So far it seems this Goddess's domain was fire as all her attacks seemed flame based, luckily Toga was the fire dragon slayer and thus was able to ingest and absorb the attacks either partially or completely, nevertheless the Goddess could not deliver proper damage, then again Tamas was unharmed as the Goddess did not attack him at all.

Tamas stayed close to Knuckles as thats where the action was, Tamas wasnt being attacked, but Knuckles sure was. And considering Tamas did not want to use spells or mana in order to conserve it for the party as a means of support and healing if need be.

Ryuko meanwhile transformed into a dragon to battle the goddess and deliver some damage,not to mention that she also used magic that would empower all the nearby combatants and apparently Tamas was within that range as he felt that surge of power; meanwhile Ittindi who was wondering about the other combatants actually might have known a bit about Tamas if he remembered that one conversation he had in Stella, about a certain guild with a medieval aesthetic going for them

Meanwhile Quetzalcoatl having received Ittindi's damage decided that enough was enough as she know ignites her heel and slams it down on an enemy for a devastating kick. Considering now that Tamas was close to Knuckles who was the target, Tamas defended with his shield just in case she goes to slam her foot in him instead. Whether the Goddess attacked him or Knuckles, Tamas defended as the attack had firey damage to anyone in the area.
After that flaming attack, he'd move away his shield to slice at her leg

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After her initial attack Ryuko had ascended to the sky, roughly twenty meters in height as she watched the chaotic battle unfold underneath her. It was interesting to see that the people enhanced by her spell didn't succumb to the madness of the Oblivion Dragon, which made her wonder if it was just a natural fortitude of the mortals or if she was gaining a greater control over the power of the dragon.

Nonetheless, her excitement was short-lived as she found her energy having sapped mostly from the earlier confrontation. If anything she would have only enough mana left for about one more round. Beating her wings lightly she propelled herself backwards, landing at least about thirty meters away from the battle and allowed herself to transform back into her humanoid form.

The Anjin was less fortunate in avoiding damage, for the powerful axe kick aimed at Knuckles came with such force that it raised a shockwave around it, inflicting severe damage to her summon. However, fortunately, her summon had enough strength left to fight, raising a clawed arm to strike at the goddess her back when suddenly it felt its strength waning slightly, the earlier corruption that spread from the oblivion dragon seemingly having lessened. It was clear his master was using the last of her strength to maintain his form in this realm! But likely she wouldn't last much longer... As was evident in its body started to slowly become less solid, a puddle of black mass forming underneath it. Seems this was the last round his master could maintain his form in!

Yet after a moment the Anjin dissolved entirely as Ryuko turned her back at the battlefield and moved away, only scoffing temporarily at the attempts of one of the participants to provoke her. She had done her part, that was all she cared about.

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Knuckles, determined and unwavering, continued his relentless pursuit of Ryuko. As the transformation from their previous state to human form occurred, Knuckles underwent a remarkable metamorphosis. His body underwent a remarkable metamorphosis, embracing his Daemon Form. Magnificent wings sprouted from his back, unfurling gracefully as his black obscura enveloped his armor, leaving only parts of his face partially veiled.

With newfound speed and the assistance of his majestic wings, Knuckles propelled himself upwards, effortlessly passing by the former dragon woman, positioning himself perfectly within striking distance. However, his meticulously planned attack was unexpectedly disrupted when he witnessed Toga taking a deep breath, expertly drawing the scorching heat out of the impending assault. Knuckles instinctively used his wings and shifted his body weight, deftly pivoting on the spot as the feeble god raced past him.

Seizing the opportunity, Knuckles lunged once more, this time finding himself strategically positioned behind the god. As Tamas struck the god with a swift and precise stab, Knuckles followed suit, slamming his shattered Mjolnir into the god's essence. The impact sent a surge of ethereal electricity through the deity's body, draining their mana and inflicting a powerful blow of 1xS damage.

