Aftermath... [Open]

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

The floors of Ilreg's place of captivity were wet with fresh blood, though it was not his won. Bound yet again by the magic of the forces yet to be seen but located within this building, Ilreg found himself bound, covered in the same filth that covered him upon his arrival here, as well as the fresh blood and viscera of his would be torturer. Having been dispatched to the task of administering an appropriate punishment, the Fallen guard would commence to beat and tear into the near naked flesh of the bound Dragon, once the barrier was lowered to allow him to have close contact to Ilreg. Feigning that his injuries were greater than they were, Ilreg goaded and bait the guard closer, until he was close enough to strike him down, doing so preparing to continue the task that was his charge.

Initially, upon entering the guard found the once frigid dungeon free from the ice and cold the permeated it before hand. Commencing to do what he thought was his worst to Ilreg, the bloody and brutal session went on for hours, the guard working up a considerable sweat in the process. After awhile Ilreg began to laugh at the guards attempt to inflict pain, and when Ilreg was laid out on the taunting the guard to finish him, the sweat soaked guard ran to attack him with his implement of pain in his hand, to find all the moisture on his body freezing rapidly.

Slowing down considerably. the guard was too slow to stop Ilreg as he pounced upon with with lighting speed, his dried blood caked upon his already healed wounds. The guard was completely susceptible to Ilreg's onslaught, as Ilreg formed his perspiration into razor sharp pins, as he commenced to plunge his hands into the man's chest, crushing his heart as punched the man's skull in with his enhanced Draconic strength, his blood exploding onto Ilreg's face and his naked chest.

Before he could do more damage, he was bound by the powers of his jailers within the castle of Sanada Tomo would again manifest to restrain and hold the savage Dragon. Fighting his bounds viciously, Ilreg began to froth at the mouth like a rabid dog, the fluid freezing on his face as he frantically fought to get free. His filthy white hair now wet with blood, Ilreg clawed to get a the cadaver before him, causing spikes of ice to form all thought the dungeon, his anger showing itself in his magics violent display.

"SANADA!!!! YOU WRETCHED BITCH, COME AND CLEAVE UNTO ME YOURSELF! DON'T INSULT ME WITH THIS TRIPE! COME, KILL ME! KILL ME NOW YOU COWARDLY BITCH! TOMO!!!!" Ilreg howled, forming Ice around his person as he began to glow a faint blue, his naked and filth body resonating fierce waves of hate and energy. "THESE CHAINS AND FAMILIARS YOU HAVE WILL NOT HOLD ME FOREVER, AND WHEN I GET FREE, I WILL DEVOUR EVERYONE IN THIS WRETCHED REALM, AS YOU SHALL WATCH ME! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Ilreg said, laughing maniacally as he continued to struggle profusely.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

Ilreg's maniacal laughter continued, and his boiling rage began to manifest further as his Ice magic became harder and harder for his captors to control. "You wretched cowards, you seek to restrain me from the shadows with your petty magics, and your horrid bitch queen refuses to acknowledge my presence. You should have taken my life when you had the opportunity, but now I shall show you the err of you arrogantly merciful ways. No longer will I remain your pet to be prodded and ogled at." Ilreg said, forcefully bringing his hands together.

At the moment Ilreg stood motionless, his body giving way to those that bound him, their magics completely enveloping him to restrain him. Feeling the magic around his body, Ilreg began to channel his own magic, while reaching out to anchor onto the magic that coated him. Feeling the foreign magics effect on him, Ilreg began to channel his magic rapidly, as if to prepare to use another breath weapon, fiercely cold energies began to radiate from his body. Soon Ilreg found an something akin to a spiritual anchor, his foreign Draconic magics aiding his in locating where the practitioners were, and how their magics connected them to him, opening his now brightly blue glowing eyes, his saffron pupils all but absent.

His hands still together, Ilreg connected his Draconic magic top that said ethereal anchor, after which he then expelled a massive surge of frigid energy at his captors, his magic coursing through the pathway that belonged to their own magic, a massive torrent of arctic magic rushing at them. Feeling the stability of his invisible chains weaken, Ilreg then burst free of his imprisonment field, coating himself in a violent aura of magic that froze and instantly shattered whatever it touched, reducing the ground underneath his footsteps to a frozen and crack rubble. Nearly naked, irate and thirsting for blood of any kind, Ilreg now ran through the catacombs of the dungeon of Sanada Tomo, fueled off of rage and his desire to longer be captive or subject to anyone. Locating the stairs which Tomo and Jiishita had venture to view Ilreg in his captivity, Ilreg ran at blinding speeds to the top of the stair, destroying the door near the top and the guard the stood infront of it.

