Blade

Blade felt the other man's punch back at him and he grinned. Feeling the rush of fighting was like nothing else he had ever loved. He immidiately swung back, but this time he also deliver an uppercut to the man as well. He felt blood in the corner of his lip and he licked it off, sickening grin still plastered on his face. He was going to bash this guys head in.

"You are nothing. Maybe afterwards I'll kill your little girlfriend, that sounds fun. Maybe I'll make her kill herself, or I'll bash her head against a wall until she's not even recognizable. That sounds really fun. But only after I tell her of how a great and mighty hero you were when you died, or actually... I'll just tell her the truth of how I beat you and you couldn't even fight back." He laughed after that, very real and sickening laughter. He loved taunting this man.

Jericho breathed deeply through his teeth, trying not to let anger get the better of him after what Blade said to him. Oh yeah, this guy deserves everything I got for him. He stepped back to feel his jaw after the uppercut, feigning pain so that Blade didn't know about his pain receptors being fried. I have to make him think I'm hurting when I'm really not. He may lower his guard when he thinks he won. Taking a moment to think, Jericho sidestepped to his right before delivering a right hook, hoping to hit Blade's ear before coming with a left straight to his stomach hoping to double him over before applying some kind of hold to cripple Blade.

Levushka

Lev was in a deep sleep, woken up when he felt someone touch him. Opening his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling above him, and he slowly sits up. He turns his head, examining the room, and then the Ibex soldier who was terrified that he suddenly woke up. Levushka climbs out of bed, placing both hands behind his back, oddly calm for being back in Ibex. The guard takes a few steps back, giving the archangel some space. Lev doesn't bother to acknowledge his existence, walking over to the wall, and presses his ear against it. "Cero? Is that you?" He says in a calm voice, as he knows that anger won't get him anywhere. "I see that we're back at Ibex. Here I thought I would wake up to something nice." Sarcasm in his voice, leaning against the wall now.

Jericho kept calm despite what Blade said, and eyed up the arm used to prevent the chokehold. In an instant, Jericho grabbed the arm and pinned it back with one of his own. He used the other arm to lift himself up against Blade and grabbed the exposed arm with the second arm, locking in a Kimura and wrenching back hard, hoping to break his arm and/or shoulder. This time around, Jericho wrapped his legs around Blade's body for extra security but he couldn't quite flip him over, so there was still a chance for him to escape. Thank goodness for all that time watching the UFC! Hopefully I'll find something that works.

Malaki: Mentions: Dr. Volks, Glory (ind), and Ibex

When Malaki woke back up, he was back inside his cell, with his right arm completely taped up from the burns inflicted by Glory during the fight. I really used my Primal Fear on her when we were forced to fight. What have I done? As Malaki put his hands to cover his face, a familar voice came back around. "You did what had to be done Malaki; you defended yourself against her. She was willing to set you on fire when you were in your werewolf form, which would no doubt cause you to die, so in my own opinion, you showed mercy to her when you didn't knock her lights out before you used Primal Fear." Benny commented, making Malaki feel even worse. "That doesn't excuse what I've done to her Benny. I may not have inflicted physical wounds, but I'm afraid I may have scarred her mentally with that last time. And... God, what if she had a family that was also locked up in here? And she returned to them messed up all thanks to me? I don't think I could ever forgive myself..." Malaki sulked on his bed as he stared at the wall, but Benny was having none of it. "Listen, bub, as long as you're stuck in this hellhole, you need to listen to that damned doctor and do whatever they said, unless you want to risk having them throw you into solitary confiment yet again." That made Malaki snap back to attention, shuddering at the mere thought of being damned to solitary confinement yet again. He... he's right. I need to do whatever they want me to do so I can survive in here.

Sephtis

Sephtis was making his way down the halls, a bunch of children following behind him. As for the babies that can't work, he placed two in one of those double strollers, and carrying a baby in some sort of vest. Hey, he doesn't like kids, but having the chance to do personal tests on them sounded great. The 7 year olds were following behind him, Sephtis looking back to make sure they were behaving. Stopping outside Ava's cell, he uses a key card he borrowed and steps into the room with the kids following behind him. Ahyma's baby in the baby carrier that's around his chest, and the man smiles. "Hello, daughter of Nakao. Eager to see your niece?" He gives a tilt of his head, then glares at the kids that are waiting outside the room. Stroking the back of the baby's head, the child cooing as he does so. "You're a very beautiful woman, Ava. Let's see how pissed your father would be if I started to date you?"

Cerviel

Cerviel was left alone in the arena, confused to why he's here. A couple of Ibex soldiers told him that Sephtis wanted to meet him, and so he blindly went to find the man. Only for him to be tricked into entering the arena, he looks around the area to get a better look. A frown heavy on his face, debating if he should leave or not.