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The silence stretched on for what seemed too long as Tinarah tried to curl up slightly tighter, although the bench only allowed so much room to until she risked pushing herself off of it. She closed her eyes as she lay there almost like she hoped to open them and realize it was all just a dream. That was not the case as after that stretch of silence The Light Chaser began to speak, answering her questions to some extent. He didn't really explain the full extent of why she was there, which bothered Tinarah the most. He had said he wanted to talk to her about something, but didn't specify what, instead wanting to wait until the others got there, but what others? Who else was coming? Was more of her friends, was her brother being brought here as well? Or did he perhaps have students that he was waiting to arrive, like that boy who brought her here? The man had said that he was a teacher after all, it wasn't completely out there to believe that he had students to teach. Besides the people they talked to mentioned multiple people in black cloaks, so he must have had some sort of following.

While the man might have been offering to answer any questions that Tinarah had, she couldn't bring herself to form any questions. Tears stung her eyes as she looked down at her scared wrists, pulling back her sleeves so that she could see the marks on her wrist better. Usually she hated the sight of the scars, she still did actually, it was reminding her about how weak and helpless she was, how horribly things could go very fast, even if someone seemed nice at first. From all that she could tell this man did seem nice, but Choma seemed to not trust him, and Tinarah trusted Choma so it left her dreading what this man was planning, how bad it would be.

Unreasonably scared quiet sobs escaped her lips as she rubbed her left wrist as she cried, she couldn't help but think of the bad experiences. Her mind couldn't relax, couldn't think positively. Too much bad, too many problems, and too much fear. For so long the fear had been crushing, but she thought that she was getting over it. Perhaps it was going slow but she had thought that it was going somewhere. The mess she was in now however said otherwise. Perhaps she had just managed to push the fear down, hide it, not overcome it. It was crippling, she couldn't speak or think of a way to get out of it, she was helpless and waiting to be saved... again. But what if no one came to save her? What if... no... mom....​

Well the man that she had been thrown at was pissy. While Kiara, most of the time was pissy herself, she didn't appreciate the attitude when she was simply trying to get them out of there. He made a snide remark on their relationship and Kiara rolled her eyes. "You'd like that wouldn't you?" She spat back at him, turning to keep walking, but that didn't stop Arctus from talking more, demanding answers. The way he spoke was enough to stop Kiara dead in her tracks and turn to her team mate, fire in her eyes.

Kiara marched up to Arctus, about to yell when Melus started talking behind them, trying to calm the situation. It was only doing so much good as Kiara turned around and faced down Melus next. "It is just Kiara damn it. Not Kar-Kiara, and definitely not Lady!" Kiara yelled at her before marching forward again. "Lets just go, and for the record I don't even know the guys name, so you have no right to blame this on me. If you try, I will show you why I am the leader here and you aren't." Kiara stated before marching off, leaving the girl to Melus, and Arctus to pout if he wished. ​

Thankfully they were able to make it into the house with very little other problems. Mora was now safe, and they could figure out how to handle things from here. If Mora was right they would be able sit here and plan a bit on the next point of action, really have time to go over what Mora had told them before. Now that Chrys was also here, Cerdic didn't worry about anything that was happening outside. Everyone that had survived and he cared about was there, that was all that mattered anyways. Now the dog or something to figure out a better plan, though Cerdic didn't know if he could trust that anyway. Not after the last plan Alder came up with.

Cerdic was about to calm down a little bit when he heard a voice that put him on edge. Turning around and looking at Ria. Holding his ground in front of the doorway, Cerdic listened to everything that Ria was saying. His hand tightened around the handle of his keyblade. He so badly wanted to run out there and end Ria once and for all. However his eyes scanned the heartless behind them, then he heard Mora speaking. She spoke logically but still Ria's words rung in his mind. Ria went as far as to question them helping Mora. Cerdic ground his teeth as he stared at Mora. "Perhaps it is because she is a child and unlike you, the light makes us good people, wanting to help those who can't defend themselves." Cerdic stated.

