[color=C6DEFF][center][h1]Lila Moriarty[/h1][/center][/color]
[center][h2]&[/h2][/center]
[color=Silver][center][h1]Virais[/h1][/center][/color]

[hr][sub][@Deos Morran][/sub][hr]
Lila's last attack sliced not only Riryoku, but her 'Eclipse' ability as well. Inside the Eclipse, amongst the pitch black darkness, where no light escaped, only a silvery streak lit the area for a brief moment, cutting the darkness itself, the light from battlefield mixed with a vivid, crimson red blood coming from Riryoku, came from the horizontal cut made by Lila's scythe. The cut in the eclipse bubble slowly got bigger, until the bubble was no more. 

It was almost ironic... Her, a creature born from the darkness, using a scythe given to her by Seraphim to banish her own kind, to cut the very thing that makes her a Nayu, the darkness...
The second she cut Riryokuk, she knew something was different. She smelled blood in the air. Not the weird, ooze that seeped from Riryoku's wounds, but real, fresh blood. Giving in to her instincts, she immediately dashed towards Riryoku's body, but when she tried to grab it, her hand met only blood and ash.

Both her hand and her scythe were dripping with his blood. She trembled in ecstasy for a moment, licking the fresh blood off her clawed gauntlets and the blade of her scythe, enjoying every single drop of it. But it wasn't enough... Most of the blood fell on the ground, mixing with the foul ooze.

Deep down inside, Lila knew that the ooze was connected with the one they called 'Lord', and if she drank too much from it, he could even be able to control her just like he did with the other cultists... She knew that, but even still, she was kneeling down, in front of that pool of black ooze mixed with blood. She had tasted that ooze before, she knew it had a horrible taste and smell, but she could still smell a faint scent of blood coming from that pool.
Lila slowly extended her hand, almost touching the pool, but grabbing her hand with the other, fighting against her own instincts.

The same girl who was fighting with an incredible ferocity and bloodlust a few moments before, was now kneeling down on the ground, hugging her scythe with both arms, in an defenseless posture. She was fighting against her own bloodlust, against the beast inside her.
When Lila drinks the blood of her prey, there is no turning back. The adrenaline, the joy from the hunt mixed with the ecstasy, taste and scent of the blood were intoxicating. Since Lila was raised by the Aion,  surrounded by Sol and Seraphim, which treated hematophagy in the highest contempt, she never had someone to teach her how to control her own instincts... 

Virais was dashing about the field of battle, lunging and blasting away with rather small, but accurate firebolts at anybody who got too close to the big, magic, darkness bubble thingy. Really in his mind it was weird to just join and fight a cause that you new nothing about, but it was what oen soemtimes had to do in the search of answers. Not to mention that answers were incredibly hard to get from a destroyed city and populous.

Leaping from the most recently slain cultist that who's neck he had torn clean from his body with sharp, and vicious teeth, he extended his wings to glide off towards his next foe who was unfortunate enough to get a pair of twin firebolts to sail at him. From there their numbers seemed to be thinning to the point that he could have a moment to look around and gather an idea of what is happening. It was in that moment that he saw the giant dark bubble of shadow fade away and the strange looking girl fall to her knees in seeming pain.

Glancing around with his long neck he saw that things were relatively clear given that they were in the middle of a battlefield. Now his next biggest concern was the wounded girl. Keeping low to the ground he started leaping and running over bodies, burms, and stray arrows that threatened to perforate his hide. One of which got quiet close and made him give out an involuntary, [color=silver]"Mwrup!"[/color] as well as a dive behind a dead body to avoid any follow up shots. Though after a brief moment of the coast being clear he returned to his beeline for the girl.

