At the Stairs of Heaven

[draco]

Ziro was still in the air the blad only cut his check and barly had any blood on it but it had to do. Ziro put the blad to his mouth and licked the blood from the sword. A glowing Red light covered Ziros body and when i disapperd Ziros face turned black and he had black feathery wings. Suddenly the day turned to night. "Well now I'm the demon of the Abyss and my power alows me to turn day to night and when its night My speed and strength increases even mo". But before he could finish he saw a fire blad coming after him. but with swiftness the Demon of the Abyss dodged it and landed on one of the floating rocks. He stood there laghing because he already sent a ball of dark power hurtling at his opponent at very fast speed.

[Itachi Uchiha]

The second wave struck another stone removing it from its path. Still the arc soared forth and ripped through a portion of the temples wall. Rubble and debris flew in all directions as a huge cloud of dust rose, blanketing all in sight. In the midst of this, Daiki cursed the God’s for the misfortune they brought upon him. Such a tranquil place now partially lay in ruins due to his hand. But as the dust cloud started to settle, something felt amiss. A rustling of feathers followed by an eclipse of the sun. Day turned to night in seconds and all was dark.

“What foul magick is this? Are you a Demon?!” Yelled the samurai, a harsh tone to his once calm voice. “It matters not now. I have killed your kind before and this task shall be like the others!”

Still the musty cloud of ruin hung in the air around him as he readied his next attack. Preparing to move, the sound of crackling hummed sharply in the air around him. Not knowing its direction, Daiki jumped to his left hoping to avoid whatever it was. Again he thought the God’s had cursed him as a ball of energy, void of colour and element, hurled itself at him. Not a second to spare, he lashed out with his blade at the attack hoping to repel it. The attempt was futile. The energies from it surged against the katana and bolts whipped out at Daiki, lashing at armour and flesh. Minor cuts formed on his arms and body, opened and sealed by the burning magicks.

As the spell dispersed, the warrior found himself being flung back to the rock he was formerly on. The dust had settled and he could see Ziro once more. Black wings now dawned his body and Daiki cursed once more. Raising his hand, he called forth a Cherry Blossom to rip up from under Ziro to distract him. As the tree rapidly sprouted, the samurai jumped once more but for his tree. Landing perfectly within its branches, he drew its power forth once more and his body put it straight to use. Looking for the accursed demon, he followed it, bladed at the ready. With a graceful display of swordsmanship, he slashed with immense speed aiming for vital positions. His movements were all but blurred as his katana sought to draw fresh crimson.