Fiery combat!

"Awww." Index pouts as she floats off of Touma, both of them now focused on her. "You had to chase me here and ruin the mood. I'd thought I'd lost you two... somehow..." She pondered as Touma finished pulling up his pants. "IS NOW REALLY THE TIME FOR THAT!?" Touma shouts in frustration. "And who are you!? What do you want with Index?!" He turned his attention to the redheaded assailant, moving between himself and Index.

The exceptionally tall magician, Stiyl Magnus, looked between the two of them, brain struggling to process what had happened. "Sorry, but no! What did you do to Index!?" He looked exceptionally angry. "You know what? Fuck this. I am Fortis931! KENAZ!" He intoned, a rune of flames emerging from his hand. "PURISAZ NAUPIZ GEBO!" A pair of flaming swords emerged- a red one in his right one and a bluish white one in his left - before he slashed with the two of them, a cross of flames rushing forward into the apartment. He wondered, briefly, if he overdid it - he could have destroyed Index with that, after all. To his utter astonishment, a distorted shattering sound was created after a second, his wave of flames dispersing as the kid stood there, right hand up as he kept moving towards him.

"Man, what happened just now?" Touma said with a determined, almost manic grin on his face. "To save Index and destroy that 'Church', I guess only my right hand has the power to do so." Stiyl stepped back as his swords dissipated from having completed the spell. "Even if it's flame, or whatever, it's just a supernatural ability!!!" Touma Then proceeded to punch the magician out of the room onto the balcony.

Index watched this exchange with interest, in spite of the danger Touma had found himself in. She may have been a target for the magicians, but was this mage expressing... concern for her? Wait, she should really be more concerned for her Master! The redheaded mage had just summoned the great fire golem Innocentus, and it had just reformed after his Imagine Breaker destroyed it! He needed more information! "Runes!" She shouted over to him. "It's a sorcery language used by the Galman tribe in the second century - the roots of English Magic! Attacking Innocentus is useless - the runes he planted around this place allow it to revive infinitely! It's like-" she was about to use a metaphor involving the moons reflection on the water, but her Master had just been knocked off the balcony to the ground below.

"Now then, what the heck happened to you..." Stiyl's focus had returned to Index now, Innocentus leaving after he re-entered the apartment. Index knew she was in trouble - of Stiyl got his hands on the lamp, he'd be her new master. And even if she wouldn't care after the fact, right now she cared a lot! Especially since her Master was still alive, she could tell! As such, she did the only thing she could think of without orders - when the mage got close enough, she got as far as she could from the lamp and started biting.

Meanwhile, on a lower floor... "CRAP! I was really gonna die there!!!" Touma panted out. He had actually managed to avoid a fatal blow at the right instant and made a retreat down the side of the building. looking around, he suddenly noticed a large amount of paper had been taped to the walls and floor of the apartment building. "Is this what index was talking about?" He asked as he peeled one off. "It's a photocopy! It can work with this?" It definitely seemed like a less than magical way to use magic. Is he supposed to tear all of them up? There's thousands of them!

Suddenly, he heard a familiar sound as flames started forming behind him. Innocentus had found him. "SUCH MISFORTUNE!" He shouted as he fled down the stairs, managing to make it outside the building. Looking back, he saw the fiery monster staring at him from the third floor balcony. He sighed in relief. "I see, only my place was stuck with those things..." He saw a public phone (odd that a place this advanced still had those) and was about to call public security when he stopped. He remembered something index had said to him when she had left his place. 'Will you follow me to the depths of hell?'

"You're joking, right?" He mused to himself as he hung up the phone. "Who would follow someone they just met into hell? Damn it!" He shouted as he punched the phone in frustration. "...In that case, I'll just have to pull her out of that hell..."

"HEY! I'm trying to protect you!" Stiyl kept shouting as Index kept biting the veritable giant of a mage as he got closer to the lamp. Dang it, why was she always so stubborn... Suddenly, water was falling on both of them. "What!? I made precise calculations so Innocentus wouldn't trigger the alarm systems... this is pissing me off..." He managed to throw Index off as he headed back to the balcony, out of her reach. Just as he got there, he saw Touma walking back up the stairs. "Yo." The cocky student said with a wave. "Dude, you're pretty troublesome, eh? If it wasn't for these photocopies, you'd have no chance of winning."

After a few moments, Stiyl realized what this guy's plan was. He burst out laughing. "AHAHAHA! What are you talking about!? HAHAHA!" He looked at the naive dumbass with a knowing confidence. "Do you think the sprinklers could put out a 3000 C flame!? Besides, photocopies aren't toilet paper. They don't break so easily after getting hit by water! INNOCENTUS!" He called, the witch-burning golem appearing behind Touma, already moving to strike him down. Suddenly, the fire giant began disintegrating before it reached him. "Inno...cent...us?"

"Even if the paper's not destroyed, the ink will be washed off, right?" Touma said as he stepped towards him, the mage calling for the fire golem repeatedly. Imagine Breaker, he thought as he pulled back his right hand. Pretty useless in a fistfight, fails all the Esper tests and not a popular skill. Still, this right hand is pretty useful. Cause he can FINISH THIS BASTARD WITH ALL OF HIS STRENGTH!!! His first slammed into the unprepared mage, knocking him **** to the floor!