[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rmBRrwyf/image.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Blackstone
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Basic Spellcraft, Conjuration[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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Max wanted to chat more with Maria, explain better about what exactly was going on. But in all honesty he wasn't entirely certain. He heard Selene's words of warning, telling him that she had no true way of helping him and that he was on his own. [i]Anchor Yourself[/i]. Max immediately thought back to an old book he had read when he was younger. A hero who wished to tether his soul and how he must focus on a certain point of his body where his soul would now be bound. Max thought of the spot he had in mind and began to think of why he was here. The Underground, Pixie, Sunshine, James, and even Casper. Every mutant that had looked up to him during that ceremony. 

Max [i]needed[/i] to survive, to make it past tonight. He felt something click, a weight dropping on his body as he became anchored and bound back into the plane, saving himself from being wiped from existence. But there was a sense of emptiness to him. As if a part of him was lost in the process. Max locked eyes with Cripta, anger fueling him. [Color=aba400]"I don't know what you did to me, but it's time I repay the favour"[/color] Max wiped his hand across the air as dozens of daggers began to form, holding firmly in place in the sky. With a quick gesture of his hand they launched towards Cripta, searching for the location where he was corporeal and most vulnerable.

There was a shit eating grin on Max's face as he saw the slashes across Criptas tentacles. [i]Gotcha[/i]. He held the sword in his hand to the side and ran towards Cripta,  taking a massive swipe as he chopped off one of the tentacles that adorned his face. [Color=aba400]"His tentacles are the key. Focus your aim there and let's destroy this asshole. Hopefully after I can give you some semblance of an idea as to why I summoned you here."[/color]

[h1][b][i][color=E610B8][center]Echo[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9FWbx1tc/image.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=E610B8][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hellfire Bay
[color=E610B8][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Laser Light Show, Pitch Perfect, Sound Wave Manipulation.[/center][hr][hr]

Harry winced for the slightest of moments as pus and blood splurged across everyone. But his focus was clear and he saw the distraction that now held all their enemies. The Boys began to sing in chorus around Harry. Matching beautifully [url=https://youtu.be/bexy3d7-AUc]The Duel of The Fates[/url]. Lights began to form and shift as they peppered the field. They all seemingly missed their marks at first. Harry shook it off, as he began to let go of his anger and allowed himself a moment to breathe before trying again. He waited, striking at the moment when the chorus was more intense and disposing of five more clones.

Harry found it fitting, using a song from a scene that conveyed patience while striking at opportune moments. The chorus beautifully reflecting that, as he too was waiting for the right beats to lash out at. Once they hit the fast paced notes once more he let out another barrage of lasers that had been building up and dancing above everyone's head. They struck down like flashes of lightning, killing ten more clones where they stood as it drilled from head to toe through them. The lights held once more and Harry waited for them to strike back, for one wrong move to keep wiping them out. [Color=E610B8]"Better and Better. Let's finish them off"[/color]