Mora retreated inside the house, good. She would be safe there. Cerdic tried to focus on the problem at hand. He didn't trust that Ria would try and get through. He felt that they were still in great danger no matter what. If he could at least watch their movements then maybe Mora could escape if Ria did try to close in on them. However he did not have to stand his ground long before he heard Mora say something inside and looked back. There seemed to be a passage inside of some sort. That was the point that he decided to peace out and get to safety. He really just wanted a break to breath and think things through. ​

Things were starting to calm down thankfully. Perhaps from the boy with ears asking for them to calm down, had actually worked. Or maybe it was just given up on for the time being. It wasn't a good time to be arguing like they were, they were still trying to get to safety after the academy, that they just arrived at in order to study, had been attacked. They rushed getting their teams just so that they could help with the situation, and besides that nothing had been accomplished. They barely got to know each other, especially her. Besides the couple hours sitting awkwardly in a room with another girl in a hood, Auburn had not really interacted with anyone else. She had spent time observing them and letting her anxiety get the better of her.

Speaking of anxiety, as Auburn sat, mulling over why things had calmed down, and still wondering about her part in all of this, the man that was supposed to be there leader approached. He didn't say much, clearly not all that straight forward of a guy, unlike the other two that she had heard talking a lot. He simply asked if her name was, well her name. Clearly he had some idea that it was since he had said it. He couldn't have formed that question without knowing that her name was Auburn. It was possible that perhaps he was just clarifying that she, not the other female member of the team was Auburn, but Auburn was pretty sure the other member had introduced herself, clearing up that question even more. So did that mean it was an attempt at small talk? Small Talk was not something that Auburn was good at.

"Mhmmm." Auburn agreed, slowly nodding. She didn't really know what to say from here. She wasn't good at small talk, she wasn't good as talking in general. Auburn tried not to completely shut the man out however as she looked up to him slightly. It was her attempt at encouraging him to continue to say what he wanted to say. She didn't speak much, but she didn't want to make Blake feel like he couldn't talk either. She liked to think of herself as a nice person, even if he anxiety was high. If the conversation had direction she usually could find a way to speak a little more. However she wasn't able to start or maintain a conversation on her own.

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»At least they were listening to him to some extent when Arian asked them to, in essence, shut up and sit down. Much to his surprise Lloyd actually started to joke around with him a little bit. It was a big weight lifted off his shoulders when he heard the other man. Part of him didn't think Lloyd actually had that sort of sense of humour. Lloyd had seemed to be on the more serious side of things. He would rather face things head on than fool around, unlike Arain. That was what made Arian think that they were not able to get along. Perhaps this was a turning point for their relationship.

»"She was even hotter than I expected. Perhaps I need to try harder next time." Arian joked, trying to be inconspicuous about whether or not he was talking about seducing her or fight her. Either way it didn't matter. Arian chuckled a bit as he sat back in his chair relaxing. "So did anyone else notice the cheese man during the battle?" Arian asked as another way to have a more relaxed situation as they sat there. It had been a surprising change of events, and one they had not had time to really address until now. ​

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The moment Tinarah was placed down on the bench, she was instantly missing the warmth of Koa's body that had been mildly combating the chill from nearly drowning in the water. Moments later a warmth filled her suddenly, the source of the heat seeming to come from above her. Tinarah shifted to look at the fire for a moment, it was warm, but having such a dangerous thing hovering above her freaked her out a little bit. Tinarah turned so her face faced the back of the bench as she curled up a little bit. She didn't feel like facing the world around her, looking around at the town that they failed to save. She didn't even understand how this was possible for it to be here, seemingly unaffected by the heartless attack. There was a few places that proved that they were there, but Tinarah expected things to be so much worse, that was why they had to flee.

The man spoke to her, telling her to stay still while the fire warmed her. She didn't need to be encouraged to stay there, she didn't want to leave her only source of warmth. What he said next, while his question was one she wanted to ask about, she was caught off guard by when he said her name. Tinarah shifted enough to sit up slightly and look at the man talk to her. She wasn't a fan of talking to someone she wasn't facing, her father told her that it was rude, and while she was scared and wasn't sure if she should trust him. She couldn't help but use at least some manners. Her eyes were wide and frightened, even though the man had been good to her so far. She was not where she was before and away from her friends. She didn't know who these people were and after all that had happened she was questioning who she could and could not trust.

Tinarah let the man finish speaking before she could even find words to speak herself. There was so much to process and he casually through out information about her, as in her name and the fact she always had her violin. Realizing it wasn't there made Tinarah panic even more, if simply because it was her source of comfort. And then there was the fact that this man was pretty much their enemy. He was so calm and nice though, nothing what she had expected from what they were to be facing. The ultimate question however was. why bring her here?

