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[center][color=Aquamarine]This is [i]way[/i] more fun than Duck Hunt.[/color]
[color=888888]-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow[/color][/center]

Stopping on a rooftop midway to the bone giant, Nyxia’s eyes widened, while her face contorted in disgust as she watched the Gigia Miseria spew forth not only clouds of the avian abominations, but torrents of viscus, bubbling bile, filled with even more of the winged horrors. If something wasn’t done fast, she and the rest of the club would be swiftly overwhelmed. 

Gathering her power, she channeled it all into her beloved death ray. In a surge of motion, the giant weapon grew even larger, a plethora of supplementary barrels emerging like the blossoming petals of some bizarre technomantic flower. These were joined by an array of additional protrusions, their crackling, tesla coil-esque forms far smaller than the first set, but far more numerous as well. Glowing ever brighter as a high-pitched whine grew ever louder, the myriad, lighting-wrapped prongs expelled an array of baleful beams, twisting arcs of deleterious energy, which coalesced into a single pulsating sphere of untold devastation. After but a moment, it vomited forth the terrifying totality of its pent up power in a mighty tube of utter ruination, one which the Neon Tempest proceeded to sweep across the midday sky in wide arcs, vaporizing the clouds of abominable avians that marred it like a pressure hose cleaning a stain on the sidewalk.

[color=Aquamarine]“I’ll handle these flying fuckers!”[/color] Nyxia shouted to her club mates. [color=Aquamarine]“You go fuck up that damn shithole giant!”[/color]