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.: Just hurry. Im not getting any younger here. :.

*She sighed, and slumped back against the wall, leaning more to her left to stop the broken rib from dragging on the wall behind her. Laying her head against the cool stone, she let her claws fall to her side, and closed her eyes, counting steadily under her breath to stop from passing out, and keep her body from using what blood she had left to start healing just yet.*

Shutup !

*Sophus interrupted Orions sentence for his own security. If anyone was going to mouth off infront of Roan it was clear that they were suicidal.*

You will address Our Queen in the apropriate manner or you WILL regret what you say.

*Sophus took his gaze off of Orion, he looked over to Roans battered body and felt uneasy. He didnt like seing her like this but he knew he could never stop her from what she likes doing best. Instead he merely smiled at her. His smile suggested Orion was his gift.

Let me know if he satisfies you. If not i suppose i will donate some blood. Im such a charity.

*Sophus chuckled questly*

*Orion started to tremble, his knees rattled, his eyes greatly widened.*

Wh..wh...what do you think your doing. You cant hurt me. Im.....dammit im....

*His fists started to swell a deep red colour from where they were tensed so much. He wasnt scared, you would of thought so but infact Orion was calling up his uncontrollable beastial energy. Water seemed to slowly leak through the gaps in his fists.*

Dont make me hurt you.

(( Sophus ))

*Noticing that this man was highly suspicious Sophus was intrigued to see his what he was planning. If he was planning anything at all. This guy was a nutcase. A real Kellogs ceral bar.

Eat him. Before he tries something flashy.

*As the blows made contact, the second being the finisher, Orions resistence depleted. His hands lay lifeless dripping endless amounts of water form his fingertips. His eyes rolled back.*

*Wincing himself, Sophus knew the pains he must endure to get his mistress back. He stared deep into the eyes of the Roan shaped beast that was uncontrollably advancing towards him and sent a few short words deep into her eyes.*

.: I....love you... :.

*From that point on Sophus gathered his forbidden energy and focused it on keeping himself live whilst he sacrificed his highly valuable lifeforce to the demon.*

....Energico

All the while Corbin moved to the center of the fighting grounds, his talon covered fingers jarring in various ways with rapid speed, in turn sounding with a cacophony of chilling cracks, grinds and pops. As the spurs on the hells of his boots scrapped across the solid crushed stone like sandy surface beneath him, sparks danced about the neutical stars with each step. Every few strides within his preditory gait however, licks of flame rose up, spiting out like the lazy nostrel flares of a wyrm.

Like a powerful locomotive engine he worked his bodies natural inhuman mechanics. Incomprehensibly tightly woven, yet equally elastic muscle fibres flaring, showing some bulk to both his thighs and upper arms. the talons that had elongated from his already blackened nails warped like a contained liquid as they grew still more ever so slightly. The natural pale violet that marred his lips and the skin around his eyes pitched to a much darker shade, while jaws with power enough to bite through armor grinded in the sockets. Vitae fiercly circulated about his body as his body changed, however a minimal amount of it was lost through the process, as bones changed in all areas. Density, shape, size and positioning. His skeletal system bent at his will forming a powerful inner armor that encased his limb joints, enforcing them however not restricting his movements, and fortifying his torso, making it a seemingly impossible task, damaging his inner organs despite the lack of them working. His heart however, still as it were, hung wihin his body with a solid coating of calcium and protien. Steel would bend and shatter before piercing this hide.

The attire he bore altered with his will, showing just how Roan had influenced his life. With a second skin of crimson like Roan's cat suit, he bared not only this, but a helm of solid dragonic calcium that loomed over his crown. His body suit however also adorned perfectly fitting sleeves of leather, the hide carved from a beast not of this mortal coil. This wasn't the hide of cattle.

Laced with steel and iron all over he carried platings, the concentration of which around his waist and arms however.

As his heels twisted on the sturdy surface of th fighting area at the center, the spurs kicked up serpent like flames that coild loosely for but a moment about his legs before dissipating as cinders. With the naginata hell raiser already gripped tightly in his righ hand, he embedded the blade into the floor by his rightboot, then moved th palm of his righ han to sit on the butt of his weapon.

He was ready for this. He had been for so long, as long as he had known his younger brother to have wanted it. He knew Dag stood off to the side somewhere, watching with an anxious, burning intent. He knew also, that Roan would be monitoring this closely, as it would surely roar out of control. She wouldn't lose either of her childe, but as Corbin snapped his some what lazed right fingers, and both the ranking symbols of a captain appeared on his shoulders, along with the DeSeer logo on his palms and back..He was going to prove himself.

.:"I'm going to use them. Chimerstry, and the other disciplines. You can forbid it later if you wish Mistress. I'm however going to use them here and now.":.

.:"So have I. I know full and well, that I am not to kill him, nor harm him in any lasting way that would decress his...'Value'. Thats what will make this fun. I wont be pushed aside because of the Daemon trend.":.