[center][color=1a7b30][h2]Aleph Banton[/h2][/color]
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[b][color=1a7b30]"A Hero always has something else up his sleeve!"[/color][/b][/center]
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[b]*CLANG*[/b]

Aleph's hilt met only a wall created by the woman's magic, which separated the two of them. He did not have to be frustrated as he was made to backpedal to avoid the wall crumbling right down on him. Yet more distance between the two, making this fight even more difficult for him. He would have to concede that as long as he continued in this way, she would eventually gain the upper hand she would need to finish him off. Perhaps he should stop playing pretend?

There was a small pause after the wall fell as he heard his opponent's voice. [b][color=a0410d]"I use basic spells because you're not worthy of ones which actually require effort Mr 'Hero'."[/color][/b] she taunted.

[b][color=1a7b30]"Don't let a little praise go to your head."[/color][/b] Aleph replied calmly. [b][color=1a7b30]"You've got the wrong idea of what kind of foe you face."[/color][/b]

It would be a lie to say that Aleph was not holding back too. He wasn't using EVERY tool at his disposal, but that was because he always preferred fighting with his sword alone. He thought that the most heroic thing a Hero could do was fight on the frontlines, with only his skill with the blade assisting him. Anything else? Not as heroic. Magic especially. It would be especially cool to defeat a powerful mage like this woman with merely his blade alone, no? But that probably wasn't going to happen. A veteran of a fair amount of fights, Aleph at least recognized what this woman was going to do and without some form of assistance, there was little he could do about it. A predictable, but very effective tactic. This was assuming that she wasn't just bluffing pretty hard right now and claiming she was a lot stronger than she was. While such a possibility would be hilarious, the fact she didn't seem the least bit bothered by casting these spells in succession gave him the idea that she wasn't kidding. He would very likely run out of steam before she did. Were he better prepared for a fight with her, maybe he could overcome this without resorting to certain things. Well, since she was supposedly the Demon Lord's general, it would make sense he couldn't kid around. He could admit that effortlessly defeating the highest ranking generals without trying was the height of arrogance -- something he had abused quite a bit to defeat foes more physically superior than him. 

He would not want to lose due to arrogance on his behalf. So now, he should at least try. It would be very nice to see the irritated look on her face if he managed to get her serious. That was always fun. 

From Vesta's point of view on the other side of her wave attack, it would probably appear as though Aleph jumped with enough force to kick up a bit of dust from his takeoff point. And, of course, he cleared the wave of earth rolling towards him. He fluidly continued forth, but pointed his hand towards the woman and sprayed bolts of magic towards her, though only one would even hit her were she to just sit there. The other two hit the ground a bit in front of Aleph, kicking up quite a bit of dust, drastically limiting visibility. None of these bolts would be lethal, of course, but a direct hit would probably feel like a pretty mean punch. Their use was merely for utility, as was pretty much anything Aleph could cast himself.