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Banned for not aging.

Umm, well, let's give some other people an opportunity. Like, Stratos was definitely the most active, but Karina was pretty active too... of course, she has also won before... I vote for Ananta. She posted more often than anyone else in the west end and really helped move us along.

This greatly interest me; oddly for only one reason. As fascinating as the tome of prophecy sounds, the main thing I noted was how at the end of the first video braig said: "So, who will I take with me?" It seemed to me as if he wanted YMX to pick one of the reconstructed Org. members at random.

Notice that in the scene, Isa is still there... but in DDD, he's gone when the others wake up. Maybe Isa isn't a big bad guy after all? Perhaps it could be that they took him against his will like they almost did with Sora? It's definitely worth considering, but Saix had the supposed signs of MX possession when he was still and Organization XIII member, so I can't really be sure. Still; I just can't stop thinking about what it could entail.

Banned for passing the reason around.

Banned for being your reason.

Banned because indecisiveness is the definition of life.

Steel calmly walked through the white space around him, avoiding casting his glance towards the various crystals that littered the landscape between the entry and exit points. He walked slowly, taking an interest in the fact that his companions seemed to fly straight past the mirror realm: most of them didn't seem to notice it at all. He decided not to question it, seeing as how most of them had no knowledge about the extensive society magic mirrors had formed. Heck, they had probably taken his earlier comment to their traveling patron as naught more than but a joke. True, he had mainly thrown in the luncheon comment to throw them all off, but it was coming up soon nevertheless. As he neared the exit point, he saw a small standup mirror fade into view next to the shimmering portal. Normally, one might find this occurrence strange; they were inside of a mirror already after all. Steel however, merely stopped next to the exit portal and, still not making eye contact, gave a bow. "We pray for the safety of your reflection young one." For that was what it was after all; only a child among magic mirrors would still take the form of the object that bound it within it's own realm. That was not to say however that it had not been around for some time... or that it was not wise. He stepped into the portal quickly. He felt a twinge of guilt at how he had treated the boy, but he pushed it aside. it was not that he was afraid of the mirrors or that he intended to be rude to them; it was merely that the mirrors, while powerful, came with their own problems attached, and involving them much more than they already were would ultimately do more harm for their cause than good.

As he passed through the silver light, he felt the sense of imminent danger finally pass, causing his Ninja form to melt away. He stepped out onto the grass in his usual clothing. But something seemed different: He felt a severe lack of the usual weight. He felt a breeze passing through the fur on his hand, and looked down in shock to see the gauntlet on his right hand was completely absent. Sure, his hoodie sleeve covered most of his arm, but his black and blue colored fingerless glove simple could not hide his long sharp claws... if the fur itself wasn't obvious enough already, one would draw attention to the other. He really was surprised, but knew he was supposed to try and remain emotionless, causing the feeling to vanish altogether. "Well, that's interesting." He stated in his usual simplistic manner as he brought his arm up to his face. He gazed upon it silently, trying to find out exactly what had changed. Had it been his near awakening experience against the screamarch earlier? His thoughts were interrupted as he heard a loud beeping and felt a vibration in his pocket. Taking his now quite visible hand and digging in his pockets, he pulled out a cell phone. Blue, obviously. He flipped through the options to view his most recently received e-mail:

Dear Steel,

It has come to our attention that you are willing to attend our upcoming planning and advisory luncheon that we will be holding at our castle. We would be very excited to have you, and will look forward to having you with us. As of yet, the date and time are not yet set for certain. All we can tell you at this time is that it will be sometime within the next five years. It will most likely fall on the first Monday of an April. More details will follow as soon as we have everything more thoroughly planned out.

