[i]Jeanne[/i] - [u]The Archangel[/u]

She slowed as Revan finally took to the air, allowing him to closed the wide breadth of distance that had grown between them. It was unfair that she had gotten a head start, really, and unfairness ruined the fun of the game. Spiraling through the air as he flew past and taunted he whilst he took a bite of the baked goods that she had delivered, the Angelic Magi spread her wings wide and slowed further. Widening her profile in the air to increase the resistance by which the wind pressed against her. 

Though as he burst forth in another push of magical energy, Jeanne's pursed lips curved into a smirk. 

As he gained the distance, lines of magic traced lines across her figure as plates of ivory took their shape about her once again. Soon after, the wings about her melted as she descended towards the earth once her ability to maintain lift was lost. Two soon melted into four viscous forms as the ground neared, and a longsword of purest holy light formed in her grasp.

Just as she was about to collide with the earth, Jeanne's newly formed quartet of feathery gold spread wide and drank the air. With one flap, her direction sharply changed from her descent to a blindingly fast procession at low altitude across the earth. With each push of her wings against the very air, forests below shuddered, dirt and dust dispersed unto every direction as she rocketed forward.

With the ivory sense of her armor, and the shimmering light that she always seemed to emit, it would almost seem as if a shooting star was rocketing across the heavens. With a rush of speed and agility, she rose towards the heavens again, closing the gap that Revan had gained in a matter of moments as she arced just a few feet above him, looking down upon the darkened one as a Seraph of God would look down upon a Demon.

Hanging upside down in the sky for a moment, she flipped about her form nimbly one last time before with a second flap of her wings, she surged forward and proceeded at a rate nearly twice that of his. 

Much akin to a shooting star, she blurred past the outskirts of Margaret town in a beeline straight towards her home. Lamia Scale's front door rapidly neared and she kicked her feet forward and spread her wings wide to land lightly upon the steps of the front door. By the time that her opponent in this little game would arrive, the armor and wings had dissipated once again to reveal the fiery texture of her sundress.

[color=662d91]"Looks like I win again, I suppose the Games will be no different,"[/color] She began coyly, slowly opening the door to Lamia scale and nonchalantly sauntering inside with the demon undoubtedly close behind. Carefully, her sapphire eyes scanned the crowd for Anna, the one who had just returned after so many years abroad.

Where in the Gods' name was she?

[color=662d91]"I'm sure she's around here somewhere, feel free to go looking if you'd like."[/color] The Archangel added quietly, moving initially sit at a table, her own gaze quickly found a handful of newcomers. But more importantly was that of Niti, who was clinging onto Yuuka. She still hadn't thanked him for saving her life at Augustine, such gratitude was way overdue.

[color=662d91]"Niti, do you have a moment?"[/color] She inquired lightheartedly, striding over to her teammate as she reached inside the bag for one final treat. From within it, her fingertips extracted what could have been perhaps one of the most delicious cupcakes she had ever made. Thick, rich red velvet beset by a creamy and luscious buttercream icing. 

[color=662d91]"I wanted to give this to you to thank you for saving my life in Augustine," [/color]the angelic looking woman stated sweetly, smiling with a touch of humility. [color=662d91]"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be walking here today. So thank you."[/color]

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