Blazen ran infront of Kalmar and opened his dome of fire. He could stand the assualt with more ease than the demon hunter. "Think you can get to whose doing that while I cover ya?" Blazen asked his compainion as he remained at his post.

"Joint Lunaire De chaos...: Kite siad accessing his elevated chaos form,"You truly don't know what you're up against now, this is the first time i've used this in battle, but I doubt it will be the last..."

The explosion of evil energy suddenly disappeared, and Diablo was gone. He was suddenly next to Kalmar and Blazen, his blade suddenly elongating and against both's necks.

"So you're willing to throw away the lives of friends just to stop me? How intriguing," Diablo said.

Kalmar sensed the evil being teleport moments before the elongated blade touched his neck, but luckily he was prepared for anything.

He quickly grabbed the blade, forcing it away as he jumped away, summoning his demonic shortswords as corrupted fire ignited from his being.

"Friends are far more important," he spoke coldly, referring to Diablo's comment, "then being some half-bit warrior such as yourself."

Kalmar's power level grew with every moment as he moved into a defensive stance, making sure that if the demon king touched Blazen he would regret it.

"Kill those Ing," Matt said. "That's the best I can think of."

"Yeah," R.D. said, "But I don't know how we're going to kill all of them."

===At Italy===

The moment Kalmar moved away, Diablo fired a crippling blast of red lightning at the demon hunter.

"Half-bit warrior? No," Diablo said, "You have no clue what I am. But I know about what you are. Did you really think you can hide that from me?"

"With, like, really big guns."

R.D. gave Matt a sidelong glance. "You know that's not what I meant," he said, referring to the amount of Ing that there were planetwide.

Matt's expression remained blank. He seriously meant what he said.

R.D. sighed and resumed his vigil.

Blazen then ducked and dove at Diablo. He would send his elbow to the man's stomach he would then bring his hand up to hit his face and then would swing his other fist forward to hit his stomach. He would then spin backwards to allow his heel to hit the side of Diablo's face. He would then use that leg, stopping it in mid-air and reeling it back a bit then throwing it forward to hit Diablo's chest and would send him back several feet.

Fog rolled in when the sun-a sphere of sickly palor-arose from the horizon. Matt had finally gotten himself to sleep, lying on his cushioned sleeping bag without pulling the cover over him, and without bothering to take his shoes off. Also, he apparently snored.

R.D. had woken up a short time ago--probably thanks to Matt's snoring--and observed the foul sun as it appeared over the horizon. He went about rousing everyone and got his stuff ready to go.

===At Italy===

Diablo maintained the lightning blast and sidestepped the blow, causing Blazen to overcorrect and fall forward. Diablo growled at the boy's insolence and fired red lightning at him as well.

Edited by RisingDragon on February 9, 2007 at 19:24:14.

"What time is it," Matt muttered.

"Hell if I know," Hugo answered. "Just get up."

Matt sat up as best as he could, and held out his hand. A red can with silver designs over it appeared, and he popped it open, taking a hearty swig.

"What's that?" Helena asked, in front of a restrained yawn.

"Coke. For that magical get-up-and-go feeling."

Blazen did indeed fall, however he caught himself with his hands and pushed off to allow the lightning to strik the ground. Blazen had pushed himself high in the air. He started to fall on Diablo and would thrust his fist out to send him to the ground. He would then put his hand on Diablo's stomach. Blazen would shout as a spew of white fire would shoot from his hand, pointblank.

Kalmar simply stared at the being, but the feelings of flight and humility were not there this time. He knew his secret, but it only provoked rage within the Demon Hunter.

When Diablo began spewing red lighting towards him, he held out his hands, a barrier forming in front of him as he absorbed the energy from the attack. Fool was Kalmar's only thought as the attack continued, despite Blazen's efforts.

When he had sufficient energy, he broke the barrier, rushing to the side while only taking minimal damage. He rushed straight towards Diablo, his shortswords suddenly glowing with white energy as he began rapidly slashing at the demons chest and neck, moving around him to slash at his back and head with unnatural speed.

Edited by Fallen on February 9, 2007 at 20:02:15.

"Think you can make more?" R.D. said, staring at the soda can slightly enviously.

Cairn looked at the group as he sat near the dead fire. "So what will you people do?" he asked.

"I don't know," Alasea responded, rubbing her eyes, "R.D. and Matt are the leaders of our group, they usually know what to do."

===At Italy===

Diablo parried each of Kalmar's strikes with lightning-fast flicks of his sword, dodging the final stroke to send Kalmar skittering to the ground as he overcorrected. As Blazen's fist came down, the man reached up and caught it in his own hand, which was glowing blue with cold energy. His sword glowed an angry gold color, and he swung up at the God of Fire, firing a wave slash intended to force him back. Diablo knew of Blazen's victory over Kuro, and had no desire to see him do a repeat performance.

