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[Kyla: LoD: Throne Room]

The pictomancer resorted to logic in the face of emotional uncertainty. At first Kyla thought of restoring her mana with an ether, until Kichi brought up his second point- being on her last leg indeed put out an image of disadvantage.
It furthered the intention of no harm even further.
And then the rest... all in all, when she ran ti through Kichi was indeed right from her stand point.

"Alright... Cloud, Leon can back John up if something does happen, and Amy is needed more here. Also Beatrix should have some healing abilities too, assuming she'd not wiped out... and one other thing.."

Kyla opened her sketch book, and flipped back a few pages until she reached her sketches of the throne room. They were almost a perfect match, nearly photogenically correct. Kyla's quill then etched a rectangle shape around the image, stopping short of connecting the final line.
"..this spell can take us back to the throne room directly if it's a trap. Mind you- it will take everything I have left, including physical strength, so this is only a last resort."
Kyla wasn't like the nobodies back in the game who could port around at leisure... there were very specific requirements to be met- like knowing exactly where they needed to go, and the taxation on the spell itself.
If worse came to worse, they still had carbuncle too.

~I'll do my best aibou. ~

{Kyle(II) : Land of Dragons : Throne Room}

(Sorry for missing pretty much the whole fight. I've been having creative problems recently.)

Kyle had never felt so useless in all his life. He had been trying to help, but he just couldn't get a hold of his power. It was just too hard to manipulate suddenly and with the magical barrier going on, he couldn't even get close. Even Midgardsormr had given up on him doing anything without decent training. That might have been what hurt the most out of the battle. Sure he had a few, more than a few, injuries, but that wasn't that bad. He just wasn't getting the hang of his powers.

When the tornadoes had suddenly caught fire, Midgardsormr had taken his magic and released the earth, letting him move to safety. In that manner, he managed to escape from both the flaming tornadoes and the geysers that came later. However, what came after topped everything. Amy had somehow made a huge shot of energy or something and got the finishing blow on Kurt Zisa. It was incredible. It was awe-inspiring. It was...Jafar.

Looking on at the Arabian sorcerer, he was relatively surprised when he heard a familiar voice. And even more surprised when Jafar started to disappear. Seymour Guado was back. Looking at the man, he thought back to the time when he had given him and Noelle the magic to move the castle. It was a vague hope...but...maybe...

Walking over to the man, he was surprised when Seymour let out a -ja level spell so easily. It didn't even seem to phase him. That settled it for him. He had an idea in his mind and he hoped it would work.

"Thank you very much for your aid Mr. Guado." He said upon walking to his side. He wasn't sure whether it would be appropriate to call him Seymour or maester, but he wasn't sure whether Seymour would have that title in this universe. So he opted to play it safe. "You may not remember me, but you gave me a magical boost so that a girl named Noelle and myself could connect the Beast's Castle to the mainland. And, well, I was wondering if you'd be able to...possibly...if you have the time...train me to use my magic as a terramancer. I was useless and I don't want to be a burden any longer." He blurted out, completely focused on Seymour, not even noticing the new commotion.

[Mulan & Mushu : LoD : Throne Room]

Mulan listened to Kichi and Kyla debate amongst themselves as to who should go find the Emperor. Her attention was soon turned from them to the strange man who appeared before them. He cast a spell of healing over them all. Mulan's burns healed along with the scratches she got from flying debris.

She stood up about to thank the man when a shout from the guards who ran into the room got her attention. They were carrying something, no someone. Fear and dread washed over her heart as she recognized what they carried was the Emperor. Mulan didn't even pay attention to what they said. All she knew was the one whom she had sworn to protect was unconscious.

Mulan took quick but labored steps towards the throne where her lord was laid. She stopped about ten feet from him, where she fell to her knees. Tears were in the corners of Mulan's as she stared at the Emperor.

"Your Excellency..." she mumbled bowing her head, her hair moving in her face covering the two tears that feel onto her hands that she held on her knees in fists, "...I am sorry..."

Mushu was completely refreshed with the casting of Seymour's Curaja healed him completely of his headache. And then some.

