Okay, this was an unwanted visit from some bloodthirsty person downstairs. For once, Mura had taken the responsibility of paperwork for this week - oh boy, it was all about juice and more juice. How did they afford all the other stuff with this ridiculous budget? It was almost magical in his opinion- nevermind. His nose suddenly ran like crazy, and his eyes drenched and released tears like waterfalls, and he felt like he stuck his face into a bag of pollen and bees. He quickly charged downstairs to get some tissues when the situation unfolded.
His eyes spotted Atuzite, their old guildmate who had suddenly left and never returned. His story was much like Apollo’s by this point, so Mura had dealt with this and knew what to do now. However, this spell of his was nerve-breaking; and… this ice… Hana? No, he was dazing off. It appeared to be the lively, little Arcadia, whose magic power had risen off the charts.
That aura hadn’t been felt by him since Ibara and Hera… was that Dragon Force?
A bunch of animals were around too, attacking and eating the limbs and skin of people. Five clones quickly emerged from Mura and sought to utilize Arcadia’s distractions aimed at said beasts, picking up the people caught inside and bringing them down to the basement where he would keep them safe. However, it all depended on a huge factor; he had to face Atuzite and stop his menace.
Closing his eyes, he decided to rely more on his shared vision aided by Kyuken. The samurai ghost looked more shocked than Mura himself. “MURA! MURA, THE HALL! THE ANIMALS! THE LADIES!”
he shouted in utter fright. He needed to act now, so…
Slashes of spiritual energy began to spread out from his position by the stairs, lashing out on many of the creatures who were under Atuzite’s control. It appeared as a light show, softly contouring the purple gas that the imposter had released right inside their guild hall. Despite the slashes being everywhere, Arcadia and any of the less maniacal guests were unharmed.
Simply, Mura walked down the stairs. The injured among him were a huge worry, and he’d rather solve the issue without any casualties. Then again, Atuzite was quite open about his assault on the guild hall… did he have a grudge? What was here that he so dearly wanted to solve? What was his goal?
His katana kept vibrating in his hand as several more slashes were released. It looked as if he was just holding it still from afar, but efficiently, he bathed in the efficiency of Kyuken-Style Grand Halo Blade. Maybe it was just this kind of scenario that Kyuken had developed this technique for?“Arcadia, protect the rest that are still around,”
he commanded the other Ace. Immediately after, he simply unsheathed a small stone dagger from his pocket and pointed both his swords towards Atuzite. A huge light beam would emerge, stretching out to an enormous spirit sword that intended to penetrate the imposter’s torso.
Primary Magic Passives (On): Eyes On The Neck, A Soul Is Hard To Heal
Weapon Skills Used: Limbo
Spells Used: Kyuken-Style~Grand Halo Blade, Vigorous Sword Control