Act 5: The power of an Arrancar King

The time had come, a massive influx of energy brought the Commander’s attention back to the real world. There weren’t many who agreed, seeing as this conflict was the responsibility was supposedly on the shoulders of everyone else but the residents of Hueco Mundo. What he tried to make clear was that while it would start else where, the war would eventually be brought right to their doorstep. It would then be their problem and there wouldn’t be anyone left to help fight. It was an irritating predicament. “Come if you want or stay and wait, either way… we’re probably going to meet our end soon…” The Commander moved to his feet, having finished up his meditation. One last look at the statue and his eyes closed, head lowering and shaking slightly. ‘No way of talking myself out of this one,’ he thought to himself, as his eyes opened again and he turned to retrieve the sword he had hanging on the opposite wall. With a deep, heavy breath, the Commander stepped outside and turned to head off to the Meeting Room, hoping there’d at least be a few others who would join him. Silencioso Ruido dragged lazily on the ground, creating a soft hissing sound as the metal brushed against the rough white floor. Even before they left the realm, the sword was giving off pulses of energy, anticipation. Such an annoying little pest it was, nagging at the primal side of him, waiting for the day it could once again draw blood. He stared down at it as he walked and quickly slipped it into its place, hanging at his hip and staying there while he went onward to the dark and currently empty room. “Hmm…” Upon getting to the center of the large room, Sage came to a stop and looked around, waiting and hoping to see some of his comrades join him in the area. There he stood, waiting, breathing shaky and irregular. It was a strange feeling, nervousness, but not for whatever may be waiting on the other side.

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His teeth chattered in a quick tempo as he tapped the sheath encasing his sword. Standing there, the Commander stood in the center of the Meeting Room. Still no one had seemed to show up. Nervously, he continued to look around before breathing a slow sigh, relaxing and steadying himself. If they were to join him, they’d have to find their own way to the human world, because the fluctuations he was feeling from the human world were making him just that much more anxious. His free hand swept upward, tearing a hole in the air before him before he stepped inside. It closed up, only to open a second door to the human world. If he had a heart, it’d be beating a mile a second inside his chest as he stepped out into the daylight of the realm of the living. The portal had taken him closer than he thought to the two groups. His grip on the sheath tightened before loosening and allowing him to move it up to grab the handle. Slowly, it was drawn from its prison and lowered, but unlike so many times before, it was not left in the ground as he started to move toward his destination. Again, the tip of the sword dragged on the ground, though that time it was leaving a bit of an indent in the concrete. He felt the massive energy begin to branch off, some of it heading for what he supposed was the crowd of Vizard, while the others went for whoever else had the misfortune of catching their attention. A gentle breath passed his lips and he slowly began to let his reiatsu flow out, hoping to divert some of the attention from the Vizard to him. “Come on…” He muttered, sending a pulse out before appearing closer to the two opposing sides.

A wide, almost inhumanly wide grin spread slowly across the face of the tall imposing white-blond haired female in dazzling platinum armor and elaborate fur-linning. She gripped a double-handed flameberge sword with a black body and sharp visible bladed edges. A couple of her bangs on each side curled up into what could almost be construed at horns. Her stone grey eyes seemed to grab everything she looked at, and hold it in her gaze. She shoot off away from her leader. Urz Vanderhaug was second in command of sheild...but held nothing but reverence and respect for her leader. They were the group who's praises would be sun for ages. They would be the ones to bring justice to the world. And they...they alone would be the ones to finally free the world from evil and fear. She shot through the air at increadible speed in another direction than her leader, her body bristling with unimaginable reseviors of spiritual energy for a human as she gripped her sword tightly, the woman ready for her first contact with the evil spirits they sought to vanquish.

Upon reaching his perch atop a building, the Commander stabbed his sword into the structure below him as he moved to the edge of the building’s roof. Cold silver eyes watched as the intruders broke off, with one of them, he imagined was the leader, going off after the Vizard and another one breaking off in the opposite direction. Since it was one person, he didn’t think the Vizard would have much trouble, so he paid more attention to the other who went off on her own in the other direction. “Hmm…” Another pulse of energy shot out from the ghostly-arrancar and he straightened up, went back to his sword and picked it from the ground, swinging it around a couple times before he disappeared again. The only suitable place he could think of for his second burial would be the place he met his end the first time. It was an open field with nothing but withered beams and shards of what used to be a village thousands of years prior. He stood in the center, blade lowered and tapping gently against the soil beneath it. “Come to me…” He whispered, sending another, more massive wave out to catch the Shield member’s attention, and whoever else dared to come. By that point, what used to be nervousness turned to excitement, he had relaxed but was also anxious to see how this would end. Despite that, there wasn’t a single show of emotion across his youthful features. Just a cold stare as he waited.

