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It was a whirlwind. One second his head was on the table, the next he was flat on his back. He lifted his head up to see... up a girl's skirt. Her underwear was-

CRASH-BANG-CRUNCH!!! Fortunately a helicopter crash distracted him from that impending disaster. Despite it all, Sasha was still more concerned about her snack. She had a one track mind, it seemed. BANG! Another crash, this time a dumpster being thrown at the helicopter. Wait. That dumpster. Oh no...

"Wh-what?" he stuttered when Alyona accused him of looking up skirt. "Oh, uhh, I don't know... l-look, I gotta... j-just... b-be right back!" he babbled nervously while slowly backing away before breaking into a hurried jog. "Gregor!" he called out to the rat-man. "H-h-hey, Gregor!" He skidded to a halt a few feet away from the angry rat. "Umm, I-I don't think it was on purpose. N-no need to, umm, r-rip open any throats today." He swallowed hard. He got on well enough with the unusual being that was Gregor. A sort of mutual sympathy. He hoped he could prevent and further... destruction. "Just a bad accident. Umm, you're OK, right? You, uh, you look OK..." It seemed his home had suffered the worst of it. Well, he was sure the school would get a new dumpster.

He was pretty sure officials looked the other way because Gregor's rat swarm saved them a ton of money on waste disposal. Also no one wanted to make him mad.
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"Geometry?" Alicia replied, raising her eyebrows. She didn't quite understand what he meant by that.

Oh well, it didn't matter. She didn't mind him or anyone else knowing her measurements, really.

Alicia simply smirked as she watched Nidgardt leaving. The effect should occur really, really soon, unless her curse didn't manage to land, that is.

And then, he slipped.

So the curse did work after all.

What she didn't expect however was the direction he fell.

He fell right on top of her.

And his hand began to grope her breasts.

And not only he cupped them, he also poked one of them with his index finger. At the same time his leg pressed into her crotch.

And then, he slid his hand down her blazer and her shirt, going straight for her naked breast. He even played around with her hardening nipples there.

Only after all that, he stopped, saying how he had slipped. Mentioning her breast size again in the process.

As you would expect, this took Alicia wildly out of her comfort zone.

First, she had to recover from her own fall as Nidgardt took herself down with him. She tried to move but the combination of Nidgardt's inappropriate touch and him pinning her down made her freeze in the spot.

"A...ahn!"

She moaned as Nidgardt landed his hand on one of her breasts. Even though her breasts weren't that big, they were really sensitive to touch. And him pressing his knee into her crotch certainly didn't help things.

Before she could protest, his hand slipped under her blazer and shirt, before groping her naked breast, thanks to her not wearing any bras underneath.

"Hhh...hwaaan!"

She moaned even louder as shivers spread all around her body. Her body tensed and her legs reflectively raised themselves, wrapping tightly over Nidgardt's knees, pressing her crotch even more. Only after he stopped that Alicia could relax, panting with sweat all over her body, with her shirt and blazer disheveled and her skirt wildly raised upwards, revealing her black panties and the skin upwards up to her belly button. A tiny, barely noticeable damp spot had appeared on said panties.

With a heavily flushed face and a forced smile, she told Nidgardt between her bated breaths, "Y-you...you really are a big pervert... doing this... to a lady..."

This was the first time she had been assaulted like this. Even with her lovers, at most they would only go as far as a simple boob touch and panty flash. She delighted in their embarrassed reaction, but now, it was her who was terribly embarrassed.

Her curse indeed worked. But it had backfired on her. Or was she simply unlucky, to be caught in the middle like this?
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Gregor halted as his friend Kato appeared, declaring that this entire mess was one big accident, and then asking if Gregor was fine. "Well, I think I'm fine. One second as I do meh normal check up." He starts, before gently cracking his joints, his back, and finally his neck. "....I was fine, but I think I juss threw out me back...yea, threw out me back." Gregor speaks out, before putting two hands on his lower back and pushing, a disgusting almost crunch as the rat pushed his dislocated back into place. A small squeaky voice could be heard from inside Gregor's shirt. "That sounded very painful, are you ok?" It spoke, as a large brown rat poked it's small face from a shirt pocket. Gregor went to speak, before looking very confused and then looking to Kato. " I think I busted somthin in mai noggin, cause that rat just spuke like a person. Normally I just interpret their squeakin and movements, but dat one just fukkin tolked. " Gregor says, his former raging roars quieted down to a concerned quiet voice as he began to think he was losing his mind.

"I did just speak. I'm not sure of how, but I've suddenly become both sapient, and able to speak. I believe I have a senior student level of intellect. I would have to hazard a guess that it was the actions of the man who shot a magic beam that appeared to do nothing, as it was after that moment I noticed my sharp increase in intelligence." The Rat explained, and Gregor just watched it as though he was drunk. He looked to Kato, back to the rat, and then back to Kato. Gregor motioned to the rat in a very obvious are you hearing this right now? way.
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Ivan had not known how to take Sahsa's rejection of his offer. It was only natural for Ivan to want to give to those in need. However, the girl insisted that pudding would be sufficient for her supplies and dragged Kato away with her. Ivan was too confused by Sasha's words to follow after her. His mind stuck wondering how pudding was a sufficient substitute for something called 'Terror-Soup'.

(All thoughts translated from Russian to perfect English)

"I hate magic." Ivan thought to himself, "It never makes any sense. The take all this random junk and animal parts and claim they have magical properties. It's infuriating. The eye of a lizard is just an eye. How is it magic? Now, pudding is a magic ingredient?" Ivan's angry inner monologue was so strong that he missed Alicia's interaction with Nidgart. He was thrown out of his thoughts when he heard a crash in the room. He looked inside and saw Nidgart sprawled out over Alicia. Ivan at first was outraged by what he saw. The demon was assaulting a women. There was no greater dishonor he knew. A deep scowl could be seen spreading across his face as he brandished his hoe. His stone hands cracked as he gripped the hoe with all his might. However, as his anger reached a boiling point, it was all snuffed out in an instant. He heard a moan. A women's moan. Things got awkward. There are few who knew this, but Ivan does not need to open his eyes or to turn his head to see. Those human aspects were lost when he became stone, but old habits die hard. Ivan could see everything around him from any angle on his body and sometimes even see from angles outside his body. All the incoming information had been overwhelming at first, but he had grown used to this special sight and learned how to filter his gaze overtime. He even found it a blessing at times when avoiding unexpected events such as a paper ball being flung at his head or for seeing around a corner. Today he cursed the sight. He cursed it with all his being. He could not spare the girls modesty at all. He had seen everything. He had seen it all in vivid detail and if he were still human he would have been redder then rubies.

