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Ten was already in a defensive stance, for he knew that an opponent was most open to attack when he was on the offense.

The freak wolf was behaving much like Ten had when he was green and young, like the juvenile bug-chewer Castiel seemed to be. He had been expecting some form of magical assault to attempt to catch him off guard. And the moment the flash movement happened, he was ready.

He focused his stance, and as the blade came, he raised the Iron Curtain into an intercepting path, flipping the blade onto it's blunt edge and letting the two clash as he braced the blade with his free hand. The weight of the sword impacted the relic blade, the striking ringing out in chiming tones, as Ten's arms lost feeling from the forces placed on them. But his grip remained firm, as he adjusted the stance in a fragment of a second.

This is also where Castiel's claymore would betray him, as Ten used the force behind the blow, turning his body and stance along with the stroke. The smooth flowing lines of his own sword formed a natural channel, to turn his opponents strength into his own. With merely a correction of angle, the claymore's blade slid along the smooth back of the oriental sword and pushed itself towards the ground, golden sparks flying over the magical blade. This was basic physics, energy took a path of least resistance, and by providing it for the claymore, he would easily turn a heavy blade aside and send the point of the sword directly away from harming the Kitsune. Ten knew this would cause an opening in his opponents guard, which he moved to exploit.

With blade diverted, Ten grinned widely, as he chanted a small incantation, and let the fury of the lava spirit come to his hand. A bright blue flame sprung from his Palm, which Ten flourished at Castiel's exposed face. Ten had not gauged his opponents true speed with the blade, but he felt confident he had moved the Claymore far enough away with his 'Akido-inspired block', to leave the bug-eater open. The flame lanced from his hand directly at his opponent, bright and hungry to burn away what Ten had beckoned it forth to consume.

A hunter had been hidden in the trees above, he jumped on the empty knights back as Bathe was still locked in combat with another. The hunter on his back stuck his hand it the helmet, Bathe whipped his helmet back trapping the hunter there he then swung his axe straight back with both hands! A juicey squishing sound was heard followed by a deafening scream. Armored Bathe then brought the axe down hard in front of him, the hunter who was on his back along with it. The heavy spell forged weapon crushed the man in front of him and pushed the axe further into the other hunters back.

With an armored boot the empty knight stomped the hunters head into the blade thus finishing the two, but there was still two left, and Castiel to deal with. Bathe's armor turned observing the foxes battle, a tingling on his hands then captured his attention. It was too soon for his armor to be rusting yet, the stupid curse was taking its toll.

Castiel was caught off guard by Ten's movements and how his blade's power had easily turned against him but it was to be expected from a trickster. He quickly shifted his feet and bent his knees, the blue flame flew at his face with speed. Castiel sprung up over his claymore with the point of the blade still touching the ground, he used the momentum in his legs to twist his body 90degrees. "Hehe" he chuckled in that second gap he had on the false grip upside down and looking at Tenoji before landing and pivoting his body to swing the blade with great force and momentum.

2 more hunters jumped out of the shadow of the trees to replace the ones that had been killed, they were only slightly skilled in the art of kenjutsu but enough to cut their foes down.

Castiel's blood was coloured with excitement as their blades clashed once more. The clash was strong enough to send a mini shock wave through the surrounding trees, The leaves lifted off the floor also "tingly" he said as they brought their clashing blades closer to themselves, he felt the tingling sensation in his hands as the full bodied swing crashed against Ten's sword.

Castiel pushed away to give himself some distance from Ten, this time thrusting the big blade at him in a flurry of thrusts.

(OOC: busy with exams?)

Rae looked at the battle, she wasn't that blood thirsty. In a quick moment her body changed back into the teenage girl. It didn't appear the fox needed help with that monster. The curse kept replaying in her mind, each time getting darker and scarier. She did not want to die, not now. Now her head turned to Bathe, he needed help. Two more people had appeared out of the shadows of the forest. She pushed aside the haunting words of the curse, but the words left a troubling look on her face.

Rae ran towards Bathe, also trying to dodge the huge axe he carried. This was a spell, they all had there time limits. Part of her was deciding if she should die now that way Castiel had no chance of breaking the curse. Even when the two were battling, Rae decided to mention something. " Oh Castiel, what would you do if your poor little wolf got hurt? " After saying this she turned into a wolf and launched herself at one of the mans knees, where the armor split, and bit down with a great force.

