darkSpyro

OOC: AngelicBeast - that's okay. Nothing wrong with long posts. (I like them. )

Brina rushed at the wolf without thinking, her love for Tus blinding her to any thought of logic. She gave a mighty shout and lunged at the wolf, slicing at it's stomach with her dagger. The wolf turned to her, growling. Brina didn't back down! She backed up, facing the wolf with a fierce frown, ready to kill the beast that would attack her friend. The wolf snarled and barred it's teeth. The two enemies began to circle, facing each other like that, waiting for the first move. "Come on!" Brina shouted, angrily. "Come meet death!" The wolf snapped at her, but wouldn't lunge. He wanted her to make the first move, and in her anger and impatience, Brina complied. She rushed straight at him, leaping into him and pinning him to the ground as he grabbed her shoulder with his teeth. Crying out in pain, Brina dropped her dagger. Great! Now she was defenseless! She rolled off of the wolf into a crouching position, holding her shoulder. Now she was just angry.

Diana rode past the wolf and grazed its back with her sword.

"Alright. I'm just going to go out on a 'limb' so-to-speak and assume you two have never been to Earth. In that case, touch me with....well, your paw...er... whatnot." He frowned. Still awkward with human anatomy. Well, at least I know neck, life-vein, groin, and heart. Technically those are more targets but whatever. Focus, Raieior, focus! Raieior moved closer to them so they could touch them and made ready to enter Earth.

"Why should either Saber or - more importantly - I care?" Katrina laughed, "Honestly, it sounds like a pretty good place for the guy running the thing to be in. Is that all you got for me?"
"..." Saber remained silent, his head low and his tail tucked under his legs and his ears folded back submissively.
"If that's it, I'm outta here," Katrina huffed, her arms folding and her good ear flicking.

Satan growled, obviously this cat and her mutt aren't going to be swayed by the pathetic sob story he was putting on for the rest of them. Maybe greed were these two's weakness. "Hold it, clearly you misunderstand. I'm trying to beat my old slave master so that I can become god of His universe. And of course my subjects would receive glory and power beyond anything they can ever imagine." Satan said, mainly to Katrina.

"Yeah, uh huh," Katrina rolled her eyes, faking a yawn, "I have a tight schedule, bud, so let's get to the point. What are you going to give me for helping you out?"
Saber laid himself down beside her, washing his paw. He privately wondered why this place was so flipping hot, and his tongue lolled in and out of his mouth as he panted with the heat seeping under his fur.

'I'll throw you to my Hellhounds when all this is over...' Satan thought to himself. "I'll give you anything you desire." He answered her.

"Oh, really?" Katrina put her hands on her hips, obviously not impressed, but she swished her tail and stated, "Saber and I have a horse ***** to kill, but maybe we can take some time to see what's going on. What is it that you need so badly you had to open a portal in front of our faces, anyway?"
Saber blinked over at the strange-looking ... thing near to him. He brought his jaws together for a moment before going back to panting.
'Oh, Creation almighty this is way too hot...' he rested his head on the ground, whining miserably.

"I need you to be on the front lines. To wage war against my enemies." Satan said.

"Ohhhh, you need us to kill some people?" Katrina removed one hand from her hip and put it to her forehead, seeming amused, "We can do that - free of charge, too."
"Oh, Katrina, do we have to?" Saber whined, rolling onto his side while panting heavily, "I've had enough killing for- for forever!"
"Shut up," the cat-woman kicked the hound, causing a yelp to escape his lips as he whined and buried his face in his paws, whimpering, "We're doing what I say we're doing, mutt. Don't you dare challenge me again," She turned to Satan, giving a crooked smile, "The name's Katrina, a pleasure to be of service," She gave a small bow, though it was obviously over dramatic and mocking, as if she were making fun of Satan.

'I will laugh as my hounds rip you and your dog to bits!' Satan thought, he knew she was mocking him. "The creatures in white are the ones you need to kill. Make them suffer..." Satan commanded as another portal appeared.

