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McmollyThe Empress eyed the man before her warily. Both Grant and Lorenzo remained still, but all of them had the same thought crossing their minds. The Emperor had a message for her; if so, why not send it by letter? Obviously it had to be important, otherwise they would not have sent a person bearing said message. Still, it couldn't possibly mean any good news. She had been in the same room with this man not even a minute and already she felt the urge to kick him out. Complications, complications, nothing would ever go as it should. "Speak, then. I'm all ears." She invited the man to bear his lord's wishes, granting him permission to speak.
Nadeline feigned ignorance of their conversation, but was relatively pleased. Emiri's face turned slightly red at Jaakuna's words. and she shifted slightly in her seat. This entire thing was too stuffy and too reminiscent of the days where she'd sit next to Grant at his many, many galas. Obviously, she wasn't in the mood to eat, neither was he. Emiri made sure no one was watching as she stood up, and she beckoned Jaakuna to follow as she excused herself. She walked out to the hall, making the first left onto the balcony nearby. The sky was clear, and the noise of the dining hall became a pleasant buzz. She leaned against the balcony, watching the view of the streets below.
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The three siblings heard a knock on the door, each one looking to it. Reia motioned for Lorenzo to go get it, who in turned looked at Grant. When he received Grant's piercing glare in response, Lorenzo groaned and dragged himself to the door. Despite not being the youngest, he always found that he was the one always being bossed around. Some things never changed he supposed. As he got to the door, he opened it to reveal one of the Empress' personal handmaidens. She gave Lorenzo a deep bow before straightening herself up.
"Your Excellence, it would seem a man by the name of Michelangelo Von Sicarius has requested an audience with you. He claims to be from Archadia. Shall I show him to your throne room?" She asked.
Lorenzo looked at Reia, who shot a look at him. "Yes...I will be right there." She murmured, waving the woman away.
As the lady bowed and took her leave, Lorenzo darted over back to his sister and brother. "Whoa, whoa, what? That guy's a high ranking officer, isn't he?" Lorenzo asked, looking from Grant to Reia. "The hell does he want?"
Reia stood up, ignoring Lorenzo, and began to walk out. The brothers immediately began to follow, and the three walked together through the halls. They stopped outside the throne room, where Reia looked back at the trailing Lorenzo and Grant. She cleared her throat, waving them away. "Now, now, children, your big sister has some business to attend to." She told them sternly, opening the door. "Archadia is up up something, I just know it. I will handle the situation." The two looked at one another before pushing past her. She had half a mind to yank both their hairs out. Most people would never dare to do what they had done; even touching the Empress was a crime in itself. Still, the two were very interested in what the Archadian had to say, and so as Reia took her seat, the two men stood by her side. They hardly ever listened to their only sister anyway.
"Your Grace, our guest awaits you outside. Shall I send him in?" Another servant asks.
"Behave." She growls at both Grant and Lorenzo. After regaining her composure, she beckons to the servant. :Send him in."
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Emiri hated the event almost as much as Jaakuna did: she just did a better job at hiding it. Between suddenly becoming Nadeline's personal servant ("You must help me with my clothes and hair! What? I dress myself? The events of the evening require something FORMAL, and I for one refuse to look like a rapscallion!" she had said) and her dress up doll ("Darling, I will make you the belle of the ball! ...I know it's not a ball, now hush and let me brush your hair. Oh how exciting, I never got to dress anyone before!" she had insisted) she really would have rather stayed in the room and slept. On any other day, perhaps she would not have minded it, but Nadeline made things difficult. Her own violet dress was something Nadeline had picked out, and it was relatively much more revealing then any other formal wear she usually wore. Her hair had been whipped up into a bun of sorts and decorated with flowers. She may have looked nice, but she felt every breeze fly by crawl up her exposed back and neck, and she was somewhat uncomfortable from that.
"Nonsense." Nadeline spoke before Emiri could answer Jaakuna. "You tidy up well. In fact, I believe you look rather dashing, Jaakuna."
