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"COWARD! FACE ME NOW!" Patrick rushed at Perun, his claymore appearing in his hands and turning into a relpica of Leon's Katana, "This is the Kamizoroe! Remember it!"

Patrick kept silent and slipped into his battle trance. He spun around and struck at Perun's other side. He widened his stance and grinned, using a gravity well to make the force of his swing harder.

Patrick backflipped, and when he landed, his armour was on once again. He crossed his arms, blocking the air then spun around and sent a counter at him, "Shadow Flare!" He pointed the Katana at Perun, and the skies darkened ss torrents of black flames fell from the skies and decimated the temple quarter of Arrius. But decimation wasn't enough for him, "SHDOW FLARE! SHADOW FLARE! SHADOW FLARE!" He continued to bombard Perun wiht the black flames. He sinishes the bombardment up with a powerful gravity blast that would compress Perun and his energies, "THIS IS THE END FOR YOU!

((WHEEEeeee I'm in a comic!! blaugh Ahem... sweatdrop well anyway... Ryhalts turned uberpowerful dueling into a spectator sport.))



Ryhalt smiled slightly, the more he heard the more he came to agree with Velorius that this guy was a pawn breed on pointless rhetoric. Words like 'truth' and 'evil' were a dozen shades of grey open to hundreds of interpretations but this guy used them like they actually meant something. As Patrick and the Perun spirit clashed Ryhalt stayed to watch the fight, the Shadows however disappeared into the darkness, Ryhalt especially wanted Leon now just because Patrick tried to bargain for him. As the fight wore on Ryhalt was not overly impressed by Patricks mastery of gravity, true it surpassed anything Ryhalt could do in that field, but he knew enough of the others magic's to know they could deal with it. Then the man went balistic and started bombarding the entire area with shadow fire bringing ruin and destruction to the entire area. As Ryhalt struggled to maintain his own defences against teh black inferno he looked round at teh devastation and wondered how many priests and clerics, innocent priests and cleric, had been caught by the attack and were dying agonising deaths right now.
Damn hypocrite, condemns others as killers but brings death and destruction without hesitation or concern for the casualties. At least we accept the truth of what we do!
Suddenly a blinding light and defening roar filled the area and Ryhalt returned his attention towards the two combatants.

"Hello, Mr. Mueller." A dark, cloaked figure stands beside the young Ryhalt. His hood is drawn over his head, concealing the face in shadow; the remaining cloak is plain, and reaches down just above black boots. He stares out at the giant of a being and the other figure fight, then turns his attention back to Ryhalt.

(Hallo everyone <.<")

(XD No. And it doesn't offend me at all n_n")

The dark figure laughs humbly, expecting such a reaction. "My name is of no concern, yet I wish to ask of something that you had just said. What did you mean by 'on this world'?" Although his face is still unseen, he turns his head toward Ryhalt, "And I must apologize for not speaking my name."

Ixahrejem growled. Leon had died right infront of him, but he was too weak to stop it, "********/> When the fames came from the skies, he absorbed them easily enough. But now, that b*****d Patrick was fighting a god. This was too mch for him. Yes, Ixahrejem hated Leon, but he was now acceprted and his crimes had been forgiven. So, when he saw the man who founded his country...Who was the head of his country fall at the feet of a madman, he decided to take action. He waited until Perun disabled Patrick...
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Half-blind and deaf, Patrick twisted his wristguard once more, his armour disappearing. "Finish me then." Ixahrejem grinned when he heard this, "GLADLY! IGNUSSSSS WILL BURRRNNNN THE NEKALA!!" Instantly, he was consumed by flames that were over 10,000 degrees centigrade. Ixahrejem rushed at Patrick and landed infront of him. He was sure to strike out quickly, punshing a smoking hole in Patrick's chest.
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Patrick stumbled back then grinned, "Ygnus Yxahrejem Météorokkus. Einst un pleasure! He kneed the burning man in the chin, then continued with his momentum, backflipping and again hitting Ixahrejem's other foot before landing a foot away and rushing at him. Patrick rammed his shoulder into them an, sending him flying towards Perun...