[@Patches][@Flamelord][@CyanideSweetie]
It was merely a shallow scrape, but merely dodging once meant nothing in the face of the ever-growing bone-tree. Kari’s Cowl was put to the test against the sheer growth speed of the organic weapon, more branches growing out of the spike that she had just dodged. They pushed into her flesh, easily puncturing and tearing down the wall she attempted to use as cover, as Ier and Qua both raged in her mind, vying for control amidst the chaos and agony.

Io found herself in a similarly dire situation. Though the combined onslaught of Kari’s golden arrows and Io’s Crown temporarily halted the advance of the white branches, neither were powerful enough to break through the mesh of bone and strike into the scepter that exuded such malignant intent. The branches simply outpaced her speed, the floor itself rupturing behind her as she was forced back. A shard of bone, shattered by a blow from her lance, sliced open her cheek, and instantly, stone feathers grew out of it, tearing open the injury wider as a sweet wetness warmed one side of her face.

[i]Isn’t this hard? I can help you! C’mon, let me help![/i]

Whatever else her demon said was drowned out by a hammerblow from the heavens.

Against an attack none had expected, the entire top side of the building was knocked off, rubble, corpses, Daybreakers, bone-branches, and the scepter tossed into the air. For a transient moment, the debris formed an aerial battlefield, a chance to engage as the banshee’s white cage was shattered completely by whatever had struck.

And then, everything fell apart, smashing into adjacent buildings, falling into the ground, leaving nothing but a horrid mess.

[@Eleos]
Running through the same path she had seen her fellow Daybreakers take, there was nothing Yui could do to stop the house from striking the building, nothing she could do except anticipate the fall-out of such a titanic attack as the building crumbled from the force of the attack. A wall of dust rushed to meet her, temporarily blinding the Demon of Progress as she continued her path through the streets. The spire that pierced the building now was fully unobscured, the obsidian glowing underneath the light of the Scarlet Moon.

But that was not what caught her attention.

What did was the cold flesh that her foot had stepped upon whilst she was blinded by the dust.

Beneath her feet, giving her slight pause, was the scavenger with broken legs, a small hole in his head.

[@Rune_Alchemist]
It was hunger that drove her onwards, better than a dozen bloodhounds, as the instincts and urges of the demon residing within her pulled Cerise along through the abandoned ruins of the Ashen Lands. Though no more houses flew through the air, Versomme had caught the scent of its quarry and it had no intention of letting it simply leave.

It didn’t take long at all for the Daybreaker to catch the nostalgic, revolting whiff of the miasma that all Tyrants expelled from their pores. Didn’t take long to arrive at large plaza, filling with buildings that had been uprooted from their foundations. Didn’t take long to notice the presence of a monster that may have made for a rather handsome human if it wasn’t for the two gargantuan arms that sprout from his back, twenty foot long and five foot wide constructions that looked to be bones twisted together into a disturbing imitation of muscle fiber.

Black smoke rose from his eye sockets, while his brilliantly silky blonde hair was at odds with the rest of his appearance. With one slow gaze, he turned to Cerise, tilted his head to the side, and casually grabbed a building with one hand, sliding it over towards her with the same casual motion as a child playing with a ball.