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Athena yelped. "What the hell?!" she demanded. Well, more like screamed so as to be heard, holding on for dear life. She was suddenly very glad that she was a yokai. She began to follow Ialo's order, though it was hard as he shot up in the air, climbing carefully up in a shimmying fashion to get to his horns, and when she got there, she found herself now covered in his blood.

Grabbing onto his horns and tearing up because of all the air that was rushing into her eyes, she held on for all she was worth. She wanted to ask if he was okay, but she didn't want to distract him.

Greeeeat, now there were more people crowding HIS airspace.... Ialo grumbled incoherently when he felt Athena crawl to up to his horns, resting right at the point where his head met his neck. Hopefully, she was holding on tight.

Ialo rose higher into the air, then suddenly swooped down, the air whistling as his wings sliced through, and his long thin tail gently keeping the rest of his body on track through the air.

He couldn't tackle Lazareth, the hell dragon was on friggin fire... but that was alright. Ialo inhaled, and roared. As he did, clouds began to form overhead, rotating counterclockwise in an ominous fashion. Thunder bellowed and lightning flashed overhead, and torrents of rain began to fall.

Death Valley was host to a hurricane.

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Lin blushed brightly and looked down at the ground as she tucked a strand of hair behind her pointed ear. "Ww... well, yes. She has beautiful green hair, and her voice is enchanting. I love that all of my sisters are so different. It is more fun to spend time with them as a group since everyone is so different."

So concentrated was she on not falling off, that Athena didn't even notice the storm or the blood-rain. She nodded vaguely when Ialo mentioned that she had to help in some way--but how?

Spying Danni riding on Zapporo, she muttered a generic weather charm to try and protect the carpet from the weather she was just now noticing. Then, she chanted a summoning spell, a call that would be sent to Adolf. He would be able to choose whether to come or not. When he came, he would be directly below wherever Athena was, on the ground.

He would fight, she knew it. After all, she was in need of his help.

{{Hmmm... Maybe it will work on another day!}}

Lin arched an eyebrow at Ambrose and grinned. "Why Ambrose, are you being sincere or facetious?" She laughed softly.

'Don't DIE?' For some reason, this struck a chord with Ialo, and he began to laugh again, just like he had in the basement of the school. It was eerie maniacal laughter, closing in on psychotic. "I'M NOT THE ONE DYING TONIGHT!!" he roared aloud.

There it was, Riser's curse overtaking his dragon form. Ialo's cerulean blue scales turned several shades darker, into a deep steely blue. The scales even changes shape slightly, becoming pointed and serrated at the edges. His horns and claws went from snowy white to obsidian, and similarly shaded spiked erupting from his forearms, from the tips of his wings, and down his tail. His eyes were completely black, save for thinly slitted red pupils.

Tonight, his mind was bent on release. Not revenge, no, he was saving that for Setsuka. Tonight, Ialo wanted release - release from this heavy, heartbreaking burden, release from being trapped, manipulated, his free will stolen and destroyed. He wanted release from being forced to watch Danni fight for her life and future without his help, release from the mind-numbing tedium of school duties, and release from holding in his powers for so long.

He was going to ******** massacre these demons.

Athena stared. "I-ialo?" she asked, but her voice was lost to the wind. He was changing colors, and she knew that normally that didn't mean something good--not when white went to black. It was cliche, but it was the simple truth. She held on tightly, leaning forwards so that her body was aligned with his head, and she found it easier there.

She enjoyed the feel, admittedly, of the whole thing, but that was such a fleeting thought that it never even took root. She was too pumped with adrenaline from holding on and trying to see what she can do to help. On a whim, she chanted a fireproofing spell--just in case. It spread to encompass Ialo's whole body.

But Ialo was there, right behind Danni, with his own magic. He wasn't nearly strong enough to go head-to-head with Satan with black magic, but as a dragon, he had his own brand of extremely potent elemental magic.

The now-dark blue dragon reached out and grasped the back of Danni's cloak. Both of them become mist, lost in the bloody rain.

It was so risky, to dart that close to Satan. Ialo could feel his breath catch merely from being in that close proximity, the pressure of the Devil's aura.

But he had to, he had to do his part to protect Danni. She was his student, dammit! HIS! NOBODY messed with what was his. Not his woman, not his student, not his school... The list went on of thing declared discreetly off-limits.