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A pair of the long dread like appendages writhing in the back of his head would extend forward and pass through his long slender fingers. There, the mist would swell up and engulf his hands, falling away after a moment or two to reveal a pair of scimitars, six runes lining each blade. The blades were bathed in a crimson flame like aura, no heat was given off, if anything it was cold. The runes were not glowing yet but they would soon, and that was when the real fun would begin.

Seeing the angel's attack he bent his knees slightly, the 6 huge wings on his back spread their full length and he shot into the air. Originally his path was straight up, his angelic figure parting the air and eventually the clouds as well. As he began to get higher and higher it would seem as though he was headed for space, though he seemed to reach his pinnacle only to pause and seemingly wait.

[Torment = t**t!]

((Its how MD talks, sorry. >.< Death won't actually occur, but even if it does, this is a spar and is not continuous to any storylines, and as such your character can go about his business as normal no matter what happens here.))

Anyr felt the air beginning to get colder. If he let it get any colder he wouldn't be able to move at all. "Burning Blade!" Anyr shouted, as the last syllable fell silent his falchion burst into flames which heated the air a small bit, but not enough. This called for drastic measures. He tossed his falchion over to his left hand, in the same movement his right hand grabbed two vials of tropicamide and threw them at his remaining opponent. Time to deal with the other one Anyr thought. He changed into his Balor state and jumped high into the air and flew up after the other opponent.

He reached the pinnicale of his jump into the air, his large angelic form poised in the night sky silhoutted beautifully by the moon light. The Blade would turn, paying the mists leaving his body no mind as he looked down from this vantage point high above the rest. Scimitars out at his sides desired blood, that of their opponents upon which they would soon feed. He smirked a bit seeing he was not being chased, having hope Blaze would've stayed on the ground to deal with the other he was the slightest bit disappointed to see him also airborn. His original intention was to divebomb his pursuer, but in that case he'd hit Blaze. Plans changing he decided to go after the man on the ground.

His sphere of influence expanded momentarily before closing in around him with the quickness. As they touched his skin an explosion sound would be heard as his body was propelled forward at his opponent below. His body became as light, would blur and eventually vanish from visibility in his travel leaving a trail of after images that were about a second too late. He closed the distance between himself and the ground in seconds, the laws of physics existed now only outside of his sphere.

The Blade was coming at his opponent from an angle, he was to his right side blades out and foward. He would pass by his opponent blades out and meet the ground with another explosion like sound creating a massive creator where he struck the earth. In the opponents currently distracted state dealing with his partner he'd be hardpressed to notice the impending attack. His blades were held in such a way that on his fly by, both would slash through his opponent seperating him into three pieces, the wounds catarized in the very instant would show minimal blood.

((Riddely is before me apparently....gah, from earlier he went after you, then I went, then torm, then you, then riddley!))