[center][h1]Reaver[/h1] [@BrokenPromise] [/center] [right][i]Pain... Pain... [b]Pain?[/b] No... Pleasure. Sweet pleasure. The flesh of lightning had been consumed. The anger was sated. The mission was accomplished[/i][/right] Reaver stood still, twitching as the ravaging energies numbed his body and brough invigorating pain through all of his body. So drunk he was, his limbs staggered, and he could only walk as if wading through water. He had done it. Cindy... was gone. He had destroyed a person. Probably a legacy of more than one lifetime? Was it really worth it? He did not take time to ponder, as a jolt awakened from his numbness. He felt burning, and fluid building up in his lungs. Bright red blood appeared in his mouth as a magical bullet began to forcibly shred his chest with thorns and vines. Reaver shot a last withering glare at those leaving. So close... yet so far. They were cradle, most likely. If he had anticipated this, he would have had carried a bomb to toss through the portal. Fighters did leave, but more remained. The unstable equilibrium was giving in to more chaos. And he had to rip the goddamn bramble out of his chest. He grunted and dug his hand deep, uprooting the damn thing with all of his might and tearing a good chunk of flesh too. It was at this point that the tiny samurai had made her stance. He crushed the damned contraption in his hands, like one crushes vermin or tears weed apart, as he clenched his teeth. And there was the scream he had heard too, amidst the summoning of a great, ugly creature. [i]Viper. I hope you can make it.[/i] He sincerely thought, as he got his bearings. He was nearly exhausted, shutting down his regeneration for a tiny drop of mana more, and fortifying his grave wounds with reinforcement. It was time for the curtain to fall... and yet. His eyes rested on the summoner. The dauntless girl, who was now having the whole weight of the world. [i]Let it go, Reaver. She knew what the risks were.[/i] He tried to convince himself. But he could not. Even if it was a pretend, there was a time he would have heeded to be the knight in shining armour rescuing damsels. Such a pity... Cindy had been marked even before he could truly pledge loyalties. Still... that girl had courage. It was painfully obvious she wished to run away, and yet she could not. His magic flared once again, his sword summoned, as he leapt through the ruined battlefield towards her. One of his arms was quickly growing cold and numb, and he was losing one of his lungs too. The sword flared up with barriers, becoming bigger and bigger. Past beyond the size of a sword. Past beyond the size of a tree. His arms and limbs flared in reinforcements. [i]Let's go with a bang, shall we?[/i] He grabbed the fairy girl with his free arm, clutching her close to him one handed. "Odin... wishes for you to live, Skald." He said curtly to Faith. Well, maybe he really did? In any case, a white lie wouldn't hurt much in this case. He couldn't pretend he was an ally of Cindy when he had just killed her. The sword rose, the barriers resplandecent. It stood tall. Taller than any tree. Rivaling buildings. "Cry, O Balmung!" Reaver snarled, feeling like doing a little of theatric. "Ash and Woe! Tis the Eve of Twilight!" He said, his blade now descending down hard in a glancing blow towards the pillar of bark and hornets, intent to scrap a good chunk of its outer matter, and then slam whoever was underneath, Reaver swinging so hard his arm going past the point of reinforcement and breaking in a couple of places. But, he needn't a sword anymore, just an arm to carry Faith, and reinforced legs to run. If chaos was wished... he would have to obligued. And so, he took his way out of battle, having achieved what he had been tasked to, carrying a not-so-fairy girl in the swiftest legs he could muster. [hr] There was no peace in Penrose city. Like the small embers of a blaze landing on dry folliage, so did the few monster and dark magical girls who had heard of the news of the uprising spread like an engulfing fire. Now, bolder than ever, their minds drunk in anarchy and vindictiveness, started their own night monster parade. For it was war, and it was liberation. Several of those, had chosen to