ORIGIN

He honestly has no damn idea what he is doing nowadays. But then again how is that different from before really? Probably because before he had no idea, because well he just forgot what the hell it was, just slipped his mind and now he recalls it. Albeon here was hoping to find a part of the caves that he could consider home, because yeah... He's not going anywhere near Canis, then again, he could use it as a good stress relief by destroying parts of it... Nah... Orion has been already the place where he does that, gives him strong satisfaction knowing he's getting his revenge on a certain someone...

Actually... Speaking of remembering things, he could probably get true revenge on Mosi now, his powers in Magick have been a lot more cooperative and more powerful as of late. There's just this odd feeling he's been having lately when he Spells work with him, which surprisingly has been happening quite often for him. Some comforting warmth of sorts, no, not quite just some powerful vibe of sorts emanating from his body, like his Magick has become so powerful that it seeps out his body so it doesn't destroy his organs. He's now aware that there's a skill level name of sorts to how good one is with Magicka or other things, although he's only aware that the highest one is called something as generic as 'Master'. So maybe that's what it is? Wouldn't surprise him... He's a prodigy! Who knows instead of wasting time thinking on some Gembound that didn't seem to think straight he should take that guy down very soon!

Funny even though he's a raven, he's more like a duck right now... Right now outwardly he seems relaxed and has everything going for him with these plans that are really some mere attempt to drown the guilt out, his ego does help with that which is the only thing about what's showing outwardly that's not exactly a mask. Just like when a duck is swimming on the surface of the water the pace looks graceful and relaxed. Although right now inside he's feeling very much the inverse of what it appears, he still feels horrible for what he did and is generally a frenzy mess, almost like how the duck's swimming looks from under the surface like that, lacking any of the grace it has from above the water.

All he can do for now is drowning everything out and just let his ego take control, it's really the only time he feels a sense of happiness. Back to the first thought about his Magick, there's water here he'll be able to see his reflection to see what happens to him when he casts a Spell. Determined, he decides to take things up a notch to ensure things show loud and clear in the reflection, so chooses his strongest Spell that is Phantom Hold and that way he can cast the Spell without having to look away from his reflection. Looking down at his reflection on the pool of water, delicately taking his scarf off to ensure it doesn't get ruined, he taps into his Magicka that's confounded in his Gem intumesce from within and starts to spread all around his Gem like some sort of infection, but a good kind. Not drawing his eyes away from the water, he shifted his mind and Magick to some different radius of the water that's not in his line of vision, full on planning to pick up with it.

Silently, he still doesn't draw his eyes away from the reflection, but he knows his Spell worked for he can hear the restlessness of the water ripples and drips like they fell from a height. But that's not the main focus, looking at the reflection the whole time he noticed the visual change in him, when he was just tapping into the Magick his Gem glowed a small purple for a little bit. It started to come brighter when he has begun to use his Spell, so much that there seemed to what looked like very dark purple bubbles particles, things of sorts forming around his Gem, and now that his Spell has worked his normally gold eye is now glowing a similar purple around the whole entirety of his eyes making him almost look sinister. Well, that's what happens, but he doesn't feel the usual vibe he feels hmm... Concentrating now on his caught water more with his Spell he starts to feel that odd vibe, hell it almost feels like there's some breeze around him blowing against his feathers.

Gently shaping the collected water into a ball and moves it so the center of it is above him, he collected quite a bit of water so it takes a bit to do all of that. But with his pivoting he put all shred of concentrating on it, finally taking his eyes off the ground and reflection to looking above himself and his eyes all on the water. Playing around with his catch he twists the water with his Spell to make it spin around making it look like a floating whirlpool in the process of that before finally deciding he has seen enough to know just how much of a skilled prodigy he is. With that he ends his Spell with snapping his head to the right with his mind controlling the water following suit of the sudden movement and releasing the Spell shortly afterwards, with that the waterfalls and breaks apart making a large radius of this area of Eridanus be covered by rain. He likes rain, it cleanses this here earth, can cleanse it of things such as blood, so it feels like to him like it cleanses him as well due to that...

Kin-Kin's gilded fur shifted over sinewy and tightly-packed muscle as she padded through Pisces, watching little fish darting away with rainbow flashes like always. Her magic had taken hold, and now her fur always seemed to shine with a beautiful golden glow... though whether that was her power growing or just her imagination, the she-wolf didn't quite know. Still, she felt sure that she was growing, that was clear. And that made her pleased. She knew that she could do anything that she set her mind to, a thought that brought a wolfish grin to her face.

