Ricardo
*He gritted his teeth, seeing the elves struggling to stand back up. He rushed forward, his guard bringing its blade back toward its waist, the tip pointing backward, before swinging it longways, the purple energy which replicated the sword in his hand crackling as the phantom blade crashed into the ground where they were. It destroyed more of the building, sending chunks of hewn stone crashing outward.*
Jeremy
*Before the blades could even lay a finger on the guards, a glistening shield would firmly block it with ease. Behind the shield lay an high elf in royal armor who stared at Segi dead in the eyes, filled with nothing but malice. The elf would make a movement with the shield sending the blade back at its user as the High Elf calmly walked toward Segi.*
Ricardo
*He staggered back as his blade was parried, sending a shockwave through the armor. He tilted for a moment, wobbling slightly before he pressed off the ground, jumping back several feet and landing, scraping the ground as he slid.* 

*He lowered his head, his eyes light, visible through the translucent armor of his sentinels guard. He held his sword forward, the other hand moving over and grasping the handle, moving to a two-handed style. Fire and lightning, like a tornado, coated the purple blade, spinning and swirling as he brought the sword above his head. He brought it down with all his strength, amplified by the Sentinel's Guard, sending a swirling ray of interlacing, crackling flames and rumbling lightning.*

*No... This wasn't him. He could feel this one's presence. This still wasn't the one he had come for.*
Jeremy
*The High Elf uttered one word* "Dorn." *His shield crackled with magic as it glowed a brilliant gold. It would block the attack, with the shield absorbing the magic that was within the blade striking it. The shield would make a whirring noise as it the light glowed more into an almost blinding state. It would redirect its magic and strength back at Segi in a golden spear like projectile that formed at the shield's center. The projectile would fire directly at Segi if connected it would be as if Segi's own strength would be slightly amplified and put into a projectile attack.*
Ricardo
*The spell came back at him with speed the likes of which he had never seen. His eyes widened, his blade moving to the front of his body, his left arm moving up to reinforce the blade as he tried to block the attack. It collided with his guard, and Seigi gritted his teeth as the blazing energy cracked the armor, causing it to splinter, visually being quite similar to a spiderweb around every piece of the armor. There was a sound similar to glass shattering as the purple shroud deteriorated, fading away. The first part to break was the blade, then the torso, right where Seigi was. The guard absorbed most of the attack, but there was still enough left of the lasting effect to hit him in the abdomen, scorching a portion of his skin. The breath was driven out of his lungs as he was thrown back. Something that looked like steam came off of his skin as the third inner energy was forced back into its place. He collided with the wall behind him, thudding and falling to the ground.*

*His vision went blurry, a burning pain in his stomach as he forced himself to move. He put his feet under himself, bracing himself with his arms as he tried to stand. His legs burned, his body ached.. But he would keep fighting. He wouldn't leave without winning... If he even could.*

*He stood up, his eyes heavy and his brows drooping low on his face. He clenched his fists. He still had enough mana for this.. He knew he did. He took a deep breath, ripples of burning pain shooting through his body as his chest expanded from the breaths. He reached into his own spirit, and as one would unlock a door, he opened the first inner energy.*

*If spells wouldn't work, he would resort to his brute strength.*

*And if that wouldn't work...*

*Well, I guess he'd have to break a vow.* 

*He rushed forward, gripping the worn blade of his sword as he lifted his legs, his entire body almost going horizontally as he drew one back, pushing it forward and kicking into the shield the man held.*
Jeremy
*The High Elf said another single word.* "Nir." *A golden aoe force of magic that reached a 4ft radius erupted from the High Elf which sent Segi flying backwards once more.*
Ricardo
*He grunted, feeling the shockwave pulse through him and send him backward. He bared his teeth, stabilizing himself before landing on the wall of a nearby bath, the stone cracking as he launched himself off, toward Arthorian. He got close, real close this time. And the High Elf Lord could see something..*

*As he approached, his eyes which were burning topaz, shining as though in the sunlight, flashed, changing for a few seconds into a solid purple with what seemed to be a cross for an iris, surrounded by two thick, black rings.*

*He came barreling downward at an angle toward him, pulling his fist back and driving it forward toward his armored head.*
Jeremy
*The High Elf used his right hand and grasped Segi's fist. The shockwave of the impact sent the elves behind him flying while the High Elf himself barely flinched. The High Elf would speak once more.* 
" I am Arthorian, Lord of Athel Loren, King of the High Elves, Hero of the Realm. You... Demon, have been sentenced to death." 

*Arthorian picked up Segi with ease and began slamming Segi's body to the ground over and over again smearing Segi's blood on the cracked once pristine floor.*
Ricardo
*His hand pressed into the elven lord's armored gauntlet, his mana-darkened skin not breaking as the pressure increased between them. He grabbed Arthorian's wrist, gripping and wincing as he was crushed into the ground, stone cracking under the pressure as it sent shockwaves through his body. He felt it, choking at the back of his neck and causing him to cough up a spurt of blood. If the first inner energy ran out now, he would die. But.. He was almost out of mana. His rage burned, anger at the ineffectiveness of his attacks, at his own weakness. He gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing purple and black once more as he tried— no, forced more mana out of himself. Though.. It wasn't out of himself, he felt. It felt like he was pulling it, as though he were pulling a cord from its housing, forcing it out of something deep within himself. It felt as though there was a mountainous reserve within himself, from which he was pulling, tugging, forcing forth to keep open the first inner eye.*

*Then, it all went black. Was this death?... No... No, this wasn't the black veil of death covering him, this was something different. As he went unconscious briefly, it was like his mind went into a space unknown to him, within which was only him and a dark, shadowy presence. Within this space he stood, looking about. His eyes, this time, were a blue hue, as though something within him was seperate.. Perhaps it was the blanketing presence he felt.*

*But, what Arthorian saw, what he felt, was a massive, crushing surge in power from the lifeless body in his hand. Purple and black energy emerged from his gaping mouth, coating his body and covering his skin. Looking at him now would be like looking into the roaring inferno of a jet, swirling purple and black.*

*Seigi felt himself drawing back into his mind, as though he were falling asleep. He didn't have any clue, however, was was controlling his body.*
Kathleen
*Arthorian would feel the sensation of driving steel into steel as Seigi's durability massively increased. However, this wouldn't be near the most jarring part.*

*The nearby elven guards would barely be able to stand as a crushing wave of auric mana washed over them, cracking the stone and crushing the trees beyond What had already happened. Arthurian, too, felt a harsh grip, but not from an aura. This time, it was from the arm of the beast which he held stretching as though it were made of plastic, reaching around and grabbing his Neck.*

*Arthurian heard a piercing laugh, like that of a madman with a new muse with which to pass the time. A soul-penetrating cackle. The creature's head stretched, it's neck growing using the massive amounts of mana it had. The layer of sharp, razor-like teeth opened wide, closing around the arm that held him with massive force, far beyond what Seigi himself had displayed... But, then again... This wasn't Seigi.*
Jeremy
*At this very moment Lord Arthorian was still holding Segi's fist with ease during this entire transformation. Segi was a minor inconvenience for The Elf King who was as he said a Hero of the Realm. Arthorian in a quick motion pulled Segi into his golden shield at spoke another spell.* "Cala." *The shield erupted in holy magic burning Segi into ash as Segi made direct contact with the shield. If Segi tried pulling back, the strength of the Elven hero would keep him there while the holy magic from the shield would burn Segi alive until he would be scattered ashes in the wind.*
Numbers
Alright, well

There's nothing more for me to do here. 

And, I'm not writing another character sheet.