Lucas Ryder
Where: Somewhere in the dessert
With: Nolan, Fleo and Amaya
Nolan launched at the exact time, Lucas didn't doubt Nolan's abilities one bit, in fact, he almost admired him in a rival sort of way. There was one part of the plan Lucas didn't tell Nolan however. Nolan's ash rocket will affect Lucas too. In fact, it did. As Nolan rocketed off, the afterburn of Nolan could be felt. Lucas came tumbling through the air, burnt and worn out, too much magic was used. He looked up in time to see Nolan deal the final blow, It worked... I'm a genius. Lucas continued to tumble down, using whatever little magic he has to shoot explosions out of his hands, slowing his fall. The world came crashing around him as the pillars and the castle of sand lost his magical life. Lucas landed softly and was too worn out to move. The sun scorched Lucas. He looked at his state, His shirt was now completely gone, revealing his abs and strong muscles, something Lucas never boasted about. His hair however, seemed unfazed by any magic fire, like always, his hair was the same shade of blue. After 10 minutes of laying, he got up and dusted himself and slowly walked back to regroup.
Draco
A black crow flew through the air, piercing the light the moon shun apon the earth, the shadow, transforming into the body of Draco. It was an old castle like structure that he had made his landing. That place is meant to have round the clock security with no blind spots, yet no one was seen or heard. No guards? Azazel must have found a blind spot and took them all out. Bodies hidden and reinforcements. I often forget how good he is. From the shadows came something small, something sharp. It landed at full speed into Draco's heart. "WHAT THE?!" Draco was completely off guard. That's when he heard it. Deaths voice. "Draco. I know you're a clone. You don't feel my dagger." Draco turned around, How and when did he get there...? Draco's face turned from fear to that of a joker as he pulled the dagger from his heart and started tossing it in the air, "Come on buddy, lighten up. Just making it seem more real for you're enjoyment, you're always so dull and -" "What do you want?" Azazel cut Draco off. Draco's face once again turned, he hated being cut off, "Father says it's time. Return home with the artifa-" A black shrouded cloud suddenly engulfed Azazel, once cleared he was no where to be seen. DID HE JUST LEAVE WHILE I WAS STILL TELLING HIM HIS ORDERS! I'LL KILL YOU AZAZEL!...! Draco exploded once again into feathers, forming into the same black crow, flying off into the night.