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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Fallen's eyes slowly fluttered open, feeling some kind of warmth on her self. She slowly stood up, pain filling her body, only to be pushed back down. She looked to her side, seeing Zelkova was healing her, his hands hovering over her torso./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"You've pushed yourself way too hard. You should rest." Zelkova instructed calmly./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Fallen lowered her head to whatever she was lying on. But her fingers told her what it was. Sand. She turned her head to the side, seeing there was that familiar temple. The one with the glass windows of all the Erpels they have slain. The one that sent them on their journey. Her vision was a bit blurry, so that strange brightness she was seeing from it was hard to figure out./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Is everyone okay?" Fallen asked. "That battle..."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Everyone is fine." Zelkova assured. "Cid and the co-pilot almost drowned, as did you, but we all managed to get you guys out of the water before then. Though, Bereit's a little injured. Well, a little isn't right."br /br /Fallen grew worried, wanting to get up, but it hurt to do that. "What do you mean? What happened?"/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Well, he used a lot of his magic again. His arm doesn't seem to be in the greatest condition." Zelkova explained. "I get the feeling he might lose it entirely if he does it again."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"The thought made Fallen nervous. No, it terrified her. Losing a limb from your own strength? It was an awful thought. And to think it could happen to someone dear to her. Her own guardian. "Will he recover?"br /br /"Maybe. I don't know." Zelkova admitted. "I truly wish I could help him..."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Me too..." Fallen replied. "How much longer until I'm better?" She asked him./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"I have the feeling we have more than enough time to rest. The Erpels won't be coming anytime soon." Zelkova said, though not very confidently./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Okay... thank you, for healing me." She thanked Zelkova. "What's everyone doing right now?"br /br /"Resting. Bereit says we're in for something that'll rival our last battle just now." Zelkova informed her. "Which makes me nervous, but it just means this journey is almost over."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Those words echoed in her head. The idea of this journey coming to an end was motivating, but knowing that they would go back to normal lives... it made her not want to go back. She shook the thoughts out of her head, thinking she should just enjoy the peace while they still had it./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Some time later.../span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Fallen was woken up by the feeling of some cold fingers. Her eyes flickered, seeing Kurve was gently shaking her head. She tried to get up again, feeling soreness, but no pain like before. She looked at Kurve. "How long was I asleep for?"/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Umm..." Kurve stopped to think on it. "It was night time when we arrived. And now it's noon."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Fallen looked at the sky, seeing it was accurate to what Kurve described. She slowly stood properly, stretching, her bones popping as she did. She looked towards the temple, her vision being a lot more clear now. She felt a bit nervous, seeing that brightness that she couldn't see at first. "So what happens now?"/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Bereit says it's time to go through that big portal thing." Kurve answered, pointing to it. "I've never seen Bereit so serious, though." He added./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Fallen's eyes remained on the temple for a few seconds, before she looked back at Kurve. She worried for everyone, but knowing Kurve, he was gonna want to tag along. "Kurve... I might be wrong, but something tells me this is going to be exceptionally dangerous. Are you sure you want to come?"/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Kurve nodded without hesitation. "I wouldn't leave you guys if you asked me to." Kurve answered Fallen. "I may have not been there from the start, but I wanna at least be there until the end."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Even if it means you might die?" Fallen /br /Kurve nodded again. "It's scary, but I don't have anyone to go back to other than you guys."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"It made her feel bad, knowing that Kurve was alone at this point. She gently reached for Kurve and hugged him. "Kurve... I'll make sure nothing bad happens to you." She promised. "As I promised everyone else."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Kurve was a bit surprised by her sudden hug, but he happily accepted it. He hugged her back, leaning his head on her shoulder. They stayed that way for a few seconds, before they both pulled away. "Anyway, we should go see everyone. They're waiting for you."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Fallen nodded gently, as she started standing up, moving her body around. The soreness wasn't the greatest, but it was better than blatant pain. She followed Kurve to the familiar temple, opening the door to be met with a sight that was both scary and beautiful./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"A rift to another world was opened. And five crystals with different colours shining onto the rift. She looked at everyone around her, seeing they all were sitting down, leaning against the walls behind them. "So this is where it all ends, huh?" Fallen asked./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"It sure seems that way." Bereit agreed, his arms resting on his knees. "And whatever's waiting for us is surely gonna be our hardest battle yet."