be seen grinding at each other as he'd hear this nonsense.

"Your people -take- my general, and you think you can just take rocks and plants casually as you like?!" Clearly starting to get more and more angry. the meer idea that something so devastating could happen to Briar. And Gehennas people just go on like nothing happened..


Like Laemor's death meant nothing. Unconsciously knowing, his fire background would make it self seen as witht his spike in anger it would enleash itself in a wave killing the life around him by about a foot away from him in a diameter.

His blade pointed directly at you, guided by a man's crashing emotions.

"Everything." Saying this alont leaving holes in what exactly he wanted.

"Every single thing you own. Drop it. Armor and all."

He refused to let you bask in the innocence of what war was.

"Or I will cut your -fucking- legs off."

Saying this. And this alone as the emotionally guided embers would dance around his frame.
(Kuja Mori)
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[07:04] The Siren's eyebrows raised for a concerned look. It seemed she was doing something wrong... and she hadn't known Briar was over this way either, nor anything about what's going on with them.

Her eyes widened and a step back was taken when the man's fire aura appeared. Was it really that big of a deal? Did he want to fight? Was this man just unstable? Rings of water appeared around the girl's arms and legs, and small water droplets formed in the air around her.

"...W-... I... don't know why you're so upset.. I can leave the wood and stone I took... if that's what this is about.. But..."
Her eyebrows furrowed,
"If you really want everything on me... how about a fight for it?.. J-just... don't kill me..."
(Vimilha)
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[07:15] ". . ."

She chose to fight back. And in that moment he actually lowered his sword. Watching her fight back against an opposition that she possibley had no chance in winning.

It reminded him of himself, when he fought against Zexelis on these very same grounds. The will you stand your ground, no matter the odds...

With this rush of empathy his wind would disperse... his fire dampered out by this wave of understanding and passion for Vim's drive to fight.

But....

That feeling to not last too long ass his blade would be quickly raised again. Funny thing about that story-- is that remembering its end only made him angry. to then flood with a series of other things that Gehenna had done to Briar.

This emotional man's wind and fire to interlace, dancing and coming together under the same goal.

To cut her down. His attacks guided by the will of the Ifrit demon in his eyes. The -want- to cause devestation with the ideology that he was jest. That -He- was in the right here. -He- was the victim. He had every right to attack this girl.

Right?
(Kuja Mori)
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[07:20] Vimilha didn't really want to fight... but she wanted to get stronger, and she really didn't want to lose her things, so there wasn't really much choice to her. She didn't know who this guy was, or where he was even from, but she had to defend her belongings.

She turned her body with one leg behind the other for a fairly plain stance, and stared down the man with her slightly wide, almost creepy eyes, ready to release an attack.
(Vimilha)
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[07:23] ** Kuja Mori has inflicted an injury upon Vimilha. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[07:32] "How dare you."

The man infront of you was no push over. He was a high ranking officer in Briar, and you'd be let aware very quickly of just why that was.

The first fight had its clashes and such. But the second? He wouldn't allow you to touch him enough to escape this battle thinking that you had a chance to begin with.

All the while he was attacking every chance he got, he kept aiming right above your thigh, and around the lower portion of your Torso. As if he was trying to -Cleave- your leg right off your body once he softened it up enough.

After thinking he had done enough damage, he was going for the -final- blow. Driven by the thrill of the hunt, the remorse of Laemor, and the rage behind his swing.

The Ifrit's claw would make it self seen oncemore showcasing it self by the catalyst that was his emotions.

Unfortunately for Kuja, he'd take a bit too long to go for this swing and via his amateur levels with the ifrit claw without proper training--

His mana would die out in a -flash-. The ifrit's claw as well as the rest of his encapsulating mana to dissipate via the amount of mana he used before this.

And with this drop in his mana pools-- Vim would be able to flee this day.
(Kuja Mori)
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[07:45] If only the girl knew who he was and where he was from, because she'd hate them.

She didn't think she had much chance to begin with, given her almost no fighting experience, but she still had to try. However hope was lost fairly quickly as she saw his speed and strength compared to her punches and kicks, barely managing to land any blows on him. This loss of hope really brought her down in the middle of the fight, slowing her movements and attacks, forgetting to re-summon her rings of water.

It didn't look good for the poor girl. Once it was over she was whimpering on the ground with a huge gash below her hip. There wasn't much she could do as she watched him power up a fire attack... but suddenly it went out. She used this opportunity to shut her eyes, quickly calm herself, and shoot mana throughout her entire body. Suddenly, the girl burst into mist, which shot away; disappearing through the trees towards Gehenna.
(Vimilha)