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[b][color=00aeef]PAGONIA[/color][/b][/center]

Etoile had taken herself out the fight to give Zestasia a moment to recuperate his waning Sol, giving them a better shot at fighting the treeants. Pythia and Laz had created an opening to strike at one of the treeants. Pagonia was happy to have help from his brother, but for now he had to focus on capitalizing the opening. "Zes, its time for a counter attack. Follow my lead." Pagonia spun his sword around before pointing it at the treeant. The second treeant was acting in protection of it's partner but, it was less vines to worry about. 

"GET OUTTA MY WAY"

Using every muscle in his legs, the young ice wielding swordsman moved like a beast chasing it's prey. Vines tearing through the air attempting to stop the magi; his blade being the only barrier to stop them. Quick steps, pivots, and feints mixed with his near weightless claymore of ice ripping through vines. His heart raced, beating against his broken ribs and his breath growing heavier by the second. Today Pagonia would show his endurance, dashing past Pythia to reach the treeant; the gaping maw of the monstrous tree being a sheath for Pagonia to thrust his sword into. The next move might not kill it but, it would hurt like hell. "ZES, BURN IT!"