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Gushka's eyes narrowed. "Your all on their side? Now your not women to me. You are all whores in the sense of using your sexuality to lure out the opponents to kill them and claim rewards da? Sick. Filthy. Animals." He dropped Aida and rested his ax on his shoulder. "I give you scum last words."

Gushka stared at 'her' for a second...the realization hit him. But his reaction was not what you would have expected. "No. That doesn't effect anything. I'm still going to break you here. Take you back to base. And perform inhumane tortures on your physical and emotional being to withdraw information out of you and laugh the entire time. Maybe enjoy a drink. I don't know. Maybe some wine." He said grinning all the while.

Olegushka trembled with anger. His flames radiated off his ring and down his arm all the way down to weapon. He pulled out the other box and released the polar bear, who reared up on it's hind legs. Olegushka snarled a few words at it. The animal and his ax slowly desovled into just flames and started forming themselves to create something on their masters body. Parts of it resembled the traditional cossack uniform. With it's fur coat and design. The rest was armor, with a chest plate with intricate designs and gauntlets that stretched up to his elbows. They were heavy and unweaildy looking. They had the face of a ploarbear on the end. Sticking out and angry as if it were the real deal. To keep his shoulders from dislocating from the sheer weight, chains and leather straps circulated around well muscled biceps and attached to shoulder plates at the top.

"Aida dear, I'm going to need some room....Go back home, I'll be there soon." He called back, throwing her a quick and sweet smile before looking back to Gushka. The swordsman lit his ring again, pulling a small box from his pocket. Oh, they were both going to go all out, how exciting, he hadn't had such a bloodthirsty and anger-fueled fight in years. Levani released his own box animal, a flash of lightning circling the area before landing on the his shoulder. It screeched at the armored Boss, flapping its wings in an agitated way.

"Sokoll," he muttered, sending another wave of electric shocks through the hawk. They passed over Levani's thin frame, taking on the shape of white baggy knee-length shorts, lined at the bottom with buzzing gold and supported by seemingly glowing belts fastened at his girlish hips. His fitted t-shirt started tearing, shifting into an equally baggy white jacket that stopped at his elbows and midriff, lined with the familiar electrocuted gold and fastened with buttons on the shape of lightning bolts. The last few lightning flames covered his hands, creating supportive gloves as he gripped the sword tighter, resembling a boy for once. Sokoll screech once more, leaning forward and flapping large wings.

"It looks like speed versus strength...," he chuckled, pointing the sword and falling into an offensive stance, "Are you ready Mr. Olegushka?"

Levani stood his ground, unflinching at the display of raw strength. His clothing buzzed, sending off soft light around him. Sokoll screeched again, ready to go while his master sized up the opponent once more.

"If you can catch me." he challenged, darting towards Gushka with little more than a light trail of sparks behind him. This truly was the best, when he was fighting, swift on his feet and unseen to most. The hawk took off, sparking and leaving its own trail of electricity. A silver blade sliced through the air, stopping a fraction of an inch from the boy's nose.

"What did you do to Aida?" he muttered, eyes narrowing slightly.

"That's it?" Levani mulled that over for a second, keeping it at Gushka's throat while he took in the man's facial features. He wasn't lying, and Aida did only have that head wound. Which looked pretty bad at the moment, even if head wounds did bleed more than any other wounds. Maybe this little fight should be abandoned, even if he was all ready to slice this kid up like a holiday ham. His mouth tugged down into an upset frown at the thought, but he sighed angrily knowing it would be best. Aida would be pissed if he killed the Russian and not her...And her little flame issue was just as bad as the head wound.

Levani doubled over from the impact, blood leaking from the sides of his mouth and, for once, he winced at the pain of something. He choked and sputtered some blood, noting it dripping onto Gushka's arm. The swordsman laughed shakily, gripping onto the boy's arm and smearing his blood onto it while he clutched his sword tightly. Great, now Aida AND he would have to get medical treatment...He was sure one of his organs was probably bleeding internally. Maybe a fracture or a broken bone.

"Heh, I told you, I'm not a girl," his deep blue eyes met Gushka's head on before Sokoll swooped in and snagged the back of his jacket, pulling him away from the Russian sharply and dropping him about 20 feet away.

"This is why I hate men, this is why I don't want to be likeyou. You're all ruthless and aggressive disgusting beings." Levani wiped the blood from his mouth, panting and choking. He needed to find a way to get out of here....Sokoll could pull Aida far from here since she was so light....But he'd have to run by himself. How far could he get before his body gives out? The hawk screeched again, snapping him out of a blurred thought and stared at him sharply. The man stared back, eyes widening and mind clearing. Right, the fight. Focus on the fight, save Aida, don't be bothered if you die.