DragonFire: Hmph.... Whatever.... That fool doesn't understand anything.... I have to do it my way... That's how I like fighting..... But whatever, I'll play it the kids way for now....

Kalmar felt a tingling sensation. Someone was watching him, but who? He let the feeling pass, hoping that it was anyone else but her.

He clenched his right fist, the leather of his glove squeaking from the water on it. The thought of her finding him almost terrified him, but it didn't feel like her energy. Apparently all the years of being around that woman had attuned him to sensing magic.

"Well, that and.." he trailed off, realizing he was speaking out loud. He saw the group approaching the mainland and decided to throttle down and wait to see what they would do.

"Your move, child."



Edited by Fallen on November 13, 2006 at 16:52:25.

"Well, well, well..."

"What is it?" Hugo asked as Matt folded his arms.

Matt just closed his eyes, crossed his legs. "Looks like we've got a homecoming party."

R.D. pulled out the jewel and looked at it. Matt had already given him the stone and explained what Bahamut had done with it. "We're not playing 007, Vagabond. What d'you need?" he asked through the gem.

"What did I just say?" Matt remarked, gesturing with a hand.

"I like kicking the crap out of people, but this is ridiculous!" Hugo snapped.

"Hell yeah, it's ridiculous!" Matt stood and stretched. "Well...time to get ready for it."

"We'll need a plan," R.D. said, "We don't want another fiasco like Lee, and I doubt you can freeze time again, Matt."

R.D. touched the hilts of his Phase Blades and looked out at the city as they neared the dock.

As Kalmar came closer to the mainland and his prey, he noticed a large number of shadow demons standing on the shore.

It looks like this group has quite the reputation, he thought, chuckling slightly, But if they touch RD, then they will feel my blade.

DragonFire: Hmmm.... I do hope my opponent has some Dragon within him... That will make for an excellent battle...

Dark Draogn: One can only hope, master... I don't like this though...

DragonFire: What?

Dark Dragon: Juno doesn't trust us... He think's we're no good, he'd rather keep us from fighting than show him up in battle...

DragonFire: I thougth that same thing... Hmmm... I wonder....

"I could do it again if I wanted to!" Matt folded his arms. "I just don't want to."

"My ass."

"You don't have an ass, Hugo."

"It's an EXPRESSION."

***

Behind Draco, a voice laughed.

"You're fighting a fool's game, you know. That group can't be stopped, not by the likes of you."

Alasea maneuvered the boat into the port and disembarked with their Reaverbots. "At least this time we have reinforcments," Alasea said cheerfully as she brandished her shortswords, "Hate to leave behind such a nice ride, though.

R.D. looked back at the boat, and then, without reason, walked over to it and touched it on a certain place on its side. A wave of white light engulfed the vehicle, and then shrunk down. Within seconds, the boat was converted into a small silver orb with a switch on it.

"Nice," Alasea grinned as R.D. pocketed the sphere, "So, shall we get the party started?"

R.D. looked out at the seemingly deserted port and the city beyond. It looked empty, but R.D. knew better.

DragonFire: Hmm... If Juno wish us away, then we leave Dark Dragon... Lets go..

Dark Dragon: Yessir!

*they both fly off the island and back to the city*

DragonFire: Hmph... That fool... Juno underesitmates our power.... I hope our opponent comes here, then we can really devistate him...

((I didn't give it a name haha... Ummm... How about Bay City? lol)

"I think you've mistaken me for someone else," the voice continued, smooth and methodical. "In any case, I think you all stress the Rising Dragon far too much. After all..."

There was a pause for a chuckle. "He isn't the one that holds the Core, after all."

Edited by The Helldragon on November 13, 2006 at 23:33:33.

((We can just say it's a bit west from your island haha))

(OOC: Pixel Land. The country is pixel land.)

R.D. swore as he saw the first of the creatures enter the port. He drew both Phase Blades and activated them, spinning them in his hands. "Bring it!" he shouted as he tore into the enemies first, knowing they wouldn't kill him. His Reaverbots quickly followed into the fray.

((Hmmm, Hey how about Bay City on Draco Island? Does that sound okay?))

"Whatever you feel is neccessary to grovel before your master," the voice continued.

As Matt, Hsien-Ko, and Hugo charged into the fray, his eyes widened, his grin widened. All I'm concerned with is him.

Slicing the air with heat, Matt's energy blade carved through enemies with ease.

Only during the heat of battle did he find himself distanced from it, as he saw the figure elevated, at the back of the group. He was too far to detail entirely, but he seemed familiar. What in the...

A close call by a imp's attack forced Matt back onto the matter at hand, and he resumed fighting.

Edited by The Helldragon on November 13, 2006 at 23:59:06.

((No, why? I mean it makes sense right? Er, no wait, not Bay City.. Dragon City! Yeah! Dragon City on Draco Island al little bit west of Kattelox Island!))

Kalmar studied the groups as they engaged in combat, clashing against each other savagely. The warriors tore through the dark demon-like creatures. He spotted his quarry, commanding what looked like an Ancient's Reaverbots. "Shit," he muttered, "that presents an interesting problem."

No matter, he thought bitterly, I would rather fight and die at the hands of this boy then go running back to that bitch.

He docked his boat upshore a little, basically crashing the vessel and jumping ashore for safety. He landed on a wet beach with a soft thud. He immediately tore down the sand, running towards the group only to encounter the demon-like creatures from before.

The dark creatures turned to stare at him for a moment before Kalmar spoke, "Hi."

Edited by Fallen on November 13, 2006 at 21:14:49.

Alasea made a shrill whistle, and her Reaverbots assaulted the margoyles before they could attack. With quick slashes, she struck down each of them in turn.

R.D. looked as if he were a bladed whirlwind. Each of the creatures that approached did so with the air to capture--their loss, really, it prevented them for getting a decent attack in and were thus slashed to pieces.

Matt swept his blade across the air, attempting to drive back the gargoyles. "Hsien-Ko! Hurricane Special!"

"What?" she shouted back.

"Just come here!"

Hsien-Ko ran over, flashing her blades at any demons who dared to cross her. Matt dismissed his blade and lowered his hands. "Let me hold your ankles!"

She blinked. "What?"

"Jsut do it!"

The resulting combination was ludicruous, but effective-spinning in place, Matt swung the weapons-laded jiganshi in circles, and as she span she dismembered creatures with her claws.