"What happenned?!"

After seeing that she changed into some sort of cat creature Halcon crosses his fingers and motions them in the sign of protection. He rests his hand on the table and continues to stare, hoping that she will become concious again.

"What the hell just happened?"

He runs over to Asaki, with Kalana moving quickly behind him. cLuTcHFieND loos at Asaki for a second, then stares at Soul, a worried expression on his face.

"Soul, do you know anything about this?"

Strange. I know that there's two of him, Jihon and Thisas, but now I sense THREE of them!

Kalana walks over to Thisahon and sits down next to him.

"Thisahon? What's wrong? I sense another person in there with the two of you. Are you okay?"

Soul Reaver, as he walks into the City Hall, at first ignores the many hands that touch his cape and armour... until a small child reaches towards his sword.

The boy's hand freezes just before it touches the sword, his smiling face turning to one of fear as he hears a strange hiss of indrawn breath, apparently from the blade itself. He feels a horrible heat emenating from the blade, a heat that chills his very blood. Soul Reaver turns around to face the boy, his eyes briefly flashing red. He whispers to him.

"Do not touch that blade, child. Its edge is meant for your foes, not for you."

He then leaves the wide eyed boy, and the crowds, behind.

Inside, Soul Reaver listens carefully to Clutchfiend's explanation of the situation.

"I belive Halcon's plan is a good one."

He momentarily looks down to the ground beside him.

"Halcon's... servant should be able to infiltrate the base quite easily. However, I somewhat doubt we will be able to bypass the guards at the door very easily, and I do not think you can spare the men to create a large diversion - protecting the civilians here should be their first priority.

We should attack at night, and I can provide additional cover using a Dark Mist spell. Our foes will not know how few we are, and will not know where to strike. We should be able to stick together easily, but the opposing forces will be scattered and disorganized - only my allies will be able to penetrate the spell's darkness. We should be able to slip in facing little resistance, and assassinate the Chaos Lords while most of their forces grope around blindly in the darkness outside the temple. What say you to-"

Soul Reaver leaps from his chair as Asaki collapses to the ground. When her transformation takes place, he stares wide-eyed, then rushes over to her. He holds her up, while one of her clawed hands digs into his arm through the pain of the transformation. Soul Reaver does not seem to notice the blood running from the wound.

Soul Reaver looks up at Clutchfiend when he is asked his question.

"Yes, I know about this. Asaki seems to have the... ability to transform into a powerful feline warrior called Senshi Uchu - she assumed this form the first time we met. However, I do not know how well she is in control of this form. I suppose we shall soon know."

"Stand back, everyone! Give her some room!"

cLuTcHFieND backs up, looking warily towards Asaki.

"Soul, just in case she can't control this transformation........just how strong is she now?"

“Sabre Soldier has…used my mind to relay an important message,” she takes a breath, pushing her temper back. “He believes there to be roughly 1130 Chaos troops, 35 in heavy armor, and about 100 miscellaneous troops…unfortunately I have no idea how he has come up with these figures. Hopefully he has not given away our presence and threatened any plans we may make to…”

Halcon speaking to her cuts her words short. She gives a glare to Halcon’s impertinent comment and gives him a slap, standing up and moving back from the table.

“Men,” she mutters furiously and leans up against one of the walls.

She turns her attention to the discussion of what would be the best plan until she sees the bright light emitting from Asaki’s body. A worried look crosses her face and she moves over to the group already huddling about the young woman, a hand shielding her eyes as the glow fades.

“Gods, what happened to her?” she whispers as the others ask similar questions.

When Soul answers, her eyes widen slightly. She moves back a few steps with Clutchfiend, her eyes on Asaki.

What is her problem? she whispers to him across the empty seat between them, keeping her eyes on the temperamental woman.

The young woman sighs and goes back to listening to what is being said. She smiles as Thisahon suddenly includes her name in the plan.

I’ll do it! It wouldn’t take me long to… she stops and gives a concerned look to Thisahon, which quickly turns into a concerned look for Asaki.

