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[hider]Age: 22/15 | Gender: Female/Female | Light 
Ranged/Melee | Barrage/Third Eye | Beacon
Enhanced Outfit/Sorcery/Get Out of Jail/Blood Magic/Wings/Dual Weapon | Shine Spark/Perfect Life/Gifted Item | Vow of Patience/Excommunication
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Many things happened. A new arrival showed up and proved himself to be exceptionally bloodthirsty, but although he seemed familiar Alicia did not pay him too much attention as he moved forward. Whatever his deal was, that could be addressed after the fight here. Especially as he shifted into a monstrous form in a bloody display.

Her decision to have FanFan protect Leena was quickly proven a correct one, as several girls beelined for her and the sound of conflict soon rang through the air. In fairness Alicia hadn’t expected her to charge forward as she did, but she trusted in the metal armed Ascendancy girl to keep her in one piece. 

Reaching the edge of the mansion, Alicia found that there did not seem to be all that much between her and her target. She picked her path upwards, leaping and using her swords as leverage to boost what her own physical skill could not accomplish. It turned out climbing was not as hard as she had thought it would be, though the previous damage helped by making a lot more spots to anchor on. 

For a moment it seemed she was about to get tag teamed, only for one girl to divert and go for Leena instead. Alicia had more than enough to focus on with the one she had though, as a familiar red haired girl dive bombed her with slashing claws.

[color=aba000]”Ghnn,”[/color] she grunted, quickly creating a perch to anchor herself so as to deflect the incoming strike. Her arm rattled with the force behind the blow, but she did not falter. Not immediately anyway. 

At this point it seemed unlikely that Helga would be dissuaded. All she could do was state the facts, and hope that it created even a sliver of uncertainty that she could use to her advantage. [color=aba000]”So you sided with her,”[/color] she growled. [color=aba000]”I hope you’re ready for the consequences of this Helga. We’re not going to give the Trove a free pass anymore if its owners decide to side with enemies of the city.”[/color] 

But she didn’t expect that to really stop her. Instead she leapt upwards once more, reaching out to stab her blade into the side of the building. There she used it as an anchor point like a pendulum, directing her momentum and adding additional force as she launched a swinging kick at Helga that would hopefully toss her away from the building and allow the Paladin to finish the ascent to the roof without further difficulty. 

Still, who knew what would happen in the chaotic nature of combat?

[sub][@Ariamis][@Ponn][@PlatinumSkink][@Crusader Lord][@Majoras End][@AtomicNut][@MadManMoon][@BrokenPromise][@twave][@FamishedPants][/sub]
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Making her exit, Seppa did not expect some random girl to come barreling in out of nowhere and do the thing that they had been intending to do this whole time to Penny. She wasn’t one of their Agents, which made the intrusion all the more confusing. Still, Seppa wasn’t about to look astray at the opportunity it offered.

Quickly she relayed the information to Alma. Hopefully they could still salvage something from all of this. Though she could not turn back now at this point and still make it in time, she could lend a hand. With a mighty heave she threw back the sword she had been using, which would embed itself in the ground near where Oros had jumped. That way she’d be able to use it and get a bit of an advantage in the fight. 

With a rippling of reality, Oros and her targets arrived in the Overcity. Thanks to the preparations of the Mint beforehand she would find a [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f5/ac/5d/f5ac5d1a5e0d1a7219389b34513e0066.jpg]battlefield[/url] already prepared for her. The group found themselves in a fairly large valley, rock bluffs rising up on both sides.  The sky was darkened by clouds, twisting and sparking with weather patterns of lightning, fire, and ice that Earth could only dream of. It cast a somber and almost picturesque tableau over the fight that was to happen here. Jagged spikes of crystal jutted from the ground below, dark in color to contrast the lighter surroundings. 

More important was the liquid on the ground, primarily an orange color but occasionally shimmering and changing both tone as well as consistency. Thanks to previous experiences, Oros would not have much trouble identifying what this stuff was. It was magical waste, polluted and contaminated with byproducts from the main city itself as well as creation processes. The effects could be random to some extent, but generally speaking direct contact was not a wise decision unless one was prepared for it. With her particular gifts, Oros was likely better equipped to handle whatever might happen.

[sub][@Shifter_Master][@BrokenPromise][@DarkwolfX37][/sub]
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[center][hider=Varjo]Age: 36/18 | Gender: Female/Female | Darkness/Illusion
Mystic | Focus Fire | Horror/Ebon Mint
Familiar/Sorcery/Awareness/Gifted/Incognito/Enhanced Weapon/ Intuition/Mystic Artifact | Minions/Mystic Might/Gifted Item/Transportation/Supplier/Magical Overload/Non-Exclusivity/Mana Font | Insomnia/Quick Tempered/Mind Bent/Fearsome Reputation/Debt/Betrayal/Monstrous Form
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Though Viva had escaped momentarily, Varja was not deterred in the slightest. If anything she took the fact that Viva had moved through her shadow attack as a challenge. One that could not go unanswered. 

“Your boy toy ran out on us,” she explained gleefully. “Now he’s going to learn that actions have consequences. You just happened to be here.” Reaver had gotten the carrot of cooperation before. Now it was time for him to get the stick.

For now the others watched, Ilmarinen knowing better than to get in between Varjo and her fun. Alma listened off from the side, her head tilting slightly as she received another message on the heels of the previous one. It was a positive one this time, but she did not say anything. Regardless of how this mission went, it did not change the facts of Reaver’s betrayal. 

Gesturing, she sent her Familiars sweeping forward before casting another spell towards the fleeing Viva. A blanket of darkness fell over the woman, or at least that was what it seemed to be. The Darkness magic was mixed with Illusion magic, making it unclear as to what was real inside of this void of nothingness and what was not. That way her own powers could not be used against her so easily.

With Viva pinned in place, Varjo went for the final shot. “Take a nap,” she called to Viva, before unleashing her spell. Darkness and illusion, a potent combination unleashed to curse Viva’s body with paralysis and trick her senses. It was like a smothering blanket fell over her, one that strangled her breath and filled her lungs with fumes. Despite being surrounded by air, from the curse and her own mind she would asphyxiate. At least she could count herself lucky that she was more valuable to the Mint alive than dead.