"Touch you? Uhh, okay?" Bobo was pretty confused about this whole touching thing, but the animal seemed confident about it.
He crouched down and placed his and its back. He wasn't sure of it, so he did it cautiously and tactfully, to avoid any offensive behavior it might cause if he suddenly placed his hand there. I'm sure he wouldn't want to be touched somewhere he didn't want to be. Especially somewhere you smashed your hammer on. He turned head to the Felimare, waiting to see if she join in, too.

OOC: Sorry if I used Italics alot. It's just a way for me to differentiate what's speech and what's unnecessary fluff and sometimes actions, soooooooo. Ye. I guess I'll Bold for his speech and Italics for thought from now on.

"Whatever you say," Katrina grinned, and gave her hound another smack, "Get up, fleabag! We're moving in!"
Saber grunted, his side aching from being kicked, and stood up. She mounted his back, sitting comfortably just behind his shoulders. His bridle's reigns were taken up by Katrina, who tugged his head to face the portal.
"Get in there; it's time to do some real damage!" cackled the tiger-lady, and jabbed her heels into Saber's sides, to which the huge wolf launched though the portal. The brightly glowing wolf bounded straight into the fray with the tigress on his back, completely against his will, and quite nervous about the whole idea.

Tealle huffed, not sure if she really wanted to do this, but she reached over and touched her forepaw to the spine of the wolf. She passed her tongue over her nose, wondering what kind of magic the strange little thing would use.

ooc: pffft np

Raieior focused and then they all felt somewhat of a falling sensation. They landed, kind of how an elevator lands and Earth appeared before them. They landed close to where the front lines were. Raieior blinked. "You can let go now."

An angel suddenly appeared in front of some of the kids, although it seemed she only made herself visible to Flame as none of the humans noticed her. She had long, curly blond hair, had gold tints to her feathery wings and was wearing chain mail armor with some heavy golden steel armor. She glared daggers at Flame.

"Oh...What sort of magic was that?" Tealle looked around, removing her heavy paw from the hound, "Hold on di- did you bring us to the battle!?" The Felimare seemed quite frustrated, "Where even are we - oh dear me that smell! I'm drowning in the smell of blood here!!" She lifted a paw and covered her nose with it, hissing with anger. This certainly wasn't what she wanted! She didn't even get a chance to know what is what - and she certainly wasn't prepared for running into battle. She had no armor, no clue what the surroundings were like, and no information on the battle plans whatsoever. This was like a war nightmare.
'What did I expect from a dog?' she let out a low growl-like hiss as she cast her gaze around, her fur spiking out with sheer fear and outrage.