It was as she padded around this place, admiring the delicate ripples that she left with each perfectly-set pawstep, and reaching into her gem for another gander at her newest party trick that her ears began to twitch. This time, however, the rainbows that had formerly lit up her fur remained coy. She felt the presence of something... or someone... nearby. The feeling of magic tugged at her gem. Perhaps it was the unusual dampness on the air. Perhaps the sound of drops she heard falling all around, in a way that was far from natural. Kin-Kin knew the signs of magic when they loomed close.

So, she followed them... soon coming upon a pitch black bird standing at the water's edge. It seemed like it was they whom was manipulating the water to rain down upon them. How odd... Kin-Kin couldn't help her curiosity piquing, though she tried not to show any signs of envy. Perhaps she could turn this into something... symbiotic. Slowly, the she-wolf sat back on her haunches, shifting the cape at her back. The crystal against her foreleg gently clinked.

"Hey, I remember you..." she spoke up, looking down at them from where she sat, chest puffed out tall. "You're one of those I beat in the magic competition... I have to say, that's a pretty party trick you have there." She turned her gaze to her crystal blade, admiring her reflection on its blue surface. Then to her pitch-black claws as they rested on the stony ground she looked, dropping her snout as though to bow. But Kin-Kin, of all creatures, certainly wasn't one to bow. "I could make it prettier, though."

She raised her head, but only slightly... enough to look up at them and, of course, enough to wink.

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When his feathers started to stop dripping as much he hops over to his scarf to wrap it back around himself, satisfied with feeling less... 'tainted', like he was some masterpiece that over time has been sullied with decay and blood which don't clash well with the masterpiece at all, which has all been washed off with his makeshift rain. So he feels a little bit better now, and the idea of thinking of himself as a 'masterpiece' gives a warm feeling in his chest, he quite liked the sound of him being a 'masterpiece', a masterpiece that just needs to be glued back together. At least that's what he wants to think in making things all good again.

Whilst lacing his scarf between his feathers and using that to wrap a bunch of layers on it around his neck, to Albeon's surprise that likewise he too sensed the presence of another. Surprised, since the caves have honestly been eerily quiet for him as of late, he doesn't know what to make of that factor though, probably good if not too many are around so his impulses in wanting to 'help' others are tamed, could help him process a few things that way. Still, he felt what seemed a small trace of Magick nearby some unusual signature of Magick that seemed familiar but he can't quite put his feather on it, but it passed by pretty quickly. It couldn't have been his Magick he felt since the power was overwhelming, Albeon thinks anyway that every other Gembound's Magick has its own unique vibe to it that belongs to only them like a signature of sorts, it could just be in his head though. Oh, who the hell cares?! There's someone here! Friend or Foe?! That's what he should think about geez!

Quickly finishing in wrapping more layers of his scarf around his neck till it was bound tightly around him, and then hastily, but trying to be delicate in tugging the rest of it that's flows loosely to his back as always, now hanging dormant behind Albeon. Looking around to see a familiar face when turning around, which makes his head bob in surprise on how close they actually were.

'Remember'? Well, maybe it wasn't in his head after all, on thinking something felt familiar, he knows a lot of canines, though, initially had some prejudice against them due to certain bastard, doesn't know if he still has his prejudice though. Looking up at them with focused, unblinking eye contact to analyze their appearance of where he saw this particular canine. But when she mentioned the Magicka Competition the memories came back... Ugh, memories... Yeah, he recalls her now... And recalling it all leaves a very bad taste in his mouth. Over how they met him as that meek chick who had no skill at the time, contrasting the force of nature he is now. He doesn't speak when he remembers it all, but he does roll his eyes, but the next remark she says has him utterly dumbfounded. 'Party trick' echoing in his mind, making one of his eyes narrow and his head tilts to the side showing his bemusement and annoyance at that. Seriously? Come on, really? This Spell of his that he worked hard for was more than that! It's outright damned dangerous if he puts his mind to it! He's tested that he can strangles Gembounds with it! It's special and powerful not like that sloppy attempt when she first saw him!

He stays silent a bit longer from that remark before answering her at last "Pretty Party... Trick? It was a training in Magick." That's the best he can muster, he'd be more blunt in his words, but for now he's too dumbfounded from hearing that. But he eases up for a bit and is fairly attentive now when she says it can be made prettier though, making some odd gesture at him with the eyes.

