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Re For Heaven and Earth Ibuki No Sakura and Atzura The Priest made no move as they ran, clearly unfitted to be in such a place. He did not expect what would happen next. As they ran his eyes focused on the humanoid, wires the specialist of assassin type creatures. He was most likely a higher ranking demon to use that kind of skill. One that fights long-mid range. A dangerous enemy for him, the wires would cause a lot of problems for him. But he knew the way around it, but rather his attention was now on the two charging. The human would be easy enough that brute would be dangerous if he got a clean hit. That was what he had to avoid. The Priest came up with a plan mutter something under his breath as he abandoned his scythe, running away. He avoided the range of the gauntlet user. By his guesstimate his range was around twenty five feet. With his distance he would never get close enough. He moved far enough away that the range user would have to go past his scythe to get to him. Not like it mattered, his weapon was out of his reach. Now the Priests attention was on the two before him. The human got to him first swinging a sword at him. He seemed to of had more confidence with the Priest lacking a weapon. Yet from his sleeve a hidden dagger flung connecting to his face. The human dropped dead, with a dagger pierced though his eye. The Priest took up the sword. Oh lord, hear your servants plea, bring your light onto me! The Priest spoke the sword shined brightly, a low level holy spell that even a novice could cast. It would last for a short time, and would allow him to pierce the beasts skin. But it would not do very much damage. As the beast charged him, the Priest charge it. He was not daunted for a moment knowing timing was all he required. As the beast raised to swing, the priest slid forward, right in between it's legs, stabbing it from below. O lord, send thy holy fury into this foul being! A spell that would be known all to well. A Exorcism spell, but from the inside the beast would find it ever so deadly. Using the sword to transmit the spell, the beast began to grow and grow, till pop. A rain of blood showered over the Priest, who clearly disliked it. He had apparently not thought it through. Getting up he shook it off, using what ever dry part of his cloak to clean his face. Joy now im going to need a bath, this stuff smells disgusting. A foul wretched smell indeed, the bluish blood was something ever so foul. A stench that would of corrupted any normal man. Yet the priest was undaunted by it, Do you know how hard it is going to be to get this stuff out? He asked clearly now paying more attention to his ruined clothes then the remaining demon. Soaked in the blood of a demon he was unaffected. There were only few humans who could possibly hope for this. The Envoys of Death, a order angels would never know of. For they cared not for light or dark. They cared to only to protect the human race. Yet even so there order was thought to be all but lost, after the demons destroyed there holy grounds. This perhaps was something she sensed, why the angel was drawn to him. Though he was acting like a fool he knew that those before were push overs compared to him. They were easy to handle, but this next one. Mid rank demon, high mid rank form the looks of it. The strongest type that was normally found on earth. The priest was well aware that the lines hand been thinned but that didn't mean the game was on a even playing field. It seemed he was at a high disadvantage. His only hope was a gamble he had placed.