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Is everyone well rested?" Fallen asked./span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"Zelkova healed us, but we're still a bit stiff. But right now... I don't know if we have much of a choice to go now. I don't think it'll stay here forever." Bereit said, his eyes examining the rift before them. "So... if you've got anything you wanna say... say so now." He encouraged Fallen. "Because we've said our peace."/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"strongWARNING: You're about to enter the point of no return. Are you sure you wish to confront the source of the anomalies, the virus and Erpels?/strong/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"strongLet's end this! -/strong/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"strongNot yet./strong/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"While I wish I had something to say... I just want you to know that I will do my best to make sure everyone makes it out alive." Fallen vowed to them, turning in a circle to look at everyone once more./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"You don't even have to say it for me to believe you." Bereit assured, as he stood up. He looked at his left arm, clenching it for a second. "I'm ready when you are."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Fallen nodded as a response, before she turned to look at everyone. "Everyone... I'm honoured to have you all as my guardians. While we're the most unlikely band, I couldn't have asked for anyone better. I love you guys. Thanks for sticking by my side." She told them. Seems she found something to tell them before their final battle after all./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"And I'm glad to have become your guardian." Vanessa spoke up, putting a thumb up. "I'll be there until the end."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Me too." Imbir spoke up. "I never thought I'd find myself in a situation like this, but I can't say there wasn't any good that came of it."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"If it weren't for you, I would have never left the shrine. I would most likely still be there." Zelkova told her./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"While our meeting wasn't the most friendly... I guess we all can't start off on the right foot." Scharf commented with a chuckle./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I was just the same." Tier commented. "But I'm glad I saw against mother's wishes."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"As am I." Folgen added. "I just about was ready to murder you... but I'm glad you saw to spare me..."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"While I don't know all of you that well, I can never thank you enough for what you've done for my village. I owe you all this." Strake said, with a proud smile./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Fallen was happy to hear them say all they did. It really reminded her that she was loved by all of them. She almost wanted to cry, but she held her tears back as much as she could. She looked towards the rift, smiling confidently. "Thank you... all of you. Now... let's go save the world."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"And soon, everyone marched into the rift./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;" person (General)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"And what they were met with was a new sight, but to Fallen, it was familiar. She had been here before. The orange and pink clouds that they stood upon. Had they not known that this was gonna be the fight of their lives, they would have seen this as some kind of dream. But this would be a lot different from Fallen's first sight of this./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The sky was filled with some kind of strange air. A dark purple. They all examined it, Bereit feeling like he had seen that before. It then came to him, the creature they encountered that was a lot more aggressive long ago. Guess now he knew where it came from./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Come, warriors." A deep female voice called out, echoing in the air. They all turned to where they heard the voice. And what they saw was something that they had never seen in their lives./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"A towering deep blue set of armour that sat upon a throne. A pure white throne. It stood twice the size any that would stand before it. It held a zweihander with one hand, the blade planted firmly in the cloud under it's boots. And right next to it, a pure white Erpel, the armour's hand on it's head. It was as plain as it looked, but looks always can be deceiving. "I admire that you've all made it this far. To think a group of mortals such as yourselves can defeat the first Divines. Well, most of you are mere mortals..." The armour looked upon Bereit. "A Lord... to think I could face the last one."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The last?" Bereit asked./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Indeed. Well, you and I are." The armour's voice revealed to Bereit./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Then I guess that means there's only gonna be one by the end of this." Bereit commented, as he then drew his serrated sword. He didn't care to share anymore words. He wanted to end this./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Indeed again." The armour said, as it then gripped the sword tightly./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I just want to know..." Fallen spoke up. "Why are you doing all of this? What will you gain of it? Just... who are you?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"My name? Magda. The Lord of Dragons. Erpels are no exception to what I can control." The armour revealed her name. "I wish to advance mortality into dragons. In their state, it's inspiring to see them make it as far as they have come. But this world, no, the universe is great. We are not alone. And if any are to arrive to this world, they will surely be conquered." The armour then pointed her finger to the sky. "You've seen this, surely. A cursed air that will make those who are weak lose control and grow feral. It may seem cruel, but that is how the strong are found. Where the weak die, the strong will rise and grow into the new race of dragon-kin."