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[color=Gold]"Strength is a funny thing."[/color]

[color=888888]— Isra Mahmud[/color][/center]

Regardless of how Penny quantified her own strength, it didn’t change the fact that most would consider her a strong magical girl. Not because she was a match for monster kings like Elroy, supped up monster girls like Helga, or any other opponent with conventional strength. The fact was that regardless of what she came across, she came out on top. Often unscathed and always for the better. The weaker part of herself, Jason, had died a long time ago. Osirus did not concern herself with such details of course. She was simply here to do as instructed, which was to be Penny’s most dangerous opponent yet along with the rest of her squad. If it wasn’t going to come out as an attack during this skirmish, it didn’t matter to her.

Her eyes followed Penny’s position. The EoD scorpion performed a spinning hop and attempted to crush Penny underneath it’s frame, but the Iron Queen managed to slide to safety before the attack could connect. It was facing Penny now, but was still in the process of standing up when Penny’s improvised car collision came swinging.

[color=Gold]"Huh."[/color]

The scorpion was quick to grab the spider-like appendages, but not in time to stop the attack Osiris stood still as the cars smashed on either side of her. It created an ear splitting shriek that sounded like the death throws of some prehistoric animal. Shards of safety glass tumbled through the air like scattered diamonds, and various motor fluids pooled on top of the techno scorpion. The cars were smashed flat with their tires almost touching each other. If Osiris had endured the attack, she would have had to have been crushed as flat as a pancake. The cars were irreversibly entwined, and the only thing that could fit between them now was a cloud of nanites.

Speaking of…

A cloud of gold and black blasted out from the mass of twisted steel, like a geyser had erupted between the two cars. The nanites came together shortly afterwards, building Osirus mid sprint. While she ran to close the distance, she hopped into the air and spun horizontally like a drill. Her Supplemental Chthonic Omniphasic Reactive Polyharmonic Infinite Opposition Neutralizer (The scythe-like tail apparatus she has) attempted to cut through the outstretched spider limbs as she approached.

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[color=tomato]"Did you know you can turn ghosts into icecream? I saw it online."[/color]

[color=888888]— Oriko Ishii, Oros the Swift[/color][/center]

Swift knew that diving into enemy ranks was dangerous, but it was important to cut an army off from its support as quickly as possible. The stacys were durable opponents, and they’d never make a dent in them with a medic standing among their ranks. The smoke bomb was just a tactic to buy her some time, but it wasn’t a perfect defence. She looked up at the ghosts overhead and clicked her tongue. There were a lot of things she could say, but she wasn’t ready to give away her position yet. That would come .05 seconds later, but timing was everything when you were as good as Swift was. 

She left the ground with a skyward kick, carrying her into the jaw of a ghost. There was no satisfying jaw crack though. The specter blew apart into a puff of smoke as Oriko soared skyward, Then she threw out her leg and rocketted off towards a second specter, but this one was better prepared. It deflected her attack with its club, and she flipped backward and dropped her heel through a third ghost. She didn’t like being caught out in the open like this, but reinforcements were coming. At least she hoped, it was too early to deploy any of their strategems… 

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[color=ff9000]"I'm trying my best guys."[/color]

[color=888888]— Amber Bianchi, Oros the Shrewd[/color][/center]

[color=ff9000]"Thank you for the compliments, my most noble adversary! Your own outfit reveals a real eye for color!"[/color] She managed to get in before her legs were swept from under her. The girth of her backpack caused her to flop backward, and suspend her body several feet off the ground. Nomad Stacy had to hop pretty high for an effective elbow slam, but all Amber could do in response was to try and block the blow with her ladle. Her little arms ended up collapsing and the wind was knocked out of her anyway. [color=ff9000]"Hngh!"[/color] She reached for a carrot that was strapped to her leg and chucked it into the zombie’s mouth. That bought Amber just enough time to unstrap the backpack and roll backwards. [color=ff9000]"I played, hurk, a rogue."[/color] She reached for a massive pan that was as tall as she was. [color=ff9000]"I liked *cough* diplomatic solutions."[/color] When Amber swung her pan, one could feel it displace the air in front of it. 