Katrina laughed, observing the battlefield. She grinned, seeing the dead lay upon the ground in heaps with blood seeping from their corpses. The stench of death, fear, and blood hung over the entire area, only exciting the tiger-woman. Her muscles tightened as she felt the spirit of war enter her skin, leaving her ready to slice her claws into a white-clad being.
"Go!" she yowled to Saber, who flung himself into the heat of battle. The winged beings above and in front of her seemed pretty simple to kill - after all, they were just people. She stood up, her paws securely resting on Saber's back as he rocketed forward, and she waited. Her tail lashed as she readied herself for a jump. The angel nearby was aiming for a small black being that seemed to be biting through the chest of one of the white-robed human's friends, as he readied his shot with the most concentrated accuracy. Katrina was going to have to put a stop to that, now wasn't she?
The feline-woman shot from the back of the mighty mount, her pounce carrying her high into the air - well, high enough that she could tackle the angel from behind and sink her claws into his wings. The angel, taken be surprise, fumbled with his bow and fell to the ground in a storm of feathers as his wings were torn into by the hands of the attacker he couldn't see. Katrina dug her claws into his wings, having a sinister idea in her mind. She sunk her fingers deeper into his back, the angel screaming as her claws sunk through muscle and into bone.
"Alright, deary," she hissed, a wicked grin appearing on her face, "personally, I think you'd look a lot more attractive without these things in the way, yeah?"
She took her blade from its sheath, digging it under the flesh of the angel's back and to the joint where his wing connected to his back. Katrina, in one swift motion, chopped right through the wing and taking off skin from his back.
'Just like flaying a chicken, just not as yummy!' the tigress lifted the wing, giving it a good sniff. She flicked an ear, not sure what to make of the strange creature's scent under all the blood and fear scent that wafted up from the man beneath her. She was busy trying to figure out what to do with such a thing when she was thrown off, the angel heaving her off with a cry of pain.
"You little-" Katrina couldn't finish her curse, for the angel had swept up his bow and was about to shoot the tigress. She hissed, and shot forward, her leg coming up to roundhouse kick her foe in the head. The angel ducked, catching her leg with his hand, and flipped her. Katrina was sent into a spiral, the world spinning around her until she landed on the ground heavily. She hissed, twisting her leg and sending him to the ground as well. The cat-lady was quick to lunge and wrap her hands around the throat of the foe, beginning to choke the victim to death.
"Get off me you hell rat!" choked the angel, a ball of light energy appearing in his hand. He pulled up his hand and rammed his palm into her side, the energy in his hand sending burning pain through Katrina's body. She screeched in pain, and slammed the angel's skull into the ground as forcefully as she could from her current position. The angel, whose breathing had been cut off, had passed out after a moment. The cat-woman picked up her blade, and slowly slid the tip into his chest, before finally thrusting it into his heart.
'Alright, so that's how they are,' Katrina had a small smirk on her face, 'This should be good.'
"Over here, furball!" the tigress was hardly able to avoid the spear that flew by her and stuck into the ground only a few feet away. She hissed, looking over to whoever threw it. It was another white-robed idiot, though this one appeared to be wearing armor. His scruffy black hair had quite a bit of blood on it, and half of his face had red splatters on it - even from here she could guess something had happened to his ear. The scarlet across his face cause Katrina to pause a moment. Perhaps this one would be more of a challenge than the last. She gave a mocking laugh at the angel, sneering at him from where she stood.
"Is that your best aim? That was worse than a lamb!" The tigress took off into a sprint, her crimson-stained arms holding her blade as she thundered towards the angel. He took his own greatsword from his back, ready for her oncoming attack. The tigress hissed, going in for a swing.
'Oh, you're going to pay for that one!'

"You will NOT harm these innocents of the Lord Jesus, you demon!" Said the angel as she took out a large mace, the mace had lightning coursing through it. The mace ball was attached to a large pole, it was almost as tall as her.

"No, were close enough to the front line though to reach there. And uh...I don't really have any control over where I land on Earth. Eheheh, sorry about that. Take it with the God here, not me. He manages all the teleportation and descending stuff. I just slash things. Er...oh dear...this is much closer than I thought. Ehrm....stay close guys." He smiled sheepishly, the blood assaulting his nose too and messing up his senses. "...not good. I smell more angel blood than demon blood....and there are quite a few unknown scents I smell. Be very careful. This doesn't look good." Raieior shuddered slightly and then trotted quickly toward the front line.

"We don't even have a plan!!" Tealle shook her head, not believing her eyes, "We can't just rush in like that, right!?" She stubbornly sat her rump down onto the ground, flat out refusing to move. The Felimare huffed, looking very irritated as she said, "I'm not moving until I know what the battle plan is!"

