[b]Iron Inigma vs tough love[/b]



Sanguin growled with as much viciousness as a cornered wolf when Luna's blade came down against her neck.  Both attempt at submission and attempt and intimidation proved useless, however, when a wave of ice swept across the Tough Love swordswoman the next moment.  The frost washed across Sanguin's body, turning a writhing ball of anger into a frozen image of rage.  Though trapped beneath the ice, Sanguin's bestial fury only continued to mount.  Meanwhile, Evangeline gave a [i]tsk[/i] and, with a resigned boredom, raised her mace overhead before smashing it into the icy ground.  Instantly the ice in an area around her fractures, shattered, and blew apart like pile of snow shot by a cannonball.  The completed aero crystal vein, excited by the impact began to shudder and channel a greater wind throughout.  However thick the ice, the pressure from below would eventually become too much, and burst through.

On the topic of bursting, however, the frozen Sanguin statue in the epicenter of the crystal circle suddenly exploded apart.  When the flurries cleared, a figure stood where Sanguin had before that was neither wolf nor woman, but an amalgamation of both.  Nearly twice her old size even hunched over, this [url=http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/bloodborne/images/a/a1/Abhorrent_Beast_(2).JPG/revision/20150503195011]bloody beast[/url] dripped with vital fluid, mixing with her slavering drool around her fanged teeth.  Only now, the full meaning of Sanguin's earlier words could be grasped.  She snarled and swung with a clawed hand and unnatural strength at Luna.

Luna gasped as she saw the giant wolf stand up from beneath the rapidly vanishing magic Ice. Sanguin’s sudden transformation had both surprised her and thrown her off balance. The armored sorceress fell backwards as the wolf stood to its full height, and there was nothing she could do to get out of the way of the clawed slice, and it threw her off towards one side of the circle of aero crystals. She was lucky in that her armor weighed her down enough that she didn’t get thrown back by the winds, and despite Sanguin’s hyper-powerful state the beast’s claws left nary a scratch on her armor. The blunt force, however, hadn’t been mitigated nearly as much. The Iron Enigma girl groaned as she began climbing to her feet, temporarily weaponless.

Mark blinked as his ice was shattered, and he stood up, the rest of it dispersing. This wasn’t going at all as he had hoped, but the only thing he could think was that he should’ve said that they should’ve gone with just hitting them as hard as they could over and over again. The winds forced him to step towards the center of the crystals, and towards Sanguin. He managed to regain his wits before too long, however, and he started making his way towards Luna to make sure she was okay. He kept an eye on Sanguin, or whatever that was, as he did. He wasn’t very far when he called out, [color=FFDDD0]”[i]Ice Make: Shield. Fire Make: Shortsword.[/i]”[/color] The objects he called for formed in the proper hands, though the fire make fizzled quickly in the high force winds. Cursing, he dispelled the ice shield and slid to a stop, facing Sanguin. [color=FFDDD0]”[i]Ice Light Make: Chained Shield and Sword![/i]”[/color] The two weapons he had initially wanted formed in his hands, this time made of a shell of ice with light in the center, and connected by a chain. The chain was short enough not to touch the ground, but long enough that he had most of the range of movement one would need with the shield and sword. He breathed deeply once the weapons formed, and he did the most foolish thing he could think of: Charging Sanguin head-on, hoping to buy Luna enough time to get up and back into the fight.

Still addled by rage, the beast that Sanguine had become greeting the new challenge with a blood-curdling howl.  She sprung, throwing caution and self-preservation to the wind in her blind charge at Mark.  As they cut through the air, her claws whistled like knives, the arms swinging wildly even before she got within range.  Aiming to shatter Mark's defenses and take him down in a single, terrifying attack, Sanguin slammed both razor-tipped mits down 
on top of her Iron Enigma opponent.  A massively distorted cry ripped free from her twisted throat:  [color=800000][b]"SMASH you FLAT!"[/b][/color]  Looking on from the edge of the wind-battered circle, Evangeline whistled in apprehensive admiration, until she felt a slight retch.  Doubling over, she released a new salvo of wind wyrms to slither through the air and bury their fangs into Luna, probing for openings in her armor.