Now standing before several other guards who were posted at the door, Ilreg formed his signature rapier as the Fallen Celestial guards prepared their weapon to attack Ilreg. Smiling cruelly in the face of what lie ahead, Ilreg looked at his opponents and tuned his magics down to not waste energy unnecessarily. "I was starving down there, but I see that Sanada has provided me with a buffet, come now so that I may dine on your freshly frozen corpses, using your own weapons as utensils." Ilreg said, rushing at the guard with no fear, his sword of ice in hand, the intent to kill in his eyes.

[Tsubarisu Kojiro]

Kojiro watched nonchalantly as Illreg prepared to attack the guard in front of him, it was funny to him how his boss had so many troops that she could just afford to throw them away like this. He leaned up against the wall, this shit was worthless. Fucking worthless. This guy was calling for her and she was hiding behind everyone else.

Kojiro figured it was why she hired him, to clean up her messes. Kojiro would get it done. The stupid Zombie Bitch and the Married Fags had both failed. Kojiro However would not. He was tired of this shit, sitting around doing nothing while all of this exciting shit was going on.It would be a good way to strengthen himself. Fighting an opponent that was actually stronger than himself, and not only that, wouldn't hold back.

Kojiro had to thank the Dragon dude when he got a chance, this was an excellent opportunity. Making his mind up within a fourth of a second Kojiro quickly dashed up behind the guard in front of the dragon and gave him a forceful kick into Illreg in an attempt to knock him off balance. When the man began to fall into Illreg, Kojiro pulled out a hand full of throwing daggers and threw them all at Illreg with lightning speed and deadly precision. He didn't throw them just any old way though. Kojiro took care to memorize what Illregs body looked like before pushing the guard, He throw the daggers through the guard. Hopefully this would score him a critical strike at the beginning of the fight.

[Elf Royal Family-Group Account]

[This takes place right after the meeting]

In their sleep-like trance, both Alvar and Alfeo had a sweat breaking out on their foreheads. It appeared that their captor was putting up a fight. They had done nothing but hold the forcefield around him, but now they would have to actually exert more effort to restrain him. And, given the spike in energy increase that he had suddenly taken over their connection, this would not be an easy task to do, even with the two of them. He seemed to be slightly more powerful than them, something that Alvar hadn't been expecting at all. Knowing that there was something more to this prisoner that they had first thought, Alvar mentally reminded his more reserved brother that they should both be more cautious.

We're not going to mess around with this one, Alfeo. Serious business. Full power. I have the feeling that spike meant that he's doing something dreadful. We live here now; the castle can't fall while we're here. We'll be a disgrace as Elves.

Alfeo said nothing in reply, he was already concentrated, with a clear mind and waiting for this brother to signal for them both to send shockwave of power the prisoner's way.

Tomoyo better wizen up to what's going on soon...

Saying that, and knowing it was useless, Alvar made sure to throw a jolt of mental energy her way before setting out to restrain this bastard. There would be no waking them or speaking to them after they began concentrating, and so he could only alert them now. Recalling that she had taken the time to tell them that she was going to a meeting of the Kings, he decided to send a whole heap of small waves throughout the entire room that Tomoyo was in--after all, he was indeed connected to the whole castle, and compared to what he was doing now it was a small task.

Alfeo, NOW!

Furrowing his brow, the whole world became dead to him. No sounds, nothing to look at but blackness. He could feel his energy overwhelming his connection to what he now knew was a Dragon. He could feel, as his magic was moving along, that there was a sever somewhere in the connection. Something there that had to be fixed. Alvar's own magic was joined by his brother, swelling what energy they had by two. Washing over the break in the connection to fix it, Alfeo and Alvar forced their magic through at lightning speed, hoping that not only would the magic restraing Ilreg, but deliver much of a shock at being place upon him at such a fast pace.

Alvar held his magic with all of the force that he could, preparing to use more magical force if necessary. This was coming close to nearly tapping out all of this resources, but he knew that they would hold. They weren't the only ones fighting. Alvar didn't particularly like any of the Hellion Kings, but if this Dragon was going around watonly killing beings that had nothing to do with him, Alvar knew something had to be done about it. He could only wait and be updated on things whenever Tomoyo got around to it.

[Sanada Tomo]

[Just clearing this up again with more detail. This was supposed to take place during the meeting, however, because of changes with character involvement and plot, yadda yadda, it takes place after the meeting--which means that it also takes place after Tomoyo briefs Kojiro on the specifics of his task agreement--it's going to go in the Meeting thread, too, but because we're being forced to update this first, I'll put a little "flashback" thingy in there to show what Tomoyo's said to Kojiro implicitly.]

