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    Itori
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    Post by Itori 21st March 2021, 1:08 pm

    Itori's expression became a bit chillier as she heard what Luna said to Imai. she didn't know whether the fae was trying to keep it a secret or not, but even with her ears hidden Itori wasn't so easily kept in the dark. While she understood that Luna wasn't happy with Imai's attempts to get Mai to fight the Pergrande soldiers she couldn't ignore the fact that Luna was acting like Mai was a normal child... which was rather unreasonable given that Imai was the one who constantly was in danger of being attacked by the immature god slayer. However this problem wasn't something that could be resolved with a single speech or conversation: the problems surrounding Luna, Mai and Imai would most likely be a long-term project, linked to Mai's growth and development.

    For now they didn't have the luxury for that. The enemy was coming their way and while Pergrande might be adamantly opposed to magic they had their own way of being a realistic thread. Instead Itori just looked at Luna and calmly stated "We shall talk about this at a later occasion." The tenko would rather not interfere with Luna's attempts at raising Mai properly but she couldn't just ignore the possibility that Imai would act as a scapegoat for both Luna and Mai.

    But now, for the enemy...

    Nenet was holding on, her flesh reforming as quickly as it was torn apart, but she couldn't do much in this position other than hope the soldiers would run out of bullets sooner rather than later. Her own regenerative abilities combined with Itori's spirit shrine meant that she wasn't in life-threatening danger, but she couldn't keep this up forever. Eventually the damage would build to the point that she couldn't just walk it off...

    Fortunately Luna intervened before it came to that point. Erecting a barrier that effectively blocked the bullets Nenet took a deep breath as her flesh began to knit itself back together. "Phoey. Thanks for that." She gave Luna a grin even as blood covered most of her front. "A bit too much for me to just shrug off, eh?" For someone who'd just been getting shredded she was in remarkably good shape. Her expression went from a pained grin to a confused look when Luna said something about making Itori hate her, followed by a giant dragon appearing from the clouds above to start recklessly attacking the enemy ranks. "...Does Ito know him?" She couldn't immediately see why Itori would have objections to that dragon's presence as long as he was on their side. It wasn't like the tenko was known to have an irrational hatred for dragons or anything.

    She took the offered fruit without question and immediately ate it, swallowing it quickly. "Thanks. Could use more salt though." The quip was followed by a rather disbelieving stare as apparently the fairy wanted to use some sort of spirit beetle to remove the bullets embedded into the phoenix's flesh. "Ho-kay...." Truthfully Nenet was pretty sure that she would have regenerated without the help, but she just took a breath and grinned again. "Good thing you're not using this on any of the others. They might be a bit more squeamish about it." Sitting still she resisted the urge to scratch herself as the beetles wriggled around in her flesh, pulling out the bullets and then merging with the phoenix's body. She shifted her weight, grimacing and squirming. Unpleasant wasn't the right word... Uncomfortable? Well, it wasn't like you often had the opportunity to feel beetles burrowing inside your flesh when they weren't eating you alive.

    "Right." Standing up Nenet stretched, her wounds closing the rest of the way as she looked at Luna. "Time for me to get back to work beating some guys up. You'll probably want to hang back, since you're-" She didn't get the opportunity to finish, as at that point the barrier that Luna had put up was destroyed by a barrage of projectiles. Not bullets, but flying swords, knives and firearms. Nenet was thrown backwards, barely catching herself before planting against the ground with her face. Spreading her wings to keep her balance she looked at the paladin who strode through the destroyed barrier, a whirlwind of weapons surrounding him. "Hey! Asshole! I wasn't finished!"

    The paladin didn't bother to reply to that, instead sending a stream of knives flying at Luna before charging Nenet with such speed that the phoenix could barely roll out of the way. What she couldn't dodge was several swords ripping through her wings, keeping her from escaping into the skies even as she snarled in anger and pain. "Argh!"

    Her latest adversary didn't give her time to recover, coming to a stop and retrieving the swords used to destroy Nenet's wings to surround the phoenix with them. Nenet gritted her teeth as she took the small time window she had to observe the man. She could only see the lower half of his face but he looked serious, if maybe a bit bored. Was he expecting more fight from her? She'd like to give it, but she could feel something... This man was bad news.

    The swords all struck at once, Nenet diving forward and rolling underneath them. She could feel the metal grazing her but thankfully none of them managed to actually injure her. Her wings, on the other hand, wouldn't heal so easily. The paladin wasn't going to give her the opportunity to rest and restore them either. "Nothing for it then!" Nenet's entire body burst into flames, a multi-coloured flare that bathed her surroundings in a lightshow even as she charged the paladin and swiped at him with both hands, one after the other. The paladin dodged the first strike and caught the second, the flames surrounding Nenet's hand disappearing upon coming into contact with the soldier's armour.

    "Bastard!" Nenet snarled as she didn't wait to see what the paladin would do next. He wasn't letting go of her hand and he'd probably use his telekinesis or whatever to attack her with the weapons he'd accumulated. Did these guys hang back so they'd be able to use the weapons left behind by their fallen allies?

    Spinning Nenet lashed out with her clawed feet, kicking the paladin's legs out from under him. At least, that's what she'd been planning, but the paladin jumped up and avoided her sweeping kick. For a moment it looked like Nenet would get skewered before she could do anything else, but the phoenix let out a roar as she grabbed the paladin's arm, the one which was keeping a firm grip on her hand, and turned the momentum of her kick into an over the shoulder throw which smashed the paladin's front against the ground. The impact was enough for him to let go, Nenet quickly jumping backwards while the flames covering her body crept down her arms to envelop her hands once more.

