[img=http://i.imgur.com/t9SKBzc.png] [b][u]Phillis Circus: Big Top - Central Entrance[/b][/u] [i]"Amy, do you know these people?"[/i] "'Know'... I know Vance and Guinevere all right." Amy replied in monotone. Nothing about her expression gave away her relation to the ringmasters other than it was one of contempt. "But not anyone else." At this point Elena the elephant had stopped charging around. She looked around in mere confusion, lifting and dropping her trunk as she tried to analyze just what was going on around her. Amy re-focused her attention on the ongoing battlefield. Having already sent healing spells to Crispin and Aria before the elephant's attack, her next focus was the two girls just in front of the stage; with the way they staggered, Amy was quick to cast them both healing and defense-buffing spells in succession. However, Amy's neutral expression had suddenly dropped when she found herself airborne again. This time, it wasn't due to Marcus' magic. Her body was crushed in a vise-like grip as she was lifted from the ground, and from that she let out an agonizing scream. Behind her stood a giant teddy bear, just big enough to fit through the big top's curtains without breaking the whole thing down. It was a prize among the many that could be won from the numerous carnie games. The teddy was barely bigger than Abram though made entirely of soft fabrics [s](get it, barely)[/s], and the fact that it possessed a grip strong enough to squeeze a body like it was... Even Marcus took a moment to digest this sight. Other plushes and toys, each enveloped in a black aura, began crawling, wobbling, dashing, and flying into the big top. Not only was the tent filled to the brim with guilders, performers, and live animals, but now it burst with armies of dolls, toys, and plushes from the stalls outside. The quickest and smallest of these incoming dolls - pink, yellow, orange, and green "congratulations, you tried!" hand-sized ducks and the like - rushed straight after Marcus. Like Poppy earlier, some of them swarmed after his staff in an attempt to disarm him. Foam swords charged in a cluster from behind Amy as well. They formed around her, each with their blade pointed in her direction. Though not immediately apparent, the foamy blades hardened (similarly to her hedgehog's and porcupine's backsides); they were not sharp as real swords or knives, but now they carried weight. Should Marcus try his winds again, the blades were poised to strike the cleric from at least one or two directions before blowing away. Especially the one held closest to her throat. As the teddy bear slowly moved down the aisle, so too did the floating swords. --- [img=http://i.imgur.com/QabPhf2.png] [img=http://i.imgur.com/TSd8HfI.png] [b][u]Onstage (Stage Left)[/b][/u] "Gwee," Vance muttered to his sister. "Bring her to me." Guinevere replied with a sniff, though she held her chin up still to look anything other than distraught. "This is a catastrophe, Vance." She shook her head solemnly, still looking away from her brother. "Invidious bastards want nothing more than to see our home and loved ones destroyed. Of course the witch is among them..." She stuttered. "Perhaps this is revenge. Perhaps she is a liar, Vance. Perhaps she..." "Gwee. Bring her. To me." Amidst this conversation, Vance took notice of Crispin and Abram's fight onstage, where he was initially. And not too far from them were the two guilder girls offstage. Sammie had been knocked away out of range, and now the two were free to assist the brawler. Vance shook his head in a tutting manner. "This simply will not do." The redhead staggered back following her attack on the magician, and even had trouble helping her fallen companion up in a timely manner. Both were injured, but not yet totaled - that much was clear to Vance, even in his peripherals. [img=http://i.imgur.com/ZEQcnsM.png] "Leader, please, no...!" Xandra cried out again as Estelle helped her up. Her prosthetic arm struck forward, and missed Estelle entirely. No, she tackled her companion in an attempt to bring them both back down to the floor. From Vance's eyes, both of their bodies were too tired out to make decent enough puppets to attack or stall the other - and with them being guilders, they were still dangerous together even at a fatigued state. Which is why Vance led Xandra to strike Estelle's sword with her metal arm. If even one of them were permanently incapacitated, the match would turn in the circus' favor. With one hand curled into a fist towards Xandra to keep her in place despite her howling in pain, he focused his other not on the elephant... but somewhere else. --- [img=http://i.imgur.com/Ujon08s.png] [b][u]Onstage (Center)[/b][/u] [i]"...Is your name Balti?"[/i] Whatever had been pinning Baltimore to the ground was removed amidst the chaos. The young girl looked up to her helper with a wide smile crossing her features, and nodded quickly. She then leapt up to embrace Syed tightly in gratitude, before breaking away and turning her attention back to the chaos enfolding around her. Everyone seemed determined to get Baltimore to safety, including the enemies themselves, until they saw what she was capable of and attempted to subdue her. Now that the odds were more evened out with the arrival of all these good people, she knew they needed her help now more than ever. Even though Vance and Guinevere had their focus elsewhere, Baltimore understood that she could not stop them in time - not when more of Guin's dolls surrounded their feet. With a gulp, she nodded to Syed a second time, though the message this time was unclear. Looking now to the battle brewing just in front of the stage between the two girls, Baltimore ran after them. Abram and Crispin were in the way, but all she had to do was run around them. That was the plan, anyway. But of course, that changed in an instant. Baltimore sped straight off stage and passed the two girls and the fallen Sammie, and made her way towards the front entrance. Worry etched on her face as she drew nearer and nearer to Marcus, avoiding the bear to get closer to the mage. --- [img=http://i.imgur.com/dO6vRyy.png] [b][u]Audience Seating[/b][/u] Trixie meanwhile had dashed through the seating aisles in hopes of losing the much bigger gorilla chasing after her. It worked enough to slow down Olga, though the monkey still chased after her. Initially she aimed to help both of the girls who were fighting each other for some reason, but not with the gorilla on her tail. Instead, with both Tammie and Max occupied, the prankster made her way back towards Lucien. She whipped out a kunai from her belt pouch and knelt down besides the summoner. Guns stowed in her butt pockets, she worked on freeing Lucien from his ropes. "Come on, come on...!" But before she could get through the final few strips (it was a long-ass rope), Olga the gorilla had caught up by then - and knocked Trixie off the man with a powerful swing. Trixie flew through the air with a scream before crashing painfully into the chairs further down the aisle. Olga huffed as she pursued her. --- [img=http://i.imgur.com/m6NfTjF.png] [b][u]Outskirts[/b][/u] Lily was helping Stevie out of his stilts when the two heard more screaming from within the circus gates. Turning to see the commotion, a lot of game stalls and stands were falling apart. There was no rumble or wind or anything strong enough to knock them over - but rather, the toys detached themselves simultaneously and yanked out others that were more so stuck. Even the basketballs began bouncing away from their hoops and nets. Those that honed the bigger of prizes - large teddy bears, ball-shaped animals, and poor-quality dragons - crashed instantly. Stevie began to wail. "I wanna go home now..."