Katrina brought her blade down on the opponent, who swiftly blocked her swipe and flung her away, watching her land heavily on her back. He fanned out his four wings, all of which were a bit overly large. He readied himself for the next attack, his steel armor covering his robes and even his wings having a bit of armor on them. Katrina finally noticed this wing armor, standing up and hissing with fury as her fur spiked up and her tail puffed out, lashing side-to-side. She ran forward again, this time ducking down and swiping at the legs of the angel. He was able to react faster, however, jumping into the air with his wings fanning out to let him hover. His blade came down towards Katrina's head in a mighty swing. She quickly moved from the swing, though her tail got a bit of fur chopped from it, and leaped upwards. Her claws dug into the angel's leg as she barely caught him, her prey releasing a pained scream. The angel started to try to fly up higher, but the additional weight was dragging him downwards. His wings struggled to lift him before finally giving out and letting them both drop. Katrina released her death grip on the angel as he fell, landing on her feet while he landed on his chest in his clunky armor.
Katrina took her chance and kneed her opponent in the face, hearing a crack as his nose broke. She couldn't use her sword properly with his armor in the way - no, instead she would have to get crafty. She waited for the angel to get up, and that he did. He grasped his weapon more firmly and went in for an attack, his blade slicing towards the feline-woman in a wide arc. Katrina used the low swing to jump over the blade and land on his left side, grasping his arm in her hands. He went to tear his arm from her when she twisted his arm painfully. The angel tripped the tigress, however, and slammed her body into the ground. He held her there with one hand on her shoulder, keeping her upper half pinned. She growled, watching the angel lift his blade.
"Saber! You useless mutt, get your ass over here!!" Katrina shrieked, kicking her hindlegs up and into the angel's face, giving him a good blow to the jaw. He didn't budge, however, instead aiming his sword for her chest. She was barely able to kick his arm to avoid death, the sword piercing her side instead. The cat woman screamed her pain, but she felt the weight taken off her shoulders barely half a second later. Her loyal mount had taken the angel into his jaws, the armor the angel wore getting in the way a bit. He bit down on the arm of the angel, ripping the blade from his hand. He snarled, his teeth shining with blood.
"Heal me already!" Katrina coughed, letting out pained grunts and taking breaths sharply. Saber began to emit a dull yellow light, and the flesh on Katrina's side began to knit itself back together ever so slowly.

Singe turns in the air. Diana sees a tigris on a dog mount, she knew that wasn't one of her allies. Her steed swoops down at the cat and she raises her sword up, preparing to aim for the neck.

"Slave master? Who?" The angel asked.

The angel flew up into the air and over the street, she was above Flame. "Who are you working for? Satan?"

Raieior blinked. "I dunno, but I'd rather be doing something than sitting around and making battle plans. Every second counts; every second, more lives are being taken away. I was called to be on the front lines and help. So for now, that is my plan. I'll just have to trust Him for the plan." And with that, he kept moving forward, seeing two demons battling one angel in the skies. Raieior leapt into the air and joined the fray.

Brina watched as Diana rode past, slashing at the wolf. She smiled in thanks. As the wolf snarled and turned to lunge at the white horse Diana was riding, Brina took the opportunity to lunge at the wolf again, ramming into his side and knocking him to the ground, digging her knife into his soft belly.

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Majus watched Rhus battle the red-head. He was kind of annoyed that she'd gotten in the way of the fight with the eagle, but whatever. Rhus could handle it. Now the girl was pinning Rhus to the ground. Majus grinned, waiting for the wolf to turn on her exposed neck and finish her off. But suddenly the eagle was upon the wolf with a fierce screech. It picked Rhus up and drug him away from the startled girl, just before he could sink his teeth into her. Rhus snarled, biting at the eagle's legs above him, or trying to. He couldn't get a good angle, hanging from the bird's large talons. The red-head looked up at the two and grinned, pulling out a bow. Majus frowned. "I don't think so!" He drew his sword hilt, called his wings to his back, and growled in his anger, sending dragon flames at the empty hilt. Suddenly a blade of fire sparked to life. He flew at the red-head, glaring at her, his blazing sword ready.

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Farin was still inside the demon's armor, but she instantly realized something was wrong. First off, Tus had attacked at her signal instead of Brina. Then, Tus shrieked in pain and hadn't attacked again. She ran up the demon's back, coming to an opening between his breastplate and his helmet. She watched as Brina wrestled with a wolf. She fell back, clutching her shoulder. Farin was ready to leap to her aid when a blonde-haired girl suddenly rode past on a white horse, slicing at the wolf's back. She was off before Farin knew it, and Brina was lunging at the wolf again. She wanted to shout against Brina's rash actions, warning her of the danger, but the demon was now turning to lend aid to the wolf. Alarm flared inside as Farin as the demon raised his heavy sword. She had to do something! She charged up his up his head under his helmet and came out on his forehead, lowering her tail down before his eyes. His eyes went cross-eyed as he saw the tail and then he grew confused. He reached up and tried to grab her, but she quickly darted down inside his helmet again. This was good. She'd keep him distracted long enough for Brina to get out of her - if she'd ever give up on the wolf! Or at least stop acting so rashly and finish it with a real plan!

