dev 3 - live test

Always on the lookout, always intending to lure someone in.

These were the core principles of this game for him; he knew that he wouldn't be allowed to fail here, nor he would have the opportunity to actually pass up - but the sooner they get it over with, the less chances it leaves to another team to gather whatever they needed. If they were to stall, it would mean that their chances of winning would be vastly reduced.

And that's not the impression they want to make now, is it?

Instead, whether on purpose or not, Nerin walks out in the open, not exactly intending to hide- yet being far enough to not be ganged upon by the entirety of competition out there. After all, despite the confidence he possessed.. even he knew that would be his doom.

To lose so quick would be unfortunate, at the very least.

"Think someone is going to find us?"

A brief speech given to Evangeline. Though, he's sure that someone would.. eventually.
(Nerin)

Evangeline moved along Nerin, although not exactly next to him. Moving from tree to tree, sometimes climbing atop them, others simply moving behind their trunks and such, the maid seemed to be having a good time.

Maybe she was taking this a bit too seriously.

"We are the only ones with two envelopes, not counting people that have taken others." She replies, sitting atop a tree as Nerin made his question.

"So I think it's to be expected for others to come for the bigger prize."
(Evangeline Minerva)

He didn't really much do much to hide, Reina probably had to use more of the terrain but shadows were his home, illusion was his first actual learned magic... the shadows around him took him in like a lost brother, hugging his frame. He was transparent now... a shadow in a forest... one of many.

He continued to look at Reina, near by using the terrain to her advantage probably. But he tracked the two down, their torches not put out, of course it was either a trap or they were confident... Confidence was a thing that could really truly be the downfall or work with someone...

It was always a factor to be considered, as a user of Assassin's Fist... despite not knowing that's the actual name of the style. He was taught to hide, protect himself and mesh with others. He could lie with nothing changing in his posture, or even his own expression.

He eventually though, asked Reina questions in text.. made from illusions.. only she could actually see what they said but it read. "SHALL WE JUMP ON THEM?"
(Vytal Endore)

Rustle, rustle.

His ears perking up after picking up bits of sound, looking up and about at Evangeline on the trees- while she scouted ahead, Nerin remained on the ground, his feet firmly planted with the confident walk. Truth be told, there's very little that could intimidate him about it, even if he's the supposed 'bait'.

How peculiar for them to choose this tactic.

"Mm, obviously.."

"Bigger prize, bigger yields."

And yet, his gaze darted about, almost a little sudden. There's certain disturbance in the area.. a gut feeling telling him that something is off.
(Nerin)

Having found herself using the concealment of a tree, Reina took some time to climb up and hide within the branches. It was difficult for your daily blood mage knights to be stealthy as all hell. She atleast had senior backstabby to aid her.

Hiding from her hanging branch, she scanned over at the two. Targets spotted, but did she want to go on the offense? Or attempt to use words and be a reasonable human being? To hell with it. She might of been a monster, but stabbing someone in the back was too easy. She hade to make this.. Complicated.

Her blood magic was only able to control one person, and she had her target in mind. If he wasn't able to be controlled with her blood magic, she atleast had the decency to make his bones freeze into place due to his resistance.

With a sole nod over to her shadowy brother, She reached out with her hand as the duo began to approach. Clenching her fist as her target was made, Nerin would begin to feel something CLENCH at his muscles. His heart rate began to slow down to a concerning pace, Haps he just had a good workout and was feeling the exhaustion? Maybe. But as blood began to slowly flee from his muscles, he'd likely begin to feel it depending on his resistence.

Another nod was given to Vytal. He had full clerence.
(Reina Volusena)

"Well, naturally, they'd come for you, Nerin. Especially so considering you are holding both envelopes." She announces, perhaps a bit too loudly.

Once that was said, the only sound coming frm Evangeline would be the rustling of leaves, coming at an irregular interval, and irregular intensities, as if it was a mere bird or two, moving around.

Unencumbered by armor, the lithe female easily moved across the branches, remaining above Nerin with her blade in hand, ready to jump down at the slightest sign of approach.
(Evangeline Minerva)

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So his senses were right.

While he walked, he could strangely begin feeling his muscles and his heart affected by something entirely different- something that he would most definitely not anticipate immediately, but something he could actually tell.

"Ahahah.."

"Reina, my dear friend! Come on out!"

At the mere sign of that magic beginning to affect him, he merely smiled- hearing Evangeline's words, he knew what exactly she's up to by saying that. Though, there's one new technique that Nerin has learned.. something that Reina might be surprised about.

