Hold back the enemies without hurting them? He has no qualms about a few scratches on them, but if it’s for the guild’s reputation…
He yeets his way to the ground, almost like a missle. At the last minute he unfurls his wings and lands onto the cobblestone plaza. "Hah~!"
He looks one of the dancers straight in the eyes. Seth extends both of his arms and closes his palms. "Mitus,"
dark magic forms within the grip of his hands and leaks through the creases of his grip. "Lunares Ira!"
He spins around and opens his hands, dark magic waterfalling onto the ground and covering the stage. It ripples and crashes over itself, the incorporeal inky water phasing through the enemy’s feets and creating a somewhat perfect circle around Seth. The aggressors within his space suddenly LOOK as if a weight is bearing onto them, hunching slightly and moving visible slower. Seth and Jiyu, however, move at normal speed. He roundhouse kicks the dancer in the torso, enough to knock them down but not enough for it to hurt. Hopefully it will not leave a bruise if it turns out to be someone.
Within all of this, he can’t help but notice how… Cool? Jiyu is. Her flow in battle is admirable, as well as her trash talk. More to learn from her, he supposes.
“No signs of possession,” Jiyu says. Even better news. No time to wait, he rushes closer to incapacitated main vocal. It seems stunned at his sudden approach.
A voice within him dares to burst out: "How dare you prey on the liveliness the youth and threaten the spirit of the festival! Events where people of all backgrounds can coexist are sacred and indispensable! The fact that you impede on this is unforgivable!"
Seth opens his posture, widening the space between his feet. He bends forward, folding his fingers into a peace sign, pointing at the beast. He draws his arms out and around, creating a crescent, half-moon shaped gesture with the movement. "Maiden of Magic, clad in a twilight cloak that swallows the sun, I am Eclipsis! In the name of the cosmic sky, I will defeat you."
The monster seems somewhat offended, if not, confused at least at his statement. Regaining some control over his voice, he manages to began chanting the beginnings of his next spell. "Mitus!"
A backup vocal from behind him slashes with a thorned arm, gashing into his lower leg. Whatever spell he was planning on using is quickly cancelled. He seethes in pain, literally, making a hissing sound from sucking air through his gritted teeth. "Uh,"
he looks at Jiyu instinctively. For help? Maybe. Probably more of a friendly, “did that just happen?” more than anything. He blinks a few times and his horn releases an extremely bright flash of light. During, he heaves his wings and launches himself into the sky, totally bleeding down his leg and onto the stage. Really, flying is his only advantage in this fight. His hands glow a ocean blue and he awkwardly bends over in the air to touch his wounded leg. Initially stinging, his magic enveloping his calf and closing the wound, with bloodstains as the only evidence of injury.
His brow furrows. He stretches his wings, and increases the vigor of their steady beat from treading air. Moving higher into the sky, he considers his next move. He shouldn’t move too far from Jiyu, lest something happen she has to use her magic. Mass destruction isn’t really on his checklist, or Jiyu’s… or the guild’s either. A delicate hand is needed, perse. He moves his right hand in front of him, palm up. "Mitus,"
he says, materializing his words into a silver, moon shaped figure floating just above his palm. "Lunares."
A silver outline sparks into existence. Like quicksilver seeping through a porous sheet of paper, it shines and spreads, forming a perfect circle. It continues for a second more, before evening planing across the area it encloses. The silver plate shines and morphs into a near perfect picture of the moon. Shimmering powerfully, iridescent bursts of cobalt light move like lightning between the silver mural and Seth’s airborne body. Gathering the energy and glowing a pale yellow, his hands form a beautiful pink sphere of energy in its encapsulated air. "Niteo!"
The lunar portrait disappears and bolts of pinkish energy surge around his body and he launches the sphere at the main enemy, the leader and vocal. As it soars through the sky, it twist and slightly deforms itself against its own momentum.
He blinks, and misses the moment of impact.
The harsh noise of monster screaming is enough to draw his attention back towards his target. Still hovering squarely above the beast, he draws a heart with the index fingers of both of his hands. "Stage out!"
The mass of evil energy clearly is almost defeated, one more solid attack and it should be taken care of. Then, he can move onto its minions. (2693)OoC: I was feeling some strong magical girl vibes while writing this. <3 I hope you don't mind. Once again I'm super tired while writing this so it might be a little confusing in places. If you have any questions please ask me~!