Urz halted herself in mid-air, catching a specific signal of reiatsu, she swivled her head and a wide grin spread across her face as she shot towards the commander. Dissapearing quickly and appeared suddently 20 feet in the air above the ground where he was situatied, her one hand gripping her dople-hander flamberge blade. She smirked at him. "Ah...such power...it will be satisfying to vanquish such a threat such as yourself evil spirit" Urz chuckled a she extended her hand simply and a massive black cloud gathered around him. Within a mere second or two---like an explostion played in reverse it would violently collapse in on itself and crush anything caught in it. "I will take pleasure in this..." she smirked.

Silently tapping the ground with the tip of his zanpakutō, the Commander continued to wait for whatever opposition who took the bait. Just before the blade could touch the soil again, he felt the presence of another spiritual being high above him. His gaze was, of course, still on the ground and aimed toward the sword, but he still couldn’t help to smile a little at the woman’s words. “Many have tried to kill me before you even came into existence…” He stopped after feeling the rush of air around him, caused by the cloud of darkness that suddenly surrounded him. With that, he lifted his head and looked up at her, narrowing those cold silver hues of his. “You will certainly have deserved the kill,” whispered the man simply before vanishing, just as the implosion occurred. In that instant that he was gone, all trace of his existence left with him, only to come back once he came up by her side, in the air. He was watching the ground below them, imagining just what would have happened if he hadn’t gotten out. “You rush into all things like you just did there?” He asked, looking at her from out of the corner of his eye. Slowly, he began to move away, turning to face her.

She huffed a bit as he appeared beside her and she moved away as he did the same. Raising her sword she gripped it heavily as she glared at him. "It must frustrate you to know that your streak will finally be coming to an end" her words held a thick accent...norwegian mabye? Definatly of the north though. She chuckled as she raised her sword. "I will be sporting and tell you the name of the one who will end you....Urz Vanderhaug" she said before dissapearing. The first thing that reappeared was her sword as her body blured into view the blade already coming down to hew off his right arm and leg.

“Streak?” Sage got a rather confused, and curious look on his face when he heard her speak. “No, what irritates me is when someone attacks without explaining themselves…” The grip his had on Silencioso Ruido tightened and was lifted slightly in preparation for an attack. At her last remark, he just smiled and huffed slightly. “I will tell you the name of the one you kill, if you manage to do so.” His tone had an air of defiance, however soft and airy as it may have been. It was clear from that he not be backing down or head to the threatening words she spoke. Kill him, she said; he’d be laughing if he weren’t so utterly focused on keeping himself from just tearing her apart. When she disappeared, he just shook his head and twisted his wrist, quickly moving the sword to block her swing. He could only hear the sounds his sword made upon contact; it sounded like it was screaming. The sound could not be heard by anyone but the Commander. It caused the man to wince slightly before leaning over and pushing against the woman. He stared up into her eyes, expressionless once more, before disappearing and appearing an instant later behind her. His back was turned to her, but he was swinging around, his blade coming to put a gash across his back. “If I am to be killed,” he spoke as he spun around to cut at her, “It will not be by you.”

She huffed as he blocked her sword and pushed it back, her eyes digging into his cold expressionless ones. "Explain myself? My explination is that you are an evil spirit...you along with vizards, and shinigami...you post a threat to humans...and you all must be extinguished" she growled. When he dissapeared and reapeared behind her, aiming a slashed she had enough time to let out a light chuckle. "Oh?" she said as a black mass leaked out from her armor and exploded in a wall of spikes that deflected and attempted to trap the blade instead of letting it cut her back. "Don't be so sure of yourself" she told him.

