark, causing to stifle a howl in pain each time. The next attack sends him flying a few feet. It's even an effort for him to get up. "This...can't be...I won't allow this to happen, damn it!" He says, charging towards her for one last strike, his body flaring as he casts Ignis on himself.

"Well I'm not letting you keep control of Inigo any longer." Cilia snapped harshly, pouring her remaining strength and energy into her final attack.

As if the scene were straight out of a movie, Cilia and Inigo are back to back to one another after having put all of their strength into their final attacks. However, it seems Inigo has lost this stand-down, for he not only missed completely, but he is also now bleeding from a large gash in his side, the immense pain causing him to simply collapse to the ground on his back, simply staring up at the sky. "Hahaha...mark my words, Fairy Tail...this isn't the last you've seen of me..." With those parting words, the shadowy aura around Inigo's body dissipates, his eyes also regaining their original color. After the fighting ends, Morgan runs over to Inigo, kneeling beside her brother, her eyes a bit misty. "Inigo...?" She cautiously calls to him. "...Morgan..? What happened...?" He responds, causing her to cry tears of joy at her brother being alright.

Cilia dropped the sword and collapsed. She was shaking terribly and very pale, her skin was almost translucent.

[Christopher/Aurore] "Ahh, why no, I am not a giant young miss." Christopher smiled down at the little girl from on top of his horse. "But I am quiet big, I'm willing to admit that much." his smile grew bigger. "If I'm a giant... what does that make you, normal sized, or tiny?" he joked, not thinking she might possibly take it the wrong way. "Grandpa?" Christopher turned his horse to face the young girl's grandparent. "He doesn't look that old to me. What does that make me?" he then asked the young girl, turning back to her. "Christopher! Stop with the jokes, can't you tell there's a battle going on!? Are not even paying attention to any of this!?" she yelled at Christopher as her horse started prancing around again. "Yes, I am, but there is nothing we can do. This battle needs to take it's course, not be interfered with." Christopher leaned back up as he faced his companion. "I'll show you inference!" Aurore yelled. Aurore turned her horse, straight towards the fight, and charged right for them! The horse sped up faster and faster, as Aurore pulled in the energy from all the nearby people, as it was building up and leaking around so much. She threw it around herself, before standing on the horse and throwing herself into the air towards the people. The horse took his chance, and turned away, running off into the distance. "Take this as well!" Aurore yelled, tossing her magic at the blood sword, enchanting it's own power with hers. "Aurore, you can't- arg, your horse! You can't just let it go off like that!" Christopher said. He was almost ready to chase after it, but it had already turned a corner and was gone. Besides, his horse wasn't nearly as fast as hers, especially with all of his armor. "Aurore... stand down, this isn't your fight. You shouldn't be standing between them, you might get yourself hurt! You're not trained for this kind of battle." he tried to convince her. She ignored him, forcing him to sigh and do nothing.

Standing next to the armor clad man and seemingly dazed by the horse she rushed to him. "HOOOOORSEEEEY, can I ort it?! Please, please pleeeeeease!" She shouted, already rubbing her right cheek on it's side and swirling her hands all around the beast. Giving a dizzy and overly accomplished laugh she looked to the mounted man. "Your horse is shinier than gold, and soooo pretty, were did you get it mister... what's your name? I am urabe, and it's a pleasure to meet you"

Cilia dropped the sword and collapsed. She was shaking terribly and very pale, her skin was almost translucent.

As Morgan helps Inigo sit up, he spots Cilia, resulting in being almost equally pale at seeing the state she was in. "Cilia!" he called her name as he forced himself to stand, placing his left hand on his newly received wound as he hobbled as quickly as possible over to her, collapsing to his knees once he was close enough to her. "Are you okay?" He asked, seeming extremely worried. Morgan was simply dumbfounded by her brother's sudden burst of energy after having been cut down. "Seems like the adrenaline's already kicking in.." She though to herself as she rushed over to Dremmick. "I know you're still recovering, but we're going to need your help, Dremmick." She says. Satisfied with the outcome of the fight, Leon steps off the roof, landing beside his niece and Dremmick.

Cilia dropped the sword and collapsed. She was shaking terribly and very pale, her skin was almost translucent.

As Morgan helps Inigo sit up, he spots Cilia, resulting in being almost equally pale at seeing the state she was in. "Cilia!" he called her name as he forced himself to stand, placing his left hand on his newly received wound as he hobbled as quickly as possible over to her, collapsing to his knees once he was close enough to her. "Are you okay?" He asked, seeming extremely worried. Morgan was simply dumbfounded by her brother's sudden burst of energy after having been cut down. "Seems like the adrenaline's already kicking in.." She though to herself as she rushed over to Dremmick. "I know you're still recovering, but we're going to need your help, Dremmick." She says. Satisfied with the outcome of the fight, Leon steps off the roof, landing beside his niece and Dremmick.

"Everything is fuzzy and spinning." Cilia mumbled, her eyes were partially closed. She was trembling like a leaf caught in a summer storm. --- Ris picked up Cilia's abandoned bead bag and ran over to her sister and Inigo. "Cecilia Melody Mist you careless idiot." She mumbled as she ran over.

Drax was ready to guard the blast from Inigo's blade, but wasn't ready for it to explode before it reached him. He was able dodge a few of the shots but he still got hit a few times by it. It wasn't enough damage to make him need medical attention like the others and even though it thoroughly roughed him up, he wasn't down for the count. However, age catches up to him and he was quite winded once he found his can'es sheath and reset it. He made his way to Inigo and rested on his cane. "I don't know if you could hear me before, but my offer still stands. However, I believe m'lady and I are overdue to return to our home. We were recalled in the middle of the scuffle you see. It seems they want to drop the charges on Dremmick based on the fact that they don't need him for questioning. Lucky you," he added as Dremmick made his way there. "Apperently, Ander made his way to meet with Korde himself. They say the fighting is nearly over.... oh, and you are no longer a Jailer, Dremmick, I do apologize." Dremmick chuckled a little as he settled in to start working on Inigo. "Well, isn't that convenient? I guess the Jailers are trying to prioritize their interests." He leaned over to Ris and wispered quietly,"After we are done here we need to go see whats going on out . I don't like the sound of it." "Grandpa! How could you let him hit you! That was a dirty trick too! You weren't even using magic!" Sphyl exploded behind Drax. "Don't worry about me, child, I am fine, just winded is all. And I told you, you can't go around saying 'grandpa' during a mission. Its unprofessional, m'dear." Drax replied.