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Clariko was somewhat surprised, and a little flattered that a shadow of herself (or half of her other self anyway) was created, but felt it as no larger threat than the shadow teens. After all, the shadow couldn't possibly have the same knowledge to tap into the energy. Only true goddesses of dance would know how to. An imitation would only have the skill. Said skill was still a big problem, however. With all those weapons, the shadow Yuki wmay be slightly hindered, but she has many styles to use her arsenal to its fullest potential.

She didn't know what to do. Her Ixox was in trouble, possibly peril, and this shadow would most likely hold her off for too long. No matter what she thought up, the shadow would probably delay her in some way or another. She was a goddess, goddammit! There had to be something she could do!...Then a memory struck her in response. She is a goddess. She was a deity of grand power. She had to act as one. She took a deep breath, and let it out calmly. From her mouth, music started...

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She danced with swift and powerful moves, crushing the ground beneath her. The rocks and boulders flew into the air as she continued her dance. After a moment, she slid her feet across what was left, strong enough to light her feet on fire. She quickly went down onto the ground. She began to do flares, manipulating the winds to become stronger and create a twister. The fire went into the twister, and became a pillar of intense, dancing flames. The winds picked up the broken boulders and rocks, and flung them to the shadow. Though they missed their target, the burning rocks reformed into elementals to keep it busy.

Clariko quickly made her way to Ixox/Xoxi. She placed her hands over the fusion's ears and held fast as she let out calming, soothing music from her palms to lull her into unconsciousness.

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[center]Meanwhile...[/center]

Yuki felt a change. It was both good and bad, relieving and worrisome. But above all else, it was a chance. She felt Clariko was weakened. Using her power to such a scale so soon after birth, it meant that she was vulnerable. All they needed was to take the chance.

Though weakened, Yuki still had the energy in her to dance. She had the winds carry a whisper to Xoxi.

"[Color=fdc68a]Now's your chance...the fusion of Clarice and my clone is weakened...Strike her, and she may fall unconscious...[/color]"

[center]With Miriam...[/center]

"[color=ed145b]Same can be said to you.[/color]"

Miriam's Rakuyo was at Tlevran's neck. The power emanating from its unsheathed blade was intense as it threatened to bring down the entire cavern in its sleeping state. The star dusted weapon was her most powerful one. To prove her point, she had mist surround them. If he knew anything about her by now, then he'd know that she could strike him down from anywhere in this moment...but she didn't. She chuckled and stepped back. Miriam lifted her weapon up in front of her eyes, looking at it fondly.

"[color=ed145b]The blood of Celestial beings stains this blade. A deity I had killed gave this to me before I ended its life. I don't want to use it in a mere sparring match.[/color]"

Miriam sheathed the blade, and smiled.

"[color=ed145b]With that last move, I lost. It was fun, anyway.[/color]"

When the mist dispersed, they would find themselves in the islands where her Slimilili resided for the festival. They all cheered for the return of their creator.

"[color=ed145b]Now, what is it that you want to talk about?[/color]"