Sam had taken the kettle and a bunch of more vials and thrown them in a cart along with some baskets of herbs he had taken from the kitchen and a few bottles of water.
He had fixed a small pile of burning wood on top of a large stone slab and had been awkwardly boiling water in the kettle while sitting in the back of the cart while they traveled. A lot of boiling water splashed from the sides and he lost a few apples on the way. Constantly cursing under his breath with every road bump.
He finally looked up when he heard a storm of paper rush around him. He saw a massive tunnel as their group marched on. When the sudden realization came that he was staring slack jawed in wonder he got up and pulled out a few bushels angelica and held them near the fire until a cinder landed on them and set them alight. He then put them in the kettle while muttering something about wonder. Magic was in the air, everything around Sam vibrated with magical energy. Along with his sense of amazement he focused the energy into the mixture while quietly chanting to himself. "Effect type: transmutation, compulsion, light, . 1 Charge. Area of Effect: object."
The liquid turned a thick and syrupy, milky white. He had liquefied inspiration. In a way. Kind off.

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Horrace sat in the guild hall, he had no intentions of coming along on the crazy suicide run. He was getting bored so he figured he'd look around the place.

After following Beatrix and the rest of the guild, he found himself in front of the hall of Serpents Dagger. Taking a moment, he strapped on his weapons, which consisted of several balanced daggers to throw at people. Seeing the amazing Unison Raid of Beatrix and Sophia, he rushed forward, looking for any target in sight. He also leaped into the air, wanting to avoid being trampled.

"Alright then....i-it's showtime!" Kaldis thought as he saw the paper and ink tunnel form, completely clearing the way for everyone to get through. His heart was pounding in his chest, he didn't know just how many were going to be inside the building, but he knew that they were going to be tougher to take down than that gang leader from before, for all he knew everybody inside was as strong as Orin, maybe even stronger. Still, he couldn't let Beatrix or the guild down, not now. He wanted to prove that he could stand on his own, and maybe, just maybe if he got lucky, he'd be able to get C rank if he could clear out some of the weaker Serpent's Dagger members. Steeling his courage and grasping his elbows with the opposite arm for each, he let out a deep breath before sliding his hands from the elbow, all the way until he was grasping his hands in each other, and as his hands moved, he cast his wood-make magic to form rather sizable wooden gauntlets around his forearms. Lightly tapping them once against his chest, he broke out into a sprint down the tunnel, not wanting to be left behind.

As he made his way through the tunnel, he pumped himself up more and more to garner some form of confidence beyond what his timid self could muster. All it really did was make it look like he was running in a very energetic manner, though his antlers were slightly growing in length, though it wasn't really noticeable if you hadn't paid attention to them before.

Rukia appeared before Gwen, behind, whispering at her ears and hugging her, the sensation gives out of a feeling of sexual bloodlust as a pun to what she is doing right now, she licks her ear, "I wouldn't be so sure." She whispered to Gwen and smiled and giggled.

"I've lived 300 years of a lifetime and surely humans aren't pushovers and their greed is just as intriguing as us, demons. To tell you the truth, I want you to come with me on this errand of mine, Lord Johann prefers having two people run the show and don't be so modest.... I have always had my eye on you. That being said, I need to learn magic in order to keep me cover, curses are easier to distinguish than magic due to it's cruel and foul nature, you happen to know any by chance, Gwen." Rukia's soft and seductive voice is drilled at Gwen's ears. "We'll be living in 5 hours."

Hector looked to Elliot and as she stated the obvious she hinted she should go with him. Not something he was hoping for he preferred to work alone though he did recognize that she was a formidable warrior. He was about to say something when suddenly Beatrix decided to take the whole guild with her to teach the servants guild a lesson. E sighed and said, "it would seem I don't have any choice in the matter. Looks like we are all going..." He stood and placed his sword on his back before downig the rest of the ice in one gulp.

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As they made it to the other guild Beatrix said this was a. A test... Not much one in his opinion but if he can be a S class after this little battle? Worth it. As Beatrix did the unison raid with Sophia, clearing a path, Hector unsheathed his sword and grinned. As soon as the tunnel appeared Hector bolted to the head of the pack. Running through the tunnel till he came to the door at which he didn't break stride as lifted his left foot and slammed it against the door, busting them down and sending the wooden spliters every where. He slid to a stop with his sword on his shoulder and smiled even more, his breathing could be Seen as breath came out like it was freezing around him. After the crash and dust and the wood settled he heard the men and woman start to worry as they recognized who he was....he heard "it's the frozen fang "or " Hector the head hunter" in worried tones which only made him chuckle before running into the thickest part of the enemy guild, sword raised and slashed clearing a path with one sweep and knocking four guys back and knocking 10 more behind them.

