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[[Louis : Earth : Burning City]]

As the fighter ran for his life, Louis watched with his opponent with the same blank stare, "His speed is disappointing... those gauntlets slow him down so much it's almost pitiful." Even as the wyverns were struck out of the sky one by one, Louis showed complete apathy as he stood to his feet and the corner of the building and brushed himself off, "Time to show him what true speed is."

[[Cue: United We Stand, Divided We Fall by Two Steps From Hell]]

The building began to shake and Louis was beginning to feel a sense of vertigo at such a high altitude. Above another void tore itself in the sky, sucking nearby debris upward. Louis would have to move in order to avoid being sucked into the sky.

Drawing both his daggers, Louis put one foot up on the edge and leaned forward. The air around Louis seemed to bend and wave, like a see through curtain were floating in between him and the intersection below. The arcanist braced himself, then shot off like a rocket. As the boy passed through the curtain, the space he inhabited warped and bent until like hiding a coin in one's sleeve, Louis had vanished within the folds.

Before the fighter could even realize he was gone, a flicker of Louis appeared in his face, an unyielding combo of slashes from his daggers following a split second after before vanishing from sight again. Attacks from many directions would follow, strikes on all sides targeting vital areas and pressure points on the body. Blinding speed matched with the magic of invisibility, a deadly combination.

((Sorry for the late reply.))

[[Louis : Earth : Burning City Street]]

It was about half way through the "fighter's" combo that Louis had come to a rather unfortunate late realization, his initial assessment of Anthony had been horribly miscalculated, the boy wasn't a fighter at all, he was a grappler.

The arcanist stood, shaking his head of the dizziness and confusion that came with being hit in the head. Louis blinked as reality came back into focus. He looked forward at Anthony, then glanced only with his eyes to each side, collecting his surroundings for a single conclusion, he'd been trapped.

Outside the cage, the world quite literally found itself being torn apart as chunks of earth were being carried into the sky, other heavier slabs of earth floated idly in the air for some stronger force to pull them away as little black sparks jumped from one to another.

His empty hand searched the air for his missing dagger, soon finding it as a dark portal engulfed it on the ground and dropped it in his palm. I can't run... but neither can he.

Louis lifted the daggers over his head and charged darkness into them, wisps of shadow flowing off like the caressing waves of a burning flame. In the blink of an eye the darkness sucked into the blades, turning them pure obsidian. With a moments hesitation he threw them at Anthony, one lagging just a second behind the other.

Much to the eye's discomfort, the blades seemed to form after images, lagging silhouettes that remained visible far too long. But just before colliding with the grappler, they entered portals summoned about a foot away from Anthony's face.

Louis drew his rapier and tossed the rifle into his free hand. Louis moved forward, and was upon the male in a flash, keeping his distance with several lighting fast jabs from the rapier before turning and spinning in with a slash to knock away and greedy gauntlets and pull of the trigger point blank at the grappler's chest.

As nothing happened but the darkness gathering in the barrel dissipating into thin air and the barrel remaining empty, the daggers from before returned 10 fold. Portals opened all around them, blades flying in every direction trailing thin black wires from one portal to another before vanishing again once more, but leaving the wire behind to trace the path they traveled. In a matter of seconds, movement within the cage would become riddled with there trails of darkness, making movement extremely difficult without cutting oneself on one of the strings.

[[Louis : Earth : Burning City Street]]

Louis collided with the electric wall, a surge rushing unter his skin to every extremity and back to his core before he could fall back to the floor on one knee. The arcanist ducked the second he saw the chains incoming and from a near prone position pulled the trigger of his rifle for another blank shot with no effect.

As the grappler spun, his absolute strength was impressive, clearing most of the wires out by wrapping them around his chains as he spun, easily pulling them out of position. However, much to Louis' pleasure, even the thinnest of silk from a spider's web could entangle the strongest of overconfident beetles. After the boy spun, the wires stretched and quickly wrapped up Anthony, stringing up his limbs before painfully , first entangled on the chains, the tension drew them in around the center of the rotation.

Louis stood and moved quickly, not giving the boy a second to consider his folly, "You're finished!"

