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((i could edit my post there to have dusk kill each of his characters or something xP

btw, nice reaction from zero rofl . it does wonders for his relationship with dusk rofl ---like putting fish and icecream together xDDDD ))

Miiro did in fact glow yellow and go phase through dusk...resuming his nirmal white color Miiro Began to transform back into his bipedal form. he hoped that dusk would not react fast enough to catch him in this vulnerable moment.

Some of the pebbles burst, hitting a few of the demons, causing burns from the flames and wounds from the shards of rock. However, it had only gone through a fraction of the army. When the sand passed by, the uninjured demons started to charge at full speed again, this time closing in on the battle between Miiro and Dusk. Dusk could hear the shouts from the soldiers coming up from behind, and even though he didn't turn around to catch Miiro, he knew that his soldiers would make it more difficult for his opponent to make his move.

Over half the army plunged into the depths of the new pit, screaming as they fell. The rest of the army backed off, most were running to save their own skins and some were even trying to clamber over and push through those that were once behind them, at least far enough away from the danger that had appeared before them.

When Dusk turned around, he saw what had happened. Whitened flames etched across his body. If Miiro waited for Dusk to unleash his full fury, he would be baked into a crisp, or at least horribly burned if he was lucky.

The flames did spread, blazing and burning things along the ground. It also caused whatever moisture that was ever held in the soil to evaporate, causing it to crack and crumble. Dusk heard Miiro, and though he couldn't see whether Miiro was hanging onto the wall or was standing on a ledge, he laughed maniacally, "Fool! Do you truly think that 'I' can't 'fly'!?"

Dusk zipped overhead, looking down and then twisting himself around to see his opponent. His demonic appearance started to become more apparent, with each passing second his skin turned darker until it was completely black, his lengthened white hair flickered like the flames that surrounded him, and now he had three demonic eyes in which to see his enemy with, "Target practice!!!"

He had a hint of insanity within his voice, as if he was enjoying the fight way too much than he should. He grabbed one of his wings with his free hand, yanked it forward, and with a side swipe he shot the sharpened feathers at his foe in the shape of a spiral.

The demon was impaled on Dusk's feathers, dying within seconds. The spiral now dipped downwards and Dusk glided forward, placing one foot on the demon and pushing it down. It slid off of the feathers the rest of the way and fell into the pit. The flames around the feathers burned off the blood that had stained them.

Dusk looked up as Miiro tried to climb out of the pit, "Aren't you going to phase through the wall? Or is something the matter?"

Dusk teleported and reappeared right on the ledge above Miiro, staring down at him and blocking his way up. The wing that was formed into a spiral and the one that was formed into a dome earlier returned to Dusk, and then reshaped into two hands, attempting to grab Miiro's arms. If Miiro couldn't phase through the soil, then Dusk wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste.

Dusk fell and lost his balance, sliding down and right off of the ground he was standing on. He spread his wings to slow down the fall until he was safely aloft, and then stared at the chunk of earth that had broken off and was now heading down the pit, "So he prefers 'not' to die by my hands?"

He watched, trying to see where Miiro was in the mess.

Dusk raised his arm. By the time the rock had got to him, it had slowed and lost its momentum, allowing Dusk to easily redirect it aside by tapping it with his arm. He dove down after Miiro, the hand with the shield was outstretched, and the three blades pointed right at him, "Until the end..."

Dusk was confident that Miiro had made his final efforts to fight back before his death.