He was still 'looking' at Oblivion's vessel, eerily calm. 'You seem to believe that I'm trying to kill you. Your death would defeat my purpose here.'

The area around him began to distort, the air and ground seemed to twist and swirl.

After the match started he hid within the blades watching Grey, watching to see if his little experiment worked or not. By the time the match was over Grey had gone out of sight but not out of reach of Leo who could still since a very small trace of the magic he placed on Grey's forehead still enough to fallow. He grabbed Zenith by the collar and dragging her to the stands, sitting her up in a chair he started to heal any visible injury's she had. After he was done he walked over to a wall and opened a portal to location he traced Grey to. Not wanting to be gone from the city to long he was just going to see if his experiment worked or not and then he would be back within the hour he hoped. He proceeded through the portal coming out the other side next to a house. But something about the fight was bothering him how Grey could fight like after all the match's before that one in one day "just info that's it get that and go back" he told him self. As he knocked on the door to the house.

Oblivion looked to Rei as her words sounded, and said, "Those people deserved it, after what they did to my vessel, so being sympathetic to them holds little value." Looking over to Kaiden, Zigera asked, "And what is it you actually want?" as metal began to envelope her, covering her body up in liquid metal, that formed into a suit of crystalized, yet moveable metal.

Grey slept peacefully on Nijuu beds, well, he looked peaceful, his mind was not a peace, for Genesis used sleep as a way to break him further, as tears streamed down the side of his face.

'I want your power.' he stepped towards her, the surreal distortion following him.

Zigera began to laugh madly, "All you parasitic espers ever want is power!" She began to walk around with her arms wide, as a strange set of claws appeared over her fingers, Oblivion's gift to his host, "Many have tried to control, many have tried to destroy me, many have even tried to seal me away, its never worked. Even with thousands of years of knowledge, the immortals still don't understand us entities. We have to willingly give up our power, otherwise, hehehehe, it simply doesn't work. The only way my power can be exchanged from one individual to another is childbirth, a strange thing, Omega must be transferred by both a willing host, and by her will as well, Dageroth changes at will, and Genesis is a bit of a mystery. And to keep myself within this host, I've destroyed her and rearranged much of her organs that were.....unneeded.......so how do you propose to take my power, nothing you do to this host will break the host!!!" Oblivion caused Zigera to begin floating within the air.

He levitated up to met her. 'Why do you flee? If you are so sure of your power, your superiority, why then have all your actions been to widen the gap between us? What do you have to fear from a parasite?' Kaiden spat out the last word, putting as much venom as he could muster into it.

Zigera crossed her arms, "Because parasite......" Oblivion made sure to put just as much venom into Zigera's words, and as she spoke, all the metal that had killed the patrons of the Monastery began to form into a massive sphere, "I knew you would pursue, its funny how people pursue that which they consider prey, without realizing that they themselves may end up as the hunted." More metal began to form all around Zigera, converting her once beautiful form, into a metal monstrosity. Next, she rose up her left arm, "Ah, Arcanium, such a strange, but great metal, wouldn't you think?" Her arm neared the esper, "When applied right, it can do severe damage to those considered to be immortal!"

Spectre dropped out of shadow portal near Rein, dropping a suitcase filled with money next to her, before walking forward, "Its good to see my money was well spent, the monstrosity of destruction is awake, and the pursuers of power have arrived, its all gone according to plan." He began to clap as he walked forward, his shadowy form overlapping his flesh form.

Zigera's arm retracted, her attention now split between the esper, and the wielded of Dageroth, "You, betrayer of kin, you are not fit to be in the presence of another entity! You, whom have betrayed us all to further your own power over the centuries, you, who have made yourself one of Lucifer's dogs, rather than the one holding his leash!"

Spectre could only chuckle at these words, as he continued to approach, a glowing, red arrow, resting in his hands.

Kaiden moved his head to look at the newcomer. 'Another 'entity', I presume? I wish to thank you for saving me the trouble of tracking you down.' While Oblivion was distracted, he moved closer, an arm length from his host.

Does he know what he's doing?, Drake thought to himself. Wait, of course he does. He always knows what he doing.

More metal began to form around Zigera, enlarging her massive, metal form, dark energy seeping from the eyes of it. Spectre pointed to the arrow in his hands, "Best not to attempt the taking of my power, the last to do that, earned one of these arrows, quite powerful, quite potent, quite permanent, death is not what they provide however, they provide a means of eternal life, hehehehehe, well, eternal living torment to tell the truth." He held the arrow up high, so that the esper could see it.

Zigera's metal form moved closer to the esper, to where the metal spikes along her body began to nearly pierce him. "I'd recommend all of you scatter before you try my patience anymore........." Then, she dropped from the sky, and landed on the ground, creating a small crater, and knocking numerous people back, before standing up straight again, and walking toward Spectre.

