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"Probably....when Fierce first came out...he was faced with a lot of strong fighters...the only reason he left here was because Taliman lead him away...and distracted him with a city full of innocents...."

Jade cringed slighlty, wishing they could have done something sooner, that she could have.

"I wouldn't be surprised if he is....he knows he can find people here...."

"I am sorry I was gone for too long." Seph removes his jacket. "If only there was more to help." Seph looks in every direction, and then goes to sit on the couch waiting...

::Finally, some more powerful energy signatures. Still flying slowly some distance off the coast of California, Fierce is headed in the direction of the Orion club. He senses three above average entities, one being significantly more powerful. That one seems to be male. There's still that mysterious signature around the woods, but the demon will get to that one later. Not wanting to wait any longer, his aura flares more wildly before he suddenly vanishes in a burst of energy.

In hardly second, he's reached his destination. There is suddenly an incredibly loud banging sound in the stadium, deafening to the ears of anyone present. The ceiling can be seen denting from numerous impacts outside, trying to fix itself before being pounding against again. After about half a minute, finally, the powerful nanomachinery breaks open, a cloud of black mist seeping through along with a right, clawed fist. The punching and smashing continues for a few more seconds, before a powerful red beam of ki smashes the hole wider, crashing into and shattering one corner of the ring. A figure drops through just in time, as the ceiling mends itself quickly.

Landing in the far side of the ring is Red-headed Devil himself, his feet spread about a meter apart, and his hands resting at his thighs. His head is ducked low, making eye contact with no one present, though only Satomi is in the stadium. Red electrical energy sparks around his motionless body within his blackened blood red aura, his attire different from the last time any of these people saw him.::

Jade was about to answer Seph again, when a loud pounding in the direction of the stadium rang in her ears. She leapt up out of her seat, forgetting about her hald finished drink and grabbed Seinorei in her hands, bolting for hte stadium.

"Damn..he's here already!"

As Kolt walked through the club a loud shattering sound emits from the stadium. Everyone runs towards the stadium as Kolt stands still. He stares down to Bell a small ghost girl. She gives him a nod to confirm who he think it was. Kolt makes a calm pace toward the stadium area. Kolt has seen the power of this creature first handed. Though maybe this time the creature will be at his own disadvantage due to a new factor.

Jade ran down the hallway, tearing hte sheet off from around Seinorei as she skidded to a stop just inside, her eyes wide as she looked up at Fierce as he entered. She gulped in her throat, her heart pounding.

"....."

Words wouldn't even come out of her mouth, and she looked around, noticing that Satomi was also in there. She didn't know when the other girl had arrived, but right now, she was more worried about her as Satomi headed for Fierce.

"Sa....Satomi!"

She clenched her teeth, trying to figure out what to do.

....girl...poor little....girl...

: biggrin eity cannot see the girl, and for some reason her signature is somewhat unfamiliar. It is not until the demon's head slowly rises, his black eyes resting on Satomi's form, that Deity realizes who it is.::

Oh god.....what is she doing...?

::The Red-headed Devil smirks widely at the girl, who he has yet to lay eyes on. However, he seems to already have a specific hatred for her. Little know to many, those Deity loves, Fierce hates. He generally hates everyone, but he'll pass up an eternity of battle for the chance to kill one of his alter egos loved ones.::

....she's gonna die...

::Raising his arms from the front of his hips, and aiming his palms at Satomi, Fierce lifts his arms until they are almost horizontal. Then, the sound of wood snappinga nd cracking resonates trhoughout the room. Upon inspection, one would notice all fifty of the chairs in the stadium are torn from the ground, lifting up and hovering twenty feet above the ground. Without another moments hesitation, Fierce waves his arms nonchalantly upward, sending all of them directly at Satomi with no attention spared to the others.::