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There were many things Clarice felt this day. Smugness. Joy. Glee. Anger. Plenty of rage. But right now, she was feeling shock and worry. Yes, her counterpart was nowhere to be seen, but her sister was on the ground. Clarice went to her. Yukiko was crying. She had failed to keep Claire. Their hope...their dream...To Yukiko, it was all taken away. The beam may have smashed her into the ground, but it was when the skeleton took Claire away that did the most damage.

For a moment, Clarice just let Yukiko cry and sob and smother herself against her body. If Clarice was going easy on the skeleton before, she wasn't going to now. She embraced Yukiko, who responded in kind. Yukiko was still crying, but she was doing her best to calm down. They had been humiliated enough. It was time.

Yukiko stepped away from her half-sister, and reached her hand out, inviting Clarice to dance. Clarice smiled gently, and took Yukiko's hand. At the same time, she began to play music for them to dance to. It was short bit, but it was still beautiful in its own way.

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 Contrary to what the beat may have people think, the two danced fluidly. They were graceful. they were calm. They were happy. The dance was wonderful. When they the music stopped, so did they. Their bodies shined brighter than the sun, and in a moment, their forms fused together into one.

[center]Time for a test drive...[/center]

Music played throughout the realms. A small, strong piece.

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Accompanying it, was laughter. Simultaneously, Ixox was surrounded by some sort of energy. It looked like the twilit energy that Claire usually made when combining darkness and light, but it seemed like it was...more. Not just darkness and light. The power of the elements could be felt as well...along with some other unknown energy. Before the song was even half-way done, the energy disappeared, along with Ixox.

Yuki began breathing heavily. Not because of some sort of pain, but because of some sort of pressure. It made her feel uneasy, as if something about her own body was off. It was as if she wasn't completely there...

[center]With the Goddess of Blood[/center]

Miriam stepped out of the mist, allowing it to return to its whitish-grey color. At the moment, she took the form she once had among the mortals. The form of a little girl. On her face was an expression of happiness. Three strong foes in one day? How joyous! She barely knew how to celebrate it! Should she have her Slimililis craft a giant monument? Perhaps she should dance for joy?...Nah. Despite all the ideas, there was really only one thing that fit perfectly for the occasion. A large, bloody, violent fight. She knew they expected that from her. She could smell their knowledge in the air. They'd fight. She'd bleed them dry. They'd fight back, she'd enjoy it all even more.

Miriam reached her arm out, and let the mist surround her once more. She didn't care to waste anymore time! She'd see blood spill once more! She dashed out faster than a hyperactive roadrunner, a long mace in her hand, and a large circular blade on her back. She swung it at them with enough force to cause a small earthquake, just to see what they were capable of, but still letting out her excitement. It's time to play the game!