[MOVED THREAD]
<font color=red>The sky was painted with the warm colors of red, yellow, and orange as the sun was setting, and a few small clouds hovered over the earth.
A slight breeze kicked up on the outskirts of the Light Mage Village, causing a few loose leaves to rustle up and swirl about in the air.
Then a heavy bootfall crunched down on the mass of leaves, followed by another and another...
Nazune was stepping at a steady pace towards an old, abandoned, and ruined courthouse on the far outskirts of the Village. She held a steadfast straight and grim face and grasped her bladed staff tightly in her hand, as a warrior prepared for war would his sword's hilt.
She finally reached the stone steps leading down into the depression that was once the floor of the destroyed building. Inside, waiting for her amongst the decimated and crumbling walls that no longer held a roof, was the Archangel Elial.
--Nazune had long, blood-red hair that ran down to her tailbone, and her eyes were hidden behind a blindfold. All of her attire was black and included boots, leather gloves, pants with three belts on each thigh and shin area, chestwraps, and a longcoat.--
--Elial was tall with a strong build, having silvery hair that was pulled back into a ponytail and shiny, platinum-hued eyes. He was no longer clad in his battle armor, but instead in a gold colored long-sleeved shirt, silver-colored pants, and polished black shoes.--
Elial the Splendor smiled the victor's smirk. "Nazune, you have come."
She stopped, the distance of the old courtroom floor still separating them. "Vengeance has come, Elial."
He closed his eyes and lowered his head, retaining his smirk however. After a second, he extended his arms out to his sides and inclined his head up high, looking at Nazune disparagingly. "Do you still believe that what you are doing has any justification at all? Are you still unable to accept the consequences of your own actions?"
Nazune hefted her double cresecent-bladed staff up and planted one end of it forcibly into the stone floor, causing the entire foundation of the building to rumble conspicuously. "Your own tongue bleeds from the words you speak." She pointed at the Archangel with her free hand and recited with conviction, "It is you who is at fault. You have passed false judgments, and condemned an innocent soul more than once. On this day, I will bring you to Vengeance.
"While I Breathe, you are Suffocating: You lack the soul that makes you true.
"While I Move, you are Restrained: You are bound behind bars of false righteousness.
"While I See, you are Blind: You cannot even see your own actions destroying you and others.
"And while I Fly, you will Fall: This day, I will see to it."
Elial's smirk slowly dropped from his face and he lowered his arms. He spun his sword of light around in his hand once and pointed it back at Nazune.
<font color=gray>I will save you as I have saved the man Bishop Keller, Nazune. That I promise you.</font>
"I will save you as I have saved the man Bishop Keller, Nazune. That I promise you," said Elial.
Nazune's face degenerated into a battle-ready scowl of contempt and growing rage. She yanked her bladed staff from the stone and whirled it around to the offensive ready.
<font color=gray>Your twisted vision of righteousness ends on my blade, Elial the Splendor.</font>
"Your twisted vision of righteousness ends on my blade, Elial the Splendor," challenged Nazune dangerously.
The Archangel raised both of his arms into the air as his sixteen large, ethereal, ghostly wings sprouted from his back. "Then come!" he challenged back to her. "Let the great storm commence!!"
Elial bent over and crouched down for a second, then gave all his incorporeal wings an almighty thrust. The Archangel was launched high up into the sky at a breakneck speed, with all the unbridled power of a hurricane-like updraft causing a mass of debris to rocket upwards as well.
As the debris fell back to the earth and the broken sound barrier came back into balance, Nazune slowly lifted her head up to see her adversary as a tiny dot extremely high in the sky.
"You cannot escape me. I'm coming..." she said softly.
!!!!
Black, feathered wings burst out violently from Nazune's back, causing her to stumble forward some. After regaining her balance, she looked back up to the sky. Like Elial, she gave her own wings one forceful flap and soared upwards like a lightning bolt, the updraft wind nearly tearing the old building apart and almost uprooting plenty of nearby trees.
The great storm had come. </font>