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[color=ff4444][i]Lord Talus’s monster lacked many things, but was far more intelligent that it appeared.[/i][/color]

[color=888888]— Oros the Savage[/color][/center]

Merely hopping backwards wasn’t going to provide the trio with much of a reprieve from the monster. But it was enough. The more powerful anti-magic rounds were doing more to slow it down. Its movements slowed as acid burned deep inside its body. Of course, it would never truly die until its [i]phylactery[/i] was destroyed. The monster attempted to reach into its own flesh to scoop out the magic nullifying concoction, and it did help. Savage, like the other Oros, had been trained on a multitude of simulations. They understood how to deal with certain types of problems, and its choice to seemingly sacrifice itself to the trio was part of its tactics. Perhaps Luana’s intelligence dwelled inside the creature somewhere. It could take the heat, at least a little while. 

Fortunately, it wouldn't need to take it much longer. 

Lada’s nanites from earlier swoop in to assist Savage. While the creature very much relied on magic to rapidly heal itself, Lada’s nanites did not need mana to operate. They had little difficulty expelling the strange bile from the monster as fast as they could. Though with three guns firing simultaneously, there was only so much that could be done. 

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[color=00ff00]"You forgot the pizza?!" [i]*Holds ax over head.*[/i][/color]

[color=888888]— Lada, Oros the Inventive[/color][/center]

[color=00ff00]"I could make you a hot dog, but it would taste like metal."[/color] As far as Oroses were concerned, Lada was not a very remarkable combatant herself. But she wasn’t quite as crippled as Saw Blade Stacy was, at least. Her nanites had a variety of uses, despite not being particularly useful at any one thing. 

The sawblade chewed into the axe, but that was a feature rather than a flaw. The nanite particles were getting sucked into the chainsaw and jam it up before long. Once that happened, maybe Lada would give her that nanite hotdog she so desired. 

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[color=tomato]"Wow I’m in heaven… Let’s see if I can screw it up!"[/color]

[color=888888]— Suki Oyama, Oros the Joyful[/color][/center]

It was all happening rather fast. An ice pack was chucked at her face, then stitched [i]to her nose[/i] tight enough to cut off the flow of blood. Joy was pretty sure applying an ice pack to someone’s face like that wasn’t typical nurse behavior. But more pressing was her lack of thrust, which caused her to fall before she reached her target. Fortunately, Joy’s newest obsession was there to catch her in a bridal carry. It took Suki a moment to regain her bearings. Stacy had one arm wrapped around her shoulders, and was applying pressure to her nose. The other hand, which was down by her legs, was holding up some ‘crazy cool little lightsaber type dealies’ that apparently wouldn’t hurt. It still wasn’t something that Oros was keen to have shoved up her nose. But none of that seemed to matter when Oros realized her situation. Being cared for by a super cutie that actually wanted to help her was something that could finally be scratched off her bucket list. She smiled and allowed herself to settle into the nurse’s arms. 

[color=ff6347]"I didn't dow dat!"[/color] It was hard to say much with her nose clamped shut, but she was deeply appreciative of being spoken to like this. [color=ff6347]"dell be bore!"[/color] For a zombie, her skin was rather soft. It was a shame the nurse was wearing gloves, as she’d have liked to have felt her fingers on her face. But time was waning. As nice as this felt, Joy understood this couldn’t end well. There was no romance here, just the relationship between a patient and caretaker. If Oros did nothing, then the nurse would conclude her business here and move on to other patients. And, well, there was a fight going on. Joy couldn’t just embrace fleeting pleasures and expect her team to win. She had to embrace fleeting pleasures so that she could help them win! Or something.

So while the nurse continued to talk about nosebleed references, Oros reached an arm around the nurse’s neck. Then she, slowly, used her other hand to help guide their faces together for a kiss.

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[color=goldenrod]"Lightining: the tool of the gods. And Benjamin Franklen."[/color]

[color=888888]— Mika, Oros the Wise[/color][/center]

Wisdom did not get her reputation as a sadistic task master for going easy on any of Merrywell’s students. She wasn’t about to hold back now.

The Frankenstein inspired magical girl had a terrible habit of telegraphing her spells with her words. So while Stacy spooled up her lightning attack, the arm ‘broke’ a few feet back. The hand and the attached mass transformed into a forth clone that attempted to jump tackle the lightning zombie girl. It didn’t quite work. The clone was stopped mid-air, but with minimal damage. The counselor's clones were just as durable as she was, and shared many of her powers. One of which was a resistance to magic. 