She was right. And he did. Except for the fact that Nadeline was clearly outshining most of the women (and men) at the table. Her usual free curls had been pinned back, revealing her face in its entirety. Her own gorgeous gown was of the finest quality, its color doing wonders to contrast her golden hair and her blue eyes. Her legs were accentuated and for the first time in a while, Emiri had noticed how graceful Nadeline looked, making the entire thing look effortless. She vaguely recalled how long it took to pick out the stupid dress; Nadeline was so darn picky it was annoying.
Emiri coughed a bit, adjusting Jaakuna's collar. "You either get used to them or grow to despise them." She commented lightly, raising an eyebrow at Nadeline.
The blonde haired girl grinned, lightly grabbing Emiri by the shoulders. "Pish posh, Jaakuna, do tell Emiri how wonderful she looks." She said playfully.
"Your Excellence, it would seem a man by the name of Michelangelo Von Sicarius has requested an audience with you. He claims to be from Archadia. Shall I show him to your throne room?" She asked.
Lorenzo looked at Reia, who shot a look at him. "Yes...I will be right there." She murmured, waving the woman away.
As the lady bowed and took her leave, Lorenzo darted over back to his sister and brother. "Whoa, whoa, what? That guy's a high ranking officer, isn't he?" Lorenzo asked, looking from Grant to Reia. "The hell does he want?"
Reia stood up, ignoring Lorenzo, and began to walk out. The brothers immediately began to follow, and the three walked together through the halls. They stopped outside the throne room, where Reia looked back at the trailing Lorenzo and Grant. She cleared her throat, waving them away. "Now, now, children, your big sister has some business to attend to." She told them sternly, opening the door. "Archadia is up up something, I just know it. I will handle the situation." The two looked at one another before pushing past her. She had half a mind to yank both their hairs out. Most people would never dare to do what they had done; even touching the Empress was a crime in itself. Still, the two were very interested in what the Archadian had to say, and so as Reia took her seat, the two men stood by her side. They hardly ever listened to their only sister anyway.
"Your Grace, our guest awaits you outside. Shall I send him in?" Another servant asks.
"Behave." She growls at both Grant and Lorenzo. After regaining her composure, she beckons to the servant. :Send him in."
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Emiri hated the event almost as much as Jaakuna did: she just did a better job at hiding it. Between suddenly becoming Nadeline's personal servant ("You must help me with my clothes and hair! What? I dress myself? The events of the evening require something FORMAL, and I for one refuse to look like a rapscallion!" she had said) and her dress up doll ("Darling, I will make you the belle of the ball! ...I know it's not a ball, now hush and let me brush your hair. Oh how exciting, I never got to dress anyone before!" she had insisted) she really would have rather stayed in the room and slept. On any other day, perhaps she would not have minded it, but Nadeline made things difficult. Her own violet dress was something Nadeline had picked out, and it was relatively much more revealing then any other formal wear she usually wore. Her hair had been whipped up into a bun of sorts and decorated with flowers. She may have looked nice, but she felt every breeze fly by crawl up her exposed back and neck, and she was somewhat uncomfortable from that.
"Nonsense." Nadeline spoke before Emiri could answer Jaakuna. "You tidy up well. In fact, I believe you look rather dashing, Jaakuna."
She was right. And he did. Except for the fact that Nadeline was clearly outshining most of the women (and men) at the table. Her usual free curls had been pinned back, revealing her face in its entirety. Her own gorgeous gown was of the finest quality, its color doing wonders to contrast her golden hair and her blue eyes. Her legs were accentuated and for the first time in a while, Emiri had noticed how graceful Nadeline looked, making the entire thing look effortless. She vaguely recalled how long it took to pick out the stupid dress; Nadeline was so darn picky it was annoying.
Emiri coughed a bit, adjusting Jaakuna's collar. "You either get used to them or grow to despise them." She commented lightly, raising an eyebrow at Nadeline.
