"Let's see what these boys can do. Push but don't break them."
"With pleasure. Oni King; Berserker."
As his mask appeared on his face Soul had already sprinted towards them, with his two wraiths not far behind. He dashed towards Sirius readying his fist, but Sirius misread his intentions.
Soul was only a few steps away when he suddenly disappeared and ended up infront of Nima instead, landing the punch on him as he blocked; sending him flying back.
"Damn it, this guy got a grudge against me or something."
From the his right side Nima could see blue sparks as the wraith zipped past him; catching up effortlessly. It continued on before skidding on the ground changing directions, heading back to him.
Nima had little to no time to prepare for the attack, as he turned to block the incoming attack; the wraith made a full stop in an instant and jumped back a few feet.
Without warning Nima was struck in the back by Soul sending him barreling towards the wraiths, who in turn gathered it's sparks into one leg. It dashed forward to meet him, without stopping it changed positions ending up right behind him; kicking him in the back of his thighs.
Nima ended up in a horizontal position looking up at the sky, his legs were burning from the strike, and his body was momentarily stunned.
Now looking up at the sky; he could see a red light in the clouds, as it got closer it covered the clouds almost completely.
His eyes widened as the clouds instantly evaporated revealing a giant tornado of fire heading towards him. At first it seemed large and slow but as his body began getting hotter and hotter he realized he didn't have much time to react.
He began sweating as he struggled to break free of the paralysis, but soon even that too began to evaporate. The more he struggled, the more he seemed to panic.
"Time to go out with a bang."
Soul stood and watched as the wraith grew nearer to him, a smile was on his face as he turned leaving them to fight Nima.
As if on queue the strike landed on Nima driving him towards the ground, as the heel of the wraith dug into his abdomen the fire surrounded him; eating away at his skin.
As the fire ate away at him the paralysis finally wore off, he instantly grasped tightly at the wraiths ankle. He held on tightly digging his fingers into its ashen skin, his eyes flickered as he used every ounce of his strength to twist himself; reverting the moment, slamming the wraith into the ground.
He breathed heavily as the burns on his skin and the damage to his organs slowly began to heal.
"Heh not bad kid, but you're definitely not ready. But don't worry, you will be."
Soul continued on towards Frost and Sirius as the other three continued their assault on Nima. He walked past them without saying a word and instead dissipated into his ash form; appearing infront of the others.
"Heal the kid everytime he hits critical, let him build up his stamina. The longer he's stays in the fight the more experience he'll get. Won't be long before we leave, they'll need it. Oh, and feel free to jump in whenever."
He turned getting ready to head back, behind him Sarah stood; walking down the steps to meet him. Jumping down, she landed beside him; catching the smile on his face.
She looked forward nodding; signaling she was ready. Putting her hand on his shoulder they dissipated and reappeared in-between both fights.
As soon as they reformed they both split up; Soul dashed back towards Nima, and she turned dashing towards Sirius.
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Sirius held up his guard expecting the punch from Soul to land, but looking up he was no where to be seen; instead there were three Frosts standing infront of him.
He sighed as two of them walked past him without looking back.
"You must not like me very much, huh."
"What would make you think that, I am helping you, am I not."
Sirius looked from his peripherals to see the other two not far off but were still in range.
"True, but that's twice now that you've come after me."
"Ha well that's true, you're the stronger one of the two. You don't know it but your power is a bit limited because of the contract. But that will change as he gets stronger."
"Alright then why pick me, if him getting stronger allows my power to be brought out, shouldn't you go for him."
Frost looked leaning over to look behind him, he could see Nima being assaulted by Soul and the lightning wraith. Smiling he looked back at him.
"Well you see, I'd like to know what you could offer me."
"Offer??"
"You see, soon you and everyone here will have a choice to make. Follow or betray me, and I'm only telling you this because I don't want you to hesitate with your choice.., because I won't."
Without warning the clones rushed him, neither using any weapons or abilities. With every strike he dodged he was met with two more.
Frost just watched as more and more strikes landed on him. When his body could no longer take the assault and he fell to one knee, Frost walked up to him kneeled down pulling his hair to make him look up at him.
No words were spoken, but he could see the cuts and bruises on his body slowly beginning to heal. He frowned; dropping him back down, he stood and walked back to his original position.
"Again."
He snapped his fingers and Sirius was instantly healed with his stamina refilled as well.
Standing up he looked at his hands then checked his body, he felt refreshed and a bit stronger from the fight. He could feel his body becoming more in sync.
Once again he was rushed by the clones; this time fending a little better than the last. As they continued he was able to dodge more and even land strikes of his own; some even doing decent amounts of damage.
This continued on up until one of the clones was defeated and he had become completely in sync with himself. Yet he himself was still pretty beat up.
Frost was getting ready to snap his fingers again, but there was no need Sirius' wounds instantly disappeared and a trail of energy was heading away from his body.
Running up behind him; Sarah had her arm stretched out. The energy flowed from him into her outstretched hand; with it she ran right past him and swung at the real Frost.
As she ran past, Sirius ran towards the clone getting rid of him the best he could. By the time he had finished him off she had reached Frost.
He slowly raised his hand catching her fist; the energy dispersed as he tossed it to the side. She continued forward a bit from the momentum, then skidded as she turned back.
Now Frost was the one in the middle of two opponents.