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❄XXXSabriel MegalithXXX❄

When Kira placed his hand on her mouth, Sabriel's mischievous side called loudly for her to lick it while her sensible side implored her to sit still for a minute and not be childish.
The sensible side won resulting in her hovering in place with her hands on her hips as the movement of her wings kicked up a small breeze around them.

Once Kira was done lecturing them and had removed his hand from her mouth, she drifted backwards slightly.
Standing on the ground would have involved my less effort, but she wasn't in the mood to strain her neck.
It had been a long time since she'd last had to look up at normal sized people.

"Last time was your own fault Kira and you know it. There are human children who have the sense enough to understand that rooting through a healers kit is a bad idea. You're VERY lucky that the first potion you drank didn't kill you."

Turning to Oni she fixed him with a steely look, folding her legs up cross-legged below herself and folded her arms across her chest.
"In that case, I can promise you that if you DO slip up and call me midget or anything along those lines again, that my hand is just as likely to slip one night night over your dinner or accompanying beverage."
To be a healer, first, one had to know how to kill a person.
Accompanied by her charm, intelligence and upbringing, these all made her a valuable asset to the Megalith Monarchy.

Closing her eyes, she chewed the inside of her cheek thoughtfully trying to think of something useful that she knew that might be helpful to Kira and Oni - scratch that - THEM get to the bottom of what was happening.
After short time she unfolded her arms and scrubbed her face with her hands before opening her eyes and folding her arms back up again.
"I'm not sure if it helps at all but when Lucas brought us all back from the depths after the fight with Aaron he dismissed us all to do our own thing, but I stayed back because I needed to talk to him.
Before I could, a bunch of guards took him away saying there was something in the dungeons that needed his attention.
Of course you know me, more curious than the most suicidal of cats when given the chance, so I decided to explore and hopefully run into someone who'd provide me with some new clothes."

Uncurling herself she gestured to her current state.
"I lost my things in that giant lake you've got hiding under the city you see and I don't consider what I'm wearing as entirely suitable for trying to sneak around"
To Kira, Sabriel's unkempt appearance should have seemed odd because he normally only ever saw her immaculately put together.
Naturally her height caused some issues when it came to finding items that fit so she usually got most of her things custom made or altered to fit her tiny frame, unless she brought it to the human realms with her from Rémsi Sí.

Drawing on her preexisting notions of heaven and hell based off of human stories.
"Unless…"
Smiling cattily at both of the men, her fey features assumed the expression eerily well.
"Unless there some cherub's room nearby or Captain Brimstone there can snap his figures and summon an imp or something?"

As Sabriel asked if Oni was able to summon an imp the King of Hell would focus in on one word specifically, summon. His eyes would glaze over and a somber look would spread over his face. "Are you trying to make fun of me? Make fun of my pain? Of what I've lost?" His voice was low and filled with pain. His somber look was replaced with that of anger as his half dead eyes focused in on Sabriel. "Just who the ******** do you think you are!"

The King of Hell would push off the ground and dash towards Sabriel as he reached for the scythe on his back. The Fairy Queen had unintentionally hit Oni's biggest sore spot. The ex-summoner had fallen into a depressed rage just from hearing the word summon being direct towards him. Once Sabriel was within range of his scythe Oni would slash at her. While there wasn't any killing intent in the attack, it was clear that Oni wasn't playing around. If either of them were to look close enough they would see tears forming in the King of Hell's eyes.

Kira would stop once he heard Oni pipe up, he could feel the emotion's bursting as if held from a dam, needless to say, something bad was about to transpire. It was one thing to be consumed by rage, grief on the other hand, was another force all together, one Kira knew of as well. Kira would pivot on his heels, and watch Sabriel escape to the air, that was at least one good thing, but Oni more then likely wasn't gonna stop. "That mouth..."

Kira would bear his canine's towards Oni as he would see the swing coming he would turn his back, to face the way the edge of the polearm was. "She deserve's to be scared for that, but..." steping forward again, Kira's hand's griped the shaft of the ruler's weapon, and made the swing stop dead in it's tracks."She had no idea, nor i, Compose your self otherwise you mock those that got you this far!" Stepping once more Kira would shoulder block Oni just enough to either make him stagger to his senses or release his grip on his weapon and send him to the ground for the moment.

'Dammit, he's an emotional wreck, and chance's are Sabriel won't let up either, if these two can't work together...i can't think like that.' Kira would shout out to Sabriel, as he turned his head slightly to have at least one eye to see her. "You had no idea, granted, drop it as it is, you of all people know the stakes, please Sab, put a lid on it for the time being ok?" Kira was gonna play it cool for the time being, he didn't have much choice in the matter.

Kira would look back and forth between the two, it was evident thing's were going from bad to worse, the hot head was being the calm one, not really one of his better roles, but granted he didn't have much of a choice in this aspect, but before he could worry about his own team, he would catch the scent of something's he wasn't to thrilled about. "Aww man, company...Oni, now i need ya man, pull it together." Releasing Oni's weapon, Kira would take a few steps back,

Facing the hall way where the enemy company was, he would turn to face Oni and Sabriel. "We can settle everything later, hell i'll even let ya slug me one, but for right now, Oni, take my blind spot, and watch the flank's, Sabriel, can you hover up, see what happens if you can find opening's take em, for now, stay safe, and let me and Oni take the frontline."

