<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/oMS5DHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Leasick Valshanner<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>February 15th, 2021, 9:00 AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Training Area<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel, Ryusei, Kevin, Mallory<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Survival instinct?<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Leasick had let his surprise get the better of him. He could have and should have reacted faster. But in that instant of hesitation, the transformed Ryusei had appeared before him and he could feel the malicious intent radiating off the natural-born hybrid like a Geiger counter going off near a nuclear reactor that was melting down. His instincts screamed at him to do something,<em>anything</em>, in the face of this great danger. Luckily, before he had to make any decisions he may have regretted later, his master showed up but a split second later.<br/><br/>...Unfortunately for the twenty-five-year-old special agent, he got kicked harder than anyone had ever kicked him before, sending him flying backward and tumble across the floor for at least two dozen feet. It hurt a lot. He wanted to puke, but all the air had been knocked out of his lungs, so the desire to hurl was competing with that to breathe intensely, resulting in an intense coughing fit.<br/><br/>Laying on his stomach, he attempted to push himself back up, but his strength had been sapped completely and he collapsed back to the floor before even being able to get to his knees. His vision swam and spun before rapidly starting to grow dark. This was the worst time imaginable to lose consciousness, but he couldn't do anything to stop it. The abyss beckoned and he could not resist it. Once his eyelids fell over his eyes, he was gone.<br/><br/>However... Things did not stay that way.<br/><br/>The next instance anyone looked in Leasick's direction, he was no longer laying face-down on the floor. Instead, he stood upright, calm, and collected, as if nothing had happened. The hair on his head had become fully white, clearly signaling to all who had been around him before that this was a sign that the power of his demon arm was now no longer restrained, the raging fire always kept at door's bay now unleashed. But unlike previously recorded incidents there seemed to be no immediate loss of control. He simply stood there, facing the other way...<br/><br/>His head slowly turned Ryusei, as if only just noticing the younger man's presence. Amber eyes turned gold, set alight with demonic power. There was a presence about him that was very much unlike Leasick's, which reflected not only in the look in his eyes or the expression on his face but the way he carried himself, as well; a stance of one who feared nothing and no-one. Raising his arms, he took a battle stance. When he clenched his hands into tight fists, the plating covering his demon arm came flying off as if they were mere specs of dirt that were blown off by a strong breeze. They ended up embedding themselves in the ceiling and floor, the force enough to bend them out of shape to one degree or another. The demon arm now exposed for all to see, it throbbed with power, controlled without issue for the first time.<br/><br/>Pulling back the demon arm, he took a step forward and made a swinging motion. A quintet of large flames erupted from the fist, preceded briefly, for but the blink of an eye, a demonic rune that appeared in-between. Stretching out into long, fiery serpents that fanned out in different directions, passing over and around Azmodiel, Kevin, and Mallory, the fire suddenly made a sharp turn and homed in on Ryusei<del>   </del>as if it had a mind of its own! Leasick had never been capable of using the flames to perform such long-range attacks before and this went far above anything he had ever attempted before, even after extensive training and practice under the tutelage of experts such as Azmodiel.