Clashing Blades! Destructive Hearts! [Berneal]

The loud clang as the dull flat end of his blade hit the Katana made the warriors ears ring within his helmet. Caesars ears echoing out the sound for a moment as the blinding light was complimented by sparks shooting from the shear force of blade upon blade. But the words were heard from the demon boys mouth but the golden warrior shot back quickly after blades had meant and momentum was lost. Moving back about the same distance the other fighter did. Giving them a distant safe reaction area of time for each of them. The golden armored warrior swinging his sword down to his side and realigning in a stance that was more like the brute or berserker. 'Lets add a little flare to it......I'd love too.' The warrior laughed with a demonic twinge to his voice as if two voicing were overlapping one another. Or anyone who'd dealt with dark magic or demons would think it was simply a demon under the helmet at this point. Jarvis using Durendals aura briefly as well as his own started to shock around him. Crimson lightning and aqua flash es of energy. Silverish white flashing as well as his dark aura seemed to only inflate as the corrupted filling filled the air. "We're the one that decides!" The warrior said taking a stance of its own more like the barbarian or berserker. The blade held in one hand down at his side. The other arm free as well relaxing while shoulders remained tensed as if ready to swig at full massive might with each swing. A warrior of six foot easy hieght and looking ready to decimate with blows and speed rather then slice away slowly. The might of his first blow a test. 

"How worthy you are...NOW FIGHT US DEMON BOY!" The voices changing but always mixed so Jarvis couldn't be picked out. Instead sounding like a mixture of a demonic child or young youth possible female or male unable to tell truly in a ambiguous tone. The final roar more innocent as a giggle accompanied it. Red eyes glowing behind the helmet as a filling of deep pleasure over took the warrior within and the spirit with corruption feeding his once from inside his very soul. This battle sated him and he'd been so long without a good fight or the touch of a woman now he wold pour it all out here until every fiber was sated for his testing of a old 'friend' and his own pleasure! The warrior seemed ready to bring the fight right back though. Kicking up strong and fast and rushing at Bern from  the front but his movement more of a surprise flying through the air as he'd soar forward and in the last instant attempt to lift and soar over the boy flipping through the air with fancy flight techniques. keeping his helmeted face facing the boys own as he'd flip in the air in full flight aiming to get behind the boy upside down at one point from the kids perspective and would end behind the boy if he was  quick enough. But it was more illusion and Jarvis feeling a bit more ruthless then he normally was knew this boy could survive quite a bit. So he'd kick the test up a notch. 

When the flip began after all you see it would depend on how well the boy would keep his eye on surroundings. Would they stay to the warrior that was about to get behind him? Or to the trap in place. For when Jarvis first began his air flip when he was at first stationed just infront of the red haired warrior in the last moment. A golden circular set of marks formed behind him hidden briefly until he began his flip and spin routine to get behind and distract the boy to get him to follow him with his eyes if possible as to worry of protecting his back. If Bern turned to face the  warrior he may not see it. But if he had quick enough eyes he may have dealt with what was a bout to come before having to turn and face Jarvis... assuming he had the power too. 

For as soon as Jarvis's angling was above Bern mid flip looking down and upside down by the kids point of view and before landing back angled as if on his feet while flying in the air. That midway point would be in that split second of showing the portal. A golden spear forged of concentrated energy would shoot forth from the circular portal of energy. Aiming to force if not jab through the body of the warrior a long slender golden javelin. The force with strong ki as it'd roar straight for the lad. Jarvis curious just how tentative to his surroundings the demon boy had become... Was he still a boy? Or had he been seasoned in blood ever since he Jarvis was killed that day when they tasted their first TRUE battle. 

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-1 Staming / 2/4 Stamina remain. 
Using [OT-1] Royal Spear of the Heavens! 25% charged and fired at Bern, Off 893,754/946,328 Speed] @berneal to either stab towards his chest or back depending his actions.
-Attempting to distract with the flip as well as trying to get behind Berneal to keep his eyes on the golden warrior. 