Armored Bathe swing his heavy axe around cutting the hunters around them. He was surrounded, four men with guns pointed at him. As soon as Rae became human again they must have decided the book was a bigger threat to them then a teenager. "Run Rae!" Bathe yelled, "Ten and I will be fine, just run!!!" The forest was calm and cold all around but not in this circle, it was like they were disturbing the natural order, and if Castiel got his hand on Rae it would be over for not only her but for for Ten as well, and if Bathe didnt get rid of this curse now he may be magicless for a long while.

Tenoji's golden eyes tracked the motion of his opponent through the air as he flipped, and as he moved, so did the fox of fortune. He nimbly danced to the side, taking a light-footed set of sideways step to keep himself positioned and between the melee Bathe and Rae found themselves in and Castiel. As he moved, he was emitting Magic.

A small flickers of golden flame from the locks of his hair and from the cuffs of his sleeves. But as he returned to the Iron Curtain defensive stance, he calmed himself, and those flicking flames of magic ceased just in time to block the full swing that clashed against it. Again, Ten let motion and force turn against, rather than fighting the big blade, he let the clash and shock-wave push him away. He grunted as he slid along the ground, more of the fiery glowing motes coming from his hair as he struggled to keep the magic penned inside for use later. His feet dug grooves in the earth as he was forced away, as he barked at his opponent, "You gonna ruin a perfectly good pair of expensive boots."

As the abomination werewolf came at him, and he heard Rae's call behind him, Ten formulated a plan. It would require a sacrifice however. As Castiel came at him again in with a flurry of attacks, Ten saw his opening. He let the sword drop, and took the tail of his long white coat in his free hand. He charged, and then unleashed his coiled muscles in a tactical leap over the assault. He thrust his coat tails onto the point of the blade, letting the big blade pierce through them with a terrible ripping sound. As it pierced, Ten twisted his coat tail sharply, as his leap carried him over his opponent.

See, a big blade like that cut with weight and force of it's swing. When thrust into a thick patch of fabric like Ten's coat, and then arrested there, it wouldn't have the momentum to cut easily. It would have to teat against tensile strength, which would take time. But this is exactly why Ten positioned the way he had, as he sailed over Castiel. He landed, and began to pull with both hands on his coat tail. He hauled hard, his form shifting as he did...ears and tail exposing themselves as his eyes became more slanted and his muscles toned and tightened. His second form, the near-human came to his aid when he needed the strength. He pulled with all his might, hoping to use the distraction Rae provided and haul that whole blade, edge first, straight up and right into Castiel's face and chest

Castiel enjoyed the battle, it was so hard for him to find an opponent that was strong and fast. As the blade flew at him, he stood up right and loosened the cuffs on his shirt, as the blade came an inch from his face he smiled menacingly. The claymore poofed into a black cloud "oops" he said taking hold of Ten's jacket with his claws, his dark blue fox ears showing as well, he turned and piled the jacket with force to pull Tenoji into some trees as he tossed him.

The veins in Castiel's arms were easier to notice as they turned into a black colour like, the irises of his eyes turned into a blood red, the pupils in his eyes turned from round human pupils to the slits of a fox as they focused on Ten.

"Surprise brother" he said with a smirk, glancing at Rae he quickly looked back at Ten "Rae, go ahead kill yourself, but how's that going to help the curse I placed on that little book? If you die... I'm afraid so does the book" he laughed. Half expecting Ten to strike.

He leapt back and bowed "I'm sorry to cut this short brother, but you have a Dead line, Seeya" he waved, his body falling into a cloud of black smoke. The hunters disappeared into the dark

Bathes metal crumbled into a pile of rust, "what did he say?" Bathe was an immortal item forged by a powerful dragons curse. Even if lit on fire he would survive, agony and without any more magic spell but alive none the less. But could that be what he meant, with the death of Rae he would lose all his magic, "would someone please open me."

With the four living hunters gone in a puff of smoke he had time to try a counter curse or two, as far as power went Castiel was strong but curse magic? Bathe highly doubted his century of study could be beaten by some wolf mage with a weak army. After Bathe could lift the curse he had to help Rae get as far away from the Twilight Temple as he possibly could.

He floated between Ten and Rae hoping one would open him so he could begin to undo the armatures little spell. Weak magic or not Castiel scared the hell out of Bathe and he didn't like the feeling of the wolf mage's curse in him at all.