The blonde haired girl grinned, lightly grabbing Emiri by the shoulders. "Pish posh, Jaakuna, do tell Emiri how wonderful she looks." She said playfully.
"And she graces us with her divine presence, the gods do smile on us today!" A man with blonde hair shouts, flashing a grin that would make most women melt in their places.
Reia entered her office to find both of her younger brothers seated before her desk. She let out a small huff of indignance, though sat in her own seat. She leaned back, her eyes flickering from the two of them. She had a bone to pick with each one, really, but for different reasons. To her right sat her younger brother, Lorenzo. He shared Reia's blonde locks, but the man never did take the throne seriously. She chalked it up to having his wife and child, but in reality she knew he was just a lazy bum. To her left sat the youngest sibling, Grant. He was raven haired, like their late father, though he was a mystery even to her. The two brothers looked expectantly at their Empress.
"Lorenzo, Grant." Reia spoke, peering at both of them. "Look at that, the gang's all here. How is Karolina?"
"Oh dearest Sunshine, we came all the way here for you." Lorenzo beamed happily. "And she is doing well, thanks for asking."
"Watch it, Lorenzo, I'm not in the mood for any shenanigans today." Reia snaps at him, reaching over her desk and smacking him upside the head. The blonde lets out a howl of laughter, clearly not taking the situation seriously.
Luckily for her, her baby brother was more preoccupied with their summons as opposed to fooling around. "Reia, why are we here?" Grant asks.
"Your doll was seen stirring up trouble in Bhujerba." Reia huffed. "The Council is concerned that the Marquis may...send out some concern to us."
Grant glares at Reia, though it is Lorenzo that responds, "Why are they so concerned? I heard an Archadian General was the cause of whatever problems there were." He says it innocently, though he seemed well informed.
"It was merely a show of force. No doubt they've also caught wind of her." Reia sighs, rubbing her temples. She didn't bother noting Vlyn and Aloa's failure.
"Actually, it seemed the General's target was a Sky Pirate." Lorenzo piped up. "The Ifrit was spotted, too."
"Why do you know so much about this?" Grant asked Lorenzo curiously, voicing Reia's exact thought.
"Nadeline told me." He replied. His two siblings then stare at him for a moment. "What?"
"You really have no control over your child." Grant voices both of their thoughts. "Seriously. She's a princess, she shouldn't be out of your sight, let alone in another country. Is she even here, or has she already departed to who knows where?"
Lorenzo scowled, crossing his arms. "Neither of you even have children of your own, you're in no place to be judging. Besides, she's like her mother, a free spirit. Containing her to the palace is cruel." Grant and Reia exchanged a look, though dropped the subject. "But yes, it seems the girl was seen with said Sky Pirate, though they escaped."
Grant frowned, though he said nothing. Reia noticed and smirked a bit. She decided to tease him, saying, "[b]Your doll seems to be going on and about with a Sky Pirate. Quite a shock, I suppose she's up and forgotten all about you by now. I bet he's handsome./b]"
"I thought the engagement was off." Lorenzo said.
"Depends on Grant's mood."
"And he says I can't control my child!"
"She isn't his child, you dimwit, she's his fiancé. "
"At least Nadeline likes me."
"Have you two had enough? Or do you need another moment to continue mocking me?!" Grant shouted, glaring at them. "I thought this meeting would be about the attack on Rabanastre, anyway. If Archadia claims Dalmasca they will be right at our doorstep. Pray tell what a Sky Pirate has to do with any of this?"
Lorenzo piped up once more, "The Sky Pirate is supposedly the missing Prince Jackson of Archadia. Isn't that odd?"
Grant tapped his fingers on the desk, thinking. Emelia was with a prince. Why? His previous flare of anger slightly enflamed again. Just thinking about her in the presence of another man did that to him. He then looked at Reia. "Who says that she is with him of her own will?" He asks quietly.
Reia narrows her eyes at Grant, though she turns to Lorenzo. "How do you know all this?"
"Nadeline told me. Although she wasn't a hundred percent certain...though he did interact with the Marquis as well."
