Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Hey!! HEY!!!!" His voice straining in frustration, Jian then lunged foward, landing several meters behind Runa; spear in tight grasp. "Lycans..." Seeing them fighting amongst themselves, Jian had no idea who were the mad ones and who weren't. So, without waiting to find out what is what, Jian charged foward, slashing at whoever first stood in his path. "You!! YOU!!! I don't know whose side you're on, but then again, I don't give a sh*t! You'll just die!!!"

((I apologize for possibly grossing people out with this, however it is to show how...unstable he is...))

"Get! Out! Of! My! Way!!" Continuously slashing the same demon from before, Jian then stabbed the spear into the dirt and sank his claws deep within the creature's chest. As it screamed in agony, Jian lifted it up into the air; hands tightly grasping the ribcage.

Blood running down his arms, Jian then began to slowly tear the bones apart; the crimson waters spraying wildly. Cries of pain and anguish filled the air, yet it only seemed that Jian savoured these sounds; drinking it in along with the blood.

Then, with a wide grin, Jian ripped apart the bones; sending chunks of flesh and sprays of blood to fly everywhere. His face now stained red, Jian knelt down beside the torn lycan and placed his hand within the remains of the chest cavity. Reaching in, he pulled the heart from it; consuming it quickly.

Flesh hanging from his fangs, he slowly rose to his feet; a glare of red in his eyes. "Ah...Refreshing..." Wiping his mouth, Jian then licked his fingers; grabbing the spear. Turning back to Runa, he then braskly spoke. "Do you need my help...? Oh, please...say you do..."

"Never turn your back on the enemy!!" Lunging forward, Jian leaped into the air, colliding with several of the gargoyles. In doing so, they crashed into the ground.

Clawing and biting him all over, Jian winced at the pain, but continuously laughed in amusement to the pain. His own blood mixing with the recently killed lycan, he then sank his claws deep within one of the winged demons' throat; tearing out several pieces of their vertebray ((I have no idea how to spell that word)).

As the remaining one continued to thrash about, he grabbed the gargoyle by its wings; rising to his feet. The creature screamed out in blind hatred and rage; it flailed wildly; trying to break free.

"Oh, no, my new found friend...You're not getting away so easily..." Devilishly smirking, Jian then took the spear and stabbed it through its wings, pinning it to the ground. "I'll come back to yo--" Before he could finish, three gargoyle suddenly swooped down and grabbed hold of Jian; quickly taking flight.

"You pieces of sh*t!! Let me go!! Now!!!" Furiously struggling about, Jian was carried off higher into the air. Soon, he was above the clouds. For a great deal of time, nothing was heard or seen of him, but eventually--over a great deal of time--pieces of flesh and bone began to rain down, as did trinkles of blood. Eventually, the sight of a sillouette was quickly seen in the sky. It was Jian. He was plummitting towards the ground; holding onto the remains of a gargoyle.

Falling for what seemed an eternity, Jian chaotically laughed; throwing the remains aside. His eyes widened and fangs flaring; Jian began to shout crazily. "Ah-ha! Ha! Ha!! Is this what I am fated to see!?! My death before I die!?! Marvelous!!! But I WILL NOT die alone!!"

Clasping his arms together, Jian began to form swirls of fire within his hands. Embers blew within the wind; white flames slightly dancing about. Then, with a release of immense power, Jian fired a pillar of fire towards the ground; aimlessly blasting about.

In doing this, he began to slow down his impact. Realizing this, Jian began to aim off into an empty patch of land; slowling his speed of falling.

Upon landing on the ground, a billowing cloud of steam and ash rose around him. Breathing heavily, he stood there with a smirk of amusement. "That...was purely amazing...Such power...Such raw energy...Kang...is this a gift from you...? Did you transfer me this power...?"

Unsteady, he approached the spear stabbed into the ground; the gargoyle still pinned into the soiled ground. "You...You damned creature from Hell...You and I are alike...more ways than one..." Placing a hand gently upon its head, Jian began to pat it softly. "You are an amazing creature...yet useless..." With that, he grabbed hold of the creature's skull and twisted it about; snapping its neck.

As it lifelessly hung on the spear, Jian took his sword and began to gut the gargoyle so, finding its heart. Like before, he quickly consumed it; standing back up. In doing so, he took a deep breath; sighing in relief. He was re-energized. "Ah...Such wonderous abilities...I love it...yet hate it so..."

I watched Jian in amazement, what in the world was that!? I stepped backwards away from him. He was injured and I looked to see where he was injured at but he was covered in blood. "Do you need bandaged Jian", I asked standing still. I looked around, there were more mad ones in the distance.

Kouchi began to rock the blade back and forth. Finally, after some effot, the blade came loose. He pivoted quickly and brought it up just in time to connect with Wolfsbane. Sparks flew as the blades clashed, wretching them from the hands of both Kouchi and the lycan. They landed together ashort distance away.
Kouchi and the lycan glanced at each other before taking off in a flash for the swords.

Kouchi and the lycan were breathing hard as they came closer to the blades. Kouchi slid across the ground and the lycan pounced. Kouchi's fingers closed around cold steel...only to have it wretched away as a large hand slammed into his throat.
Kouchi's feet dangled in the air as the lycan tightened its grip on his throat. It brought the blade up and backwards, about to strike Kouchi. Kouchi struggled for a moment before giving a small laugh. "Grr...whats so funny human?"
"You're...holding the wrong...sword," he said, glancing at the lycan blade in the beast's hand. Kouchi glanced over at where he had tossed Wolfsbane...it was back by the tree.

The lycan glared at her with blood red eyes. Kouchi gasped slightly as the lycan's grip tightened around his throat. "And could you strike me down before I crush him?"

The lycan gave a snarl. "Don't flatter yourself human wench...I don;t want you anymore than him. I do think you care about him though...so lets see how you enjoy watching this!!"
Kouchi glanced over at Takara with a look that said I trust you....
He closed his eyes as the lycan thrust the blade forwards, aiming for Kouchi's neck.