The battle raged on, each move and countermove revealing the depth of Knuckles' determination and prowess. It was important to note that all those of the same rank as him were likely feeling the fear effect from Knuckles, as well as losing 10% of their stats.

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Ittindi would see the large flame spiral through the goddess’ spell, and as he was preparing to defend himself; a vacuum erupted from Tōga and he once again was thankful to have such a strong ally. As the flames were rendered inert while her heel continued on it’s trajectory, the armored knight would defend himself and the Young Master. Surrounded by those who honored each other’s lives, so different from the usual cohorts his Young Master entertained. Between the trio a devastating attack would be unleashed fueled by the demon dragon from above. That was when she would transform back, her summons being taken out by her or the goddess, Ittindi couldn’t exactly tell. He’d feel the bloodlust and strength drain from him as she left the battlefield. Ittindi couldn’t fault anyone for leaving in the face of a god, though he still had the lingering thought if this was the women who had tempted his Young Master. A question for another day.

Now that he was safe, and the focus from the goddess continued at the knight and Young Master. Ittindi would cock his gun ready to fire another shot. He was starting to grow accustomed to the leeching feeling as the bullet sucked mana out for each bullet. Still 7 meters away from the goddess, Ittindi could still feel the flames mixed from the goddess, and the lightning-tinged air caused his hair and outfit to start to stand up. It made him uncomfortable, and he wondered how a fire dragon slayer could use lightning. Not to mention his Young Master had transformed into the worse version of himself. It looked like one of his end goals wasn’t as unlikely as he had hoped. Those discoveries would be something to find out over drinks if he lived.

His bullet would shoot out straight at the goddess center mass, Ittindi wondering how much more punishment this avatar would take. Even worse if this was a test, who would be the thing that caused this much worry in a goddess? Ittindi was glad he had been training on his mana reserves, just a couple months ago this amount of strain would have been impossible for him. Now it was just another day, he had plenty left to give, thanks to his comrades sharing the brunt of all damage. Perhaps he should have gotten a sniper rifle, but he liked the symbol of the Rune Knights so much more.

The other thought on hand as he started to watch their surroundings was if anyone planned on coming at the last minute to swipe their rewards. The goddess had promised a new kind of power, while Ittindi wasn’t the slightest bit interested, he wasn’t sure about his Young Master. If it meant another battle, he wasn’t sure who’d he side with. Hopefully Tōga and Knuckles will continue to be on the same side.

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Iza and Sylph were roaming around this area because he had known it to be a place where not a lot of humans could be found. This was the perfect place for him or so he thought. He would move around the place with his Spirit Sylph, and it was something he enjoyed more than anything. He was alone from stupid humans or so he thought. It was soon enough; he would see a bit of commotion happening not too far from him. It was something that he was trying to ignore at first. Still, while he moved through the area, things started to get chaotic.

There was legit a lot going on, that it would place him in a predicament where his entire mood had been ruined. He would sigh with disbelief that this could happen; he would move toward the commotion since it was ruining his peace, and he would see a fight happening. Sylph would see it too and she would shake her head at this point.

“It seems like we got a fight in our midst Iza.” She said as she was wondering if he would join in.

Iza would see this, and it wouldn’t take long, but he would see one of his guild members in this fight. Still, it looked like they were tired out, which made him have a smirk on his face.

“Yah, I’ma help out. If we make sua dat girl stays alive, then we get points with da Shogun.” He said as he was part of the same faction as Ryuko.

He would see there were quite a few people here and he would smile because this would be interesting.

“We gonna use your move right off the bat.” He said to Sylph.

She would smile as she was soaring around him. She was happy that he wanted to have her help him. She would activate her abilities and soon enough, the two of them would fuse as one. The half-green crown and half-green wings with everything that was on half of his body would start to appear. The wind mana appeared on him.

He didn’t know that the person they were fighting had wind resistance, but he might find out soon enough.

