Fantasy

Fume looked over to Pyrrhos when he spoke, acknowledging his leaving. When Nora spoke, Fume looked over at Nora, speaking to the phoenix, "Go. And bring him down."

She looked back down at Irsire, going to place a paw onto one of his arms. Water wasn't even the end of what she was going to do. "I don't know who this Lucifer is, but ah well, I'm sure I could still beat him." When her toy said he really hated water, Fume smirked, "Good, because if you liked it, I don't think that would be very helpful."

"Your mother was human?" She tilted her head, "I wasn't alone in exterminating that race. Sure, I helped, but the humans and other sources did the rest." She was now going to place another paw onto his other arm, her weight would probably be enough to break his bones, but that would be known soon enough.

"Another fight? Maybe if you survive long enough." She laughed, water droplets making their way down her arms and to her paws. If Irsire's arms were underneath her paws, the water would drip onto him and she would freeze it.

Renth watched as the Lizards sneering jest was cut short as an almost surgical bolt skimmed his back. He smiled at the wincing reptile, he wasn't alone in this fight.
Renth dashed forward and leaned back, raising his right foot to catch the scaly adversaries chin. His foot hit his mark, and the foe teetered back a bit, only to charge swinging his blade with such malice to rival the rest of the Akashinu. Renth swerved to the left, allowing the blade to fall into the roof's shingles. He kicked the Lizard again, hoping to loosen it's grip on it's sword. Instead the sword flew out of the roof and gave the lizard ample counter-weight to stay on the roof.
"Not very big eh, must be harder to make you fall."
The lizard stared ed at him in confusion. His mistake. Renth sheathed his blades, spreading his arms in what appeared to be surrender. If the lizard was smart, he would be getting ready for anything. Renth turned to Vosro and winked. Hopefully the mage would have an idea to help them defeat this small disturbance in their travel.

Irsire Xion

The water burned Irsire's arm as she pressed her paw down, to him the pain was starting to subside as he grown used to the repeated applying of holy water "Whatever you say Fume if you beat my father I'll be the first one to congratulate you, but since you don't know who Lucifer is I doubt you know of the other world. Oh but that's enough of that, I wouldn't want you to get over your head." He told her ignoring her comment about the water. It was getting annoying at this point and he could do nothing about the pain that was surging through him.

"Don't you think I know that? My mother was long dead before you and your family started your crusade, the humans would have ended themselves sooner or later your influence wasn't needed.But rebuilding and taking over from where they left off will not be tolerated. Attacking with force and malice is not needed," Irsire ranted as he lay beneath her she pressed her other paw against his arm which proved resistant to her weight for now.

"I will live to fight you again, the second time you will not be so lucky," Irsire said coldly as the water droplets froze around his arms making the situation much more uncomfortable. He was thinking about lashing out with some fire magic since she was so close but that would cost him dearly. "Meh," He groaned saying a incantation in his head firing a fire bolt from his mouth, aimed for her underbelly.

Asire laughed at her aura of emotion, he could feel how uneasy she was and how the situation at hand was forcing her to think about what he said. "First off in war or in peace love will find its way to strengthen the bond of two individuals and allow them to surpass any challenge, so don't that that it's inconceivable to happen." Asire pointed out as she looked away from him, maybe in shame or something similar.

"What do you need to do and how? Well "exactly" what you need to do is unknown to me, what I do know is that you need to connect with him on a deeper level. Actually hear is emotions out, he follows your lead, protects you, and will die for your safety. He knows that the place he has is beneath you, he doesn't trust himself to truly allow you to know how he feels because of the mission. The only problem with that is that Devils unlock there true potential through love, like how arch angles reach it through hate. However once you do this, he will like he does now pledge himself to you and you alone. He'll give you a piece of his soul and no matter if you feel the same he will promise to look after you till the day he dies. "

Asire took a deep breath and looked back to Mhisty "Do what you want. Simple, you should start training though this will only get harder" He said running his hand through his white hair walking towards the outside of the city "we can't do it here they'll find you again"

Vosro

Vosro saw Renth sheath his weapon and saw the lizard confused and uncertain what to do. This could work. He thought to himself. Now there was a little distance between Renth and the lizard, time to step it up. Vosro raised his arm towards the lizard and several runes appeared all down his arm. after all the runes had appeared, small bolts of magic shot out from each rune, twenty in total. All the bolts curved out and around, rushing in on the lizard from multiple sides. The lizard jumped back to fall off the roof, hoping that gravity would be enough to dodge the attack. He succeeded in dodging most of the bolts, but a few hit their mark with small explosions chunking small piecing of flesh from the foe. He would be in pain and weakened from the attack.

The lizard landed on the ground standing, he turned towards Vosro and charged stabbing his sword straight at him. Vosro raised a shield infront of him but the enchanted sword pierced through his shield. The lizard's charge was slowed by the shield, giving Vosro just enough time to make a rune appear on his own chest. The rune released a fast pushing force, kind of like an explosion but giving more of a strong push than ripping things apart. Vosro went flying back from the force as did the lizard, Vosro landing in a heap in the street while the lizard slammed against the building Renth was on.

After flying for a while Pyrrhos finally arrives at the mountain he calls home. Looking around he breaths a sigh of relief. Everything was as he had left it. The memorials he built to his friends and families were still standing untouched. "Thank the gods my family can still rest easy." He walks up to one of the memorials and kneels down. "My family I am sorry for my failure in my duty of protecting you. I have devoted my life to destroying what is left of the humans that attacked our village. I will return honor to our people no matter how long it takes." With that Pyrrhos falls silent sitting above the memorial waiting for the call that would be coming.

Last time to take a chance.
Renth picked up the lizard, raised it over his head, and leaned back. He held the lizard in such a position as when this suplex had ended, he would be without a scratch, or a broken neck. The satisfying "thwomp" ever so gratifying as he rolled away from the corpse. He turned to Vosro, astounded by the power held by his companion.
"We could probably take them all together you know."
He smiled, laughing at his over-confident joke. It would take a lot more than a mage and a ranger to take down a dragon, not with a simple bow and a pair of machetes.
But that wasn't the case anymore. He picked the bow and sword off of the lizard leather armor, arming himself as he strapped on the leather sheath, and the bow itself. He turned to Vosro, still smiling. "You want any of my old stuff, or should we just sell it?

Vosro

Vosro watched as renth finished off the lizard with an impressive show of skill. Renth and Vosro had completely oposite skill sets, which seems to allow them to work well together.

Vosro didn't respond, or even indicate that he heard, when Renth made his joke. But he did respond with a quick "S-sell them." when asked about the old equipment. Then Vosro fell onto his hands and knees as a coughing fit kicked in. Coughing up blood, Vosro just stayed on his hands and knees until the coughing subsided, then he slowly stood up and said "Rest fo-for a few m-minutes, then go on w-with our journey."

He hobbled his way over to a wall and sat down, leaning back against it.