[center][h2]Shokatsu Yu[/h2][h3]Aluvera — City Square[/h3][/center]
Though personally unversed in the ways of combat personally, Yu found himself leaping through the air, his body shifting slightly to avoid the sphinx's lionlike paw as it carved through the air where he had been moments prior. He was by no means certain as to whether or not he could survive a hit like that head-on, but given the circumstances, the young man found that he would very much prefer to err on the side of caution for the moment.

Fortunately, it seemed that his outstretched blade had met its mark, cleaving through the monster's wing and forcing it to drop back to the ground with one less limb for its troubles. With his coat trailing behind him, Yu took another breath and readied his weapon—

Only for a samurai to dash by to where he was standing moments ago, lacerating the sphinx's body in the process. There was a brief pause as Yu took stock of the situation before giving a wordless nod towards his sudden companion in combat and running a pair of fingers along the side of his sword towards its point.

[i]"So skills carried over too, then?"[/i] he mused to himself, his weapon gaining a pale blue glow before he struck out. The sword effortlessly slid along the sphinx's torso, and with its attention split two ways between the pair of fighters striking it from both sides, the beast found itself hesitating; all the better for them, if anything.

"We can finish this one up and move to the next," the blademaster said towards the samurai, jumping to the side as another paw struck out at where he had ended his slash. "Less like AI and more like proper beasts with that sort of reaction, though... I guess that might mean decisive blows are worth trying for instead of whittling it down through raw power."

With that said, Yu immediately shot forward once more, aiming to deepen one of the wounds on the sphinx's neck that the other adventurer had made moments prior. Though the monster was already bleeding out quite heavily from its wounds, that slash seemed to cause the beast not only more pain, but a slight quiver in its motions. Would that it had the face of something other than a human, though, lest this fight feel less uncannily creepy in its resolution.

"Shokatsu Yu, by the way. Thanks for the assist."

[@Sho Minazuki]
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The city around them was swept into a panic, and neither Sefira nor Kokoma would find themselves absent of trouble in the interim. While the larger two varieties of monster were lashing out at the larger groups or whoever seemed to be the biggest threats, the harpies flew around, aggressively screeching with ear-piercing volume as they swooped down to slash at their would-be prey—the stragglers, in other words—with wicked talons. The Shenke's collision had indeed caused one to miss Sefira, but as it seemed to think that was nothing more than a fluke, the monster turned around and dove once more in an attempt to pick up its seemingly-prone target.

It was not alone, though, as three more seemed to break away from circling the skies to follow suit, hoping to catch some unfortunate fool to pick them up and let them fall to their deaths in turn.

[@VitaVitaAR][@Rune_Alchemist]
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The man, it seemed, had lapsed into unconsciousness after speaking his piece. His body as it was now was being held up almost solely by the armor he wore and his spear, planted into the stone as it was. The potion in Nova's hands was not without merit, though, as though only some of it ran down the man's throat, that which overflowed found itself slipping into the cracks and crevices of his crushed armor and into his wounds. While nowhere near as effective, that much at least seemed to help staunch the bleeding (obscured though that may have been), and the reflexive cough would at least make clear his continued survival despite the din of battle surrounding them.

The griffon that chose to pursue the wounded man, as it turned out, would find itself less pleasantly affected by the explosive lobbed at its face. The heat and shrapnel caused it to screech and rear back, lifting its body up in a mix of pain and rage as the smoke cleared. One eye had been destroyed, as luck would have it, though the other seemed none the worse for wear. Upon further inspection, though, various other open wounds would be visible upon the monster's body—signs of a recent skirmish, perhaps?—but they seemed to not be enough to stop its pursuit of its apparent target.

With the person she was trying to help still unconscious, though, it was on Nova to decide what to do from here. The griffon was still reeling from the surprise attack, but left to its own devices, the monster would certainly look for vengeance.

[@SilverPaw]
[hr][hr][h3][center]Sen Rynta — Wellspring Park[/center][/h3]
The crowd that Myrtle pushed her way through seemed to be centered around what could only be described as a heated argument between two adventurers. There was an unconscious man wearing simple plainsclothes lying on the ground between them, and with little else besides their current predicament to take in, rubbernecking over what seemed to be growing increasingly closer to a duel did well enough to take their attention away from their own problems for the moment.

"Look, if someone leers at you with [i]that[/i] sort of look, I just think it's right to teach them a lesson!" one adventurer, a female Titan clad in chainmail said matter-of-factly. "Doesn't matter that I broke his nose or knocked him out, right?"

"I'll agree with correcting their behavior, but jumping straight to a knockout punch is a bit excessive. Even if he is an NPC, there's a limit to how far you should go!" the other, a rifle-wielding male Belva responded, his hands crossed in disapproval.

"All the more reason, then!" she spat back.

It was clear that both sides were losing their patience, though to what end all of this might lead towards was another matter entirely...

[@Hammerman]