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Aayla took the opportunity to run away from the Lycan’s she had been fighting on her own, deciding that it was much more important to make sure her brother was safe, and help him out in any way that she could before the creatures she had been fighting came running after her.

She ran towards the town just in time to see three burning wherewolves pinning her brother down with a howl of their own. It seemed very different than the omega werewolves in the sense that it was much less destructive physically, and more of an immobilizing attack. She didn’t think about it too long though as she ran up behind the burning lycans and with a deep breath she cast her spell.

“Water Dragon’s Roar!”
She cried out, a magic circle appearing in front of her mouth before a large and powerful jet of water shot forward, slamming into two of the burning lycan’s that stood close to one another. They howled in pain as the fires were suddenly extinguished and the water lay against their wounds. They found themselves in so much pain that when they fell to the ground, they didn’t get back up again.

“You okay Cirven?!”
She asked her brother, leaping up onto a merchant stand then using it to push herself down towards the third burning lycan. She brought hr claws back to swipe at his face only to miss as the lycan leaped up high in the air, landing on top of a house with a pained howl as it burns continued to irritate it.

“OOF!”
Suddenly Aayla fell flat on her face when the omega werewolf had come back and leaped onto her, pinning her down onto the ground as it lowered its massive jaw to take a bite out of her bloody head. Aayla didn’t have time or enough strength to push the lycan off of her, all she could do was swipe as best she could with her claws.

It was strange however, as the lycan’s bite never came. Instead, she felt the pressure on her back suddenly let go, the only sound she heard was the mixed growling and baking of two werewolves struggling against one another.  It seemed that the werewolf the omega had tossed aside earlier was none to please with it’s actions, getting it’s revenge by sinking its teeth into the white Lycan and pushing it off of the prey the werewolf thought was rightfully his.

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Cirven came under the constant barrage of sonic howling from the werewolves around him. It was as if they had found a way of subduing him and were trying to cause him to be incapacitated. He couldn't believe that they had started to adapt so much to his flame body for them being mindless, blood thirsty beasts. He felt as if he were about to pass out from the constant howls but it all suddenly stopped and he could feel the air around him become cooler from the blast of water.

His vision was still fuzzy but he managed to smell a scent that was familiar to his own. "Aalya...?" He spoke out as his senses slowly started to return to him. He started to stand up as the werwolves did from after being hit by his sister's attack. He squinted one eye as his head was still ringing from the assault earlier but his vision had returned enough for him to see the three enemies in front of him. "Thanks Aalya." He kept his view on the group of six lycans that stood in front of him.

He wanted to help his sister but knew the only way he could do that at this point was dealing with the pack of hybrids in front of him who wanted nothing more than to tear him limb from limb as well as Aalya. "It won't happen again!" He then darted off towards the werewolves with his held out in front of him. "Be safe!"

The wolves had really wised up to his flame body as they now didn't engage him in his charge and instead tried to move further away from him. "Scared now?" Cirven managed to use his speed to catch up with the closest of the werewolves and slashed his weapon down onto it which caused it to squeal out and fall to the ground. Cirven swung his blade through the air to get the blood off of it as he continued his charge. The rest of the creatures had taken to jumping up on top of the buildings in the area in hopes of getting enough distance away. Cirven followed them to the tops of the houses and followed the other two who attacked him earlier with his eyes while staying close.

"Not letting you escape me you mutts!" Cirven's eyes widened as he stared at the two beasts causing a burst of flames to explode in the air and slam into both of them. They both fell to the ground below and didn't get back up. "This job is getting more irritating than I thought it would be. I have to hold back so much from killing these people. Hopefully their hybrid bodies will help with the damage they are taking to their bodies." He thought to himself as he chased after the remaining werewolves from roof top to roof top.

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"Better not! I don’t want to have to drag you back home after everything we’ve been through!"
She exclaimed, turning her back to her brother as the lycan she had managed to put to sleep earlier came groggily charging at her. It decided to take a page out of it’s comrades book finally as it let out a blood curdling howl towards the young girl, attempting to disorient her before she could strike against him again, always careful not to look directly into her eyes this time. He ad been caught once, that wouldn’t happen again.

Aayla brought her hands up to her ears before leaping up into the air to avoid the blast from the lycan, shaking her head lightly to clear her head before swinging her arms forward. Two magic circles appeared before her hands as she swiped them down towards the lycan, three large blue blades of water came forth and began crashing down on the werewolf.

“Water Slicer”
She called out, watching as two of the large blades crashed into the werewolf, causing it to growl and whimper in pain. A howl soon escaped the wolf however as the omega werewolf soon found it’s way back onto the battlefield. Unhapy at being torn away from it’s prey, it had bit down hard on the lycan’s shoulder and dragged the animal down to it’s butt.

“H…Hey! Don’t kill him!”
She yelled out at the lycan just as she hit the ground again, taking in a deep breath as she swiped her hands together, right hand over left.

“Water Dragon wave!”
She chanted out quickly again as two large waves of water formed up seemingly from no-whre and soon came crashing into the three squabbling werewolves. It smacked into them with enough force to bring them back to their senses long enough for them to realize that they would drown if they didn’t do something to get out. The two lesser werewolves didn’t seem to care much at the idea of drowning, instead they began teaming up on the omega lycan while trapped in this water prison, each slashing out angrily against the one that would be their superior.

“Hey hey hey! Stop fighting!”
She yelled at them, now breaking the containment and running at the trio. She landed a swift, flying kick to one of the regular lycan’s faces, knocking him off his feet and taking his attention away from the other two. Only problem was, she now found herself smack in the middle of this fighting.