Kin-Kin watched as they turned towards her, and let out a chuckle as they seemed aggravated by her words. Perfect. It seemed this creature would bring her some amusement, and maybe she could even sneak a few magic tricks... After all, she'd never met anyone who could make it rain before. "Ah... I see. Forgive my rudeness, then," the wolf replied, although her voice oozed an odd sense of sarcasm. Slowly, she advanced, so that she was stood a few feet away and loomed over the raven sat by the waterfall pool.

How odd that they possessed a scrap of fabric that wound around them similar to her own... and that made her wonder... did I make an adoring fan back in that competition? Such a thought made her ego swell. she didn't remember whether or not they'd had the scarf on her first meeting, but such a thing was irrelevant. Her cloak was part of what made her... her. "Taking examples from my glorious presence, I see. It's lovely to see in full the impact my championship has made upon the young." with that, she motioned towards the scarf they'd been wrapping about their neck. Then, she turned her back on the bird, and paced away, swaying in such a way that her cloak rippled, light passing over her fur like wind over the ripe wheat fields. Speaking to this creature made for a very satisfying venture, she mused. The crystal at her foreleg clinked with every tiny motion with a delicate sound like a windchime. Curiosity still reigned as to what their magic truly consisted of; she didn't think she'd ever seen it before. And Kin-kin had seen many types of magic.

Truth be told, a lot of this act was for ego's sake rather than actually having a use for all this magic... but she didn't care. It proved to herself and others her strength of both body and will.

Subconsciously, the wolf's fur lit up into a kaleidoscope of dancing colours, with only the slightest look into the pool of magic held inside of her gem. A grin lit up her cheeks as she flashed pristine white fangs towards the bird. auroras danced around her, with tendrils of rainbows only lit up brighter by the residual vapour left hanging on the air after the bird's last spell. "Beautiful, don'tcha think? 'Tis but the least of what I can do."

She left the statement open as she slowly turned back towards them, fixing them with a gaze that was both coy and daring.

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Ugh… The hell was she laughing at? Albeon didn’t even respond to this damned canine with one of his usual intense, indignant reactions that he usually reacts with out of impulse that would justifiably be something to laughed about. Still from the looks of it she intends to show off… Well he guesses that’s a relatable thing, he loves to show his skill off too he supposes. Meh whatever…

The sarcasm did not go unnoticed by the raven though, making him let out a deep puff of breath through his nostrils in annoyance all the while he tilted his head upwards, to face where he guesses the canine’s face will be when she stops which will be next to him, continuing to fix his unrelenting gaze at her. Hmph… Seeing how that training Spell worked without a hitch somewhat he’d say his Magick is good to go for today, perfect for his own showing off, for he shall not be outwitted like that!

…OK now what’s she looking at? Looking back with a bored deadpan while on edge… She better be planning to use Magick on him! …Wait Wha-? ‘examples’? The hell is she going on about? But when she motioned to the scarf it finally ticked in his brain what she meant, and with that revelation he responds with silence and a complete unimpressed look and makes him want to face-wing at now stupidly incorrect she was. Seriously? Just because he has a fancy fabric too? That doesn’t mean jack shit! Especially considering the circumstances on how and when he got it in the first place. “Nah I got this by the time I emerged, way before I saw you, during that time I had to worry about delusional assholes trying to kill me just because they can.” He didn’t need to add that part but it was to put emphasis that he had higher priorities during that time. Which inwardly makes him wonder what exactly are his priorities now with all the build ups of countless misfortunes and committing something terrible himself. Ugh… For the love of worry about that haunting stuff later!

But with his own eyes he took note of the crystal around her foreleg, which is unusual itself, it was sharp like his own Gem, but unlike his smooth Gem it had imperfect bumps everywhere, rather ‘tattered’ edges he guess he could say, in comparison to his Gem it looked very messy. Heh… It gives him an idea of what to say as a counteract. Making his own motions at the canine’s crystal when he answers back “I can’t help but notice your own little antique you have there. Got so taken in by the spiffiness and razor sharpness of my sweet ass iconic Gem here so much that you out of desperation tried to create something similar huh? That the best you could settle with huh?” Albeon’s own ego showed with on how downright openly smug he was when saying that, Albeon is aware that he is most likely far off and nowhere close but he’s going to play along with her logic in his attempts to taunt her, after all her ‘logic’ so she can’t argue with it right?