Sincerely
Mirror Executive Office
Aurelia
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"That soon?" He thought to himself. He supposed he could probably still make the time; his current short term plans with the other wielders wouldn't likely go on for more than 3 years(In game time). Not wanting to ignore the mystical creature, Steel nodded and gave a quick "Thank you." to the disappearing light behind him. It was then that he took the time to finally notice the beautiful scenery around him. Starry skies, sunset colored clouds below a floating stretch of land, healthy plants; It was very much the sort of place he could see himself building a tower of his own. That, of course, led him to the current topic of discussion amongst the others. If you could really call it a conversation that is: Saying "Master Yen Sid lives here" like five times over with varying attitudes and levels of excitement didn't really seem to classify as such. There was little he could do about that however, as many of his allies began rushing into the tower, leaving him to sit with the others and muse: "Ah yes, the pointy man." He himself decided he would rather hang back and makes sure everyone was able to move forward, helping where necessary. With two having been knocked out and two severely injured, he deemed it the wisest course of action. Speaking of the injured, he wasn't sure how concerned he should be about Beuce. Kel's stab wound would surely be healed by a few simple spells, but a missing arm? That was something quite different. Perhaps Master Yen Sid could fix it, or perhaps he couldn't. Steel knew there was certainly some way to get him fixed up; whether or not they could find it remained to be seen.

Banned... FOR I HAVE RETURNED!!

Steel had greatly enjoyed the whole "Silver Streak" thing; it worked pretty well for him. Further, a nine-person super reaction command was a very dynamic and fitting way to end such a long and pivotal mission. It was then that he saw a large swarm of Behemoths coming for the group. He tilted his head to the side in confusion: surely the mission was over? Shrugging it off, he zoomed over to the group and began analyzing their new opponents. They were all pretty slow, so he didn't worry about taking any damage. He was processing his offensive tactics when he heard a shout: "The mirror ish ready!" Ah, so they were officially making thier tactical retreat after all. He quickly returned to the group. Upon seeing that some of his companions had already entered the portal and that the others were well on their way, he began to take a step through the mirror. He stopped however when he remembered his manners. He stood straight up and folded his hands in front of him before giving a low bow. "Sir Mirror, we thank you for granting us safe passage through the land which is sacred to you. We are in debt to your kind." He stood there for a moment, but after a brief pause added: "...And please e-mail me about the upcoming luncheon."

With that, he merrily skipped through the portal to safety. He considered briefly that he would soon have to discuss things with Ananta and Kross, and that he had no idea what on earth he was going to say to them. He shrugged: he would cross that bridge when he got there. Besides, he could probably hold off the conversation until they left the mirror realm. He was sure they wouldn't want an audience, and as demonstrated by his little "Thank You," the mirror realms were not the most private of places. Steel actually shivered at the thought of all the prying eyes... not that he was much better when it came to spying, but...

Steel didn't wait for Karina to be done with Llama head: He raced in after her wielding Umbrella. True, it was a generally weak keyblade, but he could still do a good amount of damage. While she attacked the horn, he sliced through a few more of the dark weapons that the Kingsmoth had created. As he sliced through a sword that had been giving him a particularly large amount of trouble when he heard the impact of a body with the ground. He turned to see Karina lying on the ground unconscious. He was only slightly surprised, but primarily concerned. Karina was their hardest hitter, and if she was down they could be in trouble. He didn't have a way to heal her either: he had no magic and his last HP related item had been used on Kross. He almost jumped in to save her when the monster attacked, but Stratos managed to cover that.

Looking around him, he saw that everyone was working hard to pull together and defeat this last heartless. Looking up at the towering Giant, he realized it couldn't last much longer. Therefore, he needed to make a lasting dent. Leaving his other keyblade where it was for now, Steel ran forward and did a quick combo on the Kingsmoth with his umbrella before jumping back a good distance. Then, rather than summon Llama head back to his hands, he swung his arm in a wide arc; causing the keyblade to make a similar motion, rushing up to slice the horn before circling back to Steel's waiting palm. He then ran forward again, holding both keyblades in a 4 o'clock position. When he reached the heartless, he swung both keyblades upwards in unison, flying upwards to half the Kingsmoth's height and creating a large gash.

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Note: Much shorter than my usual post, but I was primarily focused on just getting one last hit in, since my next opportunity to post likely won't be till tomorrow night.

