Dragonic Touch (Lycan Only)

Phoenix didn't want to drag him into something he couldn't get away from. Though, whether she had already or not, she couldn't tell. Her own worry for him confused her faintly as well. The whistle called again sharply. closer and Phoenix seemed to take up a jog without thinking about it, putting a hand to the side of her head.

Elathon matches her speed, slightly confused by her actions, this was unlike her. But how should he know that? Still he had made this decision. He would live by it.

Phoenix continued on, also confused before she slowed again, glancing to Elathon then straight as somebody looked at them from under the brush and foliage. Wearing a dark cloak to hide even better and on odd malicious look, creasing a smile at them both.

Elathon stops looking at the figure, "well what a way to meet you, now I'd get out of there, that bush is pretty annoyed." He says in a loud voice, though he doesn't shout.

The smile only seemed to widen beneath a hood and the figure moved back, eliciting another sharp whistle. Phoenix twitched as she watched him hesitantly, starting to move forward, though she never told herself to.

Elathon laughs, "ah so it's you. Well," he steps in front of Phoenix, crossing her path, "coercion is frowned upon in this forest. And if your responsible for even one," He growls the last word, "even one of her problems, you'll witness a hell unlike any you could dream." His half seen aura pulsed as he spoke.

Phoenix seemed to pause with her nose to his back and she shook her head, glancing up at him then over his shoulder at him again. She mentally hit herself as she had wanted to move her hand to his shoulder at that second. The individual chuckled faintly to himself at Elathon's actions, answering one of his questions in his head before he stepped out, cloak settling around his ankles as dark blue eyes bore into the two.

"This'll be about when you tell me no mortal man can stand before you?" Elathon laughs, his attention turned from Phoenix, "or are you too scared to do the demented evil monologue?"

He grinned again and shook his head, faint black strands of hair coming over his eyes. He spoke quietly then, a deadly and deep calm. "Leave if you want....I simply want the monster behind you...." He had uttered lightly. Phoenix didn't react to the name, despite the small flashbacks. She just kept her attention on him now slightly, staying still.

There are only two monsters in this forest, and one is leaving, and the other will wish he had when he had the chance if he's not careful. But I must say, you aren't stupid, take this chance, I can see you normally play the game from the shadows, well now you're faced with a torch. Leave." The last word is said in such a low hiss it is barely noticeable, except for the intent that drives it forward.

He seemed to sigh mockingly at the notion and he focused on Phoenix, removing his attention from Elathon completely. He didn't say anything, he simply seemed to wait for her to notice something. She seemed to after awhile, though she didn't move from behind Elathon at all, she simply frowned and glared a bit at him.

Elathon holds his arms out palms upwards, new growths sprouting from the forest floor and supporting the length of them. After a mere moment he is borne aloft on a short pillar of new life, "so I'm getting the silent treatment? Fool." He says, in what appears to be a sorrowful voice.

The man smirked and chuckled before looking to Elathon again, and suddenly removed his hood. Jet black, messy hair slightly covered his eyes. Dark blue eyes, as a dark as the oceans floor flashed cynical amusement. "Why the hell do you want to help?" He asked absently. He had a faint reflection of Phoenix in his outlook, which seemed to be spotted by the half vampire. She watched him and edged to the side, tense.

Elathon laughs, "why would I help, hmmm, a favour? Boredom? Because you chose the wrong day to meet me?" he chuckles, "pick one, any one, and you'd have a third of the truth."

He sighed absently, chuckling to himself. "I figure of nothing else....she needs no favors....she's going to die soon if I can help it..." He growled and smiled. "Tell me, Elathon....does this bother you?" He asked with a grin, a deep black blade suddenly appearing in his hold. He spin it then stabbed to the left, breaking the bark of a tree. The sword, being something on the edge, made the rest turn black from the roots up and he let it wither as she stepped back and held the blade.
Phoenix glared herself at him, slipping a hand behind her back as she growled at him.

"Not as much as that did, and I suppose now is the time for heroics," he puts on a higher voice, "if you want her you'll have to go through me," then his voice goes really low, "blah blah blah." He holds his hand out to the tree banishing the blades effect from it, causing it to sprout back into life. As he does this the forest seems to loom around them, closing off all exits. "Kill us both if you wish, even immortals would die trying to cut their way through this forest's wrath."

Phoenix glanced to him slightly before back to him. The man grinned absently and shifted the blade, the curved tip still as stone. "So be it..." he murmured, ignoring the trees. "Be it for both of you....I am Kiyoshi..." He uttered, a forked tongue briefly appearing before he vanished in a rush of speed. Having two of the same sword snow, he swung at Elathon and stabbed at Phoenix's back in an instant. The half vampire turning her head then grabbing the blades flat side before it reached.

The blade digs itself into Elathon's side. With a laugh, the blade having no effect over then to cut him deep. He sends a creeper down the blade, snaking it's way up Kiyoshi's arm and neck, trying to constrict around his neck.

Kiyoshi smirked as he watched the creeper. A pulse of energy from his skin sent it off and flying and he back flipped away, launching himself at Phoenix who leaped aside elegantly, catching the blade from her stomach and ducking down as he threw a punch at her jaw.

Elathon laughs as vines burst from the ground wrapping around Kiyoshi, forming a web around him.

Kiyoshi glanced to them and chuckled. A small focus of his energy and moving it elsewhere, he appeared behind Phoenix, raining the tip of his blade downward at her back.

Elathon quickly reacts, a sheel of vines and creepers and thorns covering Phoenix's back before they explode outward, razor sharp spurs aimed to dig into Kiyoshi's skin, ripping and tearing at him.

Kiyoshi let a laugh loose as he flipped away, letting his sword be enveloped into the mess of sharp foliage as Phoenix looked up at him thankfully before vanishing. He landed again and spun his second blade then blinked and blocked a white version of his sword. Phoenix at the handle as she was crouched down and swung at him. She growled at him, red eyes dark and pushed on his blade before skidding back as he thrust his arms forward. A whistle followed, sharper and deep, making her quiver and stumble back.

This was when Elathon struck, driving his fist, wrapped in briers into Kiyoshi's face, his face still unmarred by bark.

Kiyoshi's blue eyes narrowed into thin slits as he turned his head, letting the punch graze his cheek. Droplets of blood dancing onto the ground as he growled then vanished. Phoenix winced and hissed as her head fell back, a tight grip on the back of her head. He had wiped his other hand across the scratches, covering the back of a gloved hand with blood which he held over Phoenix's nose, causing her to stiffen harshly. He spoke before letting Elathon retort at all. "Answer me correctly, and I'll leave..." He hissed, brushing the red liquid closer. "Unless your oblivious, how does this half breed like you feel?"