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Bern:
William

"You may."

The dark hands gently put the guns and rested before the Elven princess as if saying that it was her turn to examine if she so required. The darkness had itself as solid yet it had no mass somehow, it was like a blob of dark solidified air.

"Shaping an element like this is an intermediate level technique in my world, true masters can become one with it."  Then he suddenly pulled back and reached out for the empty air.

Crack.

The air, no the world itself cracked spreading from the point where William had put his hand.

"Come forth oh blackest devourer of the void! Heed my call and lay ruin to all those who stand in my way! We shall be the ones who destroy the world and make it anew. Come forth BLACK DOOM!"

It came as he requested from the crack in space, a beautiful sword with glowing runes written in a long forgotten language from a forbidden era. It hummed with the chords of power, telling a tale no one could hear.

Then it fell into his hands, his real hands like it was the most natural thing to happen.

"I believe you said you could handle swords my lady, would you like to test your mettle against mine, My apologies for the terrible state my blade is in, I haven't had the time to maintain it recently."

SINIB:
Eruraviel

Eruraviel chuckled. "It feels a little bit odd to be underestimated like this, Will. Just because they're not my preferred mode of combat doesn't mean I can't keep up with your skills."

Her shadow picked up all the guns and carefully stacked them back on the counter. Meanwhile, Eruraviel reached into her chest and removed a long blade which shimmered with the inky darkness of the deepest seas. The small elvish woman looked up at the dark man with twinkling eyes.

"I'd like to have the first dance, my prince."

Ives

The bartender climbed atop the bar, holding a shotgun in his hands. "Knock it off! You're distrupting bussiness! If you want to talk about how impressive your mystical doohickies are or play with your swords, take it outside! If you want to play with my guns, quit yer yappin and head to the range!"

The deafening cheers of annoyed patrons followed his demand, each and every one of them reaching for their handguns.

Bern:
William

"Oh you mean these guns?"

The dark mage said as he turned around and waved his weapon at the owner, it wasn't a sword though, no in his other hand was an awfully familiar shotgun, a shotgun that was now missing from Ives' hands.

CLANG.

William's boot came down and made a metallic sound as it hit a pile of guns..... It was all of the guns that the patrons had been reaching for. All of their weapons with the exception of no one were missing from the person and had somehow ended up by his feet.

"It's quite the collection you have you here but as nice as it is, I don't think your Goddess would take kindly to you shooting tourists for being too loud in your shop."

SINIB:
The Crowd

The jeering immediately stopped, replaced by an uncomfortable silence. Everybody looked at one another in astonishment. What had happened? Nobody could quite figure it out, except for the possibility that this man was just that much more powerful than them.

It was an absolutely terrifying thought.

Eruraviel

Eru reveled in their discomfort with her date's show of force. Her loins tightened at the display of dominance-it was perfect, everything she'd wanted him to do. She'd been about to do it herself, but he'd beaten her to the punch!

She burst out laughing. "Kyahahaha~" Her ears bounced with mirthful joy. "Will-don't cheat like that against me-I won't be able to keep up."

Bern:
William

"This is a natural part of my style!"

Then the wind blew and the two of them were out, William yeeting Eru with him out the door faster than you could blink. Now he was in front of her, with only his sword since he had left all the guns behind.

"Are you saying a refined princess like yourself require a handicap?"

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