Tomoyo supposed that she was glad that she had calmed down after the meeting. Despite being very pissed off at the things that Kojiro had dared to say to her, she could not deny that despite his recent inactivity, he was a good King, with ambitions and a goal. He was a bit selfish, but Tomoyo was sure that she could drill him into changing that, at least by his actions even if he didn't mean it at heart. Even if he disliked his citizens, Tomoyo could not tolerate a King neglecting them. That was condition of Kingship that she was not going to relent on. Knowing that Kojiro knew that, she was sure that he was somewhat keeping his citizens in line while he was going about his business.

Having briefed both Ayaka and Kojiro on what they were supposed to be doing--that is, take the restrained Ilreg to the Mythical Realm and try to find out what they could about him while they had the chance--she had stopped to talk to the other Kings after the meeting to let them know honestly that mostly likely, even if he failed at this task, she would not be getting rid of Tsubarisu Kojiro. At the same time, however, she would not hesitate to still punish him for thoughtless words or actions. Words were petty, Tomoyo knew from experience, and actions were everything. And Kojiro was all about action.

Suddenly, the Ha-ou felt a jolt course through her. Something that she had come to be familiar with. But it didn't stop with her; the force seemed to make the entire room pulse, and there were only three people living in her castle that could manipulate it to that effect. One of them was still out on leave in the sixth layer of Hell.

Alfeo and Alvar.

Slapping a palm to her face, she knew that it could only be something about Ilreg. And Kojiro was still outside...

She winced. Heavily. That feeling had not been the two brothers at all. That was the Symphony, her magic feeling Ilreg's trying to pick hers apart. Tomoyo didn't have time for this.

"Ilreg's trying to escape. If you're going to help, help. If you're not going to, then don't," she said to all of those who had been present at the meeting. Alfeo, Alvar, Symphony and herself were more than enough to restrain him she knew--but there was something about the presence of numbers that emphasized that for some people. Knowing that Kojiro was out there, she also knew that the crazy bloke would try to kill the Dragon himself, something that she knew that he couldn't even fathom doing. Speed be damned, he was still no match for a Dragon.

Rushing out of the meeting room into the hallway, she made herself hastily toward her throne room, her dungeon not too far from there. In the corner of the throne room nearest the hallway, she took a mere moment to glance and assess Alvar and Alfeo's status and condition. Their brows were furrowed, sweat beginning to make its way down their face. She didn't have time to stop and do anything for them, her own powers tied up as they were, but she could help to restrain Ilreg so that at the least she could get them out of the castle.

Avalon had better get his ass back here soon... she thought. He was the only one that she trusted to do the job she needed to get as much information as possible about Ilreg. She needed to find the whereabouts of the twins, she needed to...so many things to do and there was too little time to do it. She had left Migoto behind in the meeting room with Rakeru and...

One thing at a time, she told herself.

As she crossed the large throne room, she saw that there was a group of soldiers huddled at the door.

"ENOUGH!!" She yelled, and the soldiers scattered to both sides of the entrance. She arrived just in time to see a guard be struck by Kojiro's daggers from behind and be impaled by an ice weapon of Ilreg's from the front.

Rushing toward the three of them, her silver hair billowing widely behind her, she reached out with her hand, ribbons of darkness sprouting forth, pulling out the weapons immediately and binding the soldier's wound expeditiously.

Without warning, Symphony rose up in a pool of darkness huddled around Ilreg's feet, enveloping him in darkness, weapon and all. Hardening herself with her own raw energy, Symphony stayed put, wrapped around the contours of Ilreg's body, temporarily emobilizing him, covering his eyes, ears, nose and anything else exposed to any other type of sensory organs.

Tomoyo could feel another jolt of magic, but not from within her. It was affecting the outside, and she could only hope that it was Alvar and Alfeo's magic helping with Ilreg; she couldn't stand another enemy in her stronghold with Ilreg at the same time. Knowing that Kojiro hadn't been in her dungeon, she could only guess that her own guards had allowed him to break loose. Ilreg apparently had to be under constant supervision, and that did not bode well for those who were trying to take him out of the Realm and back into Ilreg's own.

Turning to Kojiro, she said, "We don't have much time. Unless myself and the two Elves are constantly around, it's going to be hard to restrain him at all. I don't think that you can defeat a Dragon, Kojiro, I really don't. Knowing that, do you still want to take this mission?"

Tomoyo knew that Ilreg would be struggling within the confines that Symphony had just put over him. She didn't have time for this. This Ilreg was trying her patience. All she wanted were answers. What he was here for, if he had his own agenda. This Dragon was a brute and a heathen, and she knew now that he would rather slaughter an entire castle that had done nothing to him than to either just escape quietly or give up answers.