She chews at her lower lip and stays seated, dark blue eyes wide.

"Hey Asaki. I see your having trouble reverting back. I had trouble to. What you do is just concentrate on what you looked like before, then just will the rest of your transformation. It works."

He gives Asaki a thumbs up.

Asaki... be careful. This is what I was talking about. It is Chaos magic. It is, by nature, unpredictable, and shaping it is like trying to carry fine sand between your fingers... some of it seeps through, and it touches your spirit. What you have to remember, Asaki, is that your soul is your own. While you use Chaos magic, pay attention to your own soul. You must focus... control... concentrate. Without that, Chaos may meld your body and soul in it's own image, rather than the other way around.

Soul Reaver then turns back to the other warriors, his eyes lingering especially on Thisahon.

"I believe you've had a conversation with an unwelcome visitor, Thisahon. Let us hope that he cannot learn our plans from you, or we will have problems.

We must finalise our plans now. I belive we are all in agreement that Halcon can send his servant into the Temple. If he can somehow transport Ella as well to help disable the field around it, then that would be a boon. However, I must insist that the enemy is still vastly superior in numbers, and that an all out assault, even with your Triton, Thisahon, is ill-advised.

My suggestion stands. We attack under the cover of the night and a concealing Dark Mist spell, and assassinate the Chaos Lords before they have a chance to escape. There is no reason why you should not use your Triton, Thisahon, provided that you do not give away our position though its use. Try to save the heavy artillery until we have found the Chaos Lords.

What say you all to this?"

--To fight is to live... and my battle is eternal--

Dragon:Dammit Fei, look what you've done already. What's wrong with you, you sick frickin' wierdo? Geez, and I thought that I was violently evil.

Fei: Shut up. You're just jealous that you can't get into the action. *mindspeaks to Tamrissa* Don't think for a minute that I would turn against you. I would never. I'll be back in a few.

*Sabre Soldier picks up his overcoat and disappears into an alley, as the sirens come to a stop in the road.*

“I personally don’t like the idea of the girl going in alone or even going in at all,” she says carefully, keeping hold of her anger. “I have not seen any proof that she can handle such a mission.”

She looks at Ella with disapproval and continues.

“The rest sounds as good of a plan as we have. A full force attack against such opponents would only leave us hurting. We must find the key elements, the Chaos Lords, and destroy them and, if we charge in, there is a chance that we will miss some of those elements.”

Her eyes move to Halcon.

“I can keep the earth at bay when it is time to send in your servant. I will not be able to protect it from detection by their gadgets and whatnot, but I can conceal its passage from the senses. They will not be able to feel it moving beneath the ground. If they are not expecting it, then that should be enough.”

She looks back at the others.

“After that, my vote goes for the Dark Mist spell and the attack by night. Eliminate the Chaos Lords and then worry about what comes next.”

How will you know whether I’m able unless you allow me to try!? she stares at Tamrissa. I can do it, I swear to you!

She watches the other woman steadily, almost like she is trying to prove herself through that unwavering gaze. When Tamrissa doesn’t let up, she turns her eyes around the room at the other warriors.

You said yourself that it would be a boon, she stops on Soul Reaver. There is a better chance of us getting rid of the field if I go in.

"Tamrissa, I think you should give Ella a chance. Of all of us here, she is the most suited for disabling such a mechanical device, and, with all due respect, is the least needed in the middle of the battlefield. How shall we ever know if she is trustworthy if we do not entrust something to her? It is, after all, our actions that define our worth. Let her find her own worth, Tamrissa."

Soul Reaver turns to Halcon.

"Halcon... can your servant even take Ella with him?"

And then, Halcon hears a telepathic message. Soul Reaver ensures that Tamrissa can hear it too, in the hope it will help to calm her temper.

And more importantly, can your servant keep a close eye on her? We do not YET know how much we can trust her. If she should need help, can your servant protect her... and should she betray us, can he stop her? Think of that before you answer my spoken question...

--To fight is to live... and my battle is eternal--

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