[I]Oh boy, she’s really mad now.[/I] 

Jaakuna knew that she would be especially on what he said and how he said it. From the ways her arms flailed up into the air out of anger or just the way her nostrils were flaring up, Jaakuna got every ounce of angriness that was within her. From when she pretty much yelled at Jaakuna for being so stupid(she didn’t really say that, but it was heavily implied). Jaakuna wouldn’t even speak between her brief pauses(not for a lack of trying), but each time he would start, she would continue, so he would wait until she was done before he did.

When Emiri finished, Jaakuna rubbed his temples very firmly as he looked at her as she was up close to him, so he had no choice. [b]“It’s not like I can just call upon the bastard and tell him to take his powers out of me, believe me I’ve tried.”[/b] Jaakuna said trying to explain it to Emiri. [b]“Still, it’s not like the last time. And no, I’m not just saying that so you’ll be satisfied. I feel different.” [/b]He said, [b]“Last time, I felt my body and mood getting empty and aggressive, but this time around, I don’t feel any of that. I have no desire to kill for no reason, which was how I felt last time.” [/b]He continued, arms moving around as if to add to his point. [b]“I really don’t know what the bastard has planned for me, but it doesn’t seem like his power is posing any real threat to me.” [/b]

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As the rose in her hair would glow, Francis would see Shion lightly pat it. She would then mumble something about a girl and her not being there. Francis arched a brow as he would then hear her speak to herself again, but this time about where aforementioned girl could be. Francis was curious as what girl she was talking about. He sort of leaned forward, below her head, eyes at her, and head cocked. It was a weird position for him to be in. He still looked to her as she was definitely in her own zone. “So, what girl are you mumbling about?” He asked her.

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While Michel and the other two guys were fighting, the ladies would take lead as Meli would launch her shadow tendrils at Nadeline. The Rozarrian Princess, as Savayna saw it, would block it with a surprising spell. Savayna definitely was surprised when she saw a black magic spell instead of a white magic one. The spell that came from Nadeline’s staff was Thundaga and it ripped through the tendrils like it was a butter knife on butter. That’s when Nadeline would cast Faith for herself to enhance her magical prowess and Bravery to Savayna so her physical own was upped some. Savayna smiled and gave a nod to Nadeline.

When she turned to Meli, Savayna laughed slightly. [b]“Time for you to chill out!”[/b] Savayna said as her free arm extended forward, light blue magickal energy glowing around it and pressing forward. A white glyph would appear in front and then a wave of icy-wind would be shot forth at Meli.

As the winds were shot forth to Meli, Michel looked over and smiled arrogantly at Wesley and Grant. He would taunt them to follow him as he would gently glide backwards. Wesley knew what he was doing, but he followed anyway. His Sword of Order was still glowing as it must have been a normal thing. However, Wesley wasn’t going to let Michel be the leading factor in whatever he was planning. Wesley’s right arm glowed with the same shade of his sword and the magickal energy flowed through his free one and went into the ground. The magic would cause the ground to shake, and the part below Michel would pop up like the other end of a seesaw. Michel noticed it, and was not only pressed upward into the air, but he was also sent flying about twenty feet away from everyone else. 

[b]“Grant, now’s your chance!”[/b] Wesley said, pointing to the now airborne-flipping Michel.