Squeezing her palm, she channeled Symphony's magic through herself once more, willing the magical bines on Ilreg to sprout large needles all about that had nowhere else to go but into Ilreg's skin. She was beyong caring about his well-being at this point, seeing as how he hadn't cared for any of the being in her castle. Tomoyo had no problems accepting someone killing her, or having soldiers killed in the heat of War, but this was not war. This was one fucking Dragon, and she would not have her castle fall because of him.

"I can't come with you, because I have to rule here and there are other threats to take care of. However, if you want me to see you to the Mythical Realm, I can do that much, if you want. Kojiro, I really don't think that you and Ayaka should do this alone..." She sighed. "But if you two are going, then you need to go now. Right now."

[Uesugi Yomi]

Yomi had followed behind Tomoyo when she hurried rushed off after the meeting. She had felt that jolt from the room, too, as though the castle itself was trying to alert her of someone's presence.

Tomoyo summed it all up pretty plainly: "Ilreg's trying to escape. If you're going to help, help; if you're not going to, then don't."

Yomi, for all that she could do physically, was going to kick some ass. It was pay back time.

It took more than a few moments for her to make her way to where all the commotion was at, because of her still-healing injuries. Once she arrived there, though, she'd had the time to ake sure that she had her Kama out and ready to throw at the slightest breeze. Nectar was with her, but there was something about having a gaping hole on your insides that made it hard for Yomi to feel as though she was at her best.

Of course, that fool Kojiro was there, and even though she was glad that the bitch wasn't getting fired, if he died of his own stupidity, "thems da breaks", as Humans used to say.

Tomoyo seemed to have Ilreg bound, but after having fought against him she knew that such a manuver would only last for so long. Hopefully, Tomoyo had more than just herself and Kojiro to rely on, because if she knew anything about Ilreg it was that you had to either kill him or knock him out cold to get him to stop moving.

She held Nectar at the ready, telling her to concentrate on Ilreg as much as possible because she knew that eventually, those bonds would break. "Even if we're useless, that's better than being dead. We're doing what we can."

Wait for it... she told herself. Just wait...

[Tsubarisu Kojiro]

Kojiro looked at Tomo with a mixture of sadness and anger. This was the same thing his original Boss did to him. He guessed all Bosses n this line of work tried to kill the people that were loyal to them every now and then.

At first Kojiro just didn't know how to respond to what his Boss was saying. In the meeting she had told him to take a Dragon by himself, to the Mythical Realm. Of course Kojiro just thought he was being just being punished by being made a babysitter. He figured the boss valued him at least a little bit.

Kojiro came to the conclusion that all the other kings were old and he was young. The Boss liked having Old people around, so young people were just in the way. He couldn't really figure out why she would be like that, but he wasn't really good at (not to mention didn't really give a fuck about) figuring out other peoples feelings.

Kojiro took a deep breath and prepared himself to go through what he had been through in his previous life: Accepting the most hazardous jobs available knowing that they were meant to kill him. Strangely enough Kojiro thought about Hotaka. He wasn't such a bad guy after all, his only crime was giving a damn. Fuck it.

"Yes Sanada. I'll do what you commanded me to do." Kojiro said as he pulled out his daggers and began walking to wards where Illreg was being held captive.

At this moment Kojiro could only remember being this pissed off when his last boss began to do the same thing that Tomo had just started to do. This what you had to go though if you wanted to be the best.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

Before Ilreg could even begin to attack the guard before him, a familiar scent filled his nose, and the presence of someone he had met before was in the area. This person soon revealed himself to be the King of the Fourth Layer of Hell, someone had the displeasure of dealing with before. Soon Ilreg found his blade plunged thought the belly of the guard through no fault of his own, Kojiro magic had pushed the guard onto the dragon's weapon, using this as a diversion to launch an attack of his own, hurling daggers at Ilreg at a speed that even he found amazing. Moving the guard who cried out in agony on his blade in the direction of the weapons, Ilreg had caught all the blades in the guard's back, ending his life.

Ilreg starred into Kojiro's eyes, preparing to remove the guard from his weapon to attack, and then Ilreg felt an invisible weight barring down on him, the same magic he dispelled in the dungeon now beating down on him with thrice the force of before. "You... Will... not stop me, I shall not be imprisoned again." Ilreg said, trying to move to no avail, his body frozen in place. Grinding his teeth, Ilreg slowly began to spill Ice magic into the air, freezing the Fallen on his sword from the front. As Ilreg began to surround himself with his magic in another attempt to break free, Sanada Tomo appeared, along with the injured Yomi.

"SANADA!!!!" Ilreg said paralyzed in motion, as the familiar pool of blackness crept up his body from his feet, surrounding him once again. Ilreg barely was able to blanket his body with his magic before Symphony engulffed him once more. Sanada channeling her terrible power unleashed as Solid black tendrils of Darkness that began to pierec Ilreg's skin, barring into his flesh, bring his mind back to his first brush with death a the hands of his father.

