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		<title>BrittanyPanthas at 14:27, 19 May 2013</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she spoke now, there was no stutter, no stammer, just serene confidence,&amp;#160; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the Destroyer.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;.&amp;#160; One hand removed her glasses, folded them, and tucked them away&lt;/ins&gt;. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she spoke now, there was no stutter, no stammer, just serene confidence,&amp;#160; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the Destroyer.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>BrittanyPanthas at 22:37, 17 May 2013</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;HAH!&amp;quot; Souji yells, adopting an offensive stance again as he takes slow steps towards Akari. He doesn't /need/ to be near you to kill you. &amp;quot;The righteous? How pointless. Might doesn't make right. It just makes more might.&amp;quot; Akari makes her impressive countermaneuvers to stop the incoming assaults from his associates, but he doesn't seem to be put out by the lack of a smoking crater. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Power without control is pointless.&amp;quot; Souji pronounces. &amp;quot;You waste too much time and energy. You are going to be crushed... And then maybe, at least, you will listen to reason, Seran.&amp;quot; He lashes out, a hand clenching and creating another massive thunderclap that sends Seran flying, before he repeats his Murasame Sword Arts to cleave away the earthen armor Seran is using. He will do this as much as he needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;HAH!&amp;quot; Souji yells, adopting an offensive stance again as he takes slow steps towards Akari. He doesn't /need/ to be near you to kill you. &amp;quot;The righteous? How pointless. Might doesn't make right. It just makes more might.&amp;quot; Akari makes her impressive countermaneuvers to stop the incoming assaults from his associates, but he doesn't seem to be put out by the lack of a smoking crater. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Power without control is pointless.&amp;quot; Souji pronounces. &amp;quot;You waste too much time and energy. You are going to be crushed... And then maybe, at least, you will listen to reason, Seran.&amp;quot; He lashes out, a hand clenching and creating another massive thunderclap that sends Seran flying, before he repeats his Murasame Sword Arts to cleave away the earthen armor Seran is using. He will do this as much as he needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Alma Hyral is dumbstruck as every single one of her attacks is... deflected by her fists. So much so that she doesn't predict the wave of friction heat which lashes out at her. It strikes her, and she screams in agony. Her robes actually catch fire for a moment.. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then the fire simply snuffs out, as the flames are simply absorbed into the yellow aura around her. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But even though they were absorbed, the damage was already done. Her focus was shattered. And she'd need time to regain it.. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; A glance sidelong to Souji. He was hurting too. She couldn't fail here.. Akari might kill them all if she did. She went up, higher, and higher. And then she'd just settle there in mid-air, taking the time to regain her focus, that state of serenity. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then she'd raise cross both her hands, pressing her palms backwards, as a giant array appears in-between them. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;DESTINY LIES IN MY HANDS, STOP TIME! GALAXY STOP!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; From her hands, sprang forth what appeared to be a tiny galaxy of stars, which rotated around rapidly, and then all of a sudden, expanded forth into a giant sea of stars all around the street. And everything.. stopped, but her. In this state, she couldn't actually harm anything, or leave the confines of its effect, she could move around. And so she did, moving down as she went. Zipping around, she snaked in and out of the sky, back and forth, creating different patterns from before. And when she stopped... the galaxy retracted suddenly, and faded. Everything started to move instantly. Except all the sigils were set up in advance, at point blank range to Akari, making her more vulnerable to the strikes. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Eight sigils joined together, which were in the shape of the constellation of a proud Hunter, from the world of Manhatten. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Transcended &lt;/del&gt;Huntsman, may your arrows &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;harry the beast of the Destroyer&lt;/del&gt;.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Seven sigils join together, in the shape of a great cart, from their world. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Odin's Wain, carriage of the First Blade, &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;may you always &lt;/del&gt;trample the minions of the Destroyer underfoot.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And at point blank range, they all exploded as one around Akari in a flash of light just as brilliant as before. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Be Judged.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Alma Hyral is dumbstruck as every single one of her attacks is... deflected by her fists. So much so that she doesn't predict the wave of friction heat which lashes out at her. It strikes her, and she screams in agony. Her robes actually catch fire for a moment.. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then the fire simply snuffs out, as the flames are simply absorbed into the yellow aura around her. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But even though they were absorbed, the damage was already done. Her focus was shattered. And she'd need time to regain it.. