To the Museum of Soleanna

[Relic Drake]

The first bullet pinged off the broken armor, the next two bullets dug their way into Relic's flesh. The fourth ricocheted off an already embedded bullet bouncing off. Drake a visible scowl on his helmet. He did not seem impressed with the small caliber rounds.
"If you will not fight me seriously, then prepare your soul for eternal peace!"Once again the gigantic fox's arms began to glow with eerie power. Though this time he was charging up a god hand as well as a breaker. For his left gauntlet crackle doubly with energy.

Priscilla's eye's lit up when she saw it. In a glass display case, an old leather bound book. It's cover heavily worn yet Priscilla could still recognize it. "My Arcanenomicon!" Immediately she began searchign the case for some type of wa to release her prize.

[Tancer Fang]

"Oi, why don' ya' stuff it?" Tancer leaned forward, grabbing at Relic's grieves. The metallic fox possessed enough strength to flip his armored foe into the air. His whole body tensed up as his upper body muscles began working. He'd follow up with a seriously heavy upper cut. Deep enough so he could keep the knight air born. "One... two!"

[Teridere]

"Your Arcene.... Arcanam.... Arci...." Teri sputtered, unable to pronounce the book's proper name. "Uhm, What's that?"

[Dawg the Porcupine]

Dawg yelled back at Relic, "Seriously? Who's not taking this seriously?"
Dawg turned back to face Relic and noticed Tancer was doing something, well, productive. He brought his sleeve to his mouth and wiped away blood that had gathered there. Then with precious aim, he fired a bullet at the beast once more. Only 8 bullets left in his left pistol, he needed to use his ammo wisely.

[Relic Drake]

Relic couldn't do much to stop from being tossed in the air. This was the first time he had met someone who seemed on par or even threatened to be physically stronger then himself. Drake's body turned as and twisted in mid air as he attempted to unleash another breaker towards the fox who continued to assault him. Having to aim downward and put a large amount of power behind the blow. The recoil would help Tancer keep Relic in the air. Though few could stand the might of a high powered breaker.

"My Arcanenomicon, A very powerful book, holding some of the most potent spells ever to be written...." The wolf had a very entranced look about her. What she held in her hands had won skirmishes, turned the tide of battles, broken nations like waves against the shore.
"Bid farewell to that uh, Dawg fellow... Let's go, child, we must not over stay our welcome."

[Tancer Fang]

"Three..." Tancer's entire body was enveloped in a golden flash as he started up a suped up version of his machine gun blows. Intercepting Relic, his metallic body smashing through the crimson wave of energy with little effect. The fox was as tough as the come, even Relic didn't possesses such a high level of damage mitigation.
Tancer's fist started flying out to attack the air born knight. His fist could be heard slicing through the air, he swung so fast. Aiming upward to make sure all the force would keep the giant air born still. After the several punches to soften him up, Tancer let out two more upper cuts. Finishing with an incredibly powerful straight punch. Putting 100% of his force behind the combo ender. "END!"

[Teridere]

"Ah, yes ma'am." She nodded. She just couldn't understand what a book about spelling could mean to Priscilla, but it seemed to be incredibly important to her, especially with all the opposition they had to go through just to get it.
"But, what about all the fighting in the lobby?" She asked. Teri wasn't sure whether ANYBODY could get through those boys and their death match.

[Relic Drake]

The large knight ended up tumbling in the air before landed on his chest hard. Cracking the marble floor where he landed. Slowly Relic rose to his feet. His armor greatly dented and damaged, but still intact. Though even with his armor he still took a large amount of damage. Blood was visibly pouring from his mouth piece. Not so much Tancer as day old wounds had opened up. The orb held on his belt once again surged with energy. The necroshine could be reformed now.
"Such mastery of fist, Yes!" A warrior first and foremost, the thrill of battle was one of the few pleasures the cursed knight still could enjoy.

The white wolf was thumbing through the book.Too entranced in it to answer Terridere back thoughtfully. "I'm working on it, child." She could just teleport out, but Teridere would be stuck. One thing she learned having grown up with next to nothing, you never waste resources. Priscilla was looking for a spell that could end combat, It wasn't hard to find one, just to find one that she could meet its cost right now. "Hmm, no goats... No cows, Virgins... Too much blood.... " Priscilla was muttering to herself, even the simplest of spells cost dearly to preform. "Ahhh, I found one!"

[Tancer Fang]

Tancer rolled his head loosening his neck up. He was still in a boxers stance. His feet seamlessly shifting back and forth. "oi, you still gettin' up after 'at beatin'? What are yah, some kind o' monster?" Tancer's leather trench swayed back and forth as he moved in place. He was sweating from the amount of effort he put into beating on Relic, though he was pleased with seeing him bleed. "You aint the only one with metal on yah!"

[Teridere]

"Found what?" Teri asked, still confused by the book and even more so by the oddly listed objects Priscilla had been counting off.