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[color=4BE2A3][h3]Naija[/h3][/color]
[color=4BE2A3] level[/color]: 4
[color=4BE2A3]day/time[/color]: day 2 
[color=4BE2A3]Location[/color]: Smash Arena
[color=4BE2A3]word count[/color]: 607
[color=4BE2A3]metions[/color]: [@Lugubrious] Slayer
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Naija’s mage duel with the young Demacian sorceress was brought to an abrupt halt when the wall exploded and a swarm of ugly looking brutes stormed in. Naija herself reacted too slowly to the sudden appearance of hostiles, having wanted to not turn her back to her opponent for fear of a cheap shot, and was promptly knocked to the floor by a small amount of flying masonry, leaving her stunned for the initial part of the fight. Her position of being face down on the arena floor did however mean that she was spared from the barrage of black spines, as they whizzed harmlessly above her head. 

Najia regained consciousness and turned around, revealing a sight of unfolding chaos and carnage. The ruins of the wall had crushed people beneath it and hideous creatures, twisted  like the valkyries had been, were doing battle with the heros. But what Ninja noticed most of all was the state of the prize table that seemed to be the focus of the small darting blue creature that James was having a hard time shooting down. She gasped as she realized/assumed what they were after.

[color=4BE2A3]”The Phoenix down!”[/color]

It might have been a little arrogant for her to assume that the thing she wanted most in the room was the same as what the attackers wanted, but she now at least knew what her priority was in this fight. She leaped from the floor of the arena and onto one of the ropes surrounding it, using that as a springboard to launch herself up and over the panicked people and monstrous mooks, soaring through the air towards the table.

As she rose she channeled energy and then, at the highest point of her arching leap, performed a somersault and then released the stored energy, causing a volley of 6 charged energy shots that soared towards Gnasty Gnorc, streaking over the heads of the Minions to bring their fury to bear upon the monstrous master. The 6 streaking shots joined Slayers stone barrage as it sailed towards the creature, she hoped the mix of blunt impacts and searing energy would overwhelm their foe's defenses.

As she began to fall she aimed towards one of said minions who was approaching the prize table, unleashing a barrage of smaller shots from her hands that punched and blasted the brute. Naija landed on top of it’s smoking body with a flying kick, softening her landing as a result. After shutting off the flow of energy to her hands and quelling the fires that had burned there she jumped off of the mutant back towards the table. She landed landed briefly in a handstand position before it, one hand over the small magical feather and the other over the keys to the mystery vehicle. Grasping these two items she made one final short jump, this time powered by her weaker arms, and landed in a crouched position behind the table where Shantae had been hiding.

[color=4BE2A3]”I got the things”[/color]

She announced to the others, taking a moment to slip the pointed end of the feather into the hole on the key that would normally affix it to a key ring, making a singular, throw-able package of the items in case they needed to play keep-away with them. The pair of items were then slipped between her cleavage for safe keeping, protected from harm by her black scale swimsuit.

With the items secured and her back to some cover she reignited her hands and began to indiscriminately fire homing projectiles up into the air over the table, the shots curving through the air as they left her burning hands, seeking out the nearest hostiles and raining down like a barrage of furious flaming fists onto the horde of grunts, indiscriminately bombarding them and making approaching the table an endurance battle against the torrent of energy projectiles.