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"Hey you dumb mutts! Stop being so scared and fight me!" He yelled out as he chased the three werewolves who were running from him still. They jumped down from the roof tops of the houses and ran into the dark forest near the village. Cirven grunted as he continued to follow them. Two of the hybrids managed to lose Cirven's sight from running around the trees but he had managed to keep his focus on one of them. "They are really getting irritating...!" He mumbled out. "I can't even use my propulsion spell to get to them with all these trees around like this!"

He started to close the gap between him and the werewolf but was stopped by a tree falling down from his side towards him. He couldn't stop running so he did the next best thing in this situation; He quickly used his blade to cut through the falling tree so that he wouldn't be hit. Problem was one of the other werewolves had picked up another tree and threw it towards him. The tree came at him right after he had cut the tree too so there wasn't much he could do.

The tree crashed into Cirven and pushed him onto the ground with it on top of him. He coughed from the pain of the impact. Some blood came out as he coughed. "Damn..." He mumbled through heavy breathing as the three werewolves quickly moved towards him to finish him off. One of them slashed his claw down on Cirven's face but missed because of Cirven's flame body again. "You fell for it." He smiled and then became flames as he moved over the tree and formed back into himself with his blade hung up above him. He quickly slashed the blade down onto his enemy. He then redirected his blade from its downward position so that the next slash would be directed at another of the werewolves that was close by. He brought the blade up to send a blade of flames crashing into the werewolf. He then used his propulsion spell to quickly maneuver himself to the third creature and slashed it while moving by it at high speeds.

"Still not down for the count yet are you?" He looked over the three wolves and saw that they were still standing somehow. "You guys are pretty scary you know..." Just after he spoke his blade shined a bright white light and returned to it regular form.

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She let out a frightened shriek as suddenly two of the werewolves shot their howling attacks at one another, dropping herself onto the ground and bringing her hands over her head as she heard and felt the power that the two werewolves were throwing at one another.  There was a loud booming noise as both werewolves were sent flying, an just as she moved to peer above the ground at what was going on, she felt a tug on her boot and a sudden swipe through her leg. She frowned as the werewolf she had put to sleep was now literally trying to eat her while the other two fought one another. She growled angrily at the creature before kicking it in the nose and scrambling back up to her feet.

When she finally managed to get back up, a strange sensation washed over her. It was almost the exact same feeling she got from Kiersa when she was equipped in her Avalon armor. There was a sense of peace that coursed through her, a sense of strength that wasn’t there before… at least, she hadn’t felt it so acutely as she did now.  She closed her eyes, even though she was still faced with a dangerous creature. She listened closely to the creatures breathing, kept close attention to it’s scent, and when the creature lunged at her again, she was ready.

She moved both of her hands to her left side before striking forward with her right hand, never opening her eyes. The water that littered the ground followed her movements, raising from the ground, gathering into a ball and stretching out to whip at the enemy before falling to the ground again. The water whip sliced the werewolf in the face, causing it to halt only for a moment before Aayla carefully maneuvered her way around the raging beast as it attempted to let lose a close range howl. She darted to the creatures right before throwing a ball of water forward around the creatures muzzle and quickly snap freezing it to prevent the wolf’s howl. With that done, it was much easier for the girl to raise one whip after another, after another, wipping him another 3 times before the creature broke free from it’s frozen muzzle.

She could smell another one of the creatures approaching… the omega werewolf. If he was coming back, then no doubt he had done some serious damage to the previous werewolf. She quickly spun around a few times, moving her arms above her head in a circle, creating what looked like an untamed rapid that she let lose at the omega werewolf’s abdomen.

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Cirven knew things weren't exactly going his way. His blade's Agneya form was enough to take out the group of werewolves, he was running out of tricks and he was about at his limit for how long he could keep his flame body spell going. On top of all of that he had found himself being hurt a lot more than he would have liked. His enemies seemed to be in a similar shape though with their injuries and showed it on their bodies as well as with their heavy breathing.

One of the werewolves quickly lunged at him but seemed to forget Cirven's flame body again and just simply flew through him while being burned again. "You guys are really pushing me to my limit it feels like for a bunch of idiot mutts..." He smiled and turned around and slashed the werewolf behind him. He then jumped to the side to avoid another of the creatures as it jumped at him from behind. The reason he had dodged the last attack was because his body had met its limit in keeping his flame body spell going. "Can't use it anymore.." He yelled at himself and skid to a stop in the dirt.

The third wolf started to take the stance as it did earlier for its howl attack. Cirven managed to use his speed though to rush up to the beast and slash his chest before he could release the howl, only to let a dog-like whimper escape the wolf as it felt the pain. Cirven then quickly brought his blade back up from its downward position and slashed the man-beast another time. He then spun around and slammed the back end of his blade into the neck the enemy in front of him sending the werewolf in a slump to the ground.

The sound of feet slamming against the ground as well as heavy breathing got closer behind him after the finishing blow causing Cirven to again dodge out of the way of the beast that came up behind him for an attack. He had wished he still had his flame body spell but didn't want to rely on it so much because of the stress it had started to put on his body from its prolonged use. He continued to jump backward as he caused flames to quickly build up all over the Kukan again. This time he used more flames than usual for it though. A bright like shined off of the blade as flaming swords formed on all around him until ten blade had been formed. After the last blade formed the shining light from the Kukan stopped and let its new form be seen. "Slayer form, Xihe." He spoke out lightly as one of the wolves jumped towards him  with its claws and mouth leading its jump. Two of the blades around Cirven disappeared and reappeared in front of the wolf and slashed it while it was still in the air causing it to cry out in pain and fall to the ground with a thud.

