Zerade

As his blade crashed against the assassin’s, Ignis smirked. “You’re tougher than you were yesterday. Why’s that, miss assassin?”

Shizuka grunted. “That’s none of your business, bastard! You humiliated us yesterday, but I’m going to end you this time!” As she said this, black goo rose off the ground, covering her body, solidifying into armour. Her voice deepening and changing, she roared, swinging her sword with all her might at Ignis. The man skipped back, serenely smiling back at the teenager.

“Woo. Impressive. I might have to use my powers for this one.” He said, sheathing his sword as he did.

“Don’t underestimate me!” Shizuka roared again, rushing at the man, swinging the blade at him.

Ignis, in one fluid motion, unsheathed his katana in an Iaido-style attack, parrying her attack completely, and knocking her off her feet. “You see, the thing about you guys is that yeah, you’re strong. But you think you’re all invincible, when you’re not. I have powers, just like you. But it’s only recently that I’ve become truly strong. I know when I’m facing an enemy I can’t beat.” He sheathed his blade. “You aren’t one of ‘em.” He, suddenly, was behind Shizuka, katana outstretched and unsheathed. The girl’s armour shattered, and a long, deep slash appeared on her chest, from shoulder to hip. As she collapsed, Ignis sheathed his sword, looking around, scratching his head. “Now then… I should probably go help Cole, Indi, Sam and the rest of them.” As he turned around, a green blur dropped from a roof, and rushed to him, running him through.

“Never turn your back on an assassin.”

Reiath threw the man to the side like a piece of trash, where he lay.

Ignis would not rise to fight Megrez again.