When the gap was finally closed he ran up to her, joining her in the pool of black and red but paying only attention to her, letting out several concerned, [color=silver]"Chirrup! Chirrup! Mrrwa!"[/color] Noises as his head coiled and snaked trying to see what was wrong, before diveing under her arm in an effort to try and break that death grip she had on her weapon. Though as his nose tried to burrow into the crook of her elbow he was letting out softer, more gentle noises in an effort to try and snap her out of whatever trance she was in.

As the small dragon approached her, he could see her fangs and hands, dripping with fresh blood. Her face wasn't that of a young girl, but the face of a predator.

[color=C6DEFF]"Blood... Hunger..."[/color] she mumbled, before he approached her.

The sudden approach of a small dragon caught Lila off guard, making her turn her head sharply at the small creature, but before she could react, she understood by the noises the dragon made that he was friendly, and meant no harm.

Its sudden display of affection really surprised Lila, since it was rare to someone to care about her. 
[color=C6DEFF][i]"Blood, fresh blood..."[/i][/color] the voice of her hunger invaded her thoughts, clawing on the back of her mind, as she looked at the small dragon again, licking the blood off her lips and fangs.

For a brief moment, she kept gazing at it with predatory eyes, loosing the grip she has on her scythe, and extending her clawed gauntlets towards the little dragon, the sharp fingernails reflecting the lights from the battlefield. 
[color=C6DEFF][i]I won't let it control me...[/i][/color] she interrupted herself, sinking her fangs into her lips. The sharp wave of pain made her regain her composure.
Looking at the small dragon again, she slowly extended her hand, touching it lightly. She was rather unsure on how to react to that display of affection.

[color=C6DEFF]"I-I'm sorry... I'm not... exactly myself at the moment..."[/color] she said, stopping her hand just before touching it, and breathing deeply.

[color=C6DEFF]"You don't know what I am, do you? To approach a beast with such kind eyes..."[/color] Lila said, looking to the small dragon.

[color=C6DEFF]"I don't wan't to hurt you..."[/color] she said, looking away.
[color=C6DEFF]"I am nothing but a weapon, a hunting beast. I was not made to love or be loved."[/color]

Virais heard and understood most of her words and even through her strange emotional rollarcoaster and the subsiquent predatorial gazes that she gave him he pressed on, nuzzling at her arm to try and tuck his neck under her held tight arms so that he could make her give him a hug.

Though as she started to soften and lighten up, using real people words with a much less threatening and mean voice he only picked up his actions, nuzzling instead at her arms at her exposed face. Using his small and a bit rough snout to and cheek to smeer the blood on her face all over his own and vice versa given how he still had quiet a bit of blood on his own fangs from his last kill.

The final straw was when she started talking nonsense about not deserving love, that is unacceptable and in response he let out a rather loud and high pitched series of, [color=silver]"Mrawa! Mrrwa! Chrrua! Murrp!"[/color] right into her face, clearly bothered by her self hate as he then returned to his relentless nuzzling.

Lila couldn't help but giggle kindly at the small dragon. He didn't seem to care about who or what she was. And somehow, he seemed rather bothered by what she had said before.
[color=C6DEFF]"I see... So you are no stranger to blood"[/color] she said, letting him get through her arms.

[color=C6DEFF]"You are the first one that really cared about me..."[/color] she said, gently caressing the dragon.

Something about how the small dragon was acting towards her made her heart a little softer... Maybe it was its kindness, or innocence... Years and years of being treated as a tool made her heart grow harder, her feelings duller, even making her forget that she was still a young girl. But for a brief moment, she forgot about that. About her training, about her orders as the emotions long forgotten gradually showed themselves.

She tightly hugged the small dragon, without saying a word. Although it wasn't able to see it, she was smiling...

Virais accepted her hug as her arms relent, letting him press his nosy snout up to her chest and up her body towards her shin, wiggling away to show that she was ok and things were gonna be ok. He couldn't see into her heart to find how cold it was and what was happening to it, but he felt better knowing that she didn't look like a crazy killer anymore. Which was always good.

