As the intensity of the epic battle between Jaakuna and Rio increased, so did the widespread damage to Shion’s library. Books and shelves were set ablaze as the rising tensions between Creature and Transcended Hume rose to unbelievable proportions. When it seemed the two were at a stalemate, one raised the stakes. Jaakuna took a hit that sent him flying in the opposite direction and Rio seemed to boast in his strength, though he seemed to have no problem taking jabs at Emiri’s strength - which Jaakuna didn’t particularly like.

[color=ed1c24]“That’s where you’re wrong, bucko!”[/color] Jaakuna shouted to the heavens, looking up at the levitating Rio. [color=ed1c24]“Emiri’s one of the strongest people I know. And if you have to call her weak, then that must mean she’s just that strong,”[/color] he proclaimed, shooting a wink Emiri’s way, mouthing [color=ed1c24]“I’ve got your back, girl!”[/color]

Jaakuna got up to his feet, taking his eyes away from Emiri as they would then again return to the sight of a smirking Rio. How smug that son of a bitch looked. What Jaakuna wouldn’t give to wipe it off in the best of ways.

[color=crimson][i]If that is your wish, perhaps something could be done.[/i][/color]

Jaakuna heard Belias. And then the Esper explained it. When he finished, he started to laugh internally. [color=ed1c24]“Sometimes Belias, you’re a fucking genius!”[/color] Jaakuna snickered.

The blond sky pirate took his swords into his hands, pouring his mist deep into their core. Being the source of his transcended powers, Jaakuna put most of the focus he had into them. After a few seconds, they began to emit a radiant light much like that of purifying light. At the same time, Jaakuna’s eyes flickered with gold and red, signs of Logrhif showing through as well as his fiery soul. And when Jaakuna took to the air, a trail of scorching heat followed him, the air itself distorting and taking a knee to his almighty power.

Jaakuna lifted his swords into the air and sent them flying above Rio. The distraction would prove to be useful as Jaakuna brought his arms centerfold. His hands gathered the mist from within him and from the swords - which started to spin over Rio, trapping the man in a prism of light. At the same time, Jaakuna’s gathered mist fired in the form of a stream of fire.

[color=ed1c24]“Holy Hellfiraja!”[/color] He shouted, the light from his swords and the fire from his mist combining as Rio was trapped inside a combustible prism of magick, it soon imploding and exploding.
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Wesley had to admit that the fights raging on in the library was just a tad overwhelming. No matter where he turned his senses, he felt the colliding forces of good and evil mist. Whether it was the chaotic signature that Jaakuna’s magicks had the tendency to produce or Nadeline’s more refined magicks, it was like a game of Dalmascan Ping-Pong. Back and forth he looked and everywhere he was returned with an even dose of Rio’s putrid mist. He couldn’t make heads or tails of it, honestly.

And yet, amongst it, he sensed something...familiar. He couldn’t explain it, but somewhere in the distance, Wesley had gotten a whiff of the air that set off a memory that he had sensed this mist before. [color=fff79a]“How peculiar,”[/color] Wesley noted aloud as he and Grant traveled through the library on their Espers.

Grant’s eyes flickered to Wesley, the prince raising an eyebrow at his friend. “[color=darkorchid]What is it?[/color]” He asked him.

[color=fff79a]“Do you sense that in the air, Grant?”[/color]

Frowning slightly, Grant tried to see what it was that Wesley spoke of. All he could feel were the verberating magicks of Jaakuna and Rio, though as they moved, he definitely sensed Nadeline’s magicks. “[color=darkorchid]Am I missing something?[/color]” He figured he may as well as him outright.

The Dalmascan King frowned slightly.[color=fff79a] “Try and concentrate, my friend. Look at what else is there. It’s faint but doesn’t it seem familiar to you?”[/color]

It was likely due to noticing the lack of Savayna’s presence that Grant wasn’t entirely sure what Wesley was trying to get at. Concentrating for a moment, he made sure to discern the different types of Mist singing through the air of the Utena headquarters. Once he found what Wesley was speaking of, he looked at Wesley once more. “[color=darkorchid]They’ve returned?[/color]” He murmured. “[color=darkorchid]That...can't be good.[/color]” 

Wesley nodded, the same worry that was clearly in Grant’s voice had spread into his body, producing similar concerns for him. [color=fff79a]“Let us hurry, Grant! Nadeline cannot hold off her foe that much longer -not in her weakened state!”[/color] Wesley urged them to make haste, Hashmal appearing to be waiting for the Humes to agree before running forth.

Furrowing his brow, his expression lifted slightly as he let out a slight yelp of surprise as Zeromus would follow Hashmaal’s lead.