Shortly after the burst, he made his way back over to the girl. Giving a quick stretch of the shoulders and a round-about with his neck.<br/><br/>"Well, I suppose from here on out, It's a wait, but-"<br/><br/>Suddenly, his eyes widened a bit as he felt his hair begin to move, the feathers on his wings rustled and he sensed the chill of the winds. They were no longer moving eastward, a sudden change in direction after such a progressive movement? No...impossible....<br/><br/>He turned his head to follow the wind. Like a detective who had just found the case-solving clue. Then...he felt it...that energy, that oh so familiar energy. The same energy passed down from god to angel. Colossus. The blade foretold simply in prophecy, a rare story of one actually seeing the sword. But he knew that energy, he knew that the sword itself existed. He knew that it was not just prophecy, and he knew the one person who had it. Ghaleon.<br/><br/>This energy was too strong to be friendly. He was angered, but what could have possibly angered him so?<br/><br/>After a brief moment of thought, as the winds and energy continued to pick up, it clicked. Seraphaic corruption, a twisted and wicked idea of conversion.<br/><br/>His eyes remained focused on that one simply direction as his hand moved slowly down his waist to his pistol, and the other holding steadfast on his lance.<br/><br/>"Lolita, a long time ago, there was a group of Seraphim that became so over-whelmed with power, it grew to their heads. Their mission after that was to gain as many Seraphaic followers as possible, in an attempt to honor the will of an evil god, seeking to destroy the land. In their desperation, they took an angel who was more powerful than the others..."<br/><br/>He unsheathed his pistol. Raising his lance up and turning it sideways, he would use the hilt as an armrest for his other hand, allowing the pistol to rest on it. He aimed down the sights as he took a few steps toward the oncoming energy, keeping his eyes narrowed, his wings retracted.<br/><br/>"His name was Ghaleon Sericia, my brother, they did everything in their power to try and trap him and convert him into yet another corrupt Seraphim. However, their plot failed and Ghaleon managed to escape...yet you can remove the victim from the memory, you can never remove the memory from the victim..."<br/><br/>He finally stopped and turned back to her. "Stand back, you're about to see a very pissed off angel."<br/><br/>Suddenly the burst struck the ground like a meteor striking earth. The tornado of energy whirled into the air and burst toward them like a bull seeing red.<br/><br/>Codam managed a smirk as the energy flew at him. His lance flipped around in his hand as he took his stance and waited. Timing was crucial...yet, moments later, the time had arrived.<br/><br/>"Ocean Slash!"<br/><br/>Suddenly, water appeared in a drove from his lance and began to swirl around and dance like it had a mind of it's own. The light from the energy reflecting against the giant concentration of moving water gave it an awe inspiring blue radiance.<br/><br/>He quickly slashed his lance across from right to left, using the momentum gathered from the water as well as his own power to deteriorate the tornado, as well as the water. Through the mist of water and wind he found his target. Quickly his right hand rose as he emptied the chamber of his pistol directly at his foe.<br/><br/>Without missing a beat, he quickly disappeared in a fit of static, re-appearing behind Ghaleon, placing the tip of his lance to Ghaleon's back, and after a quick one handed reload, the tip of his pistol to the back of Ghaleon's head.<br/><br/>"A Seraphaic Hymn to silence all sound!"<br/><br/>Codam shouted the words of oath and waited for either a response in violence or peace.