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"Underneath the mask......"

Male Female Both

It wasn't long before Kiyuki's opponent would be thrust into the arena. A materializing body, forming a grotesque picture seeming curled into a ball. As it fully came into being its began to uncurl, its legs touching the ground first, long legs of covered in a shadowy cloth that appeared like loose flesh. The upper half of the creature uncurled as well, its six arms spreading out to the side, one of them bearing a red blade of horrific design. It revealed its head, or an excuse for one, a collection of masks surrounding a black mass. They were dead things and yet lifelike at the same time. It was an ugly thing in truth.

It was silent, but one of the masks seemed faced towards Kiyuki and so that would be considered its "Main" face though none of them truly belong to it. It leaned a bit "So...you are to be my opponent." it spoke in its strange voice, the mixture of men and women all speaking in perfect unison. It tilted its mass to the side "I do hope we will have a good match." it, sounding friendly enough. It was ready to begin this thing, but it would not make the first move, had no interest in doing so. It stood there, like a hideous statue, nothing about it moving any further. A thing of conventional nightmares.

The thing noted his opponents face. It was interesting to say the least. A pretty face for a male entity. Its interest was piqued, and should it win this match, it would take this being face probably and use it to help build the perfect face. Yes, this being face would be a good point to start, now if only it could take its soul...but the immortality of monsters prevented it from doing so. Over the many places and worlds it had been, it did encounter creatures who did not die, and some who did. Lose here did not, but it could take its face.

...lies the real you."

Arena // Kiyuki // His weapon, His gems

"Underneath the mask......"

Male Female Both

The creature said not a word, did not make a movement until the boy tossed the paper. The creatures blade began to shift, become bendy and more like liquid but still looked very sharp. It raised the first of six arms and swung the lade of the whip like weapon cutting through the paper. Holiness was not a problem, but Musarra still did not like any sort of holy thing. As the shreds of the paper floated away the being stared, a crack appearing in its center mask as it opened, like a mouth. A deep roar came from the mask as a stream of flame came streaming from its mouth.
A dragon's flame, brutally hot flame. It needed to test this beings movement and running from a flame was a good way to do so as standing against the flames of a dragon was a dangerous prospect, no matter the being. Musarra knew battle, and it knew to lightly test the waters first, before the true battle began.

...lies the real you."

Arena // Kiyuki // His weapon, His gems

"Underneath the mask......"

Male Female Both

It seems this being used magic of some sort. It understood it would need to watch out for that, but of course this was a battle, there could always be more. The ice columns would be easily melted by the flames of the dragon. This being then proceeded to change itself, much like how Musarra did only it was a much simpler transformation. How this things soul would have been worthwhile. It was a shame this being was probably immortal. Though the mask was grotesque in appearance, not worth anything. It wanted the face underneath.

Walking forward the large being took large strikes, but it was slow movement however, and no noise was made. It was a silent entity, whose mere appearance was what people thought of when they heard the word "nightmare" a thing of darkest beauty, the deepest darkest type of beauty, the basic form of the nightmare. A monster, and not only did it bear the appearance of a monster, it moved like one. It spoke "I am no work of art. I am the death of art. You cannot cleanse what it made of taint, there is no cleansing that which has the venture nature of the profane." the voice male, impossibly deep, highly apposing. It's weapon began to shift again becoming a scythe "I mean you no ill being of life. I merely need something from you if I am to perfect true art."

It went silent again and swung its scythe, but the swing was fast as opposed to its music. It had some distance, but the scythe was long enough to reach the man in the mask, but unlike its steps the swing was quick, easy. It aimed to kill, and it wasn't being gentle. It knew what it wanted, and it would take it from Kiyuki unless Kiyuki killed it first.

...lies the real you."

Arena // Kiyuki // His weapon, His gems

"Underneath the mask......"

Male Female Both

Musarra figured he'd have to wary of the swordsman and his blade, There was little chance it was not enchanted, and enchanted weapons of any kind were effective to dealing with its people. As the man swung towards it, the large being leaned back, its boneless self having no need to become accustomed to pressure. The blade missed the mask by that much. It moved itself upright again, the weapon contorting into a hammer as the being twisted its upper body around, not having to move, the hammer sweeping as it aimed to slam the masked figure. It was preparing another gem however as the dragon gem had to recharge [1 more post] before it could be used again.

