Job Title: Wanted! Demolitions Expert! [Marschal and Mammon]

Mammon was stuck with the drunken fool that had gotten him tipsy. It impressed Mammon that someone like this can have a constant active. It bothered him because that also could weaken him in battle. No matter he will put up with as he would. While they traveled in a pairs, Mammon was eating his hot clam chowder. With his trusty spoon. "Mar, say you don't happen to drunk your enemies to death with your ability. I must say you do release that has an effect on me as well?" he asked him carefully. No matter, he was Iza's half brother. Just because he didn't like Mar when he was drunk. Didn't mean he was a bad person. Guess Mammon can trust the fellow. He wondered will Mar teach him how to be a Drunken fool. Or not. However, the corruption would be real if Mammon started drinking.

Mammon glanced up. They were doing a C rank Job. Which was a grade higher then a D rank mission. Mar was not aware of Mammon's unique ability to absorb Fire and increase his speed and strength, this ability did not go away. It was constant. In a sense some may say fire did nothing to him. Mammon had yet to exploit his own magic's full powerful potent ability. "Mar I need you to promise me. If I ever cast a wall of Fire. You will stay out of range. " he told him quietly. He wondered himself what Mar's true abilities were and it's full power. No matter he will so find out. On a next note. He needed to get himself to C rank. If he was able to do this. He will maybe unlock a new variety of new abilities for his hellish flames. In fact so Far his attacks did Area over environment that itself is strong and effective. But it also held supportive abilities, and offense of defensive abilities. He wondered if he was capable of doing far more then he could have. He shook his head and kept eating his soup. While he moved towards there location of the job.

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Affected or unaffected it mattered little as long as he would be able to get his head in the game and keep moving forward. He had to ensure that he would be able to do whatever he could to prevent the tipsy from happening. The smell from Mar's mouth or aura was annoying and he disgusted the smell of it. It was like hinting him to come over and encode him with the alcohol. He shook his head and sighed once they've entered the mine field. "Yeep I love this place. I wonder what creatures will be on this battlefield!" he said giggling. Once that was done he would then smile. And move along side him. While eating. The smell surprisingly did not bother Mammon at all. In fact Mammon was embracing the breath of the yummy feeling of it. It was built greatly and the smell of coal and choral covered him as if it was lust. He noticed on Mar's facial expressions that the smell bothered him. "Aye, if fire doesn't bother you. You ought to have not be bothered by the smell of that. Don't you say. I also must say that you should honestly do something about that hair. it's weird." he said. Shaking his head slowly.

His eyes moving forward as he kept on eating his right hand holding his bowel the left holding his spoon as he kept on eating. "I am ready. Come on, let's go." he said following Mar inside the tunnels this ought to be great to be quite honest. The two of them adventures. Then he heard the sounds of bombing, on the walls. This did not bother him. Until suddenly a dynamite was rent, at Mammon face, exceeding on impact and he was sent flying, his Soup flying off his hands. Mammon's eyes closed as he felt to the ground. The fire was absorbed into his body and no damage was done to Mammon, instead he he grew physical stronger and his speed raised up. he got up, and made his way towards the wall. Claws formed in the form of his hands. As he dunged into the walls and formed a weapon of sort. Then he ripped it from the wall and made his way towards the enemies. "You ruined my fucking soup. I will now kill each and everyone of you! I WILL FUCKING DESTROY YOU!" no one touches his soup and lives. He made his way towards the enemies, as they through those explosions things at him, that only fueled his power. Doing subtly nothing to him, he would take out his hand and wack the first first right across his face. "YOU HURT MY FEELING!" He said in the out most tallish voice. Feeling annoyed and pissed off. he would then wack the other guy with the Lead pipe that was built from the walls of the tunnels "Well your gonna help me or what. Mar." He shouted at Mar's location in a pissed off manner. Annoyed and ticked off Mammon was.

He sighed to himself and would close his eyes before those enemies got up and kept throwing things at him. This time it pushed him back quite the distance but the damage was null. Other then fueling his physical strength along with speed.

