Ronald
*Sirdan's shield easily blocks the spear stab, and G2 can no longer follow. G5's face continues to bleed out. Bastard.*

*As soon as G4 was getting up, he would soon find that a war dart would fly into his left leg. This would immobilize him completely, now unable to move. So would G1, now finding his leg on fire, and falls back down, screaming. Meanwhile, G3 would be up and ready, quite mad that one of his teammates has died. He would scream,*

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

*G4 was down, and would attempt a weak stab at Kenpachi, but was unable to turn due to his immobility. The ronin easily slices off the unarmored leg due to Kenpachi's Empowered Strike, and a stump remains where the leg once was. G3 tries to charge at Kenpachi to avenge his fallen allies.*

*Yukine's blow would end up being deflected by the helmet into the man's unprotected neck, slicing it open. Her blade successfully deflects the spear jab upward.*
```G4 is crippled by war dart and his leg is chopped off!
G1 is immobilized by fire!
G6 has been slain!
G2 is still crippled by war dart!```
Gay
*Sirdan looked at the last person left fighting on the battlefield - the battle is about to be concluded. The one attacking Kenpachi... He probably won't succeed. Throwing a war dart into a melee would be dangerous - he risk hitting and crippling Kenpachi. So he might as well reposition himself..*

*He might as well do what he needs to do later.*

*He turned toward G2*

"Surrender and lay down your arm. Stay quiet, we won't kill you."

*He lied.*

*He walked northeast, avoiding G2 from making any attack on him - presumably with him on the floor it would be impossible to throw a spear at him. He got insurance policy in case that happened, anyway.*

*He walks toward G3, apparently in support of Kenpachi. But in his mind was another matter. A biology of a tyrant king, who executed his wives in a humane way..*

*Sirdan sheathed his arming sword, and extended his right arm to the side, the outline of a zweihander appearing in it as he started conjuring the weapon.*

```
Sirdan casts Greater Arming with a 1.6m long, 3kg heavy Zweihander in his right arm. 125 / 140 Mana
```
Mario
*So it was decided. From the moment that name had been uttered, the fates of those guards were sealed. As she saw the two spearmen slain in desperate battle, Akaise knew that the third option she had hoped for would never come. Their deaths were a result of a mistake. Yes, it was all just a very bad mistake... If not for that, they could have been spared.*

*Though her employer said there would be no witnesses to testify, it was better to be safe than sorry. The wizard slowly retrieved her black visor, donning it in one simple motion. She knelt down at G6's corpse, the deceased guard staring at something that was no longer there. She remembered the life those eyes had once contained... His fear and desperation seemed to have vanished upon his death. With the palm of her right hand, she passed her hand over the guard's face and closed his eyes.*

*Taking G6's spear in both hands, Akaise walked towards the downed G1.*

"Your wounds are too great to be healed. I will not prolong your suffering... Rest in peace."

*She thrust the spear downwards, aiming for the guard's neck.*

```Akaise regenerated 3.5 mana. 79/80 mana left.```
David
*There's no way of turning back now. He's got blood on his hands and it was definitely immoral to slaughter these innocent men. He would sigh, dissapointed of himself.*

*He would shift his eyes towards G3 that was charging straight at him. 'Ah! I knew it.' As expected, G3 would definitely come for Kenpachi. He heard footsteps from behind.. 'Wait.. Who's coming?' One of his teammates, perhaps? Thankfully, Yukine came to his aid. 'That was close, phew.'* "Phew, thanks.." *As she deflected it would leave the guard open. He would take take his dagger and move closer to the guard, he would stab him continuously on the neck. Making sure he would bleed out. He immediately stepped back, not wanting the blood to gush out on him. He would sigh.* "I've got blood on my hands.." *He would clench his fists, gripping his weapons tightly. His attention turned to Sirdan, who was coming towards him. He was confused but he saw Sirdan conjure a large bladed sword. Which intrigued him.*
Estela
This was not the first or last person that Yukine had already killed, but she didn't care much at the moment. Regrets are for later, first she has to fight. Not that Yukine didn't regret it and felt bad when she had was blood on her hands, but there wasn't much she could do. It was killing or getting hurt, or even dying.

