Castiel sighed at the sight of Tilacus slaughtering his minions with ease. He did not wish to engage in combat today, but he should've known better. Cloryn's Keep would not fall so easily. To summon more minions would be useless as this Anceiron was a Veteran, and posed a threat. Unfortunately for him, many a number of Anceiron's and Crusaders reside in Quagmire at this very moment, Tilacus would surely be the strongest among them, but not the last.

As the Imperial Crusader came within striking distance, he leaped into the air as high as his armor would allow him, [b]"FOR THE GRAND EMPIRE!"[/b] he shouted as he brought his sword down upon Castiel, only to make contact with the stone floor beneath. Above him, a Raven began circling above Tilacus, but he was not fooled by this move, he knew very well of Castiel's shape-shifting powers. Tilacus sheathed his sword and pulled out a crossbow from behind him, taking aim at the Raven. [b]"If you wish to perish as a brainless animal, so be it!"[/b] he was about to fire with precise aim at the Raven, but didn't notice another, circling above. They looked exactly the same, It seemed to come from nowhere These two turning into four, and four turning into six, the Ravens appeared from thin air. They landed a few feet from the Crusader and were engulfed in fire, taking the form of Castiel. Tilacus dropped his crossbow and charged at the group of impostors, sword in hand, without fear. [b]"FIGHT LIKE A MAN, DEMON!"[/b]

He aimed for the one in the middle, and they did battle as the others surrounded the two. Tilacus disarmed the impostor and plunged his blade into it's chest, dispersing the clone into flames. He turned to face another, and another, one by one the clones burst into flames, their swords falling to the floor, until there was only one. [b]"There is no avoiding the justice I shall bring upon defeating you, demon scum, now, [i]FACE ME[/i]"[/b] Tilacus charged once more at Castiel, fighting ferociously and seemed to have the upper hand in the battle. Their swords clashed as they moved back and forth, Castiel swung for his head only to be parried and kicked in the stomach by Tilacus, as he bent forward the Crusader plunged his sword in the back of Castiel. He let out a demonic cry before dropping his blade and falling to the floor. Tilacus ripped his sword from the back of the demon, and looked around with a sense of accomplishment at the number of swords that lay on the floor. 

A wave of shock and fear came over Tilacus. Observing the area, only five swords lay around him. He quickly took a defensive stance and turned around, only to receive a steel bolt from his crossbow inbetween the eyes. Tilacus dropped his blade and fell to the floor, as his soul rose from his chest, floating gracefully into Castiel's amulet, who stood a few yards away, with Tilacus's crossbow in hand. 

Castiel tossed the crossbow to the side. A group of soldiers could be heard making their way to the area, he decided to use this opportunity to his advantage, and took the form of Tilacus. As he did so, the real body engulfed into flames, and was merely reduced to nothing but ash. The group of soldiers were lead by another Veteran Crusader, Haklo, who approached Tilacus (Castiel). [b]"Tilacus! Brother! The Lord of Wraith has made his presence known, reinforcements are needed. Will you join us?"[/b] Tilacus (Castiel) proudly unsheathed his weapon. [b]"May your enemies fear my blade and yours, brother."[/b] Haklo nodded. [b]"And may yours fear mine, brother"[/b] Haklo lead the way to engage the Lord of Wraith.