[b][u]Jack vs Clown[/u][/b]

As Jack chased after the only Clown left, the real Clown rolled out from under a sofa that had been next to where the flash grenade had gone off. He stood and slightly lifted his mask to rub his eyes, which still stung from the explosion of bright light. "That should keep him busy long enough," he said as he approached a large wardrobe. He pressed a button to reveal it to actually be hiding a secret entrance. The clown walked inside with a grin on his face so large that it almost matched the exaggerated one on his mask. With a press of another button, the secret entrance closed behind him. After a few moments, the door slid open again to reveal the Clown and his clones adorned in heavy ballistic vests and carrying large light machine guns. They stood prepared for Jack's return.

[b][u]Luke and Ciel vs Mordred and Morgan[/u][/b]

Mordred was kneeling on the floor trying to catch his breath, barely keeping himself from falling to the floor after Luke's extremely effective assault. It was with great luck for him that Ciel reacted to Morgan's illusions when she did. Suddenly, several shots flew towards Luke from Ciel's weapon, all of them either missing or harmlessly bouncing off his aura. Still, this was enough of a distraction that Mordred was able to stand back up and regroup with Morgan.

"Have a nice nap?" Morgan teased Mordred. Morgan didn't even blink an eye at Mordred's reply of a threatening glare in her direction. "Don't worry, I'll handle your opponent for you as well."

In Ciel's mind, she saw the Grimm that had previously been Luke, suddenly begin to transform again. Now it had gone from a boarbatusk to a full Ursa Major. Luke's best bet to end the illusions would be to try to avoid Ciel's attacks without trying to hurt his teammate, something that was much easier said than done; then get past, an admitablly weakened, Mordred; before finally having to defeat the source of the illusions, Morgan. He certainly had his work cut out for him.