The Empress rolled her eyes. It was bad enough she had Archadia to worry about, now she had to deal with Grant's doll and a Sky Pirate. "Where IS Nadeline? I'd like to ask her some questions."
"Gone, of course."
She figured as much. He really can't control his child.
Reia entered her office to find both of her younger brothers seated before her desk. She let out a small huff of indignance, though sat in her own seat. She leaned back, her eyes flickering from the two of them. She had a bone to pick with each one, really, but for different reasons. To her right sat her younger brother, Lorenzo. He shared Reia's blonde locks, but the man never did take the throne seriously. She chalked it up to having his wife and child, but in reality she knew he was just a lazy bum. To her left sat the youngest sibling, Grant. He was raven haired, like their late father, though he was a mystery even to her. The two brothers looked expectantly at their Empress.
"Lorenzo, Grant." Reia spoke, peering at both of them. "Look at that, the gang's all here. How is Karolina?"
"Oh dearest Sunshine, we came all the way here for you." Lorenzo beamed happily. "And she is doing well, thanks for asking."
"Watch it, Lorenzo, I'm not in the mood for any shenanigans today." Reia snaps at him, reaching over her desk and smacking him upside the head. The blonde lets out a howl of laughter, clearly not taking the situation seriously.
Luckily for her, her baby brother was more preoccupied with their summons as opposed to fooling around. "Reia, why are we here?" Grant asks.
"Your doll was seen stirring up trouble in Bhujerba." Reia huffed. "The Council is concerned that the Marquis may...send out some concern to us."
Grant glares at Reia, though it is Lorenzo that responds, "Why are they so concerned? I heard an Archadian General was the cause of whatever problems there were." He says it innocently, though he seemed well informed.
"It was merely a show of force. No doubt they've also caught wind of her." Reia sighs, rubbing her temples. She didn't bother noting Vlyn and Aloa's failure.
"Actually, it seemed the General's target was a Sky Pirate." Lorenzo piped up. "The Ifrit was spotted, too."
"Why do you know so much about this?" Grant asked Lorenzo curiously, voicing Reia's exact thought.
"Nadeline told me." He replied. His two siblings then stare at him for a moment. "What?"
"You really have no control over your child." Grant voices both of their thoughts. "Seriously. She's a princess, she shouldn't be out of your sight, let alone in another country. Is she even here, or has she already departed to who knows where?"
Lorenzo scowled, crossing his arms. "Neither of you even have children of your own, you're in no place to be judging. Besides, she's like her mother, a free spirit. Containing her to the palace is cruel." Grant and Reia exchanged a look, though dropped the subject. "But yes, it seems the girl was seen with said Sky Pirate, though they escaped."
Grant frowned, though he said nothing. Reia noticed and smirked a bit. She decided to tease him, saying, "[b]Your doll seems to be going on and about with a Sky Pirate. Quite a shock, I suppose she's up and forgotten all about you by now. I bet he's handsome./b]"
"I thought the engagement was off." Lorenzo said.
"Depends on Grant's mood."
"And he says I can't control my child!"
"She isn't his child, you dimwit, she's his fiancé. "
"At least Nadeline likes me."
"Have you two had enough? Or do you need another moment to continue mocking me?!" Grant shouted, glaring at them. "I thought this meeting would be about the attack on Rabanastre, anyway. If Archadia claims Dalmasca they will be right at our doorstep. Pray tell what a Sky Pirate has to do with any of this?"
Lorenzo piped up once more, "The Sky Pirate is supposedly the missing Prince Jackson of Archadia. Isn't that odd?"
Grant tapped his fingers on the desk, thinking. Emelia was with a prince. Why? His previous flare of anger slightly enflamed again. Just thinking about her in the presence of another man did that to him. He then looked at Reia. "Who says that she is with him of her own will?" He asks quietly.
Reia narrows her eyes at Grant, though she turns to Lorenzo. "How do you know all this?"
"Nadeline told me. Although she wasn't a hundred percent certain...though he did interact with the Marquis as well."