Just as the wall appeared to block his blow, he disappeared again, knowing it would have no chance of breaking through the barrier she put up. That time, instead of coming back with the intent of striking at her, he stood solitarily a few yards from her. Before the failed attempt to strike her, he caught what she had said, her justification for attacking the spirits. After a moment of silence, the commander showed a bit of emotion in the form of confusion again. “Evil?” He whispered, thinking over the words she had spoken earlier. “We’re… evil? And how do you know that? Hm?” He asked, suddenly snapping his gaze to the woman before him and glaring at her. Although it did look like he was insulted by the accusation, nothing more was shown and he didn’t seem to be letting himself dwell on it. “Come at me, force my hand… and you’ll see just how evil we can really be… human,” he said, raising his weapon to prepare for another attack.

"Evil...spirits...otherworldly beings and forces" she said to him in a dark tone. "Your seeped in the occult and the the evil forces that surround them.." she gripped her flamberge as the spikes recedded. A dark and twisted smile grew over her visage when he challenged her to force his hand. "Fine then....allow me to show you a fraction of only a part of my efforts" she smirked. With the speed of an Espada commander she was on him, with a relentless barrage of cuts and blows so endless and ferocious that they blended with each other, almost forming the illusion of after images as she hacked away at him, once in a while flying to flank him and changing the direction of her attack. Her speed was impressive at least...for a human to move this fast...and with such precision...its was unbelivable.

At her response, the Commander could only laugh. His head was thrown back before snapping back in place with his cold, steely gaze aimed straight at the woman again. “And you don’t think that what you’re doing doesn’t tread on that ground?” He asked, letting the sword lower a little while his he tilted his head a bit to the side. The laughter did not cease completely, as he continued to chuckle gently afterward, before going silent once she continued to speak and finally vanish. Although confident in his abilities, there was a lingering doubt that he’d actually make it out of the confrontation in one piece. That doubt was quickly pushed back though when he felt her presence once more, swinging around to block the first blow, only to jolt from every cut she made in his skin. He blocked what he could, but at his current level, he couldn’t stop them all from getting to him. He tried matching her movements, but found that a little harder to accomplish than he though. Finally, after a few moments of letting her hack away at him, and after putting up with the small irritating jolts of pain, he swung around and caught her blade in his free hand. It cut into his flesh causing him a great deal of pain, but at least it stopped her for the time being. Not a word was spoken, but as he stared up at the woman, the silver in his eyes began to fade. The grip on her sword was loosening, a result of the pain, and with the silver blood seeping out, it was getting harder to keep a hold of the woman’s blade. Finally, he pushed it away, let go, and jumped back to avoid a possible counter-strike.

She smirked "Please...as if you can lecture me spirit" she chuckled as she rushed at him. After finally deflecting her sword she slide back, seeing him shift to a more defensive position. She huffed and raised her sword over her head before slashing it in the air in a vicious flurry of arcs. Each arc left behind a black area where it had cut through the air and slowly the black arcs condensed into rows and lines of black replica swords which shot towards him. "Perish" she growled.

There was nothing but silence from the Arrancar as he watched the woman. No response to her words or retort. Usually he’d be the one to try and get an attacker to step down, but just from the first few moments of their meeting, he realized that there was no reasoning with them; that the only course of action would have to be violence. Those pearly white eyes seemed to just be staring at her, but he was actually watching the arches in the air above her head. As they were being formed, his sword went back and he lowered himself a bit, getting ready to move out of the way in the coming attack. A low hiss came from the man as he witnessed them condense into swords similar to hers, only to be hurled his way. Again, while just barely making it, he vanished, as some of the swords were about to impale him, only to come up again behind the woman. The tip of his sword was pressed to the small of her back, pushing against her and threatening to run her through. Still there was a single word uttered by the Commander, he just stood there, pushing the tip of his blade against her, daring her to make a move against him.

She blinked when she realized he was behind her and felt the cold tip of his sword bitting at the back of her neck. A slow smiel streached across Urz's face and she started to chuckle lightly. "Heheh heh heh....you poor lost soul...so...." she turned her head a bit, not flinching in the least to look at him slightly. "You actually do think you have a chance against us" Once more...without warning a bevy of sharp black spikes erupted from her , springing around the sword to almost lock it in place and continue towards him. "What an amusingly misguided perception" she chuckled.