    "This... isn't good." Nenet panted. Even as she spoke the paladin pushed himself up using his psychic abilities, his entire body leaving the ground before he landed on his feet. The dust and dirt that was stuck to his outfit also fell off all on its own, and before the female phoenix could charge in he was once again surrounded by a spinning mass of weapons.


    Itori listened to the world around her, keeping track of everything that had happened so far. Bellum's forces hadn't fared so well in the beginning, but her shrine had helped keep them from immediately succumbing to Pergrande's assault. Some of them were fighting back as well, so she and her companions from Sabertooth weren't taking care of this all alone. Although they were struggling with the anti-magic equipment that the higher ranked Pergrande soldiers were using... It took far too many soldiers from Bellum to keep up with the ones who had managed to unlock their psychokinetic powers. Curious, but also very troubling: such abilities weren't easily developed. For Pergrande to have integrated them into their military they must have developed some grueling training methods.

    But what wasn't the highest priority. The safety of Sabertooth's members came first. Mai, despite Luna's best wishes, was joining the fight and doing a pretty good job even if her true potential was still limited by her immaturity. She seemed more angry than actually serious, which was... both good and bad. Imai was also doing his part, even using his crossbow to deal with those soldiers who had a high resistance to magical attacks. But there wasn't something wrong... He hadn't managed to avoid being hit entirely, but rather than being healed by her spirit shrine his body was becoming... translucent. A malfunction? She didn't know, and honestly she didn't have the time to find out. Danger was quickly approaching and she couldn't afford to act as a bystander.

    "Seiki o Kiyomeru"

    A soft silver light with a blue tint would envelop Imai, washing over his wounds and at the same time seeping into him. Itori's Purify Spirit spell was meant to remove any irregularities in both body and soul, leaving the target in a cleansed state. However she wasn't entirely sure how this would interact with whatever was going on with Imai. The only thing she was certain of was that it was almost impossible for this to do any harm to Imai: at worst it should do nothing at all.

    She would have been a bit more thoughtful about this act, but she didn't have the time. Even as she casted the spell someone was quickly approaching her position, and in the process striking down Bellum soldiers left and right. Breaking her steady walk Itori entered a sprint instead, dashing over the battlefield at surprising speed as she closed in on one of the six paladins who were wreaking havoc now that the infantry had been almost completely decimated. Unfortunately, their supernatural abilities made these paladins more of a threat than all of those gun-wielding soldiers combined.

    Itori didn't like violence. In fact she'd rather avoid it at every opportunity. If she were any younger she'd most likely have been like Gaia, tearing apart on the inside because of what she was forced to do here. But she had lived a long times and seen many things: she'd been forced to accept violence as a part of reality long ago, even if to this day she truly disliked it. Truthfully she hoped that Gaia would never learn to accept it like she did, since that would mean the younger mage was never exposed to as much violence and bloodshed as the ancient tenko had.

    But right now the nine-tailed spirit fox would have to cut down those who threatened to harm innocents and her companions. Cut them down, and then move on with her life. Not that she had much choice in the latter.

    The paladin locked onto Itori once the armoured fox came into the woman's line of sight. Around the elite warrior from Pergrande many soldiers from Bellum were strewn about. From the looks of it this woman aimed to kill. Itori would have to deal with this quickly before the souls of the slain went out of her reach. Retrieving departed souls was more of a hassle than it was worth, especially since it came with some risks and downsides...

    Drawing her sword Itori delivered a diagonal slash at the paladin, in one step closing the distance as her blade left behind a white arc. The paladin blocked the strike with one of the swords she had stolen from a Bellum knight, sparks flying before Itori was pushed backwards. While Itori was healthy, fit and swift, her opponent's psychokinetic abilities were stronger than the tenko's physical strength. She'd have to avoid direct hits, because even if her sword didn't break Itori herself would have trouble withstanding the blow.

    Keeping her sword drawn Itori halted for a moment, studying the paladin. She was completely covered in a metal that was making the magic around her behave... oddly. Or perhaps disturbingly was the better word: any mana that touched those metal plates and the metal cloth warped and was almost completely destroyed, even the background mana that filled the world of Earthland. Magic would be useless against that: all Itori had was her sword and her armour. It was probably a good thing she was the one standing here, and not someone like Gaia who was more of a traditional spellcaster when it came to combat. But that didn't mean this would be easy for Itori either.

    A rain of bullets came down upon Itori, fired from guns the paladin had lifted from Pergrande infantry who no longer needed them. She did so with alarming precision, aiming all those guns without line of sight and even reloading them with high speed and efficiency. Whoever this woman was, she'd been thoroughly trained in maximizing the usefulness of whatever she could find on the battlefield. Itori responded by stabbing the ground with her sword, an ethereal barrier forming around her that blocked the bullets while Itori ran towards the paladin once more. The paladin in turn lashed out with a sword she was wielding with her hands. Sensing that same disturbance Itori brought up her sword rather than relying on her barrier, one hand supporting the back of the blade. The paladin's sword tore through the tenko's barrier without resistance: that must have belonged to one of the higher tiered Pergrande soldiers. Itori narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth as the paladin's sword threatened to knock her off balance. Angling her own sword she deflected the strike rather than receiving the full brunt. The paladin recovered too quickly for Itori to use the opening.

    The female paladin stepped back, using the airborne guns to keep Itori from advancing. With her barrier destroyed the nine-tailed swordswoman had to spend her time evading, swerving to the side and circling around the paladin. Now that Itori was no longer in melee range the paladin's aim improved. Itori now also had to deal with several guns shooting where her adversary anticipated that she would move next. Worse, aside from the bullet four swords were now also dancing around her. They lashed out alone or two at once. They forced Itori towards where the bullets came to meet her. She used her own white sword to knock them out of the way. She rolled under the hailed of bullets. The paladin had both hands raised, fully focused on trapping Itori in a closing web of flying steel and oblivium.

