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[center][color=00a99d][b]Level:[/b][/color] 4
[color=00a99d][b]Day/Time:[/b][/color] Day Two, Afternoon
[color=00a99d][b]Location:[/b][/color] Headed to the 3rd floor with the group
[color=00a99d][b]Tag:[/b][/color] [@Guardian Angel Haruki][@Zarkun][@Leaves][@Etherean Fire]
[color=00a99d][b]Word Count:[/b][/color] 547
[color=yellow][b]Limit Break:[/b][/color] 2/[color=yellow][b]10[/b][/color][/center]

Frisk reassured them that they knew what they were doing and would let them know if they see an alternative solution to killing the enemy. The ex-SOLDIER nodded. [color=00a99d][i]Always looking for an alternative[/i][/color], Cloud thought to himself. He didn’t think Frisk could ever truly not be pacifistic. As Cloud motioned toward the next boss chamber, he stopped when Frisk decided to pay him a compliment. Blush appeared on his cheeks as he was reminded of someone. He was reminded of two girls actually—Aerith and Tifa. They had always liked to see him smile. Apparently, he didn’t smile enough.

[color=00a99d][b]“Thanks,”[/b][/color] Cloud finally responded. [color=00a99d][i]I guess I don’t notice it that much.[/i][/color]

The third boss chamber reminded him of the Senior Poppy Bros’s boss chamber. It was so dark that he couldn’t see his hand in front of his face, and slowly, Cloud reached back to grasp the hilt of his sword. The room was deceiving. The grass, the smell, and the breeze made him wonder if they were truly in a room. Then, the voices followed. The ceiling, which appeared to be an actual skyscape lit up with the shine from two celestial bodies. One was a personified sun, and the other, a moon. With his off-hand, Cloud raised it before his face to veil his mako-green eyes from the combined glare. He couldn’t imagine anyone being able to look directly at them without risking going blind.

[color=00a99d][i]That’s all we need is another dynamic duo[/i][/color], Cloud mused, his blonde brows converging. The sun moved closer, and when it did, Cloud could feel the heat. It was like having his face held above a burning stove. The swordsman raised his arm, but was unable to keep the heat from bringing him discomfort. Mr. Shine was going to be a big problem. Mr. Bright was able to unintentionally distract Mr. Shine into a [i]heated[/i] argument over what was scarier. Dropping his arm, Cloud sighed and then looked to the others naturally checking on their well-being.

There was no question that Mr. Bright and Mr. Shine were going to be enemies that they would have to take down. Cloud drew, what appeared to be a new sword. While it was still pretty long, it wasn’t as massive as his Buster Sword. The blade had a purple-hue and Cloud held it before him with both of his hands in the same manner he had held his previous one.

[color=00a99d][b]“I don’t think we’re sparing these guys,”[/b][/color] said Cloud.

After the two entities settled their differences with a game of Rock-Paper-Scissors, Cloud was a little happy to know that Mr. Bright would take them on first. No offense to the lunar being, but Mr. Shine seemed more fearsome just by proximity alone. Mr. Bright attacked, turning into a saw blade. Cloud dove out of the moon’s path just as the others had, catching his weight upon the flat side of his sword and rolling forward to quickly right himself. The ex-SOLDIER was kneeling in the grass, facing the rotating blade. Magic oscillated around him in a fiery ring, teasing his blonde hair. The green materia orb embedded in his sword gleamed before Cloud thrust out his hand in Mr. Bright’s direction, hoping to catch him in an ice spell and slow his momentum.