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As the gate of flames burned against Geist's under arm, his next choice would be simple just because he had demonstrated it already. Instead of taking the full blunt of the damage he would smother the flame against the Chietain's back in attempt to put the fire out, all the while causing the flame to eat against the Chietain's flesh as well. As before, he had used the Chieftain as a shield once again. And he would do it again without further thought. As this happen Wrath reformed itself into a two tailed black scarf that would began spinning around Geist's neck in a propeller like manner. The edges were pretty sharp on the spinning weapon and if that familiar of Cheville had any brain power with it, it would back away or risk being decapitated by spinning weapon. "So you wanna take things seriously now huh, I thought you were to good for that miss goody two-shoes!!" He mocked her earlier performance before. Of course if she had shown her true power earlier, Geist probably would have been too apprehended to even reach the Chietftain. But because she took her sweet time, he had to thank her. "Ya know baby, I really appreciate what you did for me back there. Had I known you were buying me time to get to this guy, I wouldn't have treated you so bad." Once again his stomach was beginning to hurt with laughter. But he didn't let it hinder his performance. "Tell you what, I'm going to take you up on that offer baby. Except the Trance part. I'm not in to the whole running a village part, not exactly my up of juice. But I have a better idea." Geist lifted the Chietain by the back of his neck and lowered him towards the ground. His arm would go black as Wrath seeped towards his fingertips onto the Chietain's neck. More and more of Wrath would be produced onto the man until he became wrapped in a spherical shell of impenetrable blackness. "This is how it works. If I'm knocked out or killed, that shell cracks. As it's a reflection of my own life force. What do you say baby? Are you up to the challenge?" He cocked one golden eye towards her followed by a grin.

The area was starting to get thick with timber. Al could tell that they were long off from the city by now. There was mountains, creepy trees, This has to be Wickia Forest. Al had herd the name Geist before but he wasn't sure where. It could be some one from the Institute. Al sighed at the though. Any thing that had to do with the Institute was usually never good.

Al could see some weird towers off in the distance. He had never been to trance before and was following his co ordinance. And then he could seen some smoke seeping out of the tree line. "I see smoke coming out of the tree line Admiral. In route now." Al zipped over to where the smoke was coming from and couldn't believe what he was seeing. It looked as though there was some sort of large flaming bird rushing some black blob. Al could see a couple of people down there and wasn't sure what to do.

"Admiral! Is this it? Witch one is it?" Al yelled quickly.

As the ship hovered over the high timbers of the woods, the Admiral walked over to the window to get a glimpse of what was going on outside. There was smoke and large fiery bird spotted in one area of the forest. No doubt Geist had already began causing havoc here. But that wasn't what concerned him. What concerned him was what what Geist had been sent to capture. As they swept over the area, he spotted him and the 'something' that he was sent to capture. "Looks like Geist has already captured the target. Sergeant Alrick, I need you to keep this baby airborne." He said crossing his arms behind his lower waist. "Zero, I need you to strap up and take your position in the next to the open doorway. Let's move soldier." The Admiral commanded sternly before clicking the switch that opened the shaft doorway for Zero to stand on. "The Betty is a custom design. While I have faith in Alrick's piloting skills, I still need you as insurance should something go wrong. Anything approaching the ship besides Geist and what he came to retrieve will be shot down immediately. Any questions soldiers?"

Al acknowledged the Admiral's order to keep The Betty airborne. "Roger that! Just keep these guys off my six!" Al said while steadying the ship just above the tree line. Moments later he herd some thing that sounded like glass shattering an alarm sounded on one of the side panels. It wasn't a major alarm signaling that there was some thing wrong. It was just a sub alarm that was connected to a vibration censer basically to let Al know that ether he hit some thing or some thing hit him.

"WHAT just broke my window?" Al question as he quickly popped his head out from around the pilot seat just in time to notice a man managed to crawl in the single small starboard passenger window. "ZERO! Get that b*****d off my ship!" Al demanded as he shut the alarm off. Al really wasn't a very stern person but when some thing breaks on his ship even if it is his fault he is not happy.

"WHAT?" Al said in a very confusing manor. Why would I have a hole in my floor? Al had never had the use for a floor hatch before. One thing that Al did know was that if they weren't careful they could have serious problems. He knew that Trance was noted for people with uncomprehending abilities. And as of right now they were out numbered by Trance folk. Who knows what they were capable of and who knows how many were still hiding amongst the trees.