"W-what do you want? I haven't done anything. Why do you know my name? Why am I here? Where are my friends?" Tinarah blurted out as tears streamed down her face. Too many times now, too many times had she been separated from everyone she knew. Too many times had she gotten hurt. It was perhaps too easy to frighten Tinarah at this stage of her life. She was trying to at least get words out, maybe some questions answered, but no matter what else her mind was thinking about she couldn't voice them. It felt like if she attempted to speak any control she currently had over her frayed nerves, would leave and she might not be able to think properly. She already knew that her hands were shaking not only out of the cold, but out of the terror as well. She though she could hold herself together a little better, figure it out, until he stated who he was. Tinarah laid back down and curled up once more as she waited for answers, hoping she could find a way to comfort herself. ​

Unkindred spirit, while he didn't particularly enjoy the sound of it, Lucian didn't particularly care at that moment. He simply slammed back his next shot and lined that glass up with the rest of them. "And to the crazy girl who thinks she can out drink me." He said with a lazy grin, watching her steel a drink that wasn't hers and couldn't help but laugh. Well if nothing else this girl was interesting to say the least. He could use some interest in her life. Things were too slow in his life, drinking and fighting all the time wasn't as fun when it was always done alone.

"One moment." Lucian said giving Kara a wink heading over to the bar and throwing down money, whispering to the waitress. He then sat down again and waited as Kara continued to talk. "I would rather not talk about work. Besides my work isn't that interesting. I get sent out to investigate stuff, or to murder stuff. I am better at the latter." Lucian said simply, almost like he took pride in that. Moments later the waitress came with a line of coloured shots, rainbow shots. He gave her a wicked grin, a challenge. Picking up the first shot he waited for Kara to do the same, as soon as she did he started racing to get all the shots down faster than her. If was a simple little bit of fun, something he needed.


After a while of searching, Mirela was pretty sure that she found the location of her meeting. That was good, except for the fact that she had a while before she actually had to be there. It wasn't long enough to go back and start on another project, but it was too early to go knock on the door. Mirela started to pace around. Maybe she would go find somewhere to eat. Yes that sounded like a good idea. She hadn't gone out for food in a long while. Perhaps that was because she never left her shop. It wasn't like she couldn't leave her shop. It wasn't like she had many walk ins and her hours were flexible. However Mirela rather liked staying in her shop, even if she did like to talk... a lot. It was one thing to like to talk, but Mirela was aware that she perhaps wasn't the most socially adept person, and that was okay with her.

Finding a small shop, she went inside to order a drink, figuring it was a good way to waste time. That of course lead to the poor lady that was serving her having to hear all about how Mirela created her mechanical arm. It had started out as a simple complement, trying to be nice, but not knowing when to stop talking. The woman had to tell her three times that she had to help other customers before Mirela stopped talking and just enjoyed her drink. This didn't stop her from scanning every customer to see what sort of cool Augment they might have had and consider how she could make a similar but better one. ​

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»The arguments that were happening seemed stupid, even to Arian. The reply that the boy who apparently rather cared for Lady Brisa made no sense at all. He could understand being worried for the guardian, but saying that her fighting the battle right at that point was more of a worry than a bunch of students feel confused and scared because they just had to fight the same battle? Where was the logic in that Brisa was a guardian with training, they had just gotten there hours before. The fact that they were saving the other students though didn't bother Arian at all. I was simply how everyone chose to react to the situation.

»"Would you all just shut up already? What is done is done, we are alive, i am sure the fair guardian will be alright. Lets just count ourselves among the students and get to safety." Perhaps the first logical thing Arian said the entire time he was there, but he was starting to get stressed out by everything and Arian actually needed a break from it all. He tended to be a pretty chill guy, meaning he didn't like the yelling or tense atmosphere. Perhaps if they got to somewhere safe they would all calm down and he could go back to picking up chicks. ​

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Sitting there keeping to herself, Auburn noticed another student sitting in the same place as them. He started speaking to them, well more the leader of the other group, who was pissed off clearly. Auburn chose to keep her mouth shut still. There was still nothing that she could say about the situation. There was nothing worth while to say at all anyways. Mostly everything had been said, and if she tried to calm the situation, it wouldn't work. They didn't even know her name, why would they listen to anything she had to say? Auburn glanced around and then looked to Qrow. At least he was a somewhat familiar face. She had met him once or twice with her father, maybe he could do something about this, or at least give her a sign if she should contact her father or not. Not being sure what to do made it hard for her to function properly. Not that she functioned well in social situations anyways.

