Sasha Martin's Secondary Magic Training (Private)

The white haired girl began to laugh and her grin continue to show as the woman's over angered body began to take a toll on her. The onslaught that Sasha had given had begun to become a big build up of adrenaline and anger poured into the biggest amount of fuel for her excitement. She dashed in almost at blinding speed and swung her sword up and crashed into the blade and sent a chunk into the air. She spun around and surprised the woman with a second swing. She came down and bright it down onto her shoulder and cleanly cut through it, taking off the arm with the blood smearing onto the blade as it rubbed against her body. Tiffany let out a shriek of pain as she stumbled back and held her severed limbs open, gaping hole. Several suited people ran out as fast as they can and covered her, picking up the arm and several escorting her back to the van by the exit of the farm. Down the road from that was a fork in the road. The left had taken people towards the rest of Fiore, while the right had taken people towards Cedar to be able to take the ferry or simply visit the town. The fact of where the land had been was rather convenient and well placed for it's business. And more so, being near a port town had been a smarter idea because of the fact that rainfall was practically always a thing, so a drought was highly unlikely. "You little bitch! I swear I'll get you back, even if it means I get to all you love and cherish! They'll all die!" She shouted, screaming passed the people carrying her away. Sasha sighed and starred with the killing intent of a samurai. Someone who would kill without mercy and not give a single care about and raised her blade high up as spacial energy charged in it.

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The spacial energy began to slowly build up around the blade as it hunt high into the air. She watched the group carrying off her mother and she cackled like her mental state had shattered, slamming the blade into the ground. A large crescent shaped spacial energy shot at the group, crashing into them and exploding them outward into a spread. tiffany flew and hit the ground, acting like a rock skipping on the surface of the water for a moment before she had rolled to a stop and laid on the ground. The rest of the people had been separated out in various directions, some able to get up, while others weren't able to at all. Slowly, the white haired bunny girl began to slowly walk toward the group. She was breathing a little heavy, her mana dropping bit by bit, but ever bit of it was worth it. her Peridot suit had begun to get cloaked into a dark purple, amethyst color. As well as the rest of her suit, she began to feel the refreshed feeling of her momentum building up and she vanished quickly. Looking around, Tiffany had tried to find out where Sasha was, but had no idea where she was. "Yooooo hoooo~~~" Sasha playfully called out, reaching down and yanking the woman up by her hair and holding her close. "Oh come on mama~ Can't keep up with little bunny?~ Tee hee!~" She tossed the woman up, letting her attempt to get back onto her feet. Quickly, a flash of lightning had swung up with Sasha's hand, making a claw like shape and cracking her in the jaw and sending her a few inches into the air. In a split second, the mentally broken mage jumped and spun around, landing a strong kick into Tiffany's gut and sending her flying back at a high rate of speed.

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"COME BACK AND PLAY, MAMA!" She sprung over in almost an instant, keeping up with the speed she had sent Tiffany flying, slamming her gut first into the ground and skidding to a stop as she turned her body to face the crowd. "And for my next trick! I'll make someone's head.. DISAPPEAR!" She darted off and passed the woman with a high rate of speed and swung her blade with such a speed, only the light of the sun reflecting off the metal had been seen in motion. She stopped dead in her tracks, the weapon in the end of the swing before one man began to choke for roughly a couple seconds and his head plopped off his body, his body hitting the ground. Turning around, her blade rested onto her left shoulder, she hummed happily as she had looked right at Tiffany. The auburn haired woman starred, scared now of what has simply happened in less than a few minutes of meeting her and what she did to have that side of her daughter happen... and how she could make it hers. "Sasha, dear. Listen to mama now. This is controllable. Calm down now, alright?" She paused as Sasha had continued to walk close to her, acting as though she hadn't heard her at all. "W-W-Who's mama's little precious bunny? A-Aren't you m-my little baby bun- AHH!" She flinched and stopped as a large blade lunged at her and stopped as it hit the ground next to her. Opening her eyes, Sasha was inches from her face, knelt down to be right in her face and patted the girl on the head and giggling like a child. "I'm papa's little bunny. You're nothing. Laughing Coffin, Papa, my friends? See Tiffy, you don't have shit anymore. You're a dried up loser. I'll make sure you get enough time to think it over in hell, okay? How's that sound!?"

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She bounced up onto her feet and giggled like a little kid and spun around, letting out a "Weeeee!~" sound as she had basked in her insanity. "AND! If this is controllable, then I'll get it under control! But for now, this fun I'm having, it won't stop! THIS IS ONE CARNIVAL RIDE THAT'LL NEVER END! NYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" She cackled like an evil genius and walked over to an unconscious body, inspecting his unconscious body for a moment while she debated on killing him or not. Smirking, she was ready in deciding on his judgment and readied herself to end him and make him another example of what to do when you threaten something close to Sasha. From someone who not long ago was afraid of violence, someone who couldn't stand it turning into some maniacal blood thirsty warrior was fine with her. She'd take it! It's what she needed! the courage to be able to fight off anyone, to FINALLY be able to solve her problems and to give her the confidence she needed to kill without feeling that same fright she had towards the sight of needless bloodshed. Whether she could stop it or not and control it didn't matter! She had it in her, it was there! That alone was a candle of motivation and of the goal seeker she was to use this as a tool. A tool to use to climb the mountain of obstacles she needed to get though the problems she had, and though the road from here would be hard, she would suffer through any bit of pain and torture she had to if it meant the means of her goals. If they could be done, then Sasha could feel that she would be perfectly content with anything she could do. This alone was the start she was looking for, and she would never let Tiffany stop her from using it to her advantage.

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Finally, the moment came to give Tiffany the proof that she would surely not let her live. She turned away from the person she had thought to kill and turned to her. She smiled and walked towards her, skipping every so often like a little girl and stopping about a foot away from her and looking down. The auburn haired victim was now crying! Sasha pointed and laughed a little at the sight of the tears and shook her head as the laughter turned into little chuckles and shrugged. "Is wittwe Tiffy cwying?~ Dat's so cyoot~" She taunted, waving Memento around as she had a toy figurine. "Oh well!~" She raised the weapon up, ready to swing, when a hand reached up and grabbed onto the sword, while the other wrapped around Sasha's body and hugged her in. "One time chance, leave and don't 'cha come back, or I let 'er go." A familiar, country themed voice called out. Sasha froze for a moment, her face frozen with surprise as her mind was a mess to control her feelings. She didn't know what to think or do, but she didn't even notice Tiffany stumbling and limping her way toward the van near the road and being pulled inside by a few remaining people and taking off without a second to think. "B-But.. p-papa... Y-You.." A tear slipped down her cheek before her requips all left her body and hand, becoming a small figure with teal colored hair, tears slipping down and hugging onto the man as she began to cry into his chest. "Why papa, why!? A-After all she said and did!" She shouted, the other arm being wrapped around her while she cried continuously, remaining silent while he comforted her. "I don't really know, Sasha... I.. Just couldn't let you do it. Now, let it all out."

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