Two jabs come together at one point. Each combatant trying to over power the other. Gallows tried his other hand, but it was countered just the same with the two pushing against the other to gain the upper-hand. Kiev grinned and pulled Gallows towards him and tossed the Baskar into the nearby metal wall. A hard hit, but Gallows was known for having a hard-head, so the impact was not so intense.

Kiev glared at the other man. "Devastate!"

"Devastate!" The two similar attacks meet and the two men are thrown aside.

Kiev lets out a cackle. "Your arcana is pathetic. I can't believe it's real."

Gallows stood up with a stagger. "What…do you mean by that?"

"I never had the capacity to use arcana." Kiev explains. "The guardians never really liked me."

"Then…how?"

"Do you see these gauntlets on my arms? They allow me to forcefully tap into the guardians' power and use arcana on a whim." He put his arms up in display. "It is far stronger than your own. I am a true master of these abilities. You have inferior arcana compared to mine."

"Pheh. Mock ability is pathetic." Gallows scoffs. "I never cared as much as you seem to about arcana, but…I still am willing to kick your ass to prove what real arcana is all about!"

"Bring it!" Kiev moved forward and punched Gallows across the jaw sending the Drifter backwards. However, Gallows was back in action quickly and drew his ARM only to have it kicked aside before he could get a full grip on it. Before Gallows could look back there were two hands in his face. "Ready…to feel my arcana full force?"

"Slow down Jet!" Virginia shouted as he came to a stop.

"You really should shut your big mouth." He groaned.

She whacked him on the back of his head. "How can you say rude things right now?"

"You know he's right though." The two Drifters looked to Sweet who came from the shadows ahead of them. "Virginia."

Virginia looked to the woman and gears began to turn in her head. "Sweet…Ryoga." She swallowed. "Never expected to see you in this place."

Jet lingered to the side. "Who…is she?"

Before she can answer Sweet stepped in. "Your girlfriend and I go way back to childhood days in Boot Hill." Jet blinked. 'Girlfriend'? "Pheh. You had a way of always being better than me. Always looking more beautiful than me…and you're a tomboy! How do you think that makes me feel? I hate that you were skilled, beauty, and brains."

"I never felt that way at all." Virginia protests.

"Of course you didn't." Sweet spat back. "I've been waiting a long time to show how much better I am than you now."

Jet heard some clattering above them. He looks to Virginia. "I don't have time for your reunion." He moves forward. "I WILL see you later then." He left it at that and ran ahead for the top of the tower where he knew McCoy to be. Virginia looked back to Sweet.

"Transcendent the Blade!"

"Traversing Blade!" The attacks collided and blew the metal stairs apart sending debris every which way. Two beings clashing blades three times before departing as more debris fills the air. The stairs torn apart and broken Emilia jumped to the second floor with Shingo following right behind her. Emilia can see that for every move she has he had an equal or opposite movement. She runs forward.

"Tornado!"

"Twister!" The room blew each of them across the hall and throwing them into the wall roughly. They were quick to jump back up as Emilia lashed out at the man who jumped away from every attack as his nickname 'Duck' implied. The two finally come to a stop in order to stall for each to form a new strategy. "I'm impressed by your skill Emilia…but…you had a larger battle when we fought ten years ago." Emilia gasped as she took in that. They had fought before she had lost her memory. That was not good for her, being that Shingo now had the advantage. She had to change her whole tactic now.

"You…may have seen the old Emilia fight…but I'm a whole other person and I'm truly more vicious than that old me."

"I can tell that." Shingo admits. There was no time before Shingo ran forward and began the dance again. Emilia dodging all of his attacks with just enough room. Emilia let her anger take over and with each of her arm assaulted the man who was able to run from each one. When she got close enough to attack she did and he blocked for once, but even with more strength behind her attack and both arms he was able to easily block it even with his one right wrist. Shingo was quick to kick the woman away and she let out a Transcendent the Blade as she fell through the air upside-down. Shingo was quick to dodge it by bouncing off the walls and Landing letting out a Twister quickly. Emilia landed at the last minute and let off her Tornado as a last defense, but it was pointless and the woman was flung into the wall and still was cut-up slightly by the sharp winds. As she began to sit up she was met by Shingo who stood before her. "Ready for the ultimate of the East Winds?" Emilia jerked herself to attention as the man readied his blade. "7-Strike!"