Auburn's hands rested on her lap, no longer holding on to her phone. She stopped watching Qrow and started scanning the faces of her companions. She studied who was calm and who wasn't. Who seemed to be handling things well, and who was freaking out. It was was pretty easy to read her classmates, they all seemed to have their own opinions on the subject and weren't afraid to speak them, unlike her. Seeing how everyone interacted, Auburn started to wonder if there was actually something wrong with her. She never believed such things before, but she also didn't get out too much. Her father home schooled her, and they didn't really live in a big city at all. He had always assured her that it was fine that she was shy, but was it really? She couldn't help but wonder.

There was a strange feeling as the person started carrying her back, and then there was a voice that she knew was not a part of their group. He sounded too old compared to everyone that she had met, aside from Choma that was, but she knew Choma's voice, and that wasn't it. There was something about healing, and then suddenly the pain began to ease, and she started to feel better, but also started to feel the cold. Her clothes were drenched, her hair dripping water. In her half conscious state, she had not noticed how wet or cold she was, but she suddenly started to shiver .

Even with the extra cold, Tinarah found herself in a better shape, and more curious about what was going on around her. This time as she opened her eyes she managed to look around without the light giving her a head ache. She managed to see more clearly too as she looked up to the young man that was holding her. She didn't recognize him at all. Started by this she let go of his shirt and tried to push herself slightly away from him. "W-who are you?" She asked sounding quite scared as she slowly took in her surroundings, realizing it looked nothing like the place she was just in. However it did look like the world that she was in before. How was that even possible though? It was being over run with heartless when they were forced to flee. She then spotted a hooded man as well.

"H-how...?" She tired to ask but couldn't seem to manage to create a proper questions. She shook violently for a moment as she wrapped her arms around herself trying to warm herself up a little more. She freaked out by the entire thing, not sure what to do about it. Not sure if she should stay in the mans arms or fight her way free. All getting free would accomplish would be losing the minimal body warmth his was providing. She still didn't know where she would go, or if she could even outrun the man if she tried. She didn't know if these guys were friends or enemies, but she wasn't getting a good feeling about any of it. ​

Spending the level up for HP

There was light and then pressure. Something was happening but she wasn't quite sure what. Tinarah could feel her body reacting to it, for the first time in what felt like a while. It had been so dark and hard to breath in that darkness. However now it was starting to lift, if barely. Her body shook as she spat out water and coughed a little bit. She was still not coming too, but her breathing began to even out a little bit, sound better than it was before, more clear. The gentle rocking of the water kept Tinarah in a bit of a lull as the guard paddled her back to shore.

As the guard finally scooped Tinarah up in his arms, she began to stir slightly. She could feel her head pounding still and didn't want to open her eyes. Moving felt like too big of a pain. She struggled to remember exactly what happened. Her first thought was that she was back before Choma saved her, cornered by those two men. She thought she dreamed up escaping. However as she started to listen to what was around her, hearing the water, she realized that that was not the case. Heartless. She had been fighting Heartless, trying to protect the man who brought her there to defeat them. This time it was no ones fault she got hurt she just did.

A soft male voice could be heard from near by, and Tinarah couldn't quite identify who it belonged to. She felt herself get passed over, from a strong set of arms to ones that didn't feel as strong, but still managed to hod her. She shifted slightly making a small noise, groaning as she tried to open her eyes. They barely opened, barely enough to get a short blurry view of someones shirt before they closed again, Tinarah burying her face into the said shirt. The light, it burned her eyes, giving her more of a headache than she already hand. Her small hands gripped on to the man, trying to steady herself and deal with the main a little bit. She didn't know who she had been given to, perhaps one of the other masters students, but she couldn't bother to form words yet either. She just had to trust that he was taking her to safety. The guard wouldn't have passed her over if he wasn't anyways. Tinarah assumed that she could rest easy, at least for a short while longer before having to do anything else. ​

With her last attack, Aislinn managed to topple Sark, and that was when Tron stepped in. She didn't quite understand what he was doing, but soon the large man made up of Data was gone, and from what she could understand, it sounded like Tron might have taken back the world and saved it. A smile spread across her face as she could now see the rest of the team clearly standing opposite to her. "Way to go! We did it!" She cheered as she ran over to them. She wanted to give someone a hug to celebrate, but then had to remind herself that she didn't know these people that well and it might be weird to them. Instead she had to settle for a pat on the back that she gave Kel as she took a place beside everyone.