Rae growled as the men disappeared and walked toward the bush. In a flash she changed into the young lady she was. An extra pair of clothes laid on the forest floor and she slipped them on. Her breathing was audible and she walked our into the clearing. There was mixed feelings for her about Bathe, he was snitch, but also a friend.

A part of her was quite impressed by the way Ten fought. She breathed deeply, taking in the clear air. " Thank you, Fox. " She ran a hand through her hair and put it up in a lose bun. " it seems you came at a perfect time in my life, it is upon us. " Her hands wrapped around Bathe and she looked into his eyes. Her nails dug into where his face would be, but then she stopped. " Don't push me. " Then she opened the book.

Bath did have a face and her nails did push in, "ouch, Rae he tore out a page of my..." She opened him and a puff of shredded papers littered the air, "What the?" He leafed through his own pages, "my strongest anti-curses! there gone?" Sure he had his weaker ones but this curse would need a stronger kick to get rid of. Where would they have gone?

"Castiel you bastard," Bathe closed his pages and floated out of the girls hand, "Castiel tore out my strong anti-curses." He was silent as he floated a foot or two from Rae, his eyes switched back and fourth from Rae to Ten, and back. The glare of the sun rising blinded Bathe for a second before he turned around and floated so he was now in front of both of them. "If she isn't inside the Twilight temple by sundown today, she dies, and I die with her."

Tenoji cracked through some branches, bending his body and folding himself to decrease his mass as he was thrown bodily into the tree. As he flew, Ten's body unleashed a bright wreath of blue-golden flames, the heat burning the edges of the branches as they shattered against Ten's back. The bruising would be significant, but at least his coat was thick enough to keep him from being impaled with large jagged splinters. Once his momentum slowed, he impacted the truck, and slide to the forest floor. He still had his head tucked between defensively crossed arm as he stiffly rose to his feet.

A few of it's branches laid around him, their ends smoking and charred as Ten cast his gasp about and dropped his posture a step. Hearing what was being spoken to him, he just inclined his head with a curious look, "There's really no need to thank me. I helped because I wanted to. Castiel very much misread my nature, sometimes, I just want to sow a little entropy." He walked over to where his sword sheath still sat stabbed into the earth, and thrust the relic blade into it with a loud audible scrape of metal on metal. He pulled the whole thing up, and slid it into his belt, tying it to a loop on his belt with the sword's fine silk bindings. He didn't need to be caught without it again. "I just put that destructive chaos flying in the right direction." He produced a large toothy grin, as he let his tail and ears disappear, becoming fully human looking once more. This grin didn't last, as he examined the state of his coat, the frayed large holes through the coat-tails. "Oh damnit, this is the last thing my tailor needs. Another damnable hole to sew shut."

He heard Bathe of course, knowing that his own problems of fashion where not much more than first world annoyances he could rectify upon returning home, he turned his attention to them. "Where my own magic not severely diminished by events from the homefront, I might have been able to help. I am skilled in the laying of curses. And, by proxy, their removal through similar means. But I don't know enough about the situation to know if I could be of further aid. What in the gaia's wide sphere are you two doing out here?"

Rae watched Ten and than sighed. " There was a curse, a curse who made normal people like me into a monster. Unlike my fellow friends, I change when I want. Tonight is the only time in a hundred years that this curse can be broken. When it is broken every person who has been cursed will die. The only way that can happen is if Castiel... " Her eyes looked at Bathe. " Or him take me to the Twlight Temple. Castiel would have to tear my heart out and eat it, ending the curse and killing all who have been infected. There is also one thing... Castiel will not be destroyed since he would be ending it, he can become human or stay like he is. " Rae rubbed her hand on her arm, worry on her face.

Though her story gel truth, I it doesn't mean that she knows Castiel's true motives. The twilight temple is different to the eclipse temple. Tonight is the night of the blood moon and it is one the nights, after many long years, that allows Castiel to tap his complete feral instincts.

The twilight temple, brother of the eclipse temple. both reside in the mountains of snow, in the east, guarded by beasts of all nature.

Castiel's motives aren't clear, maybe they know, maybe they don't... But can they really afford to stand around and guess?

Let's hope, what is prey for humans, doesn't end up becoming the predator...