The last wolf was about to send out its sonic howl when Cirven caught sight of it again causing the same two blades of flames to form in front of it and quickly slash it from two different ways. The wolf's howl was completely stopped from the pain that racked through its body. Both flaming blades disappeared as Cirven took that moment in time to get close to his enemy and finish it off with one last slash from the Xihe.

After the last wolf was down Cirven let out a sigh of relief. "Took a lot of shots to put you mutts down, didn't it?" He smirked at his own remark and then had one of his blades slash down onto him using the holy aspect of the flames to heal him some.

He heard a howl near him again though as he stood in the forest.

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As the final strike of water crashed against the Omega werewolf, the animal howled loudly up in the air, expressing it’s outrage before another strike of water hit him and he ran off and away from the water dragon slayer. Aayla smirked as she watched him run away, only to be distracted by a body crashing through her own. There was a loud splash and thud noise that echoed in the air, almost sounding like someone had belly flopped into a pool as Aayla’s body was temporarily pushed apart in it’s water body, only to re-assemble behind the wolf again. This time she spun her left leg in a 90 degree angle, picking up the fallen water once more and wiping it at the wolf’s head, then freezing it there. The lycan clawed at the ice surrounding it’s head, falling to it’s knees ass it quickly lost it’s much needed air. As soon as the lycan hit the ground, passing out from lack of oxygen, Aayla removed the ice by melting it and running to find the last remaining lycan that she had been dealing with.

The creature lay on the ground, awake, angry and yet wounded. It was covered in bites, scratches and tears. She wanted to go up to the creature to tend to it’s wounds, but as she approached, the animal swiped at her and growled menacingly. For the moment, she decided to leave the creature alone.

She soon found herself running away from the Lycan, using her nose to track down her brother, which she barely even had to do. She followed the smell of fire and soon found herself coming across another pack of three werewolves nearby her brother… although, they didn’t seem to concentrated on him… These lycan’s were running amuck in the village, running through the streets and shattering windows as they attempted to get indoors to eat the humans still inside.

In fact, one of the lycan’s was now dragging what looked to be a young 5…6 year old girl in it’s mouth. The girl was still alive, as she cried and screamed for help, although blood was pouring down from the girls back. Her yes narrowed on the lycan as she grit her teeth and ran forward the creature, launching forward another water whip at the lycan’s head and freezing it. This froze the animals jaw in place, preventing it from biting down on the girl. She then took the opportunity to run up to the lycan where she punched him as hard as she could in the gut, getting him to double over as she reached up and grabbed the girl, melting the ice around her before pulling her out of the creatures mouth.

“Don’t worry… I got you…”
She attempted to assure the young girl while this giant creature now loomed over her…

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He had ran through the forest in order to find where the earlier howl had come from. He was worried that it had come from near where his sister was. He hoped hat she was OK after them being separated so long. She did have to deal with that white werewolf alone and he had a feeling that other wolves joined in against her too. He didn't know how well her flame body would hold up against all of the attacks either. "You better be OK.." He spoke to himself as he ran still holding Xihe and having the flaming blades floating in the air near both of his sides.

He came through the forest area to see that a werewolf had started moving into one house. He was confused at first because he thought that the entire town was evacuated by the residents in fear of the full moon happening. Least he wished to think that they would have. He rushed towards one of the houses to see that the werewolf had thrown around furniture along with damaging the home. "Hey mutt, are you gonna pay for all of this?" He said jokingly causing the creature to turn around to show its bloodied mouth.

Cirven quickly got serious from the sight. "You didn't kill anyone... Did you?" He mostly spoke just to speak, knowing that the beast wouldn't answer him. The werewolf let out a growl and then charged at the blue-haired Slayer. Cirven jumped back through the door of the house to get into a wider area to fight in. The werewolf followed him and slashed his claws out but Cirven reacted quickly and jumped back while sending one of his fire blades to cut into the beast. It howled in pain from the slash but then quickly lunged again. Cirven had another of his blades fly out and attack the lycan. It was hit by the blade and Cirven moved to the side so that it could fall to the floor. It seemed to be unconscious from the pain.

Cirven let out a sigh as he looked at the fallen creature. "I really hope it didn't kill someone. They will really be in bad shape when they change back if so." He turned around from the beast and saw his sister with one of the beasts towering over her. "Aly!" He called out and summoned a blade of flames near the werewolf over her and attacked it to stop its attack.

He felt like something was towering behind him as he attacked. He turned his head to see that the creature had stood back up. The wolf rushed him again and swiped its claw at Cirven and connected with his back. "Ug!" Cirven was just barely able roll to the side out of the way of the claws doing major damage to him but that didn't stop them from taking the back of his shirt off as well as leaving four claw marks across his skin.

After his roll his sent out another of his blades to slash at his target as he felt blood trickling down his back. The creature dodged the attack and the next one that came after it and slowly was making it way towards Cirven again. "These things really are getting stronger the more I fight them." He kept trying to attack the werewolf but couldn't hit his mark somehow.

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Aayla felt the werewolves claws go right through her, causing her to gasp at the sensation of them passing through her water body and staying there.  Thankfully, he didn’t stay too long, removing his claws as he attempted to bite down on the young girl Aayla had just rescued from his clutches, succeeding in doing little more than smashing his ice covered face on the ground as Aayla stood up and quickly darted backwards. When she heard cirven cry out for her she looked up while trying to keep  a firm hold on this little girl.