Steel sighed as he attempted in vain to block out all of what Ananta was broadcasting. But of course, that was easier said than done, because that would be ignoring her, and that was what she was upset about... even though she had ignored him first... which is what had made him upset... which is what pretty much caused this entire schism. He rolled his eyes as she tried to cut off the monsters head in an attempt to make herself "unforgettable." Because cutting off a monster's head wasn't all a cliche occurrence in the media. He paused for a moment to consider she might not have enough exposure to the media to be aware of that. He just shrugged it off. That wasn't really important right now. What was important was that he could do literally nothing to fix what had occurred, all for the simple reason that she wouldn't listen. When she asked him what was wrong, she had just pounded away on the barrier without bothering to listen to him begin his explanation. She would much rather he push aside such transient things as physical limitations, and do something that involved her, like, congratulate her on a job well done, or scream at her. She would even go so far as to focus on the negative fact that he had been angry, than the positive of that he had been trying to stop being angry.

In short, her loyalty to friendship was diligent to the fault of being selfish. It blinded her to the facts around her and pushed others farther away. In fact, she wanted him to apologize to her and regret things he never would have done had she given him a choice in the matter, it wasn't about how he had felt when he first acted anymore. He was sad for her; she had told him about her problems at home and with her family, and he wished he could do something, but behind every one of his actions she now saw only spite and hatred. So there was absolutely nothing he could do until she took the same initiative to cool off that he had. As the Screamarch had rose up behind him, he managed to push the last of the distracting thoughts out of his head and turned to face the beast. A deep rumble resonated through it as it glared down at him with its large yellow eyes.

In a complete turn of events, Kross came out of nowhere and started bashing on the Screamarch's horn. He might've been upset if Kross wasn't being so supportive and cheerful; his contrasting lack of pointless anger comforted Steel. He was just about to finish the creature off when Ananta rudely pushed him and Kross out of the way... and he had such a fun gag planned too. Now however, the Screamarch was destroyed and Steel had to repress the crushing wieght in his chest that was coming into existence as the light faded. Its opportune moment gone, the light faded back into a gauntlet on his arm. Though he didn't know exactly what had almost occurred, Steel was certain it was going to be important, and now he'd never know. His thoughts were interrupted and he stumbled back a bit as Ananta furiously poked his chest. Having had his life force practically shattered by the angry girl in front of him coupled with the fact that some sort of awakening had just be forcefully repressed through intervention, Steel was pretty dang weak at the moment. Ananta didn't look much better, but she still had plenty enough energy to be angry and accuse him of ignoring her.

He honestly didn't know what to do with her: walking away wouldn't solve anything, but neither would talking. She had after all proven that she was more willing to talk than listen, and he likely wouldn't get more than half a sentence in before she decided his logic was flawed and go on about how stupid he was. He brought his hand up to his face, closing his eyes and slowing his breathing. What could he actually do here? There seemed to be almost nothing. But he had to try. He looked up at the girl in front of him as she summoned a giant pile of food and told him to "tell them how he felt." He rolled his eyes at that. How was it that he could even feel anything right now. His thoughts wandered back to his earlier realization from what felt like was weeks ago, though it had only been less a day or two since they left Beast's Castle.

He shook his head and listed the facts: They were in the middle of a war-like battle, Aura was messing around, his gag had been stopped, his resolve had gotten him nowhere, and the girl in front of him was angry for almost no reason. "If I can't even save one person..." He thought to himself. "...Who can I save?" He scowled and turned away from Ananta. "I was trying to redirect pointless negative thoughts to focus on the goal. I'm sorry I didn't get your permission, and I'm sorry I didn't speak fast enough before you started pounding on my freakin' life force. "I'm sorry you misinterpreted gaps in my speech as selective ignorance, and i'm sorry that i'm not perfect. I told you the conditions to raise the barrier, and you ignored me; so that makes me some kind of idiot?" He shook his head with a sad look. "The fact is that you didn't trust me to do the smallest of things by myself, and that is the entire reason we're even still standing here instead of helping the others already." He began walking towards the somewhat distant fight between the others and a rather large Behemoth. "I'm going to finish this fight, because that's all i've really been trying to do; as originally promised, we will continue this conversation when the world isn't crumbling to pieces around us."