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; A glance sidelong to Souji. He was hurting too. She couldn't fail here.. Akari might kill them all if she did. She went up, higher, and higher. And then she'd just settle there in mid-air, taking the time to regain her focus, that state of serenity. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then she'd raise cross both her hands, pressing her palms backwards, as a giant array appears in-between them. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;DESTINY LIES IN MY HANDS, STOP TIME! GALAXY STOP!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; From her hands, sprang forth what appeared to be a tiny galaxy of stars, which rotated around rapidly, and then all of a sudden, expanded forth into a giant sea of stars all around the street. And everything.. stopped, but her. In this state, she couldn't actually harm anything, or leave the confines of its effect, she could move around. And so she did, moving down as she went. Zipping around, she snaked in and out of the sky, back and forth, creating different patterns from before. And when she stopped... the galaxy retracted suddenly, and faded. Everything started to move instantly. Except all the sigils were set up in advance, at point blank range to Akari, making her more vulnerable to the strikes. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Eight sigils joined together, which were in the shape of the constellation of a proud Hunter, from the world of Manhatten. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Orion, Transcendant &lt;/ins&gt;Huntsman, may your arrows &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;find their mark&lt;/ins&gt;.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Seven sigils join together, in the shape of a great cart, from their world. &amp;lt;br /&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&lt;/ins&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Odin's Wain, carriage of the First Blade, trample the minions of the Destroyer underfoot.&amp;quot; &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &lt;/ins&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And at point blank range, they all exploded as one around Akari in a flash of light just as brilliant as before. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;/ins&gt;Be Judged.&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;/ins&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Okay, this girl is crazy. That six arms thing is really giving me the creeps.&amp;quot; Raine commented lightly, rolling his neck about as he spoke. He didn't seem to be taking this all that seriously despite the danger and various lightshows being thrown about. &amp;quot;But you're right. Time to turn things up a notch.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The moment he said that, his left eye immediately flared up, the white sigil inscribed where an iris usually would be glowing intensely. So much so that even slight movement of his head left a trail of red in it's wake. &amp;quot;Eye of Judgment; activated!&amp;quot; Grinning wildly, almost enough to match Akari's crazed posturing, he raised Laevateinn, gripping the handle with both hands tightly, a demonic aura funneling off of the surface of the blade. He spared one moment to glance at Souji, adding a single comment. &amp;quot;I'd get out of the way. Fair warning.&amp;quot; That said, Raine turned his attention back to their opponent. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;THIS is what I can do!&amp;quot; And without wasting anymore time, Raine dashed forward at high speed, getting right into Akari's face with a trail of red following before he spun his sword, glimmering with dark energy before stubbing it into the ground between then. &amp;quot;Let the darkness carry you away!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And immediately upon doing that, the point of impact created a violent burst of dark energy and spiraled upwards, threatening to carry the girl with six arms into the air before crushing her against the ground mercilessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Okay, this girl is crazy. That six arms thing is really giving me the creeps.&amp;quot; Raine commented lightly, rolling his neck about as he spoke. He didn't seem to be taking this all that seriously despite the danger and various lightshows being thrown about. &amp;quot;But you're right. Time to turn things up a notch.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The moment he said that, his left eye immediately flared up, the white sigil inscribed where an iris usually would be glowing intensely. So much so that even slight movement of his head left a trail of red in it's wake. &amp;quot;Eye of Judgment; activated!&amp;quot; Grinning wildly, almost enough to match Akari's crazed posturing, he raised Laevateinn, gripping the handle with both hands tightly, a demonic aura funneling off of the surface of the blade. He spared one moment to glance at Souji, adding a single comment. &amp;quot;I'd get out of the way. Fair warning.&amp;quot; That said, Raine turned his attention back to their opponent. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;THIS is what I can do!&amp;quot; And without wasting anymore time, Raine dashed forward at high speed, getting right into Akari's face with a trail of red following before he spun his sword, glimmering with dark energy before stubbing it into the ground between then. &amp;quot;Let the darkness carry you away!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And immediately upon doing that, the point of impact created a violent burst of dark energy and spiraled upwards, threatening to carry the girl with six arms into the air before crushing her against the ground mercilessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she spoke now, there was no stutter, no stammer, just serene confidence,&amp;#160; &amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the Destroyer.