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[b][color=Aquamarine]Midna: level 5[/color][/b] EXP: [color=Aquamarine]//////////////////////////////////////////////[/color]///// (45/50)
[b][color=Aquamarine]Location:[/color][/b] Sandswept Sky -  Al Mamoon Northeast - Rocket Inc.
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Despite Midna’s agitation that they keep moving, there was more teaching to be done, as Prim gave the newbies a quick explanation of spirits, after which she dealt out some she’d acquired on her own adventure that were then used for item making. Midna’s growing impatience would have had her up and bailed to go on ahead if it hadn't been for Sectonia’s new hat, which she stayed to observe due to its rather remarkable effect on the item creation process; namely giving those that wore it something they wanted/needed/could use each and every time. A big step up from the haphazard if occasionally very interesting in an out of left field kind of way results they’d gotten before. It turned what would have been a gamble into a guaranteed good use of time up gearing some of their members for the coming fight. An excellent find by Sectonia, and well worth sticking around to learn about in the twilight princess’s opinion.

While they were at it the queen bee herself, who in a twist of irony couldn't use the hat herself, took a moment to complain about royalty having to do busywork to get by. [color=Aquamarine]”You get used to it pretty quick, and if it has one upside it's definitely character building. I’m a better Princess now than I was before I had to retake my kingdom as a result of having a broader perspective. But going through all that two more times after that though? With first all of time and now all of reality being torn apart to set the stage? Can’t say I’m a fan.”[/color]

She wasn't exactly a fan of Fox’s negotiating strategy either. After she’d tried to be diplomatic and savvy with her dealing with the Grimleal Fox stepped up to drive a hard and sharp ultimatum about doing it their way or not at all. Weren't foxes supposed to be cunning, she thought with disapproval, though fortunately Fox’s method either worked or Kan-Ra wasn't put off by it enough to break off from her own deal of letting them help free the resistance to end this with less blood. Or less spirits technically. With that plan still on the table, what mattered now was planning and divvying up who was going where, though that had little impact on Midna. By the end of it she was still heading to the store with Mao and, a little later than she appreciated, they were soon off over there, Midna saving her energy by riding in the Demon Lord’s shadow once again.

By the time they arrived things were already in motion, though by the lack of spirits on the ground it looked like the stalemate they found just past the front door had established itself early on and had just kept holding on till they arrived to break it. Considering the invaders had consisted basically just of Ciella it was either a testament to her survival skills and sheer power, or an indication that those holding the door were better at laying waste to their own office space than they were at taking down to a single person.

Both turned out to be the case, though the resistance’s potency for collateral damage was far less of a flaw when there were now a dozen targets rather than one. Midna had popped herself out of Mao’s shadow to greet their rabbit-eared ‘ally’ but had to dive for cover almost immediately afterwards, hurling herself behind a nearby desk while fire pinged off her shield. 

She made a quick tactical analysis from behind it and decided she did not like this venue. The large front windows and liberal lighting fixtures inside left far less shadows for her to work with. As did the sparks of gunfire, which could turn a dark spot to a light one in a, well, flash. Hiding was not an option like it had been the last two battles, an observation something a black and red furred thing decided to make conclusive but proceeding to use a new kind of gun to blow the ever living crap out of, well, everything.

[color=Aquamarine]”Goddesses!”[/color] Midna cursed as she scampered away on all fours from her desk just before it exploded, before bringing out her shadow hand and using it in conjunction with her shield to block gunfire when the palace she’d been aiming to go to also exploded. [color=Aquamarine]”Since when could gun things do that![/color] she barked in complaint from behind her self made barrier.

Then furniture started flying courtesy of one hell of a powerful armored yeller and, while Midna scratched a filing cabinet out of the air with her shadow hand and added it to her hunkered down position to weather the rest of the storm, it only added to the psychological onslaught of the fight. This was, as Mona yelled, insanity. The brain breaking noise and air full of death would have broken lesser mortals. Fortunately, they were heroes! (and villains) and through bravery or arrogance, when the call came to charge there was no hesitation to be found among them, Minda joining the frontal assault by calling out a sized up wolfos and then grabbing its tail to ride along behind it as it rushed forwards behind Ciella’s water wall.

Not that she exactly enjoyed charging under the battle-cry of “bring them despair!” so as they crashed towards the scattering gunners she cried out [color=Aquamarine]”Cleanse them of the  light!”[/color] to remind the others of their goal with what was in retrospect not a particularly heroic battle cry either.

She could workshop a better one later, for now her wolfos had born her to the very front of the front lines before disappearing. As both of the Overlords focused in on the shouty man and Sectonia warped time and sent out a swarm of buggy minions Midna brought out her own insect minion, hauling out her Twilight Vibrava from her home realm and sent it slamming forwards to land in between the blue haired girl and the Mustached man. Both of them had the heaviest looking guns, and as a result both where people she really did not want getting way to new cover form which they could open fire on them again. In their Galeeming state she did not put it past them to shoot into the melee that was forming, despite e the risks that would have for their friends. 

The Vibrava buzzed forth, just barley able to fit inside the building due to it's souped up size, and then stomped the ground as it landed, letting rip a bulldoze that sent a shock-wave through the floor that shuddered bones and slowed the pair’s retreat. Then the bug lived up to its name, rapidly vibrating it wings and followed up its shaking of the ground with a shaking of the air, sonically bombarding them, and anyone else ahead or to the sides of it, with a Bug Buzz.

Midna hadn’t had an opportunity to bust a groove and empower herself with a dragon dance in the rapid fire carnage, and so, unable to speed blitz her foes as she had in her other mount-less fights, she followed up her pokemon’s aoe attacks by using her shadow hand to throw a wooden chair she’d grabbed on the way in at whoever looked like they were going to recover first. Then she grabbed whatever was nearby, likely the ruins of their defensive position, tossed it at the other. If they were hurt enough, or she got back up, she’d move in to try and restrain and disarm them. If neither of those happened, she was probably in trouble and due a retaliatory hail of lead.