"Well you all certainly make a good strong team. How long have you guys been working together anyways?" Aislinn asked as she looked at the team that she was now a part of. Seeing how they fought, how well they worked together, it made Aislinn feel like she was missing something. She had trained so hard with her mentor to become an efficient keyblade wielder, but she never learned the meaning of teamwork and friendship. The only friends she really had were her mentor and her sister anyways. Seeing this group, these kids, it made Aislinn almost feel out of place all of the sudden. However she wasn't doing this to find acceptance. As long as she became a master and was able to protect her sister, that was all that mattered. ​

Taking the shot, there was no offer of thanks, not even a smile as he knocked it back and slammed the empty shot glass back on the table. He stared Kara straight in the eye as she spoke, inquiring about what he had said. He had yet to consume enough alcohol to deal with that yet, he didn't want to, and yet, part of him knew he couldn't just ignore the woman, especially after she had bought him a drink. While a part of his soul was dead, it wasn't all gone, there was still a part of him that told him he at least owed an answer to that simple of a question, if for no other reason than it was polite.

"I am sure even a pretty girl like yourself knows about the sorry state of the constabulary. They can't treat themselves with respect, they can't treat those who work for them with respect, they get no respect, what is even the point? I am not well liked there either, I much rather spend time in places like this." There wasn't any pity or sorrow in his voice. There wasn't really any emotion at all in his voice. It was more like he was just stating the fact of the matter. He wasn't feeling sorry for himself, he wasn't looking for anyone to feel sorry for him. He was just stating facts so that they could move on from the subject. At least she didn't ask about the eye, but seeing that she had an augment herself it might have very well been because she did not want him to return the question. Not that he would, he didn't care that much about it.

The second shot was slid towards him and he hammered it back soon after. The waitress stopped as he slammed it down on the table, wincing slightly at the strength behind it, but Lucian simply raised a hand, signalling for another round. He chuckled a little at the girls reasoning for joining him. "Handsome, it has been a long time since anyone has called me that. Though I heard chicks dig uniforms. I never thought that was actually true." He stated, feeling slightly better with two shots and some beer in his system. There was still a long way to go before he found the bliss that he tended to obtain almost every night, each time seeming to take a little more before he got there. "You certainly didn't find yourself a kindred spirit, but I will look out for you... If something more than those two shots are in it for me. I prefer private contracts over work given ones anyways. So I think we can work something out." He stated as the third round was placed in front of them and he motioned for her to take another shot with him, assuming that if she accepted they would have a deal, or at least start the discussions of one. ​

They were almost there, they could finish him off. It would just take a little more effort. Cerdic glanced back at the others to see if they were ready for the one last stand against the creature. However as he turned back, to his amazement it was already down as a figure took the last blow to kill it. Studying the figure closer, he realized that he recognized it. "Well look who finally decided to show up." Cerdic said with a small chuckle, trying to pretend like he hadn't been worrying over Chrys this entire time. It was Chrono, or rather Aevum that reminded him that they couldn't stand there and catch up. "Right. Mora, get between us, we will get you to safety." Cerdic called to the girl, figuring it was the best way to escort her, the safest way to get her to a safe place. And now with one more person to help, Cerdic certainly hoped they would able to make it to the other side without a problem. He swatted at a few of the closer smaller heartless. Some fled from him, others he killed, but it was enough to make room to walk at least. ​

There was just one more, and Tinarah was ready to deal with it to the full extent that she could manage. Holding up her keyblade she tried to cast the spell she did before, this time on herself. Her keyblade wouldn't react however and she didn't know why. Freaked out she tried to hold her keyblade in front of her and guard herself from the attack. However the heartless was quicker and stronger compared to Tinarah in her injured state. As the heartless made contact, Tinarah let out a short scream as she fell backwards. Her mind flashed quickly through several scenes, the first being of two men, standing over her, her hands were bound, her keyblade lay behind them. Before that scene was resolved, it flashed back to another, when she was a few years younger. She was laying on the ground face beaten so badly it was hard to recognize her as her. Again before the part where someone stepped in to save her came, the scene shifted once again. This time it wasn't her that was beaten or injured, instead she was staring at her mother, dead on the ground, blood pooling near her feet. She could vaguely hear her father instructing Chrono to take her and run. Then it went blank as her mind was left wondering, was this how she was finally going to die.

