Poised and ready to fight, the blue-haired maiden would echo what Jaakuna saying about wanting to know who she would be killing, though Jaakuna slightly laughed at that comment. He didn’t think that she would actually be able to kill him, but she did seem pretty sure of herself. She would then take out her blue rose from her hair . Jaakuna took notice to the flower glowing rather brightly. He would then hear her say that Jaakuna was a fool or desperate to accept Zodiark into his heart. He would smirk slightly. She wasn’t wrong. He was indeed desperate to even consider Zodiark into him. When she crushed the rose in her hand, a shadow would appear beneath her and trading her heels for some kind flat-like shoes. Jaakuna paid no mind to that, but he did eye her intently, watching everything that she did and also watching the shadow wrap around her right arm. She would blow the petals towards Jaakuna and they would pick up speed, dancing around them. Jaakuna sniffed three times and the smell was very comforting. He always enjoyed the smell of roses. As he watched her extend her arms and with one hand reaching into the darkness and pull out what looked like a katana. The darkness was gone, but petals were still up and about flying around them. As Jaakuna would smile, the blue-haired beauty would inform that Jaakuna would die before the last petal dropped and reveal herself as Shion and that she came from Nabradia. He saw that she would grab one petal, and turn it to dust and she went forth with her attack as she leaned in slightly and came at Jaakuna with such fast speeds, it was like a blue blur. The next thing that Jaakna knew was that she was in front of him, sword raised and coming down. Jaakuna brought his two swords up, crossed like an X, laced with with his fire magick as if on pure instinct alone, and blocked her attack. Though, Jaakuna felt the ground below him starting to crack under the pressure. Jaakuna would try to hold his position for as long as he could. He felt his magick giving away, so Jaakuna dug into some of Zodiark’s power and his swords soon replaced the red and white from his own power to the pure blackness of Zodiark’s Influence. As Zodiark’s Influence seemed to balance the scales, Jaakuna began to push her sword back as his body soon began to show a flickering black aura. The more he was lifting his swords up, the less the flickering happened and the more it would solidify. After a full minute of pushing her sword away, he completely did it, but in the process, Jaakuna’s body was now fully surrounded by a very evil-feeling aura. He was able to push her a few feet away and Jaakuna smiled. [b]“You’re right, I was desperate when I gave into Zodiark. I admit that, for a while, I was hating it, but at the moment, I couldn’t care less. It’s going to help me defeat you and that’s all I care about, Shion of Nabradia.”[/b] Jaakuna said as he would embrace the influence from Zodiark. A single vertical slash from both of swords would release an eerie and evil wave of pure darkness to Shion. ----- Wesley smiled and chuckled when Grant would make a note that he wished he had his gun. Though, he would take out his hand bomb and toss up an oil bomb that would ignite as soon as it hit Michel’s fire attack, causing a stalemate between the two attacks. That left Wesley with an opening and he would take off in a fast dash to Michel. From the distraction that Grant provided and the moment that Michel took his eyes off of Wesley, he didn’t see the prince come at him from the side. Wesley had his Sword of Order to his side and as he swung it upwards, Michel looked at it and he would lean backwards, but that didn’t stop Wesley. The Dalmascan prince would swing downward, upwards, diagonally. He just kept doing it in reptition hoping one would get Michel. After about five rounds of doing all of that, Michel was finally hit along his right arm. The sword had slashed the right inner-forearm of Michel and with a scream of pain, Michel spun around, using his free arm and a shifting of auras into the violet one, to repel Wesley away. However, the salt and pepper-haired man saw it coming and used his earth magick to block the repelling force from Michel and kept him in the spot he was in. After the raised earth disappeared, Wesley used his free hand to summon Holaga, which sent a wave of white magickal energy to Michel, sending him flying three paces behind where he was previously. Now Michel was on the defensive. As Michel got up, he knew that he was in pretty bad shape. His right forearm was cut, he had bad burns on his chest from the holaga and he didn’t know how much juice he had left. It definitely was getting to a point where Michel probably was going to have to use drastic measures. Though, for now Michel would shift his aura into green, which was the healing one. It was within a minute, his wounds started to heal and he stood up, looking to Wesley and Grant. [b]“Not bad, Wesley of Dalmasca.”[/b] He said as he used his Green Aura’s elemental connection and manipulated the air and he took flight. He would then extend both arms, winds gathering around them. He would then bend them as far back as they could and extend them in a fast motion and two individual tornados shot forth, swirling and combining into one moderately-huge tornado at both Wesley and Grant. In his instinct, Wesley manipulated the earth and brought up three large walls of earth, with the closest one being five paces away, but the tornado would smash through the one furthest from Wesley and Grant. If they didn’t do something fast. ----- It was too late. Savayna couldn’t stop her spell as she saw that Nadeline had been whipped by Meli. Even when the blonde princess would use Shell, it was too late. Savayna’s spell broke it and Nadeline was hit by the Waterga spell and Savayna heard Nadeline shriek out from the pain. It would also seem that Meli would capitalize on it as she would then go to impale Nadeline through the chest. Savayna, not wanting that to happen, extended her free arm once more, but this time it was not for a spell. A glyph glowed on her forearm, and in the seconds that followed, a trident would block Meli’s sword, and send Meli back a good five feet Savayna would touch ground and she would use Curaga over Nadeline’s burnt flesh. It would progressively heal it and it took a few minutes to do so.. Meanwhile, she would look over to Meli, who no doubt was surprised. [b]“I would like for you to meet my esper, Mataeus, The Corrupt.”[/b] Savayna said as Mataeus held up his trident, ready for round two. Meanwhile, Savayna would turn back to Nadeline whose injury was at least base healed. Savayna stood up, a hand out. [b]“Can you stand?”[/b] She asked Nadeline.