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[@Ariamis][@Majoras End]

[color=9e0039][u][b]“Ha! Now who’s being blasphemous?”[/b][/u][/color] Penny would yell as she rushed forward to continue her attack, seemingly uncaring of the corrosive blight that Sirkkeli’s blades carried [color=9e0039][u][b]“The ass is the Unmaker! It is anathema for him to create!”[/b][/u][/color] Her anger at Laat was clear to see in her face even as her assault maintained the same efficient brutality as always [color=9e0039][u][b]“And even if what you said was true he’s still a royal bastard! He drafted me into this life style without any warning and then left me stranded with nothing for months! He has never cared about me!”[/b][/u][/color]

[color=00aeef]“System alert. D̷͞҉͏̡è̛͘҉̕s҉̶̛̛҉t́̀͘͢͜r̡ứ̧ć̸t̶̡̨͟į̛ơ̶͜͡͝n͏̡̛ ̴̵̛͞E͏̨ņ͏ģ́̕͠҉i̡͞͏̸͠n̴̢͠͝e͏̧̀ has reached 25%”[/color]

Without warning Penny’s spider like limbs would unfurl themselves alongside her hover systems kicking on once again amping her assaults intensity becoming a truly ferocious offensive of eight limbs working in sync with mechanical precision. Her reasoning for continuing the all-out offensive was simple; if each strike poisoned her she would lose in a battle of attrition. Even with her ideas of how to discard the contaminated metal it would still end up with her losing out in the long run.  That just left her with one outcome; Crush her opposition before she was overwhelmed. 

She could do that, easily, all Penny needed was to grab Sirkkeli or stun her for a moment. Then the power that she had been granted by Laat himself would bring about the conclusion to this battle, and unlike so many of her battles before, Penny would have no qualms about using it if the opportunity arose.

[Color=lightsteelblue][b][i]"Look out!"[/i][/b][/color]

Dodging out of the way of the incoming lightning spell, Penny fired off a round of her gauss system in tandem to it before once again diving into the fray. As she did the normally red glow of her eyes would start to be replaced with an intense white.

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[@Ariamis][@Flamelord][@Crusader Lord]

Off in the stands, even further out of mind then he had been a few moments ago, Aurelio struggled to maintain his composure. That wasn’t to say he wasn’t crying at the beauty that was being displayed before him or that he was un-touched by the sense of joy and resolution that filled the hall. It was in fact just the opposite. 

He had tied himself into the emotions of the hall in a desperate bid to try and assist his friends, and act that had turned out to be unneeded thankfully. But now it was that act that was nearly causing him to come unraveled at the seams, as he fought desperately to not drown in the emotional storm or worse start feeding into this monumental moment and cause a feedback loop that would likely end him.

All was not lost however, for if there was ever a time that Aurelio’s skill with positive emotions came in handy it was for sure this one. With the same care that he wove himself into the room he would start to withdraw from it and as he did he let this life changing event flush all, but the most precious of his stored emotions, away. Cleaning out the Frustration and Hate that he had gathered and kept locked away in case he needed them and allowing the Compassion, Love, and Wonder to settle in their place.

Quietly he brought his Spark to the surface and, once he was sure that he had extracted himself enough from to the room to be sure of himself, moved to stand. [color=fff79a]“We are Beacon!”[/color] He would shout from the stands [color=fff79a]“We stand united! Together through adversity we are the light that shines forever more to chase away the darkness and all the ills that it houses! And I see no darkness within these walls, least of all those that are being accused, they have risked more than any to try and bring the light of hope to those who need it the most!”[/color] He was openly crying as she shouted his words for while he could keep himself from being lost to the storm of emotions that didn’t mean he wasn’t still caught up in them.

[color=fff79a]“ So I stand with the Seraph! Any judgment you pronounce on you give to me!”[/color] Aurelio took a moment to breath and to try and gain some semblance of control over his emotions before he spoke aloud once more, albeit more calmly then before [color=fff79a]“Because I am Beacon, and I will not let them stand apart any longer”[/color] Still openly crying, but with his head held high, he strode down to stand with Alicia and Serenity, the raw conviction on his face nearly daring someone to question him on his actions.

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[@Ariamis][@Asuras]

A moan of delight was released as the deranged girl reveled in the exquisite taste of her new meal. The fact that she was mere inches from several life threatening attacks being over looked in her ravenous haze. It would be a few more mouthfuls of the wondrous meal before Viva was once again able to think with any degree of clarity, for while her hunger was far from sated, the high quality food was able to fulfill the requirements of the curse she had placed upon herself.

Thankfully this clarity came just in time, as not a moment later she was forced to dive backwards to avoid the final part of Dawn's slash before it succeeded in separating her head as well. Still it was an inelegant dodge that left her sprawled out across the ruined stage. It took all of a second for her too realize that her situation had went from bad to worse. There were three Beacon members effectively surrounding her, and she knew they were Beacon from the aura of Purification that their Sparks gave off, and all of the seemed to be melee combatants from what she could tell.

Normally she might have been able to get away with hiding her status as a dark magical. After all she normally fought at range and could come in afterwards and offer healing assistance, either via her Specialization or her Artifact. Now however? With her face covered in blackened gore from tearing off chunks of the Endsinger’s flesh, with her mouth still a twisted mockery of fangs that drooled acid? 

[color=#652DC1]“Shite…”[/color] she would mutter as her eyes flicked between the three who had been temporary allies and the corpse. A subtle attempt to summon her bike just reinforced that this was a bad situation as she felt the magic being cancelled out. Slowly, carefully, she stood back up sadly a few steps away from the wondrous meal, before running her free hand across her face both cleaning it of gore while also removing her monstrous alterations. 

[color=#652DC1]“Don’t suppose we could all simply just go our separate ways now?”[/color] Viva would ask cautiously, ready to bolt the instant one of them turned actively hostile. She highly doubted that anyone of them would agree, Beacon was never tolerant of outsiders corrupted ones least of all, but getting into a fight with three of them wasn’t on Vivian’s to-do list for today.

 A glance over her shoulder informed her that simply legging it wouldn’t be very easy either, not if the crazed wolf looking things were as hostile as she expected. 
[color=#652DC1][i]‘And I was told that my luck was going to be good today too’[/i][/color]