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* Ali simply looked at him for a few moments before he stood up straight and wandered out into the somewhat open area inwhich Yawg and Ziven had been earlier, his eyes staring up at the light blue sky above the branches. He was thinking. If family life had weakened Zero, had it increased Ali's strenght. Sure the two of them had in common to protect their families but Zero seemed to protect them by merely remaining a pasifist while Ali struck down anyone who would endager his wife and children, In a way it would seem that Ali had grown when it came to power. Also by officaly defeating Yawgmoth he would be the strongest one on among Crows circle, it might give him certain benefits also the title and reputation sounded highly aluring aswell.
Ali's eyes slowly traced back down from the sky, he had decided.* I accept.

Yawgmoth managed to find his way back into an open clearing, a clearing that had special meaning. Within the field was the largest crater his power had made thus far. The day his rage exploded and destroyed over half of the buildings and homes within the RDS. A smirk crossed his face, of course, it also gave birth to that shadow thing that embodied his hatred. Compared to that thing Yawgmoth's angst seemed rather miniscule. Luckily for him, Ali and Skye had figured out that with 200% of Yawgmoth's power the creature also took 200% more damage from Yawgmoth's weaknesses. Two powerful holy attacks had erradicated the shadow avatar of hatred from this world and freed Yawgmoth from being put under its boot. "Heh, we will be placed under your boot tomorrow Aliator? We shall see..." He said softly to himself as he dropped down into the crater climbing down the edge. The creater itself was every bit of two football fields wide and tall and every bit of a 50 or so foot incline downward towards the center vertix where Yawgmoth had stood that day. He would once again release that kind of power. but in a much different form, in a more controlled manner. To prepare.

Yawgmoth stood with his eyes closed in the vertex of the huge crater. His hand slowly undoing his shirt. He threw it to the ground and streched his large arms and back before hunching over slightly. Two large red lines formed on his back and from them two huge bat like wings ripped themsleves out spattering some blood around him. They beat once or twice to shake the red liquid from their skin and then curled against his back. The pain was evident in Yawgmoth's face when they emerged which, to anyone smart enough to realize it, meant it hurt for them to be used or taken out which is why the tail was the only extra appendage ever out. He took a deep breath. "If we are going to somehow trump you Ali we must use every asset we have. And that includes one my friend, that not even Crow has seen before." he said to himself once more. A pulsing wave blew out from him in a sphereical three hundred and sixty degree radium. A small jolt of energy to hint off to any beings sensative to those sorts of things. Yawgmoth too however, was very sensative to these sort of magics and when his pulse went out, like a sonar it bounced off of something magical. "Come out where we can see you. We don't have time for visitors. Show yourself and then leave." Yawgmoth called out without ever opening those dreadful crimson eyes.

"If we were you. We would get very far back. We don't have time to talk to you. Things are needed for our final atonement with Aliator. We will shake every foundation of the syndicate with our battle. We still need to see if we can really push everything we've got out. Every single ounce of energy. We warn you now. Stay this close and you'll be blown far away, maybe killed by what happens to us. Clear?" he said opening his eyes which had turned black. Even the whites of them. it looked..very fake. Like he was wearing contacts but that wasn't the case. As his head moved the blackness in his eyes seemed to shift like it was liquid. Kind of like the liquid his body often degraded to for a form of movement.

"You do not understand. Our powers are concealed away, locked with passive barriers. To conserve energy when walking around. Rarely do we come across an opponent that requires us to break these barriers. But Ali, Ali is such an opponent. And we agreed to break all of our barriers and unleash everything we have. As did he. So this exercise is just to break these barriers down and let everything we've got flow through for tomorrow. So we will not waste time in the arena breaking barriers and can get straight to the point. Get it now?" He questioned and seeing her feeble step back he was sure this woman had no idea just how much power was contained within Yawgmoth. "Oh, that won't be far back enough. This crater. We made. Does that give you any idea what's about to happen?"

Gritting his teeth the great process began. Starting with a faint purple light that became an aura flaring around him. Over the process the purple aura darkened and grew larger and large like a bonfire around his seemingly small form in comparison. The aura finally hit its peak blowing outward another wave of energy that made the trees around the forest groan from the stress the energy shoved onto the wood so suddenly. It's color had turned as black as the night no sign of light within it except for Yawgmoth's body. Each and every muscle tested the bounderies of his skin. The next step began with Yawgmoth's appearence becoming more feral like. His teeth grew longer the nails on the end of his fingers and toes sharpened and his muscles surged again pushing to the grotesque point of his skin that it appeared further strain on them would cause the tendons to literaly rip through his skin. The concentration on his face was solid a deep gritting expression of some pain and deep set confidance in what more was about to happen. The ground began to shake under him starting with tremors before turning into sparratic violent earthquakes of their own right. The dirt couldn't handle the stress and began to crack and split pieces of small pepple and rock shattering into dust under the weight. Near Ziven a weaker smaller tree was crushed cracked and falling over into another one. Another loud groan seemed to eminate from the forest itself all the pressure upon the plants and trees, like it was begging Yawgmoth not to push any farther. But he was just to halfway. there was far more to go.

The strain on all things around Yawgmoth grew greater every second as small patches of skin started to fall off of from his body revealing a smooth black obsidian like skin underneath, like that of his tail. Slowly as his body became covered with this obsidian like skin his size changed growing rapidly in both size and weight it appeared as though whatever form Ziven knew him in could not handle the strain of what was coming. His face peeled away like the rest of his skin as the pants on his legs ripped with the size increase larger and larger he grew and ever more demonic looking. The obsidian skinned creature before her now sprouted two gnarled horns from atop its skull, all traces of the fire red hair had gone away. It was at least fifteen feet tall and still growing. The muscle tone on the creature was growing larger to compliment the size of the beast. The crater cracked again sinking in and expanding its already colossal size under the weight of the darkness and evil being unleashed. The demon grew more larger, faster. Trees shattered into splinters, leaves were vaporized by the raging winds that carried a very strong sense of mana and energy upon them. Evil powers. The demonic looking thing was now taller than the trees and still enlarging. Yawgmoth's power was almost to a peak the dark black aura that kept him surrounded no matter the size changed enveloped the demonic as it roared. A sound easily able to frighten most timid people to death. A roar that sounded like Hell itself was screaming upward through earth. Given the creature's now massive size it echoed almost endlessly among the distance of the outside. Finally the show was over all came to a calm. Standing in the crater taking up almost the entire space was a giant demon too big for words to describe. It was titanic. Easily football fields tall. Larger than the crater was wide and tall. Its huge tail thrashed taking out any trees left standing behind it. It had no hands or feet anymore but claws and talon ended appendages. A long snout filled with gnarled sharp teeth, two huge wings that when flapped could easily stir up a dust storm and two huge gnarling twisted horns adorned the top of its head. A form Yawgmoth had not taken for as long as he could remember him being around the syndicate. The thick black liquid in his eyes had given way to a furious red. Much different from the red of his normal state, this red was like blood and the feeling it gave was that the huge demon saught to spill just that. The huge demon then peered about, trying to find if Ziven was still around or ran for her life.