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she spoke now, there was no stutter, no stammer, just serene confidence,&amp;#160; &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot;&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &lt;/ins&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the Destroyer.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>BrittanyPanthas at 22:34, 17 May 2013</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she spoke now, there was no stutter, no stammer, just serene confidence,&amp;#160; &amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Destructor&lt;/del&gt;.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she spoke now, there was no stutter, no stammer, just serene confidence,&amp;#160; &amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Destroyer&lt;/ins&gt;.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>BrittanyPanthas at 15:22, 17 May 2013</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;HAH!&amp;quot; Souji yells, adopting an offensive stance again as he takes slow steps towards Akari. He doesn't /need/ to be near you to kill you. &amp;quot;The righteous? How pointless. Might doesn't make right. It just makes more might.&amp;quot; Akari makes her impressive countermaneuvers to stop the incoming assaults from his associates, but he doesn't seem to be put out by the lack of a smoking crater. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Power without control is pointless.&amp;quot; Souji pronounces. &amp;quot;You waste too much time and energy. You are going to be crushed... And then maybe, at least, you will listen to reason, Seran.&amp;quot; He lashes out, a hand clenching and creating another massive thunderclap that sends Seran flying, before he repeats his Murasame Sword Arts to cleave away the earthen armor Seran is using. He will do this as much as he needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;HAH!&amp;quot; Souji yells, adopting an offensive stance again as he takes slow steps towards Akari. He doesn't /need/ to be near you to kill you. &amp;quot;The righteous? How pointless. Might doesn't make right. It just makes more might.&amp;quot; Akari makes her impressive countermaneuvers to stop the incoming assaults from his associates, but he doesn't seem to be put out by the lack of a smoking crater. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Power without control is pointless.&amp;quot; Souji pronounces. &amp;quot;You waste too much time and energy. You are going to be crushed... And then maybe, at least, you will listen to reason, Seran.&amp;quot; He lashes out, a hand clenching and creating another massive thunderclap that sends Seran flying, before he repeats his Murasame Sword Arts to cleave away the earthen armor Seran is using. He will do this as much as he needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Alma Hyral is dumbstruck as every single one of her attacks is... deflected by her fists. So much so that she doesn't predict the wave of friction heat which lashes out at her. It strikes her, and she screams in agony. Her robes actually catch fire for a moment.. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then the fire simply snuffs out, as the flames are simply absorbed into the yellow aura around her. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But even though they were absorbed, the damage was already done. Her focus was shattered. And she'd need time to regain it.. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; A glance sidelong to Souji. He was hurting too. She couldn't fail here.. Akari might kill them all if she did. She went up, higher, and higher. And then she'd just settle there in mid-air, taking the time to regain her focus, that state of serenity. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then she'd raise cross both her hands, pressing her palms backwards, as a giant array appears in-between them. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;DESTINY LIES IN MY HANDS, STOP TIME! GALAXY STOP!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; From her hands, sprang forth what appeared to be a tiny galaxy of stars, which rotated around rapidly, and then all of a sudden, expanded forth into a giant sea of stars all around the street. And everything.. stopped, but her. In this state, she couldn't actually harm anything, or leave the confines of its effect, she could move around. And so she did, moving down as she went. Zipping around, she snaked in and out of the sky, back and forth, creating different patterns from before. And when she stopped... the galaxy retracted suddenly, and faded. Everything started to move instantly. Except all the sigils were set up in advance, at point blank range to Akari, making her more vulnerable to the strikes. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Eight sigils joined together, which were in the shape of the constellation of a proud Hunter, from the world of Manhatten. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Transcended Huntsman, may your arrows harry the beast of the Destroyer.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Seven sigils join together, in the &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;shaOdin&lt;/del&gt;'s Wain, carriage of the First Blade, trample &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;forth&lt;/del&gt;.&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &lt;/del&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And at point blank range, they all exploded as one around Akari in a flash of light just as brilliant as before. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Be Judged.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Alma Hyral is dumbstruck as every single one of her attacks is... deflected by her fists. So much so that she doesn't predict the wave of friction heat which lashes out at her. It strikes her, and she screams in agony. Her robes actually catch fire for a moment.. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then the fire simply snuffs out, as the flames are simply absorbed into the yellow aura around her. