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An unknown power could be felt drawing closer and closer to Janus, Hakkai, and Yoko. Although the three of them were within a barrier designed to keep demons out, they would soon come to find out that barriers were nothing to the approaching entity. A beam of black energy would connect with the barrier and easily break through it and continue on its path towards Yoko. From the point of contact the black energy would spread outwards consuming the rest of the barrier like a plague. Any who had seen this energy before would quickly recognize the most destructive energy in existence, chaos energy. Chaos energy breaks apart all that it touches on a molecular level, ripping it apart and then consuming it. There wasn't a single thing power that could stand against the raw destructive power of chaos energy.

A figure cloaked in all black would land in the forest, his back to Yoko, the yellow eyes of his mask looking towards Hakkai. No distinguishing features could be made out of this being, on his overwhelming power and a few stray red hairs sticking out from under his hood. Slowly his left hand would rise up and his hand would open, palm facing up. ”I think you know what I have come here after, and you would be wise to hand it over.” As the mysterious figure spoke he would bring his right arm up and reveal an old and well used shield. The shield and the sash would both begin to glow with an ominous light as the figure took a step towards Janus and Hakkai. ”As you can see I’ve come to add your Virtue to my collection.” Just who was this mysterious cloaked figure, and how had he come to possess one of the Virtues!?

Kira and roy were to face off with rihan, kira himself was glad that was the case he wanted to throw down with him since the srart to begin with, and taking a step the fiery aura would being fiercer, his excitement increasing. But, after taking a step the expression would change to fear, not from the other one or rihan, or janus for that matter, but from a being that changed the whole game.

Turning quickly towards the direction of the power of the new foe, the aura would vanish and kira would begin to shake, for the first time in a long time he had never felt such a high level of energy before, even for his oni's and lucas' standards. Was this the true enemy? Whatever the case, kira would rockethis left fist to his face to snap him out of it.

Turning to roy, he resumed his normal self, but something changed, kira's eyes were yellow. And shortly after he heard janus' voice, once he explained, he gotten the virtue, he would stare at roy then rihan. "as much as I wanna fight, that's a losing bet, we can't afford to lose anymore man power, let's get out of here roy, now!" kira would hop in the air as his left hand aimed downwards, and he would shape his wind board again, and it would ignite into flames, roy was able to keep up, but since kira steped up his own powers, he would be even faster then before.

Surfing the wind out, he would head towards town, confidence that roy can keep up, if not kira had ways of assisting him. Whatever this thing was, kira wanted no part of him, not till they are in a better battlefield, but wondering, would this thing follow them to town? Hopefully not, but what if it did? Kira didn't have time to figure it out, but the mission was complete, they got the virtue, surviving is the next step,but he wouldn't forget jades rihans and this new enemys scent, no more sneaking up on his group anymore.

Kira hoped lucas, raven,wyndom, and the others were fairing better then they were.

As the woman indicated her readiness to join in the expedition, Arc continued penning the final message to the legion. Finishing the letter he sealed it in a message tube along with the other messages and requisition forms. At this point he reached over to archaic leather bound journal resonating with eldritch energy, the letters on the cover seeming to glow ever so slightly, a change which had occurred only since he had begun penning out his new needs. Tathian sighed and flipped open the book, to read what was written there in. His eyes glided across the pages reading and taking in the words on the page. As he read his lips pursed and his eyes tightened as of one reading uncomfortable news or something distasteful.

Lord Tathian of the Legion, commander of the legion vanguard, your presence is requested by the legions council. The matter is of pressing importance and should be considered an order from the highest post which supersedes all present activities. This message is penned by the hand of the arch mage Mazrian, and is passed as from one brother to another.

An official summons by the council, delivered by one of the legionnaires closest friends could only mean dire trouble of one sort or another. It also meant that his present plans would have to wait a fact which was in part disappointing. Still it was best to be honest with his new employee about the nature of and cause for his sudden need to depart. His green eyes shifted to her as he lifted his pen to the paper and willed his own personal magics into the ink at its tip. Understood my dear friend, I will join you as soon as possible in Nazria. His response was short and brief indicating no need to question the letter or its Authenticity. That done he organized his thoughts and began to set in line what he would need to tell the woman across from him.