The daggers all returned at once from portals surrounding Anthony in a circle. They implanted themselves in the ground, anchoring themselves and the wires extending from them in place with darkness spreading from their blades like roots though the earth. The arcanist moved in spurts, appearing and disappearing though portals, each time pulling his trigger to release another empty shot.

Finally, Louis portaled away and appeared far above the dome, aiming his gun straight down on his opponent.

Louis pulled the trigger, this time, darkness gathering around the barrel like a spiral vortex before firing a single, small shot that somehow launched the arcanist higher. Upon impact spread over and through Anthony, much like a form of electricity. Louis flipped through the air, drawing his hand over the length of the rifle, drawing his arms appart before at the tip, pulling a mass of darkness out of the gun. The darkness took shape into another rifle. This time, as Louis aimed and darkness swiftly charged the barrels, all around the grappler in every place the arcanist had previously pulled the trigger to do seemingly nothing, portals opened, all facing the grappler glowing an eerie deep purple with growing intensity.

Louis fired his guns again, then again, and again and again. Raining small artilery shells onto his opponent, at the same time, the portals releasing similar shots at the grappler at their center. Each portal fired about 6 shots before imploding, then detonating into separate demi spells that swiftly combined and molded into one large demiga, forming a sphere over the entire floating chunk of earth.

"Memento Mori," Louis' voice echoed through the darkness as his second gun disipated and he took the real one in both hands. He pulled the trigger one last time, feeding the majority of his remaining mana pools into the finisher. The bun's barrel errupted into a torrential beam strong enough to keep the arcanist completely afloat amidst the other floating islands scattered all around resembling the remaints of what used to be the burning city.

The beam pierced the dome from above, a flash from within revealing the silhoette of the grappler held in an agonizing suspension, then the dome collapsed, crushing the boy inside before finally releasing in a giganic upward explosion engulfing the arcanist as well in the mix of black, purple, and green energies.

At this moment, the mass of darkness above decended upon the world and engulfed it, throwing everything into darkness. In time, the two combatants would find themselves back where they began, standing in a dimly lit room, the place they were before the test began. Louis grinned and placed a hand on the grappler's shoulder before heading to the door, "Congradulations...I think you're ready."

And now, who wants a shot at the arena? After all, this one isn't random, it's first come, first serve! So anyone may volunteer to fight, and they may pick their own opponent (unless they'd rather it be random, or rather someone else volunteer).

((CALLING ALL REPLICAS, COME JOIN US IN A BATTLE ROYALE~))

{Janex .:. Lost Forest .:. Forest Shrine}
Stats:

• Physical Strength: 7
• Physical Resistance: 9
• Magic Strength: 13
• Magic Resistance: 11
• Action Speed: 12 [11 + 1]
• Evasive Reflexes: 10
• Outright Speed: 10
• Endurance: 9 [8 + 1]
• Energy: 11

She heard the splintering of the trees as she approached the temple, and Janex summoned her Mirror Wall to shield her from the attack. While behind the wall, she coated herself in her Frost Armor, and summoned the black bow to her hands. Once the wind attack had passed, she dropped the Wall, but darted around to the sides instead of charging ahead like one would expect.

"...f***," she said dully, pressing her back up against a tree. It would be harder to land a shot with the arrows since her opponent was a wind-user.

Janex .:. Lost Forest .:. Forest Temple

"I wasn't spying, I was walking, you mange-ridden whore, and F*** YOU AND YOUR MANNERS!" Janex called, her voice spiraling higher and grew more deranged as she continued. She then growled low in her throat as the Charm spell took hold, though she couldn't force herself to attack. Neither she nor Dusk wanted to be here, there was really no point in their fighting. It was nothing more than pointless bloodshed, no rhyme or reason. That was why she hadn't joined with Ajora in the first place. Not only did she have no taste for being controlled or manipulated (which is why she was so pissed that this God damned Charm spell had actually worked), but there was no point in fighting their originals, either.

There really was no point in anything...

She tried to fight off the effects of the Charm, but the harder Janex struggled, the more the spell took hold and strengthened, and the less she was able to force herself to take offensive action. Logically, it was working because it was feeding on her thoughts and feelings that this whole thing was stupid and pointless, and dammit, she just wanted to be left alone!