”What are we going to do?” They asked each other.

“I guess we should use Zephyr’s Sword right now and then change from there.” They said to each other.

Iza and Sylph would condense wind mana into their hand and two-handed Wind Mana sword would appear in his hand. He would be holding it with one hand, and he would bring out his dagger with his free hand. When he got close to Quetzalcoatl from behind, he would do one more thing.

“Stand Magic: Fool Crimson.” He called out and his Stand magic would appear next to him.  

He would leave his Stand Magic to his own devices as he closed in on his target from behind and the sky. He would slash his dagger and Zephyr’s Sword right at the person everybody seemed to be looking at and targeting. While that was happening, Iza’s Stand would also attack the Goddess attempting to deal damage to her while following Iza.

The Jester would turn to look at the woman when he was five meters away as he wondered what kind of damage he had done to her.

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So quite the few things happened. From Toga stepping in to eat another flame attack, to the dragon girl Ryuko using up all her mana and bowing out of the fight. Knuckles transforming and dealing the damage that was necessary towards the Goddess and the butler man doing the same. So what was the next thing the Goddess did? Well she took to the skies, and you see there was a problem. Tamas didnt have a ranged attack. SURE there was ONE spell and he had the mana for it. But, when he remembered that Yuurei fight and the state of the sword after the spell? Well... he prefered not to use it. He needed this sword in one piece preferably and what goes up must come down.

Suddenly though a new challenger appeared. Whoever they were they would soar through the sky and when they got close to Quetzalcoatl from behind, they used their magic to attack. For now, Tamas couldnt do but prepare for an attack in case someone knocks the goddess down on the ground

It was evident that this gun, in Ittindi's hands, was a game-changer. The way he maneuvered it with such precision and agility, even though it was a fresh addition to his arsenal, was a sight to behold. The thought of how much more Ittindi could achieve with this weapon excited Knuckles. He had seen Kon, the Immortal Wolves Guild Master, and Nana, the Daemon, use guns before, but Ittindi's aptitude had a unique flair to it. Despite his brief affiliation with the criminal organization, Knuckles always appreciated true mastery, irrespective of the context.

Harnessing his determination, Knuckles prepared himself as he saw his foe summon flames once more. This time, however, the flames ascended into the air, aimed solely at him. It was as though his adversary had singled him out for this fiery onslaught. But Knuckles would not fall into the role of a passive spectator, like the others who had been present or those who were still around. He was ready to confront this challenge head-on, to prove that he was not a target to be trifled with. His fingers tightened around his own weapon, a clear sign of his resolve to face any threat that came his way.

Knuckles' gaze followed the retreating figure of the Dragon girl, her swift departure signaling a lack of courage, a cowardice Knuckles had suspected all along. This confirmed his reservations concerning their reliability in the high-stakes game of battle. A bitter taste of disappointment lingered as he watched her disappear into the shadows. This act of retreat, he noted, would serve as a future reminder to maintain a cautious distance from her and those she proudly called allies. In the unforgiving world of warfare, they had proven themselves unreliable at critical moments, a liability he could ill afford.

Then, almost as if cued by an unseen hand, a newcomer appeared in the Dragon girl's vacated place. The entrance was so seamless, so unanticipated, it was as if the gods – or perhaps demons – had willed it. This newcomer was no ordinary combatant, however. From the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, their presence was undeniable. With a casual flick of their wrist, they summoned forces unseen, melding magic with sheer martial prowess in a display that was almost artful in execution. The stranger's blade moved with an elegance and precision, unlike anything Knuckles had witnessed before, carving through the thick tension that hung in the air. The spectacle left an impression; it was clear that this newcomer was a force to be reckoned with, their skill a mesmerizing dance of magic and steel that had been honed to deadly perfection.