He ducked and weaved in-between random blast of magic or swings of magical weapons or fists. He came to a point where he was surrouneded by all with in the first few minutes of the fight and someone said, "We got him surrounded! GET HIM!" He slammed his sword into the ground and smirked as they moved in what seemed like slow motion for him as his adrenaline was high now. He lowered himself slighting taking in a deep breath and roared, "ICE DRAGON ROAR!" Turning his head as a flow of ice shot from his mouth molding around those closest (about ten more) and knocking them back as they landed as a massive piece of ice on the ground. Then his arms turned to ice up to his elbow, with out hesitation he jumped at the man who had Beast take over Magic, twice his size and decked him in the face...causing hiim to take a few steps back from the blow shaking his head before swinging back.

The Lake

Even as Rukia showed up behind Gwen the girl did not even move, as if a statue guarding the lake before her, even as her ear was licked she simply looked back to the women. "I am not tasked to aid you. However I shall observe your actions within the tower. As for curses, I do not know how to use them, however I have seen My Lord use them many times." Something was very odd enough Gwen, and now the fox demon was close enough she could sense... Well nothing, she had no magical presence other than the glowing tubes that were hanging from her belt and her gauntlets. "I will await for our arrival Mistress Rukia." She bowed deeply before walking away, planning on carrying out Rukia's last orders before meeting her with the demon in tow.

As all the members of the Azure Dragon practically shoved their way outside and towards the Serpents Dagger Guild Hall, Akira couldn't help but be impressed by their attitude as a whole. He certainly didn't imagine the entire guild, a new one for that matter, to go up in arms and make their way right to the front door of the enemy. He more than wanted to join them. He still was yet to be considered an actual member, but if he proved his worth today it would most likely be overlooked. It's difficult to tell whether Akira had been with them the entire way to the opposing Guild Hall, but he was most definitely there as Beatrix made gave her orders before her and another combined their magic, creating a very convenient tunnel leading straight to the front door. Akira unsheathed his katana, and was ready to show how capable he was, he charged forward with the others into the Guild Hall.

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Measha couldn't help but think back to this very morning, when he awoke under a clear blue sky, and felt the soft lush, green grass beneath him. He recalled how peaceful everything had been these past few days, and how eager he was to finally arrive to Azure Dragon. To fight alongside others and help those in need. To grow stronger each and everyday and use this strength to benefit others. To punish those that threaten the peaceful lifestyle he believes in. Measha has never experienced the likes of a Guild before, he expected to walk into the Guild Hall and walk right back out, his mind focused on a job and a friend by his side, but as he stood beside his fellow Guildmates with the Serpents Dagger Guild Hall towering in front of them, and watched as Beatrix Fairglaive, his Guildmaster, gave her instructions to the group, he realized that he did indeed have a job now, to defend his new home, and he has plenty of friends by his side. Hell, even that ego riddled swordsman was his friend now, whether he liked it or not. Azure Dragon was Measha's home now, and he'll defend it with all of his strength. He has to, his meaning and purpose lies within the Azure Dragon. He will refuse to let it be taken from him his very first day! But, it also wouldn't hurt to show the others what he could do.

"Well? Move it?" Just as before, Measha immediately dashed into the tunnel, and ran beside his guildmates towards the front door. The whole situation had caused him to forget how energetic and prepared he was earlier, especially for a fight, but he remembered that feeling now. Fire three times the size of Measha's hands surrounded his fists and feet, the ground beneath him lit up after each step he took, he was ready to defend his home, his friends, his Guildmaster, all while getting some payback. As the ego riddled muscle man kicked down the door and the dust and wood flying everywhere settled, Measha realized they were somewhat outnumbered. The Serpents Dagger members weren't so happy to see the stranger break down the door as they shouted his name with fear. "So, his names Hector.." Measha thought to himself, recalling the reactions he had received when he first entered Azure Dragon. Immediately Hector slashed his sword, clearing a path, and charged right into the thick of the crowd, a good number of the guild members began focusing on Frozen Fang and Measha didn't hesitate to take advantage of the situation.

