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Clarice continued on her assault. With every miss, more and more frustration built up, which sent her further and further into a blind rage. She wasn't going to be like her original. Claire was stopped, and even held back in order to get her point across to Cia. Clarice wasn't going to say anything. She was going to kill him. She didn't care if she had to kill everyone just to get to him. It just pissed her off so much. And she had no one else to blame but the skeleton and herself for making her angry and becoming sloppy.

[i][Color=fdc68a]Hey, he kinda messed up with that pun.[/color][/i]

If not for the fact that she was in the middle of fighting, Clarice would have stopped right there out of confusion.

[i][Color=fdc68a]Sister, I'm forcing the winds carry my words to you. I'm actually watching the entire thing through the water, actually. It kind of hurts, but I'm fine now.[/color][/i]

Clarice was somewhat glad about that. She wouldn't forgive the Skeleton, but at least Yukiko was okay.

[i][Color=fdc68a]It's time. You should do something about him. In any case, you should calm down. It wouldn't feel right to do it while your angry.[/color][/i]

Clarice shook in anger, but she listened. She began to calm down more and more, until her arms returned to being two large ones, rather than several smaller ones. The goddess form looked at the skeleton with a somewhat venomous glare, but instead of attacking again, she said,

"[color=f7941a]Holy ****. You didn't even get the pun right.[/color]"

She spoke in the tone that Claire had before. The calm, cool tone that made you think she could take things in stride.

"[color=f7941a]So, a request, huh? I don't usually do this for an enemy, but I think I'll make an exception...Have fun.[/color]"

The form began to break down into an uncountable amount of crickets. Clarice made a perfect circle with her finger, and spun it. Music began starting up, and pretty son, the most random song started to play.

[youtube]v=K4m5mr41g4c[/youtube]

Some of the crickets joined together to form small, bomb-throwing humanoids with an adorable smile. They were off to go and "play" with the shadow Skeleton, and they'd chase him no matter what. The rest just began hopping and jumping all over the place, ready to help out their bomb-throwing friends at all times. Until then.

In the meantime, Clarice opened up a portal and went through it, closing it as soon as she was through. It was time.

[center]Meanwile...[/center]

Yuki didn't quite know the reason behind why Claire and Xoxi created the child, so she decided to treat them as such. She didn't know that Alex was made to be a weapon against the clones, so she thought that the child didn't know what death was.

"[Color=fdc68a]They're trying to hurt us, Alex.[/color]" replied Yuki. "[Color=fdc68a]They want to hurt us badly, and it's difficult to fight against them.[/color]"

Yuki began trembling. She wanted to help, but she was still too injured. Her body still shook from the pain that Claire was put through. At the moment, she was as helpful as a stick against a longsword. This feeling of uselessness hurt her. She didn't know what to do for now...

[center]Too bad for Tlevran...[/center]

Miriam was celebrating with her Slimilili. Their festival was still going, this time celebrating her victory. The place pretty much looked like a country-wide party. Trith be told, she was a bit bored. After the high from the fight wore off, the party was simply a resting event to her. She grew a bit restless. Her race played fun games, but she really only played them after her urge to fight wore off. Problem was that her urge was still very much there. She just took a break. She had one more fight in her before she could rest and have some other type of fun. No normal monster would do, either. One does not immediately go back to fighting lesser creatures after fighting someone strong. She needed another challenge.

Suddenly she felt two strong presences. They were off in the distance. One seemed weaker than the other, but it was clear that the two were off to fight. Miriam smiled. She could care less about the clones and their motives. She could care less about who she fought, with the exception of Yuki and Claire. They were strong, and she wanted to kill them. It was that simple.

If Purge of Tlevran paid attention, they'd find a thick mist following them.