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Thinking about what the girl said, Niveus replied, "Good to know. You might be of more use than you first appeared." With any luck, the girl would be able to do something interesting. He squeezed the handle on Crimson King and began to rev it up as he pulled it back and aimed a front kick at the girl's face.

A crimson gaze followed the girl's every movement, tracing every twitch and contraction of he muscles it could see. Moving on this constant stream of data he pulled backwards and evaded her knee, spinning clockwise as he did so and raising the Crimson King from his back. Holding the huge blade horizontally he released it's pent up energy as he span, increasing the speed and damage it would do on impact, should the girl not move her abdomen out of the way in time.

Although his first swipe had missed, Niveus was determined he'd land his next one. He span again and followed through, this time holding the huge blade in his left hand while his right shot to the long katana at his waist. His reply was cold and emotionless, "These eyes are your worst nightmare"

The crimson eyes kept a close watch on Rina, but the flash of white light blinded Niveus. This was extremely troubling, if she could rob him of his greatest asset he might be in serious trouble. Hopping backwards, the possessed human took his regular fighting stance. Holding the katana before him horizontally held Crimson King above his head and placed his left foot behind him but at a shoulder's width away from his body rather than have his feet in line. Bending his right leg at the knee, he was now ready to attack at will. A frown set onto his face as he tried to continue analysing the girl, "Well aren't we magical, are you going to start spouting crap about being an enemy of shadow and flame next?"

"What, she leave them hanging on a date?" Came Niveus' nasty reply. He wanted to rile her, make her angry so she would make mistakes. Better yet would be if she showed him more of her own powers. But what did she mean by what her mother did? She clearly wasn't entirely human so that meant her mother was either a demon of the element of light or an angel of light. He began to walk around her in a circle, pondering which was the more likely answer.

Silent footsteps paced softly on a broken rooftop. The rooftops were always the best way to travel when you wished to make an entrance, and Jaenelle was a girl who did love an entrance.
So did someone else, it seemed. Since that tower had appeared a few moments ago, Jaenelle's mind had gone into overdrive. By its appearance, the tower was clearly a demon creation. The entire thing stank of Uncle Vergil, and Uncle Dante. They were the only ones who could cause a giant tower to grow in the middle of a city. It was rather typical that Jaenelle was here. Trouble followed her, and she followed trouble. Making her way towards the tower, she peered up at the summit. The first to the top, she mused, would probably rule the tower, and thus its power.
Shaking her head at the sudden urge to be first, she dropped to the ground. Glancing around, she sunk her hands into her pockets and slouched up the street towards the tower. She might not be first, but that little power hungry urge wouldn't let her rest without trying. It took her quite a while to get near the entrance, but when she did, she paused. She could sense the presence of multiple demons, and rather strangely, a large dog. Believing there to be an animal in distress, Jaenelle broke into a slight jog, removing her hands from her pockets. The doors of the tower were closed, but not locked. It only took a few moments to magically open them. Stepping into a cold chamber, Jaenelle frowned. Her 'dog' was actually about 20 meters high, three headed, and made of ice. "Wow. Big doggie," Jaenelle muttered, her now shaking hand loosening the katana from the scabbard, which had a black ribbon, tied with a single knot, around it. Her finger touched the knot a moment, before she drew out the sword, holding it loosely in her right hand. "You gonna let me pass, boy?" She asked the dog in a friendly tone. In response, the dogs frozen hackles rose. It said nothing though. "In a bad mood, I guess." Jaenelle sighed, then shook her head, breaking into a run at the dog.

Edit, Dante: We already beat the dog, but if you like you can have it so you face its spirit. Nice job on the entrance though...we may just have a place for her after all

Rina shook her head and chuckled, "Nah, she wouldn't care." She said, her focus now back on the fight. "Either way, she would be proud of what I'm doing." The half angel leapt forward at the young man and prepared to make a vertical cut across his chest.