Knuckles cast a sideways glance toward the other Rune Knight, Ittindi's companion, who was still standing amidst the chaos of the battle. His gaze was fixed on the dwindling flames of their adversary, a sly smirk playing on his lips. Was he preparing to absorb the flames once more, transmuting them into raw power? Not, it seemed a transformation was about to unfold. A chuckle erupted from Knuckles as Toga entered the fray, his wings offsetting the angle of attack in a coordinated maneuver. Without missing a beat, Knuckles reached over for Tamas, who was still within reach. Discarding his hammer, he attempted to grab the wide-eyed man by the back of his shirt. With a swift move, Knuckles hurled him towards the god-like mage, intending to prolong their relentless assault. His actions were a testament to the adaptability and tactical prowess that set him apart on the battlefield.

Unencumbered now, Knuckles maintained his flight trajectory, hurtling himself towards the divine adversary with renewed vigor. His fist, hardened from countless battles, connected with a satisfying thud against the god-possessed vessel's head. The force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air, resonating with the raw power that defined the battlefield. The vessel wavered under the relentless assault, its once formidable posture faltering. It was apparent, even amidst the chaos of battle, that the god-possessed vessel was on its last legs, its demise imminent. The battlefield held its collective breath, bracing for the fall of the godly entity.

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Ittindi, thought he had witnessed it all, the fight seemed to be ending. At least that’s what Ittindi thought, that’s when he’d see the entrance of a new fighter. He had wings on one half of his body, along with half a crown; Ittindi had never seen any of the nobles of this nation. While it was a very strange outfit, surely only a noble would have a crown displayed so brazenly.  His outfit definitely didn’t match, but the jarring nonsymmetrical fashion statement did attract Ittindi’s eyes and that’s all some styles were looking for.

It was during his entrance that the goddess took flight, and it didn’t seem to be a problem to most of the group. Ittindi knew that he’d have to try his strongest drain on his gun to be able to reach the goddess his eyes taking in . He had been hoping to save it in his arsenal for a more appropriate time, but it was unlikely that he’d end up fighting anyone here besides his Young Master. While Ittindi was lining up his aim, he saw the rest of the combatants engage the goddess.

First was the noble who moved through the air, he seemed as comfortable in the air as on land. He’d take to the air with his half wings, Ittindi assumed this was a mage as the spell circles appeared when their weapon formed. Rather large, the noble must have been strong because he had no problem wielding it effectively in one hand some dagger in the other. That’s when another seal would appear and from it an ethereal creature that looked like the noble, but without wings. Ittindi hadn’t heard of magic like this, though he had seen one of higher ranks in the Rune Knight summon spirits, it’s possible that’s what this was.  He’d full rush the goddess swinging with both his sword and dagger while his spirit went in as well. Ittindi considered firing after their attacks but between Tōga using some kind of cape to take to air and his Young Master flight in his…demon form? Ittindi would have to wait for a clearer opening, the limitations of his gun were becoming apparent. He either needed to work on his aim or develop a way for his shots to be more concise during the heat of group battle. Tōga’s slice made him wonder how he’d fair against the Young Master in close quarters, they seemed comparable.

Speaking of his Young Master his assault gave him an idea, first he had tossed the knight directly at monster. Ittindi would use the small opening to fire his shot, the mana drain was intense this time. He felt a sharp trickling pain course through all of his bodies veins, almost as intense as the first time he realized bleach couldn’t be used on a cat’s litter box. The shot was once again aimed center mass, but he had another pressing matter on his hands. His Young Master had a habit of action first consequence later, Ittindi would start to run towards where the knight would expectantly fall stowing his gun in holster on the move. While he couldn’t stop the momentum of his fall completely he could share some of it’s impact.

"DON’T LOOSE MOMENTUM I’VE GOT THE KNIGHT."

