[center][h2]Damian Gerard|Crocus City Proper[/h2][/center]
[center][@Sanguine Rose][/center]

Damian didn't reply and instead opted to capitalize on the brief distraction his guildmate offered after dancing away from the sweep and coming in with a solid roundhouse kick that connected with the side of the other mage's head and sent him spinning. Damian resumed his fighting stance, but his magic circle glowed lightly, just in case the asshole decided to keep pushing. [color=B20C0C]"Your mate's down for the count and I can do this all fucking day, lad. Let it go."[/color] While magic power didn't emanate from the currently B-Ranked mage, confidence and a different kind of power did.

However, even as he spoke, he mentally spoke the words to release his power lock. [color=B20C0C][i]Release Power Lock Alpha. Confirmation Ceta-Zulu-Foxtrot-Bravo.[/i][/color] The orange magic circle that was softly glowing below where he stood changed to green and the shimmer of unsummoned somethings hung in the air near him. If this guy was going to insist on continuing this fight, Damian would do what he had to to bring this to an end quickly. [color=B20C0C]"So lad, what's it gonna be?"[/color]