[@Enkryption][@Krayzikk][@Plank Sinatra]

[b]Big Mama Jin - Number One Woman in Japan[/b]

Morimoto was dead, done and dusted. Like a shitty class art project that got smashed cos some clumsy oaf tripped over a chair and went like all "strike-out!" on the thing. Always kinda funny to watch, but not if you'd been the one to make it, you know? Like her deceased teach's parents definitely weren't gonna be happy. It wasn't like they could blame his death on the misfortune of his birth, not when some asshole magus that wasn't her or Dor or Lia or wow there were a lotta fucking wizards around today was responsible, but in any case, Morimoto was dead and it was all the fault of a bastard who was infecting people with terracotta-itis like someone playing that Pandemic web game or whatever. A fucking bummer, you know? Like yeah, Ryou always thought he was a spineless dweeb, but it still was pretty shitty that he got ganked and parasited by some crazy Chinese wizardry.

"So long, Morimoto," she said, glancing at the terracotta remains. "Gimme a good word with Yanwang, yeah? Wanna get as much good karma, h-"

The terracotta remains were alive.

"Haaaiiiiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh."

What the fuck, they weren't even dead yet? Even when she'd killed their asses literally stone dead? Zombies were like supposed to be squeezed totally dry as a genre, but Bingmayong thought it was cool getting on that kinda game right now? Ryou was feeling like she'd walked in on the Dragon Quest creative process here. Like what the hell? [color=7851a9]There was no need in our land for worthless drivel![/color] Fengxian was always pretty cool with folks sticking to their guns, real ballsy of them you know, but sticking super hard was just some nincompoop thinking. Look at Kongming! She wasn't some strats whiz like that lazy asshole'd been, but even she knew (and that was without her fortune telling) that gluing so hard to the Longzhong Plan meant fucking jackshit. 

Xuande should've stuck with her.

Not some small fry.

Not like the terracotta fodder.

Magical Girl Romantico ☆ Lia wanted her to clear them out while she looked for the mage responsible?

"[color=7851a9]You are going to make it worth my time, right?[/color]" Fengxian asked, voice low. There was a grin across her face. "[color=7851a9]Do what you will. I just need someone to fight![/color]"

She was pissed off. He was itching for a fight. Their goals coincided.

So this was what it was like to channel a Heroic Spirit. Her ancestors would be proud.

"Come on fuckers, show me your game face!"

[b][color=7851a9]Install.[/color][/b]

GOD FORCE was manifest. The mechanical armoured hero known as Fengxian swung, the mighty halberd sweeping away at its foes. The terracotta would fall again. And again. And again. That was the vow of their [color=7851a9]TAMASHIIIII[/COLOR]!!