[img]http://i.imgur.com/8mPMSWF.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/t9SKBzc.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/QabPhf2.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/TSd8HfI.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/jlkbrGO.png[/img] [b][u]Phillis Circus: Big Top[/u][/b] [b]BOOM BOOM BOOM[/b] The ground quivered and rumbled as the mighty elephant Elena began to charge towards Marcus and Trixie, courtesy of Vance’s puppetry magic taking hold of the giant beast and forcing it to stampede at them. As if the giant lumbering animal wasn’t enough, the duo were besieged by other threats as well, and rendered completely surrounded – Guinevere’s control of the various dolls and plushes strewn throughout the Big Top’s interior resulted in two of them, a porcupine and hedgehog doll, racing down the aisles towards them, their usual soft and cuddly felt turning as hard as real razorsharp spikes, and on their other side was the dangerously beautiful Isabella, approaching them with one of her knives in hand. "You leave Ames alone!" Trixie had shouted, blasting her uzis at the deadly acrobat. Isabella came to a stop, crouching and covering her body to protect herself, before realising that the diminutive prankster’s bullets, whilst stinging, did not hurt too badly. Still, her gunfire was enough to momentarily give her pause, before she was chased away by the gorilla Olga. This only left two particular threats at the moments… Marcus stepped in front of Amy, hoping to protect her. He didn’t know who the two smartly dressed individuals before him were, but judging by their garb, he presumed the duo to possibly be the leaders of this circus? Regardless of their identities or positions within the circus infrastructure, the pair were a deadly threat, and judging from their expressions and mannerisms towards seeing Amy, it appeared as though they knew her. Adding that to the discomfort Amy shown upon learning of the Phillis Circus earlier in the day… Marcus could make a fair guess that whatever the duo might want, it’d involve harm towards Amy. And that was something he would not allow. He swept his staff in front of his body, and a powerful gale swept in from the side before Guinevere and Vance, gripping the two hedgehog and porcupine plushies and sending them flying through the air in an unexpected arc. Their spikes stabbed against one of Elena’s legs, causing the elephant to stagger somewhat. Her stampede continued however, the injuries themselves being minor and irrelevant when her body was under control from another. Marcus frowned at the approaching beast, and summoned another powerful gale, this time underneath the feet of both himself and Amy, lifting the two into the air to dodge the dangerous threat. As well as this, he cast another speed boosting spell – this time to Elena herself. The elephant carried on at an accelerated speed, almost colliding into Isabella before Vance exasperatingly stopped her in her tracks. “Amy,” Marcus spoke as his and her feet touched the ground again. “Do you know these people? Do you have some idea what’s going on here?” ------ [img]http://i.imgur.com/uysGLNb.png[/img] “Chaos,” Isabella spoke under her breath. “This is pure… chaos…” She gritted her teeth and took a step forward after narrowly avoiding Elena’s charge, ready to resume her attack upon Marcus and Amy again, before suddenly stopping. Out of the corner of her life she saw her – Aria, her foe from throughout this entire affair now freed, one of her friends having raced to her rescue and freeing her from Guinevere’s plushies. Her brow furrowed even tighter as an bright white light enveloped Aria’s body, one of the opposition’s cleric’s healing spells rejuvenating her and dulling the pain of her injuries. Isabella turned away from Marcus and Amy, and began to walk back towards Aria and Lute. She didn’t want to leave Guinevere against two unusual opponents, but she knew Guin could handle herself, and she had her brother with her. The woman with the feathered scarf, she Isabella did know, and very well just how dangerous she was. A woman with the most dangerous ability to throw illusions. She needed to be defeated immediately. “Guinevere, you may focus your dolls on those two,” Isabella’s eyes darted to Marcus and Amy. “…I’ll finish that woman off once and for all.” As Poppy and Lidya charged towards Aria and Lute from one side, another, more vengeful acrobat descended upon the two from the other, unleashing a barrage of flying knives aimed at the pair. ------ [img]http://i.imgur.com/AC28Z34.png[/img] “Arraaghh!” Max yelled in distress, his entire body suddenly being knocked downwards in unexpected pain and agony, Moira’s headbutt freeing both herself and Syed and sending the human rocket cannonballing down and into the ground below. He hit it, hard, bouncing back off and spinning towards Trixie, who saw Max’s hurtling body just in time and lithely hopped over him as he skidded past. As Trixie looked back, she hoped that Max’s body might collide into Olga, but unfortunately the gorilla hopped over the human rocket as well, and continued its pursuit of Trixie. Trixie could only keep running through the circus’ audience seating, racing around the perimeter of the circus and drawing closer to Estelle and Xandra’s fight with Sammie and Cammie. [img]http://i.imgur.com/tbkllrl.png[/img] “Maxxie Moo, oh my gosh are you okay?!” A high pitched voice squealed (as a tuna slapped against the ground), and light footsteps began racing towards Max, who had finally crashed in a painful heap at the performance ring’s far wall, smoke and dust from the impact wafting into the air. A short distance away, Moira landed on the ground close to the plushie restrained Baltimore, catching Syed in her arms and lowering him down to his feet. “Ta… Tammie…” Max groaned, coughing up blood. His hair was a dishevelled mess and his glasses were shattered, with blood freely pouring from his nose and mouth. That woman’s attack had hurt, almost knocking him out, if not nearly killing him. He hurt all over. “Tammie you’re… are you okay…?” He tried to stand back up. ------- [img]http://i.imgur.com/ZEQcnsM.png[/img] “Leader…!” Xandra clenched her eyes shut as soon as her arm, shapeshifted into a hammer, collided with Estelle’s stomach. The swordswoman fell to her knees, coughing up blood and shaking with pain. “Estelle, I’m sorry…! I… I can’t control my body…!” And then Vance was sent flying across the circus, Crispin’s flame empowered fist smashing into his face. With the ringleader’s concentration shattered, Xandra’s body was hers once more, and she could move freely. The sudden shock of it left her nearly paralysed at first in confusion, wondering if it had all been a dream. But Estelle was still on her knees and in pain, pain from what she had done to her. “Estelle, I didn’t mean to-” Xandra didn’t finish her apology, as she was suddenly dragged to the ground and pinned down from behind, courtesy of the magician girl Sammie, who violently began yanking on and twisting the exposed wires and mechanics of Xandra’s prosthetic’s arm’s injury. She howled in pain, before having her face pushed down and into the ground, denied the ability to get back up again. The more that Sammie could see her attack was effective, the more she continued, digging and twisting Xandra’s injured arm, and making the girl cry in pain. If this was the quickest way to beat her, then…! Sammie’s arm was pulled off Xandra’s arm, and locked in an almost impenetrable grip. She turned to face her attacker, seeing the injured Estelle glaring back at her, staggering to her feet. Xandra looked to her friend, struggling to force back the tears. [img]http://i.imgur.com/2uDBgEK.png[/img] “Get. Off. My. Friend.” Sammie was sent reeling off Xandra, spinning through the air and landing with her stomach onto the ground with a hard thud, her body knocked off from a powerful back slap colliding with her cheek. Estelle grabbed and readied her sword again, as the other hand helped to lift Xandra back up. Nobody hurt her friends. Nobody.