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"Even worse of a choice." He said.

As the hornets got close, they seemed to ignite and fall the ground, not getting anywhere near Umbralt.

"You've seen me use fire, I have no clue why you try and use bugs on me."

Umbralt brought one of his hands out from beneath the cloak and made a gesture like he was beckoning Hector over to him. A strange powerful force began pulling Hector towards Umbralt.

((I guess make a roll to not get pulled. 20 sided die, 13 or higher.))

Hector became upset by the sight of his burning hornets, then he just flipped the bird to Umbralt. A strange force kept pulling him, he tried to stand his ground.

Black tendrils sprouted from Hector, anchoring him to the ground. Then another bird were flipped.

She watched the fight insue and the angel inside her smiled and it made Kyo shiver at hunger she felt. She smelt the blood of the combatants and felt the raw power of them as they exchanged blows and it was the first time in a long time she felt the raw power of the old angel who had once fought against a God centuries before the human race was even created. The time old rage that had boiled down to pure hate, for being sealed against her will in a stone of creation, a philosopher stone of sorts before being locked away inside Kyo mortal body.

She held her ears as she fell to her knees as the sounds of madness insued just like hector had tried to do to her when they had first in encountered each other, to bad for him she had already came back from the madness. Irzeal had something other then anger now, she had been given a purpose, she had a child, a son that tied her to the mortal plane now, that kept her raw power from destroying populations like she had been designed by a God himself to do.

She stood back up again her eyes had gone black as pure white wings had grown from her back shedding yet another shirt of hers exposing her black lace bra but she didn't give a damn it seemed about decency. A pure white mist that transformed itself into a powerful white light that glowed from the tip of a dagger, a gift from the heavens, her trump card. She flew off the ground and swung her sword between the two fighters with enough force to send them both flying in opposite directions. "STOP!"

"Don't mess with the Shatter of minds, Liers god, the Hound of Madness! I will make you suffer, cowboy!" Hectors eyes glowed brighter and brighter. He lifted his hands. Hector were trying to amplify Umbralts senses.

"Aw shit" Hector said as his spell backfired. The air pressed gently on his skin. "Son of a bitch" He cursed, then Kikyo's airwave hitted him. "Mother****er, holy shit. Ahh, I felt it in my nuts, ahh!" Hector screamed in agony, while holding his groin.

The sheer force of Kikyo's attack sent Umbralt flying into a tree, which he went straight through and caught himself in the air with his wings.

"So this is what that angel can do. Summon a gift from the heavens and use for an air wave. What a waste. At least use it to strike one of us." He said, clearly disappointed with the results.

"But I want to see what you are really capable of."

She stood between them now her breathing heavy the rise and fall of her breast as she moved showed how far she was pushing her limits. Her black eyes shifted from one to the other as she clenched the white holy light blade in her hand.

"So why did you stop us, girl?" Hector placed his hands on his hips, trying to act all sassy and shit.

"Oh but you are at your limit? That's a shame."

Umbralt was already preparing his trump card, "Revelation." He wanted to use it but instead he simply expelled the energy in the form of an arrow shot into the ground.

"I think the arrow is dull, cowboy"

She grined and shook her head at umbralt she wasn't near her limits yet but she was holding back obviously trying to avoid killing outright when she wasn't being attacked directly. She shifted her weight again her hair lifting at an unseen force floated it and her wings folded cover her half nude form from veiw. The blade glowed while purple mist began to swirl and glow around her. Her eyes were closed her breathing heavy but controled. Suddenly she slamed the blade into the ground sending earth quaking and she pulled out another dagger this one was straped to the inside of her leg. She pressed the blade into her own plam blood coating the dagger as the mist grew thicker and the dagger transformed into a blade oozing the purple mist and red engravings along the shaft. She then stood more straighter picking up the blade in the ground and began to swing them around geting a feel for them again.