Realizing that the attack and defense she had made was successful, Yukine trusted that Kenpachi and Sirdan would be capable enough to kill that guard. So she stepped away and walked towards G4, pointing the blade already soiled with blood towards his neck. If he still tried to attack, she would defend herself with the Naginata. If he didn't attack her, she would try to disarm the man and crouch down beside him, a look of indifference in her eyes.

"I think it's funny that you work so hard, and it ends up being in vain. But don't worry, your suffering ends here."

Yukine took the dagger that Sirdan had given her again from her belt, using only one stab to the man's face, shoving the blade deep into it. Afterwards, she would stab him again. And if it had been a success, Yukine would have removed the dagger from his face and gently licked the blade with blood.
Jessie
```Yukine regenerated 3.5 Mana - Mana remaining: 122.5/130```
Ronald
*G2 would remain crippled, unable to do anything as Sirdan walks away from him. He would scream, not only in pain, but also as a reaction to his comrades being slain. Seems like G3 is taken care of though.*

*Seeing Akaise approach him, G1 tries to prep himself for the incoming attack. His response to Akaise stabbing at him is to try and lean to the side and stab at his executioner. Unfortunately, the guard hasn't ever fought with an injured leg, and the spear stabs the side of his neck, not killing him but leaving a pretty serious wound. His own would strike true though, since both warriors attacked at the same time. He would have gone for the neck had his leg been fine, but he would have to settle for another unarmored part: Akaise's groin. The sharp, metal speartip sinks itself into the poor girl's parts, staining the area red. No matter his dilemma, G1 smiles and laughs.*

"You like my spear penetrating you?"

*He then collapses due to blood loss.*

*G3 would easily be dispatched, taking several knife stabs to the throat. He falls to the floor, dead. Blood runs down the open wounds, creating a sanguine pool on the ground.*

*G4 is clutching the stump of his leg, screaming his throat out with tears in his eyes. Who wouldn't? He has a pleading look on his face, but can't say anything between his sobs. Yukine's knife splits his skull open, killing him instantly. The vampire would be able to get her tasty blood treat after all.*

```G4, G3 and G1 are dead!
G2 is the only one remaining, and is crippled!```
Gay
*Sirdan looked around himself in horror. Everyone but G2 is dead... 

Still in the trance of sort, determined to execute everyone, he turned back toward the last one alive, zweihander in his right arm. 

He threw the shield back onto his back, using the free hand to cast force blast on G2's spear, ensuring there's no threat to himself. He better finishes the job quickly..

He legs glowed red, and he charged forward, grabbing his zweihander with two hands to deliver a clean cut to the neck, Sirdan paid special care to this cut, ensuring the edge was properly aligned, and his head would be severed in one stroke.*
Mario
*The tip of the spear met silk, then skin, then flesh, sinking deep into the girl's parts. A quiet squish — the sound of her muscles and nerves being punctured — could be heard, although it was drowned out by the last guard's screams. The shiny metal tip had completely disappeared inside Akaise, leaving only the handle that was now a shade of deep crimson. A hot, sticky liquid started to flow down her thighs. Rather than pain, she could feel nothing but wet warmth, and a dull throbbing inside.*

"Huh...? Wh... Why do I..."

*Looking down, the first thing Akaise saw was that she was bleeding. It took a while for her to notice everything else... Including the spear, still inside her. She didn't yet realize she had been stabbed, instead staring at the bloodied handle with an expression between curiosity and confusion. Suddenly, a hot lightning-like pain pierced her, forcing Akaise to drop G6's spear onto the ground. Overtaken with panic, she ripped off her visor only to see that the spear inside her was still there. It wasn't an illusion after all.*

