[b][i]Flame Brooks[/i][/b]

"What am I?! Chopped Liver?!" Flame made his presence known as he stood beside Chieko, turning to her. "It seems negotiations have failed."

Then to Fritzi, "I have had enough of your warmongering nonsense! We get it, you're victims. And we get it as well, sometimes brute force is needed to achieve noble ends. But this is not one of those times, you fucking hypocrite! Sowing terror, massacring people who aren't [i]just[/i] fat aristocrats, and setting fire to large portions of the city, this stops being the way after a while!"

Flame cupped his right palm, before saying, [b]"Goa."[/b] A fireball appeared, ready to throw at Fritzi unless Chieko wanted the fox-woman's head herself.

[b][i]Ashton Andrews[/i][/b] 

"On it, [b]Jiwald![/b]" Ashton said as he focused his magic on his paring knife, holding it forth, running [i]at[/i] the nova of fire, hoping against hope that Odessa fulfilled her promise - Believing in her. Should Odessa make an opening, he ran straight at Sandra, stabbing at her with full force, his weapon held in both hands to drive it into her with as much strength as possible.

[i]For Hiro. For Flame and Alistair, Chieko and Aerith, and everyone involved in this. For the people involved in the games of these Artificial Witches.[/i]

[i]Please, Od Laguna, or God if you exist, guide my blow! Just for once, let me stab the right person![/i]