Steel ended the conversation like that: his calm demeanor had never once broken. The fact was, he simply wasn't mad anymore: just frustrated that they were having this argument in the first place. He casually walked up to the "Kingsmoth" with his keyblades gripped tight in his hands. As a dark sword hurtled toward him, and he thought back to the pain he had felt when Ananta had shattered his barrier. In an instant, his Umbrella was piercing the sword through the middle. The Kingsmoth visibly winced at the swords' destruction. Steel smirked. "Put something of yourself in there, did you?" He took the moment to throw both of his keyblades at the monster's horn.

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EXP. (Total): 482
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Bonus note: Steel's keyblades are temporarily up for grabs to anyone who wants to do a combo with him.

Steel winced in pain as Ananta continued to pound at his barrier, holding back a scream as she shattered the thing to pieces. On one hand, it was a good thing he hadn't put to much of himself into, otherwise he'd have just "died" and have been banished from this plane of existence for a few hundred years... on the other hand, if he had put as much of himself into it as he had wanted to, the barrier would have been unbreakable. Had he just been too unfocused when he made it? Or did this realm simply limit his strength too much for the barrier to have done any good? He shook the thoughts from his head; he needed to focus on maintaining the light for now. If he was honest with himself, he didn't know it's exact purpose. He did know that it was important though. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he sensed contentment from Ananta. Of course she was satisfied: screw individuality. Friends were obviously only worth it if you let them rule your every action and are too enamored with the whole concept to trust you enough to do the smallest things by yourself. Seriously, it was a Behemoth for crying out loud; it's not like it's the most intelligent heartless. He shrugged it off; he couldn't let himself be caught "throwing a silent fit" as Kross had labeled his brief upset moment where he decided to try and take on one heartless on his own. How silly of him. How could he be so anti-social, reckless, and stupid.

"Hypocrites." He hissed as he stabbed his keyblade into the Screamarch's neck. You need to live your life by following your heart: except when it asks you to do something alone, cause that's so ridiculous and pointless that you might as well just commit suicide. He turned around and stabbed his other keyblade into the creature's stomach, then dragged it toward the umbrella stuck in its throat. Self worth was meaningless; friends weren't there to help you up when you fell, surely they're there to comprise your very being. He continued his sarcastic mental rant as he continued to slice at the Screamarch as it wailed in agony beneath him.

It was then that he realized he pretty much was whining. But what else could he do? Its not like the others would really listen. So he started by taking a deep breath. Who knows how unstable he was becoming? That could be dangerous, so the first priority was to take his newfound swell of emotions on one at a time. With that out of the way, he continued to slice at the Screamarch as it struggled to recover its footing.

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Steel listened in silence as Ananta began shouting to him from her position. She was wondering why he had made the barrier, what they did wrong, what she could do to help... and he honestly didn't know the answer to most of her questions. Sure; he knew why he threw up the barrier... for the most part. It wasn't really that any of them had done anything particularly wrong to him, he was just... it was hard to work out. The hardest person to know is yourself, after all. He scoffed at the thought: He knew more of what was wrong than he was willing to admit. If nothing else, Ananta was trying to reach out to him and apologize; which was a matter he couldn't simply leave un-addressed. "It wasn't really something that any of you did..." It was what they hadn't done that had hurt him. The pain in that thought hung in silence as he clutched his clawed hand over where his heart should be. She was saying that they were friends; that it was okay to be different and that he didn't have to hide for such reasons. She was right of course; but he wasn't necessarily hiding anything from the others on the basis that he was different. Quite the opposite, actually.