It needed to watch for ice magic as well, as Musarra was incapable of dealing with the cold like that both in part to the dragon gem, and its inability to adapt to it well without the dragon gem. Kiyuki was fast, and that would be an issue unless Musarra used its mask, but that limited its gems, but if it came down to it....it would not hesitate.

...lies the real you."

Arena // Kiyuki // His weapon, His gems

"Underneath the mask......"

Male Female Both

Musarra was not fast enough to avoid the lightning, it shook it, but it let out no howls of pain. It had faced harsher horror than simple shock, but it was enough for the ice shard to hit on of its many arms and freeze it. The creature took its own hammer and smashed its arm into pieces leaving it with only five. To go to such length to prevent loss....it was not going down so easily. Musarra was away of this boy's icy abilities and so understood it needed to exercise extra caution. It would not lose to a purifier, it wanted this beings face, and it would take it. But it knew if it was not careful, its if heart was struck, if it was frozen over and broken then it would be dead.

The boy was rushing at him now, but it was not one for allowing such things to happen. The mouth on the mask opened again and its sprayed its flame, the intense wall of fire blocking the boys path from the grotesque monster. Dragon flame was too hot for people to simply cross. It backed away, needing some distance. It needed to surprise the boy, and soon it focused on the angel's gem and a bright light began to fill the arena. It was made to blind the opponent before Musarra teleported behind them. If it blinded Kiyuki, then Musarra would use the demon orb to teleport behind him and strike down with a spear, aiming to pierce Kiyuki's side

...lies the real you."

Arena // Kiyuki // His weapon, His gems

Dragon Gem [3 Post cooldown] Angel gem [2 post cooldown] Demon gem [5 post cooldown]

"Underneath the mask......"

Male Female Both

Musarra did not of course celebrate the strike as many may have done. It was eerily silent as the being sent another lip of paper at it, pushing away. Musarra morphed the blade back to its original shape, cutting the paper in half before it impacted anything. It watched the thing, a new being within the aren't that seemed to frown. Its face was unappealing. No words still, and now the thing rushed at it with far more speed than expect, swinging a mace. Musarra barley caught it with its blade and stumbled backwards. It countered wht swings it could, but the assault came too much.
The amorphous mass that sat on its neck began to swallow the masks inside itself, before a new one took center. Musarra pushed backwards, avoiding another swipe of the mace, but instead of attacking again a ball of light enveloped itself around Musarra. It was only a few seconds before the light began to shrink and soon it exploded. Out of it came a beautiful pair of pure white wings, and the once horrific being had changed, it had become more female in appearance.

It's weapon changed as well to become a fairly horrific looking Scythe that looked as though it would tear through anything it hit. Musarra had taken one of the form of an angel it once encountered, a beautiful but sadistic thing different from its kind. She put up a noble fight, but in the end her face, her being belonged to a collector, a being to hunted down perfection. It was forever apart of it now, but what might this new form do in battle?

The next attack of the shikigami was easily avoided. Musarra was no longer slow, but it no longer wished to waste time. It took to the skies in a quick zoom and made its way right for Kiyuki, sliding its hands down the rope of the scythe it swung it wide, aiming to catch Kiyuki. If it did, the scythe would drag Kiyuki with the angel as it flew past and around the arena. Musarra was no longer playing around. I needed to kill Kiyuki...and fast.

...lies the real you."

Arena // Kiyuki // Its weapon, Its gems

Dragon Gem [2 Post cooldown] Angel gem [1 post cooldown] Demon gem [4 post cooldown]

"Underneath the mask......"

Male Female Both

Musarra had little trouble dodging the papers now, as its flying speed was fairly fast. The thing jumped up to ambush it, but all the angel needed to do was dodge to the right, allowing the boys own spells to hit its own comrades. Ookami was of very little consequence to it, more of a waste of its time. It flew towards Kiyuki stilled dragging its scythe long the ground before it hoisted it up, flowing a little higher as it spun it above its head before swinging the scythe at Kiyuki, extending its along the ground without touching. It was aiming at his neck, moving with such speed that if it hit it would drag the boy from the ground and into the air, nearly without enough force to rip his head off though of course that would not serve Musarra's purpose.
If that worked, it prepared to shift the blade back. It wanted to end this now, it was growing bored of the spells.

...lies the real you."

Arena // Kiyuki // Its weapon, Its gems

Dragon Gem [1 Post cooldown] Demon gem [3 post cooldown]