A loud scoff came from under the helmet the warrior one the other side of the demonic rival. The spear cutting through this ones chest in a savage display a bit of blood parting from wound and lips. Jarvis himself able to catch the scent as soon as it hit the air. His eyes burning red as his senses picked up that scent so easily anymore. When blood was in the air it enraged him, pleasured him, made his blood boil with desire and wants. It took everything within him to resist focusing on more deadly places to strike his challenger. But bit back such wants to keep sure he was only aiming for the areas to weaken and bruise not to injure critically or kill. Even if the pain might feel as such. No this was simply a test and he was pleased so far... Anyone else besides the Overseer himself or the guardian he figured would have been down for the count and in need of aid and mercy from his golden spears. Hell probably just the smack from his sacred blade. Bern was already leaving quite the impression! Which only stirred the darkening spirit within Jarvis even more. An without hs beloved near him to sooth his soul. He could only be ignorant to the growing darkness within his gut, soul, and heart. 

However the boy didn't surrender or show any sign of weakening or surrendering even with the spear hardened of concentrated golden ki stuck within him. Jarvis crouching and roaring straight for him again unwilling to let the challenge die if the boy chose to be cocky. Rather he knew it or not he did face Caesar, Ruler of empires, Killer of gods! He'd finish this test... Thoroughly. He had faith Berneal would understand after he gave him one of the most sacred objects in existence to guard. It was only natural a god killer would wish to test his old friend to make sure he was worthy for such a sacred reward and object of desire. 

"Not a easy task to take such injury and remain on one's feet! Now lets see how you take something a bit deady! When we turn up the heat!" Berneal had proved to the demonic childish tone. Making it hard to tell what even gender he was fighting if not for the manly figure of the armor. The man swung with a massive might to slice at the boys chest but more to try and get the boy to try and pull back. Jarvis had the plan already in his mind as he drew in full heavy breath. Durendals battle tactics moving in sync with Jarvis's though process for the split second battle decisions. His movement as well with some of the barbaric skill of saiyan warriors in their prowess. A combination of a brutal powerful god king as the sword of ancients. He'd try to swing the blade with his left arm if possible aiming to slice at Berneals stomach and abdomen. But he figured it was more then slow enough for such a agile boy to avoid. But as he left hand swung the massive blade he'd use the speed and momentum to arch out and throw his right hand as his body spun in hopes of gripping the spear. If he got a hold of it he'd yank it and the boy back towards him or just hold him in place if he managed to get his hands onto it. Likely hurting worse if he did if the body had been pulled back from avoiding the first blow or even if he'd simply been knocked back if cut at all. But the effect of the combo was as well simply to keep the man away. For the second his arm had swung the blade and his other had attempted to grip the end of the golden spear. He would lean forward like a lion about to roar at its prey to let it know who was the king of the wilds!

Of course what happened next perhaps meant the boy faced more the dragon then noble lion. For through the slits in the golden helm burned fourth a massive fire. Hot and deadly aiming to seer and possibly end this fight here and now. Berneal had shown promise to stop even one attack. But in his rage and corrupted gut prolonging such a fight and seeing someone resist such a move still burned Jarvis's pride even if it was his plan and desire to see great skill. It still burned somewhere when someone resisted or out did him in battle. 

The fire burned for the warrior The flames would burn bright and whatever they hit they would spread on fast. Blinding some people in the past for a time and spreading to make it hard for them to truly react often if it caught fully. He had full expectation Berneal would leave as Caesar burned furiously through his energy as fire poured from the helmet as if a dragon of some kind was under that armor. The gold shining from red hot heat as the helmet barely managed to resist melting. The armor of some demon forging to resist such heat in resistance. The warrior the second the flames would stop would be panting under the helmet shoulders slouching for a moment as he'd burn u p most if not all his remaining power. Needing a moment to rest as holding up his blade even for a brief moment seemed to weigh on him. Strong and fast quick and barbarically precise was the power of Jarvis and Durendal in one. He expected Berneal to fall... Or curious if he'd be surprised. If it ended here he'd be ready to reveal himself rather then end or risk furthering hurting the boy... if he was surprised... Well. It would be unique to see just how many surprises would unfold on such a day as this. After all a reuniting of friends should always be a spectacle to behold after such a colorful past they had in both time together and sweet parting. 

