Demons,Humans,Angels.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *looked at Kro with a concerned look* are you mocking me? *shadow form around his blade as he starts swinging towards Kro*

[Kromas Ndorai]

Kro jolted back, letting his arm swing behind himself, also being struck on the arm.


"No, I wish to see you fight properly, if that isn't too much to ask. No mockery here."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *he stopped and stared at him* You killed my cat! Why did you kill my cat? *he asks before sending a few more shadow balls at him*

[Kromas Ndorai]

"Because it was a weakness that you broadcasted quite readily."


He deflected another two balls, being hit again by another on the other arm.


"But you're boring me now. PLease try your best to kill me, now."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *shadows surround him as he walks towards Kro* Shut the hell up. *he says quietly as his blades are extended by shadows. He starts slashing towards Kro.*

[Kromas Ndorai]

"Oh. How disappointing."


Kro unsheathed his sickle, and kept moving backwards, parrying whatever came near. He did catch a small cut on the arm, though.


"GO on then, your move."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al rolled his eyes, trying to ignore the kid. Hearing Crest mention him coming along, presented an issue to him. "You sure you should be letting children play with adults? if he is coming along, and something happens, not gonna be responsible if the frog croaks." Al was no babysitter, nor did he want to be one.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Crest- Honestly Al did I give two s $#*@ about your opinion. I'll look after him *he says angrily at Al* I never expected you to take care of him.

Victor: *Victors eyes stared straight at Kro* I'm not gonna stop until that smoke you control Is nothing but a memory *he says and charges at Kro he blasts shadows from his hands like giant tendrils firing at Kro*

[Kromas Ndorai]

Kro pulled his gun from it's holster, and propelled himself upwards with smoke. Almost empty... Better end this quick. He took aim, attempting to fire shots at the tendrils.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *his tendrils retracted and created a shield covering the whole of victor. This allowed him to move quickly up in the air. Or it would if he didn't run dry out of juice. The shadows retracted and he passed out*

[Kromas Ndorai]

Kro landed roughly, grunting as he hit the concrete floor. Slowly, he got to his feet, and made his way over to the passed out attacker.


"Please don't tell me you're out cold... I was legitimately enjoying that and everything! Dammit..."


He stood back for a moment to see if he would react.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *grabbed kros ankle and attempted to trip him onto the ground* You got tricked Smokey Joe.

[Kromas Ndorai]

Kro stepped back, and brought his sickle down on the attacker's wrist, sharp edge first.


"Heh, good try."

Outta smoke... Dammit.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Victor: *The sickle went through however shadow was all that appeared not blood. The whole body disappeared as a battered and tired real Victor jumped off the rooftops back down to the ally to escape* Never again. *he mutters to himself*

(Sorry for that cheap ending but I gotta sleep. See y'all in the morning. May be able to get one or two posts out through ))

[Kromas Ndorai]

((Alright, cya later Crest!))


"Wow. That was...  Probably exactly what I would do. I'm gonna have to keep an eye on you, Shady."


Kro turned, and walked along the roof until he reached the edge. The sun brought a welcome warmth, even in this abysmal time of year. Summer wasn't much better though, to be honest. He then set about blending back in to the crowds, and seeing to his wounds...