The Empress rolled her eyes. It was bad enough she had Archadia to worry about, now she had to deal with Grant's doll and a Sky Pirate. "Where IS Nadeline? I'd like to ask her some questions."
"Gone, of course."
She figured as much. He really can't control his child.
It looked like Jaakuna was full of surprises, really. Emiri was once more shocked at when he basically confessed. She was actually speechless; how do you even respond to something like that? Wait, no, that's not right, it should be obvious. But it wasn't. Everything was just happening so fast! But he said it, and he meant it, and she felt really, really glad. All her feelings seemed to melt away, however, when the Dusk Shard was produced. It had been here all along, had it? The thought of being around two of those things made Emiri feel sick. She also felt partly guilty, so to speak. Maybe Jaakuna wouldn't have gotten hurt if they had known. Then again, it might have been for the better, as now the two shards were in their possession. She was surprised when Wesley expressed his desire to join the group.
Nadeline looked at the Dusk Shard briefly before looking at Wesley. "With all due respect, Highness, you don't think it best for you to stay and regroup your forces here in Rabanastre? I am sure the people will need you...after..." Her voice trailed off, but she was clearly referring to the King's demise. "...Then again, maybe not. They may come again, and if you are not here, they will have no reason to occupy Rabanastre. Perhaps it really is for the best."
Nadeline looked at the Dusk Shard briefly before looking at Wesley. "With all due respect, Highness, you don't think it best for you to stay and regroup your forces here in Rabanastre? I am sure the people will need you...after..." Her voice trailed off, but she was clearly referring to the King's demise. "...Then again, maybe not. They may come again, and if you are not here, they will have no reason to occupy Rabanastre. Perhaps it really is for the best."
Oh thank the gods. Emiri sighed in relief as Jaakuna got up, standing as well. Still he managed to surprise her with both a hug (it had come out of nowhere and she wasn't expecting him to be able to do it) and a kiss (same reasoning as a hug except she didn't think he would do it in public). She felt a spark (literally) as he touched her, but she was so glad he was alright that she didn't really care. Still, was it really back? She tested it out, and saw no result. No, it was still gone...how did she manage to activate it again? Were her prayers really answered? But as she looked up into those green eyes of his, so full of joy and life, she didn't really care right now. She didn't care about anything else. Jaakuna was okay. That's all that mattered.
Nadeline looked to the throne, then knelt down and looked at the prince, eye-to-eye. "You need to calm yourself first before we can do anything, including divulging any information. I implore you, steady your emotions and your mind." She told him sternly, making sure she never broke the eye contact. It really tore her up to see him like this--the entire situation was terrible--but first and foremost the mind had to be clear to understand anything. The last thing she wanted was more brash decisions and she made a mental note to scold Emiri later on. Only with a level mind could one properly act. Once she deemed him calm enough, she continued, "When we had arrived, Judge Ixion's sword had already taken your father's life."
Nadeline looked to the throne, then knelt down and looked at the prince, eye-to-eye. "You need to calm yourself first before we can do anything, including divulging any information. I implore you, steady your emotions and your mind." She told him sternly, making sure she never broke the eye contact. It really tore her up to see him like this--the entire situation was terrible--but first and foremost the mind had to be clear to understand anything. The last thing she wanted was more brash decisions and she made a mental note to scold Emiri later on. Only with a level mind could one properly act. Once she deemed him calm enough, she continued, "When we had arrived, Judge Ixion's sword had already taken your father's life."
As Jaakuna leapt forward, Nadeline knew what he was doing. He was a fool after all, but she supposed that's what people did for those they cared about. When she got her chance she grabbed Emiri, pulling her behind her and backing away. As Jaakuna was literally electrocuted, Nadeline had to hold Emiri back as she screamed, "JAAKUNA!" and the pair watched as he fell to the ground, sparks of electricity around his body. Nadeline pushed Emiri back behind her, grasping her sword as she thought for sure that Ixion would come after them next. Somehow, the gods felt merciful, as apparently, he was called back. As soon as he left, Wesley came through the door. Nadeline felt a pang of guilt as he went to his father, clearly distraught.