Ittindi was mostly speaking to Tōga as he strained his voice shouting while running.He'd stamp his foot the first time shooting his smaller strand to propel him 5 meters towards where he expected Tamas to fall. Then he’d stomp again shooting himself upwards 10 meters prepared to catch/intercept him if successful Ittindi would then cast a shield on his left forearm and prepared for impact hoping it was enough. He couldn’t allow someone to die, for one it’d be so hard to clean up the whole battlefield would be a challenge enough. His Young Master had just lost his bounty after his jail sentence, he didn’t need to deal with more charges unnecessarily.

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Iza had turned around to look at the goddess who was in the air. Her flight was that of wind, and that much he could tell from his own work the element. It wouldn’t just be that, but the damage that he had dealt had weakened when he landed on her. It was something to be alerted. He could tell from this and this alone that she was resistant to his element. He would laugh a bit as expected much from that. Still, he didn’t mind, for it just meant that he had to do more damage than he did before. He would look at his Stand Magic as the two of them currently were immune to the elements of Wind, so this was going to be fun.

The men fighting her seemed to have done their own thing. it would seem like her flying into the air wouldn’t stop them from getting close to her. He would chuckle as humans were quite the creatures. Still, he looked at one of them and he could tell that they were demonic. Those he didn’t mind, but the human race was a tainted bunch for Iza. The attacks that had come from the Dragon-like human, the one that had come from the Daemon, and then the man with the gun.

That sword from the young dragon man had made Iza smile. That was a scary weapon, one he would tread lightly against if the two were on the opposite side one day. Then the demonic creature was innovated with his fighting and even tossed the armor man into the air. That enough showed him how powerful he was. A confrontation with him would only end in Iza’s demise, but he wasn’t human so their path wouldn’t cross.

The shot from the man on the ground was powerful, and he would whistle when he saw how much power came from such a little thing. It would seem like they truly didn’t hesitate when danger was around.

Iza would look at Quetzalcoatl and it was then that he would something happening; the woman was swinging that mallet of hers in the air, but there wasn’t anybody near her. That was when he saw the attack of wind heading in their direction. He had smiled when he saw this as he would look at his Stand Magic before moving toward the wind attack.

The Stand Magic would create a magic circle by clapping their hands together, and a magic circle would appear below them. It was then a Clown car would appear around everyone that wasn’t Iza as the attack would clash with his defensive spell, protecting everyone from being damaged. As for Iza, he would be pushed back by the attack, but the damage from the wind spell would do absolutely nothing to him. Instead, he continued to push forward as he hoped to deal some massive damage to the goddess this time.



“How did you know it was going to be wind? Sylph asked Iza as the two were talking to each other out loud.

“She swung that weapon of hers like wind was going to come out of it, so I took my chance.” He said this to Sylph as they were heading to their target.

While this was happening, Fool Crimson would snap their fingers and another spell would activate. The range of the spell was massive and it was due to Iza’s Spirit Dive. Still, the Stand magic would put the attack in an area where he wouldn’t hit the people on their side. Soon, two magic circles would appear one under him and the second in the sky, and soon enough a bunch of daggers would rain down on Quetzalcoatl and Iza.

Iza was unphased by the spell, and when it rained down on him, he would take his own attacks like a champ as he would get up close to the goddess. It was then he would swing down with his Zephyr and then upward with his Dagger of Hera. At the same time, the rain of daggers would be digging into the back of the goddess while Iza smiled and laughed.

“Nothing better than a joker stabbing you in the back am I right?” He said this as he revealed the daggers on his back before they dispersed.

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He did not have the means to strike at an airborne foe. While he did have one spell in mind, it was a gamble for a ranged spell to miss and for mana to go for naught. Thats when he felt a tug or something from around his neck. Did someone grab his torn cape? He had an inkling of an idea who it might be.

It was Knuckles who hurled him towards the goddess. He was surprised and impressed he could throw his weight, but he made use to turn the surprise into an opportunity and steady his trajectory towards the goddess to deliver a final slash onto her, giving his all in that one aereal damage swing.

