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Ayane left the Lookout shortly after, having felt a huge power spike not far away. She knew the direction, but her instantaneous movement would not help her at this point. She narrowed the area down to being Satan City, which she hastened to arrive before the fight was over. She failed to do so, losing the energy from her senses. But she still wanted to examine Satan City, so she dropped down into it and looked around. The city has some smoke rising up from one area, so she decided that it would be the best course of action to examine there first. She checked herself to make sure her power was properly suppress, she took off in the proper direction.

She landed at the battle site and surveyed the damages, nodding to herself. There was a fight here just recently, the damage was extensive and there was little left alive. Ayane took a quick look at the landscape and noticed to figures, one looked like a bluish blob and the other had to definitely be the tallest person she’d ever seen. He had a tail and horns on his head, with dark hair and pale skin with a malicious look on his face. Definitely the one that had attacked, especially since the blob was on defense. “What’s going on here?” She wasn’t a champion for justice or anything, but she saw no reason for bullying. And she wasn’t about to allow senseless killing, or at least not today.

(Word Count 249+2130=2379)

"Living flesh you say... That is well and easier to be certain.. That chunk of meat right there, will fuel the needs for the taste, which should be well enough." Reaver says, as he watches this female under go the change leading to her actually wanting to eat the meat that was placed before her. Although it appeared as though her entire persona had changed in that small amount of time that the corpse was thrown over in front of her, Reaver could only shake his head, when the voice that rang out behind him had come to his own hearing. While it would appear as if he had not moved at all, a moment later there would be a second Reaver standing not too far behind this new second female that had appeared and questioned as to what was happening in these formally busy streets. "It's simply a little experiment... She seemed hungry, so I fetched her some food.. Although it seems she prefers a more fiesty sample... You should do rather nicely, I would expect?" Reaver says with that same wicked grin sweeping across his face, as he lunges forwards with his black metal claw like nails aiming to grab this female by the back of the throat and lift her into the air. His right hand resting on the hilt of his greatsword still, while his purple eyes gaze darkly at her back. The former Reaver that was standing near Hedoro, would not seem to flicker and die out. The After Image effect, being the basis of how he had moved so fast, and appeared to be in two places at once.
[275+1225=1500
Third Form Learned.]

Though he was only aiming to subdue and question, it seemed that the opponent he was not facing had thought of a battle as a greater way to reveal a little skill. This act all on it's own was something of a disappointment to Reaver, though he would be sure to set them in their place regardless of the scenario at hand. As the explosive force of ki strikes his shoulder and sends him launching backwards, he feels the flesh and part of the metal beneath being damaged to a small degree. Of course what was a small degree to Reaver, would be something much more deadly to another individual. Since he really felt no pain passed the usual reaction of touch and contact, he had no need to place on an act of being too severely injured. As his body crashes to the ground, he would lay motionless for a moment, before slowly rising back to his feet. His body seeming to mutate and change further then it was the first time, his height remaining while his body actually seemed to have spikes of black metal like substance protrude from his back. His mouth elongating to a slight degree as well as his head, or more specifically the horns atop them in this case. His sinister gaze growing more deadly as he fully rises to his feet while simultaneously extending both arms towards the opponent, by the time he had fully risen, the multitude of accurate little beams of dark purple ki were being shot from his hands at his opponent. Using the Crazy Finger Beam technique in order to attempt piercing them through and finishing this battle right here. Of course, he knew better then to just assume that his opponent would stand there and accept this form of attack. In his new enhanced third form, Reaver grinned wickedly, his teeth having appeared to have grown larger and longer just as his mouth had, giving him that much more of a demon like appearance. His entire body moving to the side with a snap in his step. Ending his attack in a moment as he soon rushes his opponent, a single hand gripped upon his greatsword, with the intent to draw and injure written all across his body language.

[381]

[(12,100 - 900 = 11200)]

It appeared this female had some sort of defensive barrier, perhaps he should have taken the stance more into consideration before heading off with his first attack, it was not like this over all issue was that big of a problem, he would still continue to rush forwards with his attack. Though now with paying attention to his senses a little more, he could provide himself with an easier way to predict the movement that his opponent would be attempting as he came forwards. There was one interesting thing about this little stance, it kept her far in the line of battle and the line of attack. Though something with the power like he used had served no effect, he would need to head forwards with a further tactic. Shifting his Ki around casually, he moves forward in a flash, with his speed being so much higher then his current opponent at this point, it would be that much easier for his opponent to be able to be laid into some kind of trap. As his long blade tongue slides from his mouth and runs across his lips, he would swing his weapon down aiming directly for her fore head. Of course with this inclement drop of the blade directly for her skull, he knew for sure that his opponent would be rearing up for either some sort of defensive maneuver against his attack, or even allowing it to strike him before a counter attack. With this idea in mind, it wouldn't serve as a surprise when the striking figure that was Reaver would actually have his sword running right through her before dissipating once again. Sure, it was the same old trick as before but this time it came with a whole new perspective. By the time his opponent should view the the after image flickering out, he would already be behind his opponent. This movement even allowing him to avoid the sights of this opponent's odd third eye. Smirking, he would already have the charge for his next attack prepared and released as the after image would be gone. The Imprisonment Ball technique would be causing a golden ki to completely envelope the already immobile opponent. Since they were in this defensive stance, he knew better then to attack directly now. This containment technique would lead to trapping them, and then taking them out from there would be a breeze.

