Wesley and Jaakuna both felt the power of their blades increasing as Nadeline had graced both of them with Bravery. Ixion would smirk as he would smirk as he saw a bright light emanating from her blade and shooting up to him. With a hand outward, Ixion shot out several bolts of gold lightning that would interlock with each other, combine, and make a shield of lightning. The Holy spell would deflect off of it, and head back right for Nadeline. Wesley, knowing that the light was coming for Nadeline, he put his shield up, and it deflected the light and shot it up into the ceiling, shooting a hole through it, and dirk crumbling from that very hole to the ground. As Jaakuna, Wesley, and Nadeline stood facing Ixion, the latter person would raise his blade as high as he could as he held it with both hands. Thunder and Lightning Magick began to overtake his sword as it began to glow white and gold and yellow. Soon enough the blade itself became a crackling entity of Thundaja. Each swing would produce that very spell. Ixion held the sword downward and when it would touch the ground, instantly that very spot became nothing. Ixion would then smile and look to Wesley and Jaakuna. He would use his speed to rush to them and the two would defend. Jaakuna took his blood sword, and as he would embrace the mist, his magickal power would increase. Using the Fire brand of magick, Jaakuna was able to surround his sword in red hot flames and as the attack from Ixion would come, he would raise his sword up for defending. As for Wesley, his sword would pulse with mist, slowing oozing out the greenness that it has. By embracing his form of Magick, the blade became overwhelmed with the spell of Holy. By being able to even surround his shield with it, Wesley now had holy around his sword and shield, ready for whatever was to come. Ixion came, swinging his sword as hard and fast as he could in a vertical motion, massive amounts of thunder magick was released, covering the area with cracking lightning. The force of it was so vast that not even Jaakuna and Weskey could fend off as they would try their best by swinging their own swords of holy and firaga. The Thundaja took it over and pretty much wiped them out(not really though). It would get to the point that Nadeline would also be laid out. It would be revealed, that after the cracking had stopped, the trio were knocked out and Ixion was face-to-face to the Gran Kiltias. He would put away his sword. [b]“Now we can talk old man.” [/b]Ixion said smiling ----- Levi was indeed happy that Grant decided to take a leap of faith in trusting her; or at least agreeing to help her. It was not like there wasn’t something in it for him. He would be guaranteed the throne of his homeland and he would only have to grant Levi a favor at any given moment in the future that she wishes it to be. Sure, to anybody else that would seem like a trap just waiting to spring itself on oneself, but Grant seemed to not care at the moment, as he said, one only lives once. She thought that was a good thing to say, even now as they would shake hands. “I look forward to our parnership, Prince Grant Marshall Roselia of Rozarria.” She said smiling. She would take her hand away. [b]“In twenty-four hours, you will be free and cleared of all charges. After all, I AM the judge for your trial.” [/b]She said so nonchalantly. ----- The moments that had occurred were all so short, but it felt like an eternity. Savayna remembers getting hit with such a powerful blow from Hamut that her armor nearly broke, and she could feel her life dwindling right from beneath her. She didn’t know what to feel. The amount of poison within her body was too much. Even still, she heard every word that Hamut said to Emiri. She didn’t understand why he was doing that or saying all of those things. She wanted to get up, but the amount of pain was too great and she couldn’t move in fear that the poison would spread even faster than it already had been doing. When she thought that her life was going to be over, Savayna heard whispers. Or at least, they sounded like whispers. It was Emiri yelling off of the top of her lungs. The words echoed through her ears and Savayna felt her condition getting better. As each second passed on by, she could feel the poison in her body going away. She didn’t understand until her eyes would open and she saw Emiri and then it made sense. The girl was using some kind of special ability to repair damages. It could have been some cure or esuna spell, but Savayna knew the feeling of those two spells. The one that Emiri was using was not that. Regardless, within a few minutes, Savayna’s strength was coming back to her. She would slowly sit up as Emiri would ask her if she could hear her. [b]“I heard you the first time, Miss Prissy.”[/b] She said rocking her head side to side and as she tried to move, she still felt some pain in her abdomens. As she would look down, her armor around the abs was completely gone, even the dress part underneath it. She saw her bare skin. [b]“Damn that Hamut! I knew this would be a bad idea.” [/b]She said as she struggled to get up. [b]“Damn, and what was all that shit about him not being our enemy? My ass he isn’t. He sure didn’t hesitate to nearly kill me.”[/b] She said clearly pissed at Hamut.