"Sorry, that's not good enough fo- ah!" Tealle flicked her tail and looked behind her upon feeling something bump into her hip. She stood up and turned around, seeing a small gray-and-purple creature. She assumed that this was what hit her back. The Felimare blinked at the small creature, before slowly leaning down to take in its scent.
"It's no trouble...You...Errrr," Tealle couldn't put her finger on it, but this animal smelled insanely familiar, "Mm... ughhh...Gah!! I can't remember! Where have I seen you before!?"

"Saber!" Katrina called, lifting up her hand. The overly large wolf tore away from the grasp of the armored angel, his face having blood dripping from it. He bounded to Katrina, who snagged one of his reigns and quickly hauled herself onto his back. She was barely able to avoid a sword slash, the tip of which cut into her shoulder. The tigress let out a loud hiss, feeling pain rippling through her body. The healing aura that Saber emitted, however, quickly started stitching her wound together. Her side injury was nearly healed by now, and she could use her sword again pretty easily. Katrina held her mount's reigns in one hand, turning him to face the armored foe. Saber growled at them, just as he'd been trained to, his markings glowing their intense yellow color.
Katrina wiped the blood from her side and glared up at the mounted angel. She gripped her blade, and waited to see what he or she would do.

Raieior tore one of the demons away from almost slashing the angel fatally. He then shoved them back with a blast of his energy force. The angel, badly wounded, limply flew away. The demons tried to go after it, Raieior pushed them back again and then he lunged forward, darted up and then down and getting through the demon closest to him's defenses. He quickly closed his jaws around that demon's neck and bit down hard. His eye looked at the other demon and with a blade of energy he quickly sliced the other one from shoulder to hip. Raieior breathed hard as he let go and let the two dead demons fall away. He too, fell down, but cushioned his fall. As soon as he touched the hard pavement he closed his eyes, spat out the foul demon blood and took a deep breath. Then he opened his eyes and blinked. I wasted too much energy on that....if another demon had been there I could've been killed. Suddenly, he had a strong impression he should go back and help the new recruits. Hhh....okay, Sir. Whatever you say. Raieior bounded back to where he left Bobo and Libra though at somewhat of a slower pace, panting from exhaustion. Raieior blinked, finding a new scent...right next to Bobo and Libra. Don't attack....watch.....if it is an enemy, surely they would've killed it by now. No, this is something else.....I hope. Raieior thought. With a renewed vigor he hurried on over.