take a well desired break by imposing on a random family. They were in the lounge, after having broken the door. "SAKE, MORE SAKE!" said [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b0/47/17/b04717067cc5bf358e9c855d80b62549.jpg]one[/url], giggling, as she held a young, clearly terrified [url=https://safebooru.org//images/2915/6752316622e4e12c936e6766e56a0fe9ef23b263.png?3037222]girl[/url] in her arms. "Mommy..." But [url=https://safebooru.org//samples/2911/sample_ea94d06fa74aec102548d6f942c4d40b2acf6e27.jpg?3032381]Yui Yamamoto[/url] had more things to worry about than her daughter being uncomfortable. First that fool of Sakura had to die in a car accident, and now there was a bunch of crazy cosplayers in her house, with dangerous intentions and weapons, demanding her hospitality. And it was just one week shy of getting the money needed to move out of Penrose again! [color=f26522]"Shake your booty more, you bitch!"[/color] said the [url=https://i.imgur.com/nUO2qEO.jpg]most[/url] rowdy looking of the three. [color=f26522]"You look like this was your kind of job!"[/color] She snarled as Yui's hand trembled as she served the bottle. The [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/aa/ce/fe/aacefe231c4bce0359ccc0cc8abde802.jpg]third girl[/url] was just eyeing Ai with a wistful stare, but still did look quite deadly on her own. "[color=ed1c24]Hm, mayhaps she can join our club, this little cute lady." [/color] Ai shivered. She missed daddy. Was there no one who could help? [hr] On another part of the city, but conveniently nearby, something else was happening. [url=https://safebooru.org//images/1612/37e7a0c7044a599da0008a87b35ee504ab1ef081.jpg?1688973]Doctor Edward Turner[/url], coroner, was heading towards the loneliness of his own home, when a [url=https://safebooru.org//samples/2792/sample_fad299188c43212d6d54c5c88c02f29891196d8e.jpg?2907532]bloodied girl[/url] fell from a nearby rooftop in front of him. "What the..." The jaded medical specialist muttered, only to take a couple of steps back, when a [url=https://safebooru.org//images/2765/30e4f0ae978b43ad0a98697f67d8be63090893f3.png?2879275]second girl[/url] dropped on top of the first one... heels first, with a weapon that would not look too off from a horror movie. [color=fff79a]"So, Like, Get Rekt!"[/color] The girl said in sadistic glee, as she brought down her blade on the almost helpless girl. The blood, the noise. It was all real. The gunshot was too. From the smoking barrel of a revolver in the doctor's hands. Once upon a time, Doctor Turned had bought the weapon and trained himself to shoot. When he was still married to a beatiful wife and child. Now both of those had been gone, but the training remained. A single shot hit the head of the girl, without letting her execute the fatal move, the weapon and clothes vanishing from thin air. That was some crazy...cosplay. No. It was not cosplay. It dawned on him. It was real. His mind wasn't playing tricks. "Stay still, missy, I will staunch the wound now." He said, as he began to perform first aid. [color=a187be]"Uhhh?" [/color] The girl said. [color=a187be]"Mimi wasn't told any of this when going on patrol!"[/color] She whimpered, and struggled. [color=a187be]"You mister need to forget! Forget about me, before the others who did in the rest of the patrol co-"[/color] Edward Turner [i]flew[/i] against one of the many concrete walls of the streets, his ribs fracturing, and losing all sensation of his lower body as a result of his spine being injuried too. [color=7ea7d8]"How could this normie ice Sarah-Mae? Granted she was a dense one, but still!"[/color] Edward only managed to see [url=https://safebooru.org//samples/2908/sample_8cd5b5ed2e131bf3f9627bda716c8d12ef3be71f.jpg?3029902]one[/url] of the other girls, who had used some kind of unseen force to blast him into a wall.[color=7ea7d8]"Hm, maybe...no, nevermind. Rend him apart, girls!"[/color] commanded the vicious looking girl to [url=https://safebooru.org//samples/2967/sample_d246eef09e1eb476c2c02f022343b1b60f0af341.jpg?3089880]other[/url] [url=https://safebooru.org//samples/2958/sample_567fbd2abf5aba8279c0102b7ff756d929d2b140.jpg?3080432]two[/url] of them who had dropped off the building in unison.