“Im okay! They’re not getting stronger, they’re wearing you out!”
She called out to him, noting how much more fatigued he looked than her. She bit her lip gently, wishing there was some way for her to help him when the squirming girl in her arms gave her an idea. Fire. Cirven obviously needed fire… along with Kiersa but fire was manageable right now.

“Hang in there Cirven, I got an idea! Water Dragon’s roar!!”
She cried out as she let loose the dragon slayers most recognizable spell on one of the lycan’s. It whimpered and cried as it was struck off it’s feet and slammed into the building where it had just come out of. From there, the creature didn’t move.

She darted forward (still holding the girl) and ran around behind Cirven so that she could dart into one of the already destroyed houses. There, she put the girl down safely in a corner, making her as small as possible so that she didn’t attract attention as she ran over to the half destroyed stove. From there, she turned on all of the elements and watched them heat up before tossing curtains, paper and anything else she could find. Just as things began to catch fire, she heard the young girl scream and quickly turned around to find that one of the lycan’s had followed them in and was charging right for her.

“Water Lock!”
She cried out in a panic, locking the werewolf in her large bubble of water and stepping back with a sigh. She couldn’t continue what she was doing while holding this lycan in the water lock and so ran up to the orb, placed her hands against it and dropped the temperature until it froze.  She then let it hit the ground before quickly gathering up what wood she could and tossed it onto the now flaming curtains and papers she had tossed on the stove. Slowly, a house fire began to form. She then ran over to the small girl, picked her up again and ran out of the destroyed house. The fire would melt the ice around the lycan… and it would come after them unless it burned first…

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He continued trying to hit the werewolf but still his attacks were being dodged. He let out a groan of annoyance and was able to keep attacking but quickly stopped and called his blades back to him as his sister shot off a mass of water at the beast. He sighed at the sight of the defeated enemy. "I had that you know..!" He watched as she made her way to the destroyed house then turned his view on the two werewolves that were left. "What ever you are doing Aly, you might want to hurry up with."

One of the wolves jumped forward to attack Cirven with its claws and mouth but Cirven managed to jump out of the way but was feeling his fatigue too much to attack back. "Damn it.." Cirven then tried to attack with the Xihe itself and just barely hit it. "Am I really this-" He jumped back as a claw was swung at him from the same werewolf. He saw in the corner of his eye that the other one had run into the house his sister had gone into. He attempted to catch it before it went in but was stopped by another attack from the werewolf.

"Screw this!" Cirven caused all ten of his blades to appear around the werewolf in a ring before he could attack again. It tried to jump back out of the blades but they followed and held their ring formation. "Sorry but I won't let you get through this no matter how tired I am." The blades then each flew towards the body of the werewolf and slashed it all in different directions. A loud howl of of pain escaped the werewolf as it fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Cirven huffed in some air but still kept his composure. He ran into the house while still holding his form with the Xihe and passed the ice block that was the werewolf. His sister ran by him holding the child from earlier. "Aly, what did-" He stopped speaking as he saw the fire spreading through the home.

Without speaking he moved closer to the flames and lipped his lips in excitement. "Thank you Aly!" He yelled out and quickly consumed the flames by sucking them up. "Wow that tasted better than I thought it would!" He rubbed his stomach after his feast and turned around to look at the still frozen werewolf. He walked back outside to see his sister with the small girl. "So do you sense anymore of them at all?"

Three more werewolves stood on top of a house directly in front of them. "Looks like that question got answered.."

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“I didn’t think a house fire would taste all that great…  I feel bad…”
She stated lowly as she crouched down, still holding the little girl close to her as she panted lightly from all her running around. This was crazy! These lycan’s were absolutely relentless. She felt as if she was fighting a war on all four fronts, and the enemies just kept coming… what was worse was that they couldn’t kill them, once the day time came they would all be human again.

The little girl in her arms began to cry again as Cirven pointed out another group of three lycans fighting among themselves, but still making their way closer to their location… no doubt they would start charging them the minute they were spotted, or the minute they spelled this little girl.

“Shh… it’s ok… we’ll get you out of this okay… Cirven… Do you think you can take her? Get some high ground and get her out of the way… I have a spell that will do some real damage to these guys… but I don’t think it’s going to finish them off… I need you to hit them with something  after… and don’t worry about your fire not working when their wet… I can cover that too…”
She said as she ushered the little girl over to Cirven, making sure she had a firm grip of the demon slayer before letting her go. She didn’t give Cirven much of a choice but to go along with her plan as she darted away from her brother and the little girl.

As she walked towards this new group of lycan’s, small water bubbles began to lift from the ground and began hovering around her hands. At first, it seemed like nothing more than her ability to manipulate water, but the more water she gathered around her hands, the bigger the water bubbles became, the bigger the water bubbles began, the more the waters began to rage and thrash against their confines, like a contained rapid trying to escape. With some effort, she raised her hands above her head, planting her feet solidly in the ground as the two raging rapids collided with a loud CLASH as they shattered together and continued to move angrily above her. When she lowered her hands in front of her, three magic circles appeared before her. One around her connected hands, one within the water bubbles and one just in front of the attack.

“Water Dragon Typhoon!”
She called out as the spell reached the peak of it’s power. Suddenly all the water burst forward like a tidal wave racing for the shore, moving very quickly until it reached it targets. One of the lycan’s had just managed to shove another one out of it’s way and directly into the watery blast before the water came up and crashed into the other two as well. From within the water, blades shot forward, slicing at the lycans again and again until they were howling (or gurgling) in pain.

