Arisetael Battle Pt. 2. Utter Failure

From the cavern did the Yokai depart. Having flown through the destroyed cavernous ceiling. Causing a slight cave in with his rather hasty departure. Thought, it wasn't as much hasty. As it was..planned to an extent. Blackened wings extended, and ultimately flapping noisily. The yokai carried itself through the air. Intent on finding a place of faint respite.

Though it was doubtful that such existed for a Yokai. Well unless they went towards Loranthis that was. The Umbral continue upon his flight path. Each flap of his darkly malicious wings carrying him further eastwards from the cavern.

Optic's swept across the sea. Nothing but the swell of water to garner his attention. Though a island caught his notice. How peculiar? The Kaor flewcloser. Noting it wasn't as much a small island.

But..instead a small miniature landmass of the coast, Interest gleaming within his gaze. The Kaor flew over the trees. Silently casting a glance upon a quaint village of sorts. So close to the cavern wherein his kin roamed aimlessly?
Foolishness..or bravery...

The Kaor flew towards the Village. Darkness visible, an inky stain. loosely radiating nothing but an occultic ambiance. Teeth gleamed, whitened incisor's flashing, as his eyes swept over the entirety of the area, hate..it could feel it. Sheer..HATRED..for the village Ah..it begged to be released. His anger..it craved to be appeased. So it would be..

With a small tac noise. The Kaor's feet pressed upon the ground. Occultism loosed forth, immediately ravaging upon the landscape.

Occultism, heinous and foul. It swirled outwards. A hungering pyre, filling with destructive intent. The Kaor sucked in a gulp of air. A scream building up within his chest. Before a wave of utter occultism was unleashed, as a foul noise spilled from his maw. Echoing and horrendous. THe darkness swept forth. A churning mist that sought to assault anything it could in sight. If a nearby house was brought low. Walls rotting and crumbling. Well it wasn't relevent. Just a shitty human dwelling..

The ground around his feet crumbled. Breaking, ripping and tearing. Earthly soil crumbled. Sinking intwards. Cracking and fissuring. A crater emerging under the yokai's bulk. His form sinking downwards into the center. Though with a flap of wing beats being heard. The Kaor rose into the air. Intent on surveying all within view. Eyes spotting the form of Vivica. Just having emerged from nearby. Had she come from the caverns just then?

Come to witness the devastation he unleashed. Well, it would certainly be a surprise. He having departed, only to end up at what was her home village. Immediately striking out at it..with a maddened fevor of hate..

What a nice present?
(Arisetael)
Hours passed along after Raizen's bloody, beaten, and bruised form fell unconscious and had been carried on to the infirmary. Vivica opted to visit the boy in his state, afraid of what could potentially happen. Time had to be given, the incident reported.

Ciel had taken his leave; Vivica was pleased. The man's comment in his admiration for her bravery back in the caverns where the kaor dwelled, abusing and influencing younger magi like herself.

Arisetael. That was his name presented albeit she was aware having beaten the very yokai back in Loranthis. He was a challenge against her; an entity she held some fear over, but naught more than slight.

As for now the little child kept about her steps in the city. She had plenty of opportunity to depart and head her way home, but those within held her back. Not by force, but their kindness was appreciated almost as much as Thom taking her in.

Pleasant had her time been there. Unkempt hair was fixed into a loose braid of her shoulder and minor injuries received had been fully healed yet water protruding from her body remained present; even winds gently breezed as Vivica walked around.

Silver eyes caught a glimpse of the mass being overhead. Calm. Collective. No anger and a wise decision. Ciel wanted her to remain like this when it came to any type of decision to be made by her; but seeing that very yokai who tortured, influenced, and nearly killed her closest friend.. it brought ire in her being.

She watched it land upon the ground. Hatred greatly filled in the atmosphere that she herself wanted to keep calm. Aeromancy influenced by a surge of her mana in the air to manipulate them and increase their speed in four separate twisters.

Anger sure was draining. Thus.. Vivica stood before the yokai who presented himself noisily with an ear piercing scream. A dark mass misted in the air - a cloud formed around the child's body, sparking with lightning magic. A calm atmosphere needed to be brought. This was her challenge.

