The three stood in a triangle, facing each other. Anahei swung her sword around her body, as Nafien ignited his flaming sword and charged his electrical one. Ivan powered his suit up, putting all of it's systems online and ready. He powered up his SPEAR, and shifted from foot to foot.

"Put me on speakers, Ivan" Charlotte whispered inside his helmet.

Ivan flipped a switch on the side of his helmet, and Charlotte's voice rang loud and clear.

"What's the matter, scared?" she asked tauntingly.

The others looked around, baffled, wondering where the female voice had come from. Ah, technology, though Ivan, as he planted on of his sticky mines on the ground in front of him. After the momentary distraction, the other two turned back to face Ivan. Nobody moved. Then, Anahei let out a roar of hatred and rushed Ivan. Her sword clashed off of his GUARD, leaving a dent and some bruises. Ivan grunted as Nafien swung into the battle, twin swords flying as he brought them down on Anahei. She made a combat-roll to the side, and, as she got up, tensed her legs. She flipped into a backflip, and threw five shurikens at Ivan and Nafien. Ivan held out his LEECH, and absorbed the shurikens into it. He whipped out his combat knife and slashed wildly at Nafien. He expertly dodged the incoming blows, and retaliated with a jumping slash, which just barely grazed Ivan, who swung his SPEAR around to impale Nafien on it's blade. But it hit nothing as Nafien used his Illusionary magic to escape it's reach. Anahei suddenly appeared from behind Nafien, and she landed a glancing blow to his chest. Ivan pulled out his LEECH and pressed the button, sending five shurkens at the two of them. It hit them, doing a bit of damage, but not enough to faze either. As Ivan pulled out his SPEAR and started shooting at the approaching fighters, he knew this was going to be one hell of a battle.

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[Ivan Thompson]