Sweat beat down Jarvis's brow under the stifling helmet. His body feeling exhausted from such exertion... He'd gotten to use to the pathetic rebels. He hardly had to even try to evade them... He'd forgotten what it was like to use such techniques in battle. The thrill of a opponent that needed them to be injured. When hands and steel were not enough and actual tactics needed. He hungered as it occurred. The feeling of power rushing through his veins with adrenaline and rage in a form of pure ecstasy. Drawing in a heavy breath waiting to see the fruits of his labor or the push back if the boy still had might in his bones after dealing with such hell fire. 
[Using [VT-2] [Raging Inferno]: 50% Charge one turn stun if it hits, Off 1,787,507 / 1,892,655 Speed]
-after brief words Jarvis rushes at Berneal again.
-Slashing sword in left hand towards his gut then in continued momentum uses right hand to try and grab spear.
-Fires Raging Inferno from lips at Berneal for the actual damage rather he was in the hold or not.
-3 Stamina 0/4 Stamina Remaining

His blade glided by the edge missing its mark it seemed. Not allowed to taste any blood for the time and unsated itself. But his swinging hand using both speed and the weighted momentum did grab the spear in a strong yank. Blood coughing from the demonic boy. Giving him the opening he needed. He choked back the laugh before it happened. Expecting the fellows sense of humor wouldn't last as long when he tasted searing flames upon body. The scorching pain wasn't one easily forgotten. But Jarvis wouldn't be aiming for anything to deadly or critically wounding. Just enough to complete his test he though was drawing to its final close. 

The boys form however as Jarvis felt his lips parting changed to something far darker and more mutated if not twisted then it originally was. His eyes and marks burning upon his body as a thickness of demonic energy hit the air in thick aura around them. This boy nearly matched the great King Caesar in power. Jarvis almost taken back in the moment but to far in movement to pull back and call off his tactics now. His hand losing grip of the spear but spewing forth the flames anyway. Feeling a strange sensation as that power rain through his senses. Making this test no longer as clean of a ending as it appeared. The glowing blade. 

Its power stabbed forward as the flames launched towards the warrior the entire area around them hitting as a few sparse flames shot out into the air around them dispersing given their hieght and to far from the ground to catch anything ablaze for dying out in a calm amber. The bulk of the fire blaze however was sliced through cleanly as the blades glowing amplified energy seemed to stab cleanly through. Jarvis throwing his energy into his body but to slow and exhausted from his exertion to avoid it. The tip of the blade clanging into the armor as sparks flew briefly as it cut into the chest of the armor and digging bellow the surface briefly A sound of squishy and cutting flesh heard somewhere from within. A gak of pain heard from under the helmet. A taste of blood in Jarvis's mouth as he shot back. A screech of metal as the blade tore free from the armor when he launched his body free. 

The wound and cut through the armor spat out a crimson spurt or two. Staining the gold with a clear crimson that stuck out rather well in color and tone. Most of the time up until now in  Jarvis's array of battle armor and styles. This was more a style of fear when his enemies trained his armor crimson with their own blood. Today it was his own however. Coughing from under the helmet as while the wound was not life threatening it did cut deep within his chest and upon his ribs. He'd need light attention later for it... This demon boys power felt truly twisted and he had no doubts if he ever had them to begin with the demon blood was truly within this boy. Jarvis had spent enough time in Makaii and among his demonic allies to recognize true demon energy precisely and easily by now. 

