[@Ariamis][@PlatinumSkink][@Card Captor][@FamishedPants][@BrokenPromise][@Ponn][@Majoras End][@Shifter_Master][@Flamelord][@twave] [center][h2]Reaver[/h2] [/center] [hider=Reaver][center][h3]Reaver[/h3] 5 | 4 | 5 | 4 | 4 10 | 8 | 11 | 9 | 6 12 | 10 | 13 | 9 | 6 Reinforcement | Third Eye / Dark Regeneration Martial Training | Monstruous Metamorphosis | Environmental Sealing | Masculinity | Sorcery (Runes) | Overcity Shift| Enhanced Transformation Divine Competence | Paragon | Mana Font | Black Coin | Non-Exclusivity Rites | Arrogance | Debt | Betrayal Devourer [/center][/hider] The Demonic knight said nothing, but inwardly, he was frowning. [i]What do you think this is? A videogame??[/i] He thought in response how the android monstrous girl chose to proceed. Absorbing the spear. It would have worked... against an opponent who did not know a few military facts. Spears, or more precisely, pilums, had a secondary use. To stick to an opponent's shield and throw them off balance. So when the third eye detected the attempt at ruining his spear, he quickly switched tactics, chose to reinforce the mishappen mess that was a result of the assimilation attempt and freeze it in an awkward position. The electric-wards would last for a while, and now Valerie's blade had a blunt, unwieldly protusion in the form of a spear that no matter how skilled she was, it would difficult her in swinging that particular blade. [i]Amateur... You don't realize that coolness it's not important when it comes to fighting. Even if you were crammed a thousand fighting styles into your brain with the magic of a girl's transformation, it takes wisdom to use.[/i] Reaver thought as he quickly drew his true weapon, the replica of the dragonslaying and anvil-cleaving sword Gram, and simple held it up just in the middle of the path of the kick, so the force would probably make the kicking, flipping sword for arms metallic scrap hurt herself. But he wasn't done by a far shot. Shields were usually cumbersome, but sturdy, and not flashy at all. Yet for centuries they had been a mainstay of battlefields. For a good reason. Whatever the kind of sophisticated flourish, feint or technique, all he needed to do was plant his feet on the ground, clench his muscles. And shield bash all the way to victory. A sword was a bad matchup for a shield and armor, and a sword for an arm, while it allowed dual wield and looked cool it was also true that [i]reduced[/i] the distance one needed to use it effectively, moreover if it was a dual wield, where you must expose your entire front to the enemy. Closer to the shield. It mattered not what she did use, a shield bash would ruin almost all her attempts at attacking. And he wanted to check the durability of Seppa's craft. He was growing annoyed. So he kept bashing, and bashing, and bashing. With the occasional stab of his trusty sword. [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/TiCSHec.png[/img] [/center] [hider=Dina] [center] [h3]Dina[/h3] 4 | 4 | 3 | 4 | 3 8 | 10 | 7 | 18 | 6 Reinforcement/Beast | Power of Friendship/Avatar True Sight | Reverence | Diehard | Lure | Overcity Shift | Flexibility | Gifted Interdimensional Archipelago | Payment | Keijo Training | Supply | Magical Overload Joy Eater | Lonely | Clueless | Monstruous Form Non Standard Limbs | Builder | Second Specialization(Beast) | Broken Reincarnation [/center][/hider] "Tsk" Dina clicked her tongue after seeing she was arriving a moment too late into the scene. Fortunately, one of Mariette's girls had taken her. "This isn't time to play games with Lady Mariette. Portal. GO NOW!" She issued a command, putting every ounce of her charisma, and Reinforcement boost on it, in an attempt to persuade the easily distracted dragon magical girl, while pointing at Dan's exit. Her eyes darted to the duo, as her avatar was forcefully shut down, making Dina take some internal damage and spitting a handful of blood. "Some knight and magical girl you are." Dina did not sound as graceful right now, due to the exertion she was taking to hold off Beacon. "What the hell was th... no matter. No time. Grab your soulmate, beast knight, heal her, and go through the exit." She could've staid and demanded Alexander to fighter. But frankly speaking, he was a brat... what could a brat understand about poise and honor? They were shallow and easily discouraged. It was for the elders to teach how this was done. She then noticed something, in this odd lull. Sanctuary was under Attack? Problems never ceased. She felt like running away. Running to safety. To Penny. Her knees went weak for a second, she didn't want to die. Still she gripped her own arms so hard, and clenched her chattering teeth. She could not appear weak to the youngsters. "I don't wanna die...mamochka" She whispered to herself. [i]I don't want to die. But... I don't want to disappoint either.