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((The Hellspawn are already attacking? How does Zack know there nature? They can't sit still for very long. Anyway, I wanted Saint Dane to make a grand appearance when they were in the town, but, never mind.))

Saint Dane was a little annoyed. The Hellspawn had disobeyed his orders, they were supposed to wait. Shaking his head, Saint Dane summoned a dark portal and teleported right in front of Erik.

Erik was a little surprised to see Saint Dane come out of no where. Okay, surprised isn't the right term. Scared Shitless is probably what Erik would have said. But his surprise lasted a second, until he remembered who he was dealing with. "You. Saint Dane." Erik drew his sword. He knew Saint Dane was there to kill him. Again.

Saint Dane smiled. "You remember me. It is good to see that Death has not ravaged your memory. By the way, you can put the little pinprick of a sword away. I am not here to fight.
Erik laughed. "Bullshit! We all know your here to kill us all. No use trying to hide it!"

"You still do not trust me? Oh well. I guess I don't deserve your trust. But, look! See the town? It has already fallen! The town is mine! And soon, the world will follow!" With that parting statement, Saint Dane teleported off again.

"Dammit! I should have seen this coming." Erik's mind snapped to work figuring out a plan. Then he remembered: If you can find a flag, then the town has yet to fall. He looked, and he saw it: The flag was still flying. Then he saw Valencia, looking more like a demon then before.All right, one half-demon, about 200 Hellspawn, and the Officer in charge. As for me, I've got me, two people who don't respect me, and four people who are too busy falling in love to figure out what the hell's going on. Just a Typical Saturday... "Listen up! We don't have much time. The Hellspawn has an advantage in numbers, plus, they've taken most of the city. Also, I spy our good friend Valencia. But, we can take this town back. Valencia is our first target. She's way more powerful then before... James, Lelia, Atrum, you guys go after Valencia."I have to split them like this, or I'm going to have a tactical disaster on my hands. "Everyone else, with me. We'll draw away the Hellspawn's attention so the other guys can handle Valencia. Let's move!"

(( Was that my answer? >n< Never mind. By ear it is! ))

At Saint Dane's entrance, Atrum grabbed his bow and set his hand aglow. The light-wielder had never seen someone that looked or felt so powerful. Not to mention he appeared out of nowhere and almost gave the boy a heart attack. but as soon as the villain appeared he had left, leaving them to fight 200 demons and a crazy she demon.
The boy kept his bow out, shotting a couple arrows at the hellspawn before cuing in on Erik's commands. He was splitting them up already? He knew it was more efficient that way, but it just didn't seem right.
Atrum gave Erik an incredulous look before looking towards Valencia. He had never seen her look so... demonic. The then boy looked to Rayne, making sure she was alright. He didn't like being separated from her, it seemed like she was too far away when she wasn't right next to him.
The boy gulped and tried to look to the bright side of things. She had Zach with her, and Erik and... Atrum just couldn't get himself to feel better about the way this was going so far.
Splitting up the people that would distract each other was smart, but had it's downside. He just hoped Erik made the right choice.

When Valencia saw that she was being chased after, the half-demon grinned. It was time for her revenge. And look at that! They had split up. That made it easier for her to pick the little group off in her eyes.
With a grin, the female sprang up, her wings keeping her afloat. "Hey boys! It looks like you've come to me this time!" She couldn't believe her luck.
Now who to pick down first. Strategically, If she went for the boy, it be an easier kill, but his little bodyguards wouldn't allow that.
James could freeze her in time, so going straight after him wasn't a bright idea. So Leila it was, the fire wielder if she remembered correctly. "Alright girly. I haven't seen what you can do yet. Show me what you're got!" The she demon didn't start out slowly. She had a power in this form that wasn't an element. Speed.
She was behind Leila before you could bat an eyelash. With a his and a swipe of her claws she aimed for the girl's neck, hoping for an immediate kill.