As the battle progressed, the fearing people that had fled at the death of the first civilian that now lay at Hedoro's feet would be gradually returning to watch. Even if it was at a distance in order to keep themselves safe. These people by now, would be cheering on the small female who was apparently in battle with this monster of a demon that had come in and started slaying their friends and family. Though Reaver did not care or even tend to notice them, at least that's what it appeared. The people were certainly aware of him, keeping a wide berth from him at all costs, and yet still cheering the female on. Even when it appeared as though Reaver had taken the advantage, they all kept faith in whoever this new person was, who had dared come and attempt to defeat the menacing beast that had entered their city walls.

[555+381=936]

[(11,200 - 1200 = 10.000)]

Certainly a resourceful child, that was for certain. Reaver with all his precision and timing in how he was going to take care of this person, was not expecting them to inflict damage upon themselves in order to send themselves upwards and into the air. Twice, at that, which made things even more interesting. If it wasn't for his enhance in speed over his opponent, he probably could have been killed by that over locking of attacks that had struck down on him in such a way. With the first technique, his eyes actually widened slightly, he wasn't expecting someone to do what they had done, the explosion itself had sent him flying backwards directly into the crowd that had been forming. This only resulting because he had sent himself kicking backwards with a rough push of his feet at the last second. Thankfully enough, this resounding blast back from the explosion of ki and rock that hit the ground where he was, had kept him away from being struck by the second attack. And yet now he was no where to be found, his greatsword actually plunged deep into the ground just outside of the blast area, having been released from his hand and spun away to plant itself into the ground. From the stunned crowd, came a few gasps as they looked upon Reaver. His entire body had been singed to the point of metal coated bone in the front. His ribs and other functioning organs appearing as a shred of clothing, flesh and singed skin. Half his face was actually gone completely, only the black and white skull of his bones and metal could be seen, and yet as the dust settled, there was a slight stir from his body, before a long needle like tail sweeped out into the crowd and struck right through the nearest civilian. Actually shoving the needle like blade right up beneath their rib cage and sternum, to come out at their collar bone and then into their head through their chin again. The tail flexed once, before the body appeared to be being drained of all it's liquids, becoming a bag of bones, so to speak. As soon as the body had become nothing but skin and bones, the body itself began to be absorbed through the needle in the tail. Reaver himself planting one hand onto the ground and then pushing himself up into a sitting position as his head kicked up in order to be staring at his airborn opponent. The very muscle and flesh of his face, as well as a series of inter connected wires appeared to suddenly begin growing and reformatting themselves across his face. The empty socket itself soon seeming to glow with a red light before the eyeball began to grow over it and cover the red light with the purple hue of his eye color. His free hand slowly rose, grasping his chin as he snapped the bone back into it's correct place while the skin and other features finished growing back.

Gradually rising to his feet now, his torso began it's regeneration process, the inner partially synthetic organs began to return to their former functioning, while the muscle, veins, wires and bone slid across his body like serpents and reconnected themselves to their various areas of designation. Then the flesh would slide over the body, as well as the various parts that were strengthened with plating like metal. Chuckling as he raises to his full height, Reaver's tail whips outwards in an instant slashing the throat wide open of one of the wide eyes and staring civilians that were too stunned to begin running and screaming to get away. His opponent may have their little tricks to use in battle, but the way Reaver saw it. His own trick was something with a lot more class. His sickening grin widened further as he began walking forwards towards his sword. Despite the fact he could be flying upwards at this very moment and taking the battle into his own field of play, throwing his opponent off guard and perhaps finishing them off there. He was going to instant continue with this little game of shock and awe. He could have done something to dodge this, he could have avoided the injury with his ki. But by doing this sort of action, using the primary function of how he was a C1 Android. Reaver found this much more necessary then a simple dodge and counter strategy. This act of sheer inhumanity, was a tactic in the lines of fear more then in the lines of assault, and yet he would continue for his attacks once he retrieved his sword. Wrapping his hand around his sword's hilt and simply yanking it from the ground, he then rose the blade and slid it back into it's sheath. His eyes actually never leaving from being locked on his opponent's location. As his hand leaves the blade, it appeared that he held something other then this sword in his hand. His arm snapping upwards in an instant, the barrel of the .45 caliber Schofield Revolver would be pointed directly at his opponent. Taking in the factors concerning their possible damage and whether or not they could fly. He soon pulled the trigger twice aiming to push the opponent to restrict their paths. For his final shot would be something much more dangerous then a sheer bullet. His Ki was forming, manipulating itself from his trigger finger. With the third shot he fire, the bullet would be launched with the help of a Ki blast funneled right through the barrel of the gun. Thus amping the velocity of the bullet it surrounded. This particular Ki blast covered bullet was headed right for the opponent's chest.