***"Agh... AAAAHHHHH!!!"***

*Her father had trained her for this. Yet such a location caused all of that training seemed to have gone out the window. Why there? Why did he... Stab her there... Akaise felt as if she was about to faint. Doubling over would cause the spear impaling her to only go deeper. She had to keep standing. The wizard could bear being burned by hellish flames, being electrified by magical lightning — yet to her, nothing compared to this. After all, it was an incredibly painful location to be stabbed in. Although she knew it wasn't a very good idea to pull the spear out, her body screamed for her to do it. Anything to try and take away the pain...*
David
"Damn Sirdan!" *'As a witness of that execution, that was cold-blooded. Note to self - Don't piss of Sirdan.' Though he already had when he blurted out his name from the start. Oh he knows going to get a harsh scolding. Now that the guards were all executed, he would pull down his mask and then sigh.* "Finally." *He would hear a loud scream from a familiar voice. His jaw would immediately drop.*

"Oh shit." 

*He would slowly sheath his weapons, still in shock. 'T-The spear's in her.. Her thing! What the fuck-.'* "Akaise, are you okay?!" *'Wh- Of course she's not okay, you dimwit.' He would quickly rush to her.* "Here.. Lay down." *His left hand would be on her head to support her as he laid her down.* "Does anyone have the ability to heal Akaise?!" *There was so much blood on her.*

```Regained 7 Mana, 91 Left. 91/120 ```
Estela
Upon finishing her little snack with the guard, Yukine would get up again and stretch. But she would be interrupted with a noise that seemed to be ripping flesh, just like what she had heard years ago. *'That sound... I can still hear his blood falling on the floor.'* She would look down with a expression of slight fear, checking to see if it wasn't her. Yukine was relieved to see that nothing had hit her, but then she turned to look for who had been injured. She thought it might have been a guard, but unfortunately it was one of her teammates.

Seeing blood running down Akaise's thighs, Yukine's eyes shone red as blood, thirsting for more blood. She always felt like that when she saw someone bleeding like the girl was. At least the person who turned her into a vampire taught her how to control herself well and that was one of the only things she would be grateful to have learned from Katarina.

"Well..." 

Yukine whispered to herself as she watched Kenpachi helping the woman, some thoughts coming to her mind at that moment. She chose not to help, as she had no power or resources to help Akaise at the moment. The Naginata in her right hand was going to be unsummon for the time being, and she would hide the dagger in her belt again. After the weapon disappeared from her hand, Yukine would look again at the guard she had just killed and took the spear he was using while they were fighting, holding it with her right hand and taking a look at it. *'Maybe I can use this here. It will probably be useful later, my intuition never fails.'* She thought before walking up to Akaise and Kenpachi.
```Yukine regenerated 3.5 Mana - Mana remaining: 116/130```
Ronald
*G2 would look up at Sirdan in fear as his weapon is knocked out of his hand. He screams, puts his hands out, and looks away.*

"Please, no! I have a fam-"

*The last word would be cut off, literally, by the massive Zweihander. The elf's head would roll on the floor, silver hair being stained by crimson liquid.*

*Meanwhile, the large spear was still inside Akaise. It wouldn't be barbed nor winged.*
Gay
The posture is perfect. His sword is above him. An Oberhut guard. That is what his mentor taught him. There's nothing to guard against. He just needs to cut off his head in one stroke. 

His victim, below him on the mud, seems to have quickly caught on to what he was doing. 

The guard's words were full of terror, and Sirdan stared back into his eyes. He cannot close it. He cannot miss the cut. He don't even have the audacity to say sorry. His lips moved slightly, but his eyes returned to the guard's neck. 

In one smooth motion, the blade fell from the high guard onto the man's neck. Flesh and bone parted before the hefty blade, then the mud. He felt the stroke end, a slight splatter of blood, the tactile feeling it has connected. He has felt this in training before. 

He pried his eyes away from the head on the other side of his blade, looking at the patch of red on the left side. There was no flesh, nothing left connecting the guard's head and the rest of his body. 

*A perfect cut.*

He closed his eyes, exhaling and inhaling slowly.

*Five.
Four.
Three. 
Two-*

**"Damn Sirdan!**"

His legs twitched, and his steady grip on the blade loosened. His blade shook briefly. 