It’s uncertain if he’ll get a counteract given back from that since she seemed finally done with staring at his scarf and now choosing to show her own Spells. He was a little bit spaced out the last time they met at the contest but he believes that she used Spells that involved Light or something, wonder how something like that would ever beat the likes of the Arcane though. So she better prepare to colour him surprised, cause his expectations are going to be hard to meet.

Why wouldn’t they be though? He’s a Master at Magick now after all. Unless she’s one too, if not then she needs to put more effort in, if a ‘youth’ as she phrases it has beaten her to Master.

…Huh… When he thought colour him surprised he didn’t mean it almost literally, looking on as their fur shined a series of rainbow colours, alongside smaller flecks of colours fluttering around the two of them caused by his rain, which are blending into the surroundings, coming together with the strong radiance flowing around her fur, the colours seem to reflect only a bit off his unique golden eyes. But… He honestly isn’t all that impressed, when the canine’s eyes meet his again there is a stony blank look flitted across his features.

Well… He has more composure which means his mind is available to be blunt. He answers back to that look on her face and statement in regards to her Spell with a dismissive shrug of his wings and shutting his eyes for a sec when he did this to further his point that he’s apathetic to her Spell. Let’s see how she takes to that.

"You must be popular! attacked before you're even outta the chrysalis. No wonder you look like you just got spat outtava wolf's mouth. ...not that I'd know." Her teeth were bared in a savage grin, leaving them to wonder if she meant what she'd said at all. it was a tactic that often brought out the more amusing reactions, especially in her smaller 'victims'. It was mainly because Kin-Kin found no end of amusement in how damn defensive this bird was getting. Perhaps they were a fan after all, they just didn't want to admit it! She laughed inwardly at the thought. "Alright, alright, I'll believe ya, birdbrain. Heh, heh... don't get your tail feathers in a twist."

They soon followed up by insulting her sword, and the wolf's ears twitched slightly in disbelief at what they were saying. They thought that she was copying their gem? She gave a snort of amusement. that was rich. "Hah! Buddy, in case you didn't notice, it's blue. I could make your dumb old gem if I wanted to. hell, I could make a life-size statue of myself if I really wanted to. And if you think I'd copy off your gem, outta all the others in the cave... better ones, might I add... you're barkin' up the wrong tree!" Her statement was followed up by a yelping laugh as Kin-Kin found her own joke, as well as their stupidity, so funny. Now that she was thinking about it though... a life-sized statue of herself wasn't that bad of an idea. She'd have to store that one for later.

After a while, she looked back at them, tilting her head before adding, condescendingly. "...Oh yeah. Pun intended, in case ya couldn't tell."

They didn't seem at all moved by her spell. What a killjoy. Oh well. She'd just have to one-up them in other ways. "Nothin', huh? A tough crowd, I see. Or maybe you're just pissed because you can't do better." her gleaming eyes narrowed at the bird, a toothy grin present over her muzzle. "How about a peace offering, then?"

Kin-Kin focused in on her energy; an energy she knew she possessed, but was hard-pressed to use. It had been some time since she'd tried to create gemstone, and now seemed like the perfect opportunity to show off. This ability wasn't even of her element! Surely they'd be impressed?

Kin-Kin felt a rush of power and her fur lit up with a golden light, the point where her paws touched the ground shining brightest as her power flowed into the earth. After a few moments, her eyes fluttered open, her gaze fixed on the bird. When she looked down, she found a small, red gem in a hollow at her forepaws, and kicked it, sending it skittering a couple of inches towards the raven.

"You like it? I hear your kind has a penchant for shiny things. I can make it even prettier, if you want..." she purred, her gaze never faltering.

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Popular? He honestly doubts that many know who he is… Not that he needs popularity to know just how great he is personally, popular or not he is a prodigy and he likes to believe that not many are Masters either unlike him.

How quaint though… She can only feel good about herself only if she’s supposedly popular.

Still though, like he thought previously that added in fact other his squabble with Mosi there was a bit unnecessary to include and really it’s too personal to speak of in more detail, or more on how his past is somewhat of a serious matter that shouldn’t be taken lightly, this one here certainly isn’t exactly taking the main point on how a new-born chick was attacked so seriously. He didn’t like it, rather low thing to say really, and although he’s less impulsive than before since he saw with the cat how things can get if he has no control on his impulses, all in all in spite of being more patient kind of, Albeon still possesses a snapping point. Prod your hand, paw or wing where it doesn’t belong at all and then one shall face the flames or in his case the Arcane when it is used for violent purposes. So instead of responding to what she said what with that creepy expression on her face there was nothing but rigid silence coming from him to show in response. Displaying his bitter, no-nonsense side for a brief moment with the expression of his eyes along with his refusal to speak back in a way to give the hint to her to drop this topic.

