The beam grazed Sheena, but luckily she was able to dodge most of it. When Bahamut came toward her, his claws slashing at her face, she took hold of his arms using 4 hands. "Nice try."
"Hmph!" Vagabond let out, and then drew his blades. He tossed his swords in opposite directions, and as they spun around they formed a circle right in front of Vagabond. When they reached each other, the handles hit one another, and in a flash of light the 2 swords became 1. The sword was massive, only a few inches short of being the length of Vagabond. The blade around the width of Vagabond's torso, and the hilt was a good foot and a half long. The colors of the sword remained the same, but a small diamond was welded into the hilt. "My turn." he said and then lept at Sheena.
Sheena didn't expect Vagabond to make such a bold move, and was taken by surprise.
Vagabond unleashed a barrage of slashes at Sheena's neck area, and once he past her he turned around and threw his sword like a flying-disk. The blade sliced Sheena several times, and then went back to Vagabond's right hand. He held the sword tightly, and kept the blade out in front of him.
Sheena let out a cry of pain, and didn't realize she had let go of Bahamut. She turned to Vagabond, and then it hit her. "You!" She exclaimed with widened eyes.
"You don't catch on very fast, do ya?" Vagabond mocked.
~With Ryan~
"Shush." Ryan let out as he brought his index finger to his lips. He lowered his hand, and closed his eyes. There was nothing but silence for a good 10-seconds, and then... "Got ya!" Ryan yelled as he reached into the shadowed area to his left, and took hold of a man's neck. He yanked him out of the shadows, and held him up off the ground. "Ah...you..." Ryan said as he looked at the man.
The fellow was about the height of Ryan, and was wearing black jeans that were a bit tore up. He had coal black hair that was of a medium length, and he had on a dirty, long-sleeved, white dress shirt. He had on black Converse All Stars, and no socks. He had an insane grin on his face, one that would make most men's skin crawl. "Miss me?" He asked with a voice to match the look on his face.
Edited by Juno on November 11, 2006 at 6:14:32.