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[h1][center][color=yellow]Suzuya Kuzunoha[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

For once Suzuya and Burning Heart felt something approaching harmony. The Grimoire was doing the heavy lifting and Suzuya was hesitant still, but both found the idea of fighting alongside Lilac Shimmer to be something they wanted. 

Though the prospect of holding hands rendered both eastern personalities blushing and hesitating, culture overcoming warrior mindset as they left the Lilac to bounce along the walls rather then meeting hands in the middle. The heat of the moment was one thing, but that kind of coordination would fluster any maiden. She was fairly certain the actual Tomoe Gozen wouldn't have been so brazen with her husband!

She was still grouned, waiting for her senior to finish her attack before drawing more weapons when a searing flash of light erupted from behind her, overpowering her own naturally intense illumination to make her flinch. But even as her eyes screwed shut she could hear Lilac crash as though swatted from the air by a physical force-

[color=yellow][i]When did I move?[/i][/color] 

Suzuya inhaled, lungs filling and eyes opening to find she was not where she was standing before and there was a naginata in hand. Though she'd barely claimed any heads since transforming the wood felt aflame against her palms, her grimoire erupting with negativity towards Camelot as she brandished her sword at an ally. The girl wanted to turn away and check on Lilac, but Burning Heart was both girdle and cage, keeping her focused entirely on the one threatening them as her tails thrashed angrily, tips flashing with steel waiting to be drawn.


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[h1][center][color=C71585]Roma Bhakti[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

Tsubasa would readily concede she enjoyed the feeling of being carried in the arms of so venerable a knight, but her dignity was unflappable and she hadn't the emotion to pout at being set upon her feet. She had already experienced Excalibur's radiance before and found it as comforting as ever, but it wouldn't distract her from summoning her minions back to her side. With a splash, a crackle, and a snap of ice that flanked Camelot, expressions rigid in barely held neutrality. 

As Camelot was eager to attest to, the Pageless would not lift a claw against them. Something that Roma would have rather not been seen but it wasn't like there was any use denying it now. In one hand materialized a gold tipped smoking pipe, and in the other was a fan of plated gold. The former lit with a puff of magic and she drew deep while she idly fanned herself in Tesni's direction. 

[color=C71585]"Perhaps you see now that this is partially what I meant by your Evolution growing stagnant. What you see before you is but a triffle of what I and any like me can accomplish if one simply matures beyond the yolk of eternal childhood. The Pageless are indeed being of destruction, but they are not mindless. They are instinctual beings, or in a word, beasts. An animal does not fear the tools of man even if they kill with the ease of a gun or bomb, but they can respect the power."[/color] 

[color=C71585]"Understanding is the first step to begin and end conflict. Know your enemy to fight them, and love them to make them an enemy no more."[/color] A long exhale, smoke billowing from her lips to drift to the clouds above, eyes lazily drifting to the Apex Pageless somewhere over yonder vainly struggle to pluck the false angel's wings. Her gaze turned back to earth, where Pageless cowered in unity while Magical Girls all turned upon each other with barely restrained murder in their eyes. 

[color=C71585]"I believe I can manage to stand now, Dame Knight. Contrary to your estimation of me, I am not the frail child who hid behind their sempai's skirt I once was."[/color] The impossibly tall Magical Girl slipped Camelot's arms with the grace of an Eel, pipe now lowered and fan drawn still as she moved halfway between herself and Dynast Queen. [color=C71585]"It is important to know, when I speak of understanding, it is for both sides. The Pageless know only hunger, and so one must demonstrate their own to hope for even a fraction of a chance."[/color] 
 
[color=C71585]"And if the Monkey King desires a conclusion to their story, I will devour the Wheel of Samsara and demonstrate to this world the Moonlit Path to a new tomorrow."[/color]