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[quote=Silhouette][color=red]"Portal chick is not for kill. Yet."[/color][/quote][/center]

Although a fight was never over until it was over, Silhouette could tell this fight was headed towards its climax. The Monster Queen had sustained many injuries from Sil and the others and seemed to be getting more desperate by the moment. But with this many magical girls teaming up, was that even surprising? Sure, they were far from cohesive and she was sure if she didn't devote a good majority of her attention to watching out for the others that she might end up incurring some friendly fire, but the results were still satisfactory, so far. 

In her time as a magical girl, she had yet to once see a trained team of magical girls that rivaled the discipline of her squad from her human days in the special forces unit she'd once been a part of. What made them special was their knowledge of each others' strengths and weaknesses, and their ability to play off of that. Absolute trust in each other's skills, too. 

In contrast... well, the Ascendancy seemed to be a group cosplaying as trained soldiers, from her limited exposure to them. She could show them a thing or three in that regard. She'd need a squad though, but Amaryllis wasn't Cradle and she had a strong feeling her knife would somehow find its way into Blair's back if they went that route? Well, getting intimate with the one person she could deal with was probably best. Perhaps instead of beating up Trixy and calling it training, she could beat up Trixy while also training? 

Or maybe she should just beat up Trixy? 

Given the girl's current reaction to Mariette's appearance, Trixy was making it difficult to not think that the best course of action. 

[color=red][i]Trixy, most people prefer not to ally with those that shoot at them.[/i][/color]

Silhouette waited atop the wrecked warehouse in the cold rain. The Monster Queen had for the briefest of moments been occupied, so seeing what Trixy's actions resulted in was her objective for right now. Aggression by Mariette would, unfortunately, result in retaliation. But Sam hoped it wouldn't come to that, as the girl would be better as an ally than a corpse. 

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[color=turquoise]"Friends are friends, even if I have nightmares from now on!"[/color]

[color=888888]— Emily[/color]
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Emily acknowledged that the soul-zapping beam coming from the horror had been stopped, but that did not mean Sakura hadn't been reckless. If it were just one big monster, one foe, then Emily might not be so worried, but there were multiple! Using all your mana in these situations was very dangerous and there were few things in the world Emily wanted to see less than Sakura being in such a dangerous situation. 

[color=turquoise]"Just don't do something like that without a good backup plan!"[/color] she warned and was ready to once again pick Sakura up and jet away when she saw the beam coming, yet it was blocked by Shoggy. [color=turquoise]"Oh, thank you so much...?"[/color]

Upon abandoning her more... 'aesthetic' or 'palatable' form, Shoggy sprinted (or crawled?) at the other horror in what was perhaps the least 'okay' thing Emily had bore witness to in some time. It wasn't like she hadn't seen a digusting, mortifying horror before, and she had actually seen worse... it's just that she wasn't desensitized to such things, either, even in her lengthy time as a magical girl.

But she shook her head. No matter what form it took, Shoggy was helping them and was a friend! [color=turquoise]"L-lets focus on the wolf!"[/color] Emily suggested as she took off behind the crawling mass of nope, ready to blast it with a stream of fire when the opportunity presented itself. [color=turquoise]"It looks like there's only one more foe after this one!"[/color]

But... was that right? 

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[color=purple]"Bet you can't guess my favorite food. Hint: Eating it is frowned upon."[/color]

[color=888888]— Hilaria[/color]
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Viper was the fulcrum of Hilaria's rage. Without her, there was no proper outlet for the ancient. She was nothing more than a berserker without purpose and she would merely destroy whatever she could. As sad as the state she was in was, she couldn't merely snap out of it, either. That chance had come and gone. 

So, yet again, Hilaria threw herself at something with no purpose other than to destroy it, though she was looking a little less bulky now that the dragon had perished.

Connie and Mia would feel something collide with the beanstalk and then begin to rapidly ascend it, leaving small purple fires in her wake, which would begin to spread around the base of the stalk. Before she made it to the two at the top she suddenly decided to press her feet up to the stalk and pushed off with incredible force, aided by her gravity spec, right towards a new target, Faith! 

After hearing Connie’s confusion, Faith had lowered her bow and was composing herself to explain the situation. Though she was able to spot Hilaria soaring towards her.

[b]”Wha-!”[/b]

The fairy hopped into the air. She attempted to glide out of the way, but Hilaria’s mastery over gravity allowed her to adjust her flight path. Faith strummed her harp to throw chords of music in between herself and Hilaria. But the enraged magical girl would not be slowed down. She tore through the musical shield as if it were nothing but string, and wrapped her arms around Faith’s torso. She screamed as the two descended to earth. Fortunately they weren’t very high up, but they still sunk into the grassy dirt because of the rainfall. 

Faith was momentarily in a state of vertigo. The pain wrecking her back was almost enough to make her black out. At that moment, it was all she could focus on. She couldn’t even recall what had hit her, or how long ago it had happened. Though the pain subsided and sensation returned to her. Her vision was blurry, but she could see a dark shape moving in front of the moon. Her arms had been flung over her head, and every breath caused her stomach to touch something metal and cold, but that sensation would go away. Metal hands uncoiled from around her waist and something shuffled to its feet. 

[b]”Mmph…”[/b]

Faith blinked a few times, and the dark shape took form under the lunar light. It was coming back to Faith now. The danger hadn’t passed. The berserker stood up up with relative ease. She towered over Faith, baring her teeth menacingly. Faith could feel her heart sink into her chest when she realized Hilaria wasn’t done with her. The berzerker needed no provocation, she just descended. Faith reached out in an attempt to stop her, but Hilaria caught her arm and rolled Faith over onto her stomach. She was covered in mud, but neither she Faith or her attacker cared about that. Her harp had been flung from her hands, and laid just out of reach. That didn’t stop her from reaching for it, but her bicep was seized, and now both of her arms were pinned over her head. Hilaria had Faith trapped between her knees, and had sunk into the earth a good bit. There wasn’t any way she could escape. Faith attempted to turn her head so that she could look over her shoulder, but all that greeted her was the menacing glare of the berserker. Her heart beat out of her chest when she felt Hilaria’s warm breath on her neck. Her teeth were still stained with Viper’s blood, her heart was still filled with anger. The dragon descended on its prey.

Faith screamed.