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((well we can wait.))

((Meh, she can probably catch up. This's her first time RPing, anyway, so maybe it'll help. =D Sorry 'bout this lengthy one here...))

"Agh, at this rate, the town will fall too late..." Fenrir sighed, though a bit of happiness was heard in his tone. And looking at the situation, and the livid bounty hunter after him, he'd have to put a personal touch to it. Well, not so much as personal, he concluded. An arrow flew overhead, missing his ear by a fraction. His eyes lit up suddenly as an idea formed, although it sent chills in his blood. "Say, Adal...You're a bounty hunter, right?"
"Yeah, what of it?" The man grunted when their blades had crossed. The strong brandy seemed to not have affected him at all and he glared angrily at Fenrir.
"Have you ever fought...let's see...a dragon, before?"
The man paused, blue eye narrowing in concentration. What the hell was he talking about? "A...dragon?" He repeated haltingly.
"Ah, I didn't think so." Fenrir shoved his hand in Adalwulf's face, darting agilely away from him as he stumbled backwards into the main confusion. He cast his calm gaze around, eyes landing on the woman with the bow. In a flash, he dodged and weaved to stand by her side.
Aetas sensed an uncomfortably familiar aura soon, particularly when her arms began to go weak. Lowering her yew bow, the bow dropped to swing by her sides. It felt as if her power had been nullified, or was being drawn upon but more so than when Reis had done it. She looked to the side to see Fenrir there.
"Deeply sorry..." He managed to mumble out sheepishly like a child caught. Before she could reply, his eyes went from their yellow to a combination of red and black as shiver went up his spine. A cruel, smug, smile grew on his face when he grabbed her wrist tightly. "But I am not." The pitch of his voice had gotten deeper. A spark formed where his hand was, travelling up her arm and his to shock the pair. Aetas cried out in fright when she realized what was happening, and Fenrir raised his hand, pointing it at random at a man. "This requires more than what my meager allowance is at the moment. But, I am, hm hm, overjoyed that you are present. A twist of Fate, as it were, would you say?" The doomed one fell down instantly to his knees, yelling in agony and holding his head. His entire body was consumed by shadows from the ground, growing larger and the surface started to bubble wildly like a tar pit. His horrified screams became deeper and louder, beginning to sound like another being altogether.

With Tumma gone, Der Reisende was left without an opponent. Seeing the elf stuggling with two enemies, Reis sheathed his sword and leaped over to the three. As the second demon was blown away, Reis decided to follow through with another attack. He drew as much energy as he could from the ambient magical charge of the battle, and focused it into a concussive wave. He aimed for the bony demon, intending to blast him even farther away.

((I don't know what you mean by that, Troy. lol))

((troy post plz so i can change enemies))

((didnt see that lol))
Kurochi didnt see worried as he transformed into a Serialian ghost deamon and the blast went right through him. "Now let me show you why you dont get between me and my prey." Kurochi's lifeless eyes burst into flames and his body started convulsing and erupted in flames and his bones turned into serpents of flames as they lunged forward at the new opponent he smirked as he thought "This will be fast hehehe."

Zalmor finally woke up, and saw that Kurochi was fighting some guy with a unique blade. He then saw the elf lying on the ground. 'Now this is my chance to eliminate that final elf.' Zalmor thought as he summoned another dark bow, and arrow. He pulled the arrow back and aimed for the elf's head then released, and watched as the arrow was speeding towards its target.