[/i] She said, as she focused. "B..blight of the...the Gods. Poi...poison of the He..Hero." She said, barely managing to get the words out of her mouth. [b]"RULER'S MENAGERIE: LERNAEAN HYDRA"[/b] She spent her beast magic transforming in a [url=https://cdn-images-1.listennotes.com/podcasts/hydra-reads-fIM5EVrhlOL-9z_TJsdRABo.1400x1400.jpg]dreadful gatekeeper[/url], with one of the mythological strongest poisons, coursing through her spit and blood. This also made her much harder to move, and probably could not get away in due time. [b]"GO NOW, ALL OF YOU!"[/b] [hr] [center][h2][color=lightcoral]Sakura[/color][/h2][/center] [hider=Sakura] [center] [h3]Sakura[/h3] 3 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 7 | 16 | 7 | 13 | 5 Lightning | Killing Blow Awareness | Enhanced Outfit | Training (Wing Chun) | Incognito | Eternal Style Chatterbox | Well Connected | Supplier | Transportation Expendable | Hostile | Big Brother[/center][/hider] Sakura had no time to get embarassed any further, as she was healed a second time, and staggered to her feet, she managed to watch Tenebra's final moments. Her face contorted in despair and terror of an unexpected death. [i]We're sisters now, right?[/i] She remembered her words, those particular ones. It made a knot in her jaded heart. True, silver weirdo-chan had never been the most stable nor well-behaved, a veritable crook in her own. But she was an underdog. And she wasn't half bad. She had a big heart, and would always give her everything on any request she made. Whatever the past she had, with Lily and her obsession with the rat... she hadn't been that bad of a girl. She didn't deserve this. The agonizing scream of Lily was heard too. She didn't deserve this either. This entire battle seemed to be a pile of bodies, trying to pave a bloody road to victory. It made Sakura angry. And sad. But more angry. If she had doubts and second thoughts about deceiving Justine, those had been washed away long ago. She had summoned the black freak. She had killed Tenebra. The rat had been right along, as shady as that thing was. Justine was a blight. And a victim. But time was running out. Was it going to end like this? A battle of pawns? To see who made the next move, as corpses piled up? [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E7wPG54cfgI[/youtube] "Fuck...this." Sakura said. "Looks like I won't get to enjoy Emily's sweets in a while." Sakura said, steeling herself. The dimension was collapsing. She skipped one step. Two steps. With her Incognito trait, it was likely no one was paying attention to her right now. Three steps. She broke into a running motion. There was no victory without sacrifice. There was no winning without losing. Death and life were two sides of a coin. Four steps. This was the hard truth. She had been a cynical man once upon a time. Five steps. But seeing the smiles of these fools wasn't that bad. Six steps. Fools that kept dying. Seven steps. A slave obeys. Eight steps. But a man [i]chooses[/i]. Nine Steps. Her coins rattled in her hand, the accumulated toil and tears, the lifeblood of this world, being suddenly sacrificed to power up her last effort. Her Killing Blow, repurposed into a melee attack. Those smiles were well worth over all of her coins. All of her body too. It was fun being a magical girl after all. Ten steps. The final goal. Sakura grappled with all her might onto Justine. She could not miss. She couldn't allow her to get away. Friendly fire be damned. With her last words, she hissed in an eerily dissonant sweet voice. "Sayonara, Justine-[i]kisama[/i]." Lightning was coursing through her body, and her fist. Eternal Style was not even able to mitiigate how horrible and painful it was Sakura's flesh being forcibly burnt by the held energy. Yet she powered throught. She bit Justine, like a vicious dog, to get an ever stronger grip. It also meant she was going to take all the might of the blast too. She did not care. Anti magic field? Who cares. Crumbling dimension? Pff. Self Damage? Not a concern. [i]Take my Flesh...my soul, and my tithes. Strike the Unworthy.[/i] [h3][i]NARUKAMI[/i][/h3]