[20:16] The woman looked a bit at the girl and saw a future that would come should this girl become an Archon. She had seen the destruction that had come with great power and wished to avoid it. For the sake of her comrades and other innocent people. The woman wouldn't allow this blasphemy to continue any further. Should these two enter in battle, the woman had aimed to beat this demon down.

Izabell had no idea if she was a demon or not, her features did not resemble any at all, especially not in human form. This would be the first discovery for years to come, but still. This was getting serious, it was unknown if Izabell could come out of this unshaved.

((Dice Roll 4 - She managed to pull it off despite even being injured from her training session))

Izabell's muscle was torn from the last time she used this ability, but it was her only hope of winning. Her body begins to crouch a bit, and her fist comes up halfway to her chest. With a slight grunting, the woman started powering up her magical power and started concentrating it into her body once again. As a large amount of power gathered, soon each bit of it enter her veins. As they glowed blue and red, the woman's body grew in size and became bigger.

The area around the woman was trembling slightly heavy, though it was just her powering up. She was turning her muscles into a physical armor for battle.

"I hope you are prepared Miss Cora. I'll grant you an easy death before you reach the levels of Archon. The evil that plagues this world will perish with my sword."
(Izabell Mouren)
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[20:26] She could see the look on Izabell's face and read it as if it were a book...

I need to kill this one now... before she becomes something else...

She watches the woman's veins fill with magic glowing blue and red as her muscles seemed to swell...

How intriguing...

The young Invidia's eyes... black with mismatch colored irises lock onto the woman as she speaks her threats,

"You obviously have no understanding as to what I am... though It would be an honor to be one of the kin fully... as I am now... I'm not quite human... but still far from the demon...

I am Ascended... eyes opened by one with great power...

At the last sentence she laughs.. still the laugh of an innocent teenage girl... which by all means she was until not long ago...

"Your type always says such things... though their reasonings are often misguided...

Very well..."

Although her Occultic presence was much more palpable than a normal Occultist to the point she even radiated it without calling on her magic... now, however... as she summons her aura a wave of Occult explodes out the grass around her withering and dying the life essence added to her own...

She pulls her scythe and prepares for combat.
(Coraline Invidia II)
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[20:42] Having to fight this creature head-on in a one to one, she did not know of her strength. Though she was powerful for sure, maybe not enough. As the battle continued, Izabell somehow managed to best the creature in the first half of the match. Though she continued to use her secret ability as it seems to be holding up during this fight.

((Dice Roll 4 - Still managing to keep it up, despite her torn muscles.))

The fight continued, and she felt her muscles grow bigger and bigger, though hardening at the same time. It seems her faith had not yet worn out. She would prove worthy of this ability and conquer it with haste. IT would prove to be a vital skill to have conquered in the future should she conquer it. Though her efforts won't give up so easily.

"Very well then, apologies for not knowing what you are exactly. But your evil aura is still present, that's all the reason I need."
(Izabell Mouren)
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[20:50] The woman barely managed to pull out ahead... both of them separating for a moment as if to catch their breath... though both were uninjured she had the upper hand...

She had to fix that... As the woman's muscles continued to grow... somehow protecting her like armor it seems... the woman speaks...

"You call my aura evil..? Yet you apparently know nothing about it...? What will you do when you watch your city burn..? I'm sure your.... ilk.. won't surrender... so what will you do when it all burns..?

When everyone you cared about is killed or enslaved... what will you do when things return to as they were before..?"

Not waiting for an answer she screams all of the plant life around them dying and withering away.... the woman would watch as all the small wounds she incurred in the first part was sealing and then gone altogether...

She leaps flames leaving her staff
(Coraline Invidia II)
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[20:53] Izabell Mouren exclaims, "I will not let this city burn demon!"
[21:01] The Archon-blessed Invidia could feel what Ra'Kamel was telling her... the desire to kill... maim... to destroy someone... it was something she knew before her transformation but now.... it was different...

Her grin was wicked as she fought... searing Izabell's flesh... gravity crushing her... or pulling her into a well of condensed gravity... her wind improving her movement or hindering her foe...

As with last time... as the well of gravity made one last pull yanking the woman back... she didn't pursue the attack that would've normally followed...

"You won't let me..? Oh, love... I don't want you to let me... fight until the end... that way its all the sweeter when you fail knowing everything you could do was not enough...

And If my Creator permits it... I want to see the light leave your eyes knowing you are nothing..."


(Coraline Invidia II)
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[21:08] The woman's strength was unwilled and uncompiled to this creature of death. Though the woman had a variety of ability that was capable of turning around the events of the battle. Though be that as it may, Izabell's ability was somehow still holding up even with her previous injuries. Perhaps it was her body growing used to it? Or perhaps it was the last hope of desperate will to survive and purify this creature with her blade?

((Dice Roll 5 - The effects of the ability continued to work, though the toll it takes will be severe.))

Her muscles kept the size that they were the entire fight, her physical strength continued to rise and surpass its limits. Though her magic was slowly fading but not as fast. As Izabell continued to fight, she could hear the tearing and ripping of her muscles some more. This was not looking good at all, despite being in the presence of a dangerous woman.

Should she win, things will work out for the better. However...

