Another Midnight (( for jasonlyw and mayb Marlow))

'Obviously,' Shana agreed with Christian's comment.
Shana was getting tired soon, she was going to let the flames burn for a while longer, then explode them with the help of the Hanabi inside.
'Had enough, Oni-chan? I'm gonna reach my limit soon.' Shana muttered as she creaked her neck. Her eyes widened with insanity, and she started giggling.
Shana snapped her fingers, and blew up all the Hanabi hiding in the flames.

The Hanabi hiding among the flames blew up with a small explosion equivalent to that of
20 litres of gasoline and a match. The blaze swallowed up Christian, and a corona of heat
spread out through the heart of London. In the papers tomorrow it would state that it was
a miracle the mysterious explosion had not taken any lives.

From the inferno, Christian stepped out, smoking dark matter all over his body, along with
the still smouldering ashes on him. Parts of him was missing entirely, and his right arm had
blown entirely off.

"What a blast." Christian's echoing voice came from nowhere, seeing there was no apparent
mouth on his face, making things borderline freaky. "Well, since you're reaching your limit you
should stop here. I can't regenerate indefinitely either." Christian drawled as parts of his body
reformed itself, flesh knitting together where it was burnt off.

'Awww...' the sadistic Shana grumbled. Her eyes returned back to normal, and Shana had returned to her little girly personality, hiding the inner sadist inside.
'Well, I have to agree with you, oni-chan, you look funny with parts of you missing.' Shana giggled tiredly, in a normal way, unlike how she giggled earlier.
'That was a nice sparring session, considering that we weren't badly injured and that the whole area here is now black or in pieces.' Shana commented on their fight as she sat down and rested under a tree, and watched the dark sky.

"RRrrright." Chris dragged out the word, brushing a hand through his hair. It had been a long night...

"So now you're spent, you'll let me pass easy, won't you? And you swear not to touch those Exorcists?"

Christian looked to east. "Dawn's breaking. Gotta run."

With a sad smile, he waved goodbye to the Noah of Pain.

((I'll assume you agreed))

******
It was 7 when Chris reached the small inn he was putting up at for the night. He breathed a sigh of relief
to see that neither COle nor Sira had awakened. Smiling a little, he covered the sleeping duo with blankets
and slumped down upon the door. Hell, they deserved that at least, having gone through hell...only to be put
into another one soon.

Soon...Christian watched Cole and Sira sleeping peacefully, his eyelids growing heavier. Soon...With a ghost
of a smile on his face, Chris' mind wandered off into his nightmares yet again...