[center][h2][color=92278f]Bonesword[/color][/h2][i]~Alchemist's Castle~[/i][/center][hr]
The skeleton fell to the ground with a heavy thud, and said two words to Iona while slowly climbing up from the position he was in. [color=92278f][b]"Thank you."[/b][/color] He had his pants wet with whiskey, and his sword was beside him. He smiled as he grabbed his sword and finally stood, ignoring the obvious wetness covering his trousers. Despite his entire existence being unnatural and the fact that he, a demon, was passed judgement by someone as holy as Iona. It gave him a sense of encouragement to continue, despite all odds. The Angelic force was already at the final trial, but with the Machina now freed from their judgement, it would only prove that the group had a tough time ahead of them, but even with that they could -- and would -- prevail over this.

Bonesword watched as Ni-Mu darted towards an elevator, trying to take one before the remainder of the combatants could, and she had succeeded. The current situation was dire, but the odds could be tipped if there was a good roll for the Machina to get a card for. The real question though was if the other Machina would be fine with Bonesword trying to draw another card. Before he drew his scimitar, he spoke to the other Machina. [color=92278f][b]"We may need to call upon another card in order to have a chance with this. I'm gonna try and defend those elevators for us to be able to get into them, you guys can draw the card and ride up."[/b][/color] The skeleton had begun to call for any sort of help from a Bloody Harvest as he dashed towards the elevators, diving his Shroomblade into Balrog's body with blistering speed, and a green light enveloping the blade. Several pumpkins had sprouted up around the room, and Bonesword had been determined to keep Balrog at bay for the other Machina. He wanted them to continue more than himself, so if he had to lose this challenge to get the others into the running for victory, he would.

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