The Next Foe Rolls in with the Tides.

[22:45] Meter says, "--"
[22:52] Steps were taken backwards to distance himself from the ensuing battle. The Pelleaux's speed was truly terrifying for the water-magi to witness, speeds unlike any he had seen before.

Back and forth the duo went, sand versus cosmic, the ever slippery Claude never seemingly truly getting caught within the waves of sand.

And finally the final exchange came, sands tightening around the noble, his sword arm injured from Sajid's trap, Proteus's eyes moving away from the spot that Claude had been a second ago, and towards his new location.

Fast..

"My turn I guess, if no one doesn't mind?" Question sounding out as he made to step forward, hands revealing themselves from underneath his cloak, boots stepping onto the grass as he approached.

"Time's running out? Well, we'll have to clear things up fast I suppose."

That flickering image of the serpent curling around the noble's form had an interested gleam appearing in Proteus's eye, a new magic to test himself again, a rarely seen style within Theria.

And then he was off, foot stepping forward to propel himself towards Claude, clearly intent on challenging the noble next.
(Proteus)
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[22:54] Meter whispers something.
[22:54] Meter whispers something.
[22:55] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[22:55] Meter whispers something.
[22:56] Sajid whispers something.
[22:56] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[22:59] Sarasha Fenrir whispers something.
[23:01] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:02] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:02] Lydia taps her chin.
(Lydia Fields)
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[23:03] Aki hums...
(Aki Kurokaiyo)
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[23:03] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:03] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:03] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:03] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:03] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:03] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:04] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:04] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:04] Here came another fighter, this one with the curling tendrils of a Riptide mage. Another style he'd never had much practice with. The Nobleman was nothing if not ready for him. Shifting his stance to look upon the man.

"You look like you've something to prove." His attention shifted softly as he saw the frankly ever increasing number of invaders lining the wall. For a moment he just looked at them.

Then his focus was forced upon the water magi. Slowly he slide into an aggressive stance. This would be a much harder fight for the nobleman than the previous one. With his right arm in ruins he'd be forced to rely on the left.

He took a breath, calling further upon the great Rasalhague to keep him moving and keep it moving it did. Overflowing the shriveled and weakened mana circuits in his right arm. That burn upon it.

Designed to look like a serpent began to radiate with cosmic energy. As it did so the Nobleman raised his right handthe cosmic serpent adorning it.

HIs attention shifted back to the wall. "Where are all you roaches coming from?!" It was a, admittedly, poor use of his time as it turned the start of the battle against him decidedly.

(Claude vey Pelleaux)
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[23:04] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:05] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:05] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:05] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:06] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:06] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:06] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:07] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:07] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:07] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:07] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:07] Lydia rolls her eyes and glances away from Lucian. She frowns and folds her arms.
(Lydia Fields)
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[23:08] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:08] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:09] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:09] Lydia Fields whispers something.
[23:10] No hesitation to his approach, already he had got the chance to witness Claude's magic, the overwhelming speed had already been noted within his mind.

Tendrils used to lash towards the cosmic-magi when ever he suddenly appeared behind him, Proteus's eyes barely able to keep up with the dashing around noble, something that even after witnessing before he didn't expect from an older man.

Blows continued to be exchanged, a tidal wave of water sent out ahead of the water-magi to stall the man's approach, his charge following behind the wave, scarlet-hues lit up beneath the hood as magical circuits linked up.

Too fast to be caught by his slowly meaning wave, the water-magi's strategy changed, close combat on his mind as he dashed across the grounds towards Claude, doing his best to engage the man in close-combat.

Close, it seemed if he made a single error it would be capitalized on and lead to a defeat, and finally an opportune moment appeared.

A javelin of volatile water formed, hand seemingly gripped onto the hilt as he leaned backwards, sending the javelin towards the wave, an opening appearing at it was launched throughout the air, slamming into the noble's chest.

A step was taken forward, to follow through with the blow before he halted, head turning to the spectating line-up, clearly he was finished with fighting, deciding to cease in his actions suddenly.

"I'm done. Called me a roach though.." He muttered underneath his breath, before shoulders rolled into a shrug.

"So, who's next to beat on the training doll?"
(Proteus)
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[23:10] Lucian Valintine whispers something.
[23:11] Lucian Valintine whispers something.