He landed behind her, and grabbed Zigera's shoulder. 'I'm not leaving until I have what I came for.'

The metal on Zigera's spikey shoulder liquified, covering the esper's hand, then solidified, holding him in place, before she grabbed his arm from behind with her own left arm, and attempted to throw him forward, while his arm was still stuck to her.

Spectre sighed, "This is going to be a long night."

The area around her turned pitch black, at the same time that Kaiden disappeared. She was alone, in an empty void of darkness.

Then a voice echoed through the space, broken and distorted, 'That was a mistake. You have trapped yourself in a prison of my creation. Do not try to escape. The only way out...'
At that moment, hundreds of copies of Kaiden flashed into existence around her.
'...is to defeat me.'

Zigera began laughing madly at this time, as a tiny sphere of metal began to float around the area, and then it split into two, and then four, and continued the process. "I'll have infinite weapons here within less than a minute, you have less that that much time to beat me, before I overwhelm you, but just so you know, you'll never get my power, the only way for that to happen is for me to grant you either a seed, or you for you to possess an entity yourself, in order to take in my power, you will get neither. The bulk of my power, its within my realm, my consciousness exists there and here. The only power of mine allowed into any of the realms, is that which I allow, I'll prove that to you, by just using this girl's seed of power to beat you." There were now hundreds of small beads of metal, the liquid doubling every second, the beads entering the thousands, and then the tens of thousands, and then the hundreds of thousands. Zigera stood in place, as several sheets of mirror metal surrounding where she was located. "Fire away parasites!" The arcaneum metal beads began to double even more, ready to fire outward.

Each of the copies launched a pulse wave at the beads. As they connected, the beads turned to dust, before the remains vanished in the darkness.
'Do you really believe such insignificant power is enough to stop me?' Kaiden's disembodied voice questioned. 'You underestimate my abilities, just as your overestimate your own.'

Drake stared into the courtyard, dumbfounded. 'What on earth is he doing? This don't make any sense...'

Oblivion laughed, "You remind me of an esper of the past, one whom I was born into, quite an interesting story. He sought to control my power, he sought not to be controlled. I gave him the illusion of control, you know, and then, one day, a community of the most proud, independent esper, his people, they were threatened, not by mere humans, not by angels, not by demons, not by knights, no, they were threatened by a mere Elemental, though, they didn't know the scale of that beings power, not until one hundred thousand of their number were slaughtered mercilessly by it. My vessel of that time, pleaded for me to save his people, to let him have control. I gave him the illusion of control, and I let him charge into battle against the being. Little did he know, that I was playing around with him, like a distasteful toy. When at last he was able to slay the elemental, and return to his people as a hero, that's when I took full control, and made him watch." Oblivion began to laugh loudly at this time, "Have you ever wondered why most espers these days, must bind themselves to another to survive, have you wondered, why they didn't have objects of extreme power, that millions of them could feed off for an eternity, and be self independent. Well, they did have them, until I came along. I'm the reason Espers are such pathetic parasites, isn't that funny?"

The voice chuckled, the first display of emotion in a long time. 'I must thank you then. You weaned the weakest of the Espers from existence. However, you failed to remove the rest, an oversight I am more than willing to rectify.'
The clones fired great beams of energy at Zigera, tearing through the armour and ripping get holes in her body, so much so that she resembled Swiss cheese.

The beams suddenly stopped, as a massive pulse was sent out, one of corroding energies, that destroyed nearly all of the copies at once. "You don't get it, the more pain she's in, the more power she can use," The wounds on her body began to heal up even faster, "what's really funny, is I kept some of those.....artifacts they had.......I can't use them, only espers can feed off of them, but I suppose that once I'm free of this place, I'll go to my realm, and shatter them all......hehehehehee......and these espers, had they still existed, could have killed all these knights of this age, so be aware, you haven't a clue what you speak of. And if you ever met an elemental, a true elemental, it would be like facing the very sun in a battle. Because of what you have done here today, the espers will never reach that height again, I will seek out, and destroy whatever artifacts remain that allow large groups of them to survive without bloodshed, until eventually, they must feed off of each other......" Several more pulses of near nuclear strength were pushed out. A mere moment later, Zigera shot forward, slamming her claws through one of the copies, then moved fast enough, faster than any beam of magic could track, to decapitate another copy.

'You're goading is tiresome...and your moves predictable.'
Her feet sank into the darkness, holding her in place, as the clones Oblivion had destroyed rematerialised.
'Where is this power you lord over me? So far, you have been a very disappointing opponent. The shadow girl was more difficult than this paltry display.'