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Why do you even care for our world?" Imbir asked. "Surely it doesn't mean anything to you."br /br /"While the world means little, I simply see an opportunity. A people that can become mine. And perhaps, I can even reach throughout the universe." Magda answered. "You see, it's more than just a planet... it's what's out there."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"There was silence among everyone, before Fallen stepped forward, her staff turning into it's ice glaive. "It may be genuine curiosity to explore this... universe you speak of, or a selfish desire to rule, you're going to kill people. And I cannot let you get away with that." Fallen looked at the white Erpel, knowing who that was. "You took Ruhe from us... and I won't forgive you." She pointed her weapon to her./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Magda chuckled, before she would slowly get off her throne, the sound of armour tapping and grinding against it's self. The Erpel stood up right after. She drew her sword, holding it with both hands. "You are all brave. Come, you've earned a warrior's final moments."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Everyone drew their weapons. Bereit and Fallen looked at each other. "I'll take Ruhe, I'll do my best to keep him alive."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"And I'll make sure you're the last lord." Fallen answered, as she set her eyes on Magda./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Set the party to fight Magda:/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"1. Fallen/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"2. Vanessa/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"3. Tier/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"4. Zelkova/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"5. Kurve/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Set the party to fight Ruhe:/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"1. Bereit/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"2. Imbir/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"3. Scharf/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"4. Flogen/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"5. Strake/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Are these parties okay?/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Yes -/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"No/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Party 2, 3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;" person (General)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit, Imbir, Scharf, Folgen and Strake all ran right at the Erpel that was to be known as Ruhe. "Don't worry, Ruhe, I'll do my best to bring you back." He told the Erpel, running his palm along the blade to coat it in lightning./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The Erpel simply roared at him, before it charged at the five that attacked. It went for a body slam, but everyone moved out of the way. Bereit decided to do a brave move and slid underneath it, slashing right at it's gut, landing a deep and clean cut./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The Erpel turned right around and began to shoot a beam of pure white flames, Bereit immediately jumping away, only to see Folgen had summoned Quetzalcoatl to counter attack the beam. And while that happened, Imbir and Scharf had begun firing at the Erpel. They knew their bullets couldn't kill it, but slowing it down could definitely help Bereit and Folgen out./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The Erpel took to the sky for a moment, avoiding any shot that it was given. But Folgen's Quetzalcoatl would give chase with her on it's back./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Gonna shoot 'em down?" Imbir asked Scharf./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He simply nodded, as he then took aim, putting the scope close to his eye, but not on it./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Folgen continued to give chase to the Erpel, her Quetzalcoatl firing balls of lightning towards the beast. However, it avoided them with ease, doing barrel rolls and occasionally circling around them entirely. But eventually, there as a loud bang, as it's wing would get shot. It didn't punch through, but Scharf hit a point of the arm where it dislocated the bones, rendering the left arm useless./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"It spun as it then crashed onto the clouds, no loud thud being made, but the impact looked harsh./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit and the others ran after it as quick as possible./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The Erpel stood right back up, seeing it's enemies were approaching it quickly. It fired another beam of white fire, this time waving it's head left and right to try and hit them all. As it did, Bereit, Imbir and Scharf would run to the side to avoid getting hit./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"But Strake jumped high up and rammed her spear right to the back of it's neck, making it curl it's head back in a roaring pain. It swung it's tail right towards Strake, Strake barely avoiding the strike, the tail scratching her leg. But she stood with her companions, charging towards the Erpel right after./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Folgen came down with her Quetzalcoatl, firing more lightning at it. But The Erpel would fire a beam of white fire one last time, landing a direct hit, making the summon disappear. Folgen began to fall, but Strake jumped and caught her, landing softly on the ground./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Thank you." Folgen thanked Strake./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"We're gonna need another summon." Strake told her. "Do you have anything that could give us an advantage?" Strake asked./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"That was the only one. I have Phoenix, but it doesn't do much for attacks." Folgen answered./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Damn..." Strake cursed. "Well, maybe keep Phoenix in case it goes airborne again. For now, leave it to us." She soon ran right for the Erpel