Demonic Judgement of the Heavenly Sin.

[Zeke Omoihake]

Sensing the storm of steel coming Zeke sent his creations all around him in a cluster. With their flanks only to each other each readied a strike to counter the blades. As Yeligar seemed to take on the brunt of the attack it was substantially easier for each of Zeke's caricatures to slash, parry, and deflect them all.

Yet once more the sting of pain shot through his mind as a pair of blades snuck through Onyx's series of explosions and into his chest. The titan of fire fell to his knees before vanishing from sight.

Two down... not good. Not good at all. Whilst his mind overcame the pain quickly Zeke's body was wracked with damage as it spasmed in time with Onyx's 'death'.

Milicia sheathed her blade and performed the last gestures of her spell as she shouted "Gravaton!". A tiny black bead of energy launched from her fingertip towards the airborne Trucido. Halfway there it started to expand and with it's expansion tried to pull Trucido into it's core as it loomed closer and closer.

This time, we'll make it count. Zeke thought as Musashi and Bang sunk low, ready to fire up in the air at a moment's notice.

[Trucido Damnedblood]

Trucido could fill the pull against his body, and he try to fly against the energy, but it was too great. He grabbed his sword, and tuck his wings around him, making a ball of feathers surrounding him.

[Julie Clementae]

Faey groaned and sat up. She'd passed out with the arrow still in her shoulder and felt very weak. She reached up with her opposite hand and winced as she accidentally moved it slightly. Ugh, what happened?... Woah Her eyes went wide at the sight of Trucido inside a ball of feathers.

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark: Trucido this ends now! *Mark yelled coming up from behind him thrusting his blades right at Trucido's chest.*

[Trucido Damnedblood]

Right before Mark's blade made contact with him, a light flashed within the ball of feathers, and when it died down, something blocked Mark's blade from penetrating his flesh.
"You can't end this Mark!" Trucido said, as he opened up his wings. In one hand, he held Profeta's swords, and in the other, he held onto something that looked like his old whip, but the blades segments were wider, and the overall length of the whip was way longer.
"But I can end you!" He said as he turned to him, and swung Profeta's sword at him, with a red aura around the blade. He used his other hand to adjust the scarf around his neck.

[Kevin Uruhane]

Kevin had fell back from the battle to keep an eye on Trucido's energy spikes, to find any source of weakness in him. He had to have one, otherwise all was lost...

He was distracted though temporarily by a familiar burst of energy from outside...however he pulled his attention away to focus on the fight. When Trucido unleashed this form he found it, there was a change of his energy...redirected from a divine art to focus on this new attack power. He focused in on it and it didn't take him long to figure out what changed...

"He can't heal anymore!" he said to the Heroes, "He's at his most powerful but his defenses are shot, he can't reheal from even a scratch. This is the chance we need, now go! Hurry!"

[Trucido Damnedblood]

Trucido laughed when he heard Kevin making that remark. "So, you finally figure out what Profeta's gift was?" He asked him, as he twirled his whip, "I am kinda glad that you figured it out, just to make sure that my sister didn't married a complete ignorant ass." He removed his scarf, and rubbed the cut that he had received from Gensayce's earlier, with all of his wounds still there. "Sadly, her one gift will not be enough for you." He said, then he return his laugh again, as he swung his whip at Kevin once more.

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark: Whoa! *Mark yelled just barely dodging a deadly blow, he took a step back when Kevin had yelled out about how Trucido can't heal, and as far as he could tell it was true. Mark then charged at Trucido and struck at him four times hoping to cause some damage to him.*

[Gensayce Zidjiai]

Gensayce heard Kevin point out Trucido's inhability to heal and took this as his opportunity, running forwards he swung his spear at the enemy in almost perfect time with Mark but he struck at the opposite angle to him, if he swung high Gensayce swung low and so on, this way they had to hit him at some point didn't they..?

[Trucido Damnedblood]

Trucido did his best to block most of the attacks but he did get nicked here and there. He then looked at Profeta's sword, and grinned. " You know, Profeta is not very strong in attacking, but if she channels a spell though this, its strength is multiplied by 100. Like AEROJA!" He said it, then the sword was covered with a black wind, and when he swung it down, the wind swallowed the entire room, throwing everything in the room around.

