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    (( Due to lack of movement in the RP and the fact that I have only one thing to do to move things along, I'm going to be interrupting the tournament. Whether or not we decide to continue it post this event will be at your discretion. ))


    [Tobias]


    Too much time had past for me to just remain sitting here, drafting impossible spells. "I won't wait any longer!" I shouted at Quincy, which was more along the lines of talking to myself. "I've been waiting for this since I figured out the pattern, having to delay any longer will make me go even further insane. I'm executing the plan now, with or without my rational mind."


    "You're being an impatient idiot." The hallucination chided, being quite insulting. "If you try to do it and the participants realize you've pulled one over on them before they are properly fatigued and roughed up, you'll have to deal with a lot more resistance. Are you really willing to kill anybody in your way to reach your goal?"


    "They already killed Fiora and you." I added, nearly out the door already. "I do not want anybody to die trying to fruitlessly stop me, but I will not hesitate to kill any and all who get between me and revenge." I left the small library, although Quincy caught up instantly since he's just an illusion to myself. There weren't many paths around the tournament grounds, but almost anywhere could be accessed by utilizing the Labyrinth. Since I had summoned it, the living maze bent it's halls to suit my destination: the main arena.


    The hyperbola-shaped colosseum stood taller than most like it, my viewing pavilion being near the middle height-wise. I watched the battle between The Vampire and the Robot, their movements slow and non-hostile. It was more along the lines of watching two old friends catch up, but I didn't really have the time for that. Snapping my fingers, the cloth 'shaders' (( I wasn't really sure what the word for this was. They are large pieces of fabric designed to block out the sun. )) ripped away, revealing their frame were parts of a specially crafted magic circle. All five arenas had this, although the center one was the largest obviously. It technically was not the world's largest arcane array, since the old interior wall of the Central City had an engraved runic pattern that would summon spiritual guards to protect the inhabitants. Either way, this would do perfectly in order to cast a single ritual. People in the audience slowly drew their attention toward the rigging above them, the enchanted alloy rods glowing with energy.


    "Sorry to interrupt your duels, my warriors, but I couldn't wait to display the fruits of my labors." I announced, mimicking it to all of my clones and having the air carry our voices so anyone on the grounds could hear. "Long ago, I traded my ability to sleep for a single spell, one that would open a doorway out of Aer. That is how I escaped. Unfortunately, it is impossible to cast it again without the perfect energy to area ratio, so returning has proven difficult until now. Those pipes are part of a grand spell called the Infinity Focus. It allows me to completely control all of the magic that it overlaps. This includes every participant's, every spectator's, as well as the natural forces. Inside of this zone, I am the controller. So, to hold up my end of the promise, I will open a portal back to Aer. Some of you, starting with the furthest section of the crowds, will begin to feel your energy drained. Don't worry, for you will be hosting my return to Aer. I made a promise to destroy the Tainted, but what better way is there to remove these weeds than by digging up their roots?"


    With a flick of my wrists, the true show began. Lights danced around the audience, slowly sucking away the untapped energy they possessed. I wouldn't need the power of the stronger few, such as the Fallen Angels, until my connection began to become more and more unstable. The focus shimmered into view, swirling with the potential power I had at the end of my fingertips. Unfortunately, I'd never get to utilize this strength for myself, but opening the ultimate rift would be good enough for me. Having the winds support me and carry me up into the air, a deep blue circle appeared just above me. Keeping this open was the responsibility of the audience. Flying through it, I could feel the air humming with power that was always lacking in Eternia. I almost got whiplash just from the atmosphere difference.


    "Titaint." I declared, now in the Divine Dimension. "You will die today."

