Raid #86 [Group 2]

There was a sudden shower of pyreflies several feet from the white door behind Yazoo, they materialized into the singular form of Shuyin, who looked around to quickly observe the surroundings of his newest location. Immediately he detected the hooded figure before him, and the great white marble door thanks to the bright light coming from somewhere. Curiosity took grasp of Shuyin as he looked around for the source, however instead found the bright explosion of an Ultima upon another group of people a moderate distance away. Blue eyes wandered upward to glance upon the heart shaped moon that was the source of the illumination. It was a rather unique sight to be certain, at least in Shuyin's eyes who had never set sights upon such a thing in his entire existence that had now been going on for more than a single millennium. As he pulled out his sword from it's scabbard upon his right hip, Shuyin returned his glance back to the hooded figure of Yazoo. The aura of this man, it was familiar. It took him a moment to remember just where he had felt this presence before, until it dawned upon him.

This was that mysterious entity that had been present in Castle Exdeath, the one who had yet to reveal itself to the Kraken and himself. Shuyin was eager to finally know the identity of this individual, and so reached forward with his free hand to grasp Yazoo's shoulder. Yet as he did, Shuyin took notice of a growing light of orange upon the man's features, so he turned to the source. Blue eyes widened as he set sights upon a large fireball headed for his unknown ally, and instinct took over as Shuyin stepped between Yazoo and the magic while raising his blade. No, some unknown assailant would not prevent him from interrogating this being, whoever it was, and possibly finding out some much needed information if there was some to learn. The ball of fire exploded upon the flat side of The Defender as Shuyin held his ground, feeling the rising heat scorch him slightly from what parts of the spell didn't hit his weapon. He winced at the pain as he tightened the grip on his weapon, then slashed downward to dissipate the lingering light of the spell.

Another Light flared up in the form of Terra's powerful Thunderbolt, which caught the attention of Shuyin before he decided to look for the assailant upon his ally. Blue eyes quickly surveyed the lit abyss to find a rather odd looking red lion in the direction the magic had come from. Narrowing his eyes, Shuyin recoiled his sword arm around his body before unleashing non-elemental beams of energy towards Red XIII with a powerful swing. The beams traveled fast until they stopped around the foe's location, becoming orbs of light that remained still but for a moment, then would explode around the native of Gaia to damage him if it was successful. Shuyin expected his Force Rain to work on whatever this thing was, but if it came closer then he would surely be ready for it. He continued to stand by Yazoo in a battle stance, watching to see if his technique was successful or not, and anticipating anything that would dare come near this mysterious door. If they were foolish enough to, then they would witness a thousand years worth of despair, unleashed in the Unsent's vengeful rage.

Valerius was getting pretty annoyed.

Lately, it really felt like it had just been battle after battle - the Light getting bolder and bolder with each one, and feeling the irritating need to try to invade everywhere that the Darkness had a strong footing. First they had the nerve to attack Disney Castle, where Valerius and Ferser had been staying at the time, and the long-time stronghold of the Darkness in this new war. That battle had spread out into Disney Town as well, and had gone on longer than any battle that Valerius had ever been in before. It was there that he also met the one man who had come the closest to defeating him - a strange man by the name of Gilgamesh. It was not a name the Heartless was likely to forget quickly. It was also the battle that had come the closest to destroying him, temporarily making him even lose control of his arm.

And he had lost that battle.

Valerius didn't lose. He had never lost a battle before, and in his mindset, the only way he would EVER lose a battle was the day he would eventually be killed - and that was the day he was living for. Valerius would never be satisfied, and would never stop fighting, until someone killed him. It was as simple as that. He also refused to back down from a fight, no matter how injured he was, no matter what was happening - he would fight to the end. And yet, somehow he had ended up in the Corridors of Darkness, on nothing short of the edge of death, and had left that battle. He was still uncertain exactly how that had happened, and he was still very angry about it - now the Light felt like they could beat the Darkness because they HAD won a battle, and he had been in it. It was time to teach a new lesson to those idiots, and get his pride back.

Thankfully, the Darkness had healed his physical wounds since that battle, but his anger only boiled hotter. He couldn't believe that the Light had enough nerve to think they could take on Kingdom Hearts and win it - that was quite a laugh. And yet, here they were, ready to start a new battle. By the time Valerius made his casually late entrance, it seemed that the skirmish had already begun. As the Heartless stepped into the darkness of the world, he took in a deep breath, enjoying the scent that lingered in his nostrils, and the very feel of the air in this place - it was unlike anywhere else. His glowing amber eyes pierced through the darkness as he glanced at who exactly had the guts to be in a place like this - one of those silver-haired boys was here, but not the one he had fought with at Disney Castle, and the mouse-king who probably thought his home was his once more were there. Everyone else was unrecognizable, but at least two others did smell of darkness.

Valerius supposed that was good. Typically, Valerius hated to fight with anyone else aiding him – they might steal his glory, or worse yet, steal his kills. However, as of recently the fights he had been involved in had been more like full-scale battles, with little focus being able to be made on singular duels. Thus, it was acceptable that others from the side of the darkness showed their skills – as long as they stayed out of the Heartless’ way and followed his orders, that is. He smirked at the small magic spells that were being shot around, slowly drawing his own weapon. The blood red blade of the katana in its original form seemed to shine despite the lack of light on this world as he twisted it in his hands, deciding just who he wanted to attack.

But of course – it had to be the mouse king. He was probably the leader of this group, or at least one of the most formidable members of it, and thus he would be the most worthy opponent. Besides, Valerius had fought the mouse before, but had been unable to take his life, so he had unfinished business with that particular creature. Not to mention he wanted his castle back.

“I hope you missed me, mouse!” Valerius then yelled, the half-mask appearing to take over one side of his face as he quickly changed into his attack form, everything about him going from normal colours to shockingly white – only his glowing amber eyes and the red blade of his katana adding any colour as he raced through the darkness towards the mouse, his movements a blur. He meant to drive his weapon straight through the mouse’s chest, showing he had no fear of that keyblade nor of this battle, and thus he ran with his katana propelled forward by both hands. The tip was aimed directly for the mouse’s heart.