Her eyes peered towards the destroyed home, before turning with a sadistic smile towards the Umbral within the crater who flew up and met eyes with her. A scythe on her back was drawn forth.

"Arisetael." Her voice, just like Ciel's, remained calm. "You hurt my friend. You hurt Cinderfall. I do not like this city much, but you hurt me. By hurting Raizen. Now.. I will hurt you." Her voice, still calm, grew in volume.

"All back away!" She shouted just them. "This is my fight!" She demanded for them to back away. Silver eyes glared with daggers back to the yokai. She was struck with hate towards the beast..

"Now you face me, Arisetael. You will be killed."
(Vivica Takashi)
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A daring step forward. Challenging a yokai; an ally to her home. To Cucco. Would this be considered betraying her faction? The child's desire to protect her friends and what was hers kept the battle initiated, otherwise anyone else would have been welcomed to intervene it.

Not a chance this time. She had regained her strength from earlier by remaining calm and relaxing. Agility at full, allowing her prowess to show off to an extent.

From the cloud around her form like a mist lit with lightning, static would cause hairs for those around to rise. With her running forth to the yokai, the battle began.

Cut wounds by her wielded scythe were given and water cut through bits and parts of the yokai's flesh. Fire scorched the very ground around the city as citizens backed away from the child's flames. She was putting her all into cutting down this yokai but-

Could she do it in the end? To kill someone - Or.. something?

It had harmed her friend. With that in mind, she was successful with bringing down Arisetael for a first battle, but she hadn't given the battle her fullest. She wanted to keep it going until she had enough. She wanted to be rough and destroy this very beast who hurt her.

Flames were hovered over a single hand, her scythe in the other. Lightning danced and popped over her body and a crease of her lips upon her visage was given to her victory. She stood ready to strike again.
(Vivica Takashi)
The Yokai gave as good as he got. Though he was ultimately pushed back.. Though it had it seemed taken longer for the child to beat him. Was this a result of his ascension..? Durability being useful for once...? The Yokai hissed, ignoring the pain he felt from the Scythe's sharp lacerations upon his flesh. Nor how he bled.

"You..know that your words mean nothing. You've failed. You protected nobody. Your words are lies. You think to kill me. You a child? That will not happen. You will never escape the darkness, that I bring forth. It flocks to you. Always."

The Kaor taunted. A grin of teeth given. A hungry glint within his gaze. "Well..then let's continue." The Kaor chuckled, before occultism flared. It rose, a hate fueled pyre of manas. Darkly risen off the yokai's form. Akin to thickened mist. The pyre of utter sdark oozed with sheer malevolence.

The Kaor's mass seemed to shift. Ground tearing as darkness ravaged upon it. Vegetation smothered and decaying. With a double raising of his hand. Black suffused outwards. Horrid darkness lashing out. Intent on tearing upon Vivica's form. To cut, to rip skin. To make her bleed.

Without mercy.
(Arisetael)
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As it became clear to him that two magi -- one in specific being a deadly Yokai were fighting within the city of Cinderfall, the boy knew how dangerous this was -- as a certain Rosengard often mentioned to him that fighting wasn't something allowed in the city.

Wind magic slams into the ground-- throwing him high into the air as he grabs onto the roofing tiles of the house he's very close to, and purple eyes watch from this new, hopefully safe height as he can only say one thing, something he says very often..

"Oh boy."
(Zephyr)
The Umbral watched. Darkness descended, tearing upon Vivica without restraint. His power strengthening as the Kaor chuckled. Telepathy taunted inwards upon her mind. A slowly crawling cadence.

Thought transmitted with mockery. "Now do you realize how worthless you are? How much you deserve the shadow?" The Yokai's telepathy fell silent.

Only to be waylaid by fire. Faint pain afflicting his senses. Skin blistering and blackening under the magic assault. With a grunt, the Yokai snarled. Using occultism to manifest weaker yokai. Throyugh terrible force, were they spawned into being.

Hissing and shrieking. Lesser yokai that craved to rip flesh. To feast upon Vivica's mana without much thought. Mindless in pursuit they charged ahead. One of the yokai scoring a hit, knocking the girl to the ground.