    A flash. A sound of metal meeting metal. The paladin who had been bombarding Itori looked around. Behind her another paladin was blocking Itori's blade. The red-armoured fox had used an illusion to make her opponent think she was trapped. Unfortunately just as she was about to impale the woman from behind another paladin had noticed the trick and stepped in. Now Itori was back where she started. Except now there were two paladins.

    The second paladin pushed forward, wielding two swords which each would require a normal man to use two hands to wield them. Itori moved back, deflecting the strikes carefully. However she didn't have much time to act with care. The first paladin was resuming her barrage. One paladin engaging her from up close, the other attacking her from all sides with whatever weapons and objects were available. She had to break out of this situation fast. She'd already received several hits at this point, wounds that refused to heal as the cursed oblivium these Pergrande soldiers wielded interfered with healing magic. Only her armour, which was almost completely physical in nature, had prevented worse wounds. But even that couldn't hold up forever.

    A low slash forced her to jump back. A burst of bullets made her roll to the side. The male paladin's second overhand strike made her scramble to block. Her sword came up in time but the force behind the attack knocked it aside as the paladin's blade went through her arm. A sharp gasp escaped Itori's throat even as several more flying blades dug into her back. For a moment she stood there hunched over, motionless. Then she disappeared into a burst of silver light. The female paladin turned around. The male paladin kept his swords up, wary for any surprise attacks. Itori appeared behind the female paladin, sword at the ready. Before she could strike she was riddled with bullets. Her body dropped lifelessly to the ground.

    Turning around the female paladin saw Itori's body... and her male counterpart, headless. He stood there with weapon extended, striking at something behind him but hitting nothing but air even as his own head had been severed from his shoulders. The female paladin looked around for their enemy, ready to unleash a full barrage at the first sign of Itori's reappearance.

    Instead Itori's body suddenly jumped up, still filled with holes and with her arm missing as she drove her white blade through the paladin's chest, impaling her heart. The elite warrior from Pergrande gasped, shuddered, tried to focus on Itori, but before she could do anything else her life left her body, pulled into Itori's sword. Those cut by the tenko's blade would have the fate of their very being decided by her.

    Standing up straight Itori breathed slowly, her cut off arm still bleeding as she looked around. No other enemies were paying attention to her: the other paladins most likely had trusted their two fellow elite soldiers to be up to the task. And, truth be told, they very much had been if Itori hadn't been just a bit trickier than they expected in the end. Healing her wounds would take some time, and along with her helmet good chunks of her armour had been ripped off. And the chest piece now had a lot of holes in the back.

    What had happened was that immediately after her arm had been cut off Itori had used her magic to disappear and reappear several meters further back, in the process weaving an illusion. This illusion would both turn her invisible and create the Itori which had tried to strike the female paladin before being perforated by a hail of bullets. The real Itori, meanwhile, had used her spirit fox magic to give her real body some ghostly attributes, such as a tendency to ignore the bounds of gravity. Jumping up into the air she'd sailed over the male paladin's head and then sliced his head off from behind. While the paladin had been cautious enough to notice that she was behind him he had thought of her as being on ground level instead of floating in the air, and by the time he realized his mistake Itori's blade had already found its mark.

    After that she'd rolled into the position where her fake body had lain, dispelling the illusion and turning her roll into an upwards strike that successfully killed the female paladin. By first creating a fake version of herself and then matching her position with that of her fake self she'd completely confused her final adversary, unable to tell where the real Itori was.

    The plan had worked, but it had been a gamble, reliant on the ignorance of Pergrande. They relied on psychokinesis and advanced technology to compensate for their lack of magic abilities and knowledge, but that didn't mean the lack of magic wasn't still there. They might be heavily resistant towards direct magical attacks, but magical trickery... That wasn't something they could easily counter.

    Itori would have liked to take a break, but she had one more thing to do. Within her blade dwelled the essence of the two paladins, powerful individuals whose spirits contained a lot of power. Even more power than expected, augmented by their psychokinetic abilities. Holding her sword vertically in front of her Itori focused, draining the energy from those two souls and using that energy to reach out to the fallen Bellum soldiers around her. The fight had lasted longer than Itori had hoped due to the interference of the second paladin, but the bonds that tied body and soul together were still there. Strengthening those bonds with the power she'd siphoned from the paladins' souls she pulled the souls back, reintegrating them with their bodies even as those bodies were healed of fatal injuries.

    Standing there silently Itori would be surrounded by an eerie glow as all around her Bellum soldiers would slowly begin to stir, life returning to their cold bodies as one by one they groaned and slowly pushed themselves up, either sitting or weakly standing as they looked around in confusion.

    When Itori said that she wouldn't let anyone die on this mission, she was being serious.

    WC: 3,476
    PWC: 7,813/4,000
    TWC: 22,716/20,000

    Imperial Army Recruit (weak) 0/30
    Imperial Army Officer (normal) 0/48
    Imperial Guard (strong) 2/10
    Imperial Paladin - Private (boss) 4/6

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    Post by Luceam 25th March 2021, 6:19 am

    Luna was glad to see that the phoenix making a fast recovery in the midst of the battlefield. In truth Luna was worried that the Phoenix would die and during rebirth be left in a vulnerable state like turning back into an egg or similar defenseless form. However luckily enough there was enough time for the Phoenix to be restored for now. However as luck would have it, the small barricade would not be able to last long on the battlefield. As Nenet was finally restored and ready to go onto the battlefield, Luna could hear the sound of the barricade breaking before she could feel a barrage of stinging in her back as she was sent flying forward, an intense pain burst throughout her body as the Oblivium plated blades plunged into her backside, narrowly missing any vital organs but a sword did pierce the left side of her abdomen.

