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After "fixing" the Alicia and Nidgart situation. Ivan had taken a walk around the school. His thoughts were still erratic from his encounter and he needed to find a way to calm down. He eventually stopped to get some lunch, believing a nice meal is what he needed to get his mind off recent events. He sat outside at his favorite bench with a view of the open fields. The sight of grass and the occasional flower accented by the forest stretching out in the distance was the perfect backdrop. It was relaxing and reminded him of home. However, today it seemed that even that small comfort was spoiled. Ivan sat before the sight of flaming wreckage of some kind of machine. He wasn't sure how but there was also a dumpster in said machine. 

He just couldn't be bothered at the moment to deal with whatever this development was.  He accepted insanity and ate a golden potato in peace as he watched the events unfold like some kind of stage play. There was a lot of yelling but it actually seemed like everyone was working things out as the Ratman helped save the pilot. Ivan actually found the whole thing to be quite an inspiring sight. There was nothing like seeing his fellow classmates work out there differences and come together to give him hope in the world. Ivan was starting to finally relax. He was even getting ready to get up and see if he could help. He didn't know the strange machine but with proper directions could probably fix it. That is when things took an unexpected turn. The pilot seemed to disagree with something the Alexei said as he took off into the woods the boy shooting some kind of rainbow beam after him. The pilot avoided it though and escaped into the woods. Ivan had figured that he wasn't coming back for the machine then and sat back to wait for the janitor to inevitably clean up this mess. However, the pilot came back. He was running full speed and he ran right past the crash site, across the big open field and then right past Ivan. 'This guy sure could run.' Ivan thought as the man continued right into the school. Ivan was wondering what he was screaming about when he heard a monstrous roar in the distance. 

Three strange looking beasts emerged from the forest. They had long noses and wielded large knarled clubs. Ivan did not know what to make of this as he had never seen these creatures and wasn't sure if their appearance here was a normal occurrence. 'Afterall demons have become an accepted species among humans so why not local tribes of wild beasts.' Ivan thought darkly as he was once again faced with more social challenges.  He wasn't going to assume they are a problem until they demonstrated hostile intent. I mean sure they were carrying clubs and looked pissed, but maybe the pilot is to blame for that and a friendly agreement could be worked out. Ivan noticed Alexie had crawled into the wreck. He emerged with a knife and some kind of gun. Ivan was starting to get a bad feeling now as the trolls were approaching fast. It seems Kato had the same thought as he went rushing to Alexei's aid shoving him out of the way as the first troll closed in. He didn't stand a chance. Ivan once again cursed his sightas he watched the troll swing its mightly club right into Kato's head the world slowed as Ivan's vision seemed to zoom in on the sight of Kato's head snapping to the side from the force of the blow. Ivan could practically hear the bones cracking in the Kato's neck. His body was flung into the wreckage and his body was bent in an unnatural way around a supporting structure. As Kato's body slid to the ground Ivan could the color drain from Kato's face and his eyes lose focus. Kato was dead. Ivan did not need to be a doctor to know this was true. The shock of such a revelation was the only thing keeping Ivan in place as he had to process this fact. 

However, that's when Kato's body began glowing. Ivan's eyes were drawn to Kato's body as it changed before his eyes. His hair became blonde and his eyes changed to blue. Ivan could also tell his body had become thinner. If Ivan didn't know any better he would have thought he'd become a girl. This girl, Kakra, wasted no time delivering a counter-attack to the trolls. Ivan witnessed a formidable display of might as she battled the trolls to an impressive stand still. She gave blow after blow and even when she looked like she had been taken out for thoe count got back at it. He was so enraptured that he almost missed the telltale vibration on his back. Ivan looked to see his hoe had begun to glow. He wasn't sure when it happened. The deep crimson was bathing his features with a sickly red light as the realization dawned on him. 'They were here.' Ivan thought in an ever-increasing rage, 'That witch's magic is here! Are those creatures theirs?! If they are...I will kill them all!!!' 

