Some strange incantation partially dazzled Taharka's brilliant new form, forcing him to look aside, though it mattered little. Although he missed, the sheer size of his new wings collided with Vex, hurtling him quite some distance. Unable to shake the glare that shocked him, he momentarily stayed aloft in that spot, trying desperately to regain his vision. 'twas via unusual means that his sight was restored - this Gem Julius possessed... not an ordinary Gem by any count... but special in its own way. Apparently his own Gem was attempting to eliminate this artificial mockery, by absorbing its essence; which to an effect worked. Taharka regained his vision, though the absorbed energy was pushed aback, forcing it towards its owner, although not the artificial Gem itself. Julius contorted, much in a similar fashion that Taharka had, though to less extremities... this darkened Gem had some of the properties that every Gem possessed - in that it could warp the master of it into the shape its essence desires; hence Taharka's own new body.

Taharka's interest soon reverted back to Vex, as he regained his balance and arose to his feet, apparently confused. Taharka saw this opportunity, and exerted more of his newly accessed powers. Powerful shrieks pierced the air once again as he forced his magic outwards into a forceful blast of raw energy. Was it even Air any more? Was it just energy? This concerned Taharka little as he sent lacerating blasts at Vex, perfectly accurate in direction.



The tornado was closing in further, taking the rubble and torn wood into the very walls itself, bashing what was left of Mygeeto and its people. It wouldn't be long now until it crushed everything.

Finally shaking out of his daze Vex found Taharka, and all to soon to see the blast of air... or was it energy, coming at him. He couldn't tell all his body could do was rely on it's reflex's and dodge out of the way. Just barely doing a barrel roll to the right did Vex manage to dodge the blast, as the debrie from the explosion hit him. Now with a little more clear focus at his enemy Vex sent out another two slashs of electricty, one right after another. The first one was a diagonal one left to right, while the other one was a horizontal one. The two slash's ended up colliding with one another sending a spiral X at Taharka with even more ferocity then the two individual slash's.

Vex began to then to run to his right to try and get a better look of what now seemed a barren feild. He was looking for anything that could or might help him gain an upper hand with his match on Taharka. Soon he noticed that Zeria was strugling with Julius, and no sooner then he saw the two, that the Holy gem imbuned within his hilt of his weapon let out a ferious glow. It glowed brighter then before as if something upset it. The fragile balnce that it helped once keep seeming broken, by the force of the dark gem being broken. It seemed to want to purge the dark energies now surronding Julius. All Vex could do was swing one of his eletric arc's at Julius in hopes that it would give Zeria someway to counter attack.

Now getting winded and the affect's of his Lightning Ark soon to wear off, Vex spoted what he was looking for. A small portion of land that was coming up from the earth, in a ramp like way. "Hmm maybe if I can use that, and draw Taharka in some more, I might be able to take out one of those wings. If so at least this won't be an aerial battle any more, and it will be back on the ground. Though with this tornado, I don't think it will be a very effective attack. It doesn't matter this fight needs to come to an end shortly." Now dashing dead ahead of him with Taharka still to his right, Vex dashed towards the ramp like structure to make a futile attack attempt.

Damian forced himself forward, still stuck in the harsh winds of the storm. Everywhere around him the ground was being torn apart, but something kept his feet planted to the ground. He should have made it to the center already, but the pushing force was slowing him down. The closer he got, the stronger the force became.
Finally he broke free from the chaos, his hat gone, and his hair flowing free. His breathing was heavy, and his body sore from the flying debri. He looked forward to see that the battle had restarted during his absence. This time Zeria had joined the fight.
Damian unsheathed his blade. He was left so weak from his struggle in the storm, that he could barely even lift the saber to eye level. He trudged over to Zeria and stood at her side.
"I cannot allow you to fight this battle alone my lady," he said as he raised his blade to a ready position. His arm shook as he held it there.