As the enemy reacted to Hectors entrance, Measha immediately began to spin in place as fire surrounded his immediate area. Unlike before, he actually had a moment to increase his speed, thus making the surrounding flames larger and larger by the second. He recalled what his teacher had told him years ago when he was first learning this technique. The power and potential of this move lie soley in his form and execution, the bigger the flames, the more concentration required. Fire that rose at least 10 ft tall now spun fiercely around Measha, he decreased his speed and now guided these massive flames around him with grace. the Serpents Dagger Wizards assessed the situation and now made their way towards the entrance. Hector appeared to have damaged and harnessed the attention of the middle, so Measha decided he would attack the right. As a horde of wizards approached the group from the right, Measha guided the vicious flames and launched a ferocious fireball half the size of a small building right at the center of the crowd.

"Whirlwind!"

The fireball violently exploded, taking out a significant chunk of Wizards and knocking a small few on their back, but they got right back up. Fire once again surrounded Measha's fists and feet, he didn't skip a beat and charged forward. As an enemy Wizard begin casting a spell, he hadn't anticipated Measha to attack him directly. He drove his fist right into the man's stomach, the attack followed by a burst of fire. Measha began striking his opponent with various kicks and punches, every single hit automatically accompanied with a small explosion of fire, magic and martial arts coming together to form the deadly fighting style known as the Flaming Fist. Measha finished off his opponent within a matter of seconds, his final attack a spinning kick to the head. The Wizard fell to the floor, unconscious. Measha moved onto the next one, his heart burned hotter than the sun, he was far from finished.

Floating in the air, he slowly descended enough to get through the door where the Ice-man went through, as that seemed to be the front entrance. Seeing that he and a fire wizard were attacking the main amount of them, Kael floated once more into the air. Taking this chance, he searched for suitable targets. He found a group of wizards preparing some kind of spell together. He clapped his hands together to blow them apart with a powerful tornado.

He turned away from them to find another hallway, devoid of any occupants. He hovered down that way, looking for anybody else or something of interest. He saw several doors, but he did not open them before letting the wind tell him what was inside. It would seem something was inside of them, but he was not able to tell. After a while, he heard nobody inside of one of the rooms. Opening it, he saw shelves of books! He had found their library! He began to search through their books for runes or anything that would pertain to magic. However, there would not be a chance to look through them all. He began to gather all the books into the wind and Kael caused them to float in the sky. He would have to wait to get them out. Wanting to protect the contents of "his" books, he decided to wait in there for anyone to enter.

Orion stayed near the rear of his group. His energy wasnt fully back yet so he wasnt exactly pumped to be running into a war zone. When he got out of the tunnel like structure he turned around intent to cover the rear. Plowing through the onslaught didnt necessarily mean That they were all down for the count. Sure enough some got back up as they passed them but the Neptune crossbow proved to be an invaluable asset. Whatever it was a holder-magic item, it was fascinating. Most Items are simple in their output, they didnt change based on the user. This one did. While the imposter Kyojin wielded the crossbow it was a devastatingly powerful weapon. But in Orions hand its functionality had completely changed. The fIrst time he pulled the trigger he was expecting some sort of blast like he had been ducking and dodging, but instead he got a more solid version of his Image arrows. plus a rapid fire/shotgun spread version. Orion did not expect the kick back of the shot either so he almost tripped. It took him a few more shots to get the hang of it but when he did, he started pulverizing anything that came for him.

While at first he was taking down mages who were weakened he soon came face to face with Mages that were at their full power. He slung the Crossbow over his shoulder onto his back and clapped his hands. "Image Make: Boomerbang" He created a larger boomerang, that was mid flight that slammed into them, exploding on impact.

Sam sat and watched the fight closely. He took mental note of everyone's abilities, their style and potential. But even more he was searching. Searching for a weapon. Ever since he returned to the mainland he hadn't had a chance to get something to defend himself with, now was that chance.
He picked a clueless wizard who was busy firing spectral chains from his one hand when holding a spear in the other. This was his guy. Sam picked up a rock, balancing it in his hand he took aim. He lobbed the rock over the battlefield and hit the chain wizard on his shoulder. Didn't hurt him much, but it sure got his attention. As Sam anticipated the wizard launched some chains at him, but Sam had already taken cover behind the cart. From behind the card Sam laughed and flipped the guy the bird.
Pissed off the wizard came charging, and naturally got caught in the elemental storm of crossfire. Ice, fire and wind smashing into him from every side. Once the wizard reached the cart he was at his limit, he was slow and enraged. Even Sam had no trouble slapping the spear from his grasp, the wizard shot a chain at Sam at pointblank range as a last ditch effort. Sam got his right side wrapped, so he punched the wizard in the face until he collapsed and the chains dissipated.

