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Fujiwara no Mokou


With the centipede suitably exploded, Mokou boldly decided to climb to her feet and get a better look at the state its biting had left her arm in. That was... ew, the blood and chunk bitten out of it was bad enough, but the spreading rot was the worst. Well, apart from the hand and forearm, that was just charred as normal. Yeah, she ought to do something like this and not just wait for it to heal off naturally, the rest of her would keep protesting at having this attached.

Fortunately, there was also a headless centipede that needed to be put down, and she still had one arm that wasn't damaged at all any more than normal. So if she just jumped over to it and...

The sudden pillar of flame centred on the centipede's ruined head was probably only a little surprising for the actual fire. The fact that it very briefly lead to a curious lack of a certain white-haired girl before she just... sprung back into existence, non-bitten or burnt hands shoved into her pockets, was no doubt slightly more baffling to those not aware of her immortality. The shirt looked a little worse off for it all, though.

If there was another thing to be annoyed at Kaguya for, it was that her and Eirin had way better abilities for this whole 'healing' thing.




Miina Malina


Looking at the fields in curiosity was... strange. Well, one they were just unusual to her, having grown up in a forest and all. Her detour off through Edren hadn't often taken her through cultivated fields, and the ones that she had passed by tended to be different. To see this much of a single food in one place... well, hopefully it was meant to be food, and they didn't just have an odd fixation with surrounding their village with one sort of grass? That would be bad. Though it would explain why everyone looked so starved, so maybe--

Ah, it was the invaders? So it was meant to be food, then. Why were they starving the populace? Starving people were worse at doing... well, anything, right? So they'd get more overall if they taxed less and didn't risk everyone starving to death.

Maybe the Valheimr knew something about farming that she didn't? That was also quite likely.

Before they entered the village, they were accosted by a Viera in a tree. That alone drew attention--so this one knew the other Mystral, who seemed to be well known from what everyone had said? Or knew someone that knew her? Huh, what were the odds of that. Even as everyone else started to voice their doubts or opinions on whether she was honest, Miina kept quiet. It wasn't as if she knew much about infiltration or verifying strange shady people, so she couldn't really say. Sure, she dressed a bit blatantly, but would anyone really be looking for that...? And she could just change clothes.

But her last attempt at making friends had lead to working with some rather unsavoury people. So she'd just keep quiet. And keep watching the Viera.

Did being a Viera make them bouncier?
Samurai


The samurai paused for a second, as if dumbfounded by his blade being caught--and then opted to retreat, abandoning the weapon entirely with a jump back and smoothly pulling up a replacement at the same time. Of course, that briefly raised the question of how exactly the ghost was planning to shoot a bow with no arrows--

Ah, some form of magical lightning condensed into an arrow. And that would do it. If anything, this was worse than sword fighting, because it would quickly become apparent that these hit much harder than the musket balls had. On the plus side, at least it was slightly easier to dodge them--advantageous, unless Zhao wanted to be both pincushioned and electrocuted.

Both the komainu were showing the expected resilience of stone guardians--Arisa's swing sent hers flying, but it scrambled to its feet easy enough, and rather than going back for the sword-wielder seemed to show the awareness to get her attention another way: lunging for Zhao's back, where he'd be hard pressed to deal with both it and dodging the arrows. Masaru... well, after briefly pausing, that beast began to charge forwards again, the arrow sticking out of its head having been insufficient to entirely bring it down.

Fortunately, the tide seemed to be turning with the common enemies--the ashigaru were no longer reforming, the goop instead streaming back towards their primary enemy, being absorbed beneath the armour. Even the cannons had accepted being destroyed by a rampaging monster, failing to get another shot off. Not that Tera was entirely left alone, their final previous foes revealing themselves: a handful of practically-dressed types, carrying some rather obvious metal spheres. With lit fuses. Right next to her, in grabbing range.
Fujiwara no Mokou


With the wind amplifying the resultant firestorm into something way more impressive than Mokou's own flame whirlwind--now wouldn't those be a fun pair to combine?--it came as quite a surprise that the centipede was still alive. Now, normally one would think that a ground-bound insect isn't going to provide much of a threat to someone who can effortlessly fly and manoeuvre in three dimensions, but there was a crucial point at play here: the canopy overhead was somewhat restrictive, and this centipede was actually huge.

She would probably have avoided it fine if its survival wasn't so surprising. Which lead to her current predicament: being smashed out of the sky, and pinned under a creature that was far too big for her to possibly move it. Oh, and it had broken something in its flailing. Probably a shin bone? It was her leg that was hurting--oh, her neck too, guess that had gotten broken. That explained the position, must have died there--

Oh, crap it was biting her. Wasn't it full!? That fucking hurt, more than the leg thing did, now it was... well, she'd probably find out what the hell the venom was doing later, but probably "nothing good". Actually, it felt kind of weird already. Being bitten didn't normally hurt internally like that...