Mark let out a loud grunt as the wolf-beast slammed both of its hands down towards him. He had managed to get his shield up in the way of the attack, but when it landed the ice part shattered like penut brittle, and he felt the light part crack, as well as his arm. He had to fall to one knee to withstand the might of the blow, and once it was over he quickly got up and backpedaled, tears of pain in the corner of his eyes. His arm was broken, he was sure of that, so that meant none of his magic was going to be as powerful. Luna wasn't going to be much help either, as she refused to go full-out on anything she thought was living, unless it threatened her friends. He snapped with his one good hand, and looked back at Sanguin. There was no way he could beat her now, espescially with a broken arm, and the shield and sword idea had been a stupid one only concocted to keep Luna safe for a bit longer. He grunted in pain as he held his now-broken and mutilated arm against his stomach, and moved his other hand how he needed for his maker magic. [color=FFDDD0]"[i]Light Make: Piercing Spears![/i]"[/color] A few shafts of light shot their way from Mark's hand towards Sanguin. The attack likely would be batted away, dodged, or even taken head on; regardless, the maker wizard knew what the end result would be. The spell wasn't nearly as strong a it needed to be to do any real damage to Sanguin, as the spears weren't travelling fast enough or in enough number. The beast woman would also easily be able to close the distance and land a hit on him, too, if his appraisal of her power so far was any indication. At this point, attack like that last one was sure to end the fight early for him. He just hoped it was enough to stir Luna to action.

Sanguin was nothing if not predictable.  The spears, slow enough to be dealt with by an addled mind, received a hefty slap that sent the ones that didn't shatter spinning to the side.  Smelling victory in the brine of Mark's tears and the pain and exhaustion eking from his body, the beast reached down to grab and throw him.

Mark grunted as the lupine beast picked him up, and threw him across the arena. He made several loud shouts as he hit the round and rolled. One he had stopped moving, he rolled onto his back, and assessed himself. Nothing new broken. Good. He smiled a bit to himself. He had been a fool for being overconfident at the beginning of the fight, but Luna was on a whole different level from him when she had the will to be. He had seen it two days ago when she took out the two stone golems while fighting that Phoenix Wing girl. He just hoped his getting his ass kicked was enough to get her to act.

Luna watched as her guild mate was thrown across the arena. She felt sluggish, and was dumbfounded that he was discarded without having so much as scratched the wolf. His cries of pains, along with the jolt of feeling things starting to bite at her, was enough to raise her from her funk, and she stood the rest of the way up. [color=0000FF]"[i]Corona![/i]"[/color] A magic circle appeared below her, an the hemisphere of fire the spell entailed formed around the mage. The spell would practically evaporate the wind wyrms biting on her armor, trying to find its weaknesses. The flames stayed up for a long moment, unaffected by the winds, before the'd suddenly break. The arena would warm up from this, beyond a doubt, and Luna would now be in her solar armor. Her lunar halberd in her right hand, and a fiery one in the other.

The sorceress took a deep breath. She couldn't let her guild down now. They had been doing surprisingly well in the games so far, and she figured failing this fight would put a serious dent in that. Not to mention Mark, who had taken on Sanguin, and got his arm broken, so that Luna wouldn't be pummeled into the grond. The eccliptic mage began slowly walking towards the Wolf-Woman. She had to stop holding back. She had to be careful, but not maiming her opponent too badly was now a secondary concern. She waited for Sanguin to make the first move.

Once again obliging, the ferocious Sanguin rushed forward on all fours.  Her sizable bulk lost no velocity as it approached the star-armed Luna, instead making her intention of bulling into her and trampling her beneath her clawed paws quite clear.  This ruthless assault did not fully encapsulate the problems posed to Iron Enigma's premier sorceress, however.  On the edge of the ring, Evangeline watched as witness to Mark's fall, but her trumph was dulled by what appeared to be her remaining opponent powering up.  Knowing that Sanguin would never cease her frenzied assault in this state, it fell to Evangeline to act as the brains of the operation.  Sighing at the effort required, she took a few steps forward before leaping limply forward.  When she cleared the edge of the crystal ring, the exceedingly strong air current flung her into the air.  Now on a direct collision course with Luna's back, Evangeline raised her mace above her head and prepared to cave in her foe's helmet.

