(10 minutes ago)
Donovan still wondered if he should let them participate. Having Haelfein's class under his control could work wonders. The only problem is how it could be used efficiently.
He spotted Samuel running towards Firbol, and Gary to the middle. Now the only problem is who would attack them. Scratch that, it's not going to be much of a problem. Donovan's confident he can beat them.
He hung his head against the edge as he spoke to Aziroth, "Hey Aziroth. How you feeling?"
"Annoyed. You...didn't use your tongue. Did you?"
"You know about it?"
"I saw you use it with Mister Kiro."
"Ah well." That's not good. But still, with Aziroth keeping shut about it until now, maybe he can be trusted, "I didn't actually use it. Just my charismatic self managing to convince you."
"Hm..."
Donovan and Aziroth watched as the students in the middle finally clashed with each other. They could see some of them running to other classes' territory. Hungry to catch their flag. It appears some of them are heading to Haelfein already.
"It's Silkaneth...." Aziroth said, "They're coming after us."
"There's about like fifteen? Sixteen of them?" Donovan counted, "Bah. We could beat 'em."
A voice called out from the stand, "It'd be better if you let us join!"
"Shut up Oliver." Aziroth snapped.
Soon, the Silkaneth students came close to their territory, stepping over the black mist barrier. Aziroth and Donovan stood back, ready to see their plan in action.
As soon as they got close, one stepped on an ash bomb, releasing a burst of ash magic that sent three students away. Crashing into a few walls. The initial panic caused the others to scatter around, some ended up stepping on the last few bombs and putting them out of commission. The count had reduced from sixteen, to ten. Much more manageable in Aziroth's eyes. But Donovan was disappointed that the numbers were reduced.
"Welp. Hop to it then." Donovan hopped off the archway he was sitting on and stood next to Aziroth.
"Where's your weapon...?" Aziroth readied his scythe as the Silkaneth students slowly got themselves together.
"Well Laddy, these hands are it." Donovan waved his gauntlets infront of Aziroth, "Oh and these legs, tongue, and eyes. That's all I need."
"Whatever you say..."
The Silkaneth group leader stood infront of his teammates, holding out his mace towards the two Haelfein students, "You...sneaky bastard. You got us. But there's only two of you. The rest are watching from up there."
"Well, Gerald. I'm sure you'll be surprised with the outcome here." Aziroth gripped his scythe tightly, hints of black fog emanating from his tailcoat.
"Are you confident?"
"I am!" Donovan raised his hand.
Gerald and the other SIlkaneth members stared at Donovan, trying to deduce who he was. It is then that it dawned on Gerald that he must be one of the newer students from some weeks ago, "Are you Gary?"
"WHAT?! No!" Donovan's expression changed to annoyance as he heard the question. Aziroth scoffed at the remark, "Do I look two-hundred and five centimeters tall to you?!"
"Oh. So you're Samuel?"
"NO!" Some of Haelfein's students in the stand chuckled a bit. Aziroth just shook his head, but he had to admit, that was amusing, "DO I HAVE SUNGLASSES ON?! NO! I HAVE A HAT!"
"Oh...Donovan?"
"YES! Oh for god's sake..."
Even a few of the Silkaneth members laughed at Geralds words. Further fueling Donovan's annoyance. And desire to beat them up, "You know what? That's it."
It only took a single blink for Gerald to receive a cross straight to the face as he's sent barreling away. Shocking everyone momentarily at Donovan's speed. Even Aziroth, "That's what ya get! Now which one of ya is next?!"
The Silkaneth members readied their weapons and raw magic before charging at Donovan. Aziroth jumped in and swung his scythe horizontally, following it was a trail of black smoke that cut their shields and armor. Even their flesh.
Aziroth charged forwards and swung his scythe diagonally and then horizontally again. Blinding the Silkaneth members and even cutting them again. Aziroth's movement is majestic and smooth, yet firm and solid.
Donovan charged into the smoke. Bursting through and slamming his fist on an unfortunate boy. Slamming him to the ground as he placed both of his hands next to him. Before spinning around and breakdancing in the middle of the area.