This caused a different kind of emotion to form. It was a mixture of anger, at himself, embarrassment, and ever a bit of heat. He needed to fix this.

"Y-you...you really are a big pervert... doing this... to a lady..." he heard Alicia say to Nidgart, but the flushed look on her face and the mark on her...Ivan did not want to think of it. He reached for the door and in a mighty swing, he slammed it shut. The metal creaked and the handle broke off from the force, as Ivan could not control his strength but that was ok. He could fix that too. He had a manic look o his face as now more than ever before he felt his disconnect from the modern world. He was breathing hard, even though he didn't need to breathe. At this moment he felt more human than he ever had since waking up all those many months ago. He slammed his hands into the door.

"Excuse interruption! I make better!" He screamed and then the door became alight with power. Nidgart and Alicia would see the dents in the door mend, but do more than that. The door would begin to stretch and fuse with the wall. The handle falling off as if cut by the finest blade. The iron of the door would compress and mix with carbon in Ivans stone body becoming a strong but flexible steal. The hollow space in the door meant to keep it light would fill with stone borrowed from the walls. This was less for structure and more for soundproofing unpleasant noises. It didn't end there as the windows into the room also rearranged and fused with there housing. The glass dividing and becoming thicker as bracing from the metal frame was repurposed to reinforce the glass. The blinds all drew closed and fused together to create a perfect light seal.

"There. No sight! No Sound! Privacy guaranteed!" Ivan screamed at the wall before him. "Now, no won bo-der you! All is good! All is Gooood!" There was little chance Alicia and Nidgart could actually hear him at this point, but Ivan was too far gone to think of this fact as he dusted his hands and walked away.
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The demondragon had patiently waited to hear something from Alicia. She had made some sounds, which led the young demondragon it could only be one thing. She was injured. Then she spoke to him, stating that he was a pervert. That was uncalled for, but so was falling over people. Thank the gods he had managed to catch himself and managed to identify her, whom knows what would have happened had he searched the other pockets for the key. He shook his head briefly to get that thought out of the way, this was a time of great focus. There was a challenge ahead and challenges were meant to be tackled head-on.

"I'm sorry, I did not mean to harm you. Please allow me to help you." He reached out his hand in an swift manner and was met what appeared to be moist fabric. Were she suffering a bleeding wound? This wasn't good, he needed to make sure she was allright, panic and shock were generally bad when someone was wounded, so he did his best to calm her down. "Don't move." He withdrew his hand as carefully as he could, that's when he mentally tried to figure out where his bag was. He also put his hand to his face sniffing on it. It didn't smell of blood. Then again, some students had blood different from the norm.

He could swear he heard some large crashing sound earlier, perhaps someone else had slipped? But it sounded alot bigger. And now there was a male voice and someone saying making things better? A medic? Perfect timing! Then the sound of the person became muffled. Did he just walk away?

If only he could see where that medic was, he tried to look through the cracked glasslike material which his visor was made off, it seemed almost as if the walls were melting together with the door. Had he hit his head that hard? Hallucinations were not a good sign, perhaps they both were needed to go to the sick bay. All because he had to be clumsy, it wasn't something he was known for. But the school had taken precautions with that, well at least his dorm room which had been made bigger than the rest so he could stretch out his massive wings. He reached behind himself, finding a strap which he recognized. It was the bag, he pulled it to him, causing the chair which leg it was tied around to slam into the back of Nidgardt's head. Oops. He though to himself as he saw another crack in the visor. He hardly felt the impact though. But now he had his bag, he reached into the pocket and found the key to his visor. Reaching up with key in hand he tried to find the keyhole. The moist he had gotten on his finger caused his grip on the key to be very loose, and the overly familiar sound of a key hitting the floor could be heard.

Darn it. "Damn... Don't worry Alicia, I'll get you as soon as I get this off. I will take you all the way-" ....to the med bay? He went silent and thought. Then it struck him. He had never been to the nurse before. Where was the med bay actually? Screw that for now. He had to get the key. He began searching on the floor. "Can you see it? I can't see or be seen without my visor." He said as a matter of fact, who knew how people would react if they did. He allowed his humanlike hand to search the floor, piece by piece until he came up to touch Alicia's thigh. "Sorry. It's hard." He excused himself and then through sheer luck at last he found the key! He put it next to his visor and managed to find the keyhole, he turned the key and his visor fell to the floor, his dark hair fell in unison before his eyes. Obscuring them from Alicia. His visor crashed against the floor, and he looked at Alicia. He was silent for abit before saying in a ponderous, but also a matter of fact tone. "Black lace..? erhm." Before turning his head around to look away from her.

"Sorry." He said in an slightly appologetic tone, before inspecting the wall. It seemed different than before, he poked it with his oversized draconic clawed hand. The door to the room was gone. What manner of magic was this? Who was that male voice? Someone had played a prank of them both. No matter, he had to get out of there. He gave a brief thought of what room was adjacent to the room, it was the artclass room. They were out on a field trip today. Nidgardt hated artclass. Filled with determination he pulled his oversized clawed hand back before ramming it into the wall at full force. It didn't bulge.

"Oh?" The demondragon said in a surprised manner. A challenge. This was a challenge for him. He was meant to test his might. He raised his humanlike arm. "Balor blade!" He yelled as a dark purple energy blade formed in his hand, then the young demondragon made a circular motion at the wall. It did nothing apart from leaving a mark. He furrowed his eyebrows. This was indeed a challenge. Throwing a glance to the ceiling, he could easily cut through that to get into the staff room. But that was escaping from the challenge and a way to get suspended. He reached out with his oversized clawed hand towards Alicia, before projecting a shield in front of her. Then he attuned to his demonic side, he let out a roar and a wave of energy shot out from without him, many of the desks flew into the other end of the room. Whilst Alicia were warded from the blast and the furniture by his shield. Now empowered he made the same kind of circular cut on the wall, this time cutting through it like a hot knife through the Tsar's best butter. He withdrew his oversized arm and slammed it into the middle of the circular part of the wall he had cut.