“I never once thought that…” Sage whispered in response to her words. Even as he spoke though, there was no emotion, and his voice sounded hollow, albeit soft. It would have had a chilling effect on any lesser being, but he didn’t expect someone like her to be swayed by it. “However, I do plan on dragging as many of you down with me as I can before I do die,” he finally whispered after a pause, narrowing his eyes as he looked up at her while she turned her head to look at him. When the swords moved and locked his in place, he moved to try and pull it free, but only found a greater resistance. There wasn’t much time to think over every possible outcome, and letting go of his only weapon was certainly out of the question. With a deep, quick breath, he let a good portion of his reiatsu pour out, enough to give him enough energy to phase through the woman and the binds that kept his sword in place. It was a little too late, as he was moving through the woman, the blades that she sent after him did manage to leave a few gashes. He stumbled a bit in front of her, hunched over and shaking from the maneuver. However painful it was for him to do that, he stood straight again and turned to her, grinning for the first time. “Looks like you’ll need to try harder.” After a moment, his reiatsu seemed to diminish again, coming under control. He really hoped he wouldn’t have to do something like that again; he’d barely made it through her that time. His sword rose up and he got ready to strike or try and deflect another attack.

She flinched as she felt him concentrate his spiritual energy in order to avoid the worst of the attack and phase through him effectivly. She watched as he stumbled forward. She glared at him as his words reached her. "Try harder?" Urz growled at the Arrancar King. "Tch...your in no position to make sure statments!!!" she said as she pointed a finger at him again and a dark cloud appeared around him, ready to colapse in on itself in a reverse explostion. "Implode" she growled as she then shot towards him, her sword bracked along her hand to deliver a powerful cut at him if he attempted to evade it.

Seeing her start to get irritated was a sure sign that he was getting to her, at least to some degree. His eyes narrowed and the grin widened, looking extremely out of place on his usually placid features. When the dark cloud appeared around him though, the look of satisfaction was wiped clean just as quickly as it had been put up. He stared at the woman before him, hearing that single word and shaking his head once. “Looks like you’ll be coming out to play soon, Insensato,” he whispered to himself, referring to the sword in his hand. While she shot toward him, he lowered himself, only to snap his attention to the cloud when it began to move in. He knew it was a trap, a lure to get him into a vulnerable spot where she could strike, but it was either that or get crushed instantly. Sage vanished, appearing a few yards back, out of the ring and behind Urz. He rushed forward after her, his sword pointed straight out at her, ready to pierce through her.

Her eyes narrowed when she noticed him call out the name of his sword as the cloud moved from its billowing shape into a sharper and tighter form as it reverse-exploded towards its center, threatning to drag the arrancar along with it. She grit her teeth as she saw him move low, shifting her sword to be able to deliver a devistating vertical strike to hew him completely in two. When he dissappeared she instantly knew he would go for the back the most vulnerable spot she turned, but instead of a slash.....she was now facing a pericing move. She had gotten carless and had assumed he would use a different attack to throw her off guard...she had overcalculated his movments and was barley able to avoid the line of the peirce as it rended a light gash along her mid-shoulder as she lept away from him and straightened up, observing her wound for her moment or so, her eyes filled with rage and exasperation as she turned to look at him. "No spirit...as ever injured me in such a way" she growled as her eyes looked with his. For a moment it seemed as she was going to fly into an uholy rage but she merley chuckled and smirked. "Outstanding" she said in a chillingly dark voice as her eyes dug into his. "Absoloutly outstanding" she chuckled and smirked as she gripped her sword with both hands, her spiritual pressure slowly started to build to almost unberable levels as she started to slowly walk towards him.

There was no emotion, nothing at all, as he closed the distance between them rapidly. Just before he would make contact, he shot his hands out, jutting the blade out. It wasn’t his usual type of attack, but it was certainly quicker and it did seem to catch her off guard. A small huff left him when she avoided the fatal blow, and he came to a dead stop right there, right where she had just been standing. For the first time in a long while, the cold steel of his blade was stained, however small a strike as it may have been, with crimson. As he stood there, his head fell and he stared at it, feeling a gentle pulse coming from it. He couldn’t help but smile a little. Satisfaction, compassion, sorrow? Who knew, but it was soon gone when he looked back up at the woman. “I imagine none of the spirits you encountered were quite like me though…” He whispered, staring straight at her. An instant later, his eyes widened, shock and horror overtaking everything else. Something was horribly wrong; he felt the essence of someone disappear. It was Yuki. At that point, none of Urz’s words reached him, he was too caught up in what may have just happened. However, soon enough, accompanied by a slow increase in his own reiatsu, he returned his attention to the task at hand. His grip on Silencioso Ruido tightened and he looked up at the woman as she approached. “It’s time…” The pressure coming from the woman would have been overwhelming to any lesser being, but he was the Commander. He was the King of the Arrancar. “Gritar al mundo, Silencioso Ruido…” passed his lips. Immediately after, the sword seemed to break up into pieces and briefly spun around the Arrancar, before quickly grafting themselves onto his body. Each piece seemed to turn to liquid as it molded to his upper body in a smooth layer. The mask on the back of his head seemed to crawl around to the front of his head, before encasing it completely in a layer of the same substance. Long, razor sharp claws grew out from his elongated arms. As they did so, what appeared to be wings grew out from his back, stretching themselves and shaking to loosen up, before closing back up. “I’ll kill you and all of your friends for what you have done…” The voice that came from the featureless creature was nothing like what he used to speak in; there seemed to be multiple people speaking, each with a different pitch and volume.