*...One.*

He released his right hand from the bottom of the zweihander, thrusting it into the ground to prop it upright. He stepped forth, kneeling down, opening his eyes. 

*"**Akaise**, ar-!"*

Its eyes were full of terror, and its mouth was agape, pleading for mercy in the last moment of its life.

He swept his palm left, closing its eyes, and with a rightward stroke, closed the mouth of the man. 

*"Does an- -eal **Akaise**!"*

The elf stood up, his breath growing exasperated, a burning feeling building up in his chest. He pulled out the zweihander, turning quickly to Kenpachi. He made one large step toward Kenpachi, his pupils widened and focused intently on Kenpachi. Then he realized something.

Something didn't look right to the left.

A wooden haft, ending in-

Sirdan turned to the left. *This is the worst outcome.* 

He dropped the sword, running toward her as Kenpachi and Yukine did. He considered delivering a punch to Kenpachi through his helm, but now is not the time. He stopped in front of Akaise as Kenpachi helped her to the ground. He stared in shock at the wound inflicted on her, then the pool of blood forming on the ground.

To the keen eyes of a steppe elf like him, the severity of the wound was beyond clear.

He kneeled down. The spear, with its broad, lethal blade, has entered her body, in a place full of nerves and blood vessels. He knew no spells to numb the pain, and to pull it out and heal it right away – that will risk having her bleed out on the spot. Judging by the depth of the penetration, there will be a torrent of blood if he did that. 
"I'm sorry, I do not know how to numb your pain. You'll bleed to your death if I pulled it out right away."

He knew what he needed to do. It will be painful, excurciatingly painful, re-inflicting the wound of being stabbed thrice on her. But it is the only way to save her.

"Hold onto my hand. And don't move. Please." He commanded.

He held onto her hand, a green glow surrounding his hand as he healed Akaise. This should stop the most egregious of the bleeding, reforming the blood vessels around where the spear penetrated. Then, he will pull out the spear slowly, removing half of the blade, repeat it again...

Just need to do it thrice. 

Sirdan's other hand reached for the shaft of the spear, not touching it until he felt the first cast of the spell has finished.

