The Bloodletting

[Angel]

*Angel sighs, slightly dissappointed in the weakness of their opponent.*

you should really clean his flith of your blade, it stinks.

*she relaxes her fighting pose and watches the white smoke whirling slowly in the orb.*

this does not rest well with me, Old Man, i will not stand against you but..

[Embri]

Embri shook her head, divided.

This is wrong!
It's against the Balance! The old part of her mind rallied.

The Balance?
What balance... there is no more Balance.
You are Guardian no longer; this is not your fight. A darker, more pessimistic part countered.

I cannot do nothing! ~ Stand against them, and you will be alone...
He is hurting... ~ He is dying. Can you save them all?
No one deserves such an end... ~ What does it matter? You don't know him. You owe him nothing.

Sorrowfully, Embri walked over to the dying man, her hooves dripping from the spreading pool of dark red blood on the stone floor. Bending down her head, Embri rested her horn against the human's side, glaring at Seph with a swirling amber eye.

I cannot save him, but I can ease his journey... ~ A worthless choice; your action is pointless...

Time seemed to slow, each heartbeat drawing out over many moments. Embri reached - down and out, pulling a fine net of power around the old man. ~I am sorry... I can't do anything else... be free.~ Embri stood quietly until she felt the man's mind go quiet and dark.

[Sephirothsicase]

*He looked towards Embri with an icy glance, his eyes seemed to glaze over red slightly*

Weakling...

*He shoved past them both, holding the orb in one hand, he walked up the long stairs, not caring if they followed or not.*