[h3]Vega Ashworth | Festival[/h3]

[color=slategray]"So basically you wanted to get in my way"[/color], was his summary after listening to this guy for a moment. Whether or not Odinn had good intentions, he didn't care. He just wanted to let loose, in fact the idea of being forced away probably made him even angrier. He slammed his forehead into Odinn's, knowing roughly where it was, since he was holding him by the collar while wrapped in chains, before throwing him to the ground sliding away.

[color=slategray]"I appreciate you wanting to 'help', but you're better off just sitting tight. I don't really care for you right now so just stay out of my way. I just wanna have a little bit of fun, that's all"[/color], as his vision began to return, Ria was nowhere to be seen... It looks like this Odinn was responsible for that. The black armor around him dispersed as his vision returned too. He turned his gaze to Ky, while stomping him a few times he spoke,

[color=slategray]"Auugh I hate using that for longer than a few seconds, because it makes me feel slow and sluggish. But if YOU want to step up then go ahead!"[/color], as he finished talking he kicked Ky back away. For many high level mages, this wasn't an ideal amount of space for fighting, because normally they were more destructive on a larger scale, but Vega's was not like that, it focused on defeating mages after all. This was ample room for him to fight without damaging anything, provided the right person fights. He knew exactly the situation he was in, pretty much outnumbered, but he didn't care, he just wanted to let off some steam.