"Ah thank you, Mr. Goodo," Mushu thanked Seymour rather cocky, "That saved me a lot of bed rest. Now as for you-"

Mushu soon turned to Mulan who had put him through endless torture during this fight. First used as a match, then sent flying in a whirlwind.

His finger soon fell along with his ears and whiskers as the two guards came in carrying the Emperor.

"Oh no..." was all the dragon could say as he stared at the throne.

[ Group : HT/BC : Outside Train ]

As Arabella was burst into the air, she began to fall...

However, in a flurry of black feathers, her descent was stopped; two massive black wings, each easily twice her size, sprouted from her back, keeping her aloft with disturbing ease.

"Hmph. Pathetic. Even Cory can't take a hit from me without clutching himself in pain," she declared from above, almost hanging limply as the wings lightly flapped, allowing her to stay airborne. "Bye."

Another flurry of feathers, and her winged-form contorted, twisting somewhat before launching the boomerang with incredulous speed, a dreadful black aura encompassing it as it made contact with the ground in the center of the group, and a mass of Dark energy exploded outward, enough to knock anyone nearby off their feet, regardless of their strength.

In the aftermath, the boomerang was nowhere to be found... and neither was the winged Replica.

"THAT'S IT! THAT'S THE ONE!"

Readying her weapon, Zeba was just about to launch it at the Replica, knowing the minimal success rate, until she was knocked off her feet by the explosion of dark mana. "Oh-"
Without a moment to respond, the ninja flew backwards towards Kyle, her weapon dismaterializing as she fell back.

[Jenny :: BC/HT :: Outside Train]

Jenny's concern grew the longer the replica stayed. She had so cleverly hidden out on the train amongst them all only to face all of them? Alone? Something just didn't feel right. Jenny looked to Dawn who had approached, the mage tried to summon a smile and shrugged.

"I'm not quite sure... the real one I suppose," Jenny chuckled a little nervously to herself before her brows narrowed in suspicion. She watched as the replica took the hit but it seemed far too easy. The flutist finally stood from her crouched position, glancing to Louis before returning her gaze to see Arabella spout two massive wings, dark in color. Jenny summoned her flute despite having almost no magic power left but if the replica was going to fight...

A blast hit the ground, propelled by Arabella's boomerang and it sent Jenny flying backwards. She slid along the ground, roughing up her already torn elbows. "Oh flutter monkeys, that was painful..."

{James : HT/BC : Outside Train}

Never a dull moment it seemed... as soon as they got back and he asked how long they had been underground he received a reply from none other then Cory. Which caused the corsair to groan inside. He didn't want to deal with the rev blader or anything else that might cause trouble right now. However, as the guy had stated he wasn't here to cause trouble. Apparently he was only there to get his wallet back. Something that the corsair didn't want to get involved with. He wanted to just get back into the train and relax before they left. Before that though Rae suddenly charged out of the train and headed toward Joe and Rae...?

'A replica!'

Was the conclusion that James immediately came to but now the question was which one was which. Before he could even draw his hexagun the Rae that was apparently the replica hit Cory and sent him flying. Before he could hope to do anything in terms of getting involved in the fight the replica threw her boomerang down to the ground, the ground dented inward somewhere where James stood and before he could hope to move away a mass of dark energy exploded outward.

"Gah!"

Blowing James clear out of the crater and a good five feet away to come to a skidding halt on the ground. As if he hadn't already gotten banged up enough against the Heartless he had fought as well as the beating he had taken in the maze.

"Dang that really hurt..."

He said as he tried to rise back up to his feet after the shock wore off.

{Auron : HT/BC : Outside Train}

Auron was in pretty much the same situation as James. Unsure of which one to strike at if he even got the chance. As the boomerang came down and created the crater, Auron dug his katana into the ground to help support himself. But even with that the dark energy that was released from the impact in an explosion was enough to make him lose his grip and he too crashed to the ground a few feet away, the katana somehow managing to stay rooted.

"That was unpleasant..."

He said as he slowly managed to get to his feet only to see that the replica was gone.