One since he slashed and did the damage to the goddess, theres the fact that he had a loss of momentum and thus gravity was starting to take its toll. Not expecting anyone really to attempt to catch him, he used Greed Magic to 'cushion' his fall and lessen any fall damage he might get.
As he reading himself in a position so he can land on his feet, he heard the butler yell that he has the Knight, which promptly made the said knight look down in surprise and confusion from behind his helm as the butler like gingerly positioned himself to try and catch him.

"Attack the Goddess! Dont worry about me!" he told the butler. And if the butler listened and went to focus to finish off the Goddess, Tamas would land with a big thud on his feet, considering his armour and Greed Magic, he was a thick metallic being that wouldnt be harmed by the fall. Even manage to land an epic movie cinematic landing.
But in the scenario of Ittindi staying true to his word and assisting the falling man, he would manage to catch Tamas who was probably heavier or harder than the young butler expected due to his magic, and the Knight would get up and give his hand to help the butler up as well as apologize for the inconvience "I apologize, you did not need to help me"

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Knuckles watched as the group of mages had worked together, he was not worried about the well-being of the Knight he had thrown, not in the bit.  The human who was nothing but a shell for this god seemed to be on the verge of defeat when they brought out that wind attack again, Knuckles were too strong for the knockback to take effect.  Knuckles was not behind Iza thought Knuckle instantly saw the clown car and laughed as he had his clown helm. This person seemed to have a sense of humor too, and their ability was not lacking either.  Ittindi's shot had landed, and he shouted he would take care of the Knight.  That was not the intent. Knuckles assumed Tamas would just grab the God's Vessel after Knuckles had tossed him but that had not been the case.  Meanwhile the senior Rune Knight to Ittindi, the young Toga further showed Knuckles more reason why he should fight him.  He was resourceful and could pact a punch.  Tamas had also caught his eye, but he could see the hesitation in their eyes, they were not accustomed to battle, they needed an awakening. Perhaps a little Calamity in their lives would make them more decisive. It was decided, he would attack whatever guild they belonged to, and if they did not belong to one, Knuckles would ambush them.

All and all the team's efforts had come together, they were on the verge of victory as Knuckles used his hammer to block the incoming attack, as he would then counter with his free right hand laying a powerful strike with all his strength behind it.  The Vessel's eyes would roll to the back of their head as their flames that granted them flight vanished as they began to fall to the ground.  The Daemon stored his hammer on his left hip and  rushed down using all his speed to catch the vessel.  Grabbing it by a wrist Knuckles lowered them down slowly before letting the body fall from his grasps inches from the ground.  He did this only because he knew Ittindi would give him a talking to if he had allowed the body to splat to the ground.

Knuckles held out his right hand as his main hand hammer would come back to him as he called for it. Once in his hand he placed it on his right hand.  His daemon form would fade as did the lightning that coursed around him.  A faint red glow covered his gear as it vanished from his body, all but his weapons.  Knuckles looked up to Toga who at this time was still air born.

"Hey, you there Rune Knight. How would you like to fight?!"

They had won the battle, but it seemed the event would not yet be over.

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The amount of chaos on the battlefield tripled in the goddess death throes, the wind blast being stopped by a clown car? Ittindi had to admit of all things this spell surprised him he lost his composure for a second letting out a snicker, before the clown car disappeared shielding them from whatever the goddess intended to do. He was still moving through the air when he’d hear the knight tell him he was more than capable of falling himself. Problem being that Ittindi had already used all his movement spells in the attempt to catch him. They’d both land, Ittindi with a knight that seemed heavier than metal luckily for Ittindi he hadn’t taken any damage the whole battle, until now. Out of breath he’d gasp looking for air with no avail for a couple seconds. He’d crawl onto his knees while his breath slowly came back, he could hear a ringing and the Knight telling him he didn’t need help. That was fine, Ittindi was more preoccupied with keeping their names clean then the damage he took.