With all of his extremities covered, Ilreg could do nothing but see darkness, unable to breath as the life was being skewered out of him, the memory of his brutal father ever present, Tomo's attack unintentionally reminiscent of such. Then her face appeared in his mind, the face that reminded him of his mother, torturing him with his fathers magic, as Ilreg could feel his blood freezing on the solid dark tendrils surrounded by his Ice magic. All these thoughts and emotions, of both helplessness and terror caused Ilreg to snap, the Dragon forgoing his sanity, giving in the animalistic urges within his darkened soul.

Channeling all his power, every inkling and spark of Draconic magic he held with the confides of the darkest and most secluded corners of his soul, Ilreg began to channel his Ice magic, swelling the darkness that surrounded his body, swelling the blackness Sanada Tomo had engulfed him in.

In the instant where he felt he could not pull anything from anywhere else in his body, Ilreg released a portion of it into the magics that bound him, attacking both Sanada's viscous, ebony companion, as well as the cowards who hid and attacked from place within the castle. His pupils now dilated, the blackness on his face and one hand began to shatter and crumble from the extreme cold, as Ilreg turned his depraved and manic face at Sanada, spitting a shard of Ice in her direction.

"YOU WRETCHED BITCH, I WILL KILL YOU! DO YOU HEAR ME, I SHALL CHOKE ON YOUR OWN INNARDS, AND BEFORE YOU DIE I WILL MAKE YOU WATCH AS I TORTURE AND PILLAGE ALL IN YOU EXCREMENT FILLED KINGDOM, STARTING WITH THOSE IN THIS ROOM. YOU SHOULD HAVE KILLED ME WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE, AND NOW I WILL NOT REST UNTIL I HAVE TORN YOUR LUNGS FROM YOUR CHEST WITH MY TEETH." Ilreg screamed at Tomo, his hand releasing a flood of Ice magic into the room, causing formations of jagged crags of Ice to spring forth in all directions. In Ilreg's find there was no else in the room, all he could see was Tomo, and his struggled desperately to free himself from Symphony, in the hopes of destroying the Yami-ou, his madness blinding him to no end.

[Ongaku Migoto]

Migoto stopped mid stride as he felt the powers of Tomo and other individual’s burgeoning all thought the castle, the interference causing his whistle to turn into a small shriek as he stumbled, the slight sense of nausea plaguing him for a few seconds as he saw his loud and abrupt noise had woken up the child. “Shh… shh… it’s okay little guy, I’m still here..” Migoto said, gently rocking the crying infant, beginning his tune once again. Migoto now couldn’t help but to be worried, never having felt this kind of magic around in Tomo’s castle. He also could help but to want to get back to Elizabeth, hoping she didn’t notice what was going on Migoto, continued back to Rakeru’s room’s, hoping to make sure the children were safe before he would investigate for himself what was going on inside the castle.

Migoto knew that there was a dangerous prisoner in the castle, as he was aware he was in no way a fighter in any sense, but he had grown to love his new home, and all those in it, and he would be willing to do what it to protect them, Tomo especially, her kindness unparalleled to him in any realm. Migoto turned the corner on his right, as he grew closer to the hallway where Rakeru’s room lay, hoping to see his small companion safe and undisturbed.

[Kanjin Taiyou]

Taiyou walked out of the portal from the mortal realm to find himself in a very familiar place. The high walls, ornate decorations and lavish tapestries of this magnitude could only be found in one place, the domain Sanada Tomo, the Ma-ou, ruler and High king of all of Hell. He looked around to find the not much has changed visually since the last time he was here a least a century or two ago, but the castle seemed empty, virtually no one was present where he had been teleported inside, right near the entrance of the grand palace. Taiyou was soon spotted by the guards at the gate who commanded him to halt, rushing towards him weapons at hand.

“Taiyou, get rid of them quickly, the magic in this place is out control, something big must be happening inside.” Oni said, as Taiyou lifted his immense weapon. The guards bore down on Taiyou, as he blocked the attack of the first with his weapon, and sent a wave of Fire magic at the other, engulfing the guard in flames. The man who clashed swords with Taiyou attempted to push him back with his sword, but to no avail as Taiyou’s super strength proved to be great to over come. Brushing the guard off with a shove, causing the guard to fall hard on his back, Taiyou grabbed the weapon right out of the hands of his attacker and threw it into the enflamed guard. Turning back with a blank stare, he picked the fallen guard up with the greatest of ease and threw across the room like some much rubbish, the indisposed guard hitting the wall and landing on the ground with a sickening thud. Soon after, the enflamed guard fell as well as Taiyou walked into the castle, fighting off initial resistance.

