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[h2][color=aba000]Sara Hepburn[/color][/h2]
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Jean sighed. The Lady in Black hit the money on that one point- these Mages were going to go down fighting. As the young lady with the hammer ran towards him, Jean pressed his finger on his neck. [b]”Prepare yourselves. This battle is about to get ugly. At least try to keep one of them alive- good leverage.”[/b]

Hammer Girl leaped up and swung straight down at him. Had they not been fighting, Jean would have criticized her. Such a basic attack would serve no purpose. Jean extended his sword, and then, with a single strike, slashed at the shaft of the hammer, his Corrosion Magic on the sword more than capable of bisecting the hammer, before leaping aside with grace. 

What happened next was a bit of a surprise. Four massive blasts of green gas suddenly appeared behind him, the wind blowing what appeared to be poison gas into his two colleagues, followed by a large explosion as the gas ignited into a fiery explosion. Then another shot came towards him. He perhaps could have sliced the bullet, but that would be far too risky, so Jean simply contented with dodging again. He then readied himself again. [b]”Fools to fight, you are. Prepare yourselves.”[/b]

Meanwhile, behind Jean, as the fiery mess began to simmer down, so did two spheres of rock, retreating back into the Earth. The tanned woman, Piedra, looked towards the clown as the two approached Jean. [color=a0410d][b]"Believe me when I say I won't save you again."[/b][/color]

[b][color=fff200]"Yeah, yeah, whatever, got it,"[/color][/b] the other man, the clown, said. [b][color=fff200]"Let's play, hmm?"[/color][/b]

Sara grabbed another Gold Key from her chain. [b][color=aba000]"Open, Gate of the Scorpion, Scorpio!” [/color][/b]

The same shimmering light show occured, this time a tanned man with short red-white hair and a long metal scorpion tail appearing after the glow faded. [b][color=ed1c24]"What's up, my wicked lady?"[/color][/b] he said with a glint that be described as nothing other than wicked. 

[b][color=aba000]"Stand by. This is about to get...insane."[/color][/b]

[@Esran] [@Raijinslayer] [@Quincy] [@pkken]

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To the door approached a young lady with a pale blue dress and perfectly-done hair. She gave the group a shaky smile. [b][color=6ecff6]"You must be the mages. Do come in."[/color][/b] She guided the group to an exquisite sitting room, complete with large red sofas and a glass table in the center. The woman sat down. 

[b][color=6ecff6]"Now, I’ve hired a tracker to find poor little Angel,"[/color][/b] the woman said solemnly. [b][color=6ecff6]”He’s at the headquarters of a bandit guild called Bat Flight. They’re a small group overall, and a majority of their members lack magic, but they make up for it in wealth. Most of them possess magic items that give them an edge over even some of the strongest Mages. They’re holed up in the abandoned magic item factory just outside of town,"[/color][/b] she said, unrolling a map with their location and that of the factory, not a far walk away, marked down. [b][color=6ecff6]"Local authorities refuse to act on them. They’re a tough group of cookies. But I’m confident you’ll do well. Hurry, before he’s sold off."[/color][/b]

She gave them a sweet wave. [b][color=6ecff6]"Godspeed to you, Dragon Heart."[/color][/b]

[@Valor] [@Aeolian] [@Lmpkio] [@MarsAdept]

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