As Sanguin sprinted towards Luna, she sighed, still walking towards her opponent, and spoke. Her voice was now a cold monotone, and dropped down into a somewhat odd stance. [color=0000FF]"[i]Lunar Armor[/i]"[/color] The change in armors was rapid. This new one was a pure whitish color, and was somewhat bulkier than the previous armor. As Sanguin approached now, she hoped the armor gave her enough strength that she could take on the beast before her. Bowing her head, Luna let out a deep breath. All at once, Sanguin came into range, Evangeline's mace began coming down, and Luna shifted to attack. She pivoted forward and with her Solar halberd she swung down to up. The blade was turned so that the flat part would slam into the beasts underside, going at Luna's full strength. Her change in position caused Evangeline's attack to the solar mage's head and hit her shoulder instead. The blow caused her to gasp and panick slightly; thinking quickly, she changed from what she had planned. [color=0000FF]"[i]Solar Flare![/i]"[/color] A blast launched from the tip of her weapon, likely point blank to Sanguin by now. 

Luna's blow from below, though well timed, did not take into account the forward momentum of the beast she aimed it at.  All of her strength going upward combined with the vector of Sanguin's forward charge to divert her motion upward.  As a result, rather than careening straight into Luna, Sanguin flipped overhead, and while Evangeline's mace more or less met its mark, the Wind Wyrm Slayer herself was met with her ally a second later.  Both woman and werewolf tumbled over, quickly righting themselves and preparing to attack, but in her enraged state Sanguin could not tell friend from foe.  Snarling, she lashed out at Evangeline's back, and her claws raked across her skin.  The noise Evangeline made was, however, drowned out by the Solar Flare that smashed into both her and her assailant.  Together the two Tough Love members flew, scorched and smoking by the white light, and crashed into the sand a way off.

When she rose, Evangeline sported a look of utter displeasure.  No ordinary laziness or boredom, it heralded a person so thoroughly done with the situation that nothing would stop her from finishing this fight right now.  Even before Sanguin began to charge at her, the air pressure dropped rapidly, and wind began to move toward the spot where Evangeline spun in place, gleaming mace extended.  Around her, gale-force wind swirled, sucking so powerfully that its conjuror's beastly ally was swept up, helpless and howling, to circle around.  For the briefest of moments, there even appeared to be a [url=http://orig06.deviantart.net/af35/f/2011/142/2/5/25de1da5d50b22dda504fae6443db012-d3gwzj7.jpg]frightening, serpentine shape[/url] coiled within the twister, the image of Arcwind Boreas itself.  Evangeline gave a furious cry and swung her mace into the ground.  The tornado blasted toward Luna, its resident still baying like a lost hound.

Luna rolled her injured shoulder as Evangeline began her next attack, trying to think of how to deal with it. As the Tornado finally detached from the maelstrom and approached Luna, she knew that charging it head-on wouldn't be a good idea, seeing as it was already carrying the wolf. Maybe she could influence the air currents herself? Or even better, use them against her opponent. [color=0000FF]"[i]Solar Wind![/i]"[/color] A warm breeze would sweep across the Arena, and though it would likely be swept up in Evangeline's storm, its effect was based on how much contact the magic wind made with the targets. Now that proaction was taken, it was time to deal with the whirlwind that was still approaching her rapidly. It was too close now to try getting out of the way, so Luna decided to bargain on her opponent not wanting to hurt her guildmate hurt too much. [color=0000FF]"[i]Corona![/i]"[/color] The solar hemisphere formed around her again, but the 'attack' was a bluff as she hoped it would be a deterrent. If Sanguin got too close she planned on making the attack not hit her, but she hoped that either the change in heat or the threat to the wolf would be enough to prevent her from having to.

Only after the whirlwind crashed into Luna would she realize that her assessment of its purpose had been massively wrong; Evangeline did not use the cyclone to give Sanguin a tactical advantage, but rather to deal with her out-of-control partner while facing her foe with a dangerous attack.  Sure that the werewolf could take the extra punishment, and confident in her decision to remove from the battlefield what had becoem a dangerous obstacle, Evangeline let the Solar Wind batter Sanguin to ensure that her tornado hit its mark.