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    (( You know, if we've got four arenas for regular matches and we don't care about NPCs, non-Fallen Angels can duke it out in there to speed it up. Next match for the Nomies is Glaive vs. Tak. Fallen is Garret vs. Rogan ))

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    [Tobias]


    Could the answer be as simple as Golemancy? For millennia, sages have been animating objects in order to serve simple purposes, such as maintaining gardens, fighting off intruders, and aiding in arcane studies. However, due to the magic inside them acting as little more than an artificial soul, it wasn't unreasonable to think that using a more complex variant or perhaps an actual soul would create an advanced version. Resurrecting my sister as a puppet was by no means my intention, but if I could get a sort of anchor on where her spirit was, it wasn't a stretch to think that I'd be able to locate where in Hell she was. I was, admittedly, completely unfamiliar with the inner workings of forbidden magic such as reincarnation, but such bridges would be crossed when I get there. Visiting Fiora was step one, but bringing her back to life in her entire glory would be more difficult.


    "You're completely insane." A familiar voice rang with a tone of admiration for my psychotic actions, as well as a bit of spite. "Stop trying to play with the spirits of the dead, it's completely unethical." I could feel the presence of someone standing in the corner of the messy library, watching my every move.


    "You should know, seeing as you're dead." I said. The person was none other than Quincy, my deceased apprentice.


    "Well, since you're slowly losing your mind you have unconsciously created a sort of entity to act as your rational brain. It's similar to what that Whistler guy does." He explained, sitting down on a nearby table. "Your subconscious brain decided that I'd be the perfect figure to host your rational thought. Don't consider me separate from yourself. I am merely a medium for you to access that side of yourself without having to question your sanity."


    This delusion made even my most insane moment sound like bliss. I worked a few things over in my head, thinking about every possible benefit. "In a nutshell, you're saying that you are a terminal to my brain. I can simply seek advice from you to figure out what I need to do..." Without any time wasted, I scrapped my former spell project. I'd need to rework everything anyways, plus I'd be able to do it in a more efficient manner now that Quincy was here. Since he was nothing more than a figment of my imagination, I wouldn't be able to seek his council in front of other people, for risk of actually being considered to be insane. Anyways, the spell parchment was fairly large due to the need for a more complex format. "I am going to, as you know, make a spell that will replicate this scenario whenever I need it. Being able to think clearly is something that would aid my research."


    "Just so you know, I can't answer any questions that you don't or shouldn't know the answer to. My cache is the same one that you pull from, so just think of me as a second you. Twice the brain power only at the cost of being insane." He said, sweetening the deal even further. To test out how useful he was, I activated a wide range detection spell and returned to drafting. Knowing what I wanted, Quincy began reading off various results from my sonar. "The Vampire and the Robot are going to be fighting. Zicka and Alice have yet to begin. Garrett's emotions are raging. I could go on, but I, no, we've proved the point."

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    (( So, just in case you guys weren't aware, there are few times were I'm reading a post without Google Translate open in a different tab. Some words I just haven't had the pleasure of learning yet, so it's quite fun to get to see vocabulary that is foreign to me. Mad Man, your post was at the point where I just copy/pasted the whole thing in, and even then it didn't make much sense. Your upgraded vocabulary is fine and all, but using it at every chance possibly is both excessive in general and frustrating for people without a background in English. ))


    [Demi]


    Watching Myron fight Fiora made my stomach twist, accompanied by a wave of nausea when the latter of the two was maimed. I knew that most children of Dimitri went overboard in terms of combat, but unnecessarily killing an opponent was too much. Sure, I knew that Myron'd be pulling something that would catch Tobes' attention, but doing that was just too much. It was for nothing anyways; Tobias was too strong for any form of magic we could produce. Maybe it,d be best for me to just focus on the competition and my own matches. Zicka and Alice were the two up next. Alice, if I recall, some sort of Mutant-Taint-Thing that humanity's least favorite god created. Zicka, on the other hand, wasn't a name often spoken in Aer, so I had very little information on him.


    [Fiora?]


    So what happens to the dead when they die? Nobody has ever really looked into it. Sages young and old have tried to contact the spirits of the deceased, but it was usually just a bunch of hoaxes. 'Hauntings' were merely fluctuations of energy caused by strong emotions, which could be linked to people who died there or previously held strong attachment. On the other hand, Philospher's have theorized for ages what would happen when you died. Would you become a spectator, cast away to oblivion to watch from afar? Or were you sent to boil in a lake of sulphr for eternity? Nothing could prepare me for the truth behind Hell.