Tinarah barely caught the sensation of falling, then being cold and wet. She was unconscious before she sunk beneath the waves, where water forced it's way through her mouth and down her throat. Though her body flinched and tried to react, Tinarah's mind wasn't there to hit the panic button, wasn't there to try and get her out. There was no knowing how far she sunk or when someone pulled her up. The bright light from the water barely made her stir as she tried to breath, constantly sputtering up water and choking more than breathing, she wasn't dead at least, but she wasn't with it either.​

As she walked away, Dayla could hear something happening with the man on the boat. It was an effort of will not to look back, not to want to see if everything was alright. She couldn't change her mind again, she could sense there were eyes on her as she walked away, probably judging her actions as it was. She didn't really want any other reason for people to be looking her way, so instead she forced herself to keep walking back to the Tavern, but not before looking over her shoulder. "If you need a dry warm place, I might just know a nice cute tavern you could come to, home to all sorts of outcasts and freaks." Dayla told them. One already would know where it was, so she wouldn't wait around. Instead she quickly made her way to the bar to see the chaos that would surely be waiting. There was a pause and a deep breath before the lock clicked in the door and Dayla let them swing inwards. ​

They were so close, they were almost there. A few more attacks. Aislinn took a deep breath and then looked towards Kel and gave him a nod, getting ready to go. With that she took her last attack.

Aislinn used Fist Bump​

Well it seemed that they were doing pretty well, and Sark was getting desperate. Seeing her companions doing so much damage at once made Aislinn feel the need to step up her game. She did challenge them to a battle of sorts over who could do more. Given that, she chose not to use another attack right away but take a moment to use another ability she discovered she had in this form. All she was was bits of Data, and Data could always be changed and increased. Focusing her energy, that was what she did, as she upgraded her own systems, before looking at the particularly injured Sark, just in time to see him charge up another set of moves.

The first hit made it's mark on Aislinn, but she managed to grit her teeth and push past the pain enough to dodge out of the way of the second attack. "Nice try." She said with a bit of a wicked smile. Sure she liked to think of herself as a good person, but even good people needed a place to get out there attitudes, and one big baddie was just the place to embrace that side of her. Holding her keyblade with both her hands she watched as Kel and Stratos prepared their moves before moving in herself. Jumping at the giant man, Aislinn wasted no time starting an onslaughter of attacks in various crossing motions as she slashed the man, before taking up her place once more across from her team.

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They were nearly too late. They nearly failed their jobs as guardians as Sark reached for the final destination. However with his fingers... or whatever you would call the data that created him, reached for it, suddenly Tron drove his lightcycle into the way. A smile spread across Aislinn's face, rather happy and proud of how Tron managed to deal with things. Of course this sent Sark into the standard villain rant about how he was going to kill them, ans such things. That only gave Aislinn time to prepare herself and steady her legs after getting off the light cycle.

Summoning her keyblade to her hand, she stared down Sark as he finished his talking, and actually attacked. Aislinn tried to raise her keyblade in time to block the attack, but to no avail. She supposed the giant version of the Sark that faced her down would hurt, but she had not expected it to quite hurt that much. She looked to her companions to see that her partner of last time, Stratos was also hit in the attack, however he was still standing and going strong. On top of that his partner healed him. Kel on the other hand chose to attack, perfect. "So Kel what do you say we show these two what we can do? Can't let them have all the fun can we?" Aislinn winked at Stratos, like it was a challenge, a way to push them in a safe way. With that Aislinn turned to Sark. She was going to start this battle off with bang. While she felt like she wasn't useful enough during the light cycle battle, now was her chance to actually shine.

Cherry blossoms started to fall around where Aislinn stood as she inhaled deeply. Her eyes narrowed at Sark, while he might have been giant, this move had never failed her before. As she exhaled there was a burst of energy as she shot forward bringing her keyblade up in a swipe towards him, landing on the other side as the cherry blossoms settled on the ground. Breathing deeply she looked to Sark to see if he felt the pain, then to the rest of her team and gave them a nod, to do their worst.

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