06-11-2018, 09:37 AM
Booooong, the fight began. Everyone assumed a fighting stance. Gildarts spoke with a calm and friendly demeanor. "What a pair of lovely ladies, it's too bad I can't offer you ladies a drink." Jibril held out a hand and in it materialized her wicked glowing black scythe. Jibril let out the full brunt of her killing intent, washing over those present. The murderous aura didn't really affect the others but they all felt the intense desire Jibril had to kill GIldarts and Cerise even before Jibril spoke. Immediately Gildarts eye's narrowed and his face grew serious. "My my, what a curious pair of creatures! Clearly one of you isn't Immanity, it is disappointing that I won't be able to take your heads today." Harley didn't pause at it for a moment, instead she took her wooden bat off of her shoulder and lightly threatened with it while taunting. "Hi I'm Harley! I'm gonna beat your face in until you don't move anymore, okay?" In immediate response, Cerise lifted her guns and shot at Harley and Jibril.
Harley read her subtle movements and started to move quickly to make herself more difficult to strike. Jibril on the other hand was caught completely off guard. The energy shots ripped through the space and multiple explosions appeared on her body with several exposing her cleavage as it destroyed the cloth over her heart. "Waah?" Jibril yelped and held her scythe defensively. After 4 seconds she teleported up 15 feet and from there she floated back until she lightly collided with a force barrier. She turned and flitted around the arena feeling the barrier with the tip of her wing to determine its true location. Checking with one hand, her skin was quite burned across her forehead and over her heart. Fortunately none of the shots landed on the base of her wings which would have harmed her ability to use magic. "A feisty one aren't you?" In that time Cerise had closed the gap between her and Gildarts to stand at his back. "A master of stealth rites that can cloak her intent from my instincts, well you aren't a Dhampir or you would have died to this sunlight... My you are surely a prize I wish to claim!" Jibril drooled a little as she floated around, though she quickly wiped it away with one hand and focused energy into it for a few seconds.
While Gildarts still had yet to make an offensive move and Cerise seemed to want to wait as well, Jibril shot a holy ray from her hand. Purple and Black and bullet fast, Gildarts had moved his metal hand to take the shot directly that was aimed at Cerise before it was shot. “You will need to try a little harder than that.” Harley took that distraction to get close and give a great swing at the Fairy Tail mage. Still smiling, Jibril kept her eyes on her current prize. She didn't have much time to converse with Harley Quin, but she oozed with the right kind of personality to get the job done. Jibril had to hope the Immanity would be enough to keep the other Immanity distracted while she dealt with the almost dragon-eyed humanoid. Jibril stopped her circling and floated up to the ceiling, putting her feet on it and grasping her scythe with both hands. "Try not to die~." She held in place for a moment focusing magical power and pushed off the ceiling. In that moment she also teleported again to a spot 45 degrees from Cerise’s front with her forward momentum in tact, quickly bringing a wide powerful horizontal slice at Cerise.
The scythe had hit nothing but air. Cerise agilely dropped her body down, aimed both of her guns, and shot two shotgun-like blasts into Jibril's stomach. Jibril gasped but, fighting through the pain, she flipped around her blade and moved her hands up the handle decreasing the time it takes to move but reducing its swing strength. With her superior speed she immediately brought down a vertical piercing strike but this still wasn't fast enough as Cerise brought her left arm covered in a metal piece to bear the blow and deflect it while giving her time to flip herself away and right herself, standing upright once again. In this time Gildarts had also moved forward, away from Jibril and Cerise in his exchange with Harley who was really trying to beat his face in.
Jibril’s smile hadn’t dropped from her face the entire exchange but she clutched her burned, bleeding stomach and stepped uneasily backwards a few paces. This was what it meant to be weak. But Jibril knew the advantage of being the weakest her masters had come to show her. They could become anything, even defeat god. Could she exploit her weakness? “Ahh I haven’t had such fun in ages. Please, continue to skirt my attacks so that I might hone my skills hehe.” Jibril licked the slow stream of blood that had slowly crept down her face from the burn on her forehead.
Harley read her subtle movements and started to move quickly to make herself more difficult to strike. Jibril on the other hand was caught completely off guard. The energy shots ripped through the space and multiple explosions appeared on her body with several exposing her cleavage as it destroyed the cloth over her heart. "Waah?" Jibril yelped and held her scythe defensively. After 4 seconds she teleported up 15 feet and from there she floated back until she lightly collided with a force barrier. She turned and flitted around the arena feeling the barrier with the tip of her wing to determine its true location. Checking with one hand, her skin was quite burned across her forehead and over her heart. Fortunately none of the shots landed on the base of her wings which would have harmed her ability to use magic. "A feisty one aren't you?" In that time Cerise had closed the gap between her and Gildarts to stand at his back. "A master of stealth rites that can cloak her intent from my instincts, well you aren't a Dhampir or you would have died to this sunlight... My you are surely a prize I wish to claim!" Jibril drooled a little as she floated around, though she quickly wiped it away with one hand and focused energy into it for a few seconds.
While Gildarts still had yet to make an offensive move and Cerise seemed to want to wait as well, Jibril shot a holy ray from her hand. Purple and Black and bullet fast, Gildarts had moved his metal hand to take the shot directly that was aimed at Cerise before it was shot. “You will need to try a little harder than that.” Harley took that distraction to get close and give a great swing at the Fairy Tail mage. Still smiling, Jibril kept her eyes on her current prize. She didn't have much time to converse with Harley Quin, but she oozed with the right kind of personality to get the job done. Jibril had to hope the Immanity would be enough to keep the other Immanity distracted while she dealt with the almost dragon-eyed humanoid. Jibril stopped her circling and floated up to the ceiling, putting her feet on it and grasping her scythe with both hands. "Try not to die~." She held in place for a moment focusing magical power and pushed off the ceiling. In that moment she also teleported again to a spot 45 degrees from Cerise’s front with her forward momentum in tact, quickly bringing a wide powerful horizontal slice at Cerise.
The scythe had hit nothing but air. Cerise agilely dropped her body down, aimed both of her guns, and shot two shotgun-like blasts into Jibril's stomach. Jibril gasped but, fighting through the pain, she flipped around her blade and moved her hands up the handle decreasing the time it takes to move but reducing its swing strength. With her superior speed she immediately brought down a vertical piercing strike but this still wasn't fast enough as Cerise brought her left arm covered in a metal piece to bear the blow and deflect it while giving her time to flip herself away and right herself, standing upright once again. In this time Gildarts had also moved forward, away from Jibril and Cerise in his exchange with Harley who was really trying to beat his face in.
Jibril’s smile hadn’t dropped from her face the entire exchange but she clutched her burned, bleeding stomach and stepped uneasily backwards a few paces. This was what it meant to be weak. But Jibril knew the advantage of being the weakest her masters had come to show her. They could become anything, even defeat god. Could she exploit her weakness? “Ahh I haven’t had such fun in ages. Please, continue to skirt my attacks so that I might hone my skills hehe.” Jibril licked the slow stream of blood that had slowly crept down her face from the burn on her forehead.
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