As their combined attack went at the Lola that was trying to kill them failed, Jaakuna cursed himself. [color=ed1c24][b]“That should have been enough!”[/b][/color] Jaakuna annoyingly said.

[color=crimson][b]“We will simply try a different tactic.”[/b][/color] Belias said.

[color=ed1c24][b]“Okay, care to share?”[/b][/color]

[color=crimson][b]“When I say go, you run to your Hume lover.”[/b][/color]

[color=ed1c24][b]“I thought I was the tamer here?”[/b][/color]

[color=crimson][b]“Just do it.”[/b][/color]

[color=ed1c24][b]“Fine.”[/b][/color]

Jaakuna did as Balias said. He would follow whatever he was going to do. It was in the right time because, just as their copy of Lola threw several kunai knives at them. Actually, it was more than just “several”. Based on the amount, they were into the multiple dozen, each coming at them. As Jaakuna looked to Belias, the esper didn’t seem to be worried a bit. [color=ed1c24][b]“Oh sure, don’t look worried at all - it’s just our lives on the line.”[/b][/color] Jaakuna spoke, hands gripping his Vengeful Daggers tightly as he waited for Belias to make his move.

The Gigas stood there still as a boulder. He waited for the hoard of knives to get closer. He closed his eyes while they came at him. Nearly three feet away, and Jaakuna bout to lose his shit, Belias opened them, and his human hands began making odd hand signs, glyphs of fire magic appearing one after the other. All the while his monster hands had his Staff Spear([s]thingy[/s]) spinning so fast that all it seemed like was a blur of bronze metal. Every single one of the knives that were coming at them were being deflected, and sent all over: above, to the side, back at Lola - pretty much everywhere that wasn’t Jaakuna and Belias.

As they kept coming and kept on getting delfected, Belias formed the last hand sign, [url=http://narutosensei.weebly.com/uploads/4/1/3/4/4134782/507299.gif]the ram hand sign[/url]. As he did, his hands shone a deep red and orange hue as a large magickal glyph appeared below and above Lola. [color=crimson][b]“Firaja.”[/b][/color] Belias said, the glyphs glowing deep red, and before Lola would realize it, fire magick would start to come from both above and blow her as it would soon surround her in a cyclone of fire magick.[color=crimson][b] “Now, Jaakuna,”[/b][/color]  Belias said, giving Jaakuna the go ahead to help Emiri. 

As Jaakuna would start to run towards Emiri to try and help her with what seemed like the real Lola, Jaakuna saw something that maybe he wasn’t supposed to see. He saw what could only be described as pure bloodlust. It was like something was taking control of Emiri. It was like, whether it was her or something else at play, that her need for blood and violence was the only thing on her mind. It was like death and murder was what would satisfy her. It was like..

[color=ed1c24][b]“It can’t be, can it?”[/b][/color] Jaakuna was trying to figure out exactly what was going on? The sight of Emiri brutally slicing the next of the other Lola clone was savage, and so unlike her. Obviously Lorenzo was alarmed and his first thought was to yell at Jaakuna what was going on. As if he would know. [color=ed1c24][b]“I-I don’t know.”[/b][/color] Truly, Jaakuna didn’t.

[color=black][I]You know.[/I][/color] A voice said in his head. 

[color=ed1c24][b]“Zodiark!?”[/b][/color] Jaakuna yelled, looking around, his eyes widening, brows lowering, and nostrils flaring. Both angry and fearful of his own sanity, Jaakuna was on edge. But he saw nothing. No sign of that black armor monster. He saw nothing, but he knew he heard Zodiark’s voice. Goddamn him. Why did Jaakuna have to have a connection with that monster? Why did he ever have to give into his power? But, as much as Jaakuna loathed Zodiark, his two words were now resonating with him. [b][i]“You know”,[/i][/b] was what he said. As Jaakuna reheard Lorenzo’s words in his head too, it clicked. He didn’t know, but it did.

[color=ed1c24][b]“Lorenzo, I don’t have time to give you the full story, but for whatever reason I can’t yet explain, my gut. No, my [I]heart[/I] is telling me that, whatever is going on with her sudden change in demeanor, might be linked to Zodiark..”[/b][/color] Jaakuna told Lorenzo. If anyone could recognize the not-so-subtle personality changes of someone under Zodiark’s Influence, it was Jaakuna.
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So, it seemed like the plan was set. Ultima would learn that you don’t mess with the squad’s main nerd and get away with it. If you want to pound on her, then you’ll have to pound on the resident [s]emo[/s] deep one and the crazy bitch. Oh, and the calm, unsavage one. So, just as she was about to find out by the hands of Savayna, Grant, and Wesley that you don’t wreck up their shit, the sight of a sword suddenly piercing through Ultima’s heart stopped that.

[color=lightblue][b]“Uh, what the fuck just happened?”[/b][/color] Savayna asked, unsure of what had happened.

