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As soon as the Bird flapped it's wings once Tommy leaped up into the air aiming for the flying beast. Tommy grabbed onto his enemy with both hands griping where the wings each connected to the bird's back. His opponents speed increased once the beast had it's weapon back. Zocotti tried to ease up to the taloned fighter's neck gaining a tight choke hold with his right arm wrapped around it's neck along with his hand holding onto the his left arm which applied presure as it pulled dwon on the birds beaked head.






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Tommy would find gripping the aven himself quite a bit difficult, the tangible field of force around him creating what would effectively be a slippery coating of 'air' between Tommy and Sent. If he could maintain a grip on Sent he would be in for quite a ride as the aven was tossed through the air by his weapon. When he appruptly stopped from the staff impacting the the disk the chances of Tommy being thrown from the aven were high. If he was tossed from the birdman his reaction would be quick, the staff whipping back before jabbing its end towards Tommy. If he remained latched on the staff would swing back, up and over the aven's shoulders to come down on Tommy's head/shoulders area.

The two orbs would strike their intended targets, but the effects would be dulled by the field around Sent. This is not to say, however, that the orbs were negated entirely, simply that the reults would be around three fourths what would be expected. One hand slipped off the weapon, leaving behind a thin trail of dust that sloughed off the staff while the birdman simply seemed to stop in midair. He was falling, true, but at such a rate as to leave it nearly irrelevant, only aided by the slowed time field that thickened the air. As the staff turned to awkwardly point in Tommy's direction Sent seemed to be focusing upon some sort of spell.

A pulse of orange light rippled through the air as divine flame curled down the feathers of the aven. His weapon was wreathed in a nimbus of divine flames as his own form began to shift and change. The aura of flame spread, giving definition to his increased sized as his own body slowly followed suit. If he hadn't been completing the spell he would have asked for there to be no phoenix jokes.

His current increase in size was not based around some great explosion of power or welling up of magical energy, simply that being bigger and heavier made you hit harder, as well as reach farther. The most obvious bit was that instead of slowing down due to his increased bulk he seemed to be moving faster than before, trails of feathers left in his wake. The rather large staff began to move into a rapid spin, each end lashing out with the intent of crushing a few of Tommy's bones, if not simply knocking him from the arena entirely.

(([unimportnat]>.> No, he's The Ageless Sentinel, Herald of Aetas. The Fated was the incarnation of Tacitus which split into a mortal and immortal form, ie Genesis and Aetas. ^__^``` Yeah, the bird fights in the same way, but thats because Aetas instructed him, and Aetas is the greater half of Tacitus.[/unimportnat]))

Sent seemed almost apathetic to the man's change, his avian eyes watching him arc into the air and then back down to slam his spear into the ice. The shockwavepassed outwards and indeed did the fragments arc towards the sky, but the massive creature wreathed in divine flame would only rise at approximately half the speed as the rest. His rise almost seemed to be etirely controlled, something to be confirmed by the precise swing of his staff. The length would twist in his hand before lunging out at the moving form of Tommy, aiming to slam the twelve inch diameter tip into him like a battering ram.

((Why would he be the staff? XD))

With Tommy on the staff the avian would make one obvious move in response, getting him the ******** off. The staff would turn sharply about its axis, making it much like running on a spinning log, though at the same time it slammed down to move into a vertical position. Should Tommy be able to still get up to Sent's eye after this motion the birdman would twist his head such that the spear would come down into his neck, though it would not penetrate far. Thereafter he would try to either nknock him away with his beak or snatch him up like a bird snatching a worm. Then, of course, he'd have to deal with all the divine flame that covers Sent, which was half fire and half divine energy.

The solution was once again a simple one, the birdman moving back half a step out of range of the thrust of the spear, allowing it to harmlessly deflect off his force armor and the divine flames. With a quick spin the staff twirled in a clockwise direction from Sent's perspective, the side of the staff aimed to impact Tommy in his fall.