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Was it really so stupid for the Princess of a land to stand up for it? Even if it ment her own death. Kikuka was ready to stare down the darkness and force it out and so kill everything it'd done to Myria. She'd stand up and fight this time. She'd fight with all her heart.

The power of Darkness shimmered around the lifted hand, aimed directly at Kikuka. But Kiku had already decided with her mind and heart. No backing down anymore. She was ready to fight with everything even if it ment being struck down. Green eyes were set, Kiku was not to be moved.

The roughly soccer-ball sized ball of pure dark energy flew straight towards the princess's chest, moving insanely fast. If that ball were to reach its destination, there would never again be Princess Kikuka.
Shock covered Jekk Alkani, Master Savior of Time's features.
His beloved.
Gone.
"NO!" came shooting from Jekk's mouth.
Time stopped.
And then, Jekk's hold on it slipped.
It began to move again, this time in true slow-motion.
The ball of pure Darkness flew at the unyielding princess's heart.
Jekk began running.
He would never reach her.
Never.
Ever.
Kikuka was doomed.
Forever and Ever echoed in Jekk's mind.
His grip tightened.
He was a meter away.
The ball was half that.
Half a meter.
A foot.
Inches, both of them.
And Jekk flew.
Princess Kikuka's slight frame went flying.
Jekk continued his flip.
Too close to dodge.
Too close to escape.
Too close.
Too close.
The Dark Ball continued on its original path.
There was no longer anything in that path.
But for Jekk.
His flip brought him close.
Far enough to make a difference.
His momentum carried him through.
His leg connecting solidly with the Dark Ball.
His body continued to flip.
Then it hit the ground.
The Dark Ball flew back at its source, the Darkness.
Time returned to its usual flow.
Its once powerful Master, splayed on the ground.
His arms facing east and west.
His single remaining leg, to the south.

Wham. Kiku went flying and slammed into the dirt before she even had any idea of what had happened. At first she thought that that had been the attack. Then she saw Jekk. He'd thrown her and taken the attack.

"Jekk!" She screamed, paleing, her voice seeming to go an octave higher. She pulled herself up off the ground before she knew and was over to him, kneeling by him, cradeling his head in her lap. She shook him lightly, begging him to open his eyes. "Jekk! Wake up!" She demanded. "Wake up, darn you!" Her voice was choked but she held back tears. Then she remembered what'd done this and she looked up to the Darkness before her.

Her green eyes narrowed, rage burning in them, hate for the Darkness consuming her heart.

"You did this." She accused, her voice soft with contained fury. "You did this!" Her voice was rising. "You did this!!" She screamed, angry, hateful tears flowing from raging green eyes to fall and roll down the sides of her face.
Still hugging Jekk's head in her lap, the Princess shut her eyes as air bent around her, gathering her power for the final battle. The last chance.

A fight to death.

[[BTW, this was turning point. Key words, 'hate consuming her heart'. ^.~]]

((Where'd you get lost?))

DeVars looked around to his surroundings and made a couple of quick turns up and about. He settled at a distance between the two women and raised EVE to the air, "The moon calls - Fangriser!"

EVE launched a grisly looking crystal shard from it's tip, protruding to the fist on deVars, extending to about a little longer than two feet, a blade that makes the gauntlet look like a full-fledged Jur.

Without a change on his face he tilted to the side of the princess and aimed the blood hungry blade at the place where the princess stands. There could be no mistake. . .

The snake Laevantainn looped itself on the body of the gauntlet, ready for a follow-up strike. DeVars is has made his decision and is up to something. Trust is the main factor here - and Time can only tell.

[[ Turning point! ]]