The Umbral Kaor stood still. Before his hand rose.A beam of occultism starting to form within his lone palm. Corruptive energy being gathered. Telepathy spoke once more. "C'mon now, keep your eye on the prize." The Kaor mocked. Before he loosed the attack. Occultism careening on an intended collision course with Vivica's knocked down form.
(Arisetael)
Dark magic ripped the ground apart onward to her form to slice away at her skin and cause inflicted wounds to bleed. Screaming from the little girl reverberated through the city, drawing a crowd to gather and watch.

The cloud around Vivica's form sparked with lightning, water kept flowing around her body for healing and empowering her skills within battle. Beams sent the mass of darkness from her, but each movement made stung from cut wounds.

Kin summoned clawed the child's skin, making deeper wounds and eventually knocking her on the ground, bloodied. Hatred, ire; each emotion surged in her being as adrenaline rushed, creating an exciting battle; yet for her she remained calm.

Telepathic messages invaded her mind, mocking and belittling her very existence, but she wasn't going to let it affect the way she fought, her drive to obliterate the kaor like he had the home.

"My prize is killing you." She stated in a rather calm, yet hateful manner.
(Vivica Takashi)
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The Sarradian continues to watch on with curiosity-- the scene itself was dangerous, something that he was definitely safer, at the moment, on this rooftop watching instead of being on the ground. There was something special about what he saw, however.

Vivica's magic -- it was practically the same as his, but it almost seemed better in some ways -- more refined, perhaps used better.

He wondered what it was-- should she survive this battle, he would certainly make an attempt to ask...

... Of course, maybe it was just the fact that he didn't know how to create clouds, and she had one around her.

For now, the rooftop is clung onto with his life as he observes.
(Zephyr)
Umbrancy, it clearly was the superior element in this case. Surprisingly so. The Umbral Kaor was able to keep up with the magi. Though he could feel himself tiring. Fatigue settling upon his form. Optic's surveyed the village. He needed to finish this quickly. To escape, lest he be mobbed and attacked by everyone.

Hammering the girl with two consecutive beams. Occultism hammered her about the area. Though in turn he had been struck to the point of nearly falling over. Stumbling, though he hadn't fallen. Using the opportunity to try and dart in close. Hitting the child in the stomach, to send her into the ground.

A pant for breath, escaped his mouth. Darkness ebbed to and fro. Malice amassing to furtheer congregate upon his horrendous form. Darkness hung about the yokai's form. Before he breathed harsher. Noise echoing. No..no..he had to focus. To fight on. This..this is what he needed. If he sought to ascend. To push himself..striving for 'more..'.

Risking his life in what could result in his death. That was how Syx had told him to seek out what he desired. Well that and to devour those elemental orbs..that he would find. If one were to glance around. They could clearly see signs on the fight. Trees, grass and ruined earth. Suffering scorch marks..burnt asunder both by fire, and through sheer darkness. Rubble littering the
area from another ruined house..Oops..


"Fall..I won't let you kill me. Despite your boasting of such. I WON'T DIE! Not to you. NOR to anyone here. I will fight..on and on. Until I attain my goal. As I must. " The Kaor hissed mentally. Voice assailing upon all minds in attendance. Occultism swirling, at the ready to be unleashed once more.
(Arisetael)
Plently of pants huffed and puffed from Vivica's maw due to fatigue settling in. It was obvious for both her and the kaor, Arisetael. The cloud around her form lessoned from it's larger state before, but lightning magic continued to flow through the mist like appearance that it was.

Vivica's magic began to show less, fire scorched in a smaller radius around her body as did the lightning that bolted out in plenty of directions there. Beams sent back the Umbral from her being, giving chances to escape until she was blasted away by a beam of his own occultic power.

Her skin ripped apart by the being's dark magic leaving occultic burns and marks on her skin along with deep cuts from his kin prior. She watched him stumble as she did, but a powerful hit in her stomach sent the little girl to the ground-

Coughing blood. It leaked from her lips and down her cheek, perhaps little of blood dripping out of her nose by the impact leaving Vivica a bit dazed..

That didn't stop her still to make sure she met her mark.