    Luna ended up landing on the ground face first, the pain writhing throughout her body as she could feel an intense burning sensation as well as a cold, damp, liquid coat her back as suddenly the feeling of pain had disappeared before returning intensively. Luna could feel her senses fade in and out in a disorienting figure as her thoughts began groggy. "What is this liquid... feels familiar... blood? Why am I covered in blood- right, battlefield, Nenet..." Luna tried to force herself to remain conscious as she got a glimpse of the scene where Nenet fought against the telekinetic paladin. Looking down she would only see her blood start to pool around her but the normal sparkle from her mediocris lacrimis was dying out. Instinctively Luna reached out for her nature fae healing powers, but they were unresponsive. "Fae Silver poisoning... great." Luna thought as her mind was bouncing between lucid and hazy from the pain and blood loss, till she remembers that whatever impaled her was from Pergrande, and Fae Silver could only be found in Seven. Luna sound recalled that the podcast she was listening to earlier, regarding the Pergrande army and their typical layout. Their armor and weapons featured a rare material that had a similar effect to Fae Silver, but instead of affecting the natural magic of the Fae species, affected all magic. "Oblivium... clearly it has a similar effect to Fae Silver... Guess I can't use any fae spells immediately..." Luna thought as she saw Nenet get beaten and shredded by the paladin before her. However as much as Luna wanted to focus on the problems of others, she had to deal with her own immediate problems.

    The wooden sword made from a piece of Yggdrasil, the Elifa Von, Luna tried opening her senses to find the sword, it was a few feet from her hand. Fearing her life slipping away, she desperately tried to hold on as the wooden sword slowly dragged along the ground before stopping, Luna lost the strength to move it any further was it was a about a foot and a half away. "No... No... not here... please, Shirain, not here... I can't, no, please... mother, father, Zina, Gordon, Mai... forgive me..." She thought as a tear escaped her eye onto the ground as she defeatedly stared off at the battlefield before her consciousness faded...


    Meanwhile as Zixcor was fighting off the one paladin, he could feel a nagging sense at the back of his mind, a feeling that he relishes when he is the causal trigger. His glare looked off into the distance as he saw the destroyed barricade. "Fairy, don't you dare die before I kill you! You hear me!" He said disappointed before returning to his own fight.

    Luna's mind somehow drifted off into dark room, one that was crumbling around her as she was able to stand. She walked towards the light in the distance as she approached a podium containing a pumpkin shaped gem in the distance, however she could feel a pulse coming from it, almost like a heartbeat, one that seemed to get louder and louder before out came dark tendrils from beneath it spreading across the room to line the walls to prevent it from caving in on the Fae...

    Suddenly her body, at first it suddenly stopped draining of life before there was a sudden build up of magical energy. Her slowed breathing slowly returned to normal as her body slowly started to stand up, the blades falling out of her back as a darkness seemed to coat her legs, arms, and patches along her torso, especially around the cut areas as the blood stopped leaking from her body. Her skin was quite pale from the bloodloss. Black rocks and purple vines started to cover her arms and legs as they reached out from the ground, once they took claw like shape Luna reached for the blade in her side as she would rip it out. Her waist length hair slowly extended down towards her knee as she turned around as the last of her transformation took place. Her bloodshot red eyes with seemingly soulless emerald irises slowly got taken over by a pure black facade as all expression drained from her face as she walked towards Nenet and the Paladin. Purple vines started to wrap around her body tightly as she approached the creature. Her walk was abnormal, as it was mostly the unholy vines and rocks keeping her moving as she had a her pink lifelike aura around her slowly turn darker with each passing moment. Luna began to walk closer and closer towards the Paladin, not even batting an eye towards the phoenix, severely abnormal. Normally Luna was one to show empathy regardless of personal cost, but it was not that aspect of her in control, this time, there was something more, primal, her survival instincts, and they were screaming at her body to kill the man before her and his kin. It was clear at this point what happened, the state she entered out a last ditch effort to survive, Goddess Force. "Gaia...Breaker...." She said in a rather raspy tone before she lifted a foot up and slammed it into the ground causing the area around to shake and in an explosive force the ground cracked and exploded around as large rocks were knocked into the air, including some in the safe zone the paladin created for himself inside the spinning mass of weapons that served has his spear and shield for the fight, knocking them back as they stumbled, tripping over a hole with their back hitting against the spinning wheel of weapons in the process. While it didn't immediately disable the barrier, Luna knew she had him off guard for a moment and didn't ease her assault.

    Luna seemed to take a deep breath as she readied her stance, leaning back channeling as much as she could into her breath attack as out of a dark magic circle came forth a flurry of  black rocks and purple colored: vines, flowers, and assorted crops such as pineapples, durians, butternut squash, zucchini, carrots, beets, corn, radishes, russet potatoes, sweet potatoes, white potatoes, yellow potatoes, spaghettis squash, asparagus, onions, cauliflower, broccoli, yams, ginger, garlic, and turmeric. The lack of balance of the paladin and the onslaught of the unholy crops managed to knock the weapons back, but as she did, a black seed shot out of the back of her elbow before burrowing itself into the ground, before quickly growing and sprouting into a rather ominous dark purple turnip, before flying from the ground into Luna's claw like armored hand. Using the full extend of her boosted speed from force and the makeshift frame, she quickly closed the distance between her and the paladin before stabbing the dark black tip of the turnip into the side of his neck, the tip just barely breaking through the skin which was more then enough for the poison to take effect as the Paladin's body went limp and fell over.

