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[hider=Aurelio Stat block]
(5) | (6) | (5) | (13) | (13)

(Empathic & Illusion) | (Duplication)

(Enhanced weapon) | (Dual weapon) | (Masculinity) | (Gifted) | (Eternal style) | (Awareness) | (Enhanced transformation)

(Perfect life) | (Shine Spark) | (Transportation) 

(Excommunication) | (Vow: Kindness)
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Aurelio, Aurelio and Aurelio all kept to their respective tasks as the slow grind of the assault continued on. No longer afforded the luxury of thinking over what it was he was stuck doing he just kept on doing what he did best, supporting his side of the conflict.

Rage stayed near Kimble as burning red started to leak off of him. [color=fff79a]“Eyes on the prize, thinking is going to get rough.”[/color] He warned as he placed a hand on her shoulder from that point of contact Kimble would feel the fiery Rage that was the core of this clone’s existence flow into her and from there it would flow into her windstorm granting it the strength of their Anger. In fact, Kimble’s cyclone would start to draw in the anger of everyone on the battlefield or at least everyone that Aurelio had marked with his Magician’s mark. For everyone else, the wind would seem to ignite as swirls of red blead into it along with blistering heat.

Disgust would give Hyun a quick check to make sure she was alright before tailing after the Remorhaz, tossing blob of acidic sludge at things the semi-controlled monster was about to hit, weakening the targets to make the beast rampage even more effective. He would drop everything to try and intercept the blast of magic headed towards Hyun however. Even if it meant giving up its life.

The real Aurelio stayed in his cloaked state, but let all of his other illusions drop. The amount of support he could give and still stay relevant was not an easy line to walk. But with two Emoti-clones out and about he had to be careful about not expending too much Mana. Still he stayed with the Pack of Canaries doing his best to shield everyone he could without burning himself out which was much easier said than done. Neverthe less he made sure to stay in communication with Elora, giving her updates on what all of him was up to and an idea of how their side was doing with his Marks. If she needed him to move somewhere to act, he would.

And yet further still in the background of all of this there were still a few Clones simply evacing those who couldn’t be expected to assist anymore.

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[hider=Viva Stat block]
(6) | (10) | (10) | (10) | (8)

(Corrupted Reinforcement & Oddball(Vicissitude)) | (Power)

(Healing artifact) | (Enhanced Weapon) | (Training (Medicine)) | (Get out of Jail) | (Martial Training) | (Flexible)

(Paragon) | (Blessing) | (Transport) | (Mana font) | (Magical overload)
(Second Spec) | (Amorphous)

(Vendetta(Beacon)) | (Arrogance) | (Paranoia) | (Monstrous Form)
(Devourer) | Weakness [Fire]
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 Viva turned her attention towards the floating girl as she slowly let her own twisted smile play across her lips [color=#652DC1]“You’re not too bad on the eyes yourself.”[/color]  She would reply giving Varjo a slow once over. [color=#652DC1]“Shame we can’t play with each other too well, I only bite if you ask~”[/color]  her smile was all teeth which would shift to being a maw of razor-sharp fangs for a moment. Viva always enjoyed those who never hid who they were, the air of danger surrounding Varjo acting more as a siren call for her then a warning. 

Regardless she turned her attention towards the other members who were going to be joining her for this foray into chaos creation. The boy, got a simple once over but an appreciated look at his wings. The last girl, Alma, Viva had to hold back from licking her lips at the appraisal. She was everything that Viva loved in a woman, but now was not the time for play. Later perhaps.

Instead she would force her attention towards Seppa [color=#652DC1]“You wouldn’t have anything else on offer for loan would you?”[/color]  Viva would ask with a raised eyebrow [color=#652DC1]“Something to manipulate water or ice would be rather helpful down in the sewers after all”[/color]  She would add. It was a valid point but only half the reason why the dark nurse asked. Her weakness to flames needed something to address it, as she wouldn’t be surprised to learn of at least one girl within the Sanctuary that was capable of wielding such an element.