He hovered their in the sky for a moment the wound burning as he kept floating,. Coughing as he resisted but seemed to float a bit lazier for a moment. Clearly taking a blunt effect from the wound. He wasn't out for the count just yet but clearly in need o fa moment or a breather from a combination of exhaustion and the burning energy upon the wounds opening. That damn glowing blade had either cut deep or burned him with ki as well. What was worse he couldn't see the wound given the blade had carved under his armor from the piercing blow. 

He held tightly to his sword and stood there panting but clearly pained if not held back. He needed a few moments but the sound of his breathing leveling made it sound like he may not be held back for long as he stared down Berneal behind that golden helmet the glowing of crimson eyes visible behind the helmet almost bright enough to match Berneals own twisted demonic eyes. "Have you forgotten so easily? An here we thought it'd have been clear to one who has made such statements so high in proclamation before and with such audacious behavior behind them! If you are only able to see with the eyes of hte blind and hear with deaf ears how does this fall to being our fault? If you wish to know who stands before you!" Giggling as Jarvis and Durendal spoke as one Jarvis in control over the body however. Durendal given the fusion of souls however or housing of one in another for the moment rather. Loaning his voice to Jarvis when his lips parted. The childish giggling echoing out for a moment. "Then see if you can part helment from head! Show you are even worthy of seeing what we are! Who we are! Or shall you disappoint and only stop and nicking my armor alone and leaving only a mild flesh wound?" It was probably wise to end the fight here... But Jarvis was gonna push a bit more. Resisting from letting this get to far but his desires wouldn't allow him to stop just yet. A little more excitement before the fun would end. was to come. Jarvis holding his blade up within those golden hands as blood lightly dripped from the hole in the armors chest plate. His helmet as well speckled at the grates of the face plate. He'd coughed up a little blood in the past few moments while trying to keep the boy talking long enough to catch his breath he hoped. An for the burning effect of the wound to run its course. 

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Was hit for 653,137 PL Damage, Wounding Jarvis's ribs and chest under his armor.
Was Stunned for this turn so no techs used-
Regained 1 Stamina 1/4 Stamina remain

His energy was lacking as he was still tired if not exhausted as Berneal came forward. His blade ready but preparing to block or hold of a blow not expecting the boys hands and fingers alone to swipe forward and go directly for the helmet. It was foolish but effective. Risky but it didn't come expected as Jarvis went to block feeling the helmet ding into his head lightly as it flew upward and off his head. Flying off a bit before tumbling towards the ground far bellow the warriors high upon in the sky. 

The eyes glowing red through the grate of the helmet face but the second it flew from his head and shoulders and the metal glided off it seemed his eyes instantly were back to normal. Never once gleaming red for Berneal to see from the hues themselves. Durendal retreating to back the Jarvis's mind for influence now releasing his hold on the Caesars voice. His features, body language, forms of speech patterns all returning to their native and natural nature. The whole sensation taking a moment to register. Jarvis reeling back trying to glide and levitate backwards feeling the heavy metal gauntlet collide with his cheek. Like scratches digging into his cheek. Mild wounds that would heal quickly but still burned with a light pain. "Damn! I left myself to open..." Too slow from over exerting himself to keep the match going for longer. Berneal with the upper hand and winning the reward of identifying him far earlier then Jarvis initially intended. 

Jarvis kept his guard up his mind pulling him in two direction. One trying to tell him to attack in the opening while the boy roared out and proclaimed his emotional rant. The shock of who he saw and some pent up emotions from the whole ordeal seemingly spilling out in a sudden rush at the realization. The other side more calm and well maintained winning thankfully that had him listening. While with a stern face he still kept focused and held ground rather then pushing for a advancement. The words ringing through a bit some of them pained others of them irritating. His corruptive desires struggling with the more reasonable Jarvis and his original thought process tainted with such corruptible energy and blood. 