[965+936=1901]

[(12,100 - 400 = 11,700)]

Pathetic, simply and completely pathetic. She was doing fine, if she had dodged that final attack, she probably would have pulled off not being at risk of dying right now. She had managed to fight back well enough, that Reaver was actually considering keeping her alive, which was something a little unlike him. His purple gaze sinisterly stared down at her limp body as she hit the ground. He had hit her well enough, from the looks of the blood that was on the ground it was a clear cut through the torso which was almost exactly what he had expected when he fired the revolved. Snapping the gun open in his hand, he withdraws three bullets from a pouch and slips them into the wheel before spinning the wheel once and then snapping the weapon shut again. Giving it a simple twirl, he then slipped it back into the holster that was hidden just behind the sheath of his greatsword. "You held such promise.. It's a shame that you could not hold on much longer, the test was almost over too..." Reaver says as he slowly shakes his head looking down at her, his white and black tail shifting and moving from behind him, before it plunged downwards and slammed directly into her chest. This blow alone would have been fatal if it was not for the fact he had noticed and aimed for the exact point to which he had shot her through only seconds before. All this would do was install a greater feeling of pain, if pain was even possible for her to feel. As well as open the hole in her body a little wider. "There is no one here to heal you.. None of those pathetic slabs of meat over there are going to rush to your aid.. You are going to die now..." Reaver says as he shifts his tail slightly, pushing against the hole he had caused. "Now there is only one way for you to live. Sheer willpower... Should you pull off staying alive with willpower alone, I will not devour you where you lay. But should you die, your body is mine to do what I please with.." He says, as a soft chuckle emits from his lips before his long black tongue slides across them. His eyes staring down almost as if he was eager to have his own way, and do what he pleased, even while he gave one more little twist of his tail, before pulling it free and returning it to be just at his feet once again. His purple gaze never leaving her paralyzed form as he awaits her inevitable death to come.

[448+1901=2349]

Reaver simply continues to stand over her, staring down at her with a wicked grin across his face. As she attempts to form words, which only come out to be a whisper he could not help but break out into laughter, before looking back down just in time to have the bloodied spit hit him. Slowly rolling his eyes at the attempt at an insult by this wounded and dying female, he casually rolls his shoulders into a shrug before dropping his hand to his sword. Grabbing the hilt, he pulls it out instantly, spinning the large blade with one hand and then slamming the weapon down dangerously closer to her head. Once the blade was nicely implanted beside her head, he drops down to one knee while keeping his hand on the hilt of the blade. A simple rummage of her paralyzed body would reveal his recovery of the weapon she had drawn almost a minute before. "Why yes, actually. I expect you to rise to your feet, snatch this interesting weapon from my hand, and attempt killing me with it. Before I can pull this here greatsword from the ground.." Reaver says before drawing his hand across the side of her weapon, and continuing to spend his time looking it over. He was simply continuing to taunt her, continuing to urge her to fight him. He had taken her weapon now, and she couldn't do anything but watch him do it. "This is quite a fascinating blade you have here. Who did you steal it from?" Reaver says, throwing a low blow to what was left of her pride before he twirled this second blade in his hands and then slammed the blade down between her legs. Embedding this blade deeply into the ground as well. His head cocked slightly, as his purple eyes stare directly at her, waiting for a response. He had already formulated ways, ways which he c actually take hold of a body and manipulate it with his ki. It was tricky, it probably wouldn't work the way he thought it would. But perhaps she would figure something out, or perhaps she had an ally near by he could kill before her paralyzed eyes? That would be quite funny indeed. With this type of thoughts running through his head, he chuckles and speaks once again before he would go silent. "So I killed you.. Where is your family so I can end their lives as well?" Reaver says with a sickening grin sliding onto his facial features.

[423+2349=2772]

Each and every blast would directly hit their mark, although with the small amount of Ki she had remaining, and the minimal strength she could put behind it, these strikes were relatively pointless. Reaver slowly shakes his head, before pulling his own blade from the ground and sliding it back into his sheath. He then pulls her sword from the ground, despite how lodged in it was, he pulled it out with ease. Smirking slightly, Reaver then thrusts the blade directly into her chest with the announced words of. "Here. Hold this." As soon as her sword had sunk into the same hole as before, he grabs her by the foot and turns around, instantly breaking into a sprint and pulling her along behind him for a moment, before going airborn. He did not like having to fly around like this, he preferred his feet on the ground, mainly. And yet here he was, dragging along a half dead girl to what would be ultimately her death, and then again in the future it could actually be her resurrection. Being sure to take his time and move as slow as he wanted through the air, he headed on his way towards the Red Ribbon Army's main base. Where he would be turning her into something a lot more new, and a lot more shiny, then what she was now.

[229+2772=3001
Forth Form Learned
Fifth Form Learned]