Ciera
Member
Shing! Ash smiled and glanced up, her completely golden eyes shining in the night. She gripped her long trusty spear and walked over to the edge of the cliff, her long feather, black, cloak shuffling behind her. She brushed her fingers down the long handle, feeling the twisting wreath design curling around the weapon. She spotted a hulking white figure shuffling down on the ground and the single tip of her spear slowly started to morph into three long, sharp scythe tips. The demon flicked her purple and blue slitted tongue in and out like a snake and jumped down the cliff, landing on both feet, the armor on her shoulders/cloak making no sound. She pulled the black feathered hood over her head and ran forward with lightning quick speed. She gritted her teeth and let out a cry of rage as she slammed the flat end of her weapon into the ground and front flipped high in the air. She thrust her spear down into the angels back as she landed. The angel let out a deafening cry of pain and shuddered. He grabbed the golden spear and pulled it out of his back and then tossed it across the area. She jumped into the air and grabbed the morphing spear, flipping backwards. She landed on her feet, slamming the blade into the ground before picking it up and twirling it in her hands so it was the right way. The Demon gripped the golden blade tightly, the Angel thrust five blades at her and she raised teh spear, flicking it side to side and knocking the blades back at the creature. Two hit him in the eyes, one in the nose and two in his throat. He collapsed, lifeless.