"Jaakuna!" Emiri cried as she dropped down to him, but as she reached out to touch him, she was zapped by static shock. Why, oh why did he do that? Why did he always have to go and play the hero? She gently brushed some of his hair off his face, lamenting her uselessness. Nadeline joined the pair as she knelt down on the other side of Jaakuna, immediately extending her hands over his wound. Her magicks weaved in and out, skin being put back together and Nadeline pushed her magic to go faster. For some reason, her Curaja couldn't keep up with the injury; it was as if Ixion had literally blown a hole into him. Emiri caught wind of this, taking his hand in both of hers.
Please, please let me save him. I swear it can disappear after this, but please, I need to save him! She prayed hard, clutching his hand tightly. As soon as the wound had been healed, Emiri felt something stir deep inside her. She let out a small gasp, clutching her heart. What in the world was that? Nadeline stopped, watching as the wound reclosed itself. She was in shock, so to speak, and looked up at Emiri. Once the wound was fully healed, she gingerly touched the area. It was as if he was never injured--but how? Her magic was good, but not THAT good. She looked up at Emiri, wondering if she was the one behind it. Still, the wound may have been gone, but he was still badly hurt.
Conjuring up another Curaja, she let it spread over Jaakuna's body and then stood up. She walked over to the distraught prince, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. Taking in a deep breath, she closed her eyes for just a moment. Right now, he surely needed someone to be strong for him. "Forgive us, we arrived too late." She apologized softly, looking first at the king, then to Jaakuna, and lastly to Wesley. Their lives were spared, but at what cost?
"Jaakuna!" Emiri cried as she dropped down to him, but as she reached out to touch him, she was zapped by static shock. Why, oh why did he do that? Why did he always have to go and play the hero? She gently brushed some of his hair off his face, lamenting her uselessness. Nadeline joined the pair as she knelt down on the other side of Jaakuna, immediately extending her hands over his wound. Her magicks weaved in and out, skin being put back together and Nadeline pushed her magic to go faster. For some reason, her Curaja couldn't keep up with the injury; it was as if Ixion had literally blown a hole into him. Emiri caught wind of this, taking his hand in both of hers.
Please, please let me save him. I swear it can disappear after this, but please, I need to save him! She prayed hard, clutching his hand tightly. As soon as the wound had been healed, Emiri felt something stir deep inside her. She let out a small gasp, clutching her heart. What in the world was that? Nadeline stopped, watching as the wound reclosed itself. She was in shock, so to speak, and looked up at Emiri. Once the wound was fully healed, she gingerly touched the area. It was as if he was never injured--but how? Her magic was good, but not THAT good. She looked up at Emiri, wondering if she was the one behind it. Still, the wound may have been gone, but he was still badly hurt.
Conjuring up another Curaja, she let it spread over Jaakuna's body and then stood up. She walked over to the distraught prince, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. Taking in a deep breath, she closed her eyes for just a moment. Right now, he surely needed someone to be strong for him. "Forgive us, we arrived too late." She apologized softly, looking first at the king, then to Jaakuna, and lastly to Wesley. Their lives were spared, but at what cost?
The Dawn Shard, the Dusk Shard, and the Midlight Shard--the only recorded artifacts of true deifacted nethicite. If Archadia was after them, it wasn't any good news at all. How much did they know about them? Were they aware of the other pieces as well? Nadeline looked back at Jaakuna. She hoped he got the message she sent: Do not hand over the Dawn Shard no matter what. Despite the situation, if they got their hands on two pieces of nethicite, the grander scheme of things would turn dire. Still, she wasn't sure what to do. Obviously the Dusk Shard was here, but she was at a loss as to exactly WHERE it was in the castle. Her mind scrambled to find a way out of this but she was afraid that she simply didn't know a way out of this. She looked to Ixion, speaking slowly, "The Dusk Shard is proof of the Dalmascan lineage. Only the members of royalty would know where it is, though I would wager it would be somewhere here in the palace." She looked briefly at the fallen king.
