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"...opps." Kurai's face was tinged in a shade of blue as a feeling of omenous thoughts filled the room. His punch wasn't suppsed to be that hard, and yet here his opponent was, blasted into a bunch of messy wet crimson chunks. Kento's body parts made a wet smacking sound when they hit the ground and his blood exploded in all directions, it even splashed a bit upon Kurai.

"Might as well absorb his remains...it'd be a waste to let that guy bleach the guys remains..." Kurai said, placing a palm upon the ground. Several arcane runes burned into existance upon his right arm as the mess upon the ground was slowly drawn into him. Even the mess that was once his brother was drawn into him. Unfortunately Kento's heart wasn't in sight, for they say you can draw even more strength from a defeated foe by devouring their heart. His brother would hardly agree to such an act though, so he scoffed the notion as he returned his focus towards drawing the blood unto him.

Aonice held her arms together, cringing at all the slimy forms and bloodness.. "Geeze you guys are nasty" She spoke to herself, sitting in the stands..

Just as Quint tried to get behind Aonice, Erasmus did get behind Quint. Infact, it seemed like he simply manifested himself there. If anything he had a tendancy to randomly be behind people.

" I really don't like it." He pouted as he sat on the back of one of the chairs. "Do you know how hard it is to get clotted blood out of tile? It isn't fun."

Quint laughed, the blood quickly blocked by some of his borrowed wings, "Child," Quint retorted, "Do not think for a moment that I haven't seen blood, or hate anything about it. When it is necessary, I will gladly spill and shed the liquid of life."

Quint thought about showing this boy what it really meant to lose blood, but he decided against it, wanting the same respect if he were on the arena floor.

Instead, he mocked the young man again, noticing how quick he was to do it.

"Chaff."

"As do I..." Came a voice from behind Kurai. Kento was fully rebuilt, but now was almost completely engulfed by darkness and blood, that slowly dripped from his limbs. "I just loooove the sight of the wonderful color and the smell it gives off." A large, long tongue exited his mouth as he finished the sentence, slowly licking trace amounts from under his left eye. The right eye however, was still closed, actually seeming to pulse with ever word he said. He glanced for a split second at Aonice as he licked the red goo from his face. "Mmm.. she'll make seconds after I'm done with you, boy. Wouldn't you say she looks delectable?" His voice seemed a deal deeper and quite darker then it had been. The careless, curse-alot, pervert punk was gone; he was now another being altogether.

"Okay... lets finish what we started. I hate things to be left incomplete," the creature said as he clinched his blacked left fist, leaving the right one palm open.

Still with the open palm......what's with his fighting style...it so......unhuman... Kurai couldn't restrain his mainiacal laugh again when Kento appeared, finally rebuilt before him, licking the slick, wet blood off of his face. His threats towards finishing him off and challenging the "gin wromner" and Aonice however struck a nerve.

"You're pretty damn cocky for a beast that relies on a miniscule eyeball for power. Besides, do you think me a fool? You're not even worthy of seeing my true form. Well not only that, but if you were to face Aonice as you were, she'd pop your frushniking head off like a cork from a wine bottle with those de-li-cious thighs of hers." His chuckles grew in frequency as he reached for his blade, the runes on his arm that had appeared when he absorbed his brothers blood burned with excitement. Finally taking hold of his blade the runes leapt from his arm and wrapped around the blade, increasing its size dramatically from 7 ft in length and 3 ft in width to 20 ft in length and 6ft in width. Veins pulsed loudly as the blade sharpened and grew jagged edges wth each pulse. A flip of his wrist and the blade swoops onto his shoulder.

"This is my Demonic Rending Sword....care to be ripped asunder by it? Nackruben tack ick nugish?"

~[Translations: *frushniking- F@ck!ng...]~

Aonice turned around to take a look at the currently female Quint ( wink ), as well as the busty Erasmus behind, and only smiled at their conversations.. it had been about half a day so far, a good seven hours for the group to get used to their temporary traits.. She then turned back towards the man at the bottom of the Arena, who seemed to be talking about her.. "Nani? I don't deal with your type. Simply too messy to be any fun" She nodded, flapping her hand at Bona as if simply shrugging him off..

She then simply smirked with a hint of Blush as the other opponent mentioned her thighs, and began to think just how she would defeat such an opponent..