    From what I could tell, the Underworld was broken up into three sections. One was for those who lived righteous, relatively sinless lives. It'd be easy enough to call it the Afterlife, since it gave it's residents a chance to live peacefully. The second was for those who experienced a more neutral existence. They wondered around forever, hoping to find meaning in their now worthless time. The third, obviously, was the home of those who had sinned against the world. Fallen Angels, as the prime example of sinning against the gods, got a one way ticket right to the bottom. Judging me took no time; I was sent to be tortured for every moment for eternity. Lovely. I saw people who had been so disfigured, they hardly looked human anymore. One man was having to try and sow their skin back together while a demon ripped away at his flesh, which almost made me lose my spectral stomach. My punishment seemed light, but I could still tell that I'd go insane soon enough.


    Isolation has been proved to be an efficient torture and interrogation technique. Cutting someone off from the world can make them lose their grip on reality, questioning their very existence. I was forced into a small chamber, smaller in each measurement than I was tall, forcing me into a ball. The walls, however, displayed scenes of my failures, of my death, and of the day I lost my brother to his hunger for knowledge. This would be a looong eternity.

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    [Tobias]


    I left a clone at the Fallen Angel arena, along with remaking the others since the connection they had to me broke when I... Lost control. The library in the lodging was in tact, all of the books I had Quincy read open to the last page he had been on. Several coffee cups had been lying around, littering the floor with their scented waste. Until the tournament neared it's end, I had no reason to stick around and watch.


    "I heard what happened from your mother." Someone said from behind me, the rasp, dry voice having the nature of if a ghost were talking to you. When they moved around, there was the rattling of bones that gave away the identity of the speaker. Zona, the Goddess of death, had sent an illusion of herself to speak with me. "A'thery told us what you're planning. I've come to make a deal and I can only pray you'll accept. If you, call this off, I'll show you how to open the gateway to Tha'um, or Hell, as people down here call it. I don't know if it will help; maybe you'll get to speak with your sister and grieve, perhaps you'll meet your apprentice once more."


    "Tha'um is one of the dimensions of Sin." I replied, not turning toward Zona, but rather clearing some space on a drafting table. "You know that I, while still being a full-fledged god, cannot enter. You suggesting this is the same as planting the seed of giving up my immortality in order to speak to the dead." I pulled out some parchment and a Mana Quill, a rather old fashioned way to plan out spells. Racking my brain for the correct symbol language, I began to write out different sigils. A spell to bring back the dead was impossible, although I had a contact who was usually able to do the impossible. "When you head back to Aer, tell my mom to visit instead of sending a messenger. I want to talk to her about my optical issues."

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    [Tobias]


    I had snapped. "No,no no no no no. It's all a trick, isn't it?" I asked, undergoing a bit of hysteria. I could feel my head spinning and with it was my ability to stabilize my magic energy. I needed to get everything under control or my plan would get screwed up. However, I wasn't really in the right mind at the time, so focusing on calming down was nowhere near the top of my priorities. "That's right, a trick. You killed her but can fix it, right? Fix her! Bring her back to life!"


    Demi stood silently nearby, along with the five other Sinners who were holding up the barrier. They had to be in on this too, weren't they? They could heal my sister. It was just a plan, after all, to get to me. They probably wanted me freaking out, and so here I was, freaking out. "Tobes, she's gone. There's nothing we can do it about. Just calm down and pray to whatever God will still lis—"


