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Stephen smacked his forehead and shook with laughter for a moment. "When you said... I thought... Oh man, I'm an idiot sometimes..." He paused for a moment, regained his composure, then tried his best to work the egg...

The object slowly hatched into what appeared to be a serpentine creature with small wing like appendages and small pointy "horns". It was a fairly simple creature, although one of the more unusual choices Sutii could have made.

"Huh... I was gonna do a snake, then I changed my mind to a bird, then I settled on dragon. Obviously this is some sort of mix. Kinda cute, actually..." he said with a chuckle. "Reminds me a bit of Leviathan."

"...no, I meant it reminds me of the creature that the stadium takes its namesake from. You know? The Leviathan? And I'm not talking about Enki... Y'know what, never mind." he said with a laugh. He looked at the creature, and paused for a moment, thinking of something. He then looked back at Damion. "So, can this thing move autonomously, or is it under my control at all times? Or something like that?" he asked curiously.

"I never said I wanted to play god. I was just curious if I could cast and forget it. You know, kind of like a remote control drone. Give it an order and it'll go do it, then remain dormant until another order is given or something like that." he mused, watching the horse approach Karin whom looked it over curiously. "After all, it'd be a great asset in a fight to have a stone creature that could do things by itself and not require my controlling its every single movement. Besides... we're using the energy of the earth. Doesn't that technically make it alive already?" he pondered, now idly sculpting a few extra details into his creature for the sheer hell of it.

"Thats... not exactly what I meant, and yet at the same time you answered my question." said Stephen with a sigh. "Well, it's not like they're much for Summoning in Levi anyway, unless the person is incapable of fighting otherwise..." he said, trying to remember the rules and regs off the top of his head.

He watched the pony and Karin for a moment before opening his mouth again.
"So then, I suppose that a lot of attacks could easily come from this similar technique? Or perhaps there is something more to it that I've yet to learn?" he said, curious and eager to train some more. He hoped it would be much like Martial Arts or Energy Manipulation in that once you have the basics, the possibilities are limited only by ones skill, endurance, and creativity.

"Hmm... combination attacks, huh? So... you mean something like this..." He knelt down and put his hands to the earth. He focused on the earth and the energy within it. A short distance in front of him (with Karin behind him to prevent any accidents) spikes of earth rose from the ground - slowly, and less than half the mans height, but they were there nonetheless. As he stood, the spikes crumbled back to the ground. He obviously needed complete focus to keep them going, at least for the moment.

He wasn't finished, however, as he drew one of his swords.



"...combined with something like this..." He said as he swung the weapon to the ground, focusing his energies through it and causing a decent shockwave to shoot forward across the ground, making a small channel along the path it went. He sheathed the weapon and watched as the energy dissipated after a distance, then stepped back.

"... to make something liiiiike... THIS!"

With a loud grunt, he slammed his hand to the ground, combining earthen and spiritual energies and firing them off simultaneously. The result was a larger shockwave that cut a deeper channel and sent spread stone spikes in its wake. As he stood, the spikes remained, but crumbled a few seconds after the shockwave dissipated. Clearly not solid enough to be much, but it made a fairly spectacular attack.

Not that Stephen cared, he had plopped down to the ground, smiling widely and dripping with sweat. He'd used a lot of energy to pull that off, but he had done it, and that was what was important.

And then there was a guy there.

>:{

And so, they began to THROW DOWN.

Gailles began by kinda advancing at a rate faster than a walk, but slower than a jog... like, a fast walk? His hands would be up, about shoulder level, slightly outwards so they were a little more than a foot away from his chest, palms open and facing forwards.

Anyways, if his opponent didnt do anything, he'd start by snapping his right foot up into a push kick at the man's front hip; above the groin and below the gut in order to push him back.