But at the end of it was more surprised then anything resist the urge to strike when the boy came at him again. Only a split second realization allowing him to realize it wasn't an attack Berneal intended. The realization the fight was over coming into plain realization. His body lurching back briefly as Jarvis took a few moments... But he hugged him back even if  he was thrown back several feet in the embrace. He'd smile though briefly when they were locked together in embrace. The boy was very emotional like many demons. Jarvis's heart twisted with a pleasing calming sensation as his anger melted away. Feeling happy to hold his friend close once more. But also pleased to see the boy gave in so easily to his emotions. Perhaps all was not lost for Berneal... Jarvis wanted one thing from earth. Something he learned of that was not legend just like the after life. But real as real as anything else you could literally hold these legends in your hand. Berneal had one of them and would be adding him already in this journey. Besides Atsuko's power and coming under disguise of dealing with Lanza earth had so little value it almost seemed chaotic to make alliance with it. He had to be thankful those here still remembered him enough for the idea to not have raised more suspicion then it already had perhaps. 

"I had to test you... Good to be back..." He smirked at the comment of kissing but did't release Bern but kept him close for a moment longer his own grasp just as powerful if not for being lightly tired from the battle. Releasing him a moment after though. "A kiss? Perhaps not... But you always do have a way of falling over yourself for me! See my face for a moment and you can't resist cutting into it then throwing yourself at it? Admit it... you'd like to know what is to taste my kisses... Don't deny you liked the androids kiss." Slashing his blade forward once Berneal was clear and then quickly sheathing it. The spear in its existence dissipated with a snap of his fingers as well. A cocky grin for the display as well. Licking his lips and chuckling towards the boy. That sly warm look in his eye as if he had all the answers or some trick up his sleeve. Like he knew something you didnt. It was nice to be among the boy again in company. It was nice... But he wouldn't lost focus. "I have to check with the power of this planet... The woman Atsuko... I'll be checking in with the Guardian shortly to announce my presence friend. I just had to meet you first... To make sure no one is onto your mission! Your friends... They would never trust me with such power... Especially not with what all I've earned in my time away since I tore free from the afterlife..." A burning in his belly recalling his escape. Resisting the urge to grow in his hatred of the Oni's that tried to drag him back when he tore from the heavens. "I've come to pick up the search myself and to know of your progress? Maraca and Maya are keeping a lookout for information now. The job is mine to take now not there's... I'll be moving under the disguise of dealing with some group known as Lanza... I know they are on earth but nothing more about them. While we search for the orbs I will inform Kami that is my reasoning for being here to distract from my true goals. True... mostly. They attacked one of my people while upon a important  mission. They need to answer for it since I can't afford my empire looking weak. Then I need the dragon balls to ensure the core of my empire is held together. A great many people rely on me and my queen Berneal... I'd have come back sooner but..." Going silent for a moment and sighing looking away off into the distance. Part of it for show part of it Jarvis's actual worries. The weight of this coming moment plagued him far before his scheming began. "These people never trusted me... and you know it! AS well as I had people relying on me once I destroyed Athren upon the field of battle. A great many rely on me now countless people and the system under my control. I would have come myself but I was uncertain if I was wanted her or not. My alliance... It was to keep you safe as well. People will think twice before attacking this planet while we hold force together." Opening his arms in a smirk. As if desiring a more calm hug of friends or knights. One more embrace a bit more calm then the other. "I guess i chose well. MY friend still remains here for me just as kind as he was when I perished! Loyal to my mission? Loyal to the task I asked of him?" Trying to ensure Atsuko knew nothing. At least not yet. An desiring one more hug. Some part of him missing the boy some part of him wanting to confirm his greed would be sated. Glade to see the red again. Perhaps upon another time,... But wondering on a lost past would do no one any good. "Maybe when this is all said and done... You can come meet my new allies. But we'll talk of the future once we actually get closer to it yes?" .... "An you'll join me fully... soon enough." His thoughts his own locked inside his head. He'd find a way... Berneal would be the one he'd salvage from Earths warriors as a comrade. But if he was lucky he could perhaps also keep his alliance. Only time would tell how this would all unfold and who would remain ally or turn enemy in coming days. 