The disc shaped wall section flew forwards and slammed into the month long effort clay statue the blonde boy Charles had finished earlier in the day. Then the disc flew through the wall and out into the air and landed somewere far off into the distance. Hopefully there were none in it's path. The demondragon breathed heavily, and for a moment a purple light could be seen from under his dark hair but it slowly vanished as the demondragon exited his enraged state of being, whilst albeit breathing hard.

"Can you walk? I'll take you to a bed." He asked before looking at Alicia, hoping she had by now assumed a different pose.

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Alicia was truly, really surprised in how brazen Nidgardt was acting.

After all the things he just did to her, after apologizing to her too, he didn't cease his perverted acts. Instead, he now touched her womanhood before bringing the guilty fingers for a sniff.

She would've kicked him in the face for that, if not for the paralyzing effect his touch had. She could only let out a sharp moan in pleasure.

T-That's it... I'm cursing him... I'm cursing him to oblivion...

She too didn't notice what Ivan was doing before it was too late. She was too preoccupied with Nidgardt and his antics. And as he fumbled around looking for the key to his visor, Alicia was still sitting on the floor, still blushing heavily from what he did. It seemed he broke his visor in the fall. But it had nothing to do with her. He could go blind for all she cared.

And then, he touched her thigh in the process of searching for his key, which he had dropped to the floor in his clumsiness. He asked her where the key was, but she was not in any mood to help him, so she remained silent.

He couldn't be this clumsy, could he? But I certainly didn't curse him to fumble around like this...

He's just pretending. That must be it.

Alicia's expression turned dark. She would not tolerate being deceived and taken advantage of by some perverted dragon boy.

He soon was able to take off his broken visor. And looking at Alicia, he averted his gaze, mentioning her black lace undergarments.

She quickly closed her legs, only now realizing that she had been sitting in the most unladylike manner.

Dragonboy then destroyed the wall for some reason, even projecting a shield over her to protect her from any stray energy coming from him. "H-hey, what are you doing?" she asked him.

After he finished and a hole was formed (the wall was surprisingly tough as it could withstand some of his attacks), he then asked if she could walk.

"...I could walk just fine, thank you very much," Alicia said darkly as she rose up, dusting off her clothes. "And I don't need any beds."

She grabbed her grimoire and pen before writing down all sorts of curses under his name, grinning madly in the process. She knew that only a few could activate before the effect of his blood diminished, but she had to vent nonetheless. From being run over a truck to falling down a cliff, she wrote them all.

Then, a fun idea came over to her. Instead of just physical misfortunes, she would instead expose him to the entire school as the pervert he really was. So she focused all the remaining curse power into a special curse. He would always have perverted accidents every time he met a girl.

Of course, she made herself an exception clause. Didn't want anything like this to happen again after all.
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Alexei peeked over the side of the helicopter's tail as the rat man talked to...the terrorist...and his rat...

The bad thing about his power, which was really just the cherry on top of a pile of bad things, was that he never really knew what he had done. He supposed it could have created the rat, but then again there was just as likely a chance that he'd created the boy and retroactively inserted him into everyone's memories. The big flash could certainly have done that. Or it could mean the moon was now falling from the sky. Again.

Nevertheless the man had stopped and...seemed to have calmed down. Alexei nodded and went over to the the side door. He could see the pilot inside, a little shaken but not obviously harmed, struggling to undo his seatbelt. Alexei went to pull open the door, bit found it James shut from the crash. He stepped back and briefly considered throwing wild magic at the problem again before deciding better of it and walking back around. If he couldn't recruit those two to help he could always wild magic later.

"Excuse me." He called out to Gregor and Kato. "You're quite strong. I promise I won't report you to the authorities if you pry open this helicopter so we can extricate the pilot."
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Sasha's fury could not be assailed. Not only her twin sister had ruined her pudding. She had called her fat! Or something like that. Her anger had to be quelled somehow, but then again his manservant went chasing some gregorian monk or something like that. He was in a rush, and he had neglected to say even goodbye! The holy maiden was fuming. No food. Ruined. Ignored. Twinsisted. And Alyonna would not kindly move aside so she could purge the meanness out of her.

She stood upright, her body glowing with the righteous fury of denied pudding and she started furiously beating her feet towards the helicopter.

She also neglected seeing the pudding remains on the ground too. She never stood a chance, and she was defeated on the first move, her entire body falling on top of that of her twin sister.

" I will smite y-WAAAAH!"

At least she didn't hit Alyona with the hard parts of her chest...
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The demondragon scratched his cheek for a moment as he walked into the arts room. "Well, whomever played that trick on us better have some good explaining to do." He said out loud, as much to himself as to Alicia.

He was relieved however, that Alicia could walk and she seemed to be fine. That meant he didn't have to drop by the nursery and could go directly for his dorm room to get his reserve visor.

"We should discuss some things in regards to the tournament matter, come with me will you?" The young man said in a very direct manner as he began to walk out into the corridor, he was on his way to his dorm room. It was located at the fourth floor, most third years were on the third floor. But some had gotten permission to get special rooms, due to how their powers worked or their size. In Nidgardt's case it was that he needed a larger room, where he could stretch out his massive wings.

The dorms on the fourth floor were not overly numerous but they were mixed with both male and female students sharing the same corridor. Unlike the rest of the building, it was kept apart in sections by other doors. Though that did not stop people from trying their luck to sneak over the border. At the risk of being caught by the night time security, and there were quite a few of those. There had to be, as this was a place where those with powers were both training and living. There had been attacks on the school in the past, long ago there had been rumors of a powerful magician hiding at the school that even the Tsar's personal guard and elite troops marsched into the place searching for this rumored magician but they never found him. Though this was mainly just old tales which went from mouth to ear through generations, there was no proof anywhere supporting the existance of the magician and none of the Tsar's past nor present family have ever admitted to it.

The demondragon however had little time to ponder on the security of the place, nor the absurd idea to sneak over to the girls side of the building. It was only something perverts did, or those whom were overly romantic by nature. Or just overall tricksters. Nidgardt turned to look over his shoulder, slightly obscured by his large wings, he tried to look at Alicia. "Sorry again for falling at you. This does not usually happen."

Then he took a moment to ponder. Maybe he was overdoing things? Perhaps he actually needed to wind down abit, could he perhaps be sick? It couldn't be the dragon flu again... I still remember sneezing on the principal's car which caught fire. Thank the gods for the janitor and his repairing powers.
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Alicia watched Nidgardt carefully as she walked behind him. She wanted to see the effect of her curse, but so far, they hadn't met any girls yet.