Sam picked up the spear, a well crafted weapon. Still inspecting the spear, testing it's weight and balance, he stepped back on the cart and stuck the spearhead in the kettle with still boiling potion. The potion quickly crept up the spear shaft like white animated tar. Sam brandished his spear and held it up, it shone a bright light that left a trace in the air with every movement. Now we're talking.
Sam set the red potions on his belt and got off the cart. Time to join in.

Kaldis stared in awe at the spectacle before him, he'd expected all the new comers to be stronger than him, but he certainly didn't expect them to just tear through the enemy guild ranks as quickly as they did. He shook himself out of his daze when he remembered he was supposed to be fighting too, and looked down at the gauntlets he'd formed for his forearms; looked like he'd need something more heavy duty to keep up. Running along to catch up, he made it a point to go to the left, because fire was scary, and ice was cold. Not to mention it looked like the scariest and toughest of the bunch were going for Hector, a lot of them were screaming, which really made it clear to Kaldis that getting in his way would be a terrible idea. As he broke to the left, he ran his right hand over his left arm, and used his Wood-Make to solidify a small buckler shield over his gauntlet, and afterwards he formed a bo-staff by clasping his hands together again.

"I won't just sit by and let them do all the heavy lifting!" Kaldis began backpedaling away from the approaching mages, he knew full well that he might be able to take a few of them, but going head to head wasn't the best idea. There were maybe about 4 of them approaching, and 2 of the 4 were already prepping spells, one's eyes were glowing an orange shade and the other's hands were releasing some sort of green gas, the other two just had weapons; a sword and a spear, both probably enchanted. Before the one with glowing eyes could make his move, Kaldis just chucked the bo-staff right at him, like a javelin, nailing him in the forehead. Not letting the confusion go to waste, he sprinted between the other three, narrowly missing getting grabbed by the gassy hands one, and slammed the shield on his gauntlet straight into the eye-mage's head, with surprisingly enough force to knock him to the ground. "Was...was I always this fast?" He almost stopped to calm down, before he saw the spear of one of the remaining 3 in his peripheral vision, and blocked it with his buckler. The spear's tip glided along the buckler and went up, towards Kaldis' head, but fortunately, it got caught between one of his antlers and the prongs of it, and surprisingly, when Kaldis pushed his head forward, the spear gave way with a loud snap as the shaft broke, the spear-mage's face turned to an expression of shock before Kaldis nailed him right between the eyes, jumping backwards as the mage started seeing stars and fell to the ground.

"...Wh-why am I winning exactly?" He thought as he ducked under the sword mage's swings...maybe he'd just gotten lucky and gotten the 4 worst mages in the guild...or maybe carpentry was better exercise than he thought! Probably the former. He gave the sword wielder a swift roundhouse kick; which must have really hurt because Kaldis literally saw one of the guy's teeth fall out, and taking advantage of the daze, Kaldis gave a jab to the guy's chest, but the guy just fell back like a limp noodle. As he was turning to face the gas mage, he was surprised as he suddenly grabbed his right arm, and the gas seemingly started eating away at the wood, like a caustic termite machine. Struggling to escape the mage's grip, Kaldis started grunting in pain when the gas reached his arm, he could hear the hairs on it start to catch fire and disappear in half a second, the gas burning his skin. In his desperation, Kaldis launched one desperate kick...and, of course, nailed him right in the junk. The mage doubled over in pain, letting go of Kaldis' arm, and clutching his family jewels as he was brought to the verge of tears by Kaldis' not-so-secret-one-hit-kill-technique. Somewhat feeling sorry for the guy, Kaldis kicked him in the back of the head, and bent over as he lost consciousness, his face a mix of dull surprise and confusion.

"...Did...did I seriously do that again!? Why can't I just end it normally...it hurts me just to do that." he said as he walked away from the 4, scratching his head and trying to hide his eyes in shame.

