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Jax moved as fast as he could to avoid the fireballs. One of them though his head on with his leg. But fire was his natural element to and didn't do much damge besides give him a small burn. " It seems this will go back and forth. " he said flying up to face her. He drew his two swords. They glowed blue with fire.



He twirled them with ease and got into a balanced postion. " So your axe is strong but swords will be a match for them. Lets cut the fireworks" he said getting ready to block an attack or attack on his own. " You picked the wrong place to attack"

Rayna's eyes widened as she felt herself pulled from the trunk she stood on. She looked up to see a fox there, but it wasn't an ordinary fox. "What the-?!" she cried, looking down. But she felt that the fox was on her side, so she didn't put up a struggle. Since she was half fox demon herself, she wondered if she could communicate with it. Right when she was about to talk, she heard the fox say something and looked back down. "Well, there answers my question..." she muttered, chuckling to herself. But this was no tme to be laughing. She just hung there as the fox fought the woman, wondering what on Earth she could do to help.

Scytheress was stunned. The phoenixes could do no harm to her themselves but the effects they left on inanimate objects was as real as the hair ontop of her head. A chuckle proceeded a set of unusual curses as Scythe paused mid air with her hands on her hips. She disbanded her shield of wind and let the heat waves smash into her like they were ordinary gentle breezes on a summer day. She'd let the men handle the main threat for the moment, she was going to work with these birds.

Scytheress glanced down at Rayna, taking stock of her condition and wondered briefly what she might be able to do. Scy had never seen the girl before let alone heard what she could do. Something else to tack to her list of things to do before joining the fight against this Hell Woman. The Fox beat her wings and flew up higher into the air. The girl on the ground was now just a speck but the torrents of fire were as big as ever. Scytheress pulled her hands together before her face as her wings kept their constant rhythm, but now they burst into blue flames. Maybe she'd get a free moment to get this off before the woman interrupted, if the womanwas even keeping note of her.

A phoenix rose up and bit her hand sharply. It was a real enough bite. They were capable of burning her up, they just didn't. Their eyes were silvery coals of eternity, and told her plainly not to interfere. The phoenis sang a sweet note, then reached out its neck and just ate up the blue fire, then chirped lightly. Creatures were not as easily controled by the Multiverse as dead people are... and besides, these phoenixes were still alive, unlike the Atlanteans. They were the dead brought back to life for ten days to reteach a forgotten lesson. Phoenixes of Atlantis were only dormant for several centuries, that was all.

Scytheress growled angrilly at the bird as a line of blood slid down her fingers. But thankfully concentration wasn't really a big part of this, it was more being allowed to keep her altitude. As for the blue flames they went unchanged and if anything would have burned up the phoenix as they were not hot in the slightest, they were so cold they burned. Though the red hot flames spread far a ring of blue shot up around it, encircling the blaze and freezing the earth and fauna completely. Then with an instant jolt of energy it all shattered, leaving a barren ring the flames couldn't spread past... for a while now the school might be safe. Scytheress had no love for Ria...yet.

With that task done Scytheress took a nose dive toward Reyna, stopping on a plume of air under her once again black feathered wings. She crossed her arms and cocked her head to the side as she viewed the girl. She'd heard her muttering to herself even with the roar of the raging flames around them so 'what' she could do wasn't an issue any more. But...

"So who the hell are you? ...and why the hell are you here!?"

There seemed to be a bit of desperation in Scytheress's last question. It was because of her merge with Rem once more that Scythe remembered the pain of loss, and although Scy didn't care for this girl in the least she knew someone did and she didn't want them to go through the same kind of pain she had.

There was a soft growl as a large orange sybter tooth jumped through the bushes. Sniffing the ground as its long teeth scraped at the ground,liek nails on a chalk board. Soon two long streams of green hair dropped down,then a small childish looking face. A set of bright dancing lime green eyes,small pink lips,a little nose and tanned skin. The perfect picture of adorableness.

"Nani Nani Giddy??" Joy twiched her ears hearing the flapping of wings nearby and voices. She was hanging upside down,her lean legs wrapped around a thick tree branch. Her top slid down her stomache,showing she was in good shape.

Dropping down to landed on Giddys back,him taking his cue galloped near the sounds his large paws crushing branches and small trees even. As Joy leaned forward,bunches of fur grasped in her hands. Her long pigtails streaming behind like long flags. As they broke into a small clearning Joy saw a girl she had seen before. It the theatre wans't it?? The other one she didn't have a clue who that was. Sitting upright, she cooed and clapped her hands delighted with the scene,bending over to whisper in Giddys ear softly her breath was quick with excitmenet. "Ne ne this is much better then catching some food!!We get to watch a dance..nyhaan!!" Joy looked innocnet,like an angel from heaven. Though she was twisted and cruel in such ways unimaginable,and enjoyed fights and bloodshed,though that sweet warm smile didn't prove it.

Her eyes looked above her seeing two pheoinxes. She hoped the fight,or dance as she called it,was good. She would proubly have to interfere soon,had to keep her good image up of course or all her games would be ruined.

Jax dodged as much as he could knowing if he got hit by that axe it was game over. He set his swords infront of him as he tried to hold the axe with them. He struggled and put into as much as he could. " Damnit..I'm not strong enough..but i know how to beat you..only I 'm not the one" Jax said as he pushed himself back. Too hard maybe that he went spinnining into a bunmch of burning trees. Even if Jax power was fire how hot that was could kill him. After a few minutes he didn't come up. Had the Red Tide taken its first victim of the 10 days?



" Shepard! No!" Gordon screamed as he saw the body disappear into the flames. No matter how much he felt out he couldn't feel Shepard. He squeezed his fists as tears rolled down his eyes. " Damnit...It's my fault!" he screamed loudly. He faced Kile anger in his eyes. " You...I'll get you. I don't care if your undead. I don't care about your lesson. I'm going to teach you a new lesson. YOu don't my friends!" he said angerily.


Gordon's eyes started to roll in the back of his head. The fire raging benath started to move upwards torwards hi. HIs eyes started to glow a dark red and his hair changed to same color. On the sides of his arms spikes brusted out spraying blood. But it seemed Gordon felt little pain. He looked at KIle with nothing but hatred. His aura was out of control and helping the inferno below get bigger. He held his hand to tell Kile to bring it.

Kilesekri didn't attack again, she merely raised her hand and formed a shape from the lava... it was of course, Shepard. "I've been given orders from the infinity of all infinities... no one is to die in this chaos... but if the lesson is not learned... you will all die... " She said firmly, setting the form down besides the man with the swords. She waited until it took up a human form before attacking him again. She could wound him if she wanted, but she was not to kill him. These were her orders... they weren't even reinforced by herself. They were held by the multiverse. As far as she was concerned, she had no control over her own body.

She started with a sweeping swing, followed by a lash of the counterweighted chain. The weapon was still white hot in her hands. Kile's black dress flowed around her like liquid fire, black and burning with an omnious presence, forged of the souls that were merged into their powers. Afterall, the soldiers were all sacrifices to the main party, which was the Imperial Family and a few select others. They became stronger with the power of the soldier's dead spirits, which were renewed with each passing moon.