”Unfortunately, my planned expedition is going to have to wait, a matter of great urgency has arisen on my home plane. Something has happened to one of the legions lords and my presence is required by the council in order to deal with this event. I will pen you a message which will show up in that journal when I can return to this realm. Allow me to escort you back to your home plane?”

Roy was prepared to fight along side Kira. As much as he didn't recommend it. As Roy was listening to what Rihan had to say, a massive amount of energy could be sensed. Roy's eyes widen as he looked up just in time to see the chaos beam collide with the barrier, proving it's power over it. Roy instantly was taken back, he couldn't believe it. But he did, with his own two eyes he saw the very thing he hoped no one would use ever again. A chaos beam. The power level he was feeling from the figure was impressive and more than enough to go toe to toe with either of the Leader of Heaven and Hell.

"Father?" he said, taking careful steps back. He even ignored what Kira was saying. "It can't be....it's not....they imprisoned you." Roy turned to see Kira take off, he was quick to follow. Roy blasted off the ground igniting his flames before throwing himself off in Kira's direction to catch up. "KIRA WE MUST INFORM ONI AT ONCE!!" he yelled passing Kira. It seemed Roy had a history with the cloaked figure or was he mistaking it for someone else? Either way, the figure used a technique that could easily be recognized as his father's signature move. If it was used, there were only a few who had mastered the technique. Hopefully Oni would know. Roy had hoped it wasn't his father.

Father or not, the figured made his move and didn't seem like he was there to play games. Roy figured Kira would catch up easily once they were far far far away from the scene. "Kira, who was that? I must know. Please tell me you recognize that energy he used." he asked. Roy had been away for a long time, hopefully Kira would be able to shrine some light on who the figure was. But Roy stilled feared the once. Because among the people who mastered the technique was Morik, Zarrius, his father and another member of Cruxis, who's name Roy couldn't remember.

Yoko would quickly find out how big of a mistake she had made as the chaos energy easily ripped through the demonic and spiritual energy she used to try and deflect the chaos beam. Would she be able to notice that the energy she had used was no match for the chaos energy before it struck her? If not she was as good as dead. If she was hit the chaos energy would eat away at her entire body from the point of contact until nothing was left. That was the price to pay for underestimating chaos energy, or maybe she had just overestimated the demonic and spiritual energies. Either way, she was sure to pay for her mistake.

The mysterious figure could only watch as the ice demon grabbed the virtue from the guardian and disappeared within the water. But before the masked figure could give chase another would appear in front of him and attempt to take the shield from his arm. Rihan would find that the shield wouldn’t be easily taken off the figure’s arm. The strap was fastened tightly across the beings forearm, while his hand firmly gripped the handle on the backside of the shield. Of course the shield would quickly be the least of Rihans worries as the figures cloak would spiral towards Rihan. Each spiral came to a deadly point, and if Rihan didn’t move thinking that the cloak was fabric he would find himself impaled multiple times by steel. Although the cloak was made if steel if flowed in the wind like it were made of nothing more than cotton. This was one of the beings simplest and most effective defenses. Either Rihan would find himself impaled on the figures cloak or his would retreat, whatever the case that wouldn’t stop the guardian from launching his attack to stall this mysterious figure from reaching Janus.

The wave of flames would wash over the figure obscuring him from sight as the rest of the attacks flew directly towards him. Could the figure even see the rest of the attacks after being blinded by such a massive wave of flames?! The answer would soon be discovered as the flames died down and Hakkai’s fist came into contact with the figures tiger mask. The spike of earth was protruding from his chest and he was filled with holes from the ice spikes. It seems that for even all of his power this being didn’t have enough defensive talent to survive an onslaught of that magnitude. Of course as the tension began to fall laughter would begin to echo from the corpse. ”Gotcha!” The being would slide from the spike as his body repaired itself! The being was completely unharmed by Hakkai’s attack! And his counter-attack was already underway! The figures left arm had morphed into a steel blade and was thrust directly at Hakkai’s chest!

