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He lifted Naota, and slipped his shoulder under the unconcious man's arm. With Roan watching their backs...he felt little to no worry when he stepped through the portal. And as he made such an action, he spoke softly, under his breath.

Damn ninjas, running off and getting in a good scrap without sending out invites...and what the ********. Is Roan monologing again? I swear, she's gone senile...come on ya b*****d. Can't let you die here.

He pulled through the portal.

((kinda a shitty post XP))

((*Didn't know she should post.* @.@))

Looking up as Roan came to them, she raised an eyebrow in surprise before shrugging and muttering something about making it a party. When the portal was created, she looked at it before glancing to Roan to see if she would stop her from going into it. Not seeing any resistance, she shrugged once again before stepping through it after Iden and Naota.

The cainite stood in the middle of a small clearing the trees around him covered in thousands of small cuts and breaks, his slim body glistened in the moonlight the scared chest rising and falling by itself. Dagoth had never figured out how to get it to stop when he didn't need to breath, with a single roll of his wrist the tip of Jaito bit into the earth and Dagoth took a small walk to a near by tree. Picking a small towel up and cleaning himself up to a more presentable form, his eyes never stopped roaming the forest around him for movement it was nice to be away from the city but here was not a safe place. With a long stretch a wondering on what to do next entered his mind for the best part of four hours he had been here, Jaito was exhausted his body was near needing to be fed and he really didn't fancy going to the mansion and another drama filled week.

"Shouldn't you be licking your wounds somewhere? Hardly reduced, perhaps you've forgotten but true warriors never forget the simple joys of training."

Dagoth didn't move although he could guess where the voice was coming from, he sure as hell didn't expect it to be up there it would have been far too easy. Why he had approach Dagoth was far beyond the cainites comprehension after all it wasn't as if their first meeting ended well. Dagoth remembered thinking how nothing good could come from meeting the merchant and his band of crazy followers, the rewards where nice and now it would seem Dagoth was going to find out the true price of it all. His muscles tensed slightly as his boots dug gently into the soft dirt beneath him, with a single exhale he took in the entire pulse of the small area around him and ability he had spent a great amount of time practicing.

"Very brave from a so called man who hides in the shadows making small insults. A mouse? How about you come to me and I will show you what kind of creature I truly am."

Cold Dagoth's voice was unnaturally cold for him, there was no calculation just pure ice and loathing. Where ever he was hiding Dagoth didn't care that unnatural wrenching in his gut, was more than enough to convince the cainite he wasn't to far away from him. Dagoth could also feel just a slight tingle of excitement run down his spine, it had been so long since he had fought someone strong and even longer since someone much greater than himself had appeared before the cainite this was going to be fun.

Truth was fast there was no denying that Dagoth's form flickered as the Jaito faded from the ground, he could feel the very earth beneath his crumble and sink downwards it was more than enough reason to move quickly. Leaping through the breaking trees upwards towards his attackers right hand side, Dagoth jumped across his own fist raised high the entire arm ready to pass on a such a pleasant surprise. If Dagoth was fortunate to make any contact with Truth the Dark path of Torture would flood his system, his joints would feel as if they where swelling bones filling with disease and pain. It would be no Toxin or even magic but an attempt at rapidly aging a part of him.

*The sky had always been a second home to ROan, and as a shadowed phoenix, she flew with unusual grace and speed, heading for Dagoth's location.
She was fuming. Firstly at Dagoth for engaging someone as... abominable... as Truth without back up around, and secondly at Truth himself for a whole number of indiscretions, including ******** with her family after being SPECIFICALLY warne dnot to, and also being despicable enough to give her back some of her human self by making her able to feel once more. THAT was a major indiscretion she would never forgive.

Her shriek pierced the air as she rocketed downwards in a dive, caoming to land on a tree branch in clear view of the fight below. But.. she curbed her anger. Despite how much she woudl have licked to join in and simply peck the creature before her eyes' out, she stopped. And she thought.

Murderous eyes turned on the pair... and wings folded as she settled down to watch. this was Dagoth's fight. HER issues with his foe could be wrapped up when Dag was done with him*

.: Dagoth? Kick his ******** arse. :.

"I see." The voice spoke up as Dagoth held back its descending leg. However, it simply continued from there, pushing its leg down full force against the cracked shield. Given that it wasn't braced against the ground yet though, the push of its leg would instead cause its body to be lifted up. At almost the same moment the shield broke, the creature launched itself away, flipping backward a good two or so meter away from Dagoth's position. "So then you give no response?" the voice asked, moments before the many tiny shards descended upon him. It raised both of its arms in front of it, crossing them like an X. The familiar distortion of air appeared around its form, followed by a dark tint that just barely highlighted the glass like sphere. "Muda!" another voice shouted as the creature's body lifted off of the ground. Its body began to turn as the first of the sickle blades cut just into the first layer of the suit. "Is this the man father has me fight?!" the voice came again, a harsher, almost angry sounding voice that yelled through the mask. Its body lifted just above the ground, levitating, as it turned around. Each and every tiny little sickle blade was stopped, caught by this distorted force that bubbled around him.

