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The sound of blows, coupled with the sight of something zipping out of the tornado at varying angles, circling around, ascending or descending, depending on the angle, before zooming back in prior to the next blow indicated that the fight was not over yet... Up until the tornado dissipated after several minutes.

Izaroth floated opposite from Glacia, the sudden barrage of blows he'd dished out while Glacias was otherwise immobilized inside the Tornado's winds as well as having not only created the tornado and making sure he didn't get caught within it himself, coupled with his prior injuries having taken a toll on his stamina, and it was showing in the rate of his breathing. At this point, if Glacias hadn't been taken down, there was no chance in hell Izaroth would be able to muster any further might.
"And there's my door." Phaethon said, promptly turning on his heel before lobbing the sphere at the ground in the middle of the group, the casing spitting on impact with the ground that released a thick cloud of smoke. Using the resulting discord to his advantage, he swiftly fled the scene.

The smokebomb itself was a lot more problematic than obscured vision though; Said smoke also had mammoth dung mixed into it, the stench of which would basically cause everyone's eyes and nasal hairs to burn, not to mention it would stick to their clothing for weeks.

"Laas, Yah Nir." Resting out of sight to admire his own handiwork, the aura whisper Thu'um allowing him to see the silhouettes of the unlucky people following him gagging on the smoke. As the smoke began to clear, he promptly cast an invisibility spell and left the scene before the victims could regain their composure.
Izaroth naturally had been bought all the time he needed, and with a thumbs up from his free hand to let Blaze know his appreciation, he slammed the arm he was readying the tornado with onto the ground right at the last moment, the motion likely taking Glacias by suprise as he was probably expecting a Ki Blast in lieu of a hurricane.

Taking a second to take a deep breath, Izaroth then leapt into the tornado himself.
"...This bodes ill." Phaethon said, sneaking a glance at the individuals behind him as he walked away from the village.

"Vampire, Thalmor, and the redhead firebrand, plus some other stranger following me. Can't afford to slow down, step out of the open, or make any sudden moves. No doubt the Vampire will act if I try to make a quick exit..." Phaethon thought to himself, slowly reaching beneath his coat and grabbing hold of a fist-sized sphere made of what appeared to be clay.

"Timing is key. Too early or too late, and the Vampire'll no doubt sink his fangs into my neck. Vengeance for killing one of their own, no doubt." The scarlet haired nord thought, as he maintained his present pace while sticking to the road, watching, waiting for one of the others to make a move.

Izaroth naturally went on the evasive to avoid the oncoming Ki Blasts, thinking to himself all the while. Sure he could deflect them, but he'd need to use both hands, and given he's already taken a bit of a trouncing, he'd tire out before long.

"Only got one final trump card to play. Let's hope I'm not downed before I get the chance to use it..." Upon having completed his little internal debate, he then purposely held one arm out as he continued his evasion, swirling it in small circles repeatedly. To those who didn't know better, he'd just seem like he'd snapped, but he was definately up to something.

"Everything's riding on this tornado. Just hope he doesn't catch on."
Naturally, Izaroth only had a split second to react, and try as he might, he could only partially block the blow, the force of it knocking him off balance momentarily, but he promptly reasserted his balance before responding in kind with a powerful knee to the face. Whether or not it actually did any damage was another matter, but Izaroth wasn't going to stop there.

"Victory might be out my reach, but there's nothing there to say I can't give him a concussion!" Izaroth thought to himself as he grabbed hold of Glacia's shoulders, before raising one leg up high and slamming it down hard atop his head.
"...Hoo boy... This is gonna hurt." Izaroth said, waiting for Glacia to cast the first stone.

"At this point, victory is out the window. Now it's down to a case of "How long can I last before he hospitalizes me?", which I wager is about five, ten minutes tops." Izaroth thought to himself as he took a deep breath to calm himself.

"Push comes to shove, I just might have to get mad. At the very least though, the time for holding back is gone." Izaroth said, checking over his left arm, making sure he could actually use it, before locking his gaze back at Glacia.

"Saiyan endurance, don't fail me now."
"...Won't be needing this then. It's dead weight at the moment." Izaroth said to himself as Blaze flew into position, before he discarded his trenchcoat-like Gi completely, throwing it to one side, a black vest being what he was wearing underneath, and the Gi itself hit the ground hard enough to kick up a small dust cloud, suggesting it weighed more than first glance would have you believe. Within seconds of doing that, Izaroth then darted over with previously unseen speed towards the blast Blaze had fired, leaping up from behind it, before giving it a bit more oomph by firing a blast of his own into it, before zipping around to attempt to strike Glacia in the back and hopefully knock him flying into the blast itself, darting away afterwards to charge up a larger Ki blast. It wasn't the vanish technique, but just pure speed.

"Not usually my MO, but it'll have to do, since close quarters'll only do me more harm in the long run. Just hope it doesn't blow up in my face." Izaroth thought to himself, before unleashing the blast at the Frieza clansman. Unlike Blaze, who could probably fire off blasts like that every second, Izaroth needed a bit more time to charge a blast that size without it being unstable, mostly due to lack of practice if anything. A flaw he had no doubt Glacia would catch onto before long.

"At this point, victory isn't going to happen, so we'll just have to settle for actually damaging him."
Something would hit Blaze and subsequently knock her to the ground, but the overall surface area was significantly larger than a fist, and wasn't coming at her with as much force. Upon opening her eyes, she'd see Izaroth stood in front of her, having intercepted the punch with his left hand to shield Blaze in her stead, his back being what had floored her from the recoil... Though the force of it had cracked the bone in his left arm, but he wasn't going to let that slow him down as he responded in kind with a punch from his right, aimed directly at Glacia's face. Whether it hit or missed, he'd take Blaze and vanish away, reappearing away from Glacias.

"This isn't going to work. We're just not ready to fight an opponent of this caliber yet. I'll try and take as many hits as I can for you, but the more damage I take, the more likely it is he's going to hit you in the long run." Izaroth said to Blaze, uncertainty present on his voice.

"I think he was able to dispel your Ki blast there because his own ki currently exceeds yours, and my scouter's reporting a fracture in the arm I used to stop the punch, so he physically outclasses me as well. Long story short, we're leaving here on stretchers at best, and in body bags at worst."

Naturally, the element of suprise had been lost the minute Glacia had attempted to attack Blaze, so Izaroth made sure to give him a taste of his own medicine as he span on his heel, intercepting the leg in mid swing before throwing him away from the two of them, though doing so dislocated his right shoulder, the arm that had stopped the kick, forcing him to switch arms to throw Glacia, the dislocated arm hanging limply at his side.

"Just as I thought, he's strong, alright." He thought to himself, prior to vanishing, reappearing besides Blaze, gripping his right shoulder with his left hand, and forcing the bone back into place, a pained expression on his face as he did so.

"...Never gets any easier." He said as he flexed his arm.

"If you have a shot, take it. Don't worry about me. But don't stray too far; Given you're the least experienced of us, he'll likely be gunning for you above all else."
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