[color=bc8dbf][h3][center]~Senna~[/center][/h3][/color]
[@Hammerman][@13org][@BurningDaisies]
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All the demon could see was the blood of her victims, and all she could hear were their cries.

A hole cleaved into a wall there. Caving in the roof of a place, burying the poor fools under it. Senna's path of destruction had carried her a fair ways from the initial starting point, a trail of blood, corpses, and ruined buildings marking the trail.

Even so, she was nowhere near done, it seemed.

The demon leaped from the ground, lunging and  spinning through the air and cleaving through another poor soul or two as they fled - a few managing to get inside of a nearby building, only momentarily halting her rampage. Her feet hit the door of the building, impaling itself in the wooden door frame. Unfortunately for them, destroyed a wall was an easy enough matter - but she wouldn't be satisfied by something so trivial. She grabbed the wall with her free hand - powerful armored hands easily digging into the structure as she used it as a handhold to launch herself upwards. The bloody sword shifted, writhing again as it changed its appearance once more. The end of the large sword grew in mass, hardened spikes of blood jutting out from a heavy, bulbous protrusion as the weapon shifted into some sort of large spiked mace.

She flipped in the air, angling the large head of the weapon to smash into the roof of the two-story building, sending the weapon crashing down onto the ground below. The impact was enough to destroy the roof completely, shattering it in a matter of seconds. She flipped, slamming the weapon into the second story floor, before the destruction of it made her fall onto the first floor below, the impact of the bloody weapon sending a spray of red in all directions. The two who had fled inside, only had a moment to scream before Senna's weapon slammed into one, crushing them against the wall. She swiftly grabbed the other, tossing them out the door with force enough to throw it off its hinges. She lunged after the man, the blood mace crushing his skill instantly. For a second, it seemed like the demon was catching her breath, shoulders slumped and seemingly leaning on the obscene weapon. In reality though, she was listening - for more foes.

A series of explosions over head was enough to temporarily distract her. Yasha, again most likely. An explosion of holy energy - little more than a nuisance to her with the Amulet created a barrier of anti-magic energy. Ignore it, then - she had to find - her head shot up from where it was gazing at the corpse of her recent kill, a low growl coming from her throat as she felt Selena's debuffs hit her. Immobilization, first. 

[color=bc8dbf]"Ah, so utterly pathetic."[/color] She laughed, pulling the mace from the corpse. Well, she wouldn't be immobilized so easily - nor did she really care. If anything, they were just annoyed her further and making her even angrier.

It seemed only one person in the vicinity had any amount of guts in the first place.

And he was half their age and sorely, sorely, out of his league.

[color=bc8dbf]"Oh...now, playing hero, are we?"[/color] She laughed darkly as she became aware of footsteps. Her voice was eerily calm for now, despite the rage filled shouting from earlier. Light, small footsteps, like those of the child they belonged too. It was the kid from earlier. In his hands was a familiar looking sword - the one that had belonged to that captain person. The child, whatever his name was currently staring her down, holding the blade with both hands in front of him. He clearly wasn't skilled with such a thing, but the sight amused the blood-addled demon regardless. [color=bc8dbf]"Take a look, Yasha, Selena!"[/color] She laughed, loudly yelling. "Instead of hiding behind your stupid gimmicks get out here and fight already!"

"Y-you killed Theo-!" The boy grit his teeth, grip tightening on the sword.

[color=bc8dbf]"Ah yes, that was his name, wasn't it?"[/color] She chuckled. [color=bc8dbf]"Tsk tsk, would he want you out here, I wonder? Amusing either way, but let me tell you.....this isn't a hero story, kiddo."[/color] The blood fell from her weapon, falling onto the ground and creating a puddle of liquid as it returned to its resting state. [color=bc8dbf]"But...heh, perhaps if you amuse me. I'll let you live so you can tell everyone else what happened here...."[/color]

There wasn't a second waste. Despite the immobilization, paralyzation, and sleep spells Senna either seemed relatively unaffected, or either ignored them and continued regardless. Even if they did have an effect of some sort - the sheer difference between her and the kid was too massive for any amount even luck to help. In a second, she was upon the kid, a twisted cruel grin displayed under her helmet. She slammed the blade downwards, the boy barely able to catch it with his own, but it did little good. Senna followed it up with a swift, powerful kick right to the kids side and sent him sprawling into the ground.

[color=bc8dbf]"Is that it?"[/color] She laughed. [color=bc8dbf]"Pathetic. Weak. So utterly boring. I wonder how much you'll give me."[/color] The boy managed to pull himself to his feet, and readied the blade again as Senna lunged at him once again.


[h3][color=a2d39c][center]~Tania and Lena~[/center][/color][/h3]
[@drewccapp][@Spanner][@BurningDaisies][@GrafRoy Zeppeli]
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Lena frowned at the current state of affairs, turning her head to look towards Vyrmain, Cain, and Vander. The three...didn't seem like they were going to be getting along well. Tania likely wasn't going to be helping either, if her ears were correct and she had heard the name calling done towards Vyrmain. The elf sighed, wondering if she should intervene. It was possible things were going to get out of hand with the two of them, but injecting herself into the problem could simply cause an already volatile situation to worsen. At least Bertram was willing to hear them out despite the...three...or four idiots? Should she count Vander in that too?

...she hoped not because that'd make her the only sane person here and she wasn't sure she could handle that. At least he had a good, hard-working attitude.

[color=fff200]"I...I apologize for my erm, comrades."[/color] Lena said to Betram, unable to hide a bit of embarrassment at their lack of common courtesy to the others in the area. At least they weren't commenting on her bosom again. "If that is acceptable to you then yes, we will take the deal." That said...they didn't exactly have money and they said they didn't accept foreign coins. That meant that the only way they were going to be able to actually pay for Vyrmain was....

[color=fff200]"Tania, come here a second."[/color] The small elf looking person in question zipped over with a bright grin, being her usual energetic self.
 
[color=39b54a]"Need some cash, Lena?"[/color]

[color=fff200]"Mhm. We are paying for Vyrmain's stay, as well as considering our entrance fee into their Adventure's guild. If you don't mind..."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"What's the magic worrrrd?~"[/color] She grinned brightly, causing the Elf to frown slightly, making a subtle motion with the arm holding the shield. She already felt bad about even considering this option but they didn't exactly have many options here. She'd have to find some way to repay them later.

[color=39b54a]"Okay okay, don't hit me in the face with the shield again!"[/color] Tania pouted, grumbling slightly as she took out exactly as much Kriel as Bertram needed. The coins of course - weren't real, and completely illusory. However, Bertram would need high level magic to in fact, be able to tell that. [color=39b54a]"Here ya go!"[/color] Tania gave Bertram a bright grin. [color=39b54a]"Need anything else, old man? Maybe a new back? Hows about an entirely new place here? This place could us more trees! A night here with Lena? She's a great coook I tells ya, among other things. Wink wink nudge nud-mmmpf!"[/color]

[color=fff200]"That last suggestion was especially not necessary."[/color] Lena replied, glaring at the top of the small elves head. [color=fff200]"I-I apologize for her as well."[/color] Lena shook her head. [color=fff200]"I-Is there anything else, sir? If not, then I think perhaps we may get started on deciding what we should be doing about these fey."[/color]