to join the fight once more./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The Erpel faced a lot of slashes to it's person, as well as being hit with bullets and spells that Bereit was throwing at it./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"It was then that the Erpel had enough. It ran back, a speed faster than the others could catch up with. But before they even realized it, they would notice that there was a bright light coming from it's scales, before it turned right around to a screeching halt. It's mouth was glowing as bright as it's scales. It curled it's head back, and then lunged it's head forward, firing a gigantic blast at the party. They all covered their eyes, as well as desperately attempting to get away from the attack./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"While they thought they'd be in for some excruciating pain, they would see that Phoenix was right in front of them, having taken a majority of the blast for them./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Folgen looked back at everyone, having a bit of a sly grin. "Phoenix isn't good in a fight, but it sure can take some damage."/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit laughed a bit. "I worry for your boyfriend if this is what you do to your summons." He commented. He soon began to charge lightning in his hand. "Let's try our best to keep him down..." He then looked at the others fighting Magda, seeing they weren't doing too good. "The others could use our help."/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Say no more." Scharf responded, as he would then take aim./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Imbir loaded a bullet, ready to do some damage./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Alright, let's go!" Bereit shouted, as the group would then run towards the majestic beast./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Folgen took flight on the Phoenix, flying right at it and slamming it's flaming body against it, knocking it on it's side./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"As it tried to get back up, Imbir shot a flash bullet, it exploding right in front of it's eyes and blinding it. It began to swing it's head left and right in an attempt to kill it's attackers. But Scharf shot at it's head from another from far behind, trying to keep it from hitting his companions./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Strake jumped again, dodging the beam, eventually landing on it's back and stabbing into it, causing it to recoil it's head up./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"And Bereit jumped in the air, having a bright and strong amount of lightning charged in his hand, ready to bring down his might. He lunged his hand forward, then shot a powerful bolt of lightning right to the Erpel./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"It knocked it's head right against the ground, not even roaring in any kind of pain. Just a low groan./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit soon landed right next to the Erpel, approaching and hovering his hand over it's open mouth. There was silence, other than the sounds of combat nearby. "He's unconscious." Bereit told them. "Maybe there's hope we can bring Ruhe back."/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Come on, we gotta help the others!" Strake said, as they would soon race for Magda./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Party 1, 3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;" person (General)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Just where the battle began./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Fallen, Vanessa, Tier, Zelkova and Kurve all charged at Magda, Magda just approaching her enemies. Not a breath nor sound was heard from her voice. Just the sound of the metal of her dark blue armour clattering as she held her Zweihander./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Fallen was the first to swipe at Magda, only for her to parry her attack and counter with a blast of magic, sending her flying back./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Vanessa fanned the hammer, bullets only denting or completely bouncing off Magda's armour./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga approached Vanessa, her not letting up on her barrage of bullets. Madga swung her sword right at Vanessa, Vanessa jumping to the side and shooting the pommel of her sword, knocking it out of her hand./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Vanessa stepped back to get some distance, but kept firing at the sword to keep pushing it away./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"You brat!" Madga shouted, throwing a ball of darkness at her, hitting Vanessa and sending her flying and tumbling back./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga ran, her running speed being rather slow for her size, right for the sword, setting her hand out to grab it, but it was knocked away by Fallen's glaive. She then started to swing at Madga, Madga blocking each strike with her gauntlets. She caught the weapon by the hilt, soon kicking Fallen back once more and swiping her Zweihander./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Kurve raised his arms, a white aura surrounding him, before he swung his arms forward. "Comet!'/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga looked up to the sky, seeing one coming right for her. She would suffer a powerful hit from it, one of her arms coming off, revealing... nothing. No flesh or blood sprayed from the lost limb. It was just armour. The arm would soon come back, reattaching to herself. She ran right for Kurve, swinging her sword in an upper swing./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"But Fallen would stop her slash, Kurve having gotten out of the way./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"You're persistent, but it is futile!" Madga shouted, as then the two would swing at each other, their blades clashing and bouncing off each other./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga would then get rammed by a shadowy bull, sending her flying, but recovering mid-air. Tier's bull kept running, Madga cutting it in half. She looked upon her attackers, raising her empty hand, a giant