The morning sun blossomed in the forest of fangs. They had around twelve hours before it would all end one way or another. Rifling threw his pages Bathe found a curse reversal, it was different from an anti-curse however. Instead of Rae having to enter the temple before dusk Bathe would and the curse would be lifted, but he didn't want to speak this knowledge yet. If he went on his own and no one was there to help him, he would lift the curse but be defenseless against an ambush.

"I am not going to force you to go, if you want to die in twelve hours that's your choice but don't expect me to not try and persuade you to save us both." Bathe knew this wasn't about his life, he was immortal, but it had the potential to take ALL his spells away, "please, I haven't yet escaped the Dragons soul trap, I want to be human I don't want to die yet!" He would do anything say any lie to be human again. And this would definitely put a dapper on his goals. How could he fight the dragon spelless.

Rae nodded her head and turned her back toward them. Her fingers ran down her arm, calming herself. This was about her, her race, how could she allow them all to slip away? " If I die, how does that save us both? Bathe, it would only save you. My heart would be ripped out of my chest and I would be dead. " Rae turned towards him and grabbed Bathe. She leaned her head down near the spine of the book. " I know your hiding something from me Bathe, might at well go to the temple. " She whispered in a deadly tone of voice.

Rae pulled back from the book and let go off Bathe. She turned towards Ten, by what she could tell he had some kind magic or something. " Ten, can you help me as we travel? I can feel it in the air that Castiel is near us. " Rae had always been able to have a sort of connection with the forest and she trusted it strongly.

"I'm not going to help anyone commit to a suicidal plan." Ten frowned deeply, as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out another small magical tool; a red kitsune's mask. He put it over his face, and as the kiss of it's surface slid over his skin, his aura flared. In the moment of it's zenith, his magical aura was visible, a bright nimbus of golden-and-blue foxfire flames and a swirling storm of small golden ghost-coins. It was only there for a second or two, as the mask focused his magic and expanded his perceptions. "To commit to helping such a foolhardy endeavor as self-destruction flies in the face of this one's nature, whom stands filled with the vitality of Fortune. If I am to help you, you must be resolute in your want to tackle your fate head-long...both of you must. And have the ambition to succeed against what obstacles have been levied in your stride. For I am a creature that brings forth luck and grants wishes for those who display the strength to seize them." He held out his arm, and about it began to swirl a spiral of bright golden translucent coins. He waited until one came close enough to his palm, at which he grabbed it tightly, it's ethereal nature faded as it touched his hand...becoming a true coin of bright gold.

"What are you saying fox man?" Bathe was confused. Was the spirit walker giving them wishes? If so he would ask to restore his lost pages! Castiel wasn't the only one to rare out a page or two in the past. If he had his spells back he could break the enchantment here and now, or he could wish to be human! But he didn't know if the wish would be stronger the God Magic, most likely not. It would be worth a try though, unless of course there was only one wish.

"Rae, the trip is up to you, it's you life." If they each got a wish and she decided to die he could wish his pages be returned at midnight, that'd be a safe wish either way. "But what is the deal with the wishes," the book was obviously interested, but he needed more details.

Ten chuckled softly, "No, Book Man, it's not my nature to just GIVE wishes. I reward the virtuous, courageous, and strong. Which you might be. Or you might not. I normally stalk a potential recipient for months or even years to allow them to show me their deepest character. But we've just met on happenstance. So what I am doing is offering you a catch to EARN a Wish. Use this chance wisely." He rolled the coin playfully over the back of his knuckles, letting them clink over his knuckles as he watched it. It's golden surface was pocked with a rich tarnish that marred it's otherwise beauty, and it radiated such a power...but a power distant, trapped and impossible to harness as it was. The potential to be valuable, was the best way to describe the coin. What it was so deeply lost within, but you could feel what it could be someday if you held it. And let them hold it he did, as he rolled the coin onto his thumb, and flicked it towards them in a fast arch, saying "Catch."

Then he turned and started off, calling back, "So which temple have you decided on?"

Rae scratched her head, not at all understanding up magic and wishes. She'd never been the type to truly believe in magic, even though she had been cursed. " I- I... " She grabbed onto the coin, rolling it's soft shape around in her fingers. " I have to go to the temple and if you guys don't see why, it's not my fault. " She sighed, placing the coin back into the mans hand and turning. The trip would be fast pace, but Rae was used to it.