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Mammon sighed to himself. He worked himself to hard to not go out with a bang. Besides there will be a tough boss that he will be fighting. He will be fighting some Fire boss. Well right? Since these enemies did fire damage, Which barely did anything but push him and fuel his physical strength and speed. This out to be fun. He noticed Mar going at it. So Mammon decided to unless his own hell. "Oh Boy. To think I am going to let you live? You good sir are suddenly mistaken I WILL FREAKING TAKE YOUR LIMBS OFF FOR BLOWING UP MY SOUP! IT WAS MY SOUP AND MY SOUP ALONE YOU BLOODY THING HOW DEAR YOU TOUCH MY SOUP I WILL FREAKING ANNIHILATION YOU! BELIEVE!" he said. With that being said he formed Hellfire Claws. Once he gained the hellfire claws he smiled to himself and nodded his head. "Are you ready to get dunked on You bloody idiots. Like them idiots and shine bright like a freaking diamond. Understand me? You shine brightly like a bloody diamond as I rip you to freaking shreds. And smooth you with FREAKS!" he was now spewing utter nonsense from his mouth from being pissed the hell up. Annoyed and pissed off he was and not a single thing was done about it. Well say no more today that will soon all change because he will do something no man has done before. He would simply conditioned these silly little shits to oblivion. No one touches his soup and lives to tell the tale about it. He nodded his head and simply smiled to himself. This time charging at them. Once he neared his target, he driveler strong Hellfire claw marks right into the grove of the face of the target, ripping it's head from it's neck, the flames that touch the target's body, tried to his body and left after burns. He didn't stop there. oh boy, he kept hitting the target's headless chest, as he would begin to non senseless pound ad pump his claws into it's chest ripping chunks after chunks off flesh. Mammon was beyond annoyed. Oh boy he would simply not stop there, he flipped back wards and gripped the already dead person by the legs, and slam him on to the wall. Then Mammon leaped at him and begun clawing with left hand at his body, while the right held on to the wall. "I WILL DESTROY! DON"T TOUCH MY SOUP!" He said again to the already dead person.

Mammon had seemed to lose all sense of control as he would attempt to delimb his limbs now, Both arms and Both legs till there was a Body with ripped chunked of flesh in it, He leaped off the wall and landed on the ground. breathing heavily as the Body dropped on the ground. "Don't ever let anyone touch my Soup.. Mar.. Or this will happen to that person." He pointed at the body. He then begun to laugh. Before he finally calmed down. "Right so let's take out the big guy. And your buying me soup Right? WE GONNA EAT SOUP RIGHT? Yes? SOUP! I LOVE SOUP! Let's eat soup. All the soup in the world. It will be great wouldn't it." He said happily. Like ignoring the fact that he just ripped a creature from limb to limb. All because his soup got ruined. But all that angry had gone away. And he smiled to be at total peace for now of course. He approached Mar, and hugged him strangely he felt at ease. That he managed to take out his first enemy. With the help of Mar that is. So Mammon Felt at Ease for the current moment. After hugging him he would release him and speak. "How did I do? For the first time taken an enemy down with your help? Were you impressed? I think I knocked him out pretty good right?" he asked. Completely ignoring the fact that he just killed a creature because someone ruined his soup and made him drop it. It was an interesting thought how this all happened. Right? Mammon Hoped, Mar found him interesting for now?

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Mammon nodded his head as he smiled at what he did it was truly amazing at what he did to the man. But he hadn't realized that his actions might contain possible consequences that would impact not only himself but people around him and their views on him. He shook his head it was best not to dwell on that. But he should most likely answer. Marshy. It would make sense if he did answer him so he didn't leave him in the dark. He would nodded his head and look at him. "You know. You don't have to tell me twice. This is what happens when people mess with Soup. Anyways. Non of that. I'll try and keep my control if you want. It would be fair we don't get in trouble of the Magical Council let's keep this just between us? Don't you think that would be most fair?" he asked him curiously. He hoped Marshy would be an understanding person and keep it just between the two of them. Nodding his head he would sigh. man all this was for soup. How reckless did he honestly get it. Maybe he should have taken it easy? And not have been so bloody harsh? Aye? He chuckled to himself and shook his head back and forth.

Kept moving on. He stay close with Marshy. "Marshy. I will be good I promise let's just get out of this alive and well. I must say I am sorry for not being so helpful and not knocking him out I promise I will do much better okay?" he told him quietly. He would try to not kill anymore and work on control if someone messed with soup. With that being said he would shake his head. "You don't enjoy soup? I'll give you to enjoy something! How would you like some of my Raw meat?" he gave a sexual joke. This all seemed well and done with. Then there was a choice of the matter at hand at handling these slaves. Then suddenly another one of those fucks appeared. Mammon looked and pointed his foot down and stomped. "NO! NO! NO! God! Hell no!" he pointed down at the slave. "Bad dog." he said pointed on the ground for him to seat down and enjoy the fighting. Sadly that was not the case As Marshy took charge and decided to fight. As he fought he would begin to knock the slave down and do some hits on him. Mammon's ability always active so He still had his flames claws on him the one that enhanced his ability for strength and speed. After Mammon saw The slave in downed State get up. Mammon roared out and then made his way towards his location as he started to leap at him and slash at his face, leaving Marks, he did two claws then four more. Before the Slave punched Mammon. And sent him back. Mammon got up. and then clapped his hand, and released a monstrous flame thrower his way, burning him down once hit but not killing him he was most likely knocked out. With that being said and down he smiled to himself and nodded. "God." he said quietly.

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