The Punishment [Challenge Battle]

As the Titan moved through out the city it could be heard screaming smashing things apart in its wake as it carried the gates of hell for its crimes against the living. The souls of evil monsters constantly flew out of it causing havoc throughout the land leaving the area void of human life and full of demons, hungry and waiting for fresh blood. On a challenge the God known as Craven and the God known as Might decided to put two teams against each other in hopes that they would be able to close the gates after being given the gift of a Devil's soul. The only way to do that was to sit and wait at the gates of Hell long enough to receive such a reward... that and put on a display of great power and knowledge. The titan had no intention of allowing this madness to take place, as he was tortured by the demons long enough and aimed to put an end to the gates one and for all.

Valentine wobbles around for just a moment as the Titan moved, he was not used to being on moving ground and his legs shook as his mind focused and got used to the feeling. He reached out one hand and tapped his partner, making sure the energy transfers over to her. "You." He mutters blankly not sure how to express the way he felt even with the communication adaptation due to the apple, his emotions were completely none existent as he looks at his challengers, their breathing sent Valentine into predatory mode, he hunched low to the ground taking long slow breaths as he begins stepping in a very controlled and smooth zigzag motion towards his enemies no longer worried about holding the position of the gate.

"Hmph, very well. I shall take the point." Azkatah was clearly agitated. The ground moving beneath her not fazing her as much as it did Valentine, she stood with arms crossed and a sour expression on her face.  Upon recieving the transfer of energy from Valentine, Azkatah walks forward, letting an arm drop to her side, while raising one close to her face, her claws on full display. " I'm in a very foul mood after being dragged away from my slumber to this hellish landscape. I hope you two dont mind indulging my selfish desire to vent some rage." With that, Azkatah begins her approach to her opponents. So which gladiator will be first to step forward?

Legion laughed as it looked around. It took a deep breath relishing in the Greed in his teammates eyes and the Wrath in his opponents. It knew they were trouble and that this wasn't going to be as easy as a few other fights it'd been in. "We'll keep the power for now," it said to Rubic. It unclipped its chakram, twisting one around his finger before holding it still. It walked foward proud yet cautious. Normally it'd be more than willing to make the first move, but with the way these two worked, caution was necessary. "Let's have fun!" It shouted chuckling as it got into a defensive stance.