    Luna wasted no time as she raised out her left hand towards him and several black stones dropped as vines descended from her arm as they invaded the paralyzed man's body through the mouth, nose, eyes, and ears before slowly lifting up the body by the head as Luna's black eyes and pale, emotionless expression looked at him for a moment before cracking her neck and tightening her grip. The man tried to scream but soon there was nothing as blood started to come out of all the points of entry the vines and rocks made as the vines retracted, and as the man fell over, his skull twisted in an unnatural form as there were also remnants of his brain attached to a few vines were where subsequently detached from Luna. She broke the man's spine, brain stem, and pulled apart his brain from the inside. Wordlessly Luna turned around partially as she reached out for the wooden blade, the wooden blade would glow green as it would fly hilt first towards the fae, before landing in her hand. Luna would start to walk towards Zixcor, having to pass by Nenet in the process as the blade in her hands glew a soft light green, she would slash at the wings of the phoenix lightly which caused the blade to harmlessly pass through Nenet, allowing her to slowly regenerate her wings at a faster rate then normal as she wordlessly walked by as the vines wrapped around her body writhed and changed as they grew and several wrapped together forming six tendrils reaching out from her back as she would start to jump across the battlefield. There was something unsettling about how the lack of tension knocked her body around as she was barely holding onto life as she moved towards Zixcor.

    Meanwhile as Luna was fighting against the Paladin earlier, Zixcor was trying to evade the rapid gunfire from before as he started to take to the sky but the Paladin followed him, telekinetically using a body of a soldier as a platform as the two flew around, however Zixcor's attempts to hit the man with his energy blasts failed but the barrage of bullets from the guns continued to pierce Zixcor's scales. "I  expected a legendary dragon to put up more of a fight." He chuckled as Luna approached from behind before leaping into the air. A purple seed portruded from the skin of Luna's hands, and managed to wiggle it's way through the gaps in the rocks as she got close to the man and pretended as though she was trying to get a choke hold on him but in actuality she managed to quickly shove the seed up the nose of the imperial, and Luna took the fall back down to earth as the man threw her off easily. Luna extended the vines ahead as she managed to catch her fall. Zixcor was about to growl annoyed that Luna was usurping his fight, but when he saw the fae, even he recoiled from provoking her for the moment as he saw something unholy within her. "What the fuck?" He said coughing as he looked down at Luna, who retracted the vines slowly as she got onto her feet, her solid black eyes just staring at the man as she knew his days were limited as the seed was stuck in his nose. A flickering orange light came from it for the moment before a few seconds pass and the light stayed orange, before suddenly the man lost all control of balance as he fell forward off his makeshift platform and down towards the earth face first as it began disfigured as something was growing inside his nose.

    The Paladin screamed as his nose was ripped from his body as the purple squash weighing 300 pounds took form inside of it. Wasting no time of the confusion, Luna's body sprung into action rolling over the body before digging her rock claws into the head of the man, he tried to resist, pushing against her arm but Luna slowly managed to dig into his skull through the opening, trying to do as much damage within as she could until the man slowly stopped moving. Luna stood up, seemingly looking for her next target before the darkness around her body began unstable as the rocks and vines attached fell. Her labored breathing got intense as most of the darkness disappeared, her eyes slowly returned to normal as she looked around the battlefield for, anyone that could help... Losing her Force, she ended up stumbling and falling forward.

    Slowly approaching her was the bleeding dragon summon, looking down on the pink haired woman with a look that could pass for dispair. "So, is this the end? I can smell the Mediocris Lacrimis burnt out of you..." He said as he folded in his wings, looking down at Luna who was barely holding on. Hearing someone emerge from around rocks, he looked over to hear the sound of two guards approaching, he could hear them whispering "One of the mages who killed two Paladins is down, let's avenge our comrades!"

    Zixcor once again looked at Luna before letting out a deep breath before returning focus back towards the approaching figure before leaping forward to intercept the two guards before they would strike, he would proceed to absorb the Life force right out of them, just continuing till they were withered corpses before returning his gaze to Luna. "You poor witch, you should be dying a gruesome death... but no, you're holding on... You truly are worthy prey, but alas, you have been ruined... another day." Zixcor said taking the last of his strength as he picked up Luna gently in his mouth before he would begin to fly over towards the one armed woman who seemed to be healing various punk soldiers. As he was starting to disappear he put Luna down right before Itori.

    "Took this girl to get a death sentence to earn my respect... make sure she can fight before it ends... I wonder, what sort of friend would push someone to be exposed to such a unfortunate death. Hopefully I can kill her before then..." He said as he started to disappear, chuckling as he looked at the blue haired woman in the distance. "In the end, she might have lead to me losing my perfect kill..." He said as he disappeared into green particles that scattered into the wind.

    Meanwhile laying face down before Itori was the barely alive body of Luna, with a great number of open cuts along her back as well as the one that went through her side, her Goddess Slayer innate healing had kicked in during the time but did not seem to offer much substantial. Luna was alive, if not on the edge. However there seemed to be a dark purple taint tracing all the wounds from the Oblivium plated weaponry...

    WC 2493
    TWC: 25,209/20,000

    Imperial Army Recruit (weak) 0/30
    Imperial Army Officer (normal) 0/48
    Imperial Guard (strong) 0/10
    Imperial Paladin - Private (boss) 2/6


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    Nature Fairy |||Neptuna 99ff66

    Carpo's Prodigy Slayer

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    Amelia Thorn
    Mai Stormschild
    Mai Stormschild

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    Lineage : Phoenix Fire
    Position : None
    Posts : 190
    Guild : Sabertooth
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Luceam
    Experience : 37,725

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Tempest God Slayer
    Second Magic:
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    Post by Mai Stormschild 27th March 2021, 4:31 pm

    STATS & SUMMARY
    HP500/500
    MP500/500
    Speed75m/s
    Strength75
    (Melee Damage)
    SP1
    (Spell Power Multiplier)

    ITEMS ON HAND
    N/A

    SPELLS USED
    N/A

    COMBAT SUMMARY
    Damage Taken:N/A
    Healing:N/A
    MP Used:N/A
    Buffs:N/A
    Other Notes:N/A
    ~







    Mai enjoyed her time shooting her fun lightning lasers at the meanies who were messing with Mai's guild, but something within Mai snapped as she saw Miss Luna in any danger. At that point, she broke away from all restrains on her and rushed far ahead into the raucous battlefield, barreling over anyone who dared to stand in her way. She saw someone raise some things ready to attack Miss Luna - Mai was too blinded by rage to see exactly what they were - and she destroyed them with powerful strikes of lightning, rushing to Miss Luna's side as a woman in some heavy looking armor stepped forwards, glaring at the two elder members of Sabertooth.