Edited by RisingDragon on February 9, 2007 at 20:06:59.

Blazen flew upward and landed on his back, kicking up dust and debrie once he landed. He extended one leg and bent the other slightly, having it face outward. His arm balanced on the bent knee. Blazen shook his head, groaning. He lost his dizzyness and stood up.

Blazen's hand was numb, but after a few flexes, it was hot once more. Then a flame erupted from his hand and then other in his other hand. Blazen would crouch down and then dive and spin at Diablo. He would have both flames rush into him, followed by Blazen's fists. This would not only burn Diablo, but hurt him as well.

Kalmar jumped back after almost falling, avoiding Diablo's blade as he readied his own. The shortswords disappeared, only to be replaced by his greatsword as he ran at Diablo once more.

As Blazen rushed from one side, Kalmar rushed from the side, making sure not to attack the opposite side as Blazen. He roared in anger, "You will die, beast, and all those like you!" He swung his greatsword upward, throwing a huge amount of energy into the strike.

"I don't know," Matt said, rubbing his chin. "I guess the best thing to do is plug the source of the Ing and hope it dies out."

"No one knows where the Ing come from," Angellina said, "I'm afraid we can't help you."

Alasea looked over at R.D. He was over by one of the windows, looking out with a troubled expression on his face. She got up and walked over to him. "Is something the matter?" she asked kindly.

"There's something out there," he said, "I don't know if it's friend or foe, but there's something out there."

===At Italy===

As Kalmar shot in, Diablo pivoted and slashed with his sword, which was glowing red with demonic energy. It sheared through Kalmar's greatsword. The cloaked being grunted as the two flames slammed into him, giving him slight burns, and he turned back and gestured with his free hand, causing a bone prison to burst up from the ground around Blazen. As the spikes shot upward and around the God of Fire, Diablo took aim and fired a blast wave of destructive energy.

(OOC: Wait for Dranzer now.)

Edited by RisingDragon on February 9, 2007 at 20:41:50.

Blazen turned so that the bones missed him however the blast of destruction hit home. He rolled back, from the smoke and back to his original position. He groaned, laying on the ground, a bit dazed. He stayed down for a moment to keep his sences together and then he quickly stood. Blazen remained in his spot and waited for an attack for him to respond to in turn.

Matt walked over to the window, and peered outside. His eyes narrowed. "I sense it too."

"I'm ready," Hugo said, hefting his pickaxe.

"Be careful out there," Levi said, "Ing have been known to come out in daylight as well."

"We'll be fine," R.D. said, "We've been through worse."

Matt carefully peered out of the window-he needed to see what was coming before he shot blindly at it.

However, Matt saw nothing. Nothing moved within the fog, and nothing lurked in the shadows cast by the foul sun. R.D. tapped Matt's shoulder. "Let's get going before something decides to show up," he said, thumbing towards the stairwell.

Kite was stunned, "I may not know them well, but they need help..." Kite pulled out an artifact and teleported his way down,"Care to try three on one?..."

"Make it four..." Blane said walking in.

Diablo turned his dark gaze over to Blane. "Do you think that'd be wise, Angel? The last few of your kind that challenged me I left horribly broken."

He turned back to Kite. "Four on one seems a bit unfair," he said, then grinned, "But I was never known for fairness."

The cloaked man raised his hand into the air, and a sharp wind began to blow around them as the wind was sucked into a black orb above his hand. The gale blew back his hood, revealing the face of a man with long, shaggy black hair, and the beginning of a beard around his chin and jaw. Diablo stared at the group with hateful reddish-brown eyes. The orb in his hand suddenly expanded.

"Think you'll survive, 'heroes'?" he growled, flinging the orb into the ground, causing a massive explosion of black energy. The explosion expanded, and had enough force to break through even Blazen's shields, and if the group didn't escape, they'd be lucky to survive.

The Demon Hunter immediately began focusing energy into his disfigured arm, the limb pulsing as it grew with the power. Kalmar's blood red eyes slowly turned to a more amber mixed with the usual blood red color, his voice deepening as the corruption inside of him began to take hold. The flesh that covered his arm began to creep onto other parts of his body, spreading across his back and chest.

His power levels grew at a dangerous rate as he tapped into the demonic corruption within, "Run!" he yelled as Diablo unleashed his attack. He flew backwards, spinning as he jetted out of the blast radius.

Edited by Fallen on February 10, 2007 at 15:21:25.