Suddenly the Screamarch reared up, causing Steel to stumble back and nearly fall off. He regained his footing however, and leaped from the creatures back to far above its head. He turned in midair and summoned his keyblades to his hands, pointing them downward as he fell. He plummeted towards the Behemoths' face, stabbing both swords into its eyes. Using the momentum, Steel brought the Screamarch's head down to the ground with him. He then took the split second of momentum that was left to anchor himself to the ground as he flipped it over his head and onto its back. He shied away from its horns and tusk as it struggled, taking a moment to look at what Ananta and Kross were doing.

He deadpanned as Ananta attempted to break the barrier; maybe he shouldn't try to explain anything to them after all. He gaped for a second as the Betoungemeth prepared to attack Ananta, hand raised and voice prepared to shout out in warning. Before he could do anything however, Kross pushed her out of the way. He was hit pretty hard and sent flying across the library. Steel glared at the Betoungemeth. He backflipped into the air and landed on the Screamarch's chest; once again, keyblades pointed downwards. While the Screamarch was taking damage from his keyblades, he pulled out a Hi-potion from his cloak. He then tossed it in Ananta's direction, watching as it passed harmlessly through the barrier. "I promise we'll talk about this all later." He shouted to her. "The barrier will dissipate when I defeat my enemy, or you defeat yours; whichever comes first." He left out that in the latter scenario the light itself would remain: it was there for a reason after all. "For now, get that Hi-Potion to Kross!" He turned back to the Screamarch and grabbed onto his keyblades. He dragged them by the hilt through the creature's chest in an X formation.

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EXP (Post): 28
EXP (Total): 429
42 BP Spent on Screamarch

Side note: My apologies; I wanted to post last night, but our internet decided to be a troll and go kaboom. This morning I had some work I needed to do, and then I had to change what I was going to post because of the newer ones.
And here we are.

I am both overjoyed and... shocked. I always saw FFXV and KHIII as a kind of set, mostly between being advertised alongside eachother, both taking notoriously long to be developed and, the fact that Nomura was working on both (Even saying what didn't make it into KH3 was planned to be added to FFXV). Now that Nomura has left XV, I find myself wondering how that image will hold up. They might not be released as close to each other anymore, heck XV might wind up extremely different in certain aspects. True, it's late in development for XV and they would be a little hard pressed to make any changes that are too extreme, but... well you people know how development can be (probably better than I do actually).

Steel rushed towards his large opponent, determined to get in as many more hits as possible. As he once again found himself slashing at the creatures large horn, he thought to himself about how repetitive a battle with a creature that had only one weak point tended to be without magic. He observed that Ananta and Kross were nearly finished with the First of the other two Behemoths. Running a few calculations in his head brought him to the conclusion that he was little more than half finished with his current target. He cursed his luck under his breath; while it was true he could finish this heartless off relatively fast, if just the two of them fought their opponent at the same pace they could possibly defeat both of the remaining monsters before he could finish this one. He growled at that; if they finished before him, he would have no choice but to let them step in. Then what? Where will his resolve have taken him? "Nowhere!" He shouted bitterly as he charged at the horn once more. At the last second, the Screamarch turned to look towards the commotion outside of the barrier, lowering its head as Steel charged forward, causing him to fly right off the creature and fall to the ground. He flipped in midair and landed facing the Heartless. He glared silently as it started to walk towards the barrier. Steel wondered for a brief moment if the others had only really been considering their numbers when they told him he couldn't fight this Behemoth alone; after all, they had already sliced their way through one in the time it took him to go halfway, so they would have been almost done with the second by now if the three had been working together. Steel's scowl deepened as his mind produced the suggestion that they were only really concerned with the speed at which they could eliminate the monsters.

