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[center][h3][color=a2d39c]Miyu[/color][/h3][/center]

[color=a2d39c]"Hold the phone a minute, Henry was polite enough to explain that he wanted to cut my wings off for betrayals allegedly done by me, and I was able to convince him to give me a sandwich instead. Why do you want to fight me?"[/color] Zeruel's advance took Miyu rather off guard, holding her oar with one hand, and her sandwich in the other. [color=a2d39c]"Ah well."[/color] She shrugged before she took the sandwich in her mouth to free a hand, and smacked her oar into the water, sending up a disproportionately large wave and froth of water and oil into the air. The lightning bolts cracked into them, their power crackling across the water as a whole, rather than just the wave that Miyu had used to intercept. The powerful lightning bolts instantly set the entire ocean ablaze, as it was topped with oil, and bathed the scene in the light of a glorious conflagration.

Leaping forth onto the Pier, Miyu landed amidst the old rain of silver spears, now edged in red glow, and wreathed in black smoke. Miyu closed her eyes against that same smoke, and dipped low over the edge, slicing the blade of her oar through it gently, catching a small flame on the end of her oar, before centering herself on the pier. She held for a moment, taking one small nibble of her sandwich and then swallowing, eyes still closed.

The Gaghiels then rose from the waters surrounding the pier, only irritated by the flames, hardened against the heat of Hell, no mere oil fire would fell them. The smoke was blinding, but they were strong, and would not yield. Besides, their target foolishly carried a torch to let them know where to fire. The traitor had made clear her intentions by blocking the Ramiel's Lightning, and "alive but with no more limbs" was still "alive". Plasma streams burst forth.. And the torch flickered and twisted, clanging with each movement against a spear. They shifted their beams, cutting back and forth, to the side and below and back up again. Chunks of the pier, no match to their might, fell into the flaming water, but still that burning oar and it's wielder somehow stubbornly somehow evaded their beams.

A harsh wind blew through some cave opening revealing for a moment through the smoke, Miyu standing, atop one lone, half cut down pier support barely inches above the flames, the entire rest of the pier now burning in the waters below. Her oar extinguished in the wind, the oil on it burned away and the wood underneath not charred in the slightest. She took a bite of her sandwich, now having a free hand so she could chew more easily. For all the burning boards, the spears were no longer there, until they all suddenly came crashing down, smashing into the Gaghiel's in synchronicity. All missing their vitals by a few inches. In the direction of that sudden wind.

[color=a2d39c]"Well, crap, I wasn't expecting that."[/color] Miyu gulped, before putting her sandwich back in her mouth as she took her oar in both hands and fled back to the shore as plasma blasts harried her flight.

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