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{:Location - Heaven:}

Near Lucas and crew, a rift would open up between the realms, the black form creating a distortion in the nearby surroundings and the very air appeared to ripple from it in all directions. After a few moments of an uneasy air which most likely put Lucas, Sabriel and Wyndom on high alert a figure finally emerged from the rift – his form instantly falling on his knees and ultimately on all fours. Kain gasped for air, his form changing once again from a spiritual form – or what he knew as a shade – back into a more physical manifestation. The pain of the transformation once again pulsed across his form, but rapidly eased up as he settled into his new form.

Gasping and groaning Kain lifted his slack head to look at all three of them, but after the brief glimpse he let his head drop slack again – nearly fitting between his two shoulders. Kain was still slightly out of it but he could tell he had finally caught up and Enoch got him to the right place. Finally, Kain straightened his posture and sat on his heels – the pain finally subsiding. Since Lucas and Sabriel had never met they wouldn’t notice anything, but Wyndom would most likely be drawn to the fact that Kain was no longer his pale pigment, but his skin turned to a dark purple that could nearly be mistaken for a grey. Something that had yet to be noticed by the incoherent Kain.

Briefly after his appearance, a second figure would step through the rift; Enoch. Quickly he realized Kain had collapsed in front of the portal and nearly tripped over him in an attempt to side step him and give himself space between the rift and Kain. After briefly eyeing Kain to see if he was alright, Enoch would look at the three that stood before them. Enoch raised an eyebrow at the instant recognition of Wyndom.

Ome… At this point, the big question was if Wyndom remembered him from their last encounter – when Ome had sent him to test Wyndom, to draw out more of his power.

Perhaps Wyndom would mention it, but he didn’t feel he would. No, Wyndom seemed more like a man who would bring it up when it wasn’t so public. Enoch glanced over the fairy, a species he had never once encountered before, but his attention was more so drawn to the last individual of the group: Lucas. Enoch’s brows furrowed, not out of anger or disdain but as if he was trying to place him, and just like that it clicked and the clarity was clear on his face. ”Light…” Enoch’s words would practically seep out from his lips under his breath, his stare lingering for a moment before Kain finally spoke up.

”Ha. Long time no see, Wyndom.” A smirk growing across his face as he looked at Sabriel and Lucas. “I take it…you’re King Lucas?” Kain’s head would bobble as he let his head go slack and chuckled under his breath, his smirk growing into a wide grin.

About damn time.

❄XXXSabriel MegalithXXX❄

Carefully keeping her focus on the mirror, Sabriel moved from lying on her beam to sitting upwards, her legs dangling off the edge with her toes lightly brushing against the ground.

Unfortunately her attention was pulled away by the arrival of two new persons of interest.
To her well trained healer eye, one of them did not look to be in good health at all.
His gasping and groaning didn't help matters either.
Of course, regardless of their allegiance, the code of healers meant that she would offer them her help.

Catching the portal flickering out of the corner of her eye, she returned her focus to it and doubled her efforts.
Healings would have to come later.
First priority was focusing on this portal so that Kora and Oni could join them.
Though they were apparently taking their sweet damned time about things.

Arc would stop walking for a short moment as Gram called him boy. Kids these day are so disrespectful. As much as he would have liked to set him straight now wasn't the time. Letting out a small sigh he would walk through the portal.

Upon exiting the other side of the portal Arc would blink a few times as he waited for his eyes to adjust. He could hear what sounded like a fight going on outside. Once his eyes had finally adjusted he would being his walk down the hallway towards the sounds. Arc would stop just shy of the exit of the hallway, his eyes falling upon Kira and who he assumed was this Bahamut that Gram spoke of. For now he would remain in the hallway so he wouldn't get in the way of Kira's training. He would only exit the hallway upon being addressed by either of the two.

One would come through...

"The best I can do is fireworks. I'm afraid my other party favors are being kept from me. With that said, welcome to Heaven."
The canyon they were in was spacious as she would find it surrounded rubble and ruins. It wasn't the ideal party spot but this is where Kora would find herself after stepping through the portal.

Soon, Lucas thought to himself, soon the real party will start.

The demon would only smile and lean against the wall of the hallway looking towards Bahamut. "I'm only here to pick him up from his obediance classes. Those that actually want him are pre-ocupied and I was the only one able to come for the pick up." Normally the demon would have released an impatient sigh, but he wasn't that reckless. He was curious as to how long this was going to take.

"If all I can return with is ashes, so be it. It is up to him to survive this on his own. If he needs help he'll never grow stronger." Even as a demon Arc was having a tough time watching such a beating. Though he had put Oni and Negi each through similar training long ago. Doing the act and watching it were two different things entirely. "Nothing out of the usual. Civil war is plaguing both Heaven and Hell while a war between the two is building. It seems as if the humans are also gearing up for a war against each of the realms as well. We just need as many fighters as possible to handle the multiple wars that are brewing."

The man would chuckle at Arc's comment of Kira becoming ashes if he had wished it that would have happened long ago and would shrug his shoulders as he kept his arms crossed. "Likely you not to know, but here in my world time flows differently, a year here would be far less then a day in your realms. I stopped counting the months we've been fighting." Kira's hand would twitch as he started to get to his hands and knees, then would stagger his way out of the hole to crawl on the ground. "He had lost conciseness a long time ago"

Kira's body would pulse for a moment as the flames around his body would ignite yet again,this time into a hot white flame, that was starting to boil what was left of the ground around his feet, and Bahamut would raise an eyebrow as he looked towards Arc. "Heaven and hell huh...Interesting...he has managed to copy one of my major arts, Surpri-" Before Bahamut could finish what he said Kira would vanish from sight as the flames would swirl in place.

He'd then reappear below Bahamut his right fist rising towards the jaw of the dragon god, as it traveled it would burst into the white flames again and would launch him off the ground. "M-My Rising Fang!?" As Kira rose higher then Bahamut he would spin to his left and bring his right leg down over the shoulder and the flames would form almost a tail of flames around his leg and send Bahamut crashing into the ground leveling the area again. Bahamut's voice would echo as he muttered from the ground. "Behemoth's Tail as well!?"

Roaring loudly Bahamut would use his own breath attack to send a massive white flame like beam towards Kira, and almost as if to challenge him Kira would do the same thing, inhaling the flames then exhaling them back canceling out Bahamut's Roar. "...Time, reverse." The area where Bahamut's beam traveled would ripple as the beam returned and then before Kira could recover make contact sending him into the air then rotating back down towards the top of the mountain and even the place where Arc stood started to crumble down.

Standing and watching for a moment, rather Kira had survived is one thing, but he would watch Arc for a moment as the dragon god didn't have a single mark on any of his scales. "The boy learns quickly, it took me an uncountable life times, more then your gods, to yield those holy flames, and months later this boy has done so. Demon i ask you why do you think that boy desire's to fight and power, i've been around before heaven and hell existed and this is the first time i've seen such a will, or is he missing a brain when power stands before him not to yield." Bahamut would watch the mountain come down and ponder for the time being.