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Disheartened at the first attack missing he kept firm watch for a counter. The sweep struck true, knocking out his leg's, but surprising him naught. The man used his feet, a lot, he'd expected a foot blow. Tucking in his left shoulder he moved into a roll, throwing himself at least two feet away from where Vahn's stomping greaves would crash.

Depending on whether the soldier went for the spine stomp or not the knight would step backwards into Vahn's nearby back with a sharp elbow, or turn and start shuffling towards where ever the rotations ended and he took stance, in a sort of Muay Thai guard stance.

Sunstrike crouched down, his crest spiking in anger and surprise. His wings flared to keep Nahara out of their vision. He needed her to get out, to get to Vahn.

Paying attention the beings crawl out of the earth, he tsked lightly. They were either severly underestimating his ability, or running a test to see how he handled a situation like this. He felt something strange move slightly in his mind and he looked at his hand in surprise, seeing the sizable quarterstaff...had shifted to fit his current height....which was odd...

It whistled and landed a good crunching impact on the closest shadow demon, with enough force to send the twisted body flying. Sunstrike straightened, tail weaving in happiness, and grinned...Rows of teeth catching the light.

Oh well...never look a gift horse and all that...

Sunstrike winced internally over the fact someone had spotted them. The local militia probably wouldn't look too fondly at a lizard this far into the actual city of Strata. But he didn't have time to worry over prejudices or problems later on. He managed another crack at a mishapen head before he had to duck something wet that launched itself out of it's shoulder.

The substance hit the wall and fizzled. He wasn't quite sure what that would do to scales, and he definately was in no mood to find out. He ducked low again, realizing he had a tail in offence when it actually smacked into the legs of a deformed being, causing it to fall over. This in turn made him straighten up in surprise, his muzzle uppercuting another being with a crack, and making him curse. Okay....this was going to be difficult.

Sunstrike was used to fighting as a human, he had all the skill of a newborn in this new body, and no time to register where everything was supposed to go and move. Things were getting in the way that had never been there before, and it was pissing him off.....REALLY pissing him off. Heat rose in waves and suddenly he roared. The same pitched cry that had echoed through the city once, did so again, but this time there was an alien sort of power that went along with. Sunstrike's tail thumped and the ground moved and then impacted in a large circle, tossing the ravaged disjointed, bodies back, a few embedded into buildings with the force of his fit.

Like a child frustrated that he didn't have the balance to do what he wanted, Sunstrike threw a fit. Of course, this child had a ballisa full of earth/fire magic to mess with, and a new eight foot body to do it in.

Sunstrike snapped out of his frustration, the sound of the combined things causing his body to shudder, making his ears go flat in pain and horror. I gotta get out of here...

s**t?! As the thing reached down he shot out of the way, diving and rolling out into the main street.

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Right in between the apporoaching Samuel and militia. He got up from his crouch, and he idley shook himself, scales shifting with clacking noises, and sneezing as some dust got caught up in the nose.

Then he was off running, towards Samuel, and then over him with a snap of wings. Using the shock to his advantage. Which increased, because with a loud crash the huge...thing...followed after.

"Oh...?" Laughter sounded out again,as he took it all in stride, none of his blows landing, since the Knight apparently was no longer a Knight without his weapon.

"What a dissapointment... but I'm tired of this game--" With a simple forceful jerk to the opposite direction, regardless of what became of his wrist, Vahn practically bulldozed and threw his weight around, deciding to see who had the greater muscle here. "a*****e!" It'd be a tug, as he snapped his right arm forward and with the Knight holding on, he'd be flung forward flat onto his face.

Vahn's right leg would be pushed out, before declining enough to hit the ground and ski forecfully to a halt. the strongest muscles in his body, if Vahn didn't want that leg to move, he'd be damned if it would move.

As for an actual attack? As the pretender of a Knight was flung forward, Vahn would give him a straight left kick to the a**. That should shape him up.

"Sargasso, already?" Samuel gruffed out, as he watched the monstrous demon give chase after the lizard now, actually using the nearby buildings as stepping stones. "I thought he was just trash..."

All around Samuel, lay the bodies of the Militia unit that had the unfortunate luck to run into him. They'd fallen victim to his "Soulsucker" leaving him quite unsatisfied as usual.

The new demonic entity, apparently known as a Sargasso, gave chase after Sunstrike, not actually able to laungh itself airborne, but it made do with a sickening prethensile tounge which shot out, and attempted to snag at the lizard, much like a frog would at a fly.

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"Get up. I'm not done with you yet." The lou mouthed fighter drew himself forward slowly, massaging his right wrist, even as the needles were flying through the air.

At about the same time, he would be bending over, several of the needles would actually graze over his skin, the flesh of his earlobes, and cheek, one landing squarely to the left of his neck, one embedding themselves within his actual neck, and even one that whizzed right along his scalp and through his short hair.

Needless to say he was surprised as hell, and grunted at the sharp jabbing pain. "What the hell?!" His hands went behind him, trying to get at the needles that had actually landed in his skin, yellowed eyes furious. s**t! The others!

He pulled the nearest one from his left side and actually examined it, disgust and a feeling of being cheated settling over him. "C-Crap...! What the hell do you think this is, a jungle!?" Snapping the needle cleanly in two, he saw the Knight do something to the ground, before suddenly seeing two Knights and two gaping holes in the ground.

His vision was blurring. Poison... Not knowing exactly what he was hit with, he wasn't going to just stand around like an idiot to find out. "You sonuvabitch!" He roared out, as the Knight came towards him, apparently expecting to find a declawed tiger, for all intents and purposes.

However Vahn's body was already fighting against whatever had entered his system, and he was already feeling more fatigued than he should have been, but it didn't take much effort to actually shove the Knight off with a savage headbutt, spittle flying as the red-head roared out; a clear message telling the Knight to back the ******** off.

It was at this moment that Nahara actually ran in, and came to a straight halt, staring at the animal that was Vahn.

There was something resembling a chortled yell, that died out halfway through, as the cue-ball manuever sent the compact fireball whizzing through the top of the Sargasso's head.

The explosion was deafening even at close range, and there was a distinct splattering sound, as the head collapsed in on itself, black blood splattering, even as the lumbering body began to fall earthwards.

You know the old saying, the bigger they are, the harder they fall.

Unfortunately, even in it's death spasms, the demon saw fit to drag Sunstrike along for the ride, and its arm stretched out one last time, to squeeze the lizard in a vise-like grip, and thundered onto the ground.