She stopped a little to breifly observe his transformation. Her nostrils flared a bit as she watched him transform into the creature and she glared at him. "So...you finally reveal yourself..." she chuckled a bit befrore gripping her sword. "But kill me? Oh ho ho...I belive that that will require far more skill and strenght than you can muster demon" she said as her body tensed and she pushed off the air, almost effectivly dissapearing, she streakred towards him with such speed that she began to streach and blur into what almost looked like a black and tan strung out bullet, with her head blurring into her back and legs streaching back into her hips as she blurred past him, looping serveral times the air she passed through superheated. Suddently she changed directions in mid-air and aimed a deadly slice at his lower torso from behind, her eyes full of blood-lust.

All that came from the creature was a low hiss while she spoke. A soft chuckle could be heard from behind the faceless white veil at the human’s last remark. Even if he were unable to see her moving around physically, his ability to sense the reiatsu of other spiritual beings had increased to the point of being able to see the forms of the sources. It was sort of like a heat-signature. When she disappeared, he watched as the trail drew closer, before moving and speeding around him. He could feel the change in temperature and merely stood there, waiting for the actual attack. When she came up to slice at his torso, he spun around, knocked the sword out of the way with one wing, wincing at the pain of having it cut, while one the massive clawed appendages came to stab into her abdomen.

She blinked in surprise...her face frozen in the same state of shock when her opponent easily batted away he sword and she was completly thrown off her axis due to her speed. When she saw the other claw immdiatlly coming towards her she extended her hand and opened her palm, letting a bevy of hands made from darkess shoot forth to soften the blow. However in such a split second it wasn't enough and she was still sent backwards sporting a new light gash across the top portion of her stomach. She clutched it lightly as she continued to smirk at him. "Your no ordinary demon...no...your a diabolical devil that needs to be sealed away and destoryed..." she said shaking it off and standing back up to full height as she looked at him. "But I don't think I can take my leave letting you think that your the superior one here...no...another part of my purpose is to instil in you the fear of what you truley think you can defeat" she said with a smirk.

The fact that he missed inflicting a fatal blow again irritated him, but also knowing that she can be cut lent some comfort. As she went back through the air, after forcing herself to abort the attack, he stood straight, stretching the wings again and shaking them as before, closing them again. “Call me what you want, child,” he whispered, still speaking in multiple tones at once, “I will still be the one who kills you.” The Espada Commander went silent when she started to speak again then lowered himself, just as he did before, looking like he was preparing to defend himself. However, that time it was different. He disappeared just as she finished, appearing again, in front of her, swiping one hand up toward her chest and sending what could only be explained as a blade of wind at her, before he disappeared again and did the same thing behind her. He repeated the maneuver, sending a blade of air from every side toward.

She blinked as he shot at her and she growled. "I will not be bested by you demon! I hold the power in my hands to destroy you!!! I WILL NOT FEAR YOU!" she roared as he rushed at her. "P-pendragon! Aid me!" she shouted as a hole was ripped in the frabric of the air behind her. Unilke the shifting of a Garganta it carried a deeper and heavier feeling of concentrated reiatsu and seemed to almost streach the air before punctruing it and appearing. It looked strange. Almost like a 2 dimentsional massive hand akin to something like the aztec or mayan carvings depicted. The hand glowed erilly inside a a "skin" of constantly moving black bubbling flames. She hopped on it and it flung her high into the air before it evaporated quickly out of existance, first the skin then rope like muscles and the pitch black core. High up above him she panted heavily, obviously calling on whatever thing or being had drained a good amount of her energy She lifted her sword and threw it down past him, following only feet behind it as hit descended though was a fat, massive thunderbolt that was entierly black, sizzling through the air towards Sage as it continued on towards the ground.

