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((Edited, edited ... geez stressed ))

By this point, Nash had made his way around the half-broken wall to almost the other side of the clear spot. As Jindra attacked the two faeries, he sprinted from around the wall, heading for Micoi. He kept an eye on her sword, coming in from one side. At this point, he wasn't aiming to kill her, just get her out of way, perhaps wounded, so she couldn't help the dragon. He was also hoping that hurting some of the "good guys" would maybe bring the dragon to help them and distract it so they could capture it.

Midare didn't move from where she was, not sure what to do with everything going on.

(( *cackles* ))

Loud coughin echoed a small chamber, that was almost deeply underground. Tenjou sniffed a little and rubbed her eyes before blowing the dust off of the book. "My precious book...." She smirked as she ran her fingers over the black leather bound book, were the youkai crest was imprinted. "Beautiful... You are still in tact!" She laughed lightly before thumbing the pages like it was a flip-book. "and in near perfect condition... Grandfather kept you well preserved!" Her laugh echoed the chamber as she headed up the stairwell, seeking the unmusky air of her Grandfather's old room.

(( xp You didn't need to post the edit in that post, you could have done it in this second post. sweatdrop ))

The fire moved at a frightful speed, coursing through the air like the spring water down a mountain, but as it was only a few meters away from the Spirit Tribe pair it suddenly stopped. The duel Dragon of Wind, Hayate, was hovering in front of Meeya and Midare, out of its mouth flared an almost visible air pressure, countering the black fire.
Jindra glared at the small dragon. "How lovely, the Dragon Tribe has gotten themselves a new Wind Knight. Then there's no use trying to capture or even keeping you alive." Her last sentence was directed at the small dragon.

She couldn't turn around and focus on her friends right now, her eyes had to remain on this... feline... youkai. Glaring at him, unmoving, she held her weapon steadily. "I'm not small, nor am I young. And I'm as deadly with my sword as you are with your claws." She said as she slowly slid her foot sideways as if to start circling him. She took two full and well-calculated steps to the side before suddenly moving forward, swiftly.

A odd flash caught the sight of Tenjou as she moved around the few halls that still stood. She glanced out the near by window and spotted the four she expected, the fifth she didnt. Hm... Fun. Hehe Tenjou smirked before she vanished, appearing on a near by but not so noticable broken down wall, where she could watch as she read the pages of her book.

He didn't like hiding behind someone else, but the fact was, he couldn't defend himself against the female youkai, at least not at a distance. Up close and personal, yes, but far away, no. Meeya let go of the sphere he had clutched in one hand since it was too risky to use it, and let it drop back with it's companion in his pocket.

He didn't want to use them anyway. Just holding the slightly-warm balls made his insides curl, since he knew what they could do, and that he was responsible for making them. But he couldn't help it. he'd wanted to try... just try to make Heaven's Aqua Ball for once. Of course, that wasn't what had happened. He'd made the usual obsidian-colored, glossy spheres that would bring death to any and all that fell prey to its black fog.

Nodding to Midare, Meeya slowly backed away, towards where Micoi and the feline youkai were fighting. Standing half hidden behind a broken pillar, the faerie waited for an opportunity to jump in and help his friend. He didn't like fighting, or rather, fighting that would most probably lead to people dead. But it wasn't as if there was any choice.

Breathing out a sigh of relief at the sight of Kanak appearing, Meeya took the time to look around the battle field. The female youkai seemed rather intent on Kanak, if Midare was smart, she'd attack now. Immediately, Meeya bit his lower lip hard enough to break the surface. He didn't like causing violence... but he did seem to have a very practical and ruthless view of battle which led to taking advantage of whatever you could and probably even rather underhanded methods.

Gritting his teeth, Meeya gripped the dagger tighter, his knuckles turning white. He disgusted himself. Shame welled up and he had to beat it back to keep his thought on the battle and not his own pain. He was what he was, and it was just to accept, wasn't it? Should be that easy, but it wasn't.

((XDDD It was the flat side? You didn't say that ... did you? @.@ Oh well, doesn't matter now. The wound isn't something that will slow him down. There's not much there to bleed, just a really thin layer of skin. It'll just hurt for a bit LOL))

Hissing in surprise, Nash backed off a step or two and glared at the new arrival. "What are you doing HELPING her?" he asked. This guy WAS a youkai, right?

Midare had, indeed, noticed that the female youkai had been distracted, but ... she was too far away to attack. Right? Suddenly, a spell appeared in her mind as Hayate winged around to land on her shoulder and curl around her neck. Midare blinked ... she'd never had much luck with spells of any kind before ...

Trust me... Hayate whispered in her mind.

With a sigh, she closed her eyes and activated the spell, sweeping her sword out toward Jindra as she did so. A blade of air immediately launched itself from the edge of the sword, similar to Hayate's breath from before ... heading straight for Jindra. Midare watched, eyes wide. "Oh wow, it worked..."

((Whee, found a good color for Hayate XD))