”No worries Sir Knight…as long as we’re all ok.”

Looking up at the sky Ittindi couldn’t tell if his Young Master or Tōga had landed the last blow. To his great surprise his Young Master actually caught the goddess, though he still exhibited his demon form. The next thing from his mouth would confirm that Ittindi indeed couldn’t have everything his way. In possibly the worse fashion his Young Master wanted to fight Tōga. Knowing him he probably meant right now, Ittindi would rack his brain wondering if there was any way to stop this situation. He wasn’t sure whose side he’d be on in this case. Then there was still the matter of the goddess’s gift, they had all participated in the battle who would be rewarded it?

Ittindi hoped that the Young Master would accept and have his demonhood shed from him, but he could tell from the way things were already going he had exhausted all his good will with the gods. While he didn’t pull his gun out, his right hand went to rest on the holster, as in his mind the tension was once again building up. Then again the rest of the mages here didn’t know exactly what his Young Master was capable of, maybe one could defuse the situation before it started.

He almost preferred that the goddess had more punch just so the group would have been more tired, in the back of his mind the thought of the demon dragon’s madness lingering popped up as a possibility. That wasn’t something he could make believable in a report, he enjoyed the Rune Knights immensely which meant he’d have to support Tōga? Then again Sir Tōga had the same senseless honor as the Young Master it was possible he’d want to do it another place by himself unofficially.

The options laid before him Ittindi decided to stay quiet for now waiting to see what unfolded and who’s side he’d have to choose. He didn’t have the money to buy his reputation back again, and worse then that there were to many witnesses for it to matter ultimately.

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Iza had looked at everyone and it would seem like they were doing what was needed. He had a smirk on his face as he wondered how long this fight was going to take. His eyes gazed at the abilities that were around him. The two brutes attacked the goddess without any forward strategy to the Dragon who used fire and lightning to chip away at a being beyond their comparison. It was interesting to see the difference in how people fight. He used his elements to his advantage, and of course, it worked. He did look at the remaining things that had happened and it would seem like the fight was over.

Whatever they were fighting was unconscious, and he wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. He did, however, see that the daemon would catch the unconscious body before dropping it to the ground when it was at a safe distance.

He stood in the air as he looked down at everyone.

“Are you going to converse with them?” Sylph asked.

Iza would jingle his jester bells on his head as he shook his head.

“No, I don’t really like humans, and I’m pretty sure that none of them are in the faction in Joya, so there is no point.” He said to Sylph as he stood hovering wondering if he should leave or see what happens next.

It was then he would see the Daemon call for his hammer and it would come to him. That was impressive, and it was something he would want his dagger to do. The best thing about what happened next was that he had asked the Dragon to fight him. That was something he would be interested in seeing and hell joining in on it.

He wasn’t sure if the others would be fine with it, but Iza decided to speak up about it.

“I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t leave. I say let them fight. A human dragon and what looks to be a human who is now a Daemon. I would like to see that any day because humans are so, never mind.” He said with a smile on his face as was wondering what was going to happen now.

The Goddess has been defeated. While others do whatever they do, Tamas approached the goddess or rather her vessel. He grabbed the unconcious vessel by the throat and lifted it up, so they can be eye to eye. Or as much one can be eye to eye with an unconcious body.
"Goddess, come forth. I will be needing your service" he said as he tried to claim the power of the goddess. Hopefully with his trial he has proven himself worthy in her eyes, even if she did not target him much, he did go out of his way to be always within her melee range should she attack him or to block her attacks against the other guy. Nevertheless, he had a hunch that he was the only one who wanted her power. Others felt like they wanted to test their mettle against divinity. Where as he had use of her.

He ignored Knuckles issuing a challenge to Toga, and he ignored the court jester doing his ramblings. The only person he did look concerned about was Ittindi, but he had apologized from the fall and helped the man up. He was sure Ittindi would have his own work to attend to. Just as Tamas had his own work now