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Burning.

A burning sensation enveloped and raced across Lorenzo’s leg, the initial kick itself hadn’t even compared to him losing the strength from his limb. The weretiger lost his balance, something Ashley immediately took advantage of with a blast from her shield and a shot through the heart. Timekeeper had always aimed for the heart or the head for a reason. Lorenzo stumbled back a short distance, the shock only lasting long enough before he collapsed onto the ground. The Witch Hunter and the Knight of Tomorrow got a good look at the damages and the corpses painting the hall, and the chandelier still hanging high over it all. Everything’s finally quieted down. Guess that was all of them?

Well, all except for Spades McGraw, who shuffled over to the edge of the balcony to get a better view of the carnage. Don’t worry, he was still handcuffed. [b]”Well shit, Lorenzo too?”[/b] He spoke up to no one when he saw the dead tiger. These ladies mean business.

Angel went to assist Cerberus in obtaining the password in a rather [i]eccentric[/i] matter. It must’ve been jarring to have your plans be hijacked by a winged redhead soaring at you with the speed of an olympian sprinter. Even more so seeing a cat girl willingly shoot herself in the head in order to boost herself even further and sink her claw into you. Honey Badger was forced backwards from his hostage before he could react, who quickly took the opportunity to free herself, grab the gun and swiftly kicked him in the nuts for good measure. [b]”[i]Asshole![/i] I ain’t gettin’ paid enough for this…”[/b] The teller scowled, and holding a hand over her wounds, slowly walked towards Angel’s direction. She held the weapon out for the winged esper to collect.

[b]”[i]Gah-!?[/i] What the [i]fuck[/i] are you asking me for, I ain’t that-”[/b]

[b]”Ah shut the hell up and tell ‘em, do ya’ really want ‘em to rip ya’ throat out before Tony does?!”[/b] She snapped back at Honey Badger before he finished yelling at Mika. The man groaned in annoyance.

[b]”Fine, fine! The code’s 6137. Better you assholes getting killed for this than me!”[/b] 

[b]”You goin’ to th’ lower floors, eh?”[/b] The teller glanced back at the two. [b]”...I can lead ya’ where they’re keepin’ your friend, if ya’ want.”[/b]

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[sub][@The World][@Nyahahameha][@Nakushita][@TaintedMushroom][@FamishedPants][/sub]

If something had a hole in it, it meant that there was no material in that area. If something was severed, it meant all the material that held it together had been removed. By that logic, you could sever something by aligning holes the right way. That was Himiko’s logic as she fired at the pale guard’s leg. It looked like a slice of swiss cheese, at least until the white creature stumbled onto its face. It wasn’t dead yet, neither was its companion who had been shocked into submission. But they weren’t going to be moving very far without a leg. The black ooze seeping out of their wounds didn’t bode well for them.

Justin zipped left, then right. The shopping cart wielding zombie lacked the super speed that Justin had, but he was armed with a large improvised weapon. He shoved the cart at the blue blur, but that didn’t stop Justin’s fist from flying through his head. Ivory chunks and gray matter were launched through the air. But speeding in the opposite direction was the shopping cart. Without Justin there to protect her, she was struck by the runaway cart. She fell inside it, at which point it slowed its roll to a crawl across the parking lot. Himiko would need to hustle if she wanted that golden age comic. 

Meanwhile, Kira seemed to have a change of heart. Maybe she hit her head during the tumble, or seeing the cultists woke something up inside her, but it caused her to attempt diplomacy. A difficult thing to do in the middle of a fight with someone you just attacked. But when she extended her hand, the palemancer took it and pulled himself to his feet.

[b]”I’m glad you feel that way. However...”[/b]

[i]Pain.[/i]

While the palemancer still held Kira’s hand, her arm had detached from her shoulder and was dangling out of the palemancer’s grasp. His scythe was stained with her blood, and was just finishing its arc through to air. 

[b]”My flock is tired of empty promises from the rich.“[/b] Not that the palemancer needed the help of espers anyway. Once he finished blessing the water, he could grow his army of pale guards to something far more numerous. He prepared to swing his scythe a second time. 

Bardo had been biding his time, but had found an opportunity to strike. He huffed on foot as fast as he could. While his speed surpassed human limits, so too did that of a semi. There were also fleeing homeless and cultists. He was nearly run over by the dispersing mob on his way towards the Semi. As time waned, the truck continued to accelerate. But not before Bardo could reach it. 

He soared through the air, blade extended. It wouldn’t be enough to just slice into the tip of the outside tire. This had dual wheels on each axle, so Bardo needed to be close. His hungry sword cut through the rubber like it was styrofoam. What he hadn’t quite anticipated was the air pressure in those tires. They had been aired right up to a hundred pounds per square inch, and were taller than his waist. Specifically 315/80R22.5 tires to be precise. While the sword was hungry for material, Bardo was hungry for knowledge. Though neither were ready for the explosion of compressed air. The explosion only served to spin him, which cause him to slice into both tires on the second axle. This time, the tire that was exploiting was right next to him, and he was thrown clean away from the semi. Such an explosion might have been lethal to a normal human, or even an esper. But just like monsters, chaos weapons had a tendency to briefly afflict whatever they cut into. Only Bardo’s eardrums would suffer from the initial attack. But now he was flying full speed ahead towards a lamp post. Did he know how he was going to slow down?