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"You sure you ca-" He shook his head as his sister ran away from him. "Guess there wasn't much time for me talking anyways.." He moved closer to the little girl then knelt down near her and smiled. He still held the Xihe but called off the flaming blades while around the girl. "Hey don't cry. Everything will be OK. We are here to protect you after all. I have to hide you now so jump up on my back." The little girl gave a nod as he turned around so she get get onto him. He used his free hand to hold her up some as he ran. "Now just hold on, OK?" He took off running towards the direction of some of the destroyed and ravaged houses. "Oh yeah what is your name? Would make things easier seeing as you might not like the names I call you."

"..Elisza." She spoke out lightly while trying to hold on to him. "Thats a nice name." He spoke to her as if the craziness wasn't happening around them. "Oh here we go!" He ran towards a building that had a small enough area underneath it where no one but the little girl or similar in her size could get under. He put her down and pointed towards the area. "If you hide under here I doubt anything will get to you. Go ahead and get under. You will be OK I promise." He gave her another smile as she reluctantly went under. "I'll be back soon for you."

He ran off to go help his sister with the three beasts. He wasn't too far away from where she was but was far enough away that it gave him enough time to worry about what was happening. "Aly.." He spoke her name as he ran.

He used his propulsion spell to travel at high speeds to get back to where she was and arrived just after the werewolves got up from her attack. He walked up from behind her as each fire blade appeared around him again. "They look pretty beat up from what ever you did. Good one." Each of the fire blades quickly flew into the Xihe causing it to grow in width and length, as he spoke and as the werewolves started to charge both of them. "I'll finish what you started. Just stand back." The last of the fire blades merged with Xihe leaving it at a grand ten meters tall and five meters wide.

Cirven held the massive blade in front of him and waited for the three creatures to get in range. They each jumped into the air to attack Cirven who quickly slashed the long blade horizontally twice making sure to hit all three. The three of them went silent from the pain and skidded into the ground near him. "And thats done." He separated Xihe and her other blades as he let out a sigh.

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Aayla let herself fall back onto her butt, tilting her head back as she had started to pant heavily from the sudden exhaustion of so much magical energy. She was tired… they had been up all night fighting an endless war that had drained most of her magic… and if it wasn’t for the guild watching over them… she might have been beaten up a lot worse than she was. She finally lay back against the cold ground and looked up at the sky once Cirven stated that the deed of defeating the other werewolves was done.

The light was already starting to creep into the sky… The stars weren’t as visible, and the darkness gained a faint tint of orange. Day break was coming, which meant that the hard part of their job was completed… hopefully. She glanced over to Cirven and took in a deep breath before pushing herself back up to her feet.

“We should go around town and make sure there are none of these guys left… If the wolf I froze wasn’t burnt… im sure he’s on the loose… and then there’s that white one form before… im not really sure what happened to him…”
She stated lowly as she brought her hands to her lips and gave a loud whistle. It took a moment for an answer to come, but soon the sound of beating wings was heard above them as Zinnath came flying towards the two slayers.

Zinnath looked pretty beaten up, as if she too had been fighting all night. She had bites and scratch marks covering her body with a strange, sickly green ooze seeping from her damaged scales.

“Aww… Zinny…”
She said as she quickly ran over to the Serpent as she landed and folded in her wings. She hugged the Serpent quickly before having a gentle look over her wounds. She was hoping that she would have been able to last better than this on her own against the werewolves, and that she would be able to give her some drinkable water… but just couldn’t ask her partner for that now.

“You did good Zinnath… You got most of the villagers to safety?”
She asked the serpent who nodded it’s great head, earning a pat from Aayla as she continued to pet her.

“Good… there’s one more little girl that Cirven hid away… I know you can smell her on me… Find her, and get both of you to safety okay?”
The Serpent nodded again before spreading out it’s massive wings once more and taking off from her spot.

“Want to split up looking for the other ones… or stay together?”
She asked her brother now. She would have preferred to stay with him at this point… but she would leave that decision up to her brother.

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Cirven huffed in some air then used his free hand to run through his hair and scratch the back of his neck. It was a soothing feeling somehow after all of the fighting had been over with. At least that was how it had seemed to him as he saw the sun starting to peak through the sky. He had started to worry about the girl he had helped hide but with the rising sun it had started to change things.

He turned to his sister as she began to speak about their next part of the job. "So we are doing clean up duty now. Sounds easy. These mutts are probably more damaged than us after all the fighting. Hopefully when we find them they hadn't killed each other or anyone else. Rather not have them go through that pain." He spoke back to her as she called for Zinnath with a whistle.

His face lit up into a smile as his voice started to sound as if he were talking to a baby. "Zinny! How are you girl? We will patch you up later and feed you something nice for all you did and are doing. Save that girl and we will meet up with you later, OK?" He gave the serpent a wave and returned back to his regular self after she left.  

He then dropped the Xihe form of the Kukan causing it to shine in a bright light for a short time while it returned to its original form. He slid the blade into the sheath on his side. He stretched his arms up above his head and yawned. "Did we really fight for all that time?" He chuckled some. "We will really be feeling all of this soon."

He looked at his sister as she questioned him on if they should stick together or not. "Aly, I didn't want to separate in the first place. We had to to keep the enemies from swarming us though. So yeah we are sticking together." He walked over to the house where he had eaten the flames from to see that the werewolf had been slowly melting from its ice prison while they dealt with things. The sun rising and shining on the beast had caused it to revert back to the human form of a naked man. Cirven built up his white flames around his body and held out his arms over the ice block to melt it faster.