Al was keeping an eye out for every thing that was visible to him through the cockpit windshield while yelling back to his comrade and the Admiral. "NO, BUT MAKE ONE IF YOU HAVE TO!" Al could fix small repairs directly with his Seishou if needed but major repairs would take parts and tools. He could even fly the ship, in a minimalistic sense of the word. He had to do that once with one of the G.E.A.R.B.O.L.T military ships. After this stunt Al decided to stay away from tall trees so he pushed up on the throttle with his thumbs to gain a little bit of altitude to avoid such tragedies. That is until the Admiral gave the order to swing down and pick up Geist.

Now things were getting really heated up and to top if off Gearbolt had arrived. With the lift of Geist's finger, the shell that Wrath formed around the Chieftain had expanded before completely expelling the earth that shielded it away. Geist stood there scratching his head as the two attacks headed in his direction. His eyes for now were on the Chietain. Soon the earth that shielded the chieftain would expel from the dome of darkness, resulting in deep form of bulged out earth. By the time he realized the white phoenix aimed at him, it was too late. The white phoenix slammed into his chest and sent him flying directly into the jet of flames that Cheville had projected towards him. Then an explosion followed by broken pieces of timber sent in the air. The forest was on fire now. Not by Terra's attack, but by Cheville's flames. He stayed there for a while. The blow happened pretty quickly, almost to fast for Wrath or Geist to react......once again, almost. As he rose from the piles of timber, his body was shredded in directions. One arm hung to the side and his face was a bloody mess. "You ******** bastards! you wanna play it that way!! Screw this, let's do the damn thing!!!!!" He plowed his hand into the shell that surrounded the Chietain and then picked the thing up with the chieftain inside. "Yo! Admiral!! Tell the professor I'll be a little late. But to make up for it I got him a little present!!"

Geist then leaped high into the air with the chietain high above his shoulder. With a great heave he shattered the ship's side window with the chietain's body who would roll on the floor of the weapon bay. "Sorry about the windows!!" He yelled back before landing back on the ground. His golden eyes were fixed upon them but he said nothing. Instead he rose one finger towards Cheville. "If I were you I would worry about myself in this battle my dear, wouldn't want old chiefy chiefy to get mad at you again now would we..." He said sarcastically. Seconds later Geist would raise his hand up towards the ship. From the ledge where the shattered windows were, deep within the Weapons Bay the shell around the Chietain's body would revert back into it's slimy mucus form and shoot out of the window. "Alrighty Wrath, you did well witht he chief." He said as the large portion of Wrath squirmed it's way around Geist's neck, forming what looked like a porcupine like mane around his neck. It was a partial transformation, however it was more than enough.

Beyond that, Wrath wouldn't allow things to transgress any further unless Wrath deemed it necessary. In other words, if Wrath didn't take the opponent seriously then the majority of it's powers would be suppressed until the situation called for it. Which rarely happened. Wrath was an internal suit of armor that adapted to situations. If it's fighting style reflected a somewhat mellowed out form, then chances were that Wrath was fighting an opponent whom themselves were either weak, or weren't taking the battle seriously. Although Geist could always fast forward things by taking things a step further, he rather enjoyed measuring his opponents ability by letting Wrath do it for him. Not to mention, it bought more time than ever. Every second purchased worked out fine so far in this battle. It was thanks to Cheville for underestimating and extending the length of the battle to Geist's advantage, which lead to the death of a boy's father, the chieftain revealing himself, and finally more time for the Gearbolt back up to show up. "You know I gotta tell ya baby, you're really sweet when you wanna be." He tugged against his stomach as burst out into laughter.

Admiral Mirg could hear Geist acting like a fool in the woods. The last thing he caught was something about a present followed by the windows shattering in the weapons bay. "What in the world could that imbecile have done now?" He quickly rushed around the corners of the passageways that would eventually lead to the weaponry bay. Suddenly, he heard something. The steps were slow, but they were too slow. The Admiral had been an experienced soldier for many years now to know these type of things. They were the movements of either an assassin, or someone trying to sneak up on someone. Either way, the movements were very precise and cautious. As he peered around the corner, he would spot the old man from the back. The only thing the chieftain would feel was the touch of cold steel touching the back of his skull. "Move any further and you'll leave me no choice." He warned the man.