Sam ran over to rush to Kaldis's aid, but stopped when he saw him handle 4 mages alone. He marveled at the antler trick and cringed at the crotch kick.
"Damn... Remind me to never get in a fight with you mate." He said as he walked up to him.
A few more wizards came running, one flying. Two of them held battle axes, one with shocking with lightning, the other glowing with purple runes. The flying chick scattered small glowing beads that bounced once then exploded on impact.
Sam braced himself, the shining spear like a blazing beacon between himself and the charging wizards.
"You want the harpy or the berserkers?" Sam asked Kaldis jokingly casual. As if he was asking what flavor ice cream he preferred.

Kaldis turned to see the guy who'd asked about his antlers earlier, Sam he believed his name was, before seeing the new batch of wizards charging, now featuring angry guys with axes. Axes were naturally the worst match up for him, so when Sam asked him which he'd prefer to take, he responded almost instantly with: "I-I'll take the harpy then!" before clasping his hand over the hole in his wooden gauntlet and started reforming it, the wood elevated slightly as it ran over the wound, he didn't want to agitate the burn, and he especially didn't want anybody to hit him there. Not wanting to get back into the fight with little more than a wooden stick, he scooped up the sword-wielder's blade and placed it in his right hand.

With his newly acquired blade, he looked up to see the flying lady growing closer, and her explosive bouncy beads too. Not wanting to let her back up the two axe-weilders Sam would be fighting, he did something the flying woman couldn't have expected; he formed a massive shepard's cane with his wood magic and caught her around the waist with it; though his plan went awry when he found out that the cane really didn't stop her at all. As a consequence, Kaldis was dragged along as the woman flew, dangling limply in the air as she flew. "Oh god...I think I'm gonna be sick..."

Taking this time, Kael began reading some of the books, looking for some sort of spell circle that would be helpful in his plan. He wanted to get back out there into the action, but he needed a way to protect "his" books. Kael sent all of the books into a giant circle that went up to the ceiling. He scanned through several of them before finding one that described some kind of rune magic. Copying what he saw, Kael wrote that only he was allowed into the circle that contained all of the books. He also wrote that no magic was allowed within it, making it so only those that were able to break the runes could get through. He read through these runes, trying to see if they work and, to the best of his knowledge, they did.

Turning around, he ran out the door into the main hall, where it seemed most of the fighting was occurring. Kael floated into the air and began to go faster. He did not want to miss out on a brawl, but it may get cramped. He finally reached there to see the raccoon's companion there with the antler boy. They were about to be attacked by a harpy and two berserkers. Seeing that Kaldis was handling the harpy, Kael headed straight for the brutes.

They did not see him coming, but they noticed him when one of them had a knife stuck through his armor, pants, and shoes, pinning him to the floor. Kael smiled and flicked one of his knifes up and down in the air, allowing the wind to flow around him, He had enhanced the speed and the strength of his throw using the wind, allowing the blade to pierce through the armor.

The brute looked at him and frowned. His friend had been taken down by some flying mage. Not liking this, he tried to swing his axe at Kael, hoping to strike, but Kael simply ascended, avoiding the attack. He flipped another dagger through the air, which pierced through the right shoulder. It was followed by three more that pierced in several locations, pinning him to the wall and ground.

Seems like you needed some help.

He turned to look for Kaldis, who was now...hanging from a cane that hung around her waist. Sighing, Kael began to follow her. While doing this, he began to look for a intersecting point, a place he could use the wind to impede her movement. So far, though, Kaldis was not allowing him to read the woman's movements. Kael then stopped and followed with his eyes.

Orin joined the charge along with Hector, leading the group with their large forms acting as battering rams as in unison they lifted their legs and kicked the magically sealed door off of its hinges, sending the two large pieces of wood flying across the room and slamming into four of the enemy. Hector was like a machine as he plowed into the enemy, only spurring the rest of the group on, including Orin as he formed chains around his arms and charged into melee combat with a bunch of so called fighting wizards.

The battle was intense, even Orin which made himself what was basically a tank was getting stuck in with how many there were around him. During the fighting he backked up to gain some footing and ended up bumping into Akira. "Huh?" HE looked him over for a moment, ignoring the many guys pelting his armored back with magic, it seemingly not even effecting him in the least."Odd. You don't have a tattoo?" Was it hidden? Was he just another bad guy? No wait he saw him at the bar, now he remembered. Slamming a fist into his palm he spoke confidently "Ah, your that guy with super speed right?" Completely missed the mark...

