![Senior [500]](https://i.imgur.com/Nmfn8cD.png)
![Novice [250]](https://i.imgur.com/lrYlde6.png)
Simon let himself relax a bit when he saw the Myrmidon descend from the sky. The ship was rapidly becoming a sight for sore eyes. He had been resting, sitting on a large rock nearby, when the ship came down. The short reprieve had left him feeling a bit better but the long day was definitely wearing on him. Too many close calls, and far too much strain on his body were tugging down on his permanent smile. But things were looking up now that Anastasia was back with the remaining shards, they could finally get this curse lifted and go home. Something the speedster was definitely looking forward too. It'd been just one mission after the other, and his last one hadn't been any easier. Even if it had a nice reward at the end... Simon shook himself from his reflection and walked over to the ship as it landed.
He reached the table just as Talyia slammed her loot on it. Simon couldn't stop himself from glancing away from Talyia's flattering greeting. Even in mortal peril he could still be embarrassed. But there wasn't any time for that; almost as soon as Talyia had finished talking the newly repaired containment chest instantly burst open with billowing smoke. The blade reformed and from swirling darkness came what could only be the demon of the sword. In a flash it executed the nearby Rune Knights, Simon grimaced in surprise. Any other day he could've stopped the attack, but his fatigue was having a very real impact on him. Better late then never Simon rushed in with his super speed launching a volley of kicks at the demon, but they were casually deflected with the blunt of his blade and Simon was forced to jump back. "Tch my legs just aren't listening to me..."
Conveniently it seemed his job partner had just the thing for that. Magically rejuvenated from her magic shout, and just a bit excited by her cool speech Simon dashed back into things. His body greatly relieved moved like a blur as it had before, now as Simon led with a high jump he easily connected. His boot satisfactorily crunched into the man's face sending him reeling backwards. He taunted him yelling, "Hey hey! Eyes on me tall dark and brooding! You're primary threat is right here!" Then with that he was right back at it with a barrage of quick kicks in an attempt to overwhelm his demonic foe. Simon's sudden speed boost from Sigmund's Courage had thrown the demon off guard letting Simon land a few scathing blows. But this enemy was no push-over, as soon as they adjusted to Simon's new speed they were counting his incoming blows just as before.
It was a rapid exchange of basic attacks from both parties, neither landing anything substantial, but one mistake from either of them would change that. Despite dozens of blows being traded the entire exchange only lasted a second before a mistake was made. That mistake seemed to come on Simon's end, he went too far in with a round house kick that was easily side stepped. The kick was too wide and Simon couldn't recover in time. Taking the opportunity the blade demon brought his blade down on Simon's head in a cruel two handed slash. But it didn't go quite right as the blade harmlessly passed through Simon as he magically converted his body into magma. The sword went straight through his fluid body burying itself in the ground below Simon's feet. It should have only taken a moment for the swordsmen to pull it free but he didn't have that moment as Simon took the chance to bear hug him with his molten form.
The demon screamed in pain as it was burned but it seemed plenty durable, the burning magma only doing superficial damage to it. But for the moment it was keeping him in place, which had been Simon's plan from the get-go. So he grit his teeth and held on for dear life. Alright Anastasia. Do something cool!
He reached the table just as Talyia slammed her loot on it. Simon couldn't stop himself from glancing away from Talyia's flattering greeting. Even in mortal peril he could still be embarrassed. But there wasn't any time for that; almost as soon as Talyia had finished talking the newly repaired containment chest instantly burst open with billowing smoke. The blade reformed and from swirling darkness came what could only be the demon of the sword. In a flash it executed the nearby Rune Knights, Simon grimaced in surprise. Any other day he could've stopped the attack, but his fatigue was having a very real impact on him. Better late then never Simon rushed in with his super speed launching a volley of kicks at the demon, but they were casually deflected with the blunt of his blade and Simon was forced to jump back. "Tch my legs just aren't listening to me..."
Conveniently it seemed his job partner had just the thing for that. Magically rejuvenated from her magic shout, and just a bit excited by her cool speech Simon dashed back into things. His body greatly relieved moved like a blur as it had before, now as Simon led with a high jump he easily connected. His boot satisfactorily crunched into the man's face sending him reeling backwards. He taunted him yelling, "Hey hey! Eyes on me tall dark and brooding! You're primary threat is right here!" Then with that he was right back at it with a barrage of quick kicks in an attempt to overwhelm his demonic foe. Simon's sudden speed boost from Sigmund's Courage had thrown the demon off guard letting Simon land a few scathing blows. But this enemy was no push-over, as soon as they adjusted to Simon's new speed they were counting his incoming blows just as before.
It was a rapid exchange of basic attacks from both parties, neither landing anything substantial, but one mistake from either of them would change that. Despite dozens of blows being traded the entire exchange only lasted a second before a mistake was made. That mistake seemed to come on Simon's end, he went too far in with a round house kick that was easily side stepped. The kick was too wide and Simon couldn't recover in time. Taking the opportunity the blade demon brought his blade down on Simon's head in a cruel two handed slash. But it didn't go quite right as the blade harmlessly passed through Simon as he magically converted his body into magma. The sword went straight through his fluid body burying itself in the ground below Simon's feet. It should have only taken a moment for the swordsmen to pull it free but he didn't have that moment as Simon took the chance to bear hug him with his molten form.
The demon screamed in pain as it was burned but it seemed plenty durable, the burning magma only doing superficial damage to it. But for the moment it was keeping him in place, which had been Simon's plan from the get-go. So he grit his teeth and held on for dear life. Alright Anastasia. Do something cool!
![Grand Master [2000]](https://i.imgur.com/SGD5XSW.png)
![Master [1000]](https://i.imgur.com/AQXM4xC.png)
It has been a while, but Anastasia's cursed blood activated. This caused her hair to lengthen and turn a silverish blue color and her eyes to change to a very brilliant blue. Her outfit changed to something completely foreign. Anastasia pulled herself up, staring into the silver-haired man's eyes. She held her hand out forcing a massive spear to appear in her left hand. The spear appeared to be a spiral shape; as if it could pierce the heavens. 
