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[h1][center][color=crimson]Lorelai De Windt[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

Lorelai had never considered robbing a bank, much less considered using one, but if Akiko thought it was a good idea she wasn't going to argue. Especially when both students and police alike seemed to have wised up and weren't going to stand still for her to bludgeon them. With a hand upon Durgan's mane she channeled her powers into his imposing frame and the lion shot forward, pulverizing the bank storefront into powdered masonry. The Serei sprung off her chosen partner and slammed her standard into the metal vault door beyond while the lion suitable menaced any foolish bank teller still working today. 

[color=crimson]"This door shall be the work of moments, Akiko!"[/color] Lorelai chirped, seeming quite happy to repeatedly slam herself into it, denting the foot thick slab of tempered metal with each blow.

[hr]What was an enclosed stairwell soon gained a skylight over Caprice and Kanbaru's heads, a hulking mass of demon launching straight through to hand upon the sky, borne aloft by a disc of turbulent flames. The Head Master's gaze swept upon a seen of pandamonioun in the streets. Now there were police in her city and students pillaging their own city instead of harassing Solar University like tradition and common sense demanded. No power ran wild through the halls as demons and warlocks strove for excellence, but tired lectures and pitiful prattle that would only see her students wallow in destitution. The sight of it sickened the vertically challenged woman and she snarled curses so profane the skein of reality quivered at their vocalization. 

"No more. Not a moment longer shall I tolerate usurpers and charlatans in my academy! Umbra Academy exists to promote excellence in Evil." 

Her tome left her hands, born aloft by ethereal currents spilling from the vellum bound text, pages fluttering open before splayed hands. If her vitriol alone could misalign the world, then her hatred given direction would reshape it. Power surged from the arcane tome and the Academy resonated in kind, buildings shaking as avenues hissed and boiled. One by one like stones upon water, the hole of the academy sank into the ground and stained it in the likeness of tar, a lake of featureless pitch marred only by a sphere of ice tumbling off its surface, a bluenette rather frantically getting clear of the sudden and violent change to the Academy.

The Head Mistress snatched the tome and slashed with it upwards, beckoning the lake to pull itself heavenward, stretching itself into a collosal shadow that elongated the farther it rose. Two segments pulled outwards into rippling arms of shadow, while a further pair unfurled from the back into imposing, leathery wings.

She alighted upon the shoulder of the [url=https://imgur.com/9GpObCP]horror[/url][b] she summoned and bellowed her words through its titanic mouth, "Come before me, you rakish scoundrel, and know your death shall only be a prelude to eternal suffering for your crimes! You and your damned Angel shall rue the day you locked me in a broom closet!"[/b]

Suddenly Suparna's zombie apocalypse didn't look so bad when a demon that cast half the city in its shadow now loomed over head, swirling currents of energy racing about it like the galloping of spectral calvary.