    "NO, YOU CAN REVERSE IT! I KNOW YOU CAN!" I shouted, losing control over my power. Their two barricades shattered the instant my aura suppressing technique was deactivated. The five Sinners were pushed back like straw figures in a hurricane, the force of my resented too potent for their feeble bodies to handle. "I DEMAND THAT YOU BRING MY SISTER BACK, YOU THIEF!" I screamed at Myron, my confusion slowly converting into fury. Even if it wasn't back to normal, my mind focused and I could at least figure out what on earth to think about. I stretched out my arm and began weaving energy between my fingers, thinking of the perfect spell. "Oblivion Pane." A dark circle appeared around Myron's abdomen, precisely were the Arcolia was located. Expanding the height of the circle was a cinch between my regular energy as well as the anger that burned like the strongest fuel. Technically, Myron killing Fiora was completely inside the rules, but no crime goes unpunished. He would never be able to use magic again. His swordsmanship, while appearing to be pure skill, was also due to a wide variety of buffs, all of which now being destroyed. The Son of Dimitri, killer of Fiora and likely Quincy, no longer had any right to call himself a Fallen Angel.


    "The next match," I announced, clearing my mind, "is between Zicka and Alice."

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    (( "The fight had captured my attention in such a way that I never noticed Myron's crew while they snuck up on me. A similar barrier to what was being used down near the arena, this one made using a fusion of affinities rather than one specific magic, formed around where I was standing." ))

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    (( Scarf, Tobias was actually trapped inside of a second barrier by the remaining members of the Sins. That is where Demi intended to torch him. ))

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    (( Spoiler: Garrett will not be liking Myron much after this post. ))


    [Fiora]


    Myron and I were paired against each other, of course. The one foe who was equally balanced with my brother back in Aer was going to be my opponent. Perfect. The child of Dimitri had grown much more powerful than I remembered him, this comparison being in terms of his power against mine, due to us both now being Fallen Angels. Tobes and Myron would go at it for hours and hours on end, their duels never having a climax until both fell unconscious from exhaustion. They existed as counterbalances to one another, but that was prior to falling to Eternia.


    "Please try not to bleed all over my outfit, would you?" He asked, smugly. I had no words for him, just actions.


    In films, there would be two gunslingers, each staring their foe off. The slightest movement would end in the someone's death. Now, to see who had the faster trigger finger. In terms of speed, there weren't many who could pose a threat to Godspeed. With the spell activated, I bolted to the side, pulling out and extending my staff. The metal rod was light enough to comfortable use in battle, but dense enough to shatter concrete. Spinning the staff was quite simple, but doing so while drawing an array of magic circles around my target was a bit of a hassle. Myron, on the other hand, had done nothing to prepare for combat. Just before I could finish my diagram, I noticed his eyes following me, despite surpassing the speed of sound. Was he able to keep track of me? No, he must have just been watching an afterimage or studying the runes.


    KATING! I had managed to stop moving just inches prior to getting impaled. Myron was following me. He had thrown his sword at me, which buried it's foot-wide blade into the wall. It caused my spell to dissipate, even though I was still technically casting it. This was insane. My foe scoffed at me, laughing at my confusion. "I know Tobias well. His favorite defensive spell is impossible to track unless you're familiar with it." Myron said, taunting me. "I really don't have much passion for fighting the leftover trash, so if you could just surrender, that'd be great."


    "I have no plans to surrender." I stated, standing a bit higher than usual. The clone's pep talk from within the maze still rang loudly in my ears. If I couldn't beat Myron, then that means any Fallen Angel of his power could defeat me and possibly harm my allies. That was a possibility I would never allow. "Oblivion Disc!" Inside the Maze, Tobias had taught me a condensed version of one of his spells, Oblivion Pane. It was a giant circle that would destroy any magical energy that went through it. Rather than attempt to teach me something so costly, he figured out how to make it small enough to not last only a few seconds before sucking away all of my energy. It was no larger than a meter in diameter, but it would serve it's purpose. If I could drain all or most of Myron's power, then the path to victory would be paved.