“The magic that kept us out is channeled somewhere else, concentrated in one place. You might want to be careful, there are other elements present, especially Dark.” Oni said to Taiyou, her void magic working to detect any other people in the area. “Someone is around the corner, two people…” Oni said in Taiyou’s ear, as his expression remained the same, blank, fixed on one objective.

“Sanada uses Dark magic… she’s here.” Taiyou said turning the corner to see a young man with blue skin, holding a small child, an infant in his arms, whistling a happy tune. Taiyou began to walk in his direction, waving his hand to catch his attention, placing his sword behind his back on its holster.

[Ongaku Migoto]

Migoto stopped a she heard footsteps behind him, and he turned with the baby in his arms to find a rather large man behind him. His blank expression made Migoto think he was lost, knowing that Tomo's castle was prone to many visitors, and the Djinni stopped as the man approach, having flagged Migoto down from down the hall. "Hey man, can I help you with something, I'm kinda in a rush?" Migoto said, not wanting to be rude, but concerned for what was happening within the castle, especially pertaining to Tomo.

Then Migoto thought about what Tomo said during the meeting, about intruders in the castle, and Migoto had never seen this man before. Migoto then became suspicious of him, as the man now stood next to him, his imposing stature, and strong smell of smoke permeating the air. Migoto waited for him to speak to judge him further, holding onto Rakeru.

[Avalon Carrister]

Avalon, with Arya in tow, found themselves in somewhat of an arena of ice when they magicked their way back into the Realm. It was a lot easier than usual, and the ice pretty much explained it.

In Yomi's Realm, Arya had taken the liberty of rejuvenating the land that they all lived in, and the villagers had appreciated it very much. It was no easier to channel magic through the land to build things, like they used to, and the soldiers were almost done with the reconstruction in the sixth. They were sufficiently progressed to protect themselves again another attack. Avalon made sure of that before he left.

"O~ Tomo...!" were the first words coming out of his mouth. He was standing in a hallway, looking directly at the throne room

The Dragon had gotten loose.

"Sanada uses Dark magic...she's here." He heard the voice behind him, and he whipped around, seeing a large fellow in red walking down the hallway. He was not one of the people that Tomoyo had offered refuge for in the house.

Turning back for just a second, he could see that Tomoyo had her hands full. He would have to deal with this.

To Arya, he said, "Your brothers need your help! I'll have to try to deal with this!" Then he added, to the man coming down the hall, "Halt! You are not allowed in here. We're dealing with a situation and we have to take care of it before visitors are once again allowed into the building!"

[Elf Royal Family-Group Account]

Arya's magical senses allowed to feel all of the beings that were in the castle at once. The kings, her brothers, the Dragon, Tomoyo herself, and a lonely Djinni with two children as well as an overemotional Habbim. She could sense what they were doing; the Dragon was attacking the building and there was a man with ill intent mixed in. This was the man that was in front of Avalon right now, his unchecked rage was more of a potential threat for Lady Tomoyo, considering that she was trying to handle the Dragon. Arya would not be able to sit idly by and watch this rogue sneak up on Tomoyo from behind.

Avalon decided that he was going to tell her to help her brothers. But they would try to call her if they needed her, no matter where they were. She needed to take care of this right now, before something really bad happened to Tomoyo. She was the only one interested in combining the Realm and Hell and Heaven together, of eliminating the rules that so harshly and unfairly judged thosed in Heaven.

"I'm fighting him here with you," she said, her jaw set, waiting to see what he would do.

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Alvar and Alfeo sensed at once that their sister was back in the building. There was much to be taken care of with Ilreg. He was struggling against his bonds, and even though they were able to keep his magic from affecting people directly, it was now beginning to affect the castle. So long as they were trying to restrain Ilreg, they wouldn't be able to do anything with the castle itself.

Tightening their grip on Ilreg to full power, Alvar and Alfeo's physical bodies were hunched over, expending all of the magical control that they had trying to keep the Dragon under wraps.

[Kanjin Taiyou]

The blue skin man responded in a somewhat friendly manner as Taiyou walked over to him, but as got closer, Taiyou noticed he had a look on face telling Taiyou that he did not know who he was, niether did he trust him. Just then Taiyou heard a voice behind him telling him to stop. Taiyou turned his head to see it was Avalon Carrister, Tomo's most loyal subject. Looking back at the blue skinned man Taiyou that the situation was going to be a desparate on regardless of what he did or said, and he sighed to himself for what would come next.