A laugh came from the faceless creature after her remark. “Saying you will not fear me says that you already do,” he said calmly, moving back and coming to a stop again. Just as the arches of bladed-air were about to make contact, he felt something appear and suddenly saw her trail lead up into the air. The massive thing disappeared soon after, but he still wondered just what it was that assisted her. He made a soft “hmm” sound and lifted his head up to see the reiatsu signature hovering in the air high above, just in time to feel the wind of the passing sword rush by him. He realized, being that he was quite an obvious target that she was not aiming for him. She was up to something. Just then, he was blinded. Even if it were black lightening, it might as well have had the same luminosity as the sun with the amount of energy it was giving off. He shield his face with one of his large hands, before leaping into the air, heading straight toward the bolt of lightning, but disappearing just as it would have hit him. He appeared an instant later, on the same path, and behind the bolt, heading for Urx with both arms extended to impale her on the sword-like fingers.

Urz growled at his remark and blinked when she saw he had evaded the bolt of lightning. His fingers punched through her body easily and erupted out of the other side as her face froze in shock. After only a few moments her reiatsu faded...not died out but faded, her body fracturing like a mirror to show the guise of an illusion. Behind him she had called her sword back from its plummit, causing it to bomerag into her hand and allowing her to us its momentum against Sage as she spun a horizontal slash at his neck to be-head him. "Yaaaaaaaaah!"

For a brief moment, the Arrancar seemed pleased with the result of the attack, however, when he realized it was just an illusion, he exploded in a fit of rage. What was left of the illusion found its body being torn to pieces as he violently pulled his hands apart. Although it was not real, it gave a pretty good example of what would happen if he were to land a strike on the real Urz. He stayed there, knowing full well the real one had appeared behind him and recalled the sword. He could hear it cutting through the air as it swung back to her and then toward him as she spun around to cut into him. In a similar maneuver to an earlier one, he spun around, putting one hand up and grabbed the sword, however, his other hand came up in and attempt to stab the claws into her at an angle that would make them enter her abdomen but go up into her ribcage.

"Such rage" she chuckled. "You should do well to bring it under control before it brings about your ruin" she chuckled as she looked at him. She felt as he grabbed the sword and aimed his claw up at her. Her right arm tensed as she gripped her sword and used it as a pivot point to flip over him and out of the range of his claw, ripping her sword from its grip as she landed behind him. She turned to smirk at him as she stood up to full height and sheathed her sword. "How interesting...I think that I've gathered a sufficient amount of information for now. But I need to go..." she said as a dark cloud enveloped her, started to collaspe in and drag her into its center. "Have fun grieving over your friend...you seem quite distraught....hehehe" she chuckled as she slowly dissapeared.

Even as she spoke of him having to bring his anger under control again, he was furious, not just because of the woman’s evasiveness, but because he couldn’t get rid of her soon enough and move on to the others in her group. The rage had blinded him, making his movements and attacks sloppy and uncoordinated, but it also seemed to make him faster, running more so on instinct than intellect. When she flipped over him, his hand let go of the blade, to keep from wounding it again, and he swung around, flailing an arm out in an attempt to swipe at her. However, hearing her voice and seeing her sheath the sword made him stop short of severing her into two halves. He may have been an animal, but even the animal was not one to attack someone who was not going to fight back anymore. As the cloud formed around her, the substance that coated the Arrancar broke away and reformed back into his sword, which was sheathed already. The mask moved around to the back of his head again. “I’ve got your face, Urz…” That was all he said in response to her remark about Yuki before watching her disappear. He stood there for a while, staring at the space the woman had once inhabited before disappearing, to head off to the place he last felt Yuki’s presence.

She only chuckled as she saw him revert back to his standard form. She closed her eyes and smirked a little before holding up a hand as the reverse explostion swallowed her up. "And I've got your number Sage....." she said as she pointed her hand at him like it was a gun. "Pow" she said flatly with a laugh as she dropped her thumb, like the hammer of a gun going off. "Hahahahahaha...." she dissapeard finally as the cloud dissipated completly.....and the woman was gone.