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At that moment a low rumbling could be heard coming from under everyone's feet, and suddenly some of the people in the back of the hall went flying into the air! Some of the people panicked as a huge stage rose in front of the main doors that lead into the guild masters room. "M-Miss Marie! Please don't start the show, we can't handle them. We promise!" Suddenly part of the floor raised, showing off hidden speakers separate from the stages. Through the smoke the shadowy figure spun in place before flicking her hand out in a violent dance move. In a loud BOOM! The sound wave from the speaker sent the random mage and many of his freinds slamming into the wall on the other side of the room, nearly clipping Sam and Kaldis in the process.

"Fool~ I am the only that decides when the show starts. And I say it starts right here, right now!~"

Motioning out her arms the entire rooms walls, floor and ceiling moved as if a wave, showing off hundreds of hidden speakers. "You are playing within my showroom now darlings~ You have not a chance to get by me and bother mister Axcel."

Orin was just about to prove her wrong when suddenly a small plain paper doll slipped out of his coat and stood on his shoulder. The voice of Beatrix was clearly coming from it and rather loudly too. "Don't be foolish... If you all attack her you may be falling right into their trap. There are two hallways that lead from here and circle around to the Guild Masters room, if you continue to fight here and wear yourselves out the others will just turn up and deal with you then... Some of you may have to stay here to deal with her directly while the rest split up an-,"

Suddenly the paper was blown apart by a pin point sound wave, almost unheard "What a clever thing... It doesn't matter what you do however, as the others will deal with you anyway~"

Sam readied his new spear to receive the charge, he could at least skewer one of them before.. but then the other would chop him up. What to do what to do.
The brutes were halfway when they suddenly got hailed with daggers, they swiftly went down. Sam watched as Kael flew by and solved Sam's problem, only to move on to Kaldis's. "That was easy..." He mumbled.
He scanned the room looking for a new target, he spotted an enemy doing the same so he waved at the guy with a rude gesture. The guy responded in kind and grabbed two wands, with it he started to weave some kind of weird spell at Sam. But before he was ready to unleash he was hit by a stray ice blast from Hector.
Sam picked another two wizards who weren't paying attention to him, so he started to sneak up on them. But when he was halfway there they were blasted out of their socks by a massive volley of arrows from Orion.

Sam stood in the middle of the battlefield in a combination of disappointment and amusement. Bewildered he looked at the spear
"Did I just create a magical spear of Deus Ex Machina?"

Sam was so absorbed with his spear he didn't notice Marie appearing on the scene. In fact, he didn't notice anything until he was thrown of his feet by a massive sound blast.
"What in the name of a thousand-" Sam shouted with a ringing in his ear, he was interrupted when he saw the origin of the attack.
He looked at Marie with wide eyes. "Woah.."
It is a rare event for Sam Rothson to be at a loss of words, this moment was one of those events.

Latch followed the group with his hands be hind his head, stretching them, and taking big steps. He looked rediculus but he didn't care. It was good to always stretch before a battle and hey it was better than being cold.
Before he knew it they were running down a paper rockish tunnel. With Orin and The big guy with the massive sword. They kicked the doors down like it was nothing... Making him wish he was as big as those guys. He wasore tone than muscle but it worked for how he fought so he didn't think to much on it. As the dust settled he heard people in worried tones say it's Hector.... The frozen fang! He looked at the big guy surprised. Hector? The ice dragon slayer bounty hunter?!? He saw Hector smile and chuckle almost evilly and run in to the thickest part of the enemy guild.
All Lach could do was smile "AWW HELL YEAH!" He yelled as he pumped himself up knowing that this guild was going to get their asses handed to them. He jumped into the fray as well dodging mostly trying to get near his opponents, most of them were too slow so he didn't need his blood to knock their magic out, mostly cutting nerves tendons or knocking the people out is what he did. Being in the thick of it as well. Trying to be near Hector cause come on he wanted to see some dragon slayer style!
He noticed as well Orin was very strong obviously the strongest in the guild... Well perhaps now with Hector who was currently fighting a beast take over guy with his bare hands....annnnnnd four other guys..... While LAUGHING.
"Is this the best you got?!" He heard Hector roar as he decked the beast take over wizard with an uppercut crushing two of the guys beneith him. As he fell on his back. Hector simply turned and jumped into the crowd again. Now that's a man he wants to fight. Lach thought to himself.