    "A kid?" the woman scoffed. "Clearly Bellum has no morals to send a kid into battle. Out of the way, I need to take care of things."

    "You fight me first!" Mai demanded, seething with rage.

    The woman sighed, clearly disinterested as she took a step forwards, ignoring Mai. That would be a huge mistake as Mai rushed forwards, quick as a bolt of lightning as she tackled the woman, quickly mounting on her chest and pummeling her face with her tempest infused fists. She pounded away at the woman's face for several seconds before the woman managed to throw her off.

    "You...you really wanna fucking die, don't you, brat!" she roared as her helmet broke around her.

    The woman was clearly incensed, raising her hand to throw out the weapons of her fallen comrades at Mai, who lightning bolted all of them away, still filled with rage. Mai rushed ahead again, the woman grabbing her out of the air and chucking her comedically into the the sky, pissed off enough to fire out a spear with her psychokinetic powers. Mai responded by catching the spear in the air and chucking it into the ground. She took a deep breath, swallowing as much air as possible in order to ready herself into Force. By the time she had reached the ground, she was fully in Force as the woman had come upon her, delivering a quick palm strike to the small God Slayer. Mai easily battered it aside, angrily placing a hand on the side of the woman's head and firing a full force bolt of god slaying lightning. The woman surprisingly still stood, enough of her helmet remaining to absorb some of the blow. This strange woman quickly responded with a full punch right in the face of the small child, sending Mai tumbling to the ground. She was clearly too pissed to even chance Mai surviving, gathering just about everything she could in the area and sending it at Mai. Mai quickly rolled backwards, slamming her hand on the ground as a tide of black water burst into the air, swallowing all of the weapons as she held it in there. After the barrage had finished, the wall dropped, the weapons dropping with it. Mai burst ahead, closing the distance quicker than a blink and trying to deliver a kick to the woman's head, only for her to block it with an arm, still staggering her. Mai seemed to defy gravity as she continued to kick, each blow blocked by an arm that was quickly losing armor. Finally, enough of the armor broke so that at an attempted block, the armor was no longer what was breaking, but instead a loud snapping sound resonated out, the woman screaming in pain. Mai used that as a launching point into flying into the air, delivering a diving punch to the woman's head, as she collapsed onto the ground.

    KILL THEM.

    A voice roared in Mai's head.

    THEY HAVE BROUGHT YOU HARM.

    But Miss Luna said that Mai was not to hurt people more!

    THEY HARMED MISS LUNA.

    They...they did do that. Mai took a few steps forwards, her mind filled with the intent to kill.

    THEY HARM MISS LUNA. THEY HARM YOU. THEY DESERVE DEATH.

    Yes, they did. Mai stepped onto the woman's chest, raising a hand to the sky. A ball of power began charging, pulsing with power in her hand. The black lightning grew and grew, focused on one thing: this woman's head. Mai knew that this woman was the worst human in the world. Mai knew that she was the reason humans had to falter. Even though Mai was human, even though Miss Luna had told her time and time again not to kill humans, Mai had to do away with this scum of the earth. Mai was ready to take the life of a human.

    WC: 0766 | TWC: 2670


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    Imperial Army Officer (normal) 0/48
    Imperial Guard (strong) 0/10
    Imperial Paladin - Private (boss) 1/6

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    Imai-chi
    Imai-chi

    Player 
    Lineage : A True Magician
    Position : None
    Posts : 458
    Guild : Sabertooth (Ace)
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 39,437

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Heavenly Body Magic
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Imai-chi 29th March 2021, 8:37 am

    H-Huh? Wait, the goat-lady with that long tail must’ve been one of Gaia’s summons! She sure gracefully snatched Mai from his grasp and put her down, revealing a paladin further ahead of them who was in some kind of stalemate with another horned, goat-ram-like humanoid – most definitely another summon, and if Imai were to guess, then that would be Aries! The other goat lady, then, would be… Capricorn!

    Gaia sure had a thing for astronomic objects… wait, was that Gaia over there? “Gaia? Who’s with her- is she alright?” Imai asked the avatar of Aries in front of him, wanting to approach his fellow Ace who was alongside a… a freaking Valkyrie, that gal was- no, no, focus, Gaia looked unwell… was she hurt?!?!!?

    Before he could even approach her, however, Mai decided to be bratty again.

    While he was partly in on the ordeal of having Mai deal a blow at the annoying paladin, the little girl broke free of the staffed goat-girl’s grasp and charged straight back into the heat of battle, ultimately cancelling all the fruits of Imai’s efforts to bring her to Gaia unscathed. “Mai! MAAAAAI! Goddamn it, you’re gonna get me killed…!” Imai roared in irritation as he appeared to still hold a promise to bring the child monster back to Aunt Gaia, in which he reluctantly had to leave Gaia behind once more. “Sorry! Just make sure she’s alright, you three!”

