So where was I? Right, you guys are probably wondering what happened to us now that I had a talk with the other Horsemen. Funny thing is, we haven't really had that talk yet with everyone. We all had this mutual understanding that we would have to save this for later, so everyone decided to stick to training, which we've neglected on. Of course, I'd have to give the order to train. I've just had so much homework in each of my classes that I wanted to nail my head to a wall and cry. Conquest wouldn't let me have any of that.
Conquest: Okay, one round of training Pip, then we have to finish your studying for Statistics.
Me: One round? Come one, can't we go for more? I want to figure out how best to group you guys into team attacks and shit.
Death: Come on Pipsqueak (I'm taller than you), you're just saying that to get out of your studying. The only reason why you want to keep going is because you want to skip out on your homework.
Me teasingly: Maybe I should be taught by Death instead of you Khan, she appears to get my attention better. (A comical amount of steam erupts from his ears)
Conquest: HOW DARE YOU INSINUATE SUCH A THING? THAT ME, A STRATEGIC MASTERMIND AND GENIOUS CAN'T TEACH YOU BETTER THAN A GIRL WHO IS OBJECTIVELY NOT AS SMART AS ME?
They start arguing over who should tutor me for about a minute before I concede that I'll study more if Conquest and Famine could get a sparring match in. So, it was decided.
Me: Conquest will fight Famine. By the order of my role as the Agnum, I have removed Restriction Power Seal 10 on your abilities. Conquest and Famine fight until you have exhausted your powers. Do not trespass on anywhere that isn't the road. Any violation of these rules will result in the immediate relinquishment of your powers until a later time as punishment for violating the act of Power Restriction Seal 10. Do I make myself undeniably clear?
Conquest and Famine: Yes, your magnificence. Your directive is our command.
And, they transform. Conquest gains the giant broadsword I caught a glimpse of when they were arguing. He gains a Knight's armor with complete plating, yet I feel it was aerodynamically designed by the Gatekeeper to move fast as shit. A contradiction, as a slow ass weapon and a fast motherfucker can't possibly mix, unless of course, the user is fast.
Famine gains a hood and turns into a skeletal being. He stares at Famine with an empty skeletal head, devoid of eyes and any emotion. He pulls out his battle-axe spear combination and twirls it before setting it in a spearman's stance. He wears a hood, and has nothing but bones underneath. Again, I reckon that whacking at the bones isn't going to hurt him at all. This makes me think he can only be killed by spirit hurting weapons.
They charge each other, with Conquest slashing like a hurricane and Famine parrying to keep up. He deflects and explodes the tip of his axe-spear (I really don't know the technical term for that) to successfully dodge each of his hits.
Conquest is ruthless, but methodical. None of his movements are wasted, and every bit of his energy is designed to finding a weakness inside Famine's defense.
Famine goes on the offensive, separating himself from Conquest with a slash. He goes for a lunge, which Famine dodges easily. What he doesn't expect are two kicks flying at him. Conquest deflects the first kick to his head with his arm. However, Famine uses this as a decoy kick, spinning counterclockwise to clock (hehe… clock) him with a kick to the left side of his face. I should probably mention that Famine is really fucking good at combining decoys into his attacks. He's developed a very complex fighting style consisting of attack moves with hidden decoy moves disguised as real moves.
They go hours and hours of fighting, longer than Death and War. Conquest's defense is too strong for Famine's offense to penetrate. And Conquest isn't strong enough to break Famine's heavy blocks. Death and I started up a conversation about the guns I've got, with War joining in occasionally and adding pointers about how to use them properly.
Me: It's getting quite dark again. Conquest, Famine, relinquish your powers. Restriction Power Seal 10 has been implemented once more and no further fighting is to be done on my behalf.
Conquest and Famine: Yes, your magnificence.
Me: Okay, I'll speed this up. Famine, you have to work on your defense. You focus too much on offense and leave yourself with only the option of deflecting and blocking. Conquest, for a guy who's very smart, you're not as creative of a fighter as I would've asked. For some extra moves, I require you to read the manga call Berserk and start to work on some of your move sets. I can't just have you swinging your damn broadsword in the same predictable movements.
War: Yeah, well we know which of us wants your broadsword, Pipsqueak.
Death proceeds to punch War in the face, while furiously maintaining that she thinks no such thing. I pat her on the shoulder, which only increases the teasing of War. She slaps his arm, with him running away from her around the house.
Me: HEY, DON'T BREAK ANYTHING. What a pain in my ass.
We walk inside and take a break for the day, thinking that we've exhausted ourselves quite enough. I think after some studying, we're going to have that meeting we should've had. War and Conquest have to come to gain a complete understanding of their situation, Conquest and Famine have to get along, and Death has to be reassured she has friends. But, I have to go for studying first, as I have to get through some tests before I can get through these guys.