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Trinity Stratos

"Tch. Nobody wants to come out and play? Fine." Trinity huffed, shaking her head. She was getting tired, but she couldn't let that stop her now. "I'll just have to knock harder." She took her last orbital shield and broke it down, reforming it into another rocket. She made this one a little more volatile than the last one. She didn't even see it go off. Or maybe she did? There had been something, but she wasn't satisfied with the results. And that meant she had to increase her yield. She held the rocket in her hand and took a breath or two before focusing her power into it.

She was a little disappointed that no one came out to meet her. Then again, she wasn't sure how much of a fight she could put up. She'd probably have to find somewhere to hide and digest all that power she absorbed. With a supped-up rocket, she'd fit it to her blaster and take aim once again. Before she could fire, though, an announcement sounded from the arena. The games were over? Tsk. Trinity huffed and lowered her cannon, before deconstructing her armaments into three separate spheres, sized to fit in her palm. They spin around each other and float over her palm.

"C'mon, Nolan. Let's find the others and get to the arena. There's Penny... Damian and Joshua? Did you see them at all?"

Trinity Stratos

"Nolan, incoming!" The minstrel lifted her head at the peculiar whistling on the wind, behind the flame attacks from the turrets. She knew her magic could deal with fire well, but it lost its advantage against kinetic attacks. She gathered her shield walls over her head and crouched down, layering the three over each other and angling them to deflect, rather than just block, the incoming blades. Despite her efforts, she heard her shields shattering as she defended herself, and when the rain stopped, she saw that two of her shields had shattered and failed, and were dissolving from the shattered edges. She gathered the remaining energy into a single sphere, forming it into chest plate instead.

The fire turrets would be a little more challenging, now. She had to use the orbiting shield she had remaining in tandem with her wristblade buckler. She only hoped she could get out of this turret fire before someone would decide to fight her. Aah, but those big arms looked like trouble. And those hands holding the tower up, too. They seemed different, though. She didn't care to walk into enemy traps, and she wasn't sure how she'd fight a giant hand anyway. So maybe...

"Nolan, cover me, would you? I want to try something." Trinity aimed her buster arm cannon squarely at one of the arms supporting the huge tower. She held her other hand out, a golden orb forming there while her last orbiting shield defends her from the turret fire. "Energy Make: Rail Rocket." The shape of a rocket was given and a panel on the side of the cannon opened. It had a bit of a drill shape on the front. She popped it in. "Hokay. Here we..." She placed her left hand on the side of the cannon and focuses on it. The material of her cannon glow brighter as she charged it, aiming carefully, "go!"

She fired! The charge depleted from the arm cannon, the rocket was sent sailing toward the giant earthen arm supporting the fortified structure. It would embed itself into the earth before the turbulence inside broke the outer shell, detonating. Or, that was the idea. But, nothing seemed to happen.

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