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Nathan managed to let go off the stone sword just before Laeigh's sludgy body mass consumed it, the demon itself laughing maniacally. Rooting his feet firmly into the ground, Nathan pushed his hands outwards, then brought them swinging upwards. Two giant rock pillars rose from the ground, and Nathan began spinning his wrists for velocity. Laeigh reared up, twin balls of dark energy encircling his fists, when a voice cried, "Stop!". The slightly translucent spirit of Hitori rose rfom the ground between them, and everyone froze at his sudden appearance. "Can't this be settled in a less violent way?", Hitori asked, putting on his best monk face, "Can't we just play a nice game of Omok or basketball to end this fight?". Laeigh raised an eyebrow. "Basketball?" he inquired. "Okay, just Omok then.". Nathan and Laeigh looked at each other, then Laeigh began charging up again. "Alright, alright! What about chess? Poker? Memory cards? Ah!", Hitori cried, ducking as one of Nathan's rock pillars flew at him. "Hopscotch! Ring Around the Rosies! Super Smash Bros. Brawl?!", Hitori cried in vain, jumping out of the way as Laeigh created a sizable crater with one of his energy blasts. They paid not the slightest bit of attention to him. "Ugh...I hate the physical world.", Hitori groaned, and waved a hand dismissively. Out of nowhere, a heavy, black cloth fell over Laeigh's head. Nathan, knowing he could not fight such a strong opponent, realized his chance to flee. By the time the cloth had been ripped to shreds, Nathan was far away and Laeigh was staring daggers at Hitori. Chuckling nervously, Hitori ran so quickly a silouette of his body was left behind.
Nathan had returned to Howler's Peak, rebuilding the part of the cliff that had broken away, and trying to clear his mind. Suddenly, someone jumped on top of him. Whipping around, Nathan bound the person to the ground with ropes of stone, and pointed a rock sword at her throat. It was a girl, struggling wildly. For her to be able to sneak up so close...she was a skilled assasin indeed. Transforming the sword into a club, he knocked her out cold and formed a stone cocoon around her. He looked up. Something else was there. "Hello there! Are you that Silent chappy?", Hitori asked, floating slightly. Nathan did not so much as look at him, and walked away with the girl slung over his back. Hitori followed him, futilely trying to make conversation. "That was some pretty good fighting you did back there. Are you a...what are they called, uh...burrow spirit?", Hitori asked. Nathan grunted. Hitori took that as a yes. "Can you turn into a badger, like that last burrow spirit did?", Hitori asked. Nathan grunted again. "Right...nice day, isn't it?", Hitori commented, whistling slightly. Nathan looked at him incredulously. It was one in the morning and pitch black. "So...where are you going?", Hitori asked. Nathan pointed to the distant treetops far ahead, a vein going off in his forehead. "Ellinia. Nice place. Green place...what's in that thing on your back?", Hitori inquired. At this Nathan snapped. Bowling Hitori over, Nathan's skin began sprouting fur. Mouth turning into a muzzle, nose becoming a snout, Nathan changed alarmingly fast into an American badger. Hitori laughed as Nathan snarled at him, teeth bared. "So you can turn into a badger!", Hitori exclaimed. Nathan growled, and, not bothering to become human again, stalked off, jerking his head to get the rock cocoon to float on his back. Hitori sighed. "Not a really friendly chap, is he?", he muttered.
Kevin wrote this chapter.... Hitorihyuuga...