"Damn!" Feiten yelled and lifted Meran who basically was on the verge of passing out not due to the loss of blood, but due to the reality of the whole situation. A sea of blood flowed down to the ground from the poor girl, and Feiten's feet stumbled underneath him to try to avoid it. He turned to find Zayin similarly mirroring Alice, with precision strikes and shots, but only to be denied the satisfaction of a landed blow on Loki's quite annoying mist. "You two must be new to the job, you guys absolutely suck." Loki snickered, loving the building frustrations within the human. Feiten thought to take advantage of the distraction and sprinted to the exit with Meran in hand, only to have another explosion blown almost directly in his face. The smoke and dust was cleared quickly by the wind, and for the first time Feiten experienced a true jolt of utter astonishment.
There was Shiro and the Alice woman, both fighting for what they stand for and for who they needed to protect. Shiro was basically flying off the walls of the giant buildings, and Alice was making slashes and dents in the concrete in an attempt to defeat her wild foe. It was interesting, Alice had completely changed her tactics to fight a different opponent, and Shiro looked like she escaped from Mortal Kombat with all the crazy and unmethodical moves she was pulling. Shiro was knocking at Alice's armor, almost teasing, and whenever a blade came her way she turned into a skilled gymnast to dodge. Her long white braids seemed to be in slow motion following her, mimicking the last movement she did. Alice on the other hand was almost as fast, but she knew seers had the upper hand in terms of speed and agility, and she compensated well. Feiten watched while shielding Meran from any debris, and his jaw fell open when Alice finally got somewhat frustrated that Shiro was just too great at avoiding her attacks, grabbed her one of her bulky swords with a metal hand and extended it, then swung down and out at Shiro, effectively turning the pulsing sword into a long veiny scythe, stashing the other behind her. Shiro ducked and basically turned their fight into a game of limbo. She grabbed her braids and tugged them to come down with her so that they wouldn't get sliced down to half the length. Loki seemed to be suddenly absent, and the question made itself known that the possibility of him going back inside for Zayin was true.
Shiro caught Feiten gawking and started stomping down like a child. "DO YOU WANNA DIE!?" She screeched and only then was he snapped out of his awe. "Sorry-?!" Feiten yelled back and caught the attention of Alice. In order to evade a potential attack, Feiten sprinted to the back of a large slab of concert that had gotten forced up from the explosions from before. Alice stopped, gracefully swinging the scythe behind her to fully study Feiten. He peeked up over the slab, and immediately ducked back down when he made eye contact. A wave of recognition washed over the lavender headed woman, and her star shaped eyes made a small connection. Shiro took note of her distraction and thought to land a blow on her. "He's not important, lady!!" She hopped over to at least try to kick Alice in the face, but was quickly stopped by the shaft of the scythe. Alice didn't even look at her, which only pissed Shiro off more than she already was. While Shiro was struggling hanging off of the giant glorified stick, Alice kept her eyes glued to where Feiten was hiding. She then leaned into her shoulder to trigger a communication device hidden within the armor.
"I might've made contact with Leishion's kid."
She murmured into herself. A series of excited whispers came from the device in response, some questionable and others completely ecstatic.
"That's not freakin' important!!" Shiro screamed and clawed at Alice's hair, managing to grab a handful and tugged as hard as she could. Alice growled at the girl and twirled and swung the scythe down and around with intent to sever Shiro's arm off. The blade did in fact make contact with flesh, but in a last attempt to save her arm, Shiro flung herself in the same direction as the blade until her arm was freed from the grasp of the blade. "Did that thing cut to the bone?!" Shiro threw her arm up to study the wound. "It should have." Alice huffed, and then did other Lux Æterna members show up for the fight. Shiro snapped out of her study and whipped around to get a headcount. There were about another 20 people who had shown up, armed with deadly force. "Well fuck." Shiro quacked and braced herself for anything about to be thrown or shot at her. She then paused and remembered her misty companion, and the fact that she could actually defend herself rather than just stand here as a punching bag. She jabbed her hand directly into the gaping gash, collecting as much of her blood as she could. "Loki! Drag that motherfucker out here!" She barked, a twisted smile pulling at her lips as she watched blood pour into the crevices of her hand and nails, and as the small nerves within her muscle tissue twitched, feigning connection to the ones severed. A gray swirling smoke shot out of the now tarnished fashion store, dragging an armored figure out with it, and dropping it right next to Alice. The long haired figure flew up and dusted himself off, hopefully wondering that no one would make fun of him later.
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FantasySeers used to be loved and adored by humans for how they would help and love one another. It wasn't until a grave misunderstanding for all parties involved for everyone to turn on each other and start the centuries long massacre. However Meran, her...