"Hold her tight, you two."
Manuel
``` Sirdan casts Healing Touch (Severe). 90 / 140 Mana ```
Mario
*It was excruciating. Every time she tried to move, she could feel it cut deeper inside her, the girl's insides being slowly torn apart with every slight movement. Akaise was unable to stop herself from screaming out even as Kenpachi laid her down, her body being slightly elevated from the ground by her tentacles. She had to make sure not to fall unconscious... If that happened, her tendrils would disappear, and she would fall again, the spear ripping through her flesh and nerves as easily as taking out a doll's stuffing. Her vision blurred, the wizard could see everyone run towards her... It seems they had won, but at what cost?*

"Aaaah.. G... Gh..."

*"I'm sorry, I do not know how to numb your pain. You'll bleed to your death if I pulled it out right away."*

*With a whimper, she gazed up towards Sirdan, a terrified look in the girl's eyes as he described just exactly what would happen to her if he pulled the spear out of her body. It hurt so much... She didn't want to die...*

*"Hold onto my hand. And don't move. Please."*

*Akaise activated her armor's Transformation Adaptation enchantment, causing the gauntlet on her right hand to vanish. She knew how healing spells worked... Even if she was wearing the gauntlet, the magic would still be able to transfer its effects to her body. Even so, that wasn't the reason why she chose to make it disappear. Although she was still afraid, a strange look of trust could be seen in her eyes as she looked up at the elf. She held onto Sirdan's hand and didn't let go.*
Gay
Sirdan took in a deep breath as he waited patiently for the wound to heal. The pain should've subsided quite a lot now, as the torn tissues around the spear were restored. The bleeding, too, seems to have subsided. 

By the time the healing has taken place, Sirdan would've felt the magical energy inside him restoring inside. Good. A second heal. But first..

"Just give me a second." 

He removed his hand briefly from Akaise's, and then clapped his arms together, dispelling the earlier morph arms - not before he placed the arrow he was holding back in his quiver first, of course. The old morph arms cast was replaced with a new set of arms, this time underneath instead of above Sirdan's original shoulder.

If she winced and moved, it would make the wound worse. He looked into Akaise's eyes, and then held both of her hand, pressing against her shoulder with a third - he considered kneeling on her cuirass to stabilize her position, but that could make the wound worse. 

He grabbed onto the spear with the last hand, took a deep breath, staring into Akaise's eyes. 

What comes next must be painful. 

He pulled out the spear out by an inch, and then made a cast of healing touch. Another fifteen seconds, another withdrawal, another cast. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Ignore the pain. Ignore the scream.

And it would be done, Sirdan's hand holding onto a bloodied, removed spear, and Akaise's wounds healed... After a minute of hell.
Mario
*Finally... It was over. What was only a minute seemed like an eternity of suffering. To her, it was probably the most painful experience she had ever felt. At least it was over. No more pain... No more bleeding... It was over. She felt tears go down her face, and realized that she had been crying. She looked at her body. The deep, bloody gash inside her was completely gone. The girl's eyes were full of relief, gazing back into Sirdan's as the steppe elf had finished his arduous session of healing.*

"Sirdan..."

*She held her arms out and hugged Sirdan tightly, closing her eyes in tranquil happiness.*

"T... Thank you."
Gay
The elf dropped the spear on the side, looking up at the temple's entrance, dreading that they still have to fight. Still have to finish everyone in the temple off. Withdrawal is not an option, thanks to an idiot shouting out Akaise and him's names thrice out loud.*

He looked down, and found Akaise in his arms. He embraced her tightly, patting her on her head.

*What an awkward moment, two of them embracing eachother right next to the bled out corpse of a guard, right before entering the temple. He hoped the next fight will be short. He will make it so.*

*He gave one last pat on Akaise's head, and then released her gently.*

"Do you feel better now? We need to finish this fight." 

*He turned toward Kenpachi.*

"Keep your mouth shut and don't mention our name again. Pray to the gods there's no other exit from this temple." 

*He stood up, ready to enter the temple and finish the job.*
Mario
"Yes... I'm alright," *Akaise said, blushing slightly at Sirdan patting her on the head. Their work wasn't over yet.*

*The wizard picked up her black steel visor off the ground, donning it again. If it turned out the people in the temple were expecting them, she would need her identity to be concealed. The plan to scout out the temple with Yukine seemed to be busted; if there was anyone awake, they would have heard the screams by now. Best to head inside quietly, yet ready to expect any attack... From what happened to the guards, Akaise knew it was impossible to save everyone. Yet even if she was able to spare just one innocent person, she would be able to call it a success. The result of her effort to not let these people's deaths be in vain...*

"Let's go."
Gay
"Just a moment."


*He looked around the battlefield. His eyes eventually settled on the man whose cloth were least tainted by blood and battle. 

He walked over, drawing his rondel dagger and cutting off the sleeve on the shirt of one of the guard. Then, he slashed it open along one side, wrapping it around his helmet to mask his lower face - this should make it easier to hide his identity.

He readied his shield and sword, and rested for a minute, ensuring his magical energy is back in peak form, before entering the temple with the rest of the party, cautiously.*
Ronald
*As you four entered the temple, you would find that there was only one path open, right down the center. You could see doors, but they would seem to be locked. No one was out. At last, you would find a change in the long, marble hallways. The space would open up, with life-like statues everywhere. 4 golden braziers held blazing fires. And you could see 5 guardians, each different.*

*The first seen would be a large man, wielding a large pollaxe. Clad in full armor, he seemed much bigger than a normal elf.*
*Beside him was a sword and shield wielder. Golden steel encompassed him, and the blade seemed to give off a golden glow.*
*The third and fourth would be two mages. They looked simple enough, with only a gambeson for protection.*
*The last would be an elf in almain rivet, with an open face helmet. He held a massive heavy crossbow in his hands, and it was loaded.*

*The elf with the sword and shield would face them.*

"Intruders. We do not wish to harm you. If you leave now, you will face no punishment from us."