Because the Semi certainly was. With all four of its left rear tires popped, it was forced to roll on its rims. This caused a loss of control at the front, as one side of the trailer was trying to move faster than the other. A rain of sparks flew out the back as the vehicle’s rear was slowly ground away. But most important to those on top, the sudden loss of tires caused the corner of the trailer to dip. The palemancer and Kira were thrown from the trailer, and the two paleguards hopped off as well. One tried to pounce on Kira mid air, while the other went after Bardo.

Things were getting intense with the cultists too. The homeless ranks had been broken and would become a problem shortly. This was evident to both Marrie and Finn, who shifted their attention to the new threat. 

Finn released Eddy, who had little difficulty barreling through the cultists. As small as the puppet was, it had little difficulty assaulting the cultists. If Finn had ever watched “Monty Python and the Holy Grail” he might have compared Ed to the killer rabbit. But even with chaos erupting in their ranks, they wouldn’t break as easily as the homeless had. 

With Eddy deployed, he then flung a bolt of glowing electricity at the grand wizard. The robe figure instantly noticed what was going on and shoved one of his followers in front of it. It burned clean through the cultist’s chest before he sunk to the ground. [b]”How cowardly!”[/b] He roared. [b]”I will deal with you once I catch your pet!”[/b] And with that, he waded through the cultists to deal with Eddy.

Marrie had a sound idea for launching herself, but it wouldn’t play out the way she wanted. She did get herself into the air, but then she started to spin. She was spinning quite fast, in fact. The pale guard had grabbed a hold of the chain and was swinging it around. The centrifugal force kept the chain taught, and Marrie’s body off the ground. She went around and around before  the pale guard hurled her into the air. 

Mission successful, right? 

Marrie’s altitude made it a simple matter to rain her melody on top of the cultists. Drops of arcane water burned through the cultists, and many of them sank in a heap. The only problem now was worrying about the landing, as well as what Kira’s melody was supposed to be. She had demonstrated her formidable magic previously, and now Marrie was heading over enemy lines.

The cultist woman hadn’t done much since showing up. She’d occasionally glance inside her robes, but made no attempt to join the front lines or invoke a spell. Likewise, none of the espers had directed any attacks towards her in particular. But did turn to see the projectile and Marrie falling out of the sky. A crazed grin crossed her face when she darted towards the descending objects. With a leap, she caught Marrie in mid-air and drew a blade from her robes. It split the melody before it could activate, causing it to fade out of reality. When the woman landed on the ground, Marrie realized that she had seen her before. Pink hair, red eyes, a sword as dark as night, one that twinkled with the cosmic light of some far off stars. 

The woman laughed.

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[color=tomato]"You thought I was a random cultist NPC, but it was me! Oros!"[/color]

[color=888888]— Oros The Mad[/color][/center]

[color=tomato]"Did you see that shit?"[/color] Oros looked Marrie dead in the eye while pointing in the air. [color=tomato]"You were all like, flying through the air and shit, and then I was like, zoom, huzzah, shwing! Touchdown! I think it was amazing? Wasn’t it amazing? I know your patron likes it when you have close scrapes with danger so they’ve gotta be feeling all jittery right now. Like, what the actual [i]fuck[/i] is Oros doing in a place like this?"[/color] She looked across the parking lot at the girl in the shopping cart. [color=tomato]"The [i]real[/i] one! Not some punk ass faker like you! [sub][sub]Oros the greedy, what kind of name is that even?[/sub][/sub] So you just sit right where you are, Mrs Neubanheimer, and nothing too bad should happen to you."[/color] Oros scanned her surroundings. [color=tomato]"Come to think of it, there’s a lot of people around here I wouldn’t mind taking a piece of. Like that paparazzi that copied my sword, or the hot blooded 'Wantanabe’ that replaced Sam, or ‘Street Smarts’ there with the big diplomacy mission who just gets on my nerves. But I guess we wouldn’t get very far if I killed every esper in Pax, would we?“[/color] Oros dropped Marrie on a pile of dead cultists. [color=tomato]"But I can thin the herd a little bit. And the one that’s got my goat the worst has got to be Penny Jr’ You’re gunna pay for what you did to Betty!“[/color] Oros held her sword out in front of herself. Her eyes turned pink as her magic flowed through her body. [color=tomato]"This time, I’m going to be the one that kills you!"[/color] Oros surged forward. [color=tomato]"Boy is it great that talking is a free action. Wouldn't you agree, Neubanheimer!?"[/color]
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