Ivan rose to his feet grabbing his stone bench and tearing it from the ground. He starts to walk, then run, then dead on charge at the trolls the bench being dragged behind its shape morphing as he went. He notes many changes in the fight as he closes the distance. The new girl, Kakra was a fierce fighter and took many hard blows as well as give them, but the enemy was not deterred by her power. They seemed able to regenerate their wounds and were pressing their numbers advantage. There were three enemies total Ivan had counted and the girl had two before her while the Ratman tangled with the other. Ivan figured if he took one off the girl it would even the odds. Finally, with a target in mind, Ivan let his thoughts begin to fade away, wrath born three hundred years ago was emerging and Ivan was going to get his first taste of vengeance. 

As Ivan closed in on the fight Kakra had just finished flipping over a troll as  Alexei came in to assist. Ivan instead focused on the second troll and revealed his weapon. The bench had been converted into a large pike with rebar making up the core of the shaft with multiple stone fish hook like spikes running down its length. A large counterweight of stone was on the end with Ivan to balance the oversized stabbing weapon, or so it seemed. As Ivan closed in on the unarmed troll he let out a scream filled with hatred as he impaled the beast on the end of his spear. The spear ran clean through the creature spilling its blood all over Ivan as it let out an inhuman roar of pain. The troll shoves Ivan off him using its immense strength and knocks him to the ground causing him to release the spear.  The troll then tries to pull the spear out with its hands but the hooks left in the spear make it all but impossible. The blood had already stopped flowing from the troll's wound but it clearly didn't like Ivan's weapon being stuck in its guts. Ivan in the meantime had gotten back to his feet and lunges for the spear. However, the troll was focused now and it sidesteps Ivan's lung and trips him with his leg. Ivan is sent off balance and falls forward having to catch himself with his arms. The troll seeing this opportunity brings down a powerful double-handed slam on to Ivan just as he is getting to his knees. As a result, the blow ends up connecting with Ivan's head ans shattering it and causing a massive crack to form down his body. Ivan sits there unmoving as the troll slowly retracts its hands. The others would see it smile at its vile accomplishment. Though its joy is short-lived as it notices its buddy going up in flames. That moment of distraction is also when the troll hears something strange. The sound of stone scraping stone. He looks down to a horrible sight. Ivan's body is moving and his hand is resting on the stone weight, but something is wrong. The stone mass that makes up the weight was moving along the shaft. It was moving into its body the other end as well. It could feel a painful wriggling as the hooks inside its body shift and move as the large mass merges with rest in the center of its body. The troll is not interested in seeing where this ends and starts trying to pummel Ivan's body again, but something is wrong. The stone isn't cracking and it feels denser. It bashes, again and again, its hands breaking and regenerating with every swing painting Ivan's body in its blood. It could feel something was coming. It began to panic giving up on offense and trying to flee instead, but it couldn't move. It was as if the stone man's body was fused to the handle and to the earth itself.  It was coming whatever it was the wiggling in its guts was so intense. 

At that moment the troll uttered its first and final words. In a deep guttural voice it said, " What are you doing to me?" in response Ivan raised his hand and made an opening motion. The mass of metal and stone inside the troll shot out of its body as multiple spikes and blades were formed all at once. The troll was completely eviscerated in seconds leaving nothing behind but a writhing mound of blood and meat perforated with stone and steel. The troll still lived even despite the horrid condition of its body. It even now squirmed against the many protrusions tearing its body to shreds. Ivan began to slowly piece his body back together. The troll had greatly damaged his body and it was all he could do to hold himself together after the brutal onslaught of blows the thing had delivered before being halted by Ivan turning its body into a grotesque work of art. Despite everything, the troll's arms were still intact and that worried Ivan. If someone were to get to close it may get the bright idea to grab said person and impale them on one of Ivan's spikes. Hopefully, it could be dealt with safely while he recovered.