The man flopped out onto the floor soaking wet from the ice melting. "Uhh... Aalya. Do I have to touch him? I don't want to touch him.." He pointed down to the man while staring at his sister.

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Aayla couldn’t help but smile softly at Cirven’s decision to stick together. Even through all the strength she had acquired, through everything she had been through she didn’t want to be separated from her family again… she had driven a big enough wedge between them once, and didn’t plan on keeping that gap open for too long.

When Cirven went off to take care of the lycan still lying down in the burnt down house, Aayla was quick to follow, very nearly reaching out to take her brothers hand as she used to do, but quickly snapping herself out of it as he addressed her. She looked over to the naked man, not thinking much of his appearance… sadly it was nothing new to her… some of the slaves back when she was little didn’t get the benefit of clothing.

She sighed though as she moved both of her hands forward, manipulating the water on the ground and sending it towards the man. She slipped the water underneath him before bringing her hands up and lifting the water, with the man on top of it, carefully moving him out of the building and out onto the grass where she was standing.

“Maybe we should set up a sort of medical area for them… a tent or something big… maybe like that big building over there? We can try to set it up to make sure everyone is okay while we clean up.”
She offered, pointing towards the center of town. There was a building there that had only suffered minor damages, and it would be big enough to house those they had beaten in battle, and anyne else that had suffered from the nights events.

Behind another building, the white werewolf snarled as it watched the two slayers as they picked up a human. How badly it wanted to sink it’s fangs into that human and tear it limb from limb… but for now it would wait… he had learned that both mages could change their forms when they knew an enemy was coming, making it impossible for him to hurt them… no… he would wait until they weren’t expecting him. And then he would strike. For the time being, he quietly snuck his wa around the buildings where he made his way to the opposing side of the building Aayla had pointed out. He broke a storage room window and quickly snuck inside.

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His sister used the water to carry the man outside and into the grass keeping them both from having to touch the naked man. Cirven just didn't want to touch the man at all seeing he was naked after all. He felt like he would touch something that would scar him for life. "Thanks Aly. I just wanted to avoid accidentally hurting him because I touched something that I didn't want to." He grinned at her and scratched his head hoping that she wouldn't comment on what he had just said.

He looked toward the building his sister had pointed out as a possible area they could take the unconscious people. "Yeah that should work. Hopefully there is less naked men though. The only thing I need to see and worry about is my own after all." He continued his grin from earlier, feeling awkward from speaking about such things with his sister.

He knew she didn't want to hear about how he didn't want to deal with the naked men and had a feeling she would shoot him a glare because he didn't speak the same thing about the possible naked women in the area. "Just forget I said any of that and I will just try to deal with it as it comes to us. I can't let you have to do all the work anyways. I have to be a big brother."

"So yeah, where should we go next? I know I left some of the werewolves unconscious inside the forest near by. Should we go there and get them seeing as it is kind of far from here?" He stared towards the forest he had come out of earlier. "Or should we go and check out that big building first?" He waited for her to answer him. He had made the decision to stick together but she was always better with what they should do next.

He then turned back to his sister and smiled at her. She might not have caught it but he noticed her try to hold his hand earlier. "By the way, if you wanted to hold my hand all you had to do was ask. You are my sister after all. You are the only one I will be holding hands with like that." He put his hand out to her. "Here." He thought of the times when he was brought to their old town and she cheered him up enough to hold hands with her. He only hoped that he could return that feeling back to her.

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“If they are that far away then we should get them first to make sure they are alright… by the time we get them… I don’t doubt that the sun will be up higher and all the werewolves wll have turned back… so there’s no need to really check the building.”
She stated as she followed Civen towards the forest, until he stopped to offer her his hand. Her face went bright red as she instinctively pouted and looked away from the elder sibling.

“W…what? I wasn’t reaching …for your hand… I thought uhm… there was broken glass… and I didn’t want you to …step on it…”
She defended, glancing at his hand before taking it and quickly leading the way towards the forest. She didn’t look back at him, instead stayed focused (to some degree) on what was in front of her. She didn’t know why she lied… she had wanted to hold his hand, to be reassured that he would stay close… but at the same time she didn’t want him to see that she still needed someone to be close to her.

When they came into the entrance of the forest, the light still remained blocked out from the thick of it, causing Aayla to take a hesitant sniff at the air before taking them deeper in. It was cold in the shade, away from the sun, the only part of her body that was at all warm was her hand.

“AAAAH! GET IT OFF OF ME!”
A voice cried out from a little deeper in the forest. You could hear leaves shuffling and shrubs being trampled as a commotion went on ahead of them.  The smell of blood quickly would fill both the slayers nostrils, causing them to speed up through the trees to come across a battered lycan attempting to strike down a half naked human male.  The smell on the lycan was familiar to her, and she frowned as she extended a hand forward.

“Water Lock!”
She called out, a large circle f water manifesting itself around the lycan as it tried to take a bite out of the now bleeding man. The lycan thrashed and growled against it’s new cage, but quickly slowed  down as it sank to the bottom. It was too weak to fight back, and had barely taken a breath before being engulfed in water. The lycan passed out rather easily, and Aayla sighed in relief.

“Can you make sure that guys okay..?”
She asked Cirven.

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He shook his head at his sister as she tried to mask what she was doing earlier. He knew it was a lie because she reached directly towards his hand but stopped herself earlier. He kept a smile on his face anyways though because she took his hand and basically dragged him into the forest. He could tell she was growing up some but she was still the little sister he always knew. The same little sister who only wanted someone around her. "Having fun tugging me around there?" He teased her as she pulled him around.