Aziroth questioned his tactic but was soon shot down as Donovan's legs managed to hit everyone around him. The breakdancing was just used as flair. Managing to incapacitate a student and damage multiple. He stood on one hand before using capoeira to slam his foot on a boy's jaw. Sending him flying away.
Multiple Silkaneth students lunged in and attempted to harm Donovan, but he kicked all of their weapons away. And grabbed someone with a headlock using his leg. And throwing them away, "Azzy!"
"Got it." Aziroth appeared behind him and swung his scythe forwards. Clashing against a Silkaneth student's own blade. Aziroth pulled a certain motion and pulled the weapon out of her hand. Before placing his hand out and sending black smoke towards her. Pushing her away.
He continued on with his attack. Swing his scythe with precision and flow that made him seem like a helicopter blade in action. But from behind the Silkaneth attackers, members of Arlecant joined into the fray. Trying to claim Haelfein's flag as well.
Donovan kicked away a few Silkaneth members before running towards the incoming class of Arlecant. Before he can engage with them, Gerald jumped in out of nowhere, swinging his mace at Donovan.
Donovan ducked and dodged his swings before grabbing his mace and shirt, "Sorry. But deal with this Aziroth!" He kicked Gerald away with such force that it sent him towards Aziroth.
"Are you serious?!"
"Yes! Unless you want to deal with the whole of Arlecant yourself, handle the remaining Silky first!" Donovan waved at him before running towards the Arlecant attackers.
Aziroth took a step back as Gerald and the final four Silkaneth members stood up and slowly marched towards him with their weapons. He backed against the flag as he heard the cries of his classmates, "Aziroth! Some of the Grinshar members are coming! To the left!"
As Aziroth took a quick glance at his left, they were correct. There were a few of the Grinshar members running towards this area, "Damn it...Guess I'll have to use this...."
Gerald tried to lunge forwards but a smoke could push him back the stairs a bit. It lingered for a few seconds as Aziroth grabbed something from within the smoke. It started to suck in the smoke into the shape of another scythe. As it quickly sucked up the smoke, the scythe shined a bright green.
"What is that...?" Gerald muttered.
"Path of the Soulweave." Aziroth answered shortly before lunging forwards and slicing Gerald's mace apart.
Even though he's weaponless, he still slammed his fist against Aziroth's face. Knocking him back slightly, "That worked?"
"Not for long." Gerald felt a sudden tug on his ankle. Looking down, a bright green chain had shackled Gerald's foot. Without a second notice, Aziroth raised his green scythe up, lifting Gerald off his foot.
"Wooah-!" Gerald hung upside down by his ankle, Aziroth swung his green scythe horizontally, The green chain swung Gerald around, Slamming his body against the other Silkaneth members. Before throwing Gerald away as it let go of his ankle.
A second after that, a blue wave rummaged through the arena, and an announcement had been made that Nironius had captured the Zyortis flag, "That's not good." Aziroth turned around to see someone trying to grab Haelfein's flag. He lunged forwards and swept the thief's leg. And kicking him down the stairs.
He stared at the other Grinshar members, holding both of his scythes outwards, "Well...? Come on."
Donovan is managing well against the Arlecant attackers. He heard the previous announcement and saw the annoyance in their faces. Using that chance, he spun around and slammed his shin against a boy's side. Sending him away.
He took a step with the leg he just used and leaped forwards. Kicking a few around him before engaging in a fist fight. He grabbed a girl's wrist just before she swung at him, "I don't like to hit girls often. Cause I feel horrible after hurting someone as beautiful as you."
"What-? Oh...thanks." She seemed happy to receive a compliment like that.
"But I'll make an exception for you." he grabbed her shirt and threw the girl over him. He ended up slamming her to the ground. Performing soei nagi.
"AGH!"
"Sorry." Donovan heard the announcer say something, but before he could listen to it, A loud BAM echoed in the area as an Arlecant attacker shot out a heavy amount of raw magic. Donovan still managed to dodge it.
"Gah! That was really goddamn loud ya know?!" Donovan's ear rings slightly. The problems of having sensitive ears.
"Anything for an advantage." He replied.
Donovan lunged forwards and gave him a left hook right at the liver, sending him crumbling to the ground, "Arseface-!"