    Godspeed would not be of use any longer, so I began to break into a sprint toward my opponent. I held my staff tightly and pointed it toward him, the circle of nothingness a short distance from the tip of the rod. Myron was more relaxed about his inevitable doom, choosing to slowly walk toward me. He retracted his sword by summoning a chain and yanking it back. This entire time, I was a fool. I knew I was likely walking into a trap, but this was my only real chance. The hunger for victory blinded me from the real threat: seven people shifting around in the audience. Golden chains formed over the battleground, the links each producing a odd shield. Only one person was maintaining it. When I realized it, I tried to search for what the other six were doing, which was my downfa—


    [Tobias]


    "NO!" I roared from my viewing pavilion. Myron's buster blade had pierced Fiora's abdomen, which forced her to drop to her knees. The Ethereal Barrier was perfectly timed to prevent anybody from intervening, although it wouldn't stop me. The fight had captured my attention in such a way that I never noticed Myron's crew while they snuck up on me. A similar barrier to what was being used down near the arena, this one made using a fusion of affinities rather than one specific magic, formed around where I was standing. Dimitri had to have a hand in this. First, he had Quincy killed, now he has ordered my little sister's execution. "Fi! You can't be dead. No, you can't!" Forfeiting my pride, I fell to my knees and broke into a sob. The overwhelming dread was too much for even my level headed attitude to bare.


    "I'm sorry, Tobes." Said a soft, familiar voice, certainly not one amongst the Seven Sins. I had gathered information on Myron's group, but this eighth person was not one of them. "Myron said that he'd create a diversion, which would give us the chance to stop whatever you have planned. I was never told that they'd... Kill her." It was Demetria, the one who was already cleared of my suspicion. It had to have been Myron that killed Quincy, since he was a son of Dimitri. "We're still going to carry on with our plan. The flames from my Volcanite Flower will eat away at your energy, so please don't resist. It's for the good of the world."


    "Tobes, there's something here I want to grab." A younger version of Demi exclaimed as we were exploring some corner of Aer. I had just figured out Flight and was carrying her around on an adventure to all sorts of places, which included some magma site with a flower she wanted. It was quite rare, so the two of us had made the trip over together. "It's called a Volcanite Rose. It's supposed to protect whoever picks it and whatever is valuable to them." She explained.


    "So it's a guard flower?" I asked, blunt as always.


    She laughed at my silly comment. I placed her down nearby the location we wanted to search. Magma, of course, was basically just lava that was still underground, so I just had to dig up the ground a bit until we found a cavern. Doing that by hand would be a bother. Doing it with Magic, on the other hand, would be easy. Using the air to create a highly refined tornado, I manipulated the wind into an intense drill formation. It wasn't the cleanest of things, since it flung dirt and dust alike into the air, but it worked for what it was needed. We tested several spots for an entrance and finally got lucky just before we were thinking about giving up. A small, circular chamber was presented, most of the floor being molten rock, with nothing but a small 'island' with the fiery flour a we wanted. Mini Me jumped into the cave and, using the air to prevent myself from dying a horrible death, plucked the small flower up. After returning to the surface, I grinned wildly.


    As delicately as I could (since I was dirty and girls don't like dirt on them), I placed the artifact in Demi's hair. "It'll always keep you safe. Think of it was me, but only a few inches large and shooting fire."


    My shocked expression didn't fade at all as the flash all came through my mind. I was about to be attacked with the shield I had given her, yet all I could think about was losing my younger sister. A bird loves it's young, even if they had to throw them out of the nest eventually. That was my relationship with Fiora. Not direct for long, but we looked out for each other. Was it possible for her to be dead? No, Myron couldn't have killed her. No. Impossible.

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    (( Super Minor Timeskip because I'm getting confused aaaaand GO! Due to Mafia's tendency to be inactive, I'll be going in a different order than previous planned, but the fights will stay the same. ))


    [Tobias]


    How long had it been since the labyrinth had been invaded? The day was still young, so there was certainly plenty of time to go through with the competition. Two crowds had gathered in the main arena: the majority of people who had either came here for the sole purpose of spectatating, mixed with the people who had failed to navigate the maze; as well as those I could consider victors already. All of them were powerful in their own way — perhaps not having such power today, nor tomorrow, but the magic of the Labyrinth had chosen them to be worthy.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, I come to you today with a mission." I say, echoing my voice using a fairly basic air spell. "This country has been infested with creatures called the Tainted for far too long. I appreciate the risk you all have made by abandoning your homes for a few days in order to be part of something bigger, and I assure you, not a single one of you is wasting your time. The five brackets will produce the officers for the group I shall form, leaving me to hand pick the remaining members from the competitors. Each person competing will have a chance to be recruited, even if you were to fail on your very first fight.


