[3] Bloodsport.

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[Cloud appears. He's a little nasty at the time -- splattered with monster guts and carrying a sword equally disgusting. There is a large slash down his right arm; but it heals smoothy; inhumanly quickly as he sets down two jars -- each with a jewel.]

They're destroying my city. It's eating everything. Pfft. Bahumat imposer  What the hell.

[Cue astral monster. It's vicious, and insanely fast. Cloud raises his massive sword.]

Shit...

[And now, battlefield, baby.]

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[Albus nods at Cloud. The stream of yellow light breaks and the monster begins to tip forward. Before it can fall to the ground and cover the jewel in its front, Albus swiftly waves his wand, and the jewel flies out towards his outstretched hand. He grabs it as the monster crashes to the ground.]

That was really quite extraordinary. [He puts the jewel into a jar.] Graphic, but extraordinary. I cannot imagine how you wield that sword without magic.

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[Cloud absentmindedly wipes gore off his face, and spares Albus a slight smile. Little boy lost is not used to people complimenting him. Oh, but t hen he realizes what kind of strength he has and it disappears.]

Things. Not as natural as magic...but. Thanks.
[Hefts up monstrous sword and eyes another monster.] Hmm.