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[center][color=00a99d][b]Level:[/b][/color] 1
[color=00a99d][b]Day/Time:[/b][/color] Day Two, Afternoon
[color=00a99d][b]Location:[/b][/color] 6th Floor of the Butter Building
[color=00a99d][b]Tag:[/b][/color] [@Guardian Angel Haruki][@Zarkun][@Leaves][@Etherean Fire]
[color=00a99d][b]Word Count:[/b][/color] 353[/center]

The bolt had struck true and startled the bat creature. It looked like for a moment that he was about to lose control of the black hole, which seemed to disturb his teammates. Frisk shouted for him not to attack, and Cloud began to notice a trend with their leader. If they couldn’t attack the enemy, then how were they supposed to win with Marx trying to kill them? Alicia shouted for him to strike Marx again, and it may or may not have been against their leader’s wishes. Cloud waited, watching closely for the chance to summon his bolt magic again. He felt the pull of the black hole growing weaker and weaker, and as soon as the swordsman was able to settle his booted feet on the ground, Cloud straightened.

[color=00a99d][i]We need to take this guy out before he tries to attack us again,[/i][/color] Cloud mused. He wasn’t one to disobey orders but for the safety of his team, he had to agree with Alicia’s plan. The swordsman bent his knees in a stance. He thrust out his fists before him, arms parallel to the floor, as a fiery aura erupted beneath his feet, causing his spiky hair to ripple. His brows furrowed over his mako-green eyes as he focused on the bat just as the seam that separated his body would disappear.

[color=00a99d][b]“Aaah!”[/b][/color] Cloud uttered a rising shout until his concentration was broken by a balloon or something appearing behind him with a loud OBJECTION! The scare made Cloud stagger forward. He swore he nearly leapt out of his skin! Gazing wide-eyed back at the new guy, Cloud thought [i]what the fuck?[/i] Was that an attack? He was just as weird as Frisk. The ex-SOLDIER slunk away from Phoenix as he engaged the enemy, leaving his sword with him in the case he needed it. He needed to find a new battle position from which to cast his magic assault. His cheeks were flushed in embarrassment. To think he would have been startled by such a ridiculous ability. In his shame, he avoided eye-contact with the rest of his team.