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But even though they were absorbed, the damage was already done. Her focus was shattered. And she'd need time to regain it.. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; A glance sidelong to Souji. He was hurting too. She couldn't fail here.. Akari might kill them all if she did. She went up, higher, and higher. And then she'd just settle there in mid-air, taking the time to regain her focus, that state of serenity. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then she'd raise cross both her hands, pressing her palms backwards, as a giant array appears in-between them. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;DESTINY LIES IN MY HANDS, STOP TIME! GALAXY STOP!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; From her hands, sprang forth what appeared to be a tiny galaxy of stars, which rotated around rapidly, and then all of a sudden, expanded forth into a giant sea of stars all around the street. And everything.. stopped, but her. In this state, she couldn't actually harm anything, or leave the confines of its effect, she could move around. And so she did, moving down as she went. Zipping around, she snaked in and out of the sky, back and forth, creating different patterns from before. And when she stopped... the galaxy retracted suddenly, and faded. Everything started to move instantly. Except all the sigils were set up in advance, at point blank range to Akari, making her more vulnerable to the strikes. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Eight sigils joined together, which were in the shape of the constellation of a proud Hunter, from the world of Manhatten. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Transcended Huntsman, may your arrows harry the beast of the Destroyer.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Seven sigils join together, in the &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;shape of a great cart, from their world. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Odin&lt;/ins&gt;'s Wain, carriage of the First Blade, &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;may you always &lt;/ins&gt;trample &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;the minions of the Destroyer underfoot&lt;/ins&gt;.&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;quot; &lt;/ins&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And at point blank range, they all exploded as one around Akari in a flash of light just as brilliant as before. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Be Judged.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Okay, this girl is crazy. That six arms thing is really giving me the creeps.&amp;quot; Raine commented lightly, rolling his neck about as he spoke. He didn't seem to be taking this all that seriously despite the danger and various lightshows being thrown about. &amp;quot;But you're right. Time to turn things up a notch.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The moment he said that, his left eye immediately flared up, the white sigil inscribed where an iris usually would be glowing intensely. So much so that even slight movement of his head left a trail of red in it's wake. &amp;quot;Eye of Judgment; activated!&amp;quot; Grinning wildly, almost enough to match Akari's crazed posturing, he raised Laevateinn, gripping the handle with both hands tightly, a demonic aura funneling off of the surface of the blade. He spared one moment to glance at Souji, adding a single comment. &amp;quot;I'd get out of the way. Fair warning.&amp;quot; That said, Raine turned his attention back to their opponent. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;THIS is what I can do!&amp;quot; And without wasting anymore time, Raine dashed forward at high speed, getting right into Akari's face with a trail of red following before he spun his sword, glimmering with dark energy before stubbing it into the ground between then. &amp;quot;Let the darkness carry you away!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And immediately upon doing that, the point of impact created a violent burst of dark energy and spiraled upwards, threatening to carry the girl with six arms into the air before crushing her against the ground mercilessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Okay, this girl is crazy. That six arms thing is really giving me the creeps.&amp;quot; Raine commented lightly, rolling his neck about as he spoke. He didn't seem to be taking this all that seriously despite the danger and various lightshows being thrown about. &amp;quot;But you're right. Time to turn things up a notch.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The moment he said that, his left eye immediately flared up, the white sigil inscribed where an iris usually would be glowing intensely. So much so that even slight movement of his head left a trail of red in it's wake. &amp;quot;Eye of Judgment; activated!&amp;quot; Grinning wildly, almost enough to match Akari's crazed posturing, he raised Laevateinn, gripping the handle with both hands tightly, a demonic aura funneling off of the surface of the blade. He spared one moment to glance at Souji, adding a single comment. &amp;quot;I'd get out of the way. Fair warning.&amp;quot; That said, Raine turned his attention back to their opponent. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;THIS is what I can do!&amp;quot; And without wasting anymore time, Raine dashed forward at high speed, getting right into Akari's face with a trail of red following before he spun his sword, glimmering with dark energy before stubbing it into the ground between then. &amp;quot;Let the darkness carry you away!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And immediately upon doing that, the point of impact created a violent burst of dark energy and spiraled upwards, threatening to carry the girl with six arms into the air before crushing her against the ground mercilessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she spoke now, there was no stutter, no stammer, just serene confidence,&amp;#160; &amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &lt;/del&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the Destructor.