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"You coward!" Natanya accused. "You arrogant coward! Can't be bothered to finish your own fights? Can't bother to do your own dirty work?!" His clothes shifted slightly, jerked by the bits of metal on his person. "If it weren't against my code, I would reand you limb from limb and tear your throat out to silence your pathetic cries for mercy. If it were not against my code, I would kill you." Her voice lowered to a hiss. It was not, however, against her code to beat him to a bloody pulp. Several times.
She was somewhat surprised at herself. This was the closest she'd ever actually come to losing her temper, though she wasn't blinded by emotion. If anything, it was a pleasant, almost, warm thrumming in her veins.

She took the hits. They were enough to drop her, but she didn't cry out, and her eyes stayed dry. "THen... Go- Back to- Hell..." She half growled, half gasped, more gasping than growling. "Where you belong!" The Kunai in his hand began grow hot, humming slightly in resonance to a power she had never put to combat, except as a second pair of eyes, and that had, as a result, gone untamed as it grew.

The girl gritted her teeth and took the hits, blocking what she could, but most got through. She didn't seem to be paying attention, actually. Her blocks were more reflex, than a conscious desiscion to oppose them. If someone had to guess, they'd say she wasn't even thinking about the hits her body was taking, the blood, bruises, and definatly broken bone or two.

It was what? Third grade? The last time anyone beat on me like this? Only back then... It was so much weaker. Softer... I never realised how soft human hands are... It was a bunch of fifth graders, then... I blocked them... I fought... I tried to... Actually... They beat me pretty bad anyway... She smiled despite a split lip and the blood. I learned, though... My blocks got faster... My hits... And I beat them... In sixth grade, I beat them...
Her power hummed still, fueled by anger, the pain she didn't notice as it drained into her strength. She quit blocking. Quit reacting at all. And the fists that hit her hummed, a weird sound coming from the metal-crystal alloy.
She slipped into unconsciousness somewhere between remembering, and being beaten to a bloody pulp again. Yet both ways, she'd quit responding to their attacks, before she collapsed. But their hands still hummed dangerously.

Rika scowled. Even with her powers she wouldn't be able to catch up with that stupid ship. She needed Kat right now, Kat could get her to where the ship was headed. But for now, Rika picked up the headband, holding it between her fingers. Lightnings jumped to the headband, crakeling along it. Wake up, Akrio! Rika thought as she sent her lightning through to Akiro, jolting him awake by simply using something that had been saturated in his aura.

"Okay, something crazy, coming up." The whirlwind around them speed up and intesified, however where the two of them stood it was perfectly calm. "Start whenever you need." Kat signaled, concentrating hard on strengthening the sheild.

"A what?!" Kat asked, still concentrating hard but confused about what Sam was asking her.
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"Sorry, that's what Rika's for and she's tied up right now. Its not possible with wind and air unless they have substance to them, like fire, water or electricty. Something like that." Kat's voice was strained, holding such a powerful sheild took alot of control and it was tireing her quickly.

Soft winds wrapped around Niko and picked her up, setting her down beside Kat, so she could watch over her, since she was depleated currently. "Watch yourself, Niko." Warned Kat serioiusly. "If you do that one more time you'll die." It was easy to see that when someone was so depleated they were pulling from thier lifesource.

Kat lowered her arms and let her wind sheild die. "He'll be fine." She whispered to the exsausted girl before letting her sleep. Hoisting the small girl into her arms easily Kat carried her to a corner where there was no fighting and set her down gently.