    As he dashed away from the goat-lady, the long-horned ram summon and the golden dragon lion – holy shit, Gaia, you packing heat – Mai cleared her path of obstacles with her growing God Slayer Magic. She released more and more mana than before… and she showed intensely angered auras around her. How come, though? Who was she approaching…?

    Imai’s back – or rather, the cloth covering his back – bent out a little as he noticed the silvery aura coat his skin. It was like the harsh, solid aura from before, but this one managed to bring back some of his mass, rendering the holes in his very existence lesser and lesser until they disappeared. Ahhh, what a relief! Imai had forgot about those wounds for a hot minute; so much was happening around him, so he paid no mind to the fact that he was disappearing a little after the bullets hit him earlier. That was Itori’s magic, he could always tell when the heartwarming kitsune healed him like many times in the past…

    Now that he was back at 420%, he noticed that Mai’s speed had skyrocketed. Before, he could keep up with her – despite her age and inexperience, damn, was she a good runner – but in a flash of lightning, all he saw was afterimages in her fight against a cloaked, Pergrandian knight. He would’ve been extremely worried for a quick second, but to even see her condition, he had to channel more magic into his body… in which he finally saw exactly what caused that explosion of mana.

    “S-She’s entered Force!” he let out in shock, loud enough for anyone around him to hear besides Itori and the rising Bellum soldiers, “How’d she even- …” His eyes, at the corner of his vision, noticed the other soldier who didn’t appear to be from Bellum due to them being cloaked and hooded like the one whom Mai was fighting… and said person was approaching them from afar, notable by Imai’s increased sensory.

    It felt as if the target teleported at a certain range each time, making it difficult to engage them head-on. If they were using that damn metal too, then Imai had to rely on his dear Crossbow; with that in mind, he pulled up the crossbow and equipped it with a heavy arrow holding a big, drill-like tip at the end. He had to hurry in order to sense the pause between blinks, but to focus that much, he had to close his eyes for a moment and leave Mai to deal with the struggling Paladin…





    Okay! Once that was sensed, Imai pulled back the string and readied the arrow. His magic released once more, in which the last Paladin who was approaching them from afar felt a sudden heat on their necks… a heat coming from a falling meteor! Hopefully, that would force them to tele-

    Fuck!

    Something just erased the meteor upon impact with the sneaky Paladin! Whether it was purely the Oblivium or not was uncertain; the metal hadn’t shown that strong resistance to magic before! It cost him precious seconds that he could’ve used to help Mai, in which he whispered: “Damn it… S-Sei, go help her…!”

    And from his back soared the cutest, pink little creature out – kitty-like and playful, Sei noticed the emergence of God Slayer Magic atop Mai’s palm and decided to face her mere centimeters away. Mai didn’t look like her usual self… she would usually bite people and steal candy, but she wouldn’t throw spells at anyone other than Imai… and even then, to this degree was rather unheard of.

    Mew.

    Imai, on the other hand, came face-to-face with the last Paladin who managed to charge up to all of them. With the weapon in hand, the Paladin chose to charge at Imai first, in which he clumsily equipped three dynamite arrows and shot them forth – only to see the Paladin blink right through them like some kind of Teleporter…

    And then… BOOM! The arrows blew up behind the Paladin, sending bludgeoning, explosive gases straight at their poor back, searing through the metal that seemingly only protected them from magic and leaving them open for another kick to the head from the cloud-minded Imai. “H-Huuaaaah! Shit, maybe that was a bit too much dynamite… *poke* *poke* oh, they’re still breathing. Good for them- MAI! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAI!”

    WC: 965
    PWC: 5,289/4,000
    TWC: 26,940/20,000

    Imperial Army Recruit (weak) 0/30
    Imperial Army Officer (normal) 0/48
    Imperial Guard (strong) 0/10
    Imperial Paladin - Private (boss) 0/6


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    Mai Stormschild
    Mai Stormschild

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    Lineage : Phoenix Fire
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    Posts : 190
    Guild : Sabertooth
    Cosmic Coins : 0
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    Mentor : Luceam
    Experience : 37,725

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    First Magic: Tempest God Slayer
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Mai Stormschild 31st March 2021, 10:46 am

    STATS & SUMMARY
    HP500/500
    MP500/500
    Speed75m/s
    Strength75
    (Melee Damage)
    SP1
    (Spell Power Multiplier)

    ITEMS ON HAND
    N/A

    SPELLS USED
    N/A

    COMBAT SUMMARY
    Damage Taken:N/A
    Healing:N/A
    MP Used:N/A
    Buffs:N/A
    Other Notes:N/A
    ~







    Mai's magic was just about ready to strike down the woman. This person dared to try to hurt Miss Luna! She deserved nothing but-

    "Mew."

    Mai's eyes immediately dilated to a smaller size, training in on the strange, cotton candy like beast. It was one of Imai's evil minions!

    "COTTON CANDY!" she cheered, the ball of rabid magic dissipating. Mai pounced off of the woman's broken body, hearing a grunt of pain as she tackled the floating candy. Or at least, she thought she tackled it. It had just managed to evade her, and Mai continued to chase it, woefully underfed on candy. She had not had a single piece of candy in thirty whole minutes! She kept leaping and trying to capture it until one leap made her not connect with the ground, mere inches away from her teeth connecting with the thing's tail. She was excited for a moment, thinking she finally learned the secrets of levitation, only to be woefully disappointed upon discovering that the answer was much simpler and much more sinister. Imai had caught her in one of her jumps. "Meanie! There's a candy thingy over there! The cotton candy kitty! The meow meow! It taste funny!" Try as she might and squirm as she might, Imai kept his evil clutches on her, preventing her from getting the tasty, tasty space cat of candy. He held onto her tightly as she saw the weird armored people running off. Mai eventually stopped resisting, waiting until Imai handed her over to the space lady and her weird sheepy thingy, Imai yelling at her the entire time for something that was definitely his fault.