fireball forming above her. Without even saying the name of the spell, she sent it towards them at a great speed./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"br /"Shiva!" Fallen called out. Soon, a great wall of ice would appear, blocking out the great fireball known as flare, melting it a great deal. The wall was removed, Madga dashing to Shiva and ramming her Zweihander right through her chest, Shiva being frozen for a few seconds./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"SHIVA!" Fallen shouted in shock, never having seen Shiva getting hit before. And seeing it now, it was like watching her die, but surely she'd come back./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Shiva looked at Madga, before she would grip Madga and began to freeze the armour, but before she could even get any of her ice on her, Madga ripped her sword out of Shiva, and then gripped Shiva's neck and threw her to the side. "You may throw all you want, it will not save you!"/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Then let's see you take this one, you lousy Tin-man!" Tier shouted, as she would then summon packs upon packs of wolves, and then send them all towards Madga./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga would not be intimidated by her attack. She simply coated her hand in a bright light and then swipe at them all, the shadowy beasts being taken away like they were consumed by the light within her hand./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"You're kidding..." Tier said in disbelief./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Don't lose courage!" Zelkova said. "We just need the right timing!"br /br /"Right..." Tier responded, wondering when they'd get the 'right timing.'/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The party stood right where they were, as Madga would approach them, sword now in both hands./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"They backed away, as if to try and buy time for... anything. Some kind of idea to come from each other./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga brought her sword up, but would then be hit by a powerful bolt of lightning, her armoured head turning to face where it came from./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;" person, the whole party (General)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit flipped his sword in his hand, as he had his party at his back. "It's over, Madga. You've lost."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga looked around her surroundings, seeing there were at least ten surrounding her. She simply chuckled. "Much like you, Bereit... I have power beyond of what you all can possibly imagine. Prepare..." Madga would raise a hand to the air, and would start to absorb the cursed air into her. "To die."br /br /Bereit immediately jumped to cut her arm off, but was immediately blasted back by a bolt of lightning she sent his way, with just her fingertip that was holding her sword./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Any other attempts the other did, it was futile. Madga was getting serious./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"And once all of the cursed air was gone, her armour fell, revealing a pure white beating heart. And a body began to take shape. A deep black silhouette of a muscular body, a kind of shadowy dust emitting from her form. A black so deep, it was hard to understand what they were seeing. And then the eyes formed, right on the head, narrow and white. And soon came a second sword in her free hand, another Zweihander. She threw the blades together, forming a blade that was as dark as her form, and somehow even bigger than what a normal Zweihander would be. The sword was bigger than Madga herself./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Everyone witnessed the new form before them, feeling like they were actually outmatched now./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"But... there was one who knew what he must do. "Guys... get out of here." Bereit said, as he then dropped his sword to the ground./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"What? Bereit, no!" Fallen refused, as if she knew what was to come./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"You guys don't stand a chance... I'm the only one who does. Get to the exit now." Bereit wasn't gonna sugar coat it. He wanted them gone. "Or you're all good as dead."br /br /"But what about you?"Kurve asked. "And Ruhe?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit looked back, seeing all of their worried and tired expressions. He simply smiled at them. "It's been a wild ride." He began to emit as much fire and lightning as he could, his coat slowly dissolving as a result./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit, no!" Fallen repeated, before everyone started to run back. They hated to leave him behind... but it was what he wanted. And they trusted him./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Kurve would push Fallen. "Fallen, we have to go!" He told her. "You don't want Bereit to feel guilty for killing us, do you!?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I can't just leave him behind! I can't!" Fallen refused to listen./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He said we don't stand a chance! I believe him! So does everyone else!" Kurve reminded her./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Fallen looked up at Bereit, seeing how he was just unleashing his magic. She couldn't leave him behind... but, she would be the same if she was in his position. If their fates were switched. She lowered her head in shame, clenching her fist on her staff. "BEREIT!" She shouted. "If you lose... I'll never forgive myself!" She told him. And with all of her will, she turned around and ran for the exit, with everyone else./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;" person (Bereit)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Soon, anything that remained on Bereit disappeared. His form was that of fire and lightning, similar to that of Magda's. His left, fire, and the right, lightning. The sword he once held would be brought to his hand, formed by his own abilities. But two, of the corresponding elements on each hand. "Let's end this."