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There was a pleased grin on the man's face as he took note of the wandering youma. It was interesting to be certain, and watching it happen was humorous. He caught himself wondering what his own abilities would be once they manifested.

This thought was only for a moment, however, for as he heard the other speak, he was once again in the fight. He leaped down from the trees, landing behind the youma and tossing the heavy end of his pocket watch out, and about the creature's arm.

It grappled the appendage, holding it fast as Nirvana jerked the chain back, spinning the beast and sending it hurling to the ground beneath it. "Stay still!" He cursed and kept the chain close to the ground, he looking to Chaldene. "I will keep it still. Dust it!"

The Page watched as the branch went through the youma, the beast in his grasp vanishing into a cloud of dust around the branch, and ceasing to exist a moment later.

Nirvana grinned as he went to one knee on the ground, he picking up his watch and looking up at Chaldene. "Well...it seems, if nothing else, that we make a decent team." He chuckled weakly, his eyes looking to where the youma had been.

"I really do hate those creatures. The whole lot of them. The thought that there are so many that just come into this world..." He shivered lightly, he shaking his head. "One would think the Negaverse had better things to do than just throw their garbage at us night after night."

"I am thinking...perhaps they kick their asses out just to get rid of them." He dusted himself off and moved over to Chaldene. He reached out a hand and offer it in friendship. "After all, who wouldn't want to kick one of these creeps out of their sight?" He winked and laughed.

"I don;t think I would mind teaming up again sometime. Though perhaps this time we will think things through a bit more rather than my a** rushing in head first." He blushed slightly, rubbing the back of his head."I don't get the privilege that you do an have all that spiffy magic and all."

Nirvana was certainly the first to admit that he knew he was not the best in a fight. But at least he had a good sense of self preservation which extended to his friends and allies.

"Until we meet again, then..? on another patrol?" He really did not know how those of their order did this. He really was a solo flyer.