They stopped in place as they heard the yells from someone who sounded like they were being attacked. The siblings quickly ran towards where the sound of the screaming was coming from to find one of the werewolves had stayed in its form while being in the shade of the forest. It was standing over a naked man and looked like it was about to take a bite out of the man. Cirven started to run over to stop the werewolf but his sister beat him to it by forming her water lock around the beast. "Ok.. I almost had that one.." He spoke as he slowed down his speed and checked on the man who had passed out from the near mauling. "You should place the over grown mutt in the sun light so that it morphs back to a human. Would rather not have to deal with it attacking anymore people."

He let out a sigh when he sister asked him to check on the naked man. He knew what he had to do next and he was not happy with it at all. "You mean I have to carry him, right? Ugh.." Cirven slowly pushed his arms under the head and knees of the man and picked him out. He kept his eyes forward as he walked towards his sister. "Lets.. Go.." He said as he kept his eyes looking straight ahead so that he didn't have to look at the man in his arms. "You have the other guy? I don't think I can hold two of them at all." He raised his chin up so that he couldn't see what the man was packing as he walked. IT made him look awkward but he would deal with it seeing as he would rather not see everything he was holding.

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“Yeah… good idea…”
She stated as he dropped the water lock spell with a splash as it hit the ground. The unconscious lycan coughing in it’s unconsciousness though moving little more than that. Aayla then manipulated all of the water underneath the lycan and used it to lift it up so that she could carry it out of the forest limits and into the sunlight. There, the werewolf immediately started changing back to normal. The fur began receeding into long black hair, the naked, bare skin of a woman soon coming into view. Again, she thought nothing of the woman’s nakedness as she lay there unconscious. Instead she waited fr Cirven to catch up before speaking again.

“You said there were more in the forest right? We can’t forget them…”
She said as she walked up to the man Cirven was carrying and placed her hands against the gaping wounds caused by the lycan. She manipulated nearby water to the open wound, then quickly froze it to stop the man’s bleeding. She made sure it wasn’t solid ice however, not to give him hypothermia or frost bite.

“We can leave them in the sunlight here, and find the others to bring them back to safety… If the shades stopping them from turning back they really need our help…”
She said before waiting for him to put down his still conscious passenger before taking off into the forest with her brother again.

She followed her nose to the most concentrated smell of either burning hair or wet dog. There, they began to find the downed lycans one by one. Some of them were still in their transformed state, while others had returned to their fully naked human forms. She wondered why these people lost their clothes in the transformations… when she changes into her takeover… her clothes changed with her… and when she changed back, her regular clothes returned as well… this seemed like a very strange kind of magic indeed.

She began soaking the area with water, manipulating it to bring all of the fallen victims closer together and one by one, she would try to bring them back into the sunlight with the others.

As Aayla and Cirven worked, the female lycan turned human began to wake, rubbing her eys as she suddenly took in a large breath of air, clinging to her throat as if she was still choking. When she found out she wasn’t, she looked around to find another fully naked man lying nearby. Se shuddered as she began to creep away from what was no doubt a pervert.

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"Oh.. Yeah.." He had forgotten about the others because he had been too focused on helping the man in his arms get back to the village. It was all mostly just to get the man out from his arms though more than it was about getting him to the village. He was happy when his sister said they could leave him in the grass and under the sun while they went and saved everyone. "Good.. Don't have to carry him that far now."

He laid the man gently down in the grass and made sure to not lay him in a bad position where he was on any of his wounds. "Kind of wish Kiersa was here to heal them. I can heal them but not as well as she could or as fast." He then realized his sister had gotten the female out of the two. "Of course you get the girl and I get the guy out of the two!" He scoffed and then followed her as they found the way to the other werewolves he had dealt with earlier. They managed to move all of them into the light so that they could change back while the moved the other who had already changed back there as well.

"You think they will all be OK? I didn't really hold back much against them after all. I didn't have much of a choice but to hurt them that much." He spoke to his sister as he placed the last person down the grass. He then caught sight of one of the people they had saved who had woken up. She started to move away from the naked man next to her.

"Hey! Don't be scared! I know it looks weird but we have saved you from what happened last night!" He yelled at her as he walked towards her. The naked woman was too scared about everything to listen and instead ran off back into the forest. She continued running until she fell to the ground and came face to face with a snake. The snake lunged at her but was cut while it was still in the air by Cirven's blade. He swung the blade out towards the ground to get the blood off of it and moved towards the woman. "Now like I was saying, we saved you. Are you OK?" She was in too much shock to speak back.

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“This is exactly how it looks you pervert!”
The woman cried out before running back into the forest, hoping to find her way back home that way so that no one could see her! It was too embarrassing to go back and face them! However, she soon trippd and found herself face to face with a snake, causing her to shriek loudly only to be saved by the same pervert from earlier.

“A… at least lend me your shirt!”
She cried out at Cirven, sitting back to try and cover herself while extending her hand for the aforementioned shirt.

Aayla couldn’t help but laugh as she slowly began to take those people who couldn’t walk towards the building they had set aside as a medical area. She was manipulating her water to act as a slow moving sort of conveyer belt, only moving two at a time as that was all she could really keep lifted above the water.

“Cirven you know I could use your help here…”
She called out to her brother as she took her jacket off, offering it to the man who’s wound she had covered in ice. Even though she tried her best to keep him warm while making sure the ice did it’s job. They had to stop a few times to make sure that everyone was alright, but eventually, Aayla made it back to the building with the held of some of the other people.