The grasps at Biomancy.

For when it reached him, and began spreading out.. in a reverse motion, the mana circuitry was affected- his skeletal structure used as a 'basis' via Bone magic. Following that, the effect upon mana circuit was to stabilize himself, a shielding presence to defy the grasp that she thought she might have.

And through effect on mana circuits, it extended upon the body as well - a contest of will, one raw power resisting another.

"Wasting no time, are we?"

His posture, steadily flexing and tensing up, he gave a roll of his shoulders- a steady inhale followed, not too long before his eyes closed and re-opened again.

"Come on, then."

"I'm sure we all have important business. We're very busy people, hm?"
(Nerin)

Vytal... sends what looks like an animal like figure to another set of trees nearby... from that direction.. a bird shoots out from their blind side in a very aggressive way to make them change their direction of sight.. it very easily seen with it's glowing eyes of bright red coming their direction...

It was then after the bird flew at them... Vytal himself came from a different direction and flew at them looking as transparent as a shadow with no details upon his body except his shape but as he loses that transparency... He incites a large aura of energy from nowhere with his fist raised to do a overhand punch on Nerin!

He looks quite fearsome as well, bright blue eyes flowing in the night at them with a large smile on his face. He is very apparent in his attempt to fight right then and there... no words even spoken... a ninja coming in the night.

"I hear ya' and I'll make it short."

He said as he plants his and pivots for the most important move in unarmed fighting... a jab.
(Vytal Endore)

To no surprise, Nerin was a formidable one.

Each hit calculated, powerful and quite crushing in its own right- where Evangeline perhaps looked for flanking, Nerin was instead charging right ahead, each powerful strike intending to incapacitate or cripple whomever he would target; it doesn't help how slippery he can be, with the reformation of his bones steadily allowing him to avoid almost anything.

And even when Reina tries to puppet him, it just doesn't work; the mana circuits overridden from her spell.

Perhaps, he's certainly been training a lot more than others could think of.. for when the time comes, there's no relent to his attacks and swiftness on the battlefield. At times, it almost feels too much to oppose him, but..

At times, he struggles too.

For he feels it when they decide to target him, when they decide to try and put down Nerin first- constant battering attacks and slashes with the sword almost reduce him to defeat, but.. somehow, he always finds strength to continue on, the bruises and cuts on his body steadily repaired over time - both with his flesh mending, and his bones absorbing the bashing impact.

In the end, their undoing- at least on Nerin's part- was the barrage of bones that flew in all directions.

There's no mistake - Nerin is a living weapon. His body honed to fight without a weapon, the blades protruding as extension to his arms, and missiles fired like this.. it's bizarre way of fighting, but it's most certainly effective. In the end, when they're defeated and the envelope is knocked away..

"I'll be taking that."

Nerin swoops it up, a satisfied smile pertaining to his countenance.
(Nerin)

Distractions were of little importance, at least from Evangeline's point of view. She was not focusing on her own safety, nor on the area around them.

She was watching Nerin.

She knew well that the first strike would fall on him, not only because of their bait, but because any opponent was most likely aware that he was the larger danger. And as such, she merely remained hidden among the trees, hidden, watching.

And as such, as soon as Vytal made himself visible, she was already jumping off the tree, swinging her blade at the man.

She does not take the front of the fight, that was the place for Nerin and his morbid savagery. Instead, she struck from behind, from the sides, and whenever their foes were too busy dealing with her partner's power.

She did not hit particularly as hard, but she was fast, and constantly moving in and out of the other two combatants.

Needless to say, the less experienced fighter of the two could not help but get smacked more than a few times, stumbling down from trees and such several times to the point she was still getting back up while Nerin took their newly acquired envelope.

"Ah... Good, yes." She mutters, rubbing her side, where bruises and cuts were most likely piling up. "Now we're halfway there."
(Evangeline Minerva)

Wiping off the little tidbits of blood from the letter, he merely squinted at it. How'd that get there? Maybe a result of fighting...

In return, he merely shrugged. Now, however, they had more things to take care of- with the final injuries that he's sustained steadily melded together through application of mana to his mana circuits, affecting his body by extension, he glanced off to the defeated opponents.

Thankfully, Nerin was a decent human being.

"No hard feelings! You fought well."

And then, the envelope is pocketed away after a brief glance at it; he gives Evangeline a brief look, almost as if to assess her injuries and figure if she's doing bad or not- assuming she'll do just fine, he speaks out.

"One squad down. We're closer to winning."

"Let's go."

And so he begins walking off, always on the lookout for more.
(Nerin)