Oblivion merely made Zigera go limp, "I guess I have to show you, a realm tear....." As she spoke, the inside of the prison began to shake like an earthquake of the most powerful kind, as Zigera's internal power began to rise rapidly, tripling every moment, and as it did, the prison began to destabilize. Her arms rose above her head, and looked as though they had torn into what appeared to be a corpse, and were slowly spreading outward. The magics keeping the prison maintained started to go out of control. Oblivion was unleashing the destructive energies that had turned the espers of ages past, had turned their own magics against them, and as he did, he also began to degrade the magics of the prison.

'Wonderful power. Truly magnificent. But I believe it is time to end this little charade.'
There was a flash of blinding light, and they were back in the courtyard, with Kaiden standing a few feet behind her. His body radiating with immense power.

Oblivion's power.

Drake was standing beside him, then they were on the Monastery roof.
'That was all an illusion, girl. All that happened was a concoction of my mind implanted into your vessel's and ultimately, yours. The energy you expended was real however, allowing me to siphon more than 3 targets possibly could.'
A smile crept over his features. It was rare, and it was old. It was cruel. 'I must thank you for a second time today, but for now, it is time I left. We will meet again...'
Him and Drake vanished, that cruel smile still on Kaiden's face.

Oblivion chuckled inside of Zigera, "Good play, but a foul one on your end, you'll see, for when power is taken like that, there's always consequences, if your not my host, and you don't have one of my seeds, the power will.........well, work against you fool......too bad I wasn't able to tell you that." Zigera began to walk away, "I give him three days before that energy starts to eat him alive.  Without one of my seeds, the power will seek its master, and since espers don't often release energy like I do.....well......hehehehehe........." For a laugh, he decided to release control back to Zigera, whom was in utter agony, holding onto the side of her head, screaming aloud, hoping that what had just occured wasn't true.

Jim Slim Badabim sat down on a rock, having watched the entire display.
"Well..." he said out loud.
"Technically no it won't, I'm afraid, it's kinda like ridin' a horse without the reins. Do it often 'nuff, you can do it in yer sleep - and as a esper who's talented enough to do that, , he ain't going ta have much trouble. But it won't be easy for him, with that much power, not with keeping holda it. So I pity the poor bastards he's gonna rip it out on. Oy vey... why do idiots and power trippers insist on doing this stuff..."
He proceeded to slouch off, nothing really left to do here.

Mawthrough turned to her, skin glistening with the rivulets of water running down his muscles.
He didn't bother sugarcoating it. Something inside told him it would backfire later if he did.
"I'm an incubus. Half incubus, half human, to be exact. Demonic in nature, yet with an appealing human side. Don't you think?"
He walked back towards her, holding her gaze with his.
"Now, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "he's an incubus, I'm his prey, I've fallen for his trap," but let me stop you right there and ask you this: if I was a hungry sex-crazed demon of the night feasting on every innocent woman that comes my way-"
He paused.
"Ok, as descriptions go, that's not too far off, but I'm not indiscriminate. I don't pick married women. I don't pick evil women. I pick women who need to be shown love."

He was now almost right in front of her, and reached out to take her shoulders.
"Now listen to me. If you were any other women, you would be lying asleep, very satisfied, and I would be walking away, very satisfied."
His wings curled around her.
"But for some reason, you do something. In here. To me."
He took her hand and placed it on his chest, where she could feel his heart beat excitedly at her touch.
"So as a result, I haven't ravished you mindlessly. I've shown you more love than I've shown any other woman in my life."
He spoke with honesty in every part of his voice. He had no reason to lie.
"However," he said, his eyes never leaving hers, "most girls don't have eight-man angelic entourages. Not of this caliber."
He stepped closer, hypnotising her, their wet bodies touching again.
"I've told you my story. Now you tell me yours."

Darkion shrugged, looking up at the Coliseum.
"The esper? Nah, would have remembered a creepy fellow like him. For what it's worth, I am on your side, that kind of barbarism is just cruel."
He kept a perfectly straight face as he said this.
Then he laughed.
"Ahh, who are we kidding here, that kind of barbarism is AWESOME. Especially when done to people I don't like. But I like you, somewhat, so it's kinda a moot point. Anyways..."
They'd reached the entrance, and Darkion opened the gate for Lilith, standing aside.
"Ladies first..."

Spectre grinned, "Unluckily for him, Oblivion does have one weakness, my power......and since that esper envoloped himself in it, he'll die up against me, so sad......." The shadow entity began to walk away laughing.

Zigera finally stood up after screaming for several minutes, and looked around her. "Did I.....did I do this?" She asked in a voice that was truly innocent.

Nijuu woke the next morning, almost forgetting that she had a guest in her house. Though if she had forgotten, her white cat made sure that she did not forget, by sitting in front of the door to the second room.
Nijuu smiled faintly. "I know." She said to the cat, then walked into the kitchen, and began preparing breakfast.

Grey had already gotten up, and was sitting in a wooden chair, saying a long, long prayer, all the while half of his body was covered in pitch black shadow, his left eye bright red.