The remaining members coordinated together to shoot out raw magic at Donovan's location. The position he is in after punching that guy on the liver was bad. No balance, and improper form.
As a last ditch effort, Donovan activated his tongue. A tingling feeling resonated in his mouth as he whispered a spell. Before the magic could hit him, a white dome surrounded his body for half a second. Enough to block the spell and be obscured by the smoke.
He shuts it down as soon as the smoke dissipates. And leaped backwards as far as he could. Ending up right next to the flag, "Donovan! Are you ok?!" a girl he remembered as Akane asked.
"Yeah... I am. Hey, you got your weapons with you?!" Donovan shouted to his classmates.
They looked at each other and nodded in agreement, "All the time. Why?" Akane asked.
"Well, you're in luck! I'm finally giving all of you permission to participate!" Donovan announced.
As soon as he said that, all three year groups cheered in happiness. The second and third year students pushed the first years to fight. And they gladly accept. Everyone grabbed their weapons and leaped down the stands. The announcer was more than happy to announce this, "What is this?! The rest of Haelfein is joining the tournament! After their ban, it appears that it had been lifted! Look at them go!"
Aziroth was in the middle of handling multiple Grinshar attackers at once before Haelfein students lunged at them. Overwhelming the attackers in a short moment's notice. Oliver hopped next to Aziroth, "Hello! We're here."
"So Donovan let you participate?"
"That he did! Let us handle this now." Oliver looked down at a grinshar student and slammed his foot on their back, "Ha! That felt good."
"Just don't overdo it..." Aziroth sat down by the stairs, trying to catch his breath. The Haelfein students are dealing with the Silkaneth, Grinshar, and Arlecant members right now. Letting Aziroth take a short rest.
Donovan walked up to him. Readjusting his hat and coat, "What are you planning?" Aziroth asked him.
"Our path to win laddie. Everyone! Gather around the platform!" Donovan used his tongue to increase his volume.
Without even using his tongue, everyone gathered around the flag platform. Almost like an army of rats. What does Donovan expect? Haelfein's the lowest of the S-class. Bunch of maggots and troublemakers. Perfect class. Of chaos and fun.
"Alright maggots! Listen up! We are going to split off into three different tasks!" Donovan shouted, "Akane! You go to the middle with seven other people to assist Gary. Just be mindful of him because he's wild. Highly likely he'll attack you as well. Just fight anyone you see that's NOT who he's fighting!"
"Got it!" the japanese girl held up her Yari.
"Caitlin! You and seven others will go to Firbol! That's where Samuel is and do follow his orders! He knows what to do!"
"Got it boss!" Caitlin nitpicked seven other students to accompany her.
"And Oliver!"
The brown haired boy with glasses stood up straight, "Yes sir?!"
"You stay here. It might seem boring but we get visitors real soon alright?!"
"Yes sir!"
Donovan shoo'd them away, "Now go! Remember your task and who you are going with! Go! Gwan! Gwan!"
Like rats, they scattered into groups and ran off to their respective area. Oliver's group was dealing with the unconscious enemies and dumping them at a nearby cell that was given to them. As if on cue, Arlecant claimed Silkaneth. And Donovan could see the members of Nironius running towards their territory. A girl with warfans and a boy with some sort of rifle is leading the charge.
"Heads up everyone! Nironius appears to be aiming for us!"
Everyone grabbed their positions and readied their magic and weapons. Donovan held out a hand for Aziroth, "Come on Aziroth. Stand up."
"Hmm..." Aziroth accepted his hand and was helped up.
"Alright everyone! Incomi-"
VZOOOM
A white and purple beam erupted upwards to the sky near Firbol's area. Everyone nearby took a quick glance on what that was. They can almost feel the magic flux. Like they are right next to it.
Aziroth tried to take a closer look, "Is that really..."
"Yeah. Second release." Donovan confirmed.
"The hell is that?!" Oliver shouted.
"Have you ever heard of the anime Bleach?" Donovan asked.
"Yeah actually...I'm a big fan."
Donovan turned to the beam. As it slowly disappears from view, this must be Samuel's doing, "Then that's the equivalent of a bankai. Let Samuel deal with it. I'm more than confident he could manage. But right now, let's focus on our current threat. Nironius."