[Zeke Omoihake]

"NOW!" The four remaining creations cried out as Zeke saw his opening. Realizing that Trucido could take damage was an added bonus as he prepared his attack. Milicia moved with a pirouette and a wave of her hand, causing a haste spell to cover Bang and Musashi. Don stood lax as he took the remaining decks out and threw them into the air, letting the wind take them and disperse them as it pleased.

Zeke concentrated on the way Bang and Musashi moved. Both fighters with a flair for acrobatics they moved with grace and skill, as if the intense wind was nothing for them. Leaping off of a piece of debris and jack knifing from one of the walls Musashi took to the air over Trucido. At the same moment Bang went fist first through the whirling winds. His gauntlets unlocked and begun to glow with the kinetic energy he collected by striking each obstacle that stood in his way. At last with a clear opening he dove out from under Trucido.

"Let's see you shrug this off!" They shouted to Trucido as Musashi's expanded oar and Bang's kinetically super-charged fists slammed into Trucido's shoulder and stomach.

"Even if it kills me..." Musashi said threw grinning teeth.

"I'll make sure you don't win." Bang followed suit.

With a broad and sweeping gesture of Don's hands, his cards went to work. The seven decks worth had been sent careening through the air to the point where they completely surrounded the room. Once more making them strong as diamonds he brought all 378 crashing down on Trucido. The cards came from everywhere, sending many right through Musashi and Bang in a fatal blow.

It was only through Milicia's eyes that Zeke saw himself once more twitch in mortal pain as two more of his creations died. He could feel his mind slipping as his concentration became nearly impossible to maintain. Only moments after Musashi and Bang disappeared he felt his focus slip away, taking with it Milicia and Don.

Zeke's eyes opened for only a moment before they winced tightly in pain. "Oh... owwwww, oh god." He spewed out weakly through the blood in his mouth. He tried to move, even to merely lift his leg but it was as if every wound his creations had sustained could be felt by his own body. He laid useless on the ground, shifted around only slightly by the Aeroga spell.

Heh, well I can't...can't say I'm happy with how this turned out. Would've liked to have been their to see those guys take Trucido out, but, I think I'm done. I'm sorry Alex, but I don't think I'll be coming back...after all. Zeke closed his eyes slowly, and like one of his own creations seemed to vanish into thin air. His brush, losing it's master and Profeta's power fell through the clouds and down to Allorum.

[Aya Dauzi Invargas]

Ayalan's eyes opened at the massive attack, as he pounded the glass.

"Zeke?! ZEKE?!" He pounded more and more, and watched as he returned to the ethereal world, finally looking down, gritting his teeth. As he realized what just happened, Ayalan's eyes grew less yellow and more white, this bubble seemed to strain a bit.

"...You'll pay for this Trucido"...Aya said to himself, as he pulled his arm back through the hole, and stood up, staring at him.

He seemingly wasn't only pissed, but the spike slipped out of him, and the wound closed up slowly, as he placed his palm on the edge of the barrier.

"...I'll make sure of it.."

[Trucido Damnedblood]

Trucido took a breath after that final assult from Zeke, and he spit out some blood. "Damn you, Profeta... Time for me to unleash the chaos within." He said, then he twirled his whip, "Abandon your hopes of victory, and call me your god, or else face chaos." Hundreds of portals opened behind him, and he looked at them, waiting for an answer.

[Gensayce Zidjiai]

Gensayce was thrown around by the wind but managing to slam his spear into the ground he kept himself routed in place until the buffering winds finally ceased, growling he watched as Zeke slowly faded away and with a pounding of his fist against the floor he looked up at Trucido. Wrenching his weapon out of the floor and spinning it in his palm he glared daggers at the man, no, he was no longer a man, he had passed that line long ago. Staring across at this monster he simply shook his head "You will never understand, I'm sure everyone here agrees with me that we will die for Allorum, not just us but all of the citizens, every last man and woman will battle to their last breath to keep this planet theirs"

He looked at the portals and took a deep breath, he knew that whatever was coming out of those (or into them for that matter) was not going to be pretty, but still he had meant what he had said and he was planning to stick by it. He would face his fate with honour just as he had been told by his father.

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark: You're not a god, Trucido you're just another footprint in history, and just like all tyrants before you, you will fall! *Mark braced himself for whatever was coming, charging up power to act as a defense for himself and those around him.*