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((Yeah that would be good. Damn you gravity! I blame you for my lack of flying! **Shakes fist** ))

Luna looked down towards Ivy as Alucard took them all away. She sat and thought for a moment. She had a feeling the woman would be alright on her own. She had given even her some troubles so she didn't doubt her ability.
The black feline sat and just continued thinking as the bats carried her. She seemed to go through moments where she was confused with what was going on. It was probably due to the fact that she had broken the bond when she helped the others.

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((I take it November is headed off with the group too? Or should she stay with ivy?))

Some of those eyes were distracted, while the majority of them flew after the flying team. That was then the portal below them rippled slightly, distorting the constant soft red glow that it emitted. A blue lightning bolt shot forth from one section of the portal, zapping a few eyeballs and making them pop like gorey balloons. What followed the bolt was a blue streak of electrical energy, slashing through the many swarms flying around the castle.

It seemed to be fixed on killing the enemy swarms, and not the team, giving them a high chance to get away safely. It also acted as a lightning rod, attracting the huge red bolts to strike it instead of everything else. Those red bolts were countered by blue bolts, making purple flashes.

Dag didn't have control of lightning like this thing did, so what or who was this streak of blue lightning?

Ivy saw what was happening and she stood in her place for a moment, then shot flames at the eyes that the bolts were missing, watching them fall to nothing but ashes.

"Who is helping us? could it be Dag?" She asked herself in her mind.

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Serenity was now walking back in the shadows that were further down the hall, she noticed Veria and November walking and she ran further down before asking this group of Shadow demons to set up in front of them (same as the first). The Shadow demons did as commanded and covered a good portion of the hall in shadows, making it seem that the place they were going to walk through was already distroyed.

"That sounds like a good idea!"

Both Spearhead and Mazz landed at the same time in a room slightly larger than the others they'd seen so far. They watched the Lightning Wars above when they did.

That blue streak then went up into the sky, creating a storm that rotated the opposite direction from the present storm. Black and blue mingled with black and red, creating black and purple clouds. Red bolts clashed against blue. Now it was safe to fly, apparently.

The blue streak came back down from being hidden by the thick storm clouds, and stopped short, negating the blue aura in a sudden flash and thunderclap. Black feathers flew everywhere.

Even with the bolts waging war against each other, it was hard to tell who or what it really was, save for it had feathered wings, a humanoid body, and a huge scythe for a weapon.

Each time the bolts clashed, a demon swarm died.

The silhouette was suddenly struck by a blue bolt, and when the blue bolt vanished, the silhouette was gone. Another blue bolt struck the top of the room that the heroes had landed in. Whatever it was... was on the roof.

"Hm... I think I know this guy."

"Then who is he?"

"Gabriel Whiteshadow. A fallen angel with full control of Storm Magic. Also known as a Thunder Demon."

At the name, another blue bolt struck, and there he was, in the room with them. He wore a priest's garb, basically dressed in black. Blood-red eyes scrutinized what was in front of him, as his supernatural complexion, porcelain pale skin, and bone-white hair gave him away as something unnatural immediately. His scythe was still in hand.

He folded his wings, "So THIS is the raiding party that Daggerfang had told me about. Seems I am needed once again."

The voice was flat, and had a slight accent. He responded again, this time with a question, "Who are all of you? He did not give any names."

"I know who YOU are. Nice to see you again."

Mazz said with a sneer, "Nice to see you again also."

Gabriel smirked slightly, a corner of his black lips curving upward a little, "Still sore about that event?"

"... And humiliated."

"Well good, some humility is good for you, especially for a creature as cocky as you are."

Mazz glowered, then grinned, "I could say the same for you, reckless one."

Gabriel just cut him in half vertically with his scythe, flicking the gore off easily. He quietly turned to everyone else, "Well, let's get started. Dag won't be back until later. He still had some bone to pick with a... Legion. Whatever that is."

His scythe was put away. The bones that decorated the scythe's shaft literally spelled its name: Hell's Fang. Human bones and skulls, demon bones and skulls, and even some unknown bones and skulls made up the macabre decorations on the scythe. When he moved, they clinked together like a demented windchime, sounding the funeral dirge for anyone that came across his path.

Mazz managed to pull himself together, and growl at Gabriel, "One of these days, I'm going to shatter that weapon, quarter-human!"

"Yes, one of these days. When will that be? Tomorrow? Next year? Several thousand years from now? Schedule a time and I'll meet it."

"... You're a b*****d."

That got a chuckle from the fallen angel. He eventually introduced himself to the group formally, and not with Mazz's help, "I am Gabriel Whiteshadow, at your service."

"Ah yes. Fearless Angel. This room indeed houses it, but it's in a pocket dimension. We need to activate said dimension. The code is in this room."

He walked past the group, then observed the walls. There seemed to be nothing on them. That is... until he slammed the butt of the scythe three times in the middle of the room. Thousands and thousands of numbers scratched themselves into the stone, glowing an angry red as it did so. They were all over the walls... the floor... and the ceiling, in no particular order, and almost scrunched together.

"Here we go. Now to decipher what these numbers really mean."

"Yer nuts! We'll be here fer eternity by the time we get this solved!"

Gabriel rose a pale brow at Spearhead, "There's a trick to this. Definitely a pattern. Help me out with this."

This was hell. If they didn't get this code cracked soon, they'd be swarmed by foes!

(( No. That's the sword's name. XD ))