Amongst the lovely and unfolding chaos before him, he had forgotten about the little birdie he had come for.  The woman who had been single handedly upsetting his otherwise comfortable existence.  That was until, until she practically threw herself at him.  He heard the roar, his eyes looking to his right and there she was in all her glory.  Glory he would gladly strip away, but first some fun.<br/><br/>Her sword came down and his went up, reversing the grip on Astra he thrusted his sword upward.  He let her blade slip between his two, the impact from the blow would have been enough to shatter the bones in a humans arm, but she wasn’t up against a human.  When her sword collided with his guard he twisted his sword, this locked the swords together and he pulled her to him roughly. “Hello, we’ve not been formerly introduced.”  He smirked at her, “Dradiro Maelstrom, God of Shadows, Incarnation of Madness, and the destroyer of your rebellion.”<br/><br/>He felt her try to jerk away to no avail, this only made his ego inflate more.  Twisting his wrist the other way her sword came free, but he was on her in a flash of metal. It seemed that it was the best she could muster as he went through basic strikes with Astra but at a speed just above her own.  “Come on tiefling!  Is this the best you can do!”  He taunted loudly, as if making a spectacul his beating her.<br/><br/>His attention fully on her he had almost missed the incoming sword behind him.  Luck was on this deity’s side this day though, he spun away just in time.  When he spun he watched Aryel’s smack Gabiriel’s blade away from stabbing her.  She cursed the angel, Dradiro lowered his blade.  “It seems you are loyal to me.”  Dradiro spoke to Gabiriel.<br/><br/>The angel whirled about, unleashing his own flurry of strikes.  Dradiro back pedaled parrying each blow, “I’d rather die than be your loyal lap dog demon!”  The angel roared.<br/><br/>Aryel wasn’t dumb, she had joined the fray forcing the Umbral to fight off both her and the angel.  Metal clanged loudly as the three battled, all the while Dradiro’s grin never faded.  Instead he pulled Stella, Astra’s sheath, from his belt and was using her as a weapon as well. “Can the birdies beat me?”  He feigned worriment.<br/><br/>Aryel gone high, Gabiriel low.  Dradiro blocked both strikes, spun his body and forced their swords to cross over one another.  From here he used his power, his hold over the shadows, forcing Tendrils from the darkness created by the trio as they blocked the light of the dim sun.  The Tendrils quickly wrapped around the two, making sure to force the wings to fold and holding them tightly against the backs.  Dradiro’s soldiers rushed forward, one grabbing the weapons that had been taken from the Aryel and Gabiriel.  The rest formed a circle around the three, and Dradiro growled as he walked up to Aryel and clutched her chin harshly.  “This is where your rebellion dies.”