As the fight continued around though he nosed his way up to her face where to nuzzled her cheek again. Rubbing his rough nose against her perhaps a bit obnoxiously before he started to pull away from her. HIs mission was done and he found that she wasn't physically hurt and now she was mentally ok.

That in turn meant they could return their attention to the raging war around them before anybody got some murderous ideas and decided to come and kill the defenseless duo. Still facing the girl he wagged his tail and let out a confident, [color=silver]"Marraw!"[/color] before turning to the fields of war with a snarl and his teeth barred.

[color=C6DEFF]"Yes... The blood still flows, and the battlefield calls us."[/color] Lila said, shaking her head as she slowly regained her composure.

[color=C6DEFF]"Thanks. Thanks for worrying about me. My emotions ran wild for a second there... I'm sorry."[/color] she said, smiling to the dragon as it wagged its tail, turning to the battlefield.

[color=C6DEFF]"If the situation was other... It would be easier... feeding, i mean... But i cannot drink this black, foul and corrupted blood...  There is something in it... Something wicked..."[/color] she said, looking to the black ooze with a disgusted face.

Virais gave out a resounding, [color=silver]"Chirp!"[/color] as she spoke of being herself again and of course against that disgusting blood. Though now was the time for action and not a moment too late as a few cultists strayed into the fray with the new pair of friends. He was quick to act, bolting over to oen with his claws held out, raking and digging into his flesh as he bowled the cultist into the ground to chomp at.

Before long his first kill in this skimish was made and he looked around for another, selecting one out of a group that was heading for Lila and taking a swift intake of breath before letting fly a fire bolt to strike him in the face.


Lila was surprised when she saw the small and cute dragon breathing fire on its enemies. She smiled quietly. That little dragon was very similar to her. A cute and innofensive body, hiding a monster underneath. 

[color=C6DEFF]"I see... You're the same as me then, right?"[/color] she asked, looking to the dragon, surprised.

Taking her scythe and grabbing it with two hands, she simply walked forward, with an elegant and calm posture, extremely different from the feral and aggressive posture from before.

A pair of two cultists ran towards her, in their suicidal attempt to kill their target, without even an ounce of self preservation. Lila simply looked at them and continued walking to their direction.
The cultists jumped on Lila as they got nearby her. Their swords pointing directly at her. But before their feet could even hit the ground, a silver streak cut the night as Lila swung her scythe in a clean arc in front of her, cutting the cultists in half.

Virais continued on his path, running and leaping around Lila in support of her much more skilled efforts. He could fight, sure, but he was no where near as vicious and graceful of a fighter as her. Instead he kept up his flames and firebolts, shooting and blasting away around her until the hordes of mad cultists were thinned.

Every so often he'd look to his new friend and let out a confident [color=silver]"CHIRP! MRRAW!"[/color] Which was his way of saying, 'good job!' and 'keep it up!' But as the fight carried on and he looked around to see the state of the battlefield it honestly looked liek they were winning now and before long the number of enemies was thinning to laughable levels. They had this one in the bag!

RUnning back over to Lila he braved the killing field she set up around herself in order to wag his tail feircely and let out a playful [color=silver]"Mrrwara!"[/color] to her, mostly to let her know that they were winning, becuase she seemed to busy to notice in his eyes.

As Lila continued fighting in the same elegant posture she heard the confident sounds the little dragon made. It certainly knew how to take care of itself, spitting flames on cultists with a confident air.

Coming near her, she growled playfully, waggling its tail near her. Taking a second to look around, she realized that the number of cultists attacking were getting lower and lower. But victory was still not that close. They still had to worry about the guardian which Mirror was fighting against. She trusted his abilities, but still...

[color=C6DEFF]"It's not over yet."[/color] She said, gently caressing the small dragon.
[color=C6DEFF]"Not yet..."[/color] she said, looking to Mirror. She wanted to do something, but she really didn't know what to do against such thing.

[sub][@Rai][/sub]