They were both going to the dorms anyway, so there was no reason to separate from him.

Once there, she left him to go to the female side of the dorms, saying, "I have no interest in your tournament, especially after what you just did." She clearly didn't accept his apology.

Back at her room, she took off her uniform, going straight to the bathtub for a long, warm bath. Her room was a premium one. She paid extra to have the privilege.

She just wanted to forget everything that just happened.
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Kato jaw dropped, his whole body sagging as his strength left him from sheer shock. He stared at the eloquent, speaking rat in shock and awe. Gregor was clearly a person who had gained rat features, but this... this was a bonafide talking animal.

"I was not prepared for today..." Kato finally broke free from his astonishment long enough to at least speak. First Sasha almost breaking his curse, then a stone man offering him gold, then a girl fell from the sky, then a helicopter followed, and now a talking rat.

Then some sprout of a kid that made Kato look intimidating by comparison-. . . OK, so maybe that wasn't possible, but regardless the small guy from earlier showed up, saying something about reporting them.

"Wh-what!? We didn't do anything! The helicopter fell on Gregor and I wasn't even here! Y-you were the one casting spells, maybe we should be reporting you!" Kato shot back. Somebody had just made the rat talk, and by process of elimination it must have been the little guy... probably. Kato hadn't arrived on the scene until almost everything was over. Well, even so, someone had to help the pilot, and if that got kept them out of trouble then all the better. "Err... b-but maybe you should still help, Gregor, j-just to be safe."

Unfortunately during the day, Kato was about as useful as a paper mache hammer...
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"You are so-" Alyona's complaint was muffled by Sasha's body crushing her. Crying out in frustration, she tried to push her twin off of her.

'She's too heavy... I'm gonna die...' Alyona's head spun with the close contact. Her body wasn't a fan of Sasha's positive energy so close to her, and it was making her feel sick. She couldn't push her away with her own strength, so she tried to roll out from under Sasha instead.

Gasping for breath, Alyona finally got out from under her sister. "Get... Away... From me! I'm lucky my skull wasn't crushed!" Her body still was hurting from her fall, and the headache Sasha was giving her was making things much worse. She scrambled to her feet, and backed away from her twin. "And do NOT follow me!"

Eventually she rounded the corner and was sure she was out of her sight. 'That boy left. I wonder if he's Sasha's boyfriend?' Alyona grinned to herself. 'Well, maybe he can spare some kindness for his girlfriend's sister as well.' She walked out to where Kato went, unknowingly leaving a trail of pudding footsteps.

She would have called out to the boy, but just as she opened her mouth she realized she didn't know his name. She couldn't put the moves on him just calling him "boy." And upon further inspection... That entire situation looked complicated. There was her crashed helicopter, two boys, and... something (someone?) else entirely which she couldn't quite describe.

Alyona decided to hang back and see what was happening before inserting herself into this situation. She spied at the group from around the corner.
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Gregor listened as Kato expressed how unprepared for today he was, but that was fine. Gregor wasn't prepared either, after all his home had been hit by a helicopter, and now he had a talking rat friend. He then heard that the blast happy invader spoke up, about reporting them to the authorities. Gregor goes to reply, but Kato speaks up first with a much less vulgar, and more measured response. Hearing that his friend wants Gregor to be a hero and save the pilot who wrecked his home, the Rat King moved into action begrudgingly. He rushes over, and pries his dumpster from the wreckage, and then tears into the helicopter with his tail as though he were a can opener, and it the can. He eventually pulls the trapped pilot from the wreckage, laying the unfortunate sod onto the ground.

"Well, dat was pretty fookin easy. Now de hard part is findin another place to live, as I've juss lost me fookin house. If I'm unlucky, I'm gonna haff ta go live with Sasha as her pet..." Gregor grumbles, as he walks back over to Kato. Although, knowing the luck in the air, his mention of Sasha could be heard louder, and more clearly than normal as if he was calling to her. If she was in ear shot, she'd no doubt hear him call her name.
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"Excellent work, strange creature!" Alexei called out as the rat boy walked away before tending to the pilot. Luckily for him the man was just in a disoriented state of confusion, such that could be cured by a single strong slap to the face. This Alexei provided.

"Calm yourself, comrade. You are unharmed."

"I....he...rat...my helicopter...," the man managed to stutter out. Still obviously in shock. Alexei supplied another vigorous slap.

"Yes, it appears to be unsalvageable. You are fortunate that odd creature was around, otherwise you may have been in even more trouble than you are now."

The man froze in the middle of rubbing his reddened cheek. "Trouble?" He asked, it slowly dawning on him how odd this whole event was.

"Yes, trouble." Alexi continued patiently. "Unless there is some official reason to do so, no one should be flying an aircraft so close to the academy like this. I'm going to have to apprehend you and deliver you to the administration. Depending on your explanation, they might then turn you over to the police."

The pilot looked at Alexei like he was crazy. Then he pushed the boy over and took off In a dead sprint toward the treeline.

Alexei quickly jumped back to his feet, the light in his right hand crackling to life. "Sir, this will not look good for you in my report. I command you to stop! You have till the count of three! One...Two..."

In lieu of a three he just unleashed the wild magic. It exploded forward, aimed right at the mans back, but then swerved and shot past him, vanishing between the trees deep into the forest. The pilot let out a high laugh as he ran into the woods, vanishing between the trees while Alexei just looked down at his hand in disappointment.

It was short lived, however, because a few momenta later came running back onto the school grounds, screaming his head off. Alexei held up a hand for him to halt, but the man just shot past him in blind panic toward the main building.

It was easy to see why, because suddenly out of the woods emerged three ugly, big nosed creatures twice the size of a man. Their ears were big and human like, and they walked upright like people on two large, tree trunk legs. Where they weren't covered in shaggy brown hair their skin was lumpy and grey like stone, and as they emerged from the treeline a stink like bear musk flooded over the area think as a miasma. They stopped as they saw Alexei, and the one in the lead raised a wooden club in his big meaty hand and let out a quaking bellow that reveled it's black, razor sharp teeth.

Alexei sighed. There was no way this wasn't his fault, so he was going to have to take responsibility or it. As the lumbering monsters began to stalk toward him he claimed into the remains of the aircraft. After searching around for a bit he emerged moments later with a flair gun and a survival knife that must have fallen under the seat in the crash.

Weapons in hand, he faced the trolls.