    "I will be spectating each fight, even as they occur simultaneously. In this large arena shall be the elite bracket that sparked my attention even before leaving the maze." I continued, looking at several people in the competitors' seating. "The first fight in here will be between two powerful warriors named Rani and Ordis. The duel to occur in the Fallen Angel arena, which was specially made to resist wear and tear, will be between Fiora and Myron.


    "There are few rules," I persisted, "the first of which will be: Do what you must to defeat your enemy, nothing more. Overkill is overkill. If someone were to die in battle, then it was their choice to risk themselves. Next shall be you cannot damage the special, runic designs on the ground of the arena. Those are designed to boost entertainment and to protect the crowd, so try not to screw them up. Another thing to note is that any method is permitted, wether it be by magic or by cannons, it's fair game. The audience may not interrupt a battle, which can include, at certain times, cheering to roudily. I look forward to each match, but having one ruined because you decided to tell them to try harder too loudly will not please me. With this out of the way, the fighters can report to their proper places. You have been provided a list of the brackets, so you will know who you will be fighting and when."


    I disappeared, moving at incredibly speed back to my small viewing balcony. Using my cloning technique, four more versions of myself were created to spectate each match. I would, personally, be viewing the Fallen Angel brackets.

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    (( Kumquat sent me several nice layouts for the Tournament, but I couldn't get the website he used to work quite the way I wanted. Here are the brackets. If you don't understand how round 2 would be formatted, it's quite simple. Example: If Fiora were to win her duel and Rogan were to win his, the two would fight in round two. Demi, being an outlier, would duel an unnamed Angel. If she were to win, she would then fight the victor between Zicka and Alice. ))



    Fiora Vs. Myron
    Garrett Vs. Rogan
    Zicka Vs. Alice
    Demi


    Runic Vs. Vlad
    Glaive Vs. Takranos
    Lucy Vs. Ivan (and Bloodhound)
    Rani Vs. Ordis
    Ronin Vs. Will

    [Fiora]


    Godspeed started out as Tobias' way of saving time from doing chores. By infusing himself with lightning, he could boost his speed slightly, which slowly grew into several times his regular agility. My brother, being the genius that he was, taught me his signature technique. I could improve myself to around two or three times when he figured out Godspeed: Mach. Mach, being the measure of the speed of sound, provided a huge improvement to what he could previous perform. He could spend a few minutes doing chores that he would normally have to do over a series of days. During my training prior to the tournament, I finally mastered Mach Five. Who would ever have known that he had adopted the hasty speed of light?


    "To be perfectly honest," Tobes asked, slowing to a stop, "I kind of expected more." He, unlike myself, had not broken a single drop of sweat. It wasn't obvious at first, but by putting together everything I knew about him with his apparent capabilities, it wa no stretch to assume that he could go even further with this new Warp Drive speed. "I had honestly figured you would be a bit more of a fight." Between his arrogance and his strength, I knew there was no room in whatever plan he had for me. I was nothing to him anymore; no longer a little sibling, no longer an apprentice, no longer worthy of his full power.


    I couldn't help but break into a sob. "I... Get it. This test wasn't to see how strong I had become, was it? You wanted to show me how... Powerless I am. I see. You just wanted to examine the gap between us."


    "You idiot." He said, appearing behind me. "This was to show you that I am your older brother. I am stronger than you, and for that reason, I will protect you. You carry my blood, so you must be strong for your friends. I will never let you cry again. Chase your goals as hard as you've chased me, even if they are out of reach." Without leaving any time for thought, the clone put his hand on my shoulder and disappeared.