Majus flew at the red-head, swinging his sword. She noticed his attack just in time and leaped back from him, aiming her bow at him. She let the arrow fly, but Majus summoned his scales and the arrow merely glanced off. The red-head frowned, seemingly confused. Majus turned and lunged at her again. She threw her bow to her back and drew a dagger. A dagger? Majus laughed to himself. Pathetic. The red-head blocked his blow, then leaped back, glaring at him. Majus only grinned at her. He knew from experience that always confused the enemy. They expected everyone on Satan's side to wear a fierce expression. And besides that, giving a look of confidence always weakened the confidence of an opponent. He swung his sword with ease, aiming to her left. As she turned to block, he sent a blast of fire from his mouth, hitting her back. She let out a shriek, which only caused his grin to widen. While she was momentarily distracted, he looked to the eagle above him and blew a steady stream of flames at it. It's wings caught fire and the eagle writhed in pain, dropping Rhus. Rhus landed hard on the ground, but quickly got to his feet, his body bleeding in many places. Before Majus knew what was happening, he was shoved backward, hard! He landed on his back, and quickly rolled to his feet, shocked. He turned in time to see the red-head breathing heavily and glaring at him, her dagger ready. She must have rammed into him. Someone bumped into him from behind, and Majus turned, his sword ready. He was taken aback at the sight before him. A demon was prancing around, slapping at his body in various places. What the heck was wrong with it? Majus's eyes went wide as he caught sight of a mouse on the demon's shoulder, coming out from within its armor. The mouse glanced down at him and their eyes meet. Somehow, that mouse seemed more human than animal. The mouse looked up in the direction of the red-head and suddenly leaped from the demon's shoulder. In mid-air the mouse transformed suddenly into a small, light blue dragon. Majus blinked. Was he seeing things? He turned to watch, shocked, as the small dragon flew toward the eagle above, it's wings still burning intensely. In his distraction, he hadn't been keeping his eye on his enemy. She was suddenly upon him, pinning him to the ground, her dagger to his throat. He looked to her, hiding his sudden shock. Grinning, he summoned his tail and curled it up around behind her, tapping her on the shoulder. She turned, curiously, and then Rhus was lunging into her, knocking her from Majus's body. Majus looked to the wolf and grinned. "Good boy," he said, then turned to the red-head. He'd had enough of her. It was time to finish her. He lifted his sword hilt, the flame having gone out at some point. He breathed fire upon it and glared at the girl, no longer grinning. She needed to know the end was coming. But before he could lunge at her, Rhus was behind him, grabbing his shirt-tail and pulling him backward. Majus turned to him, annoyed. Rhus fixed him with his jet-black eyes and let out a worried growl. "We can't leave now! We can win this thing!" Majus shouted at him. Rhus growled again, more fiercely now. Majus turned to follow the wolf's gaze. The light blue dragon was breathing water upon the eagle and putting out the flames. Both creatures turned toward them and flew to land next to the red-head. As the dragon did so, it suddenly transformed into a mighty lioness. The three friends stood there, ready to fight. Maybe Rhus was right. Maybe leaving was a good idea. Majus turned to follow his friend. He glanced back with a scowl and his eyes caught on the lion's eyes. He was struck by them. Why? He couldn't say. But something about them almost seemed to... call to him. He shook the thoughts away, and called back as he continued to run off after Rhus, "This isn't over!"

OOC: Diana's not an angel.

Diana made her steed turn around and ride at Katrina again. She swung her sword when she got near, but this time going for her wolf.

Farin watched the wolf and the young man leave, transforming back into her angelic form. She couldn't shake the thought that there was something different about that boy. For some reason, he captivated her. Beside her, Brina let out a heavy sigh. "I'll get that wolf!" She murmured. Farin turned to her, suddenly a bit angry. "What were you thinking?!" She shouted at Brina. "If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times! Don't rush into a battle with no plan!" Brina shrugged. "I had a plan." She looked down, a bit sheepishly. "It was to kill the wolf." Farin frowned. "Nice plan. Now come on." She turned to go to a safer location, transforming into a brown horse. She waited for Brina to climb onto her back, though the girl was hesitant. Farin trotted off, continuing her conversation with her friend. "You could have gotten Tus killed." "I was trying to save Tus!" Brina replied, adamantly. Farin nodded. "Yes, but you weren't prepared," she paused to glance up at the eagle as it flew away from the battle along with them, "and it'll take him awhile to heal from those burns." Brina sighed, and Farin could feel her body slump. "You're right," Brina said, sadly. Farin felt bad. She didn't need a lecture right now. She needed comforting. "It wasn't completely fool-hardy," Farin encouraged. She grinned. "That wolf left with pretty many wounds, too!" Brina brightened, smiling. "I guess I did show him a thing or too, didn't I?!" Farin laughed. She couldn't help herself. She nodded. "You sure did." And with that, the two friends continued off the field of battle, their friend, Tus, flying after them overhead. It was time to regroup.

Israfei gripped her mace with both hands and dove down at Flame, she swung the electrified mace at him.

Bobo opened his eyes. He gasped at the wretched, grotesque scene of war and his heart sank. He felt nauseous, for he couldn't stand the sight of blood and the dead. He felt like he made a grave mistake of trying to help, or even stepping through that portal.