(Effect 8215, 1d20 hungry trolls appear in area.)
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Kato swallowed hard. What the hell was wrong with today!? What was wrong with this guy?! There was no way his magic and these sudden monsters weren't related! Yekaterina was witch country, not... not... whatever these things were country! There was no way three monsters like this could have just snuck over to the school!

Probably.

He saw the small guy face off against the creatures... with... a flare gun and a small knife. Was he serious?!

"H-hey, wait a minute!" Kato tried to talk sense to him, but it was too late -- the first monster was on the war path. Dammit, why did this have to happen during the day? Good nature and instinct overrode common sense and Kato ran over to push Alexei clear as the monster charged in, club swinging. Kato turned to look just in time for the club to slam into his head, sending him crashing into the nearby helicopter, shattering what was left of the cockpit canopy, and leaving his body draped over the reinforcing metal.

His lifeless form slowly slid to the ground at Alexei's feet, neck at a jagged angle and blank eyes staring off into space.

Then his body suddenly began glowing until it was completely enshrouded in a cocoon of pure light. He stood up and when the light faded... it was Kato anymore.

It was a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. She reached down and tightened the belt at her waist, keeping her pants from slipping off of her more slender waist. She then looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.



"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! IT'S BEEN NEARLY TWO YEARS!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. The creature however, while momentarily transfixed by the light-show, was back on the move. It swung at Kakra and she threw up both arms, catching the weapon, her body covered in a shell of light. Her face turned red as she strained against the weapon. The monster soon gave up on the power struggle and pulled back, just winding up another swing, but Kakra jumped back, landing on top of the chopper. "I'm just gonna enjoy this!" she grinned and leapt forward, launching a flying knee into the monster's face before it could recover from its missed swing.

The monster staggered back, regrouping with the rest of its trio.

Kakra threw her arm out, a mass of light shooting over to Gregor, covering him in a rolling shroud of flowing light.

"OK! Gregor, you take the one on the right, I'll get the one on the left, and whoever wins first gets the last one!" she called out. It would have been the first time Gregor would have seen Kakra herself, or heard her voice. Before then, he'd have simply seen her occasionally posses Kato, but it was always his voice regardless of who was driving.

If Gregor needed one last shred of evidence to prove that this was the fabled Kakra who Kato insisted lived inside him, the same flowing shroud of energy ignited over her body on top of the shell of light and her eyes flashed orange, just like when she took over Kato's body.

She strutted forward confidentially, grinning madly as she did so. Even as the beasts roared and screeched, she didn't flinch. This seemed to throw the creatures off balance, not knowing what to make of some feeble human being so fearless. She stopped in front of the leftmost one, tilting her head back to look it the eye, daring it to take a shot at her.

It took the dare.

It swung its club at her, and this time she raised but one arm to meet it. Her hand clamped down on the weapon, stopping it dead. The weapon trembled as their might clashed. Her grip tightened and the wood creaked and splintered. Finally the weapon had enough and snapped in half, the beast falling to a knee as it overswung. It lifted it's head and roared, baring its maw as Kakra, but she threw up her other hand and a spark of light came to life, shining directly into the creature's eyes.

She let it go, and the light drifted up into the sky, but before the creature could recover, she smashed the half of the club still in her hand across its jaw, knocking it clean on its ass. She then brushed her hands off casually. However, the beast soon propped itself up, jaw hanging loosely at a weird angle with teeth missing and blood gushing. However, the bleeding stooped a second later and the jaw cracked back into place under its own power.

And she coulda sworn she saw teeth slowly regrowing.

"Ah, shit..." Kakra grumbled... before the middle beast cracked her in the back of the head. Unlike before, instead of going flying, she simply stumbled forward. "That was ch-" And then it hit her again... and again... pummeling her into the ground in a frenzy.

It gave a final, bloodthirsty roar before inspecting its handy work, seeming pleased that she wasn't moving anymore. It then seemed annoyed by something. The ball of light that Kakra had created was steadily growing brighter. The two beasts roared and screeched at it, flailing at it, clearly wanting to tear it from the sky and end its blinding presence and keep it from stinging their eyes.

A crackling noise got their attention back away from it though. Kakra had regained her feet and was arching her back, snapping it back into place.

"That one stung," her lip curled as she spoke. The second charged her, swinging its club, but Kakra wound up a punch and splintered it in one go. She then kept going with a second to its gut, and finishing with a third to its face as it doubled over. The first was already rushing in next, but her momentum kept going as she rounded on it. It clawed at her, but she spun around, grabbing and twisting its meaty wrist, causing it to tumble head over heel as its own momentum sent it sprawling.

"Hey, Gregor? How's it going over there?" She called out as the two monsters attempted to collect themselves. She could beat on them all day, but they could put themselves back together almost as well as she could... and she didn't have all day. She needed to figure out how to kill them.

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Meanwhile, somewhere in the school, a certain farming implement would begin to tremble... and then glow.
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The monster was charging at him, its movement wild. Clumsy. Easy to read.

Not a problem.

Or at least it wouldn't have been, if he hadn't suddenly been attacked unexpectedly from behind. He turned himself as he flew forward, just in time to see his would be savior get cracked across the skull and go flying. They slammed into the canopy, but even before they slid off and crumpled at Alexei's feet like a broken doll he could already tell. He didn't need to look at the angle of their neck for a moment to know there was no coming back from that.

He averted his eyes from the sight, instead focussing on the towering beasts in front of him. He grit his teeth, and tried to bury what he was feeling. It wouldn't help anyone right now. "Damn you." He said under his breath. "Why do you always have to make everything worse?"

He brought up the gun and knife in a standard CQC grip and the rainbow light began to coracle to life around his hands again when all of a sudden the body started giving off a blinding light. An ability set to activate upon? Alexei leaped away, anticipating some kind of revenge power to ravage the enemy. When the light stopped, however, all that stood there was...a girl? Had they always been a girl? A girl that seemed in good spirits, at that rate. She set out to engage the enemy and Alexei took that moment to fall back to a safe position and wait for his oppertunity.

One came as one of the two monsters the girl was handling all on her own started back to its feet from the flip she'd given it earlier. Alexei darted forward, slipping the flare gun into the hem of his pants as he ram up the monsters back, half climbing up its shaggy mane as the creature drew itself to full height. Up close like this the stench was nearly unbearable, but he managed to scurry up to its shoulder before it realized what was happening.