He shook his head to clear away negative thoughts as he calmly walked towards the Behemoth, which was by now screaming at the barrier in an attempt to break it. At least they hadn't completely destroyed the first of their two targets yet... His thoughts were interrupted by a loud battle cry as Ananta chopped off the Behemoths horn, causing it to disintegrate into black smoke while a large amount of hearts floated away. "Okay then." Steel spat as he picked up his pace. Jumping on to the back of the creature that would dare add insult to injury, he saw Ananta now dealing with... the Betonguemeth. "This is getting ridiculous he whispered as he walked up to the Screamarch's horn, Umbrella ready. He sent a cleaving blow towards the horn, smirking in satisfaction at the roar of pain that emerged at his actions. He mimicked the action with Llama head, he managed to get in a decent spin strike before once again planting both of his keyblades in the Screamarch's head. It seemed to be a rather effective method, but he needed something new... Oh great, now he sounded like Jack...

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Maximum BP Spent on Screamarch

Seeing that the others were still adequately holding their own, Steel turned to the recently fallen Screamarch and started slashing at its horn. He quickly finished his two three-hit combos, leaping backwards for brief intermission in preparation for the next attack. This time however, he performed a paradigm shift and changed his role to ravager. True, he had no magical capabilities in this form. However, he did still have access to certain elemental special attacks. Pulling a small glass trinket from out of his jean pocket, he looked down at the ATB gauge to see that it was halfway charged. He quickly took the object, a large glass die, and crushed it in his palm. A crunching sound was heard as he continued to squeeze the object until it was not much more than dust. He opened his palm to look at the small shining grains that had taken the cubes place. He cast them into the air in front of him. He held out his umbrella and dashed into the glittering dust while it was still airborne. As he ran into the cloud, the tiny pieces of dust magically gathered around him into an orb. A bright light emanated from the glass quite suddenly, causing the surrounding area to glow with the same radiance.

As he reached the horn, Steel pushed outward from inside the cloud, causing the energy to be expelled from around him and creating a small explosion of force. The fact that they were glass shards made the move a bit more damaging. Steel smiled to himself as he jumped backwards and changed back to a commando; he had finally come up with some more unique interpretations of his favorite combat moves. The first of which was, obviously, Barrier Surge. He continued to hack and slash both gracefully and brutally and the target that was the Behemoths' horn. Since his opponent was down however, he cautiously took this time to also observe his comrades progress more thoroughly... while still doing damage of course. Kross and Ananta were making decent progress against their own Behemoth. They were also supporting each other very effectively; Ananta having saved Kross from a particularly nasty fall. That was good, it meant they could manage without a third member... seeing as how Rain was moving even less often than him. He didn't blame her however; people could be really busy. Especially during the beginning of the school year. As long as she didn't have plans to abandon them, he wouldn't make any judgments just yet.

As he performed the last slash to another of his attack combos, the Screamarch suddenly rose from the ground and sent out several bolts of lightning that fell upon him from the sky. While he was mostly paralyzed from the thunderbolts, the Behemoth, having recovered its sight, took the opportunity to send a blast of sound towards him, sending him tumbling halfway across the makeshift arena. He dug his claws into the ground as he pushed himself up. "Dang it!" he hissed in slight fury. Ananta and Kross had heavily damaged their first opponent by now; if he couldn't step it up a bit, than they might defeat both of the other Heartless before he could land the final blow to this one. He picked himself up off of the ground and readied his stance once more. The screamarch was a tough opponent to take on by himself, but he had expected as much when he started this. He could, and would defeat this monstrosity on his own; he just had to. So he charged towards the Screamarch once more.

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Steel pulled his Umbrella and Llama Head from the base of Behemoths horn. Leaping off the Heartless head and onto the ground, he dodged another kick and ran to the side of the barrier. It was there he saw the other Behemoth smash it's head against his rather luminescent wall. He smirked to himself; now he was helping even when he wasn't acting. He turned to see The Behemoth charging towards him, so he resumed his previous plan of running up the wall. While it was a little more difficult without the momentum he had built up, it still wasn't much of a problem. He stepped just above the Behemoths head as it smashed into the wall underneath him. As it skidded back a few yards, he ran just a bit higher before doing a backflip and landing on once again on the Creatures head.

