[center] [h1][color=0054a6]Cloud Strife[/color] [/h1]
Just has he had made the conclusion that all was fine for now, it definitely was not fine. A crazed pyromaniac went through the camp with his flamethrower, quickly starting a fight. It had mostly been ignorable  until the villain had slammed into their building, causing Cloud to lose his footing for a second. It wasn't hard for the merc to gain stability again, taking his sword out instantly. Sephiroth probably wouldn't help, but displays of power are always welcome when it gets him further. A simple slash of his weirdly long sword or a nice stab and it's done, but thats too easy and they all need some entertainment. Cloud would get bored if he didn't do all the heavy lifting, swords and killing is just his thing. If he tries hard enough maybe something he does will be impressive- or get his ass kicked by his silver haired stalker. Though for now the main focus is the flame slinging bastard right at their feet. Shezo had already launched an attack against the enemy, showing Cloud that this guy was much better as a friend rather than foe. Though it also stranded him on the roof as soon as the oddly coloured fox had made its leave, the merc would be fine. He had to launch an attack of his own, rushing up closer to the edge of the roof before waving a hand and casting lightning on the jetpack. He hoped enough of it would fuck up the machinery and cause the firefly become no more than a firewalk, a simple man in armor with a flame thrower. If his sword was longer he could probably swing right here and hit the other man, but for Cloud to land a real hit he would have to jump- and he wasn't too confident about landing at this height.

Giving himself room for a running start, Cloud rushed at Firefly and jumped off the ledge. His sword was held above him, quickly slashing down at the armored man. The merc didn't care where it hit, as long as it hit once Cloud would swing again a few times before letting himself fall. He wasn't sure how he'd land but it didn't quite matter, being caught by another or not the merc landed pretty safely. He had to lift his sword back up into position, looking back at the action above. So many people attacking him all at once, what was this dudes plan? Just storm in and burn them all? Hopefully his plan wasn't as stupid as it was turning out to be, it would be a shame if he was just some idiot with fire and man made wings. Either way one blow from his Sword is going to be enough to leave even a tiny opening for another attack. The second that jetpack stops working that man was fucked, so Cloud knows exactly where to aim. Not that he would share the idea with anyone, he needs to keep that pack open for attack. Revealing anything might make him guard it even more, and they didn't have time for that.

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[h1] [color=ed1c24] Lucifer Morningstar[/color][/h1]
Fire ripped its way through the camp with ease, some flame obsessed freak causing quick trouble. It had made everyone scramble to fight the cause of the flames, though Lucifer had other plans. He couldn't be scorched or touched by the heat, it was no sweat off his back as he had been standing in the middle of the chaotic heat. The injured had to be helped before they were engulfed in the fire, and Lucifer wasn't needed right away anyways. With a flap of his wings he was able to get to the people and get them a safe distance away in Seconds. He could only hold one or two at a time so it made it take longer if he had no help, but either way he could get everyone to safety the moment the fires broke out. It didn't help all the explosions and action happening in the sky, a major distraction as he tried to focus his efforts on the helpless. Once again he was shoved back to a helping role, not even trying to rush into the action yet. He had to make sure everyone was okay and safe, the devil easily getting everyone out of the danger zone. Once everyone had been accounted for he had lead them farther away from the fighting, taking note of all the street names and where he was. It was important he knew where he was, dropping the group off somewhere he was confident they could escape or be picked up by paramedics. Before Lucifer left to rejoin the fight he had to make sure one of them had called for medical assistance, not wanting to leave everyone god knows where while injured and near a very heated fight. 

Once satisfied with his deed he had taken flight to the skies and rushed back, not taking very long to get into battle. In fact, he entered the battle by ramming himself into Firefly at [i]full[/i] speed. The moment he was close enough to see the enemy he had rushed towards him, slamming his shoulder into the man. The force had made Lucifer stop, though the same couldn't be said for the poor jetpacked man he threw himself into. The devil had made it just in time for Cloud to finish his attack and fall, coming out of almost nowhere and dealing a simpler one of his own. Lucifer pulled back for some distance while he waited before dealing another blow, wanting to let the others more equipped for fighting to handle it more. Lucky for Luci, none of the man's fire would work on him so staying close was no issue for him. Why be far away when fire doesn't hurt and he can bend metal to his will? The Devil had no fear of this man, he was rather annoyed honestly. Now wasn't the time for wits, everyone was too busy bombarding the poor man with attacks that it didn't matter. Lucifer hung back out of safety and anticipation for another attack from either side.

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