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Recognizing the Fabled Archer, he too grinned under his helmet. "Looks like I have a spell-caster competition!" Conjuring wings, he flew up, high in the sky. Then came speaking down in a fiery array of debris, crashing into the ground, creating a crater and destroying any creature around him. Mumbling a few quick incantations, he swung his sword in a circle, blue energy flowing out of it. Fireballs flickered at him gauntlet, spraying the area, encasing it in a fiery inferno. The battlefield was indeed a hectic one, filled with master-minded lunatics. 'Great,' he thought to himself, 'just great.'

Archer put his bow away, now just standing in the clearing. He then reached into his left robe sleeve and pulled out a katana. He disappeared in a column of darkness, reappearing elsewhere cutting down a demon. He repeated this process, his targets at sporadic locations around the battlefield. Meanwhile, the shadows pulled down many demons.

Erica smiles and shakes her head. "You guys are going to wear yourselves out but if you want epic, ill give you epic!!!" Erica shifts into fox form and kills multiple demons in quick succession.

(Ok maybe not that great but wait til later.)

Ace grins, and walks over to a tree. Climbing into the tree, she pulls out a sniper rifle and begins shooting at the demons.

Erica shifts back when it's relatively safe. "Everyone having fun?" She says happily.

"Obviously!" She grinned, shooting another demon with her sniper rifle.

A shadow sits on top of a nearby cliff watching the battle, clearly amused.

Archer freezes after cutting down another demon. "I sense something off..." he said, cutting down a demon sneaking up on him.

The shadow continues to watch, and now appears to be laughing.

Ace slips out of the tree, scythe slung over her shoulder. She climbs up to the cliff. She pokes the shadow. "Rawr."

Just before she pokes the shadow, it looks straight at you with glowing red eyes, then blinks out of existence.

Erica followed ace. "Um... Okay. Come on we still have a fight to finish." Erica turned away.

(Also Eli she was using a rwby type scythe. It's two weapons in one)

(RWBY Is so amazing! )

I know!

Demons. Why does it have to be demons? I hate demons! With teeth gnawing on his shoulder, scratching the metal rods, beams, and pates, and tearing the cloak he wore, Clock couldn't help but ponder why in the world he was here. The simple answer, because he was asked by a town's mayor to help. The long answer, because... Oi, there's a big one!

Clock brought his right hand up and grabbed at the demon on his back. The saw blade sliced deep into the monsters head. As soon as it dropped off his back he turned to the slightly larger demon charging at him. He swipes at it with his saw blade, unsuccessfully. The demon pushed through the attack, catching a large gash through it's stomach. It barrels into Clock and throws him back several feet. "Crap," says a voice under the man's hood. "You wan't to play rough? Let's do it." The demon charged again. This time Clock simply held out his left hand. As the demon neared his hand changed. The shining metal rotated in to his arm, being replaced by a small flint lock pistol. The hammer fell, the gunpowder ignited, and the lead ball cut through the air and into the demon's throat. It staggered and fell inches away from the man. "Never attack something with longer range that you," he told the fallen beast.

For a moment he had time to look around the battlefield. There was chaos, yes, but there was bravery and kinship as well. A demon lunged at him from the side and Clock sliced at it with his blade. It's arm fell to the side but it just kept coming. The gun was replaced by the hand again, which grabbed the creatures neck. "You're too ugly to live," he told it before running the blade from the nave to the chops. It screamed before Clock let it go and it fell silently to the ground. "Next kill?" He inquired to a small group of monsters standing near him.