The turn he made caused the falling sickle blades to catch and surround his body as he finished the turn. "Not a man... A mouse! A child that needs mother around him just to fight!" His body curled in slowly, as the darkened energy charged around the kinetic sphere. The sickle blades became saturated with this energy, appearing as little black spheres with illuminated dots at the center. "You waste my time!!!" he shouted as his arms and legs stretched out. A wave was sent outward around him, throwing the entire collection of tiny blades in every direction. With Dagoth being in the air as he was, there was a chance he was too high for the blades to produce severe damage on him. However, the forest around him and the presence of Roan was an entirely different story. In seconds the trees were torn apart into jagged ends and portions. Segments would fall or hang along that wood; some would simply fall apart onto the forest floor. What was left of these trees would simply collapse under the strain, soon reducing a rather large circular area of forest to that of a clearing. This was not the end of it though, far from it... Each tree, each form, each body and creature that was struck by the tiny blades began emitting a faint, dark hue on their body.

It was the energy the sickles had been saturated by, traces of it were left where they hit! And like a plague, they spread to every last thing that came into contact. For a being like Dagoth, and for a body like that of Darkus, such a small amount was trivial. The two forms would probably just reject and ignore the energy. To the trees and dead or dying animals however...

Psychokinetic Plague

"Yes..." The voice of Truth returned, its soft hum of a whisper touching upon Dagoth's ears as those azure eyes stared up. Thin, black lines began to course throughout the torn segments of wood and bush that used to be the trees. As they connected and crossed, the lines appeared not unlike the design printed over a circuit board. "...Perhaps... Perhaps it was a mistake to approach you, DeSeer..." both arms spread out, then swept forward in Dagoth's direction. The trees at first shivered, then lifted off of the forest floor and hurled themselves into the air. Every jagged end and sharp edge was turned toward Dagoth as the swarm was thrown into him. But tearing him apart with wood was not the intent, as the 'swarm' was simply thrown at Dagoth, rather then surrounding him. Instead, as it all reached Dagoth's position, all at once the black lines expanded over the trees and spread. In seconds, the trees and wood shards would be covered over by a layer of blackness. Following this, each tree would give off a slowly moving kinetic pulse that would push out. Each bubble of force would collide with one another, and should Dagoth be in the center of this they would all push down on him to hold him down, perhaps even crush him in the center of it all. As they collided, they merged, and as they merged, they grew more unstable.

Following the bubbles of kinetic force was the dark hue, the black energy that surrounded the trees, using the bubbles as a pathway. Soon the entire mass of wood began to radiate its own, huge kinetic field that was expanding slowly. In the dead center was an ever growing mass of the black energy, a core of sorts. The 'core' compacted for a few seconds, but grew ever the more unstable, threatening to erupt. The creature's arms were still outstretched, the creature itself waiting as the whole thing compacted. "Perhaps I had given you too much credit... Fall." he shut his right hand in the direction of the sphere. All at once the mass bubble 'popped', exploded, sending a huge kinetic wave that blanketed the forest, filled the air, and throw practically anything in its way out. The center followed less then half a second later, exploding, sending a mass wave of the black energy outward. Already in shards and pieces, the trees were simply cleared and obliterated from the sky. And if the kinetic explosion did not crush or tear Dagoth apart, then the worst of it would come. Dagoth would not feel the black energy harm him, it would not create a cut or a mark. Rather, the black sphere that expanded and resonated in the air would compress him inward, pull him to its center. He would feel the energy in his body depleting, no... Not simply depleting, but being torn apart, shredded. Cut over and over again until the pieces became too small to withstand the onslaught. Essentially, the resonating black energy would cut off every ounce of his energy and power so long as he stayed within it. Of course, this was assuming he had not escaped, and had he not... Well, perhaps he had proven the other voice right, perhaps he wasn't worth noticing...

The ground slowly sunk, but only a little... What few fragments of the trees were left on the forest floor were spread away and thrown into the rest of the surrounding forest. Yet the creature stood in place, seemingly unaffected, with the exception of the tendrils on its head billowing from the force. Those azure eyes continued to look up at the sky as the dark sphere permeated, small sparks and black electrical surges rushing along its surface. In a few moments, the sphere would dissipate, slowly dissolve to leave the sky clear again. "Such a disappointment... Isn't that right, my love?" The creature's eyes glanced toward the side, to the Phoenix that watched over them. One could almost hear the smirk that undoubtedly was made at that comment. Was he serious when he said it? Or was he simply trying to irk the DeSeer Mistress?