Should she lose this fight...it was a tad frightening of what might happen to her from this demon.

"I will not let that happen, I have comrades and friends to protect. I'll finish you here and now."
(Izabell Mouren)
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[21:26] The two clash again... the Archon-blessed and the warrior with a big mouth... She would begin laughing as she fought the ground wherever she went withering as the life essence was taken into herself.... and though the warrior was no easy foe.. she had adapted to her style of fighting...

Even still the odds were tipped in ones favor until the other until both were beginning to tire... a quick thought crossing her mind she uses a common curse on Izabell.. used it as a delivery system mainly... as soon as it took hold she knew her Occultic mana would seep into the woman.. and thought it wouldn't cause pain now... it would later...

After more blows and spells were traded she begins charging a small sphere of flame holding it cupped in her hand hidden from her opponent who was likely watching her staff for the spells emitting from it.... she condenses the flame further and further... until finally, the moment arrived...

Izabell tried to close the distance her speed incredible... but most of her family could teleport... nothing was faster than that... Just as she would reach swinging distance her weapon coming to bear the Archon-blessed would smile hand snapping forward a mere few feet from the woman's chest...

"I believe I said BURN "

She would scream as the ball instantly expanded into a massive rolling ball of fire taking Izabell in the chest and carrying her away before her wing could complete.... the woman caught so would take the full brunt of the flames being carried a few dozen feet away before the flames died.... sending her to the ground rolling smoldering slightly around the edges...



Instead, she says,

"You see... you cannot even defeat me now and I am still a developing child...

Take this... carry it with you... and remember when the time comes.. should we fight again you may not get away... "

She'd turn her back on the defeated warrior and begin floating back to Obsidia.
(Coraline Invidia II)
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[21:42] The fight was even at first but somehow changed quickly. They went on and on, and somehow her body just wouldn't listen to her. It felt weird at first, but the woman ignored it thinking it was nothing. What could be happening?

The battle ended and the creature appeared on top, as her muscles were crushed from the impact. A black flame that made an impact with her chest, had a strange feel to it. It pained a little going in, but after that, she felt completely fine. However...

Moments after the woman spoke to Izabell for losing the fight, she found it extremely hard to speak. Her mouth moved but did not make a sound. It crossed her mind if this was a side effect, but wouldn't make sense. It did not seem like one at the time, but something completely different.

((Dice Roll 1 - Izabell ended the ability out of exhaustion rightfully, as the full effects came all at once.))

The warrior's eyes bulged for a second, and she felt her throat swelling up. Not from a simple flue or whatever, but filling up with blood. The woman spits it out on the field of grass, as the green textures soon turn to a crimson red. The woman fell to her knees and her body would not stand back up.

In minutes later, the effects of the ability and the cursed caused EXTREME amounts of pain internally. Her muscles breaking down and tearing again was happening with intense pain. And the curse that was placed on her body from the creature didn't help. The woman was going through unmeasurable internal pain and agony. It was clear that she would not be able to catch the creature after these injuries, let alone walk home.

The woman collapsed and fell to the ground, damaged beyond repair. She would feel a slight fear creeping up behind her, though nothing was there. It was the effects of occult magic seeping into her mind and magic.
(Izabell Mouren)
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[22:47] Renegin led the two younger men of the Black Roses towards the fields in search of their commanding officer and sure enough they found her. Bloodied, beaten and cursed she lay on the field in a much worse state then Renegin had left her. He rushed over to her side and sighed once more, he didn't speak. Simply gave a nod to Noctis.
(Renegin Billard)

[22:50] Noctis had a bad feeling about leaving the woman alone from the start. It was said to never travel alone and with his role as a bodyguard, he knew that her leaving on her own while being wounded would only result in a bad way.
The boy leads Virion and Renegin across Agartha in hope to find the woman but in vain. That was until Renegin made a proposition as the circled back to Huangzhou.

Following his lead to the nearest fields, they finally found Izabell. Laying on the grass and covered in blood from her regurgitation. Frowning and panicking. Noctis yells her name and runs as her to tend to her wounds.
Extending his arms towards her as he did before. He would emit a warm glow as he transfers his mana to her in an attempt to heal some of her wounds, but they had to find someone to tend to her wounds quickly.

He looks at Rengin with an angered look since he was the one to hold him back from his duty. But didn't say a word. He focused on the matter and swears to himself that he will never leave her alone again. Not after this.
(Noctis Beoulve)
[22:53] He, Renegin, and Noctis had been venturing about looking for Izabell, they had checked  around Crafthold and Dawn but didn't get many results around there, so they headed back towards Huang and the Maplegrove, where after a bit of searching they'd find her, though not in a good state.

She was beaten and bloody, clearly, she had been in a fight and one that didn't end well. The woman really had to stop going out on her lonesome like this. She was just going to get injured more.

"Ah, shit... we need to get her a medic and quick, or at least some doctors to stabilize her. Gonna have to carry her back after you get her stabilized, I can do that if ya wish. Probably the least worn out one here."

He'd lean down near the woman, this was even worse than the state Zariel had left her in. If she didn't get some proper attention death would surely be her fate, one that he didn't care to see.
(Virion)
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