Final Fantasy XI: The Fantasy World

Tela looked at Vash. "Shhh. I'm sorry for everythig." she whispered.

"No, IM sorry" muttered back Vash. Knives looked at the situation of the battle. It was 50-50 and nobody seemed to be winning.

Tela cradled Vash. "Are you happy, Altar?" she asked.

"Yes, but now..." said Altar as ten guards surrounded them.

Culnamo's eyes widend. "You said you would let him go."

Tela watched. She knew that Altar would probably recast the spell on Culnamo.

"I did, but know I will kill you..." answered Alar. KNives looked around to find Tela and the others surrounded by guards. Knives ran up to a capitan. "Send some soldiers to help Tela, Vash, and Culamo" said Knives. The capitan did so, and soon there were a dozen of angels fighting the guards which surrounded Tela and the others.

Tela held out her had summoing her sword which flew to her hand. Grabbing the hilt she readied to fight Altar. "Try me."

Altar laughed as he took out his own sword. "Your no match for me!" he said.

Culamo kept Vash safe as Tela went to face Altar.

Tela advanced but kept a defensive position.

Altar striked at Tela.

Tela blocked it easily. he was toying with her ad she knew it.

Altar sended a fireball at her to distract her, and then furiously striked her again.

Tela fell backwards. When he striked again her eyes glowed blue and he was knocked back long enough for her to retrieve her sword.

Altar quickly stode up and furiousl striked Tela again.

Tela blocked. Something about her scared her mother and father. They had never seen her like this.

Altar took another furious strike at Tela.

Tela's sword flew out her hand ad spinning sideways because of Altar's attack killed two of his me. Tela growled. She would have summoed her sword back if it was't currently stuck i the stone wall.

Vash was in no condition to fight, but he stretched his hand to the sword and took it out of the stone wall using all his strength, he threw it over to Tela.

Tela caught it thanking him she then attacked Altar fiercelessly. She was pissed and her blows matched his.

Altar defended himself until he triped on a rock, and his sword fell out of his hand.