[color=fff79a][b]“I..don’t know.”[/b][/color] Truthfully, Wesley really didn’t.

As Ultima would comment about how someone, but noting that whoever stabbed her was not meant for her. It was then that Wesley knew that Ultima finally realized that Nadeline was destined for her. However, as Ultima would fade into Mist, Wesley’s eyes narrowed trying to see who it was behind her. To his utter shock, he saw who it was. Taking aside the unusually large bust, that blue hair was that someone that Welsey Alexander could never forget. It was the hair of Shion.

Wesley held his ground, his sword pointed at Shion. As she would take a step forward, Wesley unleashed a wave of his Mist at Shion, it taking the form of a pure white and gold wave of light. Still, it did nothing as it bounced off of a shadow that not only protected Shion, but separated the group from Shion and Nadeline. It pushed Savayna and Wesley and Grant back a good distance. Wesley cursed himself for not acting sooner. As soon as he saw that blue hair, he should have rushed, but hesitation was the death of him.

[color=fff79a][b]“NADELINE!”[/b][/color] Wesley called out desperately. As long as he wielded a breath, he would not let any harm come to her. 

Emotions running high, Wesley went charging in to that shadow wall, his sword held high. He leapt up once, and swung his sword down. As it made contact, the metal blade of Wesley’s sword was at a stalemate. It was like his sword was a dull blade and the wall was made of that of brick. No matter how much magick he put behind it - and that was a lot - Wesley wasn’t budging. Even Savayna was trying from what Wesley could see. She wasn’t having any luck.

Wesley and Savayna heard the things that Shion was telling Nadeline. Though not a lot based on how soon the wall would come down, revealing that Nadeline wasn’t harmed. Wesley was relieved, but Shion apparently wasn’t done. It seemed that Emiri and Jaakuna were at stigma.

[color=lightblue][b]“What? Oh for fuck’s sake! You mean Jackson left us stranded here!”[/b][/color] Savayna, obviously missing the bigger picture of what Shion said.

[color=fff79a][b]“Stigma was attacked?”[/b][/color] Wesley asked rhetorically, echoing what Shion said. To make matters worse, The Midnight Shard. [color=fff79a][b]“Wait - wait, the Midnight Shard!?”[/b][/color] Wesley almost collapsed. “[color=fff79a][b]But it…no that’s not possible!”[/b][/color] Wesley was about to have a breakdown. [color=fff79a][b]“It was lost in Nabudis. It was lost in that cursed city. Y-y-you must have..”[/b][/color] Wesley, not hearing anything about what Shion, nor Grant were talking about.

[color=lightblue][b]“Uh, Wes, don’t lose your shit now..”[/b][/color] Savayna was, again just like before, urging him to get whelmed.

As Shion furthered along with her words, Wesley didn’t hear them. So lost in what was going through his head, he didn’t hear anything. It wasn’t until that she spoke about using the power of Ultima for her own benefits that Wesley tuned in, and saw tha tNadeline was healed. It was then that Shion revealed that she copied her magick. Wesley then gripped the hilt of his Yagyu Darkblade as tight as he could, both hands gripping it. 

[color=a36209][I]Wesley, calm yourself. If you act in your state, you will not--[/I][/color]

Before Hashmaal could offer up his advice, Wesley leapt forth against Shion. When a bolt of lighting came down from the heavens, threatening to decimate anyone in its path, Wesley held up his sword as he was in the air. [color=fff79a][b]“By the far reaches of the gods, my body is a temple for their light; for I am the only one whose will can carry their wishes.”[/b][/color] Wesley’s sword, became engulfed in his magick, white brilliantly contrasting on the pure black sword. It became overloaded to the point where the white over took the black, and Wesley’s sword was like yin and yang itself. [color=fff79a][b]“Heaven’s Plane!”[/b][/color] he called out, swinging his sword  upward vertically, an arc of pure white magick being shot forth to the bolt of lighting. It was so strong that this bolt of lightning was overtaken, and  sent back to the heavens along with Wesley’s attack.

As Savayna let out a low whistle, she was impressed by Wesley’s display of power. [color=lightblue][b]“Nicely done, We--”[/b][/color] Before she could finish, she saw Wesley charge at Shion head-on. 

[color=fff79a][b]“You went there, didn’t you? You got the Midnight Shard, and you are responsible for bringing the destruction it will cause?”[/b][/color] Wesley had snapped. His words, though probably true, were coming from a place of great anger, great sadness. [color=fff79a][b]“And now you come and steal what is rightfully Nadeline's!?”[/b][/color] Wesley said, his sword raised, still white from his previous attack. [color=fff79a][b]“I will not allow this! I will not allow you or your group to cause this world any more destruction!”[/b][/color] Wesley raged, his sword slashing downward at Shion, a small arc of pure, white magick like his previous attack coming at Shion at close range.