He brought the knife down into the side of the creatures neck. Its thick skin would normally prevent a knife like this from piercing its hide, but Alexei brought his free hand down in a open palm strike to the base of the handle, sending it digging into the flesh to the hilt. The monster let out a pained grunt and reached up to its shoulder with a hand as big an Alexei himself, but Alexei wasn't on its shoulder anymore. He flipped over the knife, planting his feet on the monsters chest and hanging from the handle, using his full weight to jerk down and gouge an even larger wound.

Still, the wound was already closing up again, stitching back together through some cursed quirk of biology. That was to be expected though. He had, in fact, been counting on it. Letting the flesh grow back just enough to ensnare the knife again, Alexei let go with one hand and pulled the flare gun from the hem of his pants. As the monster readjusted to pull this tiny annoyance off it's chest instead of its shoulder he pushed up, stuck the barrel right into the still open wound, and pulled the trigger.

This got the monsters attention. There was a sound of sizzling pork and a smell like burning swampwood as the flare burned within its flesh. It let out a scream like a bull elephant and began clawing at the wound, desperately ripping out chunks of flesh but only succeeding at driving the flare deeper as though it were a stubborn splinter.

As it wailed and flailed Alexei let himself drop, abandoning the knife and combat rolling out of the way of its stamping feet. Retreating to a safe distance he popped open the gun and let the spent flare drop out of it before reaching into his coat and pulling out another one. It was Yekatarian regulations that all helicopters carry at least 4 emergency flares. This pilot had stocked three. Cheap bastard.

He loaded the weapon with the second flare, gripped it in both hands, and brought it up so he could aim down the barrel. He focussed on it, still flailing, still screaming that eerie scream.

He whislted mockingly at it.

It turned to look at him with that still gaping mouth.

He fired.

It stopped screaming. All that came out of its mouth was a flaccid choking sound and smoke.

The thing was still alive though, weakened but angry as hell, so he quickly loaded his last flare.
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After "fixing" the Alicia and Nidgart situation. Ivan had taken a walk around the school. His thoughts were still erratic from his encounter and he needed to find a way to calm down. He eventually stopped to get some lunch, believing a nice meal is what he needed to get his mind off recent events. He sat outside at his favorite bench with a view of the open fields. The sight of grass and the occasional flower accented by the forest stretching out in the distance was the perfect backdrop. It was relaxing and reminded him of home. However, today it seemed that even that small comfort was spoiled. Ivan sat before the sight of flaming wreckage of some kind of machine. He wasn't sure how but there was also a dumpster in said machine.

He just couldn't be bothered at the moment to deal with whatever this development was. He accepted insanity and ate a golden potato in peace as he watched the events unfold like some kind of stage play. There was a lot of yelling but it actually seemed like everyone was working things out as the Ratman helped save the pilot. Ivan actually found the whole thing to be quite an inspiring sight. There was nothing like seeing his fellow classmates work out there differences and come together to give him hope in the world. Ivan was starting to finally relax. He was even getting ready to get up and see if he could help. He didn't know the strange machine but with proper directions could probably fix it. That is when things took an unexpected turn. The pilot seemed to disagree with something the Alexei said as he took off into the woods the boy shooting some kind of rainbow beam after him. The pilot avoided it though and escaped into the woods. Ivan had figured that he wasn't coming back for the machine then and sat back to wait for the janitor to inevitably clean up this mess. However, the pilot came back. He was running full speed and he ran right past the crash site, across the big open field and then right past Ivan. 'This guy sure could run.' Ivan thought as the man continued right into the school. Ivan was wondering what he was screaming about when he heard a monstrous roar in the distance.

Three strange looking beasts emerged from the forest. They had long noses and wielded large knarled clubs. Ivan did not know what to make of this as he had never seen these creatures and wasn't sure if their appearance here was a normal occurrence. 'Afterall demons have become an accepted species among humans so why not local tribes of wild beasts.' Ivan thought darkly as he was once again faced with more social challenges. He wasn't going to assume they are a problem until they demonstrated hostile intent. I mean sure they were carrying clubs and looked pissed, but maybe the pilot is to blame for that and a friendly agreement could be worked out. Ivan noticed Alexie had crawled into the wreck. He emerged with a knife and some kind of gun. Ivan was starting to get a bad feeling now as the trolls were approaching fast. It seems Kato had the same thought as he went rushing to Alexei's aid shoving him out of the way as the first troll closed in. He didn't stand a chance. Ivan once again cursed his sightas he watched the troll swing its mightly club right into Kato's head the world slowed as Ivan's vision seemed to zoom in on the sight of Kato's head snapping to the side from the force of the blow. Ivan could practically hear the bones cracking in the Kato's neck. His body was flung into the wreckage and his body was bent in an unnatural way around a supporting structure. As Kato's body slid to the ground Ivan could the color drain from Kato's face and his eyes lose focus. Kato was dead. Ivan did not need to be a doctor to know this was true. The shock of such a revelation was the only thing keeping Ivan in place as he had to process this fact.

However, that's when Kato's body began glowing. Ivan's eyes were drawn to Kato's body as it changed before his eyes. His hair became blonde and his eyes changed to blue. Ivan could also tell his body had become thinner. If Ivan didn't know any better he would have thought he'd become a girl. This girl, Kakra, wasted no time delivering a counter-attack to the trolls. Ivan witnessed a formidable display of might as she battled the trolls to an impressive stand still. She gave blow after blow and even when she looked like she had been taken out for thoe count got back at it. He was so enraptured that he almost missed the telltale vibration on his back. Ivan looked to see his hoe had begun to glow. He wasn't sure when it happened. The deep crimson was bathing his features with a sickly red light as the realization dawned on him. 'They were here.' Ivan thought in an ever-increasing rage, 'That witch's magic is here! Are those creatures theirs?! If they are...I will kill them all!!!'

Ivan rose to his feet grabbing his stone bench and tearing it from the ground. He starts to walk, then run, then dead on charge at the trolls the bench being dragged behind its shape morphing as he went. He notes many changes in the fight as he closes the distance. The new girl, Kakra was a fierce fighter and took many hard blows as well as give them, but the enemy was not deterred by her power. They seemed able to regenerate their wounds and were pressing their numbers advantage. There were three enemies total Ivan had counted and the girl had two before her while the Ratman tangled with the other. Ivan figured if he took one off the girl it would even the odds. Finally, with a target in mind, Ivan let his thoughts begin to fade away, wrath born three hundred years ago was emerging and Ivan was going to get his first taste of vengeance.