Valencia spun around, back on her feet in an instant. Looks like she was stuck fighting this one agian. "You think speed is the only thing I gained?" The blonde humphed and covered her arms in darkness, it fit like a second skin and created a pair if inky black gloves. "I have a few more tricks up my sleeves sweetie."
Valencia hovered a few feet off of the ground. This time would be much different. She had traded half of her lifespan for this gift from satan himself. It had better be good, she'd been saving this gift for a few years now.
Holding out her gloved hands, darkness blasted out of her launching itself at Erik. The she-demon laughed, impressed already. She flew above Erik and the elementals, shooting blasts of dark magic at Erik and the group that was sent after her. The blasts were black, almost purple, and tinted a strange red color that spread once the attack hit.
That red was the magic that was zapped the victim of their power, leaving them open for a head on attack, or another blast if one wasn't enough.
And there were more than enough to go around. A machine gun wasn't fast enough to keep up with the blasts coming from the she-demon. Valencia cackled as her attack marred the already crumbling city. This was a lovely way to finish these brats off.
Atrum shielded his face from the darkness that Valencia was pounding them with. He closed his eyes and commanded his light to protect he and his group from the balls of dark magic. The light shielded them all, doing as it was told. But it shimmered and cracked as the energy hit it.
"No! These have to stay put!" Atrum put his own willpower into the huge shield, and let out a frustrated cry when he felt pieces of what the shield was feeling. It was being pummeled by every bit of magic Valencia threw at them.
"You have to stay up!" He whispered these words, he had never used so much magical energy before. The light itself was strong, an element that was almost unmatched if used correctly. But Atrum wasn't a conditioned fighter, and felt himself faulter as he struggled to keep his light up. "Please, please stay up." The light dwindled before glowing once more. It was intact for once more.
"We have to stop her from using that attack! I-" Atrum stopped talking as the light shimmered away. The boy glared and put the shield back into place. "I can't keep this up much longer."

Lonesome was almost done with his book when he heard a scream outside. Sighing the half-demon got up and walked to the window. All outside demons were attacking in huge numbers. "Well this is going to end well I bet." he muttered grabbing his cloak and pulling it over his head to hide the symbols of his demon lineage. Opening the window he jumped to the ground outside and looked about to see if he could help in any way. He heard a snarl on his left and as he turned to face his opponent he withdrew his sword. At least that was what was suppose to happen, he had forgotten his sword in his room. "Great, I was hoping not to use my powers." he muttered as the demon came at him. Lonesome was going to fight the thing fairly with a sword but now that he had to use his powers he decided to not play around. He looked at the demon and wind began to lift the thing into the air, it was about to scream for back up when it's throat was slit. He walked up to the demon and examined it, no it wasn't his father nor anything that resembled his father. "Thats good at least." he muttered as he turned to survey the carnage that the demons were causing. A group of demons were surrounding a group of women when the women found themselves showered by blood and surrounded by headless demonic corpses as well as a bit of a gust around them. He smiled glad that the years of practicing the ability to concentrate wind into such a speed that it became like a thin blade.

Floating into his room again he grabbed his sword and went back outside. Once back outside a group of four demons attacked him. He drew his blade and waved his hand as if dismissing them. The group found themselves with only two left all of sudden as two were flung like rag dolls fives yards away with skull and brain fragments upon the wall which they hit. As the remaining two attacked he parried one strike and sidestepped another. He danced around them, his blade his partner, and waited for an opening. Finally one demon stepped in front of the other thinking Lonesome was going to go the other way when all of a sudden it found his blade in it's throat and pushed into it's ally, thus creating another opening for Lonesome. The demon stumbled backward with it's fallen comrade pushed against it while Lonesome noted the surprise it had when it found his blade in it's side. Lonesome pushed the blade completely through it's body and cleaved through it's spine. The two bodies crumbled to the ground, one's throat severed and the other folded in on itself. He nodded with grim satisfacton and went to help others, using his ability only for those he couldn't reach in time.

He saved a woman holding her child from a group of demons by tearing them apart within a mini tornado only ten feet tall. Lonesome had realized he was being followed by some strange woman as he turned to scan the village in which was being destroyed. Lonesome left her alone thinking that as long as she was leaving him alone he would let her be. A demon rushed him thinking it could surprise him when all of a sudden his sword flashed out and the demon toppled over in two halves. "There's no end to these beings." He muttered to himself as he flung another into ther air and watched as the demon was impaled upon the cross of the local church. He wished he could go back to his writing and be done with this but he knew that if he used all his power he would only succeed in destroying the entire town which is what he was trying to prevent. A demon came out of a shadow and grabbed Lonesome by the cloak and pulled hrd trying to make Lonesome fall on his back. Lonesome's hood fell back revealing his horns to nearby villagers and they an in terror from him. Sighing he turned around and with a quick thrust ended the demons miserable life. Pullling the hood back over his head he continued to fight the demons, once he was even aided by a member of the town guard. They nodded to each other as they went their seperate ways trying to save as many lives as they could.