What remained of the counselor’s arm buried itself into the ground before rapidly shrinking. This created a sling shot effect that hurled Wisdom straight towards the student, foot first. [color=daa520]"And this one calls for a ka-crack!"[/color]

The remaining three clones did not sit by idly. One of them turned into a trampoline, which the other two jumped on. The legs of the trampoline suddenly grew, causing the two clones to be launched skyward towards Storm Witch Stacy and Stacy Stitches. As they soared skywards, their bodies collapsed on themselves until they were two pink masses filled with razor sharp teeth.

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[color=ff97f8]"Oh for fuck’s sake…"[/color]

[color=888888]— Thalia Alvoy, Oros of Shock and Awe[/color][/center]

It was regrettable that her Framewerk was one that operated best at range. While B@B was faster than whatever her opponent was, being a lighter class than your opponent wasn’t strictly an advantage. A few good comps and breakfast would be finished. Thallia  doubted her opponent would be so easy to deal with. But as the former hero of the universe, she still anticipated a crushing victory.

As soon as she shifted out of the way.

B@B’s levitation-like movement made it particularly slippery, so even Scylla’s high speed dive wasn’t impossible to avoid. A shame about the hospital beneath her, but now was the time to start hitting her with shit. The toaster quickly morphed into a highly maneuverable saucer (with eggs) 

[color=ff97f8]"Alright you rotund bastard!"[/color] Thallia roared through the speakers. [color=ff97f8]"Have some sausage links!"[/color]

B@B fired two links from her bottom mounted Moonbreaker Railgun. Hopefully her Anti-Battleship Armor Piercing sausages would do something to the flying medusa head. 

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[color=tomato]"Who knew!?!?!?!?"[/color]

[color=888888]— Oracle Morowa, Oros the [s]Oracle[/s] really big dum dum[/color][/center]

Morowa blinked. She wasn’t sure why she had picked that particular group to attack. Were her powers malfunctioning, or was this an intentional setback that Nykannis herself had set up to make things more interesting? She hoped not. 

Though she supposed that attack did all it needed to do. Maybe there was another target she could do more against. But while she was in thought, Scylla more or less rammed its open jaw into an entire tower of Axis Mundai. The metal wing disappeared as it was flattened straight to the earth. Dust and debris were kicked into the air, as well as far too many moth girl sized stones.

[color=ff6347]"Ah…"[/color]

With no hope of avoiding the debris (her oracle powers told her as much) Morowa could only embrace the inevitable. She disappeared under a pile of rubble. 


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[color=tomato]"..."[/color]

[color=888888]— Davis Gallo, Oros the Conqueror[/color][/center]

Davis spun around. His tactical genius prevented him from placing himself in an area where he could possibly be hurt by anything, so he had nothing to fear from falling debris. What he did have was a lot of anger, which he had little issue putting on display.

[color=ff6347]"YOU CUNT!"[/color] He pointed at the giant mecha head. [color=ff6347]"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY BEAUTIFUL BUILDING!?!?!? THAT COSTS MORE THAN YOUR SORRY ASS! IF YOU EVEN HAD AN ASS< YOU LOOK LIKE YOUR ALL HEAD! ALL HEAD BUT NO BRAIN! NO WONDER YOU HANG OUT WITH ZOMBIES! THEIR BRAINLESS ASSES MAKE YOU LOOK SMART BY COMPARISON! I BET THE SHIT I TOOK THIS MORNING LOOKS BETTER THAN YOU, AND I'M DEALING WITH A BOUT OF DIAREAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"[/color]

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[b]"Boop boop boop boop!"[/b]

[b]"I refuse to react to that."[/b]

[b]"You already did, slut!"[/b]

[b]"Hmmmm."[/b]

[color=888888]— Alexandria & Willow & Geina & Kyra, Carnage Sisters[/color][/center]

Stampede Stacy, little Crystallis Stacy, Esperverse Stacy, and Staycee were all in range of the original carnage sisters. 

[b]"There the are!"[/b] The queenly Willow announced in her sultry voice. [b][color=ffffff]"Run them down!"[/color][/b] After her call to action, she fired a single round out of her cannon before tossing it aside. It briefly replaced Esperverse Stacy’s head before it too rolled off of her shoulders. 