The huge, raging, beast-laden tumult of force and noise careened into Luna unabated.

Luna was surprised when the cyclone continued towards her, and as Sanguin came within danger range of her Corona, she forced the spell back into the bladed part of her halberd, as she had the other day, and threw it with all her might at Evangeline as the Cyclone hit her. The halberd was thrown so that the now superheated blade would slice through the side of her stomach, cauterizing the wound it would create should the attack land.

Never one for instantaneous reactions, Evangeline had been watching to see her attack land when Luna's halberd, thrown like a javelin and kept flying in a straight path by magic, caught her.  Its steely blade tore through her side, though only an initial spurt of vital fluid flew out onto the sand since the weapon's convection fried her veins closed the next instant.  Evangeline gasped, falling to her knees and then immediately onto her side.

Luna herself was thrown wide, and she shouted as she flew into the air, and inevitably crashed down hard against the dirt, rolling a fair distance, only to get thrown back by the winds from the crystals around where they had been fighting. She grunted as she landed, and her armor would seem to melt off of her and onto the ground, before soaking into and disappearing. The now unarmored mage would slowly stand up, her robe slightly disheveled, but she seemed very much still ready to fight. She would be holding her arm against her stomach however, as if it was hurt. She grit her teeth and held one hand towards the sky, casting two final spells. [color=0000FF]"[i]Summer's Dream![/i]"[/color] The sun suddenly seemed to be high in the sky, and she seemed to swell with power in its light. She then flicked her hand towards Evangeline. [color=0000FF]"[i]Solar Flare![/i]"[/color] This time the blast was more powerful than the one that she had used before, and once she had unleashed it the sun returned to its normal position in the sky, and she dropped to a knee, exhausted and injured.

In her wounded and barely-conscious state, Evangeline could not hope to withstand Luna's attack.  When the blazing sphere of sunlight screamed down at her, however, a dark shape dashed in from the side.  A mere second before the Solar Flare would have torched Tough Love's strongest but laziest sorceress, Sanguin, now in human form, jumped in the way.  Coaxing from her muscles all the strength they had left post-transformation, she reinforced her guard, and the Solar Flare detonated against her shield.  Fire blew in every direction, and the bladeless warrior went flying, smacking into the sand a few meters behind her teammate.  Ultimately though, Evangeline suffered no further burns.

A horn went off, signalling the match's end.  Sheldon's shout rang across the arena.  [color=ec008c]"Wow, even in a two-on-one miss Cathris was able to blow her opponents away!  A stunning use of technique and magic by Luna, folks!  Looks like Iron Enigma takes this round, but anyone who says Tough Love didn't give a hundred and ten percent would be a total fool!  Give it up, folks!"[/color]  On cue, the medics rushed in to grab Sanguin, Evangeline, and Mark, their eyes scornful for the Iron Enigma mage who used unsportsmanlike sharp weapons in a duel.


[b]Master Jamie[/b]

Sam eagerly reached for her ice cream when it was offered to her, smiling at the ice cream man, saying happily [color=fff79a]"Thank you, mister!"[/color] Before taking a huge, messy bite out of it, getting chocolate and ice cream all over her mouth, not seeming to care, frowning as Jamie took the ice cream from her, wrapping it in a napkin before being given it back. The ice cream man handed Amelia her ice cream as well. Jamie handing her some napkins as well. [color=f26522]"You didn't ask, I offered"[/color] Jamie said to Jane, frowning slightly [color=f26522]"What dark guild would this be, and when did this happen?" [/color]

[b]Sasha[/b]
[color=6ecff6]"And if we do nothing, people in the city could get her. At least trying we can prevent that"[/color] Sasha said, frustrated.[color=6ecff6] "There's so many powerful wizards here, so many guilds, and yet we are standing around doing nothing, because of these stupid games.[/color]" She said, sighing. [color=6ecff6]"And you know as well as I, that strength isn't just a measure of power."[/color] She followed Lazarus, frowning at his contradiction. [color=6ecff6]"You just said we can't go after him, and yet you are now saying we are?"[/color]

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