((Zack just assume's anything that moves underneath debris is evil.) catch-up time.)
Zack and James looked at Saint Dane as he appeared and then dissappeared.

James looked at Erik and nodded as he received his order. He pulled out his shortsword and longsword, placed his short sword in a defensive position and then ran with Leila and Atrum to Valencia.

Zack nodded at Leila and gladly accepted the kiss. He knew that James would take care of her.

James saw Valencia flash through the air, Erik seemed to be able to keep up. He needed to speed himseslf up, so he sped his molucules up again. Just as before he flew about at high speeds.

Zack noticed a demon that seemed to be fighting other demons with wind. He was quite good. Zack teleported over and grabbed soe metal from the rubbel. The metal seemed to dissapear as he teleported the excess metal to another universe, what he left in his hand was a well-carved rapier. Zack let it fly through the air as he teleported from one spot to another slicing apart those demons that the other demon left alive. There seemed to be no end to them, and he agreed with Lonesome.

James wiggled from the dark grasp, using his own light shield that he would have to thank Atrum for later. Atrum really was becoming quite the friendly fighter. He ran upon the darkness, his speed making the liquids seem like solids. The magic was dark and draining, but as long as his speed kept up he could dodge the red waves of magic, maeing it easier on Atrum to keep these handy things up. "Leeeeiiilllaa, liiiggghhhtt ttttthhhhiiiisssss ttthhhiinnggss aaarrrrrmmmmsss," he said drawn out so that it wouldn't be too fast for her to understand at his faster speed.

Zack noticed out of the corner of his eye, that Leila was trapped in the clutches of darkness, he knew Erik probably didn't want him interfereing, so he placed a grouping of trees underneath Valencia. He hoped Leila would get the firewood idea before Valencia figured out what was happening.

((Jeez, I leave for like 4 hours to go to church, and so much has already happened! Oh well, might as well go with the flow.))

Everything was happening so fast during the battle, Leila was only barely able to defend herself from Valencia's attacks. She pulled both of her swords out, both dancing with flames, and defended every attack the demon threw at her. It wasn't too long before the endless attacks started wearing the fire element out. Finally, one particular attack blew Leila at least twenty feet away from Valencia, causing her to land on the ground, hard.
She cried out when she felt one of her wrists crack as she landed. 's**t! Not good!' She thought. Breaking her wrist was definitely not part of her battle plan. However, she didn't have time to just stop, so she quickly got up on her feet. Leila finally noticed the pile of trees that were below Valencia. Building heat in her uninjured hand, Leila created a fairly large fireball and aimed it well at the pile of wood. The ball of fire hit its target, and the wood burst into beautiful fire.
After that, she focused back to Valencia. Since Leila wasn't much of a fighter at the moment, she thought maybe being a distraction would be a good idea. If she could hold the demon's attention for long enough, maybe someone would get the idea and land a surprise attack. Smiling devilishly, she called out, "Is that the best you can do? My grandma can do better than you ever could! Come on, show me what you've got!" Leila started moving very quickly, dodging each attack the angry huntress aimed at her.

Leila at first was surprised to see a stream of light surrounding her swollen wrist. Then she remembered - Atrum's healing powers. Soon enough, the pain in her wrist was completely gone, and the light faded. She looked over in Atrum's direction and flashed a grin as a way of saying thanks. She pulled out her swords again, prepared for enemy attacks this time.
However, she wasn't prepared for the blinding speed that Valencia used to charge at Leila with, daggers pointed toward her chest. Her eyes grew wide, she thought this really might be her end. Then a bright flash of light came from the side, causing Valencia to stop. Atrum had saved Leila once again. Smirking, Leila disappeared behind the demoness and, finally, was able to land a hit on her. Leila had taken a wild slash behind Valencia's legs, and had managed to give her a deep gash behind one of her knees, and another shallower cut behind the other.
"Yes!" Leila cried out in success as she quickly ran over to where Atrum was. She said to him, "Thanks a bunch, Atrum. I owe you big time."