Bobo heard Libra's outburst, and turned to her, silent with fear. He couldn't recognize who or what it was, but all he knew is that it spoke in his head. Seems like a good number of these people talk telepathically.
"W-who is it?" Bobo stuttered in fear.

Tealle flicked an ear, looking a bit concerned. All she heard from the gray-and-purple creature was strange...breathing? She puffed out her cheeks, not sure how to reply to that.
"C'mere!" the Felimare levitated the small puffy thing up to her eye level, looking the creature over before pausing. She ended up pretty much stuffing her nose into the creature's mane and inhaling. She had the identity of this creature right on the tip of her tongue - she knew she knew him!

Saber rushed towards the steed that the sword-wielding annoyance rode, his hunter instinct causing him to leap for the shoulder of the winged horse. Karina, who comfortably sat on his shoulders, brought her blade over to block Diana's swing. She flicked her sword up, forcing Diana's back. She hissed at the golden-haired girl, though her hair got in the way a bit.

The horse cried out in pain as the wolf bit down on her shoulder. Diana stabbed her other sword into Katrina's gut.

Tealle removed the creature from her face, looking him over again.
"Well, only one thing left to do!" she brought the small creature to her face again, and gave his shoulder a lick. She paused, looking thoughtful. Yep, he did taste familiar too! Tealle kept him in the air, and as she examined him she flicked her tail and had an idea of who it was.
She shook out her mane, "It's been a while, no? It's fantastic to see you again, friend!"

Katrina let out a pained screeched, but she quickly wrapped her hand around the hilt of the blade and tore it from the grasp of Diana. She grunted, feeling blood gush from the wound in spurts of crimson. However, the feline-woman knew she had to get the sword from her stomach or else the healing magic wouldn't work properly. She clenched the blade, and pulled it from her stomach in a bloody mess. The wound in her gut pained her, but the healing magic was doing its work - the bleeding had begun to clear already.
"Thanks for the sword, kiddo," Katrina held the golden blade in her hand, now having two swords that she could use against her foe.
Saber slammed his paws onto the neck of the mount, his teeth gripping her shoulder with unrelenting force. His jaws were locked tight - there wasn't going to be a way to pry him from her at the moment. The wolf's limbs kicked out at the horse's torso, trying to get a better hold on her.

Raieior rushed over, skidding to a halt just in time to see Tealle licking the unknown creature in question. He blinked. "Is everyone okay?" He asked, his chest heaving from the stamina depletion. He shook his mane a bit. "Who is this?" He gingerly sniffed the creature Libra was being so friendly towards. "He smells an awful lot like he came from the Devil's home."

"Hey! Are you saying he smells? That's exceedingly rude, sir!" Tealle glared daggers over at the wolf, "Why don't YOU go take a bath if you're so unhappy with the smell?" She huffed, getting quite annoyed by the 'guide'. The Felimare looked back over to the small creature, flicking her ears. She nodded her head to his question, replying in a voice that seemed happy enough.
"Yeah, everybody still calls me Libra. Nice to see you, Mika, after this much time! Though, I must say," she smiled a little bit, "you don't look like you've changed at all! Even through all those years, you're still just as tiny and ... poofy. Guess some change more than others, right?"

The angel flew after Flame, she put her mace on her back again and began to transform. She turned into a bright yellow cheetah, electricity sparking through her fur. She was larger than a normal cheetah. She fell from the air, landing on all fours and sprinted after Flame.

The horse kicked with one of her front legs at Saber's side. The horse flailed and kicked, trying to get the wolf to let go. Diana was having trouble staying on her mount. She clutched the reigns tightly with one hand while grasping her other sword with the other hand. She was unbalanced on the horse.

Raieior blinked. "No, but I'm saying that he's been in contact with mostly demons. He wasn't summoned by Jesus." Raieior narrowed his gaze. He flicked his tail a bit and then licked some of his fur. There was always that one patch that just won't stay down!

The angel turned back to her original form and flew upward after Flame. She grabbed her mace and continued to fly, trying to get in range so she can strike him.