Drop. It. Right. Now. Better take your chance now to continue this unharmed wolf…

He relaxes his expression from the subtle rising anger that almost just came to the surface like a volcano for the uncalled for words the canine said when she appeared to have in fact dropped the topic. Good… Made more remarks but whatever… He just feels a bit more relaxed and a bit relieved on how he didn’t need to deal with this with the use of extreme violence. He really doesn’t want to have to go through that again…

Well looks like it struck something in regards to the sword. Heh nice. Uhh… Yeah he knows it’s blue, that’s why he said ‘That the best you could settle with huh’, what a dumbass here this wolf is, he was making fun of the fact that it looks so imperfect in comparison to his Gem, she could never be a blacksmith even if she tried. Oh well… Don’t really know what Gem could be better than these here sweet ass scythe looking ones he has; unlike many others he can sort of use his Gem like a sharp weapon he’s smashed a ‘star’ once with them after all. Don’t really know what a ‘life sized statue’ of herself will amount to anything though, what’s the point in that?

Pun? Meh… it was pretty terrible so still no reaction here wolf.

When it comes to Magick he usually prefers ones that are borderline dangerous in ways, or generally something that can help him outsmart or defeat an enemy, so shining rainbows really won’t help in anyway if anything else seems like they’ll endanger themselves more with a Spell like that since it makes them stick out like a sore thumb. Shrugging again to her words in regards to his apathy. But his attention and interest was caught when she said ‘peace offering’.

Another Spell? What’s this about? Folding his wings in wonder of what is going on here. He at first didn’t notice the red gem on the ground as his gaze was too fixed on the wolf, but then it followed the direction of where she was staring at the ground and that’s where he also saw the teensy gemstone… Is it like the ‘stars’ in Orion, an insentient one? He really doesn’t get it though, especially when she kicks it over to Albeon.

Ohhhhh… Trying to woo him still huh? No need… He has a similar Spell… He was certain he used it in that said contest, was she also not paying attention that day? ‘Hear’? Intriguing… He doesn’t believe he has ever seen any other ravens before, then again he somehow already the knowledge of his own kind such as their stupidly good memories which is a blessing and a curse, more of a curse for him right now.

Still though… Even if that is so, he honestly is apathetic to shiny things, then again he already knows he’s pretty different to other ravens, ravens eat plants and live animals alike, yet he chooses not to prey on any live animals unless it’s already killed by something else. He is a bit different to other ravens in general. Instead this gets him an idea… There’s a rock that’s just a bit bigger than medium sized near to them. Which gets him an idea, running a little bit of Magick through his Gem before he decides to rev it up a bit with a plan in mind. Let’s see if it works…

He can see the rock vanishing. Awesome! It's working! Kind of flashing but works. With that he unfolds his wings and stretches one out to point at that said rock, not bothering to turn his head and instead rolling his eyes to the side of where it is, and so giving it a side glance while he narrows his eyes for concentration. The lips on his beak twitch a bit showing an infuriatingly smug smile all the while doing all of this. It was a bit of a challenge to get it to fully work due to his refusal to turn his head in the rock's direction, so the rather big quartz crystal or 'star' from Orion and rock are flashing in between each other making it look like the very fabric of reality was glitching out but eventually with more concentration and increase in Magick on his behalf his eyes due to this lit a shade of purple and something similar happened to his Gem as a purple light surrounded on his Gem a light that gave off some small particles too. The constant back and forth with the rock & crystal the flashing eventually settled to a stop and the big, beautiful quartz crystal appeared before both of them, large in size making the one this here wolf summoned look puny and dull in comparison.

With that he stops and his Magick faded, making his eyes go back to the usual gold and the light on his Gem disappearing too and subtly grinned at the wolf smugly to emphasise that he doesn't need her help to obtain shinies. He hasn't spoken much since that touchy subject, probably regain his voice soon though.

The raven didn't respond to her words, or the gem of sanguine that she tossed his way. Kin-Kin took that as an indication that he was stumped, and gave a chuckle as she noticed their shifts in facial expression. "What, nothing? Heh, heh..." she shifted her weight slightly.

