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Jove smacked the creature with the bizarre mushroom blade again, but something out of the corner of his eye caught his full attention. Demi was lying on the ground, dead. Had it... gotten him?

Jove ran over to the boil's side and roughly gave him a shove. That wasn't supposed to happen! Demi wasn't allowed to be dead!

A cursory glance around the room showed that, excepting Jove, most of them looked really tired. Thackery frowned and raised his keyblade against the shadow, barely managing to slash at it before it knocked him away. He tried to convince himself to not be discouraged, but the shadow just wouldn't give up.

The sweet ghoul that healed him with her FEAR....um...he remembered her, from the orientation. "I am okay, just need a proper rest, thank you dear." He gave a grin to Lizzy before she went away. The healing worked well, the serpent-dragon boil felt a need to close his eyes and relax, so he dozed off and had a neat nap. He didn't know that what Andrew or TG did to Maple, he didn't notice that there was bigger shadowlings apeeared that they needed to deal with, he just enjoyed a good moment.

Then, a chime awoke him, when he found he was encircled by swords that looked like keys with weird designs. AJ took a quick glance over them, there's no time for him to browse it one by one. Some reminded the boil of his friends, some just look bizarre.

'O p e n - y o u r - h e a r t - a n d - u n l o c k - y o u r - t r u e - p o t e n t i a l'

Who's talking? Students were all looking puzzled, it seemed that only he could hear the voice, he looked back to where the weapons standing and stopped at one of them, AJ couldn't help but raised his hand as if he was trying to grab it, then something happened. That keyblade disappeared from its original position and reappeared in his hand all in a sudden. Grabbing the keyblade in his hand, he flippped it around to check, it was in red and black, decorated with bizarre silver borders. The blade was glowing in a subtle red, AJ felt power by holding it. Not only him, Andrew and Maple also grabbing one in their hands, one like burning while another one resembled a broom. Great. The grasp from the little witch was met with a gentle pat from AJ's bare hand. "Don't worry, little witch."

The appearance of the giant shadowling only made the boil wanna test the keyblade so hard, but other students took the first strike and swarmed over it. Well, he could wait, he understood that everyone wanted to try their new cool weapon after all.

Finally, it's his turn. He swung his blade a few times to familiar with it. Although the knowledge rushed into his mind, a new weapon took time to get use to, despite of the fact that the boil was a quick learner.

"Here I go~" AJ grinned with an excited face, and jumped onto the creature, used it as a platform and made a neat somersault to reach a bit higher in mid-air and further from it before wielding his keyblade to create a giant illusion of the head out of his FEAR, watched as it snapped onto the big thing as he was landing.

Then, he stood and smiled as the shadow decomposed into steam of black mists.

Not bad.

Damien was already in the land of dreams once his head hit the foxfire boil's chest, it was gone and the panic that set fire to his fear veins was dulling, draining and setting the weariness in.

Now he was just asleep, not dead Jove. not dead.

He was just going to curl up on the pup for a few minutes.

The battle, and the end of it (thank Hecate) were largely ignored on her end as well. Because, really, she would have probably been the first to hug (and sob at) Jove and AJ for thwarting the enemy and bringing him down with their powerful attacks and amazing abilities. But she was sitting, staring at TG with wide eyes and an even redder face.

That had to be the oddest compliment, was it a compliment?, that she had ever received. Honestly, she looked down at her own legs and had never thought they looked in any sort of interesting - it wasn't like she was a demon or monster or anything that had some sort of scaling or spots or talons. And she had the most plain face ever. So, of course her blush would spread to her ears, "th-thank y-you?" Because, that was the only thing she would figure to squeak out as her fingers went to fiddle with the hem of her long nightshirt.

MoonKitsune

Steffani was grateful when she saw the beast drop, dropping onto her knees and breathing a sigh of relief. "Oh, good." She muttered tiredly, rubbing her face.

Now she could fix the stitch she probably popped in her shoulder. ahem. She surveyed the others in her group silently, for all their drama and conversing, they'd all stuck true to one another.

They'd won.

Whether or not this was the last battle was yet to be seen, but they'd won this round, and the others. She was feeling a bit confident.

...okay, mostly tired. But confident, too!

ZZZzzzzzzzz.............

The shaking was rough, the head of the boil went lolling around without care of direction and thumped back into the foxfire and the arms of the hound snakes around the pup.

Damien found a nice pillow to hug in his sleep.

Five more minutes Jove.

The freshly dead didn't hug you, did they?

The pup whined in irritation, and looked around at the rest of the students. Most of them looked as bad as he felt, and that was when Jove realized his bruises had probably crept up to his cheekbone. Maybe... it was best that Demi lay where he lay. He could just stay sleeping and not have to worry.