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Indeed." Madga responded, before they charged at each other, their blades slashing and clashing with each other, big waves of force coming from their weapons. Any attack that hit, would cause the same effect, sending the victim flying./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga landed a hit on Bereit's torso, sending him back. She followed with a downward slash, but Bereit blocked it with his swords, right over his head in the form of an X./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He would swing his leg forward and kick at her chest, following up with a cross slash, sending her flying. He flew right after her, swinging for her neck, but she dodged to the side and swung for his back, but he blocked it with his blades once more. He moved back to get some distance between them, charging lightning in his right hand and shooting a big bolt./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga blocked it with her abnormal sword, shooting one back at him, but it was pure black./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit dodged to the side and dashed for Madga, their blades clashing again, but they pushed against each other, their white eyes death staring each other./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"For someone who despises their own abilities, you sure fight naturally." Madga taunted./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I don't find any pride in fighting like this. I took the Erpels down with the magic alone... without the need of the form. If I need my form to beat you... you'll fall like the rest." Bereit claimed, before he amplified his swords, sending them both flying back. "For my companions, the Frozen Hearts, and all of the kids back at Ozean." He slowly rose his left hand, pointing to Madga. "I WILL stop you!"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"We both carry a reason to fight... let us see who's will overcome the other's." Madga said, as she would then begin to charge a great deal of power, her surroundings becoming distorted./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit did the same, his surroundings burning with heat, as well as the heat that was coming from the lightning./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The two charged each other once more, being locked in a furious battle of clashes, explosions, elements colliding and wounds being inflicted./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The attacks slowly began to lose it's speed, eventually the two were brought back to one last collision of their blades, eventually blasting them both back, their weapons being knocked out of their hands./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"In their exhausted state, they both slowly stood back up, looking at each other one last time. Their stares showing nothing but the desire to defeat who they looked at. They stood up, limping towards their enemy./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Suddenly, their forms flickered. Bereit looked at himself, seeing his self turning normal. But when he looked at Madga... there wasn't anything appearing outside of it. Just the white beating heart./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He stopped right where he was, almost ready to fall to his knees in exhaustion./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga kept limping towards him, flickering between forms. "I will... not... lose... I wish... to see... what lies beyond..."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit looked at Madga, as she was raising her fist, charging what little strength she could put into her upcoming attack./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Maybe you're not so different from the mortals..." Bereit realized. "Maybe you're right... we're not ready for anything that might come to us. And perhaps... you aren't either..."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Madga would approach Bereit, ready to swing her fist at him... but she was too late. She disappeared, and all that was left was her heart, landing right to Bereit's feet./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Bereit looked down at it, leaning down and picking it right up. He closed his eyes, gripping it tightly. He burned the heart to ash. "Finally... they're safe..." Bereit whispered to himself, before the clouds below him began to disappear. He began to free fall, letting his exhaustion consume him. From the corner of his eye, he saw Shiva was still there, her moving toward him. But his eyes closed, silence and darkness were all he was able to hear and see.../span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;" person (Fallen)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Her and the party looked at the sky, as if there was something... like some sign that Bereit was out there. But they didn't see anything. Fallen fell to her knees, her head lowering right after. "Is he... is he really gone?" She asked./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"No... he wouldn't leave us like this, right?" Kurve asked./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Well, I don't know anything about the Lords or whatever... but surely it's gonna take more than that to get rid of Bereit." Tier commented. "He's gotta come back."br /br /"Maybe..." Folgen added. "I believe he will return. And if not... at least his death wasn't in vain." She wasn't exactly being great about it, but she was being real about it./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Yeah... I suppose there's that too." Fallen agreed. She stood up, before she turned to everyone. "Thank you... all of you. But we should find a way to get to Ozean. If Bereit would ever go anywhere if he came back, it would be there."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"How are we gonna do that? We don't have an airship." Imbir pointed out./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;"There was silence, the party thinking they were screwed. But then came Scharf, pointing to the distance. "Wait... isn't that the Frozen Hearts?" Scharf asked. Everyone turned to face where he looked. And they would see that it was in fact, the Frozen Hearts./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-weight: normal;".../span/span/p