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As Korangar swung one of the colossal weapons, Sephiroth brought the masamune to intercept the attack. Instinctively leaning back, he was soon glad he had, as the masamune, strongest of swords, was snapped like a toothpick before the massive force of the Dual Avatar's weapon. Righting himself, he willed the masamune together once again, only to have to leap upward to avoid a second blow. Landing on his feet, he leaned left, attempting again to catch an attack, but the masamune, once again, could not withstand the sheer force of the weapon. Quickly fixing his blade, Sephiroth stepped away from the onslaught trying to regain his composure. Korangar, also adjusting his technique, released a wave of shadow that seemed to wrap around the earth as far as the horizon. Just behind the wave, things remained unchanged. As Sephiroth attempted to move behind Korangar, he realized what had just occurred. His teleportation skill had just been nullified. Swallowing hard, he looked about for something else to use. His gaze, turning toward the mountains near Corel, was quickly returned to his opponent, who resumed his advance.

As soon as he arrived at the mountain, Sephiroth darted up the vertical slope, finally looking back toward Korangar. Thrusting his hands toward the stone, Sephiroth telekinetically gripped the massive boulders. Once Korangar was at the bottom of the mountain, the former general leapt free, flying away from the rocks and down to the ground. Just as Korangar turned to face toward Sephiroth, the entire face of the mountainside cam crashing down atop him. Breathing heavily, Sephiroth managed to rise to his feet. Turning toward the mound of rubble, he couldn't help but begin to laugh loudly. He began, but soon released a cry as two massive slabs of metal crashed down on the ground to either side of him, their tips meeting, forming two walls to either side of him. Whirling about, he saw the massive form of Korangar just as a third blade came crashing down, the flat of it forming a roof over him, closing him in. The fourth blade slowly began to be inserted between the two, not leaving any room for him to slide past. Just before he was crushed, he shouted as loudly as he could, "YOU WIN!" The fourth blade continued only a fraction of an inch further before it stopped.

From beneath the massive helmet, Korangar bellowed, "..really? Oh..okay." Almost immediately, the massive blades vanished into nothingness, and Korangar, standing there, at his normal ten-feet in height, covered in chains, stood watching Sephiroth.

Korangar turned slowly to face Sephriea, his flaming eyes blinking slowly as he studied her, before quickly backing away, not remembering if she knew his rule, and not even able to remember if he had even met her previously.

Sephiroth, however, lifted both of his hands, summoning both the hilt of masamune and his coat to him. Once the hilt was within his grasp, the rest of the blade shot through the air, reattaching itself. His coat, however, he could not adequately put on, as the clasps had been crushed. "Nonsense. One of the best tactics one can do is to remove your opponent's advantages, even though mine were, sadly, not enough to best his. A second tactic would be to remove your opponent's weapon, leaving him or her defenseless, and then you toy with them. Thankfully, though, we had agreed to not kill each other."

"Battle is not about being fair. But it can be honorable. The start of our battle was honorable, and neither of us truly cheated. We simply used what was available to us." Shrugging, he glanced toward Korangar. "And as for trusting him, why not? He gave me no reason to do otherwise. Plus, I have seen him be associated with the Cetr-...well, she would prefer me to refer to her by her name. In any case, he turned out to be trustworthy, did he not?" Smirking, he nodded briefly, before turning his attention toward Sephriea, idly clasping masamune to his waist. "What is the point of thinking about things that did not happen? You don't mean to imply that you were worried, do you?"

Korangar, rapidly becoming bored of the conversation, began to calmly move around, looking at the flowers of the field that had survived their struggle. As he did, his cloak and dropped weapons floated to him, sliding onto him exactly where he kept them. All he had to do was remake his yukata, and he'd be back to his usual self.

Korangar turned and looked to her. "I have a gun." So saying, he opened his cloak, revealing to her that the entire underside of the cloak was filled with a massive assortment of firearms. "I just chose not to use them, as they are dishonorable."

Sephiroth slowly nodded, glancing back toward him, before looking to her once again. "That...and if battle were 'fair,' then everyone could only fight those of equal skill, and we would never improve. And if it were a matter of guns.." He shrugged, calmly looking around. "They are not a problem, whatever. And I know full well that she can be too trusting. But if I did not try fighting with him, I would not have gained more experience in battle. It has been some time since I faced a more powerful foe." He chose to ignore her reply about the worrying, and turned to Korangar, wanting to prove a point. "You wouldn't break the rules of a battle, now would you?"

Korangar, not really paying attention as he set about reforming his yukata, shrugged, idly muttering, "I do not break rules. I enforce them.."

Korangar frowned for a moment, thinking. "Gun...blade....gun...blade... Well, if you shoot at anyone with any sort of projectile weapon that does not take skill to actually launch an attack with, then yes, it would be dishonorable." Tilting his head, he looked to her, arching an eyebrow. "But..what does 'unfair' have to do with anything?"

"Training is the only way to improve oneself, and training against a harder difficulty is a better way to improve oneself." Closing his eyes, Sephiroth folded his arms across his chest momentarily, then nodded. "Of course he would be. I know about my...self-proclaimed siblings. They have every reason to be afraid."

Korangar, having nothing to do at the moment, sat down and began to pick a few of the wild flowers, completely ignoring the other two.

"I am aware of them, but I have not met them, myself. I did know of their original purpose, and for that, I feel a very slight pity toward them. But I also know that their current aim is not far off from their original, and for that I look down on them with scorn. Undoubtedly, if I ever met them, there would be a battle." Shrugging, he slowly paced back to the mountain side, and leaned against the rubble he had caused.

She gave a brief glance at the flower picking Koranagar.It didnt seem to suit someone who just pretty much won a fight with Sephiroth.It was rather strange,really. She fixed her atention back to Sephiroth afterword.


"Oh..Why? Kadaj isn't so bad. He's nicer then his other two brothers. Yazoo and Loz are mean. Actually, about a week ago. They beat him up,His own brothers! And took him away because of ........." She stopped, blinking. Oh,god..

Sliding down from her little 'seat', Sephriea quickly walked to the area she just had sensed a familur presence from.She was probably paranoid,But how the heck would he of gotten here anyway, She never saw him following her. "................."