Turning back towards the company, Kira would let himself be known, hopefully they would focus on him instead of Oni or Sabriel. "I am Kira Skyra of the Vanguards of Heaven, reveal your name's and purose to me and my companion's, otherwise, i will drag you all kicking and screaming back to bootcamp if i must." Kira didn't have much choice for now, with Oni and Sabriel on needless to say tough edge's, he had to act more carefully then normal.

'Great, not only is our cover blown, not like there was much to begin with, now i've got a emotional hot head, and a medic without a med kit, i'm gonna need to play these next cards right, one slip, and that'll mean this mission's a failure, i sure hope Oni and Sabriel can work together, otherwise...we'll lose in vain.' He knew the stakes, it was gonna get rough from here on out it appeared.

❄XXXSabriel MegalithXXX❄

Looking up along the hallway in the direction of the flock of angels that were gathered there, Sabriel's shoulders sagged.
"Me and my big mouth."

Putting her hands on her utility belt at the front where it was clasped by a simple rectangular shaped buckle engraved with a pattern of snowflakes (her personal symbol and nod her her Megalith code name "Winter") the fairy ran a mental check list of the things she still had on her.
She was down a rejuvenation potion - that had gone to Lucas after she'd gotten out of the lake - and a general healing potion - that had gone to some guy in Lucas' vanguard. Winston… Wilson… Wylie… WYNDOM! That was it.
Her fingertips traveling over the leather flap of her fairy darts case made her bite her bottom lip, because even though they were easy to make she liked trying to collect her darts back from her targets. This meant that the one she'd lost to Aaron's wall of ice before she'd fainted underground would be missed as it was one of the first she'd ever made.
Pouch by pouch her hands travelled until they met behind her back as she watched the angels gathered at the other end of the hall who appeared to waiting for them to make the first move.

Her check done, her hands returned to her sides, each one holding a small pottery ball about the size of a walnut.
The ball in her right hand was covered in a yellowish glaze with a loose black spiral travelling around it from bottom to top and the second ball covered in a lavender glaze with grey marbling through it was in her left hand.
"Guys… We don't have to fight them…"

He'd look at the guards again and start going through his battle plan, it was gonna be not to difficult if no more reinforcement's show, but how were they gonna get around this madness, no sooner Sabriel would speak up, and have something in her hand's she was an assassin after all. "And escaping is not an option, we're smack in the middle of the enemy stronghold, needless to say, running is out of the question, we can only hope- eh?"

Turning his head back around he would hear that voice again, distorted, and with no way of figuring out who it is, but there was one thing that was clear, it was the same enemy, he had the same speech pattern, and more so, the same goal. "Hope that we don't hurt them to badly..."

Kira would bite his left thumb as he looked highly annoyed, out played again in this little game of chest. 'Damn, if we could have gotten Imperius, that would have been one hell of a move and would have put us in a great spot to take the king, but now, we're backed into a corner, and back to where i started when i got here.' Thinking to himself, he knew right now they were in bad straits, but even if they needed not to be caught, he wasn't gonna just let it happen, again.

"...That speech pattern, it's the same guy i been after huh, oh well, and since running is out of the question..." Kira would put his right hand on his neck and twist it slightly as a couple pops could be heard, and a grin would creep along his lips. "I'll rush ahead, and engage the center, and try to split their forces, Sabriel, whatever you've planed, you try to hit the larger cluster with taking them out of the fight, Oni, you do what you think you can handle, worse case, i will open a gate for escape, but for now, we need to make our stand cause..."

Kira would take his right hand over to his sword and twist the grip, the belt's along the blade that held it in place would release the mighty edge, bringing the sword in front of him and putting his right foot behind, as his left hand reached for the lower part of the grip. "Hell, my home, or Sabriel's, will be crushed under the might of this corrupt lord, even if our forces came together, the amount of power this place holds is endless, thus, we stand in their way...Oni, Sabriel, Let's rock and roll!"

Kira would dash forward towards the group of angel's, and roughly 15 feet away he would leap into the air, his target was the middle of the enemy group, this was Kira's kinda fight, spinning his sword in a reverse grip, he would come down like a bolt of lightning, in this case, flame! igniting the blade he would attempt to come down and impale the floor. The moment he would land, flames would erupt from the sword in 360 degrees to try and send the angels to the ground or at least spread them out, the rest would be up to Oni and Sabriel.

Oni would turn to watch as Kira charged in head first. "If you rank and file soldiers think your even strong enough to make me move from this spot; then I will send you all to your deaths rather quickly." While this was just an intimidation technique, Oni wasn't sure just how much help he was going to be in his physically weakened state. As Angel [7] aimed to attack Kira's back Oni would pull the scythe from his back and in one fluid motion throw it forward.

The scythe was spinning with the blade moving in an upward motion, due to the underhanded throw forward and up towards the angel, although Oni didn't expect the scythe to hit. The King of Hell was now unarmed, and seemingly unprotected aside from his dragon scale armor. "Why don't you boys come play in the big fish's pond? If the seven of you can beat me then the other two shouldn't be much of a problem. But if you waste all of your energy fighting them, then I will be able to take all of you out with my eyes closed." Unless they were to attack him directly Oni wouldn't be much help. His mobility was lower than usual, as was his strength. He could barely play offense, let alone do much to support anyone since he has no magic to speak of. The only way he was going to be useful was by serving as a distraction and having Kira and Sabriel strike while the focus of the angels was on him.