They glanced towards a nearby stone, causing Kin-Kin to follow their gaze towards said rock that was sitting, minding its own business, nearby. She watched curiously for a while, glancing back at the raven... and when she glanced back, there was a crystal sat where the rock had been. Oh, so this was a competition now, huh? "That all you got?" Kin-Kin asked quizzically with a snicker. "It's not even blue!" She seemed to be making fun of their own contempt at this point. Blue was only part of her aesthetic. if she wanted to she could make a crystal of any colour of the rainbow.

Which brought to mind an idea; was this a crystal competition now? She gave a wolfish grin. she didn't even need a rock to create crystal, she could pull it out of the earth itself. Surely, that could easily trump their sad attempt? She thought about what she could do; she wasn't often successful at creating larger crystals, but she'd managed that one. Perhaps her luck was picking up, or she was growing steadily better at it?

Kin-Kin grinned.

She puffed out her chest, held her head high and closed her eyes. what to create, what to create. She'd boasted about being able to make a life-sized statue of herself earlier... So of course she was going to try that.

The wolf felt a surge of power gushing throughout her form and into the ground. Her fur lit up with a glow that began at her gem and drained from her paws into the ground. this is it, she thought excitedly. This would be the biggest and best crystal she'd ever made; she'd never felt such powerful magic flowing throughout her form. In her ears, Kin-Kin heard a sound like glass crackling and creaking.

A golden crystal surged out of the ground, forming the shape of a jagged and spiky wolf.

When she opened her eyes, what she'd envisioned in her mind wasn't quite as jagged... but you could see the general idea of where it had come from. it looked like a wolf that was howling towards the sky, as she'd intended. Just, instead of legs was an array of crystal spires pointing in all directions. And it wasn't quite life sized, either; it seemed the crystal had lurched upwards first of all, so it towered over her like a great crystal stalagmite.

But bigger was better, right? She peered around the crystal at the raven, looking triumphant.

" speech "

Well now... At least she dropped the touchy subject and all, still Albeon wonders what exactly kind of reaction he should give to this ignorant wolf that'll get the point across that he's apathetic and doesn't care too much for her glitz and glam all that much. Mean he's been silent to her for quite a while because some of the things she says are so goddamned stupid that he's not going to dignify them with a comment. Actually yeah just say that.

"Nah, just no comment." Slightly shrugging just meh whatever.

Not even blue? Yeah well blue is not his personal colour really, smirking in smugness at her continued indignant responses while he continues to act like the 'bigger' person and remain silent, besides he was just warming up. Well guess he could explain of what makes it so special was how he kind of distorted space to bring it here and that rock is now wedged into the ceiling of Orion but she seems too annoyingly stupid to understand any of it and most likely result is he'll have to say 'doesn't matter' in the end to her to get it out of the way with her not learning a thing, so it'll be a huge waste of time if he tries to describe any of this Spell's concept so Albeon isn't going to explain any of it to her.

OK her turn now...

Oh gods... A demon has just about been raised from the depths of hell... Thinking sarcastically to himself as this so-called 'life sized' crystal came forth. Wow... Not even life sized and she could've at least tried to make it look a bit more organic like with the shape. Still... Talk about narcissistic here, literally recreating themselves in the form of a crystal. Heh... It gives him an idea though; he hasn't said anything much so she can't accuse much of what he's about to do. His turn now, secretly making small nudges with his Magick on his selected target before doing anything. He can feel those small ounces of Magick flowing perfectly, almost like it was pumping through his veins, with that secret testing of his he decides to go with his next move.

"Oh wow my condolences I had no idea you thought so lowly of yourself, if this creation here is a representation of you view yourself..." His toned dripped with mockery and sarcasm, taunting how lacklustre it is. His Magick now readied he increases it around his target: her sword as a dull purple aura glows around it, along with his eyes and Gem once again glowing.

"I think it needs a proper burial." Blunt & deadpan with a nice touch of sass... That's right that's how 'Albeon' talks. Snatching out the wolf's sword from its holder he makes it float towards him, but first... Before doing what he's planning he decides to play around with it at first, increasing the Magick he starts flailing the sword around in the air in a swift manner, the way he's moving the sword around it's almost like Albeon is seeing a large barrage of spears coming at him which are invisible to others and he's trying to deflect them all with the sword. Deciding he's had his fun with it he slices it across the statue from the centre of it, this blow has visibly cut the statue in two as the upper half slowly begins to slide off, before finally losing its balance the whole thing topples over and shatters to small shards completely ruined. Satisfied he flicks the sword back next to her for her to pick back up now that he's done.