Emiri's swing was much too forecful and wild. Had she made contact, it surely would have done some damage, the ground breaking beneath her blade certainly showed as much. Alas, that was not the case, and as he avoided the attack, she felt a hit to her back. The force of it was brutal, to say the least, and she felt her sword slip from her hands. Before she could even react, however, Ixion had grabbed her by her neck and brought her to him. Nadeline had jumped back when Emiri missed, intending to do a counterattack, but froze in place as he grabbed the brunette. Emiri let out a cry of mixed pain and shock as he pulled her to him, and the cold touch of his blade near her neck made her realize what he had been trying to accomplish.
As Jaakuna advanced and Ixion further pressed his blade onto her skin, she struggled against his grip. Nadeline's eyes widened, and she looked at Jaakuna, extending her arm. "Stop!" The blonde haired girl yelled out, trying to warn him lest he do anything foolish in his haste to protect Emiri. Ixion was much too dangerous and bloodthirsty, no doubt he wouldn't hesitate to kill the brunette if he so desired. The fact that he would even think to take one of them hostage just proved how loathsome the man was.
As Jaakuna advanced and Ixion further pressed his blade onto her skin, she struggled against his grip. Nadeline's eyes widened, and she looked at Jaakuna, extending her arm. "Stop!" The blonde haired girl yelled out, trying to warn him lest he do anything foolish in his haste to protect Emiri. Ixion was much too dangerous and bloodthirsty, no doubt he wouldn't hesitate to kill the brunette if he so desired. The fact that he would even think to take one of them hostage just proved how loathsome the man was.
Their attacks were countered: Emiri and Nadeline needed to move in a manner of a few seconds. The two girls at this point were completely in sync, as another glyph appeared underneath Nadeline in that instant. Catching on her cue, Emiri sidestepped, effectively hiding behind the blonde haired girl as several rays of light enveloped them both and circled around them. The lightning struck, and the rays extended and handled the lightning, letting it spazz out as it disappeared with a few flickers of light. The attack was effectively neutralized, Emiri noted that Nadeline's White Magick was quite powerful for her Shell to match Ixion's lightning. As soon as the attack had passed, however, Emiri leapt over Nadeline, and brought her sword down on Ixion from overhead.
The way she was brushed aside so easily made her remember the first time she held a sword. Had nothing changed since then? The thought crossed her mind for a brief moment, and as she was nearly knocked off her feet she saw the lightning erupt from his hands. Well, this was what she got for rushing in so recklessly. But then what? Was it better to run and hide? Even if the odds are against them, they had to try, right? Her answer came as Jaakuna appeared before her, blocking the attack. She was surprised; when did he come? She thanked her lucky stars, though as they clashed, she noticed it was slightly harder to move. Apparently his blade conducted lightning, and she could feel the sparks slightly paralyzing her fingers as she forced them to open and close.
Nadeline shook her head, holding out her hand as a glyph appeared beneath her. The same glyph appeared beneath Jaakuna and Emiri, a rain of purple light falling over them: Regen. She then brandished her rapier, giving Emiri a look. The brunette nodded, and the two girls went in. Their movements matched one another as they both darted to Ixion. Nadeline's rapier went first as a jab, Emiri's sword following. Then, at the same time, the two attacked, but as soon as that attack made contact, the two withdrew and attacked once more.
Nadeline shook her head, holding out her hand as a glyph appeared beneath her. The same glyph appeared beneath Jaakuna and Emiri, a rain of purple light falling over them: Regen. She then brandished her rapier, giving Emiri a look. The brunette nodded, and the two girls went in. Their movements matched one another as they both darted to Ixion. Nadeline's rapier went first as a jab, Emiri's sword following. Then, at the same time, the two attacked, but as soon as that attack made contact, the two withdrew and attacked once more.
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