As Ivan closed in on the fight Kakra had just finished flipping over a troll as Alexei came in to assist. Ivan instead focused on the second troll and revealed his weapon. The bench had been converted into a large pike with rebar making up the core of the shaft with multiple stone fish hook like spikes running down its length. A large counterweight of stone was on the end with Ivan to balance the oversized stabbing weapon, or so it seemed. As Ivan closed in on the unarmed troll he let out a scream filled with hatred as he impaled the beast on the end of his spear. The spear ran clean through the creature spilling its blood all over Ivan as it let out an inhuman roar of pain. The troll shoves Ivan off him using its immense strength and knocks him to the ground causing him to release the spear. The troll then tries to pull the spear out with its hands but the hooks left in the spear make it all but impossible. The blood had already stopped flowing from the troll's wound but it clearly didn't like Ivan's weapon being stuck in its guts. Ivan in the meantime had gotten back to his feet and lunges for the spear. However, the troll was focused now and it sidesteps Ivan's lung and trips him with his leg. Ivan is sent off balance and falls forward having to catch himself with his arms. The troll seeing this opportunity brings down a powerful double-handed slam on to Ivan just as he is getting to his knees. As a result, the blow ends up connecting with Ivan's head ans shattering it and causing a massive crack to form down his body. Ivan sits there unmoving as the troll slowly retracts its hands. The others would see it smile at its vile accomplishment. Though its joy is short-lived as it notices its buddy going up in flames. That moment of distraction is also when the troll hears something strange. The sound of stone scraping stone. He looks down to a horrible sight. Ivan's body is moving and his hand is resting on the stone weight, but something is wrong. The stone mass that makes up the weight was moving along the shaft. It was moving into its body the other end as well. It could feel a painful wriggling as the hooks inside its body shift and move as the large mass merges with rest in the center of its body. The troll is not interested in seeing where this ends and starts trying to pummel Ivan's body again, but something is wrong. The stone isn't cracking and it feels denser. It bashes, again and again, its hands breaking and regenerating with every swing painting Ivan's body in its blood. It could feel something was coming. It began to panic giving up on offense and trying to flee instead, but it couldn't move. It was as if the stone man's body was fused to the handle and to the earth itself. It was coming whatever it was the wiggling in its guts was so intense.

At that moment the troll uttered its first and final words. In a deep guttural voice it said, " What are you doing to me?" in response Ivan raised his hand and made an opening motion. The mass of metal and stone inside the troll shot out of its body as multiple spikes and blades were formed all at once. The troll was completely eviscerated in seconds leaving nothing behind but a writhing mound of blood and meat perforated with stone and steel. The troll still lived even despite the horrid condition of its body. It even now squirmed against the many protrusions tearing its body to shreds. Ivan began to slowly piece his body back together. The troll had greatly damaged his body and it was all he could do to hold himself together after the brutal onslaught of blows the thing had delivered before being halted by Ivan turning its body into a grotesque work of art. Despite everything, the troll's arms were still intact and that worried Ivan. If someone were to get to close it may get the bright idea to grab said person and impale them on one of Ivan's spikes. Hopefully, it could be dealt with safely while he recovered.
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She tried. She tried not to fully give into anger. But right now, that task seemed impossible. Her figure bruised from the fall. Dirtied. Felt up by the cold hands of her own kin. There was a ruckus outside. There was no pudding. The lunchlady and her mop had already begun to rudely move Sasha out of her way. She stood there, limp as one of the many undead that sometimes roamed the country-side. She could feel that Alyonna had cleared some distance. She could properly focus. She could properly smite now.

She cupped her hands.

The battlefield's luminosity increased significantly. As if someone had turned on some searchlights to help find and navigate through the wreck and monsters. But it was no mere light. Shasa stood on her feet, her hands raised in the air, a bright orb above her head... that kept growing and growing with each fraction of second that passed.

"Forget the pudding. Forget the food. Forget Nidfart. I have never been vexed so much in a single day. By acquaintances, family, and even strangers. I am going to pass judgment on all on you. Including Sir Cuddles. You will soon pay the price for crossing the Yenin so wantomly." Sasha whispered, as the orb of light kept growing and growing, more power accumulating.
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The demondragon said nothing as Alicia decided to walk out on his offer to discuss tournament matters, she seemed to have no interest in it after all. Appearantly his accidental slip had likely given her an ample reason to refuse his offer. Perhaps she never were interested to begin with. He shook his head briefly, as he made it to his dorm room. He met no one on the way there, most were likely having something to eat or enjoying the outdoors.

The dark haired young man reached into his pockets, taking out the dorm room key. Wasting no time he put it into the keyhole and twisted it around, unlocking the door before stepping inside, he reached for the lever on the wall, causing many torches with red flames to light up the room.

His somewhat normal looking arm reached for the door and locked it after having taken out the key. The first thing people met by entering into his dorm room was a door to left leading into the bathroom, as unfitting it was calling it such. As the main room was covered up by a large red pair of covers which he slid apart and closed behind him. Entering his window-lacking room, it's decoration was mainly a couple of water proof paintings and tapestries, in the middle of the room was a bathrub, or rather a squared pool. As if made for four people. There was also a bookcase, a bed and a couch in the room.

This was specifically put in here as the regular one-person bathrooms were too small to hold such a thing. Then ofcourse there was the communal baths. Though he tended to avoid those, mainly as he recall some of the boys in the school have holy properties and would purify the water in an instant. Such would be a bad experience for someone like him.

Though his dorm room was fine, it was wide and tall to the ceiling, allowing him to spread out his massive wings. Though one thing at a time. First he went over to a desk by the end of the wall, opening a box and taking out his spare visor, quickly attaching it on his head. He breathed out in relief, now more relaxed. "This day, I am sure something good will come at the end of it to balance out this overall bad luck." The demondragon reached up and unbuttoned his shirt using his non-deformed hand, tossing it to the side before slipping out of his boots, kicking them to the side casually. "A bath would be good right about now..." He said aloud despite none being in the room.

He began to unhinge his belt, followed by unbuttoning his black pants and taking them off. Leaving him only with a pair of socks and dark underwear. Well, and his visor ofcourse. Which he wouldn't take off. Only when sleeping, but that was because it was a bother to sleep with it on. Sufficient enough that he had an oversized arm and wings that prevented him from ever lying on his back.