The blade would pierce the guardian’s chest with ease and precision, Hakkai’s heart would be at the end of the blade extending from his back. The figure would take one more step forward closer to Hakkai as the blade reformed into his arm, the heart resting in his hand. The water beneath the plants would run red with the guardian’s blood, and his killer just stood there with his arm through Hakkai’s chest, holding his heart. With one quick motion the figure would pull his arm back through Hakkai’s chest and drop his heart into the bloody water at his feet. The guardian’s body would fall lifelessly to the ground and the figure would only look towards the direction of Ragnarok. ”Run while you can little rabbits. We will meet each other again soon.” With the guardian dead, and the virtue gone the figure would vanish as quickly as he had appeared. Any trace of his energy signature would vanish and no one would be capable of finding him until he decided to show himself once more.

As Kira had knew Roy would keep up mighty fine, as they were in the air, Kira would not answer any of Roy's question's, he didn't have any answers himself, if anything the only thing going in his head was how powerful this guy was, and if anyone knew Kira, his eye's were able to see how the chaos beam worked and knew that it was a level beyond what they were all at, but something in him still wanted to go toe to toe with that being.


"Janus." Kira would speak as he made a u-turn down towards the ground where the blue demon was running at, speed was not his forte, riding down on the wind he would hover behind and then next to Janus to his right. "Get on." Kira could smell the blood and hear the explosions. the blood alone and the sound of flesh ripping was clear to what had happened, someone died, and the smell of the metal, of the being was gone.

The flames along the windboard would fade, and would allow a spot for Janus to get on, Kira did his best not to reveal his expression, but being the flames of emotion that was not something that would happen, Kira wanted to turn around and try to save the guardian, but knew it was already to late, and the fact someone gave their life for them to move on, was something that would burn in him for a long time, he would avenge his fallen comrade.

"Sorry Janus, Roy, Let's head to town, something don't smell right, Janus, hold on tight, we're kicking it into overdrive!"

The Flames would return at the end of the wind board as they would rocket towards the town in a hurry, nearly twice as fast as when he created the first board. Kira had a feeling this whole ordeal was not over, something didn't sit right, why would some guy just come kill the guardian and leave without his prize, that alone spells backup plans, and with that mindset, Kira would draw his sword in a reverse grip, which oddly enough was the first style of swordplay Kira used a long long time ago, before he became a warrior of heaven, also it was the style that was his most deadly and serious.

Arc waved at his fellow guards, caught in a way off guard, he had very few people within the guards who respected him, and fewer still who liked him. Heaven was in a way surprisingly full of prejudices against half bloods, especially half blood celestials. Arc felt something along the lines of what General grants was feeling within the city, his abilities felt restricted, but the nature of his angelic magic left him with a feeling of absolute power within his own sphere. As if the grand reaching aura empowered you while encouraging you to be absolutely certain before you used that power. At any rate Arc was uncomfortable with the feeling and had to fight to keep his hand off his blade as the new angel appeared laying out their path for them.

As the angel floated away, Arc would move towards the door, knowing that general grants would be heading the same direction. Reaching the door he would open it, giving the other celestial a chance to pass through its opening before passing through himself and continuing on towards the bricked off wall and the light post. Arc should if all things went appropriately have little to no reason to draw either of his weapons but was prepared to draw any of them in the blink of an eye. He would allow the general to trigger the entrance to the passages beyond expecting fully to be a guard as such from here on out.

Arc had trained himself to the point of competing regularly with angels in speed and strength, though he lacked their magic fortitude. He was working on a few new magics which would enhance his speed and with that he could perhaps counter some of even the fastest opponents. His time in heaven had lead him to slowly drift away from his heritage and his mothers teachings from his childhood, in favor of a more active combat style rather than the inherently reactive iajutsu. From here on out, Arc would treat it as if he was on the clock, working standard escort through possibly hostile scenarios.