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"I'm Strake, and I've heard of you while waiting tables. You're as famous as an evergreen around these parts. Mostly from fencing instructers actualy, congrats by the way. " Strake said as he turned to see a demon vanish by the power of Jacob's phantoms, it seemed that his control had made them more powerful.

Zo lashed out with his fiery chain once more, stepping back from the shower of fine black dust that followed in its wake. At least their numbers were steadily dissipating...not as quickly as he'd like but...He swung once more and the weapon formed a tighter loop around him. There was no way he could keep up with expending so much energy at this rate; the problem with purifying flame was that it took so much to generate, despite it's power. He sighed and shut his eyes...time to shift again.

Zo shot into the air, putting as much distance as possible between himself and the phantoms, shifting rapidly all the while. The chain was the first thing to go. It thickened and became shorter, it's white cast fading with a soft hiss as the blade became broader and more metallic. The small boy suddenly grew much taller, fair hair and light eyes turning blood red. By the time Zo descended, his weapon was no longer a chain but an oversized glaive, one end bearing a dark blade while the other was thinner and lighter. He took a deep breath and held out the weapon in the middle. "Summoning call, awaken silver breath!"The wind began picking up around his glaive, faster and faster...he charged toward the phantoms, a spinning top surrounded by silver white. Zo knew this was risky but as long as he had this wind barrier, he should be safe from the phantoms' touch.

Jacob returned the comment with "Well it can be easy to forget if you can control your enemies." and gave a laugh himself as a he duckedd under a dragon demon's claws. It then brought it's head down to try and bite him but he then thrust the sword into it's mouth piercing it's brain. He then looked and said "Is there no end to these things?"

"Nobody can take care of it for you, either you kill a phantom in a hit, or it recovers." Strake called out to Halen. "I'm curious, would you be able to take over that demon?" Strake said in a low voice. He turned to block a demon's sword, which was coming down. He then perried and lunged his sword towards the stomach of the demon. The demon hoped back in time, he was only stabbed by the end of the sword. It caused a minor wound by demon terms.

"Hmm." His eyes lit with interest. "That'd be cool." He didn't care who Strake was talking to, he wanted to try. Frowning, Halen concentrating on sending his spirit outside himself, into the demon's body. He hit massive resistance, seeing as the thing wasn't dead yet. "Damn." Halen came back to himself, shaking his head with a sigh. "It's definitely possible." He shrugged. "But you'd have to be way stronger than I am." Halen clubbed another one over the head with something large and blunt; he wasn't sure what it was. "I'm still not killing anything." He said. "I'll knock 'em out long enough for someone to finish them, but I will not kill anything."

"Well, Rikku, He is full demon and I'm just a mutt. He is very suceptable to the...phantoms. You should know that him fighting at all is just plain risky because of his condition, he'll go out of control. You know, at one point, he was actualy the demon lord? He turned away from it though." Strake eplained to Rikku.

A demon came up behind Strake too quick for his normal senses to respond. A sudden poof of smoke came out. In the distance was a white haired man, wearing a white robe, tied with a Black belt. In a blink he disapeared.

"Lucky break huh? Who woulda thought I'd be saved by the demon lord today? I was hoping on teleportation, but I didn't notice him, or even flinch. Too bad, oh well, it seems that I woulda died, so I'm lucky. I think the ability is caused by a flinch." Strake laughed a bit and was watching carefully. I'm curious as to why he'd take that dangerous of a risk... Strake thought to himself.

Halen stared at Jacob for a minute, trying to work out the logic in that. He knew it was there somewhere. "I guess that makes sense," He said slowly. A second later, he grabbed one. It was surprised, so Halen had time to wrench on it's neck; CRACK. It disappered. He supposed it was fairly safe to say it was 'dead' now.