The demondragon sighed softly. "Maybe I should go speak with Rat King later... That might make this day a little bit better." He said in a humming manner, as he quickly tore off his socks, throwing them in the laundry bin in the room. Then lastly took the last piece of garment off, now wandering across the room in the nude. He walked over to pour up water into the tub, turning the valve before going swiftly to the bathroom door, opening it and going in to grab a piece of exotic demon friendly soap, imported and bearing the name 'Ravenovich Special' and a long brush so he could properly reach where he needed. Like his large deformed arm and his wings.

"Hmm..." He said after having watched the tub being filled with water. He leaned down to turn the valve again to stop the water flow, he remember he'd forgotten something. And thus went into the bathroom area again, taking hold of the yellow rubber duck which had become a traditional bathing partner for him.

Nidgardt casually threw it into the tub before taking a few careful steps to walk into the tub. "What a day..." He seated himself in the middle of the tub.

"Good grief..." The dark haired and paleskinned young man reached for the soap before placing it into his oversized clawed hand, then he tried to rub his both hands together, it only lasted for awhile before the soap flew out of his grasp and took a dive into the water. The demondragon just gave the water a bored stare, then to the yellow rubber duck, which had the same expression as it always had.

This is all a test. A test by the higher powers. Do not give into the state of reckless rage and anger. A good mind is a collected mind, think of the wellbeing of all the people around yourself. He blew some air through his nose, then reached for the long brush he had taken with him, applying some soap unto it aswell as water, then he began to clean himself. Brushing off his large wings one after the other.

Ahh, at least the water helps in making this day abit better. He thought to himself, then began to spread out both his wings out to their maximum, spreading across the room, water sliding all the way down to his body, which had been decorated by scars. Both from before his time joining the school and during his three years there. He treasured them, as they were all telling a story. Which lesson had to be learnt to avoid being scarred in the same manner again.

Nidgardt smiled softly, looking them over and remembering how they ended up on his body. How he had improved during his years at the school, and that there was surely much more he could accomplish. Amongst warriors a sign of scarring was a thing to be respected. At least among the majority, then there were those who'd were so good that they've never had been scarred ever or those mending themselves of them to look better. The young demondragon didn't think much about looks, other than when it came to his own eyes. In them he could see the nature of himself, his mixed nature and how it was screaming out at him to give into feelings of dominance, arrogance and lust.

His father while wanting him to be powerful had made certain that Nidgardt also learnt restraint in order to not become a mindless beast. As he wanted him alive. It was natural for a parent to not wanting their child to die. In his own father's case, he was certain his own father had some great design made out for him. His father was not the loving kind, unless it involved gold and riches. He even hoarded powerful objects which he never used, for the sake of just having them. Never actually making use of them.

Nidgardt didn't know if this was part of his father's greed or if he was being foolish. Though you wouldn't get away with calling a dragon a fool, especially not one like his father. It would be met by quite the backlash. The young demondragon set his sight on the yellow rubber duck, reaching out with his non-deformed hand, grabbing hold of it. He gave a slight smirk before he pressed it, causing it to let out a beep.
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For Gregor, the world was spinning. He watched in absolute horror as Kato sacrificed themselves to save Alexi, the shattered form of his friend smashing into the helicopter and slinking to the floor. Their neck mangled, and bent like a poor bird's neck caught in the jaws of a predator. It was as if the seconds turned the minutes, and the moment to eternity as Gregor lost himself to his rage and began to scream like a wild animal. He began to move his hands, as if he was crushing something between his hands as a light enveloped him, Kakra's magic taking hold. As the fight broke out, Gregor's allies bought him the time he needed to complete his rage fueled proclamation. Every rat nearby could hear it, from those hiding in the nooks and crevices of the school to the rodents skittering in the forest nearby where the trolls had emerged from, the call of their king. His army assembled as the trolls were battered, but unbroken by his friends and rushed forth as Gregor trembled with absolute anger.

Gregor called forth almost a thousand rodents of various sizes to his side, coming from all directions in a whirlpool of fur and fury. "Come, my minions! Rise for your mastah! We sing the song of death! Your foot beats da drums of war, your heart beats the tempo!" He began, the rat inside of his shirt seeming to be helping him direct the horde from his shoulder, whispering into his ear as the voice of reason among the storm of rage. The army descended upon the trolls without mercy, and the rats began to climb the lumbering brutes and knaw into their regenerating flesh. Gregor himself descended with violent abandon upon the mass of destroyed viscera and mulched bone that Ivan had created, chewing around and through bits of concrete and rebar with his minions, soon devouring the entire mass. As the troll attempted to regrow, it was bathed in the acids of a thousand stomachs and rendered inert, chunks of the flesh turning to stone in Gregor's stomach.

The troll facing against Alexi was also swarmed, but the rats took advantage of its weakened state, quickly gnawing through the flesh of its face and skull, opening a wide bloody wound revealing squirming grey matter as they open a window for Alexi to shoot the troll, a new open window for a kill shot. The rest of the troll is swarmed and bitten into in order to keep the weakened monstrosity from moving to violently as its joints and tendons are torn apart. Wails of pain and suffering could be heard from the beast as it is flooded utterly with torment and suffering unlike anything it has ever felt before. It gurgled, its burnt vocal cords snapped and reforged themselves as it shrieks.

For the giant facing against Kakra fared the best in the event of the rat invasion as instead of a horrific amount of rodents swarming and devouring them, it only had a far fewer number of rats chewing into its legs as it appears to have a pair of fuzzy boots on. Their idea was to either chew off its legs and send it tumbling, or allow Kakra to tear it apart while it tried to smash away the rodents consuming it. The rats chewed into and through its knees as it began flailing and falling over, the dimwitted giant unable to fight both the rats and Kakra at the same time. "WAAAHH! DEY EATIN ME! IT HURTS, IT HURTS!" It screamed and then stumbled as the terror of the situation dawned upon them.

Gregor shrieked in fury as he finished his meal, and descended upon the troll Kakra was fighting, smashing the Troll's head with his tail repeatedly as it regrew. The intelligent rat poked its head out of Gregor's shirt collar, and looked to Kakra. "They'll keep regrowing until they're harmed with either fire or acid. Kakra, if you can, set them ablaze. We don't have enough rats to devour another whole, but we can keep them incapacitated for now." It explained as Gregor began to tear into the troll, utilizing his tail to rend flesh and bone.
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