Geina slid her arms inside of two chainguns, which immediately started spinning. [b][color=ffffff]"It’s time to fuck some shit up!"[/color][/b] Without slowing down, she fired on the four zombie girls without a moment’s hesitation. Especially little stacy, because fuck ‘dem kids.

[b][color=ffffff]"Oh! I wanted to boop the cute little one!"[/color][/b] But Alexandria didn’t pout for long. As they closed the distance, she prepared to run her spear through Staycee. Willow had her lance concentrated on Stampede Stacy.

Kyra remained silent, quietly observing. She didn’t appear to have a weapon, but was quite different from the others in that she had a notebook and glasses. Though she didn’t look like she was taking notes.

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[b]"Hurt me if it pleases you!"[/b]

[b]"Wut n’ tarnation!"[/b]

[b]"Yup, that tasted purple!"[/b]

[b]"W_T_F!?"[/b]

[color=888888]— Napoleon & Adar & Julia & Monika, Carnage Sisters[/color][/center]

The second, far more dangerous group of carnage sisters had just arrived at the fight when it started to rain star junk all over them. It was rather fortunate that they were robots and unable to feel pain. 

[b][color=ffffff]"Oh god yes!"[/color][/b] Napoleon remarked, looking at the acid that was eating into her body. [b][color=ffffff]"I crave to be bathed in all the fluids!"[/color][/b]

[b]"Wut n’ tarnation!"[/b] Adar didn’t get to fire a single shot before blue lightning took her out.

[b][color=ffffff]"I want the yellow flavor!"[/color][/b] And the Original Stacy obliged. 

[b][color=ffffff]"I_WOULD_RATHER_GET_LAZERED_AND_EXPLODED!"[/color][/b] was Monika’s last words before getting vaporized.

As potent as murder robots could be, the carnage sisters were way out of their element fighting magical entities like zombie magical girls. The carnage sisters at the end of the day didn’t have a drop of arcane energy in them. They were equipped to bully and harass normal humans, and were out of their element in a fight like this. But they were also nigh unlimited in number.

Back at Axis Mundi, four robots powered up again. Though the place wasn’t quite the same as they had remembered it when they initially woke up. Regardless, it was clear who the threat was. 

Napoleon, Adar, and Julia dove out of the partially demolished hospital and landed on Scylla.

[b][color=ffffff]"Give mommy a kiss!"[/color][/b] Napoleon’s guillotine on a rope wrapped around the robot as she descended. 

[b][color=ffffff]"Gunna poach you like a terduckin’!"[/color][/b] Adar fired their sawed off at the Framewerk before preparing to saw into one of its eyes. 

[b][color=ffffff]"Don’t forget me!"[/color][/b] Julia fell towards the other eye, shield raised in case this thing tried to shoot at her.

Monika did not do anything so drastic, however. She merely appeared on various screens inside Scylla’s cockpit. [b][color=ffffff]"I_AM_NOT_A_VIRUS_PLEASE_DO_NOT_DELETE_ME_BUT_I_WANT_TO_CORRUPT_YOUR_SYSTEMS_LOLZ!"[/color][/b]

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[color=tomato]"Working on a post like this in one sitting was a mistake."[/color]

[color=888888]— Mika, Oros the Mad[/color][/center]

Madness chuckled. [color=ff6347]"Have fun, Osiris. I’ll play with her a little later, so don’t break her too badly."[/color] Her eyes pivoted over to the trio of Tactical Triumvirate S.T.A.C.-Y. [color=ff6347]"Oh yea, I’m supposed to help with that, huh? But it is kinda fun to watch Savage act like a bullet sponge. Hmmm."[/color] She rolled back her shoulders and pointed to the sky directly behind the trio. [color=ff6347]"How about we sacrifice…"[/color] Some creature seemed to push itself into reality. The head of an undead lion twisted its way into reality before opening its mouth. Madness was no longer standing near the scorpion. Instead, she was barreling through the creature’s mouth towards the back of the trio of supersoldiers. [url=https://www.youtube.com/shorts/ihcAUjzzU4E]"THE ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK!"[/url]

A happy accident about having three triplets standing side by side was that their necklines were all in about the same place. With a single swing, Madness threatened to decapitate all of them. Was it going to work? Probably not, but it would be interesting to see which of them they considered a bigger threat.