[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/5r7OTIh.png[/img] [b][color=Aquamarine]wordcount:[/color][/b] 896 (+2) [b][color=Aquamarine]Midna: level 2[/color][/b] EXP: [color=Aquamarine]//////[/color]////////////// (6/20) [b][color=Aquamarine]Location:[/color][/b] Sandswept Sky (desert): Vah Naboris [/center] Midna exited the multicolored light show rubbing her poor abused eyes again. She had not been having a good day when it came to her corneas. After a few moments of recovery she had a chance to inspect herself, finding first that she had differently hued skin, warm bronze replacing the pale turquoise while the black where her true form’s outfit had fused with her body remained as it was. She was also significantly more muscle density than she had before. She’d gone from noodle armed imp to tiny powerhouse. She even had abs! Also, she was now wearing a skirt and, functionally, nothing else. Noticing Tora’s agape expression she covered her technically bare chest, faking shocked modesty for just a moment before laughing at him. [color=Aquamarine]”If you think I look good now you should see what I look like when I break this curse”[/color] she teased him before continuing her examination. A quick look over and a bit of hand patting found her over her remaining alterations. Gold bands on her arms that matched the [url=https://i.imgur.com/55RRoCb.png]shackle[/url] that bound her ponytail in style, earrings that where gold and neon blue instead of Urbosa’s gold and red, and, finally, Midna realized why her field of vision had still seemed off when she patted her face and found her nose had grown more prominent. [color=Aquamarine]”I’m going to need a mirror. A normal mirror.”[/color] she muttered to herself before shaking her head, earrings swinging and bapping her neck and chin as she did so. A proper fashion analysis and suitable adjustment could come later. She’d taken this spirit for reasons other than a makeover. [color=Aquamarine]”Now, lets’ take a look at you”[/color] Midna said drifted back over to the central core she was going to inspect before they were so rudely interrupted, and looked upon it with new eyes and knowledge. After a few moments of contemplation she grinned wide with confidence as she floated to its front and found the access point. Then she flicked her long hair to the side, infusing it with the fused shadow’s power mid swish and then driving a handless arm of magic into the center of the port. Power, will and wisdom pulsed through the link in both directions as Midna grit her teeth in concentration, and then, all at once, it was hers. A hologram of a [url=https://i.imgur.com/5ZI2VwK.png]Shiekah eye[/url] formed in front of her own exposed eye. Through it she saw through Vah Naboris', seeing the shifting sands from on high. She also saw what it really was. [color=Aquamarine]”It’s.. a weapon. A weapon to kill Gannon,”[/color] she said delightedly, if mostly to herself, as she withdrew the magical tendril and let the power within it die, her long hair falling back to hanging behind her. The magical eye remained, and would appear whenever the princess desired to command the Divine Beast, its will bound to her and the gilded Fused Shadow fragment she wore. She did so know, sending it lumbering towards the pyramid she had seen through its eyes, anticipating the request to travel to it. It was not much of a detour, she reasoned, and if she was going to take her own detour to find the mirror of twilight then it would hardly do to deny the Thieves their own little sidequest. [color=Aquamarine]”And we are off,”[/color] she told those who had remained inside the central chamber, [color=Aquamarine]”heading for a pyramid that's on the way to the mountain that those kids will want to look at”[/color] [color=Aquamarine]”Also it seems safe to say we don’t have any healers. Guess you’ll have to learn to not get hit like me”[/color] she said cockily as she landed next to Primrose, Poppi and Tora, nodding in approval at the latter's decision to crush the spirit rather than let anyone absorb it or let it escape somehow. Standing next to them she found that she was now closer to the size of a very short woman in height, the top of her head being at around chest height on the two women where she’d been waist high before. Still a ways to go, the twilight princess thought to herself, but maybe this could work out with a few more adjustments. [color=Aquamarine]”or keep an eye out for Recovery Hearts. You can probably guess what they look like. Maybe there’s some in containers in this place that might hold some? Or other useful things. Certainly feels big enough to have a secret or two hidden inside,”[/color] she suggested more practically, as she summoned one of her Wolfos and then used its fluffy body as a pillow to lean against, legs dangling over the side of the central platform with one crossed over the other as she lay back and rested her head on its soft fur. The issue of whether they would still be able to carry her weight could wait till she’d rested and recuperated from the fight, transformation and takeover of the titan’s systems. Maybe she could find something to fuse with them to make them bigger, she thought to herself, or perhaps her more muscular body might make that not quite so necessary anymore. [color=Aquamarine]”have an explore if you like, I’ll let you know when we arrive, unless you want to stick around and have a chat with my charming self?”[/color] she suggested to the others as she half focused on guiding Vah Naboris and examining the desert through its eyes. A little bit of adjustment to the brightness had let her actually take it all in for the first time, free from the glare of the sun outside. Coming up here had defiantly been a good idea. [hr] [center] [img]https://www.mariowiki.com/images/thumb/b/b2/Koopa_Troop_artwork.png/658px-Koopa_Troop_artwork.png[/img] [b][color=FD0000]wordcount:[/color][/b] 373 (+1) (fight exp and bonus +20) (-5 to free Dante [b][color=FD0000]Bowser: Level 7 [/color][/b] EXP: [color=FD0000]///////////////////////////////////////////////////[/color]//////////////////////// (66/80) [b][color=FD0000]Location:[/color][/b] The Dead Zone - Sundered Avenue [/center] It had worked. The horrible pink heart had fused with Dante as expected, and then both freed her and dropped her out of her huge murder fly form. Realization that the red team weren't her enemies also came instantly, which was in retrospect something Bowser perhaps should have been worried about not happening but what was done was done. The plan had worked and the incredibly dangerous woman was now on their side. They weren't done of course, there was still the Slayer for one, but fortunately for the likely rather weary party (Bowser certainly felt like he could do with a break) V had that covered. A titan fell from the sky to duke it out with the slayer, hurting the marine enough that even when he came out of the brawl as the victor Blazermate was able to heart him without much trouble. The rest of the outstanding issues fell to Dante, who casually decked and freed both V and Tess when both of them failed to recognize the fight was over due to Galeem’s influence. With them down and on their side it was, at last, over. [hr] [color=FD0000]”WE’D HAVE BEEN FINE IF SOMEONE HADN’T TOTALED OUR NEW RIDE”[/color] Bowser commented pointedly when Nero talked about the now rather large size the red team had grown too and the inability to fit them all in the only vehicle they had left between them, [color=FD0000]”SO I GUESS SOME OF YOU ARE WALKING WITH ME”[/color] They might have expanded a fair bit by joining up with the gang of demon and devil killing experts, but it was immensely gratifying for the silver haired team who had probably been in-charge of them to immediately defer to his leadership, even if it was probably due to a complete disinterest in such a position the role on Nero’s part. [color=FD0000]”WELL DON’T JUST STAND THERE. GET IN OR GET WALKING, WE’VE GOT A, UH, TREE TO PUT DOWN?”[/color] He hadn’t paid that much attention to the actual mission parameters, [color=FD0000]”TO UPROOT! Yeah that works better. LET’S GET TO STOMPING!”[/color] With that, the king did just that, lumbering off in the direction of the last root while people either packed into the van or followed his footsteps.