    Mai sad solemnly on the ground as space lady hugged her and began to yell at her a bit for joining in this. Mai felt sad that she was being yelled at despite helping out so much while Imai was dumb and stopping her, but she did not speak up about it, seeing how upset at other things and how downtrodden the space lady's own voice was. Mai eventually reciprocated the hug. "Mai not understand why Space Lady sad. Papa say this thingy common among humans. I thought all humans were used to this, but... Gaia doesn't look used to this. I useless at helping out because my magic make explosion and not healy thingies." Mai kept the hug in a little big longer before getting up and wandering around the battlefield. It was, at the very least, a way to learn more about the world. Mai was sheltered. She did not know what the world was like. She did not know what everything was that was happening.

    Mai took a sniff. It smelled bad. Mai had smelled blood before. She had hunted many beasties in the jungle. But something was different about this. Some of the people that stayed around dragged other people towards the weird place they started off in. Some wore the same type of clothes, others wore clothes similar to the woman Mai beat up, who she soon saw also get dragged around. Was this what Papa called "hostages"? All of this was stuff her Papa had taught her about as something to look forward to, but now she was experiencing it, and she did not think it was something to look forward to. She saw the sad look on Gaia's face. She saw the missing arm of Itori as she was near the heavily wounded body of Miss Luna. Mai walked over, wanting to see how Miss Luna was, encountering Itori's missing arm. She recognized it from the fancy and delicious looking sleeve the arm wore. Mai picked it up, dragging it somewhat insensitively and recklessly along the ground, poking the stump when she arrived and dropping the arm carelessly on Itori's lap. A wave of sadness washed over Mai as she walked away, knowing she could do nothing for Miss Luna. Instead, she just wandered through the field, seeing various people laying down. Some were still moving and others were motionless. This... Papa had to have been wrong. Miss Luna said Papa was wrong about a lot, but Mai hesitated to see how humans would enjoy something like this. Papa had always said that humans constantly warred, constantly yearned for the deaths of other humans for their own greedy goals. Or at least, it was something like that. Mai's conditioning to not care for humans oddly backfired on her Papa at this point, as Mai was not fully listening to his rationale. The people in weird dresses walked through the field of...of bodies. They were little more than that at this point. All of them were just bodies. Mai had seen some before. Papa brought them in for "lessons." Mai had seen Papa turn a human into a body, and she never was surprised by it. Yet, looking around at the devastation here, looking at all of the sad, hopeless faces of the humans... just a year ago, Mai would have reveled in these looks. Papa said that humans deserved to have this kind of feel. Now? Mai wondered if she was in the wrong. If it was bad that Mai felt nothing about this. The endless sea of faces, some paler than others. Each one had their different features, Mai knew that, yet they all looked to just be a sea of grey. They were just a number.

    Mai walked deeper into the field. As she stepped further and further out, the ground became less and less visible. She did not know if this was because the weird people they fought with had carried out other bodies or if there were just more, but no matter what, she did not care. They were just a sea of grey. Dirt had become clay beneath her feet. Grass had become a field of rosebuds. Mai took a moment to just stand and take in the world around her. That pleasant sound of chirping birds, of the light breeze, of cicadas... gone. All that was replaced with groans of pain. Of the cries of the wounded. Beggings for mercy, begging of "please" weakly croaking from the lips of humans.

    And Mai felt nothing.

    Miss Luna had taught her compassion. Miss Luna had taught her to feel emotions towards the wounded, to try to show mercy to others. Yet Mai just... could not. Miss Luna had tried to teach her, tried to tell her a trick of empathy. To imagine the faces on the ground being those of her. To be the face of Miss Luna, to be the face of Victoria, of just about anyone that was not Imai. Yet Mai could not do it. The more she imagined, the more nondescript the faces became. The helmets some of them bore helped little. Each one had become just obstacles on the field, rubbish left around by humans. Papa always said humans ruined nature. Their cities ravaged the world. Cutting down forests and jungles like the one they lived in, tearing the earth apart piece by piece, and especially the wars. How these had just become to the vultures what the berry bushes were to her - though he always specified they were tastier for the vultures than the berries for Mai. Now... Mai was seeing this firsthand. When Papa ravaged cities and towns, razing them to the dust they once were, there were no bodies. Destruction on this scale was foreign to the god slayer.

    And she felt nothing.

    The croaks and groans of the dead and dying were white noise. Was...was Mai bad? Was she supposed to feel something from this? If so, what? Anger? Sadness? Confusion? She did not know what to feel, as there was nothing for her to care about here. She did not know these people. They were not Space Ladies or Miss Lunas or even the random baker lady who Mai was convinced she was an expert at stealing from the perfectly Mai sized counter that had all of her favorite treats every day. She had never seen these people. Why was Mai supposed to care? All of them were strangers to her. All of them were meaningless. Maybe they had lives outside of this, lives that were snuffed away as easily as Mai snuffs out a chocolate bar, but they were of no importance to Mai. She felt no obligation to feel anything for this.

    She took one last look around. The field, checkered with red and grey, bumped and curved in irregular patterns. Glinting metals lined the ground, some tainted with the red while others merely sat upon their puddles. Humans that were with them marched through, poking through the bodies with the shaft of their spears and their staves, picking up one in every dozen, it seemed. She did not know why, she did not know what their criteria was, so she simply left. She returned to her fellow guild members. Miss Luna was standing, heavily bloodied and wounded. Itori had reattached her arm somehow. Imai was near Gaia, probably doing something evil. She hesitantly made her way over to Miss Luna, hugging her.

    Yet there was no expression on her face. Not even happiness at Luna's recovery.

    WC: 1537 | TWC: 4207


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