Emilia got to her knees picking up her blade. "X-Strike!" The Traversing Blade in the shape of a '7' numeral collided with Emilia's similar attack in an X shape. As the winds collided Emilia burst through them, much to Shingo's amazement. "You should use your left arm!" She shouted as she lashed out as the floor came apart and much of the only parts of it were on a slant. She let out to swings of her blade that Shingo was able to get away from. "You're wasting a good arm!" She shouts as she dashes forward slashing the left arm that was in question as bandages fell apart in the air slowly. Pieces of metal falling around her eyes snapped open. She stumbled back slowly. "You…that,"

"It was a fake." Shingo admits removing what was left of his fake metal lower arm. "Merely hanging metal." He glares. "It's only fitting that you cut it off from me once again." Emilia trembled. She had no memory. No memory at all. Sweat fell from her forehead. She could see the past memory now. "Sad…that you can't recall that." He runs forward at her. Throwing his blade down to he ground. "Gale Force!" From the ko-kissaki of his blade that he touched to the ground comes a swelling gale of winds that rush forward at the still startled Emilia.

Emilia begins to be lifted from the ground she snaps back to the situation. "Gale Force!" She placed her own sword to the ground and the winds were cancelled. She grins. "Shuriken Screamer!" She tosses forward multiple shuriken knives that missed Shingo fully and the man let them pass him by.

"Gale Force!" Shingo sent his wind attack for Emilia again now that she was off-guard, but as he lets it out it stops as a groan passes from his lips.

"You're a fool to use an attack and not know all about it. The winds you use comes by your ability to manipulate the air around you. All the wind comes from all around you." She berated. He staggered a bit. Shuriken knives sticking from his back. "I threw them so that they'd be facing me while in air. I felt that you'd try another Gale Force. When you did that it brought them flying back for you."

He trembled at his lips. "I-I will not lose like this! Not to you! Not after so long!" He took his blade tightly in his one hand. "I have sworn to kill you. Gale Force!"

"Not again." She sighs. "Gale Force!" The two wind attacks fall apart and cancel one another. She lets lose a Transcendent the Blade on the rebound as Shingo follows with a Traversing Blade that is cancelled just as well. It seemed desperate now. Emilia had him weakened with the earlier attack to his back and he was still going strong. He knew her old moves, but those were still old moves. There had to be a way for her to win. She had before it would seem, being that she cut off his left hand at the elbow. Then she recalled the innocent 'Quack!' Jet let out earlier. His nickname was 'Duck'. She lunged forward with multiple attack as Shingo, on his instincts, ran from every one of the attacks. It was still pointless at the moment.

"Just give up!" Shingo argued as he knew he would win since she is the one who will become the most tired just swinging her blade around like she is. It was this moment that a shuriken knife flung at him and he moved aside.

"Fengalon Claw!" Emilia used the move she just made up and darted at an angle at Shingo's right side ripping it apart leaving behind three claw marks and thin red lines in the man's side. Not fatal, but it was painful. She lands perfectly behind him as he drops he loses his grip on the tsuka and drops to the ground on his back embedding the knives in his back further.

He thought he was dead, but he still breathed. None of his injuries would kill him he found as he monitored his wounds. He looked to Emilia. "Y-You…didn't kill me? You won't?"

"I don't know who I was in my old life, but I'm no killer today." She remarks putting her blade away. "If you want to die…do it yourself. If it's seppeku I will cut off your head if you want after you do the deed." She walks to the man's fallen sword and drops her own to the floor. "Maybe you've lost your way. You think the East Wind will save you when you want. Go ahead. Your skills won't save you." She turns away. "I'm taking your sword. Maybe you'll learn that the sword doesn't make the wielder if you change your weapon and see the truth."

Shingo let out a groan. "What…are you saying?"

"Get stronger. We'll meet again until your satisfied. Just not today." She walks away intent on catching up to Jet and the rest, though, she isn't aware just yet that there is only Jet to catch up to.

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I just want to say…that Emilia's battle ended sooner than it was meant to. It was supposed to end in Scene Five of this act, but I have to move it up so that she can battle someone else. In the original story there was one more character. So…I need someone to take the role of two.

Just so you know, Kiev is some sort of sauce or something. I don't really know too much about it. Duck is a type of sauce I get with my Chinese food. I just love making characters named after something. There was the line of characters I made named after card games, and there were the characters with countries being their names…well…twisted forms of country names. I'm not going to call someone Nepal, but a guy name Pal sounds good.

Anyway…I'm just talking because it's been a slow day…research paper. Do you think I'll get an 'F' on a research paper if I don't even know what I researched or what the thesis was now in hindsight?

I'm so screwed…I hate college English. All we do is non-fiction garbage.