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Oh. Well.
Kendall sounded upset.
An exhale left Miles, and he lifted a hand almost lazily to push aside some of his bangs.
“Looks like Kendall’s memories came back… Hah…” a shaking smile crossed Miles’ face. Damn angel: it had sworn that nothing could revert that magic they had cast on Kendall, to get him to forget Ivo entirely.. Had it lied to Miles?
Annoying.
Now he had two options: confront Kendall ( who would more than likely attack Miles; he sure sounded bitter ), or run away. Honestly? Second option sounded more enticing. Miles had never been one for physical combat anyhow.
Though. He could always send in more demons and angels to bring Kendall back. Yea. That sounded better. If not that, then, at least separate Kendall and Ivo more.
Would give Miles more time to figure out his back-up plan.
“What a bore.” he motioned with a hand, as though wanting to swat away this entire problem. With that, more demons summoned & appeared where Kendall was – currently the ‘leader’ had been torn between running to find Ivo & back-tracking to kick the shit out of Miles.
Kendall had been running through the darkened hallways of the base. Somehow, there had been a power outage, and the generators weren’t kicking in. More importantly, Kendall’s memories of Ivo had returned to him, mid-run. The urge to find Miles and beat him was rising, but so was that desire to find Ivo and see him again.
It had felt like ages; like forever.
Though, that’d been interrupted by the sudden appearance of many demons and angelic creatures. He caught a glimpse of Miles’ energy signature; which meant that these had been summoned by the little brat--!! No doubt to slow Kendall down, or worse, bring Kendall to Miles and away from Ivo...
“GET OUT OF MY WAY!!” he dashed forward, katana at the ready, and began to slash through the ranks. There were a lot of them; even as Kendall cut one down, another seemed to pop up and take its place. His grip on the katana increased, and a desperate, yet thrilled, look crossed Kendall’s eyes. So, they wanted a fight, huh?!
One of the demons managed to parry Kendall’s blade, pushed it back for a split second, which left him open. Then, the barrage began: Kendall was hit, once, twice, thrice -- he stumbled, his body being lightly pushed from side to side with each attack. Blood splattered along the floor, a bit of the walls. Kendall kept his footing, and let out a scream as he cut back against the attacks.
His eyes began to shine an almost otherworldly glow, only heightened by the dark surroundings of the building. With force, Kendall slashed his katana, and a rather large crescent of dark red chaos plasma rushed out of the blade. It tore through some of the rank and file. He kept at it, with each slash, Kendall’s energy drained, but he-- he stumbled, but continued running forward.