"I.. won't.. give up to you.. I will.. not fall here.. Arisetael.." Pants between each breath as she spoke. Winds remained twisting around her form and she stood in place attempting to regain full focus. This could be her last chance, or another to tie and continue.
(Vivica Takashi)
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Patting his hands around his new - and no less untidy - hairstyle, Kagura grinned with a satisfied look in his eyes.  "Huh?  Y'think so?" he replied, not sounding too bothered.  "Anyways, it sounds like this town's what needs a lesson in manners, if you ask me.  What's up with that...?  Well, the scowlies aren't really big on fair play neither.  Which is fine by me!  The more the merrier."

Clasping his fists together, he seemed no less energetic in spite of his bruised, dirtstained status.  Giving the look around the clearing, he nudged Cid eagerly in return.  "Hey, hey, so.  Who here's strong, huh?  Gimme the scoop."
(Kagura)
"Alright, let's see -- " The strongest people in Cinderfall! That was an easy or terrible task, depending on who you asked. Thankfully for Cid's tiny mind, there were only a few people he considered the best. He spun around to make sure they were all here, because they probably were. "Oh -- "

"Hermes." He pointed at the kid who just so happened to be standing right in front of them. "He's not really from Cinderfall but he hangs out here a lot. He fights earth demons an' doesn't afraid of anything. Then there's..." He looked around. "There's my mom." He pointed at Liara in the distance, ready to stop the Yokai's celebration. "She's the strongest person in the whole city. I bet she'll destroy that Yokai if she walks in," he assumed.

"Over there's Batkem, she's really good with plants. An' behind the tree's Ancillia. I haven't seen 'er do anything, but she made a robot that talks an' that's really cool."
(Cid Myr)
Kagura eagerly followed wherever Cid pointed, leaning forward and seeming to sniff at the air in the direction of the indicated people.  "Yeah you're right." he stated, firmly.  "They smell real strong.  Heeeh, so the guy in front of us is the first guy you can think of, huh?"  Kagura wound up his arm, giving the back of Hermes' head that same intense smile that shone on his face back in the caves.

"Gotcha.  I'll take him on later, then.  Oh, your mom's here?  Yeah, I guess that makes sense.  And that lady over there fights with plants?  How d'you even do that?  Well, whatever!  I'm sure I can remembe all that.  Germ-ays, right?  That blonde kid?"  Nodding to himself, he continued before Cid had a chance to respond.

"What's a robot, anyway?"
(Kagura)
Batkem: <*gets ready to intervene..*>
Ancillia Trigg: <*Is already ready to intervene...*>
Hermes Rosengard: <* was ready before you two were born *>
Batkem: <*Fuck*>
The Umbral Kaor claimed victory. Though it was a close call. Exhaustion it rose. THough it would be ignored. Brushed aside with all that the yokai could spare. With a pant for breath, the Kaor wandered over.

Telepathy flowed into the defeated Vivica's mind. A taunt of sorts."Did..I not tell you..You..couldn't beat me..That I wouldn't die..to you." The Kaor  stated mentally. Nearing the defeated child. Hand reaching down to yank her upright, by grabbing a fistful of her hair.

Raising her to her feet, he let her go. Before his hand swiftly reached for her neck. Hoisting her into the air. Watching as her feet dangled. Kicking uselessly into the air. "Now..then..for your arrogance. For your arrogance. You shall suffer. You shall experience what..Raizen did. If nor worse. Know this thy fate thou chose, by attacking me.." The Umbral stated. Malice glinting within his horrendous gaze.

With a lurch, occultism swelled. It rose further, and further. Malevolence churned as darkness converged. Writhing and hissingly upon his very being. The Umbral Kaor rose his other hsand. It brimmed with occultism. Wispy dark, that extended. Billowing upon Vivica's entire being. Shrouding her within a noxious embrace. Darkness assailed upon her. Ravaging her nerves, akin to hot knives cutting and digging into flesh. Cuts opened as she bled.

Mentally the Kaor entreated upon her mind. Before darkness seemed to fester around her head. Before vanishing. Telepathy struck inwardly. An invasive assault upon her mental fortitude. "Do you feel the darkness around you? Do you feel it's torturous path through your mouth and your eyes? Until it eats away inside you... Tell me how it feels.. Tell me how it feels to see everything sundered. Drowning in utter dark. All around you..everyone is dead. They are gone. Withered husk..just like your friend..You can see it can't you.."