"Now embrace my like a brother! My beloved red! And then tell me all of the new people who visit the lookout and warriors of new! Personally from your lips of these... 'knights'. So when I go to meet  your.... special friend. I am prepared for all who might meet me at the lookout."
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2/4 Stamina

Jarvis just chuckled embarrassed and nervously about the spear comment. He couldn't exactly explain his strange desires. His burning emotions that took control of him often of late. He still had to get a strong handle on this power that had been gnawing away at him of late. Most of the time he didn't even realize it was occurring. An when he did... it felt to good to try and deny such sensation. He rolled his eyes a bit though at the long talk over the simple matter of kissing. 

Berneal was a fine warrior and his demonic battle skill gave a joy to Jarvis he hadn't had in a long time. He loved their battle and in truth part of him was saddened it had ended so quickly only just as blood first started to spill from each of them. Part of him... pleasured from that coppery scent of blood in the air. "You are so advanced in some way... and still a boy in others my friend. Are you still chasing that guardian of yours? You could probably find someone a little better if you set your mind to task. Something tells me you'd have a better chance of flooding the deserts then getting that one to make similar gesture." Speaking jokingly yet crudely of the acts he was sure Berneal had likely imagined a time or two. But these two when he thought of them... likely hadn't gone through with it yet. He found their youth in such matters and cute natures... comical. Such cute ill experienced little beings it chortled a chuckle from the blue haired king. 

Jarvis clicked his tongue making a warm expression hovering over to the boy. Placing a hand on his shoulder when he explained his troubled spirit. The feeling of betrayal or worried he'd upset his comrades and friends. The friends Jarvis himself cared for little... Or at least the corruption convinced him so this was how he felt. "You worry too much! Its just as I've told you though... they see with their eyes to much and not with their hearts... If they were open to who people like I really are we would not need such secrecy Berneal! But this is just the harsh reality of life and the way earth is controlled by its defending powers. Give it time... All will be worth it in the end." Jarvis smiling and inwardly laughing to himself. All would be well... for him. An if they turned on Berneal Jarvis would be there... with open arms ready to great his scorned friend. There was potential in the boy yet. Strong and well minded on his decisions. A power of great energy and demonic rage as well at his whim whenever he pleased. It was just his comrades that had him so far from Jarvis truly being able to give him full trust. But he still had hope... hope that one day this boy would be fully on the proper side of loyalties. The strings of fate Jarvis already trying to twist and tangle to lead him to siding with his friend and comrade that now stood before him again. Not even death or empire borders keeping them apart. 

He'd reach into his armor and produce in his armored golden hand from under his chest plate a secondary radar. No marks on it to hint it was of cerulean make. "I brought this one for you... I'll bet taking Maraca's later. An continuing my search with that one. Take it... The faster we move the better my friend." Giving it to him in a changing of hands. Allowing the boy to take a clearly very important piece of machinery. Jarvis not caring of the cost to make it... Just what it would produce in giving to Berneal as more of a investment then a gift depending on how you looked at it. He didn't seem to think long on the fact others mourned him. Perhaps if he was still pure of mind and body at least as much as he was before this taint was put in his body. He may have been moved by it. But now he only had his desires pushing him further and stronger with each day. Nakiya herself probably not even anticipating Jarvis's greedy nature to take so demanding when infused with the taint of the demonic water. 

He'd embrace his friend warmly smiling kindly and warmly all through and even as they parted. He rubbed his chin considering it all after they parted realizing he needed to move quickly. "I've already been present on this planet too long without making my presence known to the Guardian. An you know now why I must find this Lanza... Tell me. Where is this dome base? I'll Atsuko of this but I'd like to know.... friend. After all I can always trust you after all. My dearest friend from this blue gem of a planet!~" Smiling warmly as he asked on the location knowing or making it implied he was going to be shortly going back to the lookout to make his presence more formally known even though he'd guessed by now Atsuko had sensed him. But he'd cover his bases by asking Berneal as well the exact location of this dome. Sharing some warm words before he'd finally be heading to the lookout himself. 
-Ending post, Power level please-