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Well, thought Sparrow, as he slowly straightened, the shadows of his scythe melting away into the ground and curling back up his legs. At least it wasn't the hunters attacking.

Positivity, yes. Positivity. Thought he couldn't help but feel a growing sense of apprehension building in his stomach. Still, he gripped the handle of the scythe as tightly as he dared, a grim smirk touching his lips as he lifted it above his shoulder.

"The time for playing nice is over, I suppose."

And with that he swung the weapon around, trailing shadows.

And just like that, the next opponent came into view. As with previous times, this one was larger, and Shun could assume that it was also more powerful. Letting out a breath, he straightened himself back up.

"Not over yet," he muttered under his breathe before rushing forth. The small lull that had overcome them apparently gave time for some of his muscles to grow sore from all the fighting they had been doing. Regardless, he pushed through, running up to sink his blades into the creature's body. It soon threw him back, hard.

"Kuso... this one hits harder than its smaller cousins," he hissed between his teeth.


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Satisfied that he'd done at least a little damage, Sparrow took a step back, spinning the scythe around in his gloved hands. Considering that his first priority was less about destroying the monster and more about keeping the others safe, he moved a little sideways, casually swinging the enormous scythe up and streaking shadows alongside it.

"You guys all right?" he asked Mot, which he hoped was the right name, as he'd only met the reaper once or twice before. There was a ghoul with him, though Sparrow did not know her name. He gave her an encouraging smile, however.

Things were quickly getting back into the swing of things. Shun nodded to Mot approvingly as he caught sight of the cowboy working to help Poke get back into fighting condition.

Returning his focus back onto the big shadow creature, he ran back up and stabbed and slashed the creature repeatedly before he was knocked back once more. It hurt, and while a blow like that would have normally taken him down by this point, he pushed himself back to his feet.

"I'm not dead yet," he hissed to the shadow, gripping his daggers tightly.

Nuk had vanished. Where to, only he could have said. Poke had dripped over his prone body, shouted something back at him, but he was already gone, black fur disappearing in the deep, swirling mass of shadow which crashed like a wave over the school grounds, swallowing the students like the tide threatening to drag them out to sea. Although the students fought the wave which ebbed only to grow stronger like the incoming tide, he did not reappear, whether because he was deaf to the pain of his fellow students, or because he was too far away to hear them.

When he finally returned, he was human again, naked but for leather-strung bear claws wound about one upper arm, and the wolf-teeth and feather necklace which sported his skull pin around his neck. He didn't seem particularly perturbed by his nakedness; instead, it was the fight itself which seemed to be distressing the monster, his eyebrows knitted together in a dark, almost lost sort of stare, as if he was unsure of what he should do. Flicking his eyes to the gate, he eyed the creature unfurl itself, towering over even the tallest student, nothingness echoed in it's glowing regard.

(Nuk is a shield! :3 If anyone needs protecting, plz don't hesitate to quote me! I will likely be going to bed within the hour, however I will be back around 5pm EST tomorrow~)

Again, someone else came over to offer her assistance, which happened to be the fallen angel form before. "yes, much." She replied, able to get back to her feet.

But just as she was starting to recover...of course, another b*****d came to attack. This one was ALOT bigger, and even the dragon seemed slack jawed for a moment, before her eyes narrowed angrily.

"Jack dam you piece of s**t!" She bellowed, knowing it was going to take ages to bring it down. But she then felt a cool chill wash over her scales. Molan seemed to be up again, not to mention another reaper who was making sure the shadows didn't get near. Mot then gave her a very much needed boost, and she strained up feeling much better then before.

"Thanks everyone, I'm going to beat the crap out of this guy now." She revealed her sharp teeth at the beast, the water forming between her jaws and then hurtled towards the giant shadowling.

It was then Nuk made another timely appearance, only to revert to his humanoid form, which made Poke pause and realize...the guy wasn't wearing any pants.

Now, she knew modesty. And generally when she reverted, she was with all her clothes intact. So it was strange to see Nuk just...stand there. Was she staring at his a**? Most likey.

"Okay, Nuk, I can see you are amazing and you have a nice a**. I'm sure the shadow thing thinks you have a nice a** too, but for jacks sake, PUT SOME JACKING PANTS ON!"

The dragon didn't have time to be oogling at naked boils.

Mot kept a frantic eye out for anyone in need of healing. Sparrow came into view, and when he could spare a moment, the long haired cowboil ushered him to the side for a quick heal.

....a...very small, quick heal.

"Um... it is not my most effective attempt but..."

Sorry, Sparrow. he tried.

Rosc was there to catch Sin as she was thrown away from the new foe, not about to let her fall. He'd never allow that if he could help it. The shockwave had sent him falling to his knees soon after healing the dragon ghoul, he'd managed to give her a small nod before he was felled, his knees hurting when he'd stood and rushed over to catch his ghoulfriend.
Fear of losing her... He beat down that thought and squeezed her tight as he did his best to heal some of the damage that had been done.

His hug was warm and strong, the soft healing mist enveloping her like a soft blanket.
"Be careful, please," Rosc whispered in her ear, a note of pleading in his tone. But he hadn't told her not to fight, hadn't told her to keep back. Someone else might have. He might even have, once upon a time. But not now. He knew what Sin wanted, who she wanted to be. She wanted to be brave enough to fight with the others, to stand and protect their home, her friends. He wouldn't stop her, couldn't even if he wanted to.
All he asked was that she be careful.