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As Ira's sword came hurtling down at Syphax, he swapped his dagger to his right hand and parried the blow away, ripping his greatsword out of the ground with the time he had managed to give himself.  The knife was shoved into its scabbard and two hands closed around Featherweight's grip just in time to force away the next blow.  He was starting to see a pattern in the Demonic Queens movements, she was trying to push herself to move fast enough to lock him in one stance, and that was something he wasn't too keen on letting her do.  As a result, he side-stepped and created distance with each swing of her sword, not allowing himself to be pinned down.  Soon enough, the black flames that now thrived on the arm of the single most resented person in the Nexus ran down the length of Ira's weapon, forcing the Harpy to his limits for reaction time.

Just as he was about to lock crossguards with the Queen, a pair of chains found themselves wrapped around her and yanked her off into the boot of a particularly powerful Valkyrie.  [color=a36209]"Well this [b]was[/b] a good fight..."[/color]  Without a target at this point, the Knight of the Southern Winds elected to jump into the air as the island continued crumbling, slowly circling the two combatants and waiting for a chance to strike like the bird of prey he was.  This was his fight, and he would be the one to end it.

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With the original target forced into cover, Marquis decided now was a good time to swap targets.  As he turned to relocate, he caught a glimpse of a number of demonic forces moving in on his position.  As silent as one would expect of a mechanized sniper, he stealthed through the brush on the edge of his island, all while looking for a place to take one last shot before fighting his way out.

A solid minute later, he found the chance as he picked out Bonesword riding atop a massive vine-like creature.  Not far from him was a pair of demons, one of which he knew well from Alt Signia, an owner of Silver Eyes.  Staying as quiet as he could for the moment, he crouched down at the very edge of his platform before raising Bindlebane and looking through its sights.  He had a chance to even the playing field for the skeleton few in the Machina trusted, and he would be damned if he let that silvery snake slip away once again.  Processors overclocked as he lined up the shot, accounted for the wind speed of the altitude, and he paused for a moment.  With one hand, he opened up the chamber to his rifle and removed the standard bullet that was housed within.  With a movement equally as deft, a large cartridge marked with a red X was slotted into the gun with a mechanical click.  His time was limited now, but that wasn't an issue.  The shot was already lined up, all that was left to do with pull the trigger.

And that's what he did.  While he gave away his position to Ghelgath's forces, Henry's luck would be tested by the piece of silver flying for the base of his skull at supersonic speeds.  In short, it would take either a miracle or severe coincidence for that shot to not hit home.  Meanwhile, the sniper rose from the bush as Bindlebane shortened to a revolver in his hand.  A fresh bullet was loaded into the cylinder as the icy forces were made totally aware of where the sniper was.  [color=6ecff6]"Very well.  You wished for a fight, then it's a lopsided one you shall receive."[/color]

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