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A Hero Tale {Complete}

He didn't pause. When Dacer fired up, Alvios dashed forward, advancing below the fragmented arrow coming towards him. He was under the impression that whatever followed the gathering storm was going to take a lot more than quick reactions to avoid, so this fight needed to be ended quickly and decisively. He created a far more focused blade in his right hand, hopefully strong enough to try and parry anything that could not be dodged. With his other, a flick of the wrist, and three more light swords went flying from his left towards Dacer.

"Well, I've touched a nerve, for better or worse. Doesn't change much; he's long ranged, and we're not.
We get inside his comfort zone and mess him up, and deal with the attacks as they come. Unless you have a better plan, Oz?"

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Alvios was ready for this arrow after enduring the first, leaping off to the side to dodge. As he landed, he formed three Ki blades in the air around him, and launched them at the archer, more as a test of his opponent's ability to react than a dedicated attack.

He curled his mouth, like he had smelled something foul. "'Drab little twerps'? 'Ants, meet boot'? I don't know if you're trying to sound imposing, but you should upgrade from the 'obnoxious teenager' appearance first."

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Alvios spun and struck it down with his sword, although the recoil of doing so ended up throwing him back much more than he'd expected, throwing him backwards past Oz, slamming up against the wall behind him, and he groaned, more in irritation than any kind of actual pain. "I just got out of bed. I was feeling better this morning. Was going to get ready, do some stretching, catch up with everyone regarding this final battle. Instead I get woken up by the eerie gaze of who set off my journey in the first place, get taunted by the woman who put me in bed in the first place..."

Alvios stepped forward, brushing debris out of his hair and looking out of the wide hole, at the source of the shot. He didn't recognize him, but he wasn't wearing a mask as far as he could tell from this distance. "And then there's this asshole!"

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Alvios narrowed his eyes, and his blade began to swirl with white Ki, is stance shifting to one more suited for fighting. The distant look faded as he focused intently on Ada. "He probably doesn't tell the lot of you much. Yzeira tried to kill me once and failed, because he didn't think of me as anything more than another person. You've made the same mistake; haven't either of you heard of following through?"

He gave the Ki as much focus as possible, the energy coating his blade sharper than the sword itself, and rushed forward, intent on splitting the wall open with a focused slash.

A Hero Tale {Complete}

"... Like it was yesterday." Alvios was off of his bed now, but he wasn't in a fighting stance. One hand simply rested on the hilt of his sword, and he was looking at Shaidra with a distant, almost saddened look. Everything was rushing back; the girl's strange black power, corrupting those she touched. Their short fight. The masked man--as they knew him, Yzeira--appearing and killing nearly everyone, and his odd retreat made only stranger by Alvios' survival.

And yet, Alvios looked at this unsettling girl as he did when they first met, a lost and confused child. Maybe his recent illness had stunted his anger, or he had just left anger behind in the face of the source. He looked up an Oz, then back to Shaidra. "She can phase through most attacks, although the last time I fought her it wasn't perfect, as my Ki managed to wound her when it was focused enough. Don't expect any complex strategies coming from her either, she has a very childlike, almost innocent mind."

He drew his sword, still staring distantly at Shaidra. "Don't let that hold you back."

A Hero Tale {Complete}

"Sword-fight time then?" Alvios didn't bother drawing his physical blade, instead forming his own blade of Ki to block Bruce's, negating the advantage of the flank. He clashed against Bruce's upward swing with a downward one, while the sword at his hip shattered of its own accord. The fragments covered themselves in Ki, floating up and flying at Bruce from multiple angles.

We both make Ki weapons it seems. Mikey said he had vast reserves, same type as Jenso, and unfocused. My highly-focused Ki and restoration held up well against Jenso's massive power, and now that I know what kind of strength I'm up against, as well as being familiar with weapon-based combat, I should have experience on my side...

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Alvios had been almost irritatingly quiet since the video had ended, not even rising from his seat. Initially, he had intended to hold his opinion and thoughts until once it had ended, already considering how to diffuse the undeniable tension that would rise after seeing Ada's... chambers.

And then he saw Melina.

The arguments that began had become mostly background noise. He was lost in his own head now. My fault. My fault. Everything that happened. My fault. Home. Cilia. The Swarm. Ada.

My fault.

It wasn't until Bruce had started reasoning with Luke that Alvios pulled himself away from his self-torment. He was prepared to do exactly what Jenso and Luke wanted to do; forgo this preparation and stop them immediately. Alvios stood up suddenly, drawing his blade.

"Bruce is right. They do know what we are. We're a list of pawns, all connected to Jenso. And they play with us as such, forcing us into rage and despair, just to influence Jenso into a position where they either get to keep him or kill him. But they don't know who we are, or what we will become by the time we fight them."

Alvios looked to Luke first, then to Jenso. His face was pale from containing how he felt, but his face was set in determination. "Neither of you get to make the decision on when we go and attack them. We all have personal stakes in this, and we'll only win prepared and together. If anyone leaves to try and fight them alone, then they aren't being a hero. They're being a traitor."

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"Mikey has already told you what I know about Shadra's abilities. However, she also seems incredibly naive. She seemed more confused and intrigued by being around people rather than aggressive, and attacked without any preamble when I encountered her. Even if she doesn't know what you're doing, you won't know how she will react. More importantly, though...Yzeira came to Shadra's defense when I attacked, and he treated her much like a pet or child. She might be a favorite of his or something, so if Shadra is taken down early, it could hinder his stability...which could either be advantageous or more dangerous." Alvios reached to his side, the memory of his village rushing to his mind. "I've also survived one of Yzeira's attacks. Once. He might have been surprised. He left because of Shadra before deciding to finish the job though, so I'm not sure, and I also don't remember how I did it. If there's a way to manipulate our Ki to dampen his attacks potency though...it's something to think about."

Alvios paused, and looked at Mikey again, a chord striking him in the speech suddenly. "Also...what do you mean he killed Jenso? He's right here...right?

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Alvios' jaw widened as he saw both Jenso and Jeff both drop rather weighty bags of gold onto the counter. Melina would be able to refurbish the entire inn with the coin from those two.

If they lived long enough to see it. Alvios began chuckling to himself, before laughing outright. "I'm sitting here and complaining about broken tables and bad manners when the end of existence is just floating up in the sky above us. Doesn't matter much what we break or burn in the short time we have left--" Alvios stopped immediately, and looked Jenso dead in the eye.

"I am being figurative. Don't start burning or breaking anything."

Alvios cleared his throat, and looked over at Mikey. "Speaking of plans and people, you've been awfully quiet. More quiet than the living statue, and that has to be worth something."

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Alvios took one very long, hard, judgmental look at Jenso, taking in a deep breath to quell his frustration. "I would appreciate it, Jenso, if you and your friends decided to not show off in Melina's inn. Between giving free food and lodgings to five--" Alvios paused, looking over at Geode. Four people, and now having to pay for anything that breaks, you'll run the poor girl out of business before the world ends."