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[Light]

A small red blur flies down the field with a blast of the boosters, taking out a few before flying back. It had begun smoking from exertion, and the cockpit opens with Kibo jumping out of it quickly.

[CrimsonMoon]

The white mecha immediately blasts toward him... He was like a bug down there...

[Light]

He looks towards her and shields his eyes from the sun, his hair sticking to his forehead and neck. He looked irritated with the battle, and tired from what it was taking out of him to switch mecha to mecha.

[CrimsonMoon]

The white mecha lands next to him lightly, the helm opening up to reveal Xena. He wore no helmet not wires but merely floated..." Kido! THE PHOENIX!!" She cries out to him," TAKE IT!"

[Light]

"Your bringing that up now," he stretches out his hand, "Fine--I accept!"

[CrimsonMoon]

She grins and takes the choker from er breast pocket, the mecha bending so it's huge palm held out the choker to him... A fire seeming to be alive within the beautiful gold

[Light]

He takes the necklace from the mecha's hand, Iooking over it for a moment before holding it around his neck, "Go to the east wing and make sure no stray missiles hit the gardens." He gives her a stubborn look, waiting for her answer.

[CrimsonMoon]

Xena stares at him then nods, the mecha closing once again before taking off the a bang.

The metal pulses warmly in his hand... It was alive...

[Light]

He faces the army, finalizing the action with the click of the clasp around his neck. He lurches forward instantly, his mouth opening in a loud, pained howl. The air around him sizzled, steam rising up from the area as gold plates started forming around the area, a tall mecha standing up from a kneeling position.

[CrimsonMoon]

The white mecha spins in time to see its master transform, a mechanical roar of triumph ehoing from the beastly white mech

[Light]

It raises its gold fists into the air before his hands stop to on side, making the slow motion of drawing a sword. Slowly, one arm angles up as if sliding a blade out, fire spiraling in the invisible sheathe. The mecha swings in a wide, horizontal slash, cutting down the enemies in front of him and behind them.

[CrimsonMoon]

The elegant mecha above stares down at him... Though in Kido's mond, Xena whispers," Welcome home, My King."

[Light]

The gold mecha lurches forward, while inside, Kibo was adjusting to the new extreme heat that burned all around him like a cocoon. The mecha breaks out into a sprint with another violent swing, the vibrant reds and yellows like the burning dawn that was setting on the battlefield... The rain had stopped, the clouds cleared to the reddest sky, the moon in the background blending with the scorching color.

[CrimsonMoon]

Eventually, the white mecha raises its palms toward the enemies(minus retreating ones) and begins firing bolts of white energy...

[Light]

The burning begins to cool, and his movements slow as the enemies grew fewer and fewer. Finally it fell back on its knees with a tired screech of metal, its hands pressing down onto the earth. "Xena..." a tired voice calls in her mind. "How many... left?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" None, my king," she answers," All are retreating.. Well done!"

[Light]

The gold head tilts up for a moment to look at the soldiers that had managed to escape, the gold plates slowly receding, "Good... Good... The castle looks safe as well..."

[CrimsonMoon]

" The first time is the hardest... Don't worr King," the white mecha lands lightly in front of the gold one

[Light]

"Hard?" He breathes out, and the armor disappears finally with him on the ground, "I feel like I'm still burning," he says, this time out loud instead of in her head.

[CrimsonMoon]

The arm folds away from her, Xena crouching on her knees inf ront of him. Her blue hair tickling his hair from the scorching winds as she presses a cool hand against his forehead," Don't worry, my king... It will fade."