"I'm sorry this kid..." Taiyou's said regretably as he snacthed the infant in the arms of the blue skinned young man with one hand, delivering a devestating blow to the blue man's abdomen. As the youngling screamed from being jerked errecticly, Taiyou pulled out his sword and pointed at Avalon. "Not one more fucking step, or I swear to Suzaka I will burn this little shit to death." Taiyou said displaying emotion for the first time that day, his sword igniting in a orange and red blaze. Soon a purple orb of void magic surrounded the infant, nullifying his cries, and protecting him from the heat that began to burn the castle walls. Looking at Avalon with the face of a demon, Taiyou simply responded, "Tell me where Tomo is right fucking now!" the angry Angel demanded.

[Sanada Tomo]

Immediately after Tomoyo saw that there was ice magic spreading through the regions of her castle, she stopped listening. At that point the only people of her concern were Migoto, Rakeru, and that sweet girl Elizabeth that Migoto had brought with him. They were only children, and they could not defend themselves. She would not let any of them die in her castle. She would sooner kill Ilreg than allow that to happen, wrath of the Dragons be damned.

Having reached that decision within herself, Tomoyo felt with her own magic, entertwining it with Alvar, Alfeo, and Symphony's, hashly and roughly yanking on the magic that bound him, meaning to pull Ilreg's body toward her with all of the force that she could muster. She was not a cruel person and while she had been in the past, she did not plan on making those mistakes again. There were many people who had died and been injured by Ilreg's hands. That being said, she was going to attempt to do them justice to the best of her ability. The Dragons themselves were going to have to take responsibility for allowing one of their own to wreak havoc like this in another's Realm. She was sure that the majority of Dragons were not interested in War, but honestly, she had no other recourse than to kill him. Again, she would be damned before she allowed him to freeze a hair on any child's head in her castle--or Migoto's.

She was beyond words at this point. There was no reason in speaking. It would get her no where. Ilreg only understood action, and that was what she was going to give him. He had exhausted every sense of her patience, and now that the two children were at risk, he was also wearing at the rationale protecting him from death.

There were pieces of Ilreg that were cracking and splitting away from his body. Tomoyo nor Symphony knew if this was a bad or good thing, the mental communicaiton automatically springing forth now that they were fighting. Tomoyo hoped that Alvar and Alfeo would hold on just a little bit longer with their restraint. The Ha-ou of Hell didn't have time for this bullshit. The kid gloves were coming off. With speed that could only accompany a seasoned fighter, coils of dark ribbons came forth from her own palm, forming into the lengthy, curved blade of a silver sabre, the hilt's intricate loops forming around her hands without any effort.



No sooner than the tip finished it's transformation did Tomoyo take a single step back and lunge forward in the direction of the figure in front of her.

[Ongaku Migoto]

Now the man stood in front of Migoto, and not a moment later he heard Avalon's voice in the background telling him to halt. It was this that let Migoto know he was in fact not to be trusted, but it was too late as Migoto heard the man apologize, and in an instant the large man snatched the baby from his arms. Before Migoto could even respond he felt the crush of the man's fist into his stomach, the force of the blow sending Migoto flying. Hitting the wall with imense force, Migoto fell back onto the floor hard, couching up blood.

"Dammit... what just happened..." Migoto stammered, trying to stand, but reeling back down because of the pain. Migoto had never been struck so forcefully in all his life and as he looked up, he could hear Rakeru's cry, and watched as the man surrounded him in a bubble of energy, as his large sword began to spit flames that burned that castle walls. As Migoto's face fell back to the floor, tears began to spill from his closing eyes. The Djinni was downed, and reached out in the direction of the baby with last ounce of strength."I'm so sorry Tomo..." Migoto said with his last breath, falling unconscious as his voice traveled, hopefully to Tomo's ear's, wherever she was in the castle.

[Takaishi Jiishita]

Jiishita had thought that after having his wife face Ilreg the first time and lost, he was going to be more harm than help, but after hearing the fray from outside, and someone shouting about a baby, he knew that he had to help. Tomoyo's child was all that she had left, and the least that he could do would be to actually get him into safe territory. He could leave the castle--Tomoyo would appreciate it, he was sure.

"Chikara! They need us!" he said, calling back to his wife. This was the right thing to do, he knew, even if there was some risk to it. It was a risk to fight Ilreg in the first place, but they had done it; what should keep them from doing anything like that now. It was ridiculous to be scared. He was afraid of losing his wife, when Tomoyo had already lost her husband, best friend, and now her baby was in danger, all in one day? It was too much to handle and he knew that this was right.

Running out into the hall, he could see a blue-haired Djinni--the same one with the baby from the meeting--hunched up on the floor, looking as though he was dead. He hoped not...

Seeing the fire that was being generated by the sword in the man's hands, he said a small incantation to himself.

"Oh charms of the earth, raise from your enclave in the rock that covers these walls and pierce the enemy ahead with your spirals of stone!"

The magic left his lips, the tiles of brick in the floor beneath him rising from it's place to form a coiling spear, moving speedily through the walls and ceiling to piece the large man in the back.