He aimed each slash precisely; covering the horn in a barrage of powerful slices. He leaped from the head once again as it made an attempt the throw him off, this time grabbing for one of the monsters tusks with his keyblade. He kicked forward as he latched on, using to the momentum to circle back towards the Behemoths face. As he came around, he stabbed his right keyblade into the Behemoths' right eye. The monster wailed in hideous agony as streams of darkness rose from the injury, sending out another sound wave that sent Steel flying against the wall. He sunk to the ground in a small heap. He took the moment to consider the situation: Of course the Behemoth would scream like that if he stabbed out its eye. He should have thought his position through a bit more thoroughly before attacking. His keyblades were still near the Behemoth, Umbrella having fallen to the ground, and Llama Head still stuck in the creature's eye. He might have pitied the creature under normal circumstances. But heartless were made of shadows, not flesh and blood; no matter how broken and bruised the heartless was, the person would be untouched upon their return. To that end, he might as well go all out.

He rose from the ground and summoned umbrella to him with a flick of his wrist. Having decided to leave Llama head where it was for now, he slowly started to stalk towards the creature, but only got in two or three steps before the creature roared again. This time, Steel watched as the sound wave hurtled toward him; the visible matter rippling chaotically with harmful message it would send to unprepared ears. For that is what sound, at its basest, was: matter. Like all matter it had physical representation, it was just too small for most people to know how to interact with. He knew how of course. He could see every grain, his mind calculating as an idea was formed. Needing a second sword, but wanting to keep Llama Head where it was, he summoned his rapier: Necrophobus. He then leaped at the soundwave and charged into it head on. As it came near, he sent a slice towards his upper left, interrupting the path of a single speck of sound. Steel increased his speed and became a slicing whirlwind within the collection of matter. Continuously hacking and slashing, he manipulated the sound waves as he saw fit. Cutting some pieces off and moving others, it eventually reached the point that Steel judged it acceptable. He backflipped again and kicked upwards. The sound moved with him, pushing outwards and causing Steel's project, a voice, to echo the word 'Screamarch' throughout the area. Steel had named the Behemoth come up with this name as a cross between the words 'Screaming' and 'Monarch.' Mainly in reference to it's dangerous voice and large size. It might now have been the most creative title, but he didn't mind that too much. Heck, there were flaming Behemoths, Clown Behemoths, and Magician Behemoths. This one was relatively normal compared to all those.

Continuing his dash towards the Screamarch, he leaped forward and stabbed Necrophobus into it's remaining eye, dodging to the side as it unleashed another furious roar. He rolled back into a standing position when he hit the ground and clenched his empty fist, causing Necrophobus to vanish from the existence with a small explosion of black smoke, slightly damaging the Heartless. He summoned Llama head back to his right hand as he finally took a moment to consider his comrades actions. Kross and Ananta both seemed particularly upset that he had locked himself in for a cage match with Screamarch; as was to be expected. He didn't know exactly what they saw in what he had done, but it didn't really matter right now; what's done is done. He started this, so he would see it through to the end. He felt a little bad about it: he had been rather spontaneous about all this and they didn't know what they did wrong at all. Nevertheless, closure between the three if them would have to come later. This was just something he had to do; he had set out to learn from his prior mistakes. If he just up and went back now, nothing would change much.

He brought his attention back to the Screamarch. It was temporarily blinded thanks to him, though the dark energy would likely regenerate the eyes soon enough. In the meantime, it was screeching aimlessly in multiple directions, trying fruitlessly to find Steel. Dodging a sound wave that nearly hit him, Steel ran around to the creatures back, like one does with Behemoth type heartless. When he jumped onto it and the horn was in sight, he threw both keyblades towards it. They span rapidly and cut across the target before returning to his hand. He then ran forward and resorted to stabbing his keyblades in again, only this time, he twisted them as he pushed deeper, creating a gaping wound in the heartless head. He pulled the keyblades back out and once again leaped from the creatures head as it plummeted towards the ground.

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EXP (Post): 30 (MAX)
EXP (Total): 345
42 BP spent on Screamarch