The Kaor's mental voice seemed to prod.The sensation of ravaging darkness seeming to fade. To meld away. After having covered her head. Allowing her to see..Horror. All around her the land withered, decayed and rotting. The landscape blackened into ash. Into dust and colorless environs. Wretched grey, vitality leeched.

All who had been in the village when Arisetael arrived. Lay upon the ground. Withered, emaciated bodies, with sightless eyes. Some lacked flesh. Others arms, legs or even heads. Flesh gorged off. The only sound..being heard..was faint. A slow chittering, and scratching noise. Surely that of a yokai, prowling about the dissecated ruin that was Cinderfall.

Vivid imagery, brought forth by the Kaor casting torment upon his defeated foe. The Umbral hissed, retreating from her mind. Leaving the remnant of his occultism that ebbed within her being, to play further tricks. Drawing from her worst fears. Her own mind to work against her for a time. until the mana within was cleansed or faded.  The Kaor grunted.

Holding Vivica within his grip still. Occultism ebbing without restraint. The hand that had unleashed the spell he cast, begining to glow. Noxious purple flickering to life. A miniature beam of occultism manifesting within his hand. The Kaor brought it quite close to Vivica's head. Almost touching her left cheek with the orb of repulsive occultism. Holding her hostage. As he faced all within the Village.

Telepathy hammered forth in an utterly confident manner. Seemingly unafraid of all arrayed around him "I have won as you can see. Now then..let us discuss the terms of your surrender to I, Arisetael the Umbral Kaor. Yes I know, it must be terrible. Terrible to surrender to an Evil such as I. But you've no choice I assure you.. Back down from any hostile action, do not seek to take my life. Or this magi child will die. I will blow off her head in a nice gory mess I assure you. The other children will even see it.. Surely you wish to spare them this sight? It would be quite hard to live with..after all." The Kaor's telepathic voice paused. Before it spoke further.

A bit more cutting and curt. Despite the confident grin settling upon his face. "Do not test me on this. I am willing to form an alliance between us all. If only to..ensure this magi child lives. I do hate to waste potential after all. If you do not desire such between us all. Then, allow me to leave..or I'll.." Here the yokai brought his had just a tad closer. The manifested orb. Nearly grazing the skin of her left cheek. "You better hurry and decide, my hand might slip if you don't.."

Did the Kaor sound as if he was discussing the weather? Why yes he did. Was he bothered by his current actions. Not at all!
(Arisetael)
Fatigue kept Vivica from her full potential to win the very battle she got herself into. From a calm determination to now being picked up from the ground by her hair, stood, and gripped around her neck, shrieking screams reverberated through the air of the city from this child.

She remained conscious, but barely from her many downs and fatigued form. The yokai's mocking telepathic words, tired was he as she, stating that she would suffer much like Raizen himself did.

Vivica squrimed, feet kicked, her scythe lay against the ground far from their position as her hands gripped his own, attempting to claw away the being's hand from her neck.

Amidst the air her body hung with blood being coughed up, dripping from her nose and along the skin being cut by the darkness surrounding her. More screaming with chokes from blood entering or pouring from her mouth. She felt almost too weak to move.

Vivica's body dangled still for a moment until disturbing images clouded over what she once saw. Torment. Cuts from his occult made her bleed more. Vision blurred, but still what she was seeing.. her fears. Ciel dying, her friends being destroyed, bodies scattered, ripped apart, eyeless, disgusting visions that caused more screaming and panic from the child.

"STOOPPP!!" Vivica's eyes had been opened, glancing around Cinderfall. Maybe those around weren't aware f the torture she was currently enduring, but what could be seen by fellow companions wasn't what she was seeing-

What she could see, however, was the Kaor's magic being held against her face as he threatens the city of the dead; or that's how she was seeing it. The little girl's screams came to a pause, but her breathing, heavy, could be heard due to panic.

She desperately wanted them to comply. The kaor's magic grazed along her cheek just then-- This wasn't good..

No longer was the little girl kicking her feet, but within her vision, it grew dark. Perhaps from the loss of blood? Her hands dropped to her side. She could no longer fight this beast and everything sounded muffled to her. Vivica's silver eyes fluttered a bit, keeping half opened now while she was silent.
(Vivica Takashi)