Immediately, Jiishita unsheathed his guns.

[Elf Royal Family-Group Account]

Arya refused to let anyone disrupt the good nature of an innocent child. It was just not right.

Without a second thought, she gave away her weapon. She was going to save this so that she could surprise him later, but the tactical advantage would just have to sit on the backburner when a small, innocent life was concerned.

If they wanted to fight dirty, she could, too, so to speak.

Pushing Avalon out of the way, Arya spread out her arms and legs at lightning speed, her limbs extended towards the walls of the hallway. There was no sign of any magic being done immediately after, and she concentrated her hardest to get this task done as quickly as possible.

Suddenly, and without warning, the floor directly beneath the large man began to give way, the bricks supporting him disappearing all at once. From the ceiling, where a rupture already seemed to be occuring due to someone else's magic, a string of vines venture forth from the wall, reaching down to Taiyou with the speed that Arya had directed toward it. Engulfing the baby, orb and all, the vines retracted, being swallowed by the ceiling as the vine became one with its source, at the same time pumping some extra energy into the magic that the man behind this brute has summoned toward him.

Arya knew not to trust this large man's reaction to losing the baby, and she herself sunk into the ground, absorbed by the castle walls, while at the same time, in the confines of the castle, she was using her magic to furthermore break through the or surround the child. Without any terrible effort, it cracked, and she set to working on the rest of it. Using the castle as her eyes and ears, she tried to keep up with what this man would try to do to both opponents standing behind and in front of him; she would do what she could.

[Yamazaki Chikara]

Seeing her husband run off, saying that people needed them, chikara followed close behind. What she saw when she left the meeting room, however, was an entirely different story. Her husband was already in the middle of spouting magic when she got out there, and some elf girl and Avalon were there. He was doing nothing but cowering in fear as usual, she presumed, and there was someone unconscious on the ground. The babysitter. The babysitter was lying on the ground.

The ground began to disappear an awful amount close to where the blue guy was, and Chikara ran forward, but stayed behind Jiishtia's moving magic so that she could save him, pulling him back and into the meeting room once more. She wished that there was more that she could do, but there wasn't much, and unfortunately the hallway was crowded with people trying to be zeroes and heroes. She would wait a second, and then move.

Closing the door, she began the slap the living fuck out of the...what did Tomoyo say his name was in the meeting--Migoto? Such things weren't important, and she stopped wasting her time on it.

"Wake up!" she yelled. She needed to know if there was any other place in the building he needed to go, or if there was anything that he knew that he could do to actually help Tomo, because it seemed like she was in a pretty tight bind, seeing her her many-times-over-great-granddaughter nor her brother was here to help matters get any better.

[Kanjin Taiyou]

As Taiyou focused his seathing hatred on Avalon, footsteps from his rear were followed by words, and incantion of some kind, resulting in something piercing Taiyou in his back. Stagering forward, a small woman behind Avalon jumped into the fray, using her magic to alter the shape of the ceiling turning the tapestry into vines, using them to nsacth away Taiyou's quarry. Taiyou began grow immensly more angry each passing second as his features began to darken, he took on a more sinister look.

"ONI! GET RID OF THAT LITTLE SHIT AND HELP ME NOW!" Taiyou roared as the small orb cointaining the small child disappered, vansihing from the area. Using his void maigc to place the child elsewhere, Taiyou channeled the energies of his void sprite into his body, unleashing a whirlwind of fiery destructiion, aiming the flaming onslaught at every in the area.

Taiyou then began to notice the ground underneath his feet was disappering, and moved from the spot where he ws standing, after which he waved his sword to melt the fallen stone in place to prevent where he stood from doing the same, Oni covered his feet for extra protection as well."

"Taiyou, the kids long gone from here someone took him before I could do anything about it, wipe your ass with these fleas so we can get to Tomo." Oni said in an voice, complying to her wielder wishes as she further fueled his rage. Taiyou now stood ablaze, his void aura removing the shapened object from his back, as well buring the foliage above and around him.



As he walked toward the man who attacked him from his rear, he stepped on the fragmented, earth, seeing his own blood on the ground. Taiyou then through his sword into the floor infront of the man who had two guns pointed at him and ran at him full speed.

Suddenly Taiyou's sword ignited, causing the floor to explode in front of the man with guns, the ground now melting and cracking from the heat as Taiyou swirled the fire with hand motion during his run, and launched an attack of fire balls at him.

[glow=red,2,300]"TOMO, COME OUT HERE AND FIGHT ME NOW YOU DAMNED COWARD, YOU'VE SENT ENOUGH PEOPLE TO THEIR DEATHS!"[/glow] Taiyou roared, the flames growing at the same intensity as his anger.