The Saints Strike

[Maliciferum]

Roxa had stopped moving...could it really be that easy? Malice decided to go for it. "Time!" Malice said, freezing everything in the sphere of darkness in time. Malice illuminated hundreds of tiny fungi and walked up to the motionless Roxa. "Poor child," he cooed,"everything is an illusion. Your hopes...your friends...your life itself..." Malice raised an arm, thousands of thorns appeared in the air all around Roxa. "...shall fade." Malice released time, allowing the thorns to fly straight at Roxa.

[King Roxa Hiaten]

The thorns stopped again in mid-air but Roxa had control of his body again how was he doing this? "Ave what have you done...?" he asked looking around at the thorns before reaching out to touch one, a thick solid wall blocked his way, he had created a protective sphere around himself with air! He could wonder how it worked later for now he had other things to worry about, he turned to face Malice "Well Weed, what was it you were saying?!"

[Ryhart Creedence]

As he recovered he noticed her slash at him. What's she doing? She's too far away... The White Magic quickly followed. Before he could return to a defensive position. The magic made contact with his left shoulder, he fell back down. On his knees, clutching his shoulder. He looked up at her. "Magic?... How noble is magic?..." He said in aggravation.

[Maliciferum]

"All is destined to fade, merely to be swept away by each moment!" Malice put emphasis on moment, and the sphere of darkness exploded. Roxa and Malice were thrown apart as dark magic washed over the battlefield like a tsunami.

[King Roxa Hiaten]

Roxa was thrown backwards, he slammed into Gensayce Zidjiai sending them both tumbling to the ground before sliding a few more feet and grinding to a halt in a small patch of flowers, he was not unconcious but his breathing was heavy and he showed a reluctance to get up "I do not understand..." he muttered "How did I do it...?"

[Gensayce Zidjiai]

Gensayce was sent sprawling onto the floor with a loud clatter before rolling to a halt with his helmet laying a few metres from him, standing up straight he picked up the metal helm and took a few steps towards the boy who had knocked into him, he recognised him as one of the Saints but something seemed different, he had a look of acceptance about him, almost as if he knew now what his path was.

Turning around Ryhart was fighting a girl and looking back to Roxa he pulled on his helm, leaning down he picked up the boy and started walking towards Ryhart, he stopped incredibly close to the warrior and spoke aloud "Ryhart leave the girl be, I do not think they should be here..." he spoke next to Roxa whom he held in his arms although he looked across at Alessia "I'm going to put you down, take the girl and leave the battlefield" he said "No mercy shall be shown here and you both seem to falter in your loyalty to this cause, it is unnessecary for people like me, Ryhart, Aya and Riliath to have to kill you if you do not need to die" He rested Roxa onto his feet.

[Maliciferum]

Malice's fall was broken by tree branches that lovingly caught him and set him on the earth. "Maybe that wasnt such a good idea..." he thought. Malice had flown all the way to the other side of the battle field, where Aya and Kain were fighting. "Oh my..." was all he could say.

[Ryhart Creedence]

Ryhart turned his head to look at Gensayce. "Don't you see? They will not just leave the battlefield. They fight as if they have something to prove. . ." He groaned as he stood back up on his feet. Dropping the sword held by his left hand. Turning back to Alessia, "Though I have to agree, I do not have Qualms fighting you. But killing you is a different matter all together. Please... just leave..." He stood defensively. "If not, I will kill you....."

[Gensayce Zidjiai]

"They do fight as if they have something to prove... but they do not" He looked back at the Saints "Let me tell you, whether or not you had an army behind you Duo would still have trappeed you, he may have simply killed you instead, either way you have no-one left to fight, do you believe killing the current generation will help you gain revenge? Ending war with war leaves a dark void which only war can fill, end it with peace and that void will fill with peace and prosperity, we are giving you two that chance now... please accept it"

[Alessia]

"Roxa..." Alessia said running over to him, she knew he really didn't care for Kain's plan but what about herself? She hadn't really thought about it for she just followed Roxa. And that's what she'll continue to do. "Do you really want to leave?"

[Ryhart Creedence]

Ryhart grinned slightly at the girl walking away. He looked back at the battle, trying to find a new opponent. Good... She is gone. One less Mage to deal with..

[Maliciferum]

Malice glided gracefully over to Gensayce, Roxa, and Alessia. "Your cause is an illusion. You have been trapped by a hatred that is not your own. I implore you, do not give in to this madness Kain and the others have created." Malice was genuinely afraid that this would not end well.

[Ryhart Creedence]

Ryhart stopped in his tracks, turning around he looked at Malice. "Very nice speech, but there is one thing you do not understand. In order to end this once and for all. The necessary people have to die, whether it be self inflicted, or death by someone elses hand. Some will not let this feud go, they will continue doing what they are doing. Murdering, Kidnapping, destroying... sometimes. The only way to stop madness, is through more madness...." He said in a calm tone.

[A.B.A.]

As A.B.A. continued to battle fiercely against the blond girl she could feel her blood pump faster than it had before. Even faster than when they had challenged the Golden Army. Thousands of men and women fighting together were so predictable, and easier yet to destroy once you disrupted them. Yet here true danger sprang from every corner of the battlefield. A.B.A. flinched as she caught Aya's crossbow pointed at her once again, offering only a grateful nod to Kain as he deflected it from her before focusing on the girl again.

She was fast, too fast to be just a magic wielder. As they skirted around the battlefield it took more than a few tricks to keep her at bay. A.B.A. had originally thought it best to disrupt the mages of the Heroes to prevent long range attacks should they manage to capture the buxom girl, but Jasmine, as she had heard her called, proved to be more than skilled in the magical arts.

"You're quite strong young one. Very skilled indeed. I trust you don't intend to stop to have your man help you?" A.B.A. teased in her monotonous tone, leaping back from another strike as she shifted her weapon into a staff to vault over Jasmine, using the air time to strike with a katana and wakazashi in a spinning slash.

[Bartholomew]

Bart shoved Riliath away as he was hit in the head. He looked at him, and pulled out his giant sword. The giant started to move, and Bart jumped on the giant's shoulder, as the giant's free hand gripped the sword and started to slid his hand across the sword.