Suddenly the room begun to shake and change and that noise from before sent four men flying . Apparently it's that rocker dance chick... The guild master allowed this to be made into his guild hall?! Must be very well off. "You are playing within my showroom now darlings~ You have not a chance to get by me and bother mister Axcel."

He happened to stop next to Orin... He knew he was going to try and fight her but suddenly a small plain paper doll slipped out of his coat and stood on his shoulder. The voice of Beatrix was clearly coming from it and rather loudly too. "Don't be foolish... If you all attack her you may be falling right into their trap. There are two hallways that lead from here and circle around to the Guild Masters room, if you continue to fight here and wear yourselves out the others will just turn up and deal with you then... Some of you may have to stay here to deal with her directly while the rest split up an-,"

The paper was blown apart by a pin point sound wave, almost unheard "What a clever thing... It doesn't matter what you do however, as the others will deal with you anyway~"

Lach placed his hand on Orin's shoulder and looked to him. "Beatrix is right, we can't waste time on the small dry out here. You and Hector are the strongest you two should go ahead and get to the guild master. " I'll take care of the chick." He looked at the girl and back at Orin and winked "I always had a thing for white haired beauties " he looked to Hector who just finished bashing two guys heads together and using them as weapons to knock others over noticed the girl..obviously but didn't look interested in going after her. He heard him yell out as he dropped the two men like a sack of potatoes and walked over. "The fight here is in our favor. I agree with him we should move ahead and take care of the stronger ones holding back. Don't want them to sweep in and take out the kids in our guild. " Hector smiled and said "let's see what you got kid!"

Lach narrowed his eyes. " I'm not a kid..." He swiped his sword to his right and jumped onto the stage with the girl... Marie if he heard correctly." He then gave his most charming smile and said" How's it going? I'm not much of a fighter and I'm sure your strong obviously but I can't bring myself to even think of fighting a beautiful woman like yourself... Perhaps we could skip out on this and grab a bite to eat?" He knew obviously she wasn't gunna go for it. But hey.... It was worth a shot.

Sayuri runs towards the sounds of fighting after leaving she came across a room that just made her pause. There were three mages that she assumed were from the enemy guild. The first was fighting a couple of axe wielding mages, another was hanging from a harpy on what looked like a cane, and last guy looked like he was just floating there his back to her. She smiles, 'Looks like I have a strong opponent here. Finally a challenge!!' gathering dark energy into her hand she aims at the flying mage. She pulls her arm back and punches in the mages direction sending a blast of energy striking him in the back, "Hey Flyboy! How about a strong opponent!" After finishing the taunt she send two more flying at him.

Seeing that Kaldis...was handling it...he began to relax a bit, knowing he was in no immediate danger, before he felt some kind of force striking him. Pain roared throughout his back as he felt his muscles start to seize. This was repeated twice more. His body started to seize, making his arms start to twist in random directions before he began to regain control. Kael was now under attack. The wind began to pick up around him, with small tornadoes beginning to form around him.

How about letting me know first?!

While saying this, he began to swing his right hand in a vertical fashion while his left hand went in a horizontal direction. The wind began to roar and began to come towards the woman who had attacked him. The air quickly began to form into blades that began to cut into the ground, making ditches as it got closer.

Kael, taking this moment, began to descend as being on the ground may grant a advantage. He also began to search around through the throngs of people where a good escape might be, so he could get to a open area.

Kaldis flailed about wildly as he was dragged along by the flying woman, who was actually stating to try and get the cane off of her waist; even if he couldn't pull her down all the way like this, Kaldis' weight was still throwing her balance off. Of course, Kaldis discovered in that moment his very easily brought on air-sickness, and his face started to turn pale as he was dragged along, at this point he might as well have just been dead weight as she flew along, trying to shake him off. The Flying woman eventually succeeded, as the shepard's cane shattered from the force of the sound waves now assaulting the room from the very loud woman's stage, and with the cane broken, Kaldis simply dropped to the floor, clutching his stomach while kneeling on the floor, trying desperately not to vomit as he sat there. Standing up while still clutching his stomach, he got a good look at the new speakers and stage in the room, the stage was blocking the stairs they needed to go up to get to the boss of the guild, looked like they'd need to get past her to-

Before he could even take a step towards the stage he heard the voice of Beatrix coming from Orin's direction, mentioning that there were two other hallways to where they needed to go. A bit of color returned as he tried to approach one of the hallways without attracting too much attention to himself, as stealthy as a kid with antlers could be.