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As the blades came acrose his skin it sounded like mettle agenst mettle . There as not wound nothing. " What part of Yawgmoth's skin don't you understand! " He said as his tail wiped around her and started to peace her back. His eyes glowed a red tent then he grabed one of the legs that ws wrapped around his body and brout his fist down in a hammer like faction hoping to snap the icey bone in half. his hands where not as strong as his feet but still they held some force behind them.

" his skin is my skin." He said a his tail that went in to her back went deeper. This ment he was around her spine with his tail. and then there was a pop and her body went limp. " I told you, this little demon mens nothing to me. " He said as her body fell off of him and he held her spin in his tail. then he bent down and garbed her body and headed back to the bar. The body was slung over his shoulder as he left .

((OOC: This was okayed by her she was leaving the guild and she wanted me to kill her off so I did. ))

Angel walked into the battle dome. It had been so long since she'd been here. With Zero tucked away with the children she could work on her routines. She had been rusty and she knew this all too well. Somewhat ashamed she promised herself it wouldn't happen again.

Her mind drifted back to her lessons with Leon, Cloud, Vinnie and her beloved Zero. They all taught her something...but she alone was able to draw them all together to create a deadly dance of the crimson haired vampiress who had become such a strong warrior that she had the ability to face foes as strong as Crow, Corvas, Trigon and Yawgmoth.

Slithering upon a fallen column came the familiar oil like liquid. It bubbled for a moment before rising up and gathering into one large liquid mass. The mass became a solid slowly, the solid of course, the humanoid form of Yawgmoth with his arms crossed over his chest. Yawgmoth wore nothing but shiny black boots and loose fitting black pants. Shirtless as always. Without weapons as usual. He waited for the Archangel to show. Today was the day.

Yawgmoth's eyes squinted at the bright flashes but still Yawgmoth was able to see that the Archangel shed his weapons. Good, this meant Yawgmoth did not have to waste time summoning his battle axe, The Purger, to the field to use. If the archangel was going to go all out with physical and magical abilities then this would be far more entertaining than weaponry. Yawgmoth tilted his head for a moment before the Dark King began to speak. "We are not going to patronize you in any way Mister Ryan. If you feared our power before you are going to be in for quite a shock. Until now we have been walking around at exactly one percent of our maximum output. For you, for this fight, we extend that to fifty percent. Using anything less would be too little, anything more would be too much. At least, until you prove us otherwise reasons why we should use more. If you plan to attack us while we're gathering the power be our guest." Yawgmoth finished. Uncrossing his arms the Dark King began his show. A large purple aura spanned out from his body creating a large spherical shape around him with about a 20 foot radius from his body. The shield was to attempt to stop any attack Ryan may or may not make while he gathered the energy to raise his power output to fifty percent. If Ryan were feeling out for his energy he would feel it rapidly rising at an alarming rate.

Yawgmoth said nothing but thought, that he had survived so many beings, Ryan would be no different. Since it didn't seem like Ryan was going to outright attack Yawgmoth this meant he was free to push his power to its designated output. The sky above started to draw on the large dark energy and from it black clouds slowly coated the sky above. Purple lightning bolts danced in between the clouds with thunderous bangs. Yawgmoth's energy peaked to his desire of fifty percent and with it the Dark King expelled a large demonic roar that blasted his energy sphere outward with a violent forcing shove. The storm clouds thunderbolts jolted down to the ground around him dancing along funnel clouds that were nearing the ground to attain tornado status. Yet the storm calmed. The darkened storm clouds remained but they too were slowly breaking apart. The large purple aura directly around Yawgmoth's body was now gone. An aura of pure black evil pulsated in a wide array around him. Since Ryan had been nice enough to wait for his peak and his energy to reach its fifty percent limit. Yawgmoth would allow Ryans energy to do the same to get to whatever goal he intended to attain.