[h1]Ira[/h1]

As the lava fell towards the plateau, the devastated went up in a blinding glow of blue light as all of the traps Ira had set up before were activated at once, sending a large amount of pressurized water into the air. Ira would appear in the direct center of the plateau, directing the large amount of liquid so that it would fuse together into a single, torrential stream, as well as adding an intense spin to both increase the force of the attack and divert the lava that came into contact with the attack. The two attacks met in a burst of steam, globs of lava being flung all over the area around the plateau, causing a great amount of destruction. By the time both attacks had finished, the plateau was mostly unchanged, with the occasional glob of lava here and there, but the brunt of the attack had hit the surrounding area. 

"Armor of the Sea Devil."

Ira would waste no time taking advantage of the mild amount of steam cover the clash had created, drawing forth his power to cloak himself first in a whirling layer of highly pressurized water. He'd then infusing it with pure crimson energy, giving the water an intense red glow to it. The armor would turn his hands into razor sharp claws, but the true danger was their ability to erode away anything they come into contact with over time. Each strike from one of these claws would infect the foes armor with the rage curse, causing it to slow weakened and fade away as the magic slowly ate away at it until their was nothing left. 

As soon as the preparations where done, Ira would bound into the air to crash into Ajax before he landed. He'd unleash a savage barrage of attacks with his claws, moving in an unpredictable fashion with the ferocity of a feral beast. Then, in the middle of the onslaught, he'd suddenly change tactics. A bright light would suddenly flash in his hand, quickly forming into his Blade of Ages, which he would swing with surprising speed as he struck. While this was more of a blunt force instrument than an actual blade, it more than made up for it with the amount of force one could put into each strike, which was a rather hefty amount due to Ira's demonic strength. Not only that, but Ajax would find the stone that made up the blade was extremely resistant to even his lava attacks, as Ira would use it to block any of Lava Dragon Slayer's attacks as the engaged in a close quarter's brawl. 

[h1]Revan[/h1]

Revan mere shook his head as Hana told the boy to have milk of all things, and that the boy was completely fine with it. To Revan, refusing a drink for such a pitiful reason as 'being a minor' was truly pathetic. As he got up from the boy with a click of his teeth in disapproval, he'd find that Matsuki had taken it upon himself to dress him in a type of skirt made from leaves. Such a garment was flimsy and would likely come off in the revelry to come, but it was about as clothed as Revan felt like being at the moment. 

"Fine by me, and let's hurry up and make merry, why don't we?" Revan then formed a particularly devilish grin as he walked up to the Viper Mage, an utterly malicious chuckle escaping from his throat. "And don't forget that you're treating, Matsuki, and it takes a awful lot of drink to make me roaring drunk. Hope your wallet can keep up." Rean would continue chuckling all the way to the bar, were everyone would see that one think he was never lazy about was drinking. He didn't bother with mugs, he drank straight froom the barrel, and would chose the most expensive of their beers as well to drink from. Needless to say, Matsuki's wallet would take a significant hit from this venture, and all of it only gave the half-demon a medium buzz, as he had built up quite the toleerance over the centuries he'd been alive. Anyone who had decided to challenge him to a drinking contest, would very much find themselves drunk under the table, as their wasn't a man alive who could out drink Revan once he'd gotten going.
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