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    (( I understood about four lines of that. I don't know if it's just strange when I translate it in my head or if it just wasn't clarified. ))

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    [Tobias]


    "It's no problem. You gave me the perfect chance to test my abilities and I apparently passed." I said with a grin. I wasn't happy because I helped someone, but I found immense pleasure when I saw a window of opprotunity open when he asked if there was anything he could do as payment for my deed. "There is something you can do: compete. A child of Dimitri killed my apprentice and the list is pretty small. If you can get the memo out to your friends to be careful, that would be all." Zicka was, from the information I gathered, fairly powerful in his own way. Death was a very, very potent magic.


    Before heading back into the arena, I decided to say one last thing. "Also, when the tournament is over, I'll need you and your pals' help, but we'll discuss that later."


    [Demi]


    "Was that it? I asked myself as I found the exit. The maze was simple enough: deadly traps, occasionally running into other contestants, and horrors from my past. I knew, going into this, that Tobias would try his best to stop me, yet I found myself to be... Disappointed. Anyways, the end of the tunnel lead into an large courtyard. Tobes had really gone all out with his decor. A small reflection pond sat in the center with wisps moving water throughout the air. Bushes were trimmed to the appearance of older Gods, some of which I had read about. From the outside, the arena appeared to be one giant construct, but perhaps he had used some sort of facade to hide six gigantic buildings, one seeming to be a lodging of sorts. A couple people had already finished, seven to be exact. They were all talking near the pond, so I figured now was the time to meet the competition.


    "Hey. You guys sure got here fast." I greeted, giving a light wave as I approached. The group shifted to look at me, but I could only recognize one of their faces: Myron, my half brother. I had heard from Fiora that Myron was the leader of a group called the Seven Sins, so perhaps these were them. My jaw was, admittedly, a bit loose after seeing my brother. "Myron."


    "Lil' sis," he said, calmly, "so nice to see you again. I figured your mother wouldn't let you leave Aer." Something about his aura was odd, almost as if he had been corrupted, or if he had truly became the embodiment of Sin. He terrified me, both now and way back in Aer. Perhaps that was why I found Tobias so appealing. "I hope you and I get to fight. You won't have Tobes to hide behind this time."

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    (( Super sorry for holding you up, Scarf. I also hope you forgive the PowerGaming going on in this post, if you'do consider it that. CJ, I just want to remind you that the Labyrinth, while being made of magic and stone, is indeed a "living entity". It's sort of like an incredibly intelligent Golem or Construct. Rani stabbing it won't be very good for him. ))


    [Tobias]


    "Ah, so it's been working." I commented when Zicka asked if I was able to heal him. He had come to the perfect person, especially after I had been studying and tinkering around with various medicinal magics. "I am currently using something called an Isolation Barrier. It is a sort of force field that will disconnect a segment of space from where it should be. However, anything effected by the barrier will not notice a difference until it is dissolved. I'm able to use a bit of magic energy as a sort of puppet to perform all three surgeries at once. It would be easier in me to not use the Isolation Barrier due to it's cost, but the pain would be so overwhelming that you'd likely develop mental issues. I'm close to being finished."


    While I was trying to remain cool and calm, I was really working up a sweat. My arcane surgeon technique was using concepts such as a needle formed from energy to not cause any pain to Zicka. Inside the Isolation Barrier, his Arcolia was being gently cut open with a steady flow of healing pulses being fed into it to balance with the more harmful waves that were being used to unclog his system and being softly squeezed to help break up the built up gunk, all while another set of hands was slicing off larger packets of waste. It was quite a task, but if I couldn't do it, nobody would be able to perform this surgery. The deed, after several secretive minutes of precise maneuvering, was done. And I doubted he knew until I told him. I continued to push regenerative energy into his system to relieve any possibly pain and, hopefully, jump start his magic energy.


