[quote=@Arty Fox]
[@Rex][@Kalzky][@Ryougu][@SMS][@Rockin Strings][@Letter Bee][@ShadowVentus]
[H3]James[/h3]
They had emerged in a large storage room of some sort filled with wailing sirens and ammo crates, a form hiding behind one stack of them, with a large door at each end. Around one door the enemy had surrounded.

[i]Bloody Terminators[/i]

Those were the words that popped into James’ head when he saw the soldiers; half of them attempting to prise apart the door, the other half pointing their weapons at him and the others as they arrived. The tanks ceased their fire upon the door and instead turned their large guns towards the group, turbines on the spider tanks sides began to spin and whine.

James felt his keyblade shake violently in his hands as the soldiers charge their weapons and fire beams of searing blue light. For James, the bolts of light appeared to grow slowly out from the guns as magic sped up his mind. He stood between the ticks of a second watching the bolts lazily fly towards him, just as slowly he pulled up his keyblade and twisted around, willing his limbs to move faster. The first bolt slammed into his keyblade and flew off to the sight in a burst of light and a ring.

Time returned to normal and James found himself being bombarded by the soldier’s blasts, being pushed slowly backwards by the force of them as he blocked them from hitting the others standing behind. When a bolt seared a black mark onto his suit James grimaced.

Above the alarms James shouted, “Someone smash’em!” 

The barrels of the Spider Tanks shone maliciously.

[h3]Natasha[/h3]
Black smog erupted from the Illusion of Prim; a thick and suffocating thing that felt like sugar paper against the skin. From above it looked like a square that encompassed where the Surge Guardians had stood, but with a small circled in the centre that was clear so Natasha and Drake could see.

Natasha stood with a hand out stretched, despite this though she looked annoyed.

“Why don’t we just kill them now and be done with it!” She snapped.

There were sounds of movements, possibly the guardians hunting for them or just paranoid delusions. Natasha followed her gut and treated them like the first option. Signalling for Drake to follow her as she moved swiftly to a different potion, hands folding the fog around them.

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Katherine was on the move, her keyblade forming in her hand, even as she weaved a cure spell to cast upon the man who was just shot. After that, she paused, briefly, still getting used to being in combats like this one.