She should probably do something about this, right? But burning it externally hadn't done much, and even if its underside was squishier, she couldn't really move much. But... its mouth was right there, and her arm was probably functionally useless anyway.

Tuning out all the screaming--seemed the vampire had finally stopped freaking out?--Mokou took the entirely reasonable step of shoving her arm into the giant centipede's mouth as possible. See if it would survive an exploding fireball inside its own head.
Fujiwara no Mokou


Really, what was the vampire's issue? The insects were ugly and probably painful but it wasn't like they were much of a threat to someone like her. Probably? There was something weird about them, they did seem awful squishy for insects and, as someone who had spent the best part of the last thousand years in Japan's forests, Mokou could say with some confidence that she was fairly versed in what insects tended to be like.

Crunchier.

But with everyone firing bullets, running around like crazy, or just plain cutting through them, at least it was now clear enough to see what the real reason was: they were soft because they were babies. That was one big centipede.

... should they even be letting the miko anywhere near this thing?

Still, it was big enough that it would take a lot more effort than a simple fireball to kill this. And going the full danmaku route was probably out; the forest might not catch fire given the current conditions, but everyone else would still have to worry about all the fire floating around. Or, in the extreme case, the lack of oxygen and overall temperature--the spell card rules really did make things a lot more convenient with having fire that didn't actually need to be hot.

Since she was already flying, that made the choice pretty simple: just dive into the thing feet-first, let the kick do whatever damage it did (mostly to her legs) and stagger it, because the more important part--

Was the erupting plume of fire afterwards.

Some Hall


"A circle that summons Niyar and only Niyar," the hundi said, inspecting the sheet of paper, nodding, and then handing over another blank copy. "The difficulty in modification is the point."

She stood up, leaning against the demon and tapping her fingers on the staff. "Modifying summoning is dangerous. The traditional circles are designed to be augmented by all sorts of ritual to provide the power needed, and the beginner summoners there are protected by their own lack of power. If they modify something without understanding, taking the broad instructions given and pointing to something else... it will probably take no notice. But even then, you must know the stories--a weak apprentice tries to summon a fey for help, but botches it and calls forth the unseelie and a far higher price...

"Someone with the strength to be a true mage is even more in danger. They can skip all the ritual, the strength of their call no longer limited by knowledge. The stories of a foolish child who hastily modifies a circle that barely described a sex demon in a search for vengeance, and calls forth something far... more. Something the meagre protections they created cannot hold, or maybe they thought that through and instead make a deal at a price far too high," Gisela shook her head, pacing a little. "So, I created these circles. Without intimate knowledge of what you hope to summon, then they cannot be modified successfully. Even if far more mana is used than they require, it only strengthens the bindings.

"Anyone who learns enough to change them is someone I would be happy to call a colleague rather than an apprentice. We have nothing so formal but the same principals apply," she finished. And, in the case of this one, maybe the experience would teach her how to negotiate with powerful entities without offending them. "Until then... well, I have circles prepared for Niyar, Lamplighters, Sylphs, Imps..."

She paused. "Oh, and incubi are mostly safe. Or succubi, whichever you prefer."

@Octo
Once Again Silenna's Place


One moment, outside, the next--dropped upside down in the workshop, the witch's lack of height quite apparent now that she wasn't high in the air. Even the alchemist seemed somewhat stumped by the thud, looking up from... okay, she wasn't working, this appeared to be her dinner.

"Yes, I brought him from the outside world. I trust this counts as proof?" After the nod, she continued. "Excellent. But remember, there are still some secrets in this place that shouldn't get out, and if he learns them..."

For a moment, there was all the magical weight and presence that could be expected of a Witch, a feeling that the world was fraying around them--

"Well, he'll just have to stay here with you until the rest of the world catches up. Can't say how long that will be~"

With that, she was gone again, leaving Silenna blinking at her temporary apprentice. "You want some soup?"
Miina Malina


Miina shrank a little at the reprimand. Here they were, soldiers and heroes and survivors of weird experiments and she was causing trouble just introducing herself... not that being surrounded with all these scary types helped... "Umm... s-sorry... you're w-welcome?"

That last part was directed at Arton, although Miina's eyes only briefly glanced in his direction before drifting over towards Eve. More specifically, Eve's tail.

What did it feel like? Ah, she just wanted to reach out and touch, but that would be rude. It looked kind of dragony, but what did a dragon feel like? Would it be all rough and bumpy like a crocodile or more like some snake or lizard? That wasn't accounting for the size difference, either... so probably smooth and soft? That would be nice. Ahh, her fingers were just itching at the thought.

"P-Pretty..."
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