~Silana Delacroix~
Battle against an annoying, lower life form
Courteous? For...just the bones? Silana tilted her head in slight displeasure. If she wanted it, she would take it. This 'Chirada' couldn't stop her from doing so, after all. Of course, such an act would not be beneficial to her at the moment. So...a temporary alliance, at least until their mutual goal was accomplished would work best. All would be reduced to bones and lifeless husks in time, and she could wait an eternity for her goals.
"There isn't an issue if you want to rot the whole crew, but do try not to destroy the whole fortress. This place would be a marvelous nest for my carrion, and what is good for the maggot is good for the corpse, as we like to say."...what? She would bring this place to its knees. Rot, decay, rust...it would not last here by the end of the day. The fact this creature would likely attempt to stop such an act, made her dislike her a great deal. However, before she could confront the maggot about the affair, it seemed they were greeted by a human and a machina. A cold, lifeless looking thing almost. Almost. She could...feel some organic life under those metallic parts.
"Oh, the first course presents itself. I suppose carrying Fran along exposed us earlier than I hoped, but there is nothing to be done about it. Chirada, see if you can take the Succubus Machina alive. I smell a pure human and it's making me hungry." Silana simply stared coldly at the Scientist and his creation. Blue, lifeless eyes gazing at them with a cold displeasure. Waves of bats began filtering in through the now open door, and Chirada spread her maggots upon them, right towards the scientist and his creation. She summarily ignored them, deeming both the bats and Chirada's actions useless. Well, she might as well pull her weight here. While Chirada attacked the succubus, she would move for the Human.
"Your existence...offends me." She raised a hand towards the Human. It was too narrow of quarters here to do anything particularly flashy without collateral damage to herself, but she wasn't going to completely hold back either. Such a thing was not something she was known for. If Chirada got harmed during the process, well, that wasn't a concern to her at all. She had no reason too, as Chirada was simply deemed another annoyance for the moment.
"Rot, you worthless creature. Mordax est magica: Titulus Abaddon."The only warning the human would have, was a the ground beneath his feet bubbling a few seconds before it erupted into a pillar of a thick, concentrated, sticky black substance. It blasted from the ground, coating the immediate area in the corrosive muck, sure to at least cause severe burns to unprotected flesh. Metal would take much longer to damage, but they would at least likely receive some small damage. It was simple, and carried no psychological effects that some of her other magic would carry. She simply wanted to turn him into a black puddle of goop at the moment, after all.
Her surprise attack failed, then. Nothing she couldn't handle. As soon as her blade struck the metal hull of the ship, she did as she intended, jumping away from the strike zone with an impressive display of acrobatics and aerial might. It seemed this hulking mass of metal was more swift then she gave him credit for, however. As soon as she landed he fired a volley of bullets at her. Instead of avoiding them she planted her feet firmly onto the ground, raising her shield strapped to her left arm. It absorbed most of the bullets, sending them ricocheting off of the holy metal in every direction. He then did something Gwynn had not thought possible for something of his size. It propelled itself into the air using its jet pack.
Over the noise of din of battle, she was vaguely aware of a demon announcing their presence. Victoire Bordeaux, the Blood Countess. The valkyrie, however, would have none of it. She would end this swiftly, and mercilessly. As the bullets flew at her, she dodged to the right. A large flap of her wings carrying her to the side, out of an immediate