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she spoke now, there was no stutter, no stammer, just serene confidence,&amp;#160; &amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the Destructor.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Souji Murasame]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Souji is fast. Akari is faster. The punch strikes Souji's head, glancing off of his jawbone as a testament to his own speed. He steps backwards, rubbing the purpling flesh for a moment. &amp;quot;It isn't arrogance if it's true, Seran.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He raises the Murasame Blade's sheath, and grips the handle. &amp;quot;Come, Murasame. It's time to feed.&amp;quot; With a blurred movement, he unsheathes the weapon, the black katana emitting a roar of wind as he lashes it through the air. The power catches Akari and sends her flying, crashing through the wall with a loud splintering noise, where tempest winds toss her back and forth. Souji launches himself out of the hole and spins, landing neatly on the street below as he raises the blade. Lightning lashes outwards, crackling in whiplike trndeils as it crashes down around Seran. &amp;quot;If you will not listen, I will beat sense into you.&amp;quot; Souji says, simply. &amp;quot;The situation is too serious to allow you to run wild and indulge your selfishness.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;s&lt;/del&gt;&amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the Destructor.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Alma Hyral]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Did I mention how /terrified/ Alma was of Akari Seran? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And she didn't.. she didn't really want to fight. She would not let Souji battle this monster alone, however, and she had attacked Souji. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Tira, this is for you...&amp;quot; She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating, focusing. Letting her mind slip into that realm of serenity that she'd practiced upon. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; As Akari crashed into Souji Murasame and Souji blasted her through the wall. Alma was already on the move, this state of hyper focus heightening her response. A yellow blur moved past both Souji and towards Akari. While Akari was still in the midst of freefall, that yellow blur would zip around in a circular pattern above her. And then below her... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; And then that blur ceased in it's movements, hovering just a few inches above the cobbles below. Above and below Akari were now five circular sigils on each side of her. Inside each were shining yellow magical arrays. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When she &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;spoke now, there was no stutter, no stammer, just serene confidence,&amp;#160; &lt;/ins&gt;&amp;quot;In the beginning, at the heart of all that exists, came forth the light of the Creatrix..&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five arrays above Akari were joined in a circular pattern by lines of energy. The arrays would retract upon themselves, and form a great column of light above her. Penetrating right through her suspended form with the purifying light of creation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FFD700&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;quot;But light always casts an equal shadow. And so came the Destructor.. Dark from Light. Light from Dark. All was in balance at the dawning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The five below Akari would be joined then, and each would turn, like five mirrors, refracting the light from above, and aiming them straight at her heart. While Akari may not have had significant darkness in her heart, she would feel a burning sensation as the light attacked that directly. Seeking it out, and attempting to use.. for lack of a better term /infect/ it. To try and quell her rage, to beat back the darkness, to bring Order out of her Chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Raine Arland]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; At first it looked like they were going to talk Akari down and everyone would go out for drinks-- ..Nah, what was he thinking. He didn't bat an eye the moment that rather violent girl backed up her words with her actons, flying straight for Souji and beginning to mix it up with him. &amp;quot;...Well crap. Looks like fists really /are/ gonna fly at this location.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; But the biggest question here was...was he part of this mess? He was right in the middle of it. Check. He was dangerously close to the proceedings. Check. He didn't particularly relish the thought of dying under the feet of clashing titans. Check. Alma just joined the fray. Check, check, check. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I guess there's no choice.&amp;quot; And with that, Raine held an arm out, forming a bloody magic glyph onto the floorboards that gave rise to a pitch black blade, spikes jutting out one side. The cursed blade; Laevateinn. &amp;quot;You owe for this!&amp;quot; He called over to Souji before joining in on the action. &amp;quot;You look like someone who takes beatings for a living. So I guess you won't mind if I join in on the fun, huh?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Not about to wait for an answer, the dark swordman gripped his cursed sword and lashed outwards, sending forth a circular array of bloody, demonic energy. Once it got within acceptable range of Akari, he held the blade back and parallel to himself. &amp;quot;Ignition.&amp;quot; The projectile then exploded in a burst of energy. More effective than just slinging random projectiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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