They started to take everyone inside, finding beds where they could and highjacking sofas and anything else they could find, placing everything in the gymnasium. It seemed that the building they had chosen was a school, and it had been equipped with some emergency provisions for just such an occasion. However, with so many wounded, Aayla had to start taking out things like Gym mat’s to make sure everyone would have a place to lie down once they got here… There were at least another dozen people out there who would need their help.

“We have to find a way to get all of them here faster… I don’t think I can carry them all…”
She muttered under her breath, placing her hands on her hips as she thought. Finally, one of the men came up to her, dressed in nothing but a torn pair of shorts. He handed her a speakerphone and smiled softly at the girl before going to lie back down on his cot.

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"Can't even get a thank you before you just try to take my shirt from me." He grunted out as he put his blade back onto its sheath. He then slid off his shirt and placed it in the woman's hands. His shirt was big enough to cover her body and would cover down to her thighs. "Can I get a thank you now?" He spoke to her somewhat annoyed by how she had sounded to him earlier even after saving her.

He didn't really get a chance to listen to what she would have to say next because he had heard his sister calling him for help. "Got to go help her with the others from the village. Can you help us with moving people around? Some of them are injured from last night." He didn't exactly wait long for her response and started to walk back to where the others were. "I'm Cirven by the way and that voice you heard come from my sister Aalya." He spoke as he walked forward.

He came back into the area where they had moved everyone and started to help them stand up as they woke up. He practically blended in with them now that he was missing his shirt. He helped as many people as he could up who could still walk and then helped the others walk who couldn't properly. They found a way of getting everyone to the building they spoke about putting everyone earlier by using his sister's ability with water as well as having the people who were not too injured help with getting everyone to the building.

They had found some clothing for most of the people to wear who had been without any and for the others they found some towels. It helped Cirven with dealing with the nakedness of the situation. The school building was flooded with people who needed help with their wounds but the two mages could only do so much for them.

"Yeah we do need to find the others but we have another issue with helping everyone with their injuries. I hope that we get some sort of back up soon because I don't know how long some of them will last." He watched as the man approached his sister with a speakerphone. He didn't completely understand what that could do in the situation but figured his sister would think of something.

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The girl swiped at the shirt and turned her back to Cirven, slipping the garment over her and scrunching her nose at the smell of it. Obviously this guy had been working hard all night to work up a sweat like this. She didn’t say anything though, for fear of him trying to take it back and leaving her butt naked again. She pushed herself back up to her feet, wobbling slightly before catching herself on a tree.  She went to tell Cirven to piss off at treating her like an ungrateful kid, but he just turned around and went to help the other girl… his sister he explained.  She just grumbled and followed along behind him, holding down the ends of his shirt to make sure nothing would show, her face bright red the entire time.
 
When Cirven came into the building, helping however he could to bring the rest of the people in, she smiled as she went over to him.

“I know… some of these people are really hurt… im sure one of them is a doctor or a healer… or something… or maybe the magic council will be sending someone now that it’s day break. We can’t exactly leave them to go look for someone ourselves…”
She stated gently as she headed for the door. Once outside, a bright light engulfed her body once more as wings sprout out from behind her. She spread the metallic looking wings out as wide as they would go before beating them powerfully as she took off into the air. She hovered above the building and took in a deep break before speaking into the mic.

“Hey everyone! All those of you who can walk, help your neighbours to the school at the center of town! We’ve set up a shelter to help the wounded! I repeat! Everyone who can walk, help those around you get to the school at the center of town for shelter!”
Her voice echoed through the air loudly, no doubt carrying well across the town to everyone that could still move. She could just faintly see a few people stirring, some of them pointing up at her to indicate where the voice was coming from, and slowly, people started to gather together and help each other out.

“Thank the maker this is almost over…”
She said, yawning widely as she made her descent back to the front door of the school, peering inside to see how everyone was doing.

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Cirven followed his sister outside and watched as she used her magic to grow a pair of wings on her back. She then flew up and used the speakerphone to yell at everyone near by them. He had to cover his ears as she did it because of his enhanced hearing making her sound a lot louder to him than the others around. He removed his hands as she came down from above and smiled at her.

His smile dropped though as he had a sudden feeling come over him. Something felt off to him. It was like they had forgotten something or someone. He looked around them suddenly for no more reason than his gut telling him to do so but didn't find anything that caught his eye. "Sorry.. I just feel weird all of a sudden. Like something is off."

He stopped looking and sighed. He rubbed the back of his neck as he thought what it could have been. "Never mind. I think I am just being weird or somethi-" He stopped speaking and ran up to his sister and pushed her to the side as the white werewolf from the night before lunged at her.

It didn't find its intended target in Aalya but instead got Cirven who it slammed into the wall of the school with its lunge. It then grabbed Cirven by his neck and slammed him into the wall again. "GAH!" Cirven let out a gasp of pain as he hit again. The werewolf was about to slam him into the wall a third time but Cirven took the chance to inhale some air and then release a ball of flame at point blank range into the werewolf's face. "Flame Demon's Rage..." Cirven spoke out through the pain wrecking through his body.

The white werewolf let go of Cirven immediately as it reached up to its eyes and squealed in pain. Cirven fell to the ground from all the pain and didn't move. He was long from being near death but the exhaustion from everything had gotten to him, especially after being slammed into a wall twice. He pushed himself up from the floor slowly and hoped that his sister would be able to keep the beast distracted as he did so. "Can't rest yet.. Gramps would complain at me way too much next time I saw him if I did.." He thought to himself as he pushed himself up from the ground.

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