    "I'm going to lift the Isloation Barrier now. If the surgery worked, then you'll be all set. It'll be pretty obvious if it did, because if it doesn't, you'll be screaming your head off." I added, nonchalantly.


    [Fiora]


    "HOLD STILL!" I shouted, chasing my brother at what would seem like instanteous movement to anybody watching. No matter how quickly I could manuever around, the clone was always faster. It wasn't obvious at first, but I soon realized how slow I was in comparison. I was pursuing his afterimage. The real fake Tobias was following me. "Stop playing games, you butt head."


    "C'mon, all you have to do is touch me. Heck, you can use spells or your staff if you' do refer." He replied, appearing back on the weaponry crate. He had given me the perfect idea. He said he could move fast, but not as quickly as light. Lightning, however, travels at the speed of light, so it was worth a shot. Opening up my palm, I began generating a massive amount of electricity in a ball shape. It was highly unstable which was exactly what I wanted. The less predictable my attack was, the less likely he'd be able to dodge. I released a shotgun like burst of energy, which ricocheted off the walls. I figured I had won when a distinct laughter broke the silence. "I liked that." the clone said, calming down. "You actually made me use it. Ever since I left Aer, I decided that every technique I had was weak and required improvement. I present to you..


    "Godspeed: Warp Drive."

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    [Tobias]


    "Yeah, I was pretty popular until I left." I replied, looking away to reflect on the beautiful past I had thrown away for a chance to grow even more powerful, to learn all this world could provide, and to surpass all of my superiors. If I remained in Aer, then Fiora would have grown to be far stronger than even Quincy was. It was a real shame that he passed. Without a doubt, his murderer would be here. I just needed to know who. "For leaving Aer... That's a bit of a tricky subject. I exchanged my ability to sleep in order to be taught a spell, that will allow me to bypass the Aerial Barrier. I can't cast it in Eternia because the spell only works with a certain amount of essence in the air. There is nowhere on this planet with an atmosphere with a high enough ratio of essence to air to cast it."


    I had left Aer years and years ago, but I hadn't slept a single moment of it. It had been convenient at times, as I was never able to be rendered unconscious, but it still felt like a hefty price to leave the prison-like dimension.


    [Fiora]


    Running along the winding path was fatiguing and bothersome, with having to dodge traps and the like added on. Monsters created to test every attribute of my existence were put before me, standing in my way. Each and every one was destroyed without fail. Frankly, I was quite disappointed with my brother's creatures; I knew if he was capable of creating this arena within a week, he could easily bring to life some sort of demon to pose a challenge. The darkness that sat behind grew larger as I traveled, that which was ahead diminished into the light of a torch. All I could think about was finding Tobes and... I don't know. What would I do with him if I were to find him? Ask how he left Aer? Ask why? Slap him? Little did I know that my chance was just ahead. A large clearing appeared, nearly out of the blue. The interior was that of a wooden building with foam floor mats, the walls decorated with elaborated tapestries of battle scenes.


    "I hope you don't mind the decor, I figured having our old training grounds be our confrontation would be suitable." Tobias said, sitting on a crate containing weaponry of all sorts. His hair had, oddly, turned a white color, which contrasted greatly with our formerly shard black hair. We were really brunettes, but he accidentally managed to cover himself in black paint when we were little and it never washed out, so I dyed my hair to match. It was a running joke between us, but I guess that's over now. "I'm not really here, this is just a trick I picked up. By spending a bit of magic energy every few seconds to maintain it, I can have a duplicate version of myself here. When it fade away, it will bring me it's memories. I have yet to fully master it, so all it takes is a simple touch to make it disappear. Getting past will not be easy — you must first defeat my effigy. It can, however, tap into my actual reserves.


    "So all I have to do is touch you and I can get by?" I asked, activating Godspeed. This would be a sinch.


    "It won't be that easy." The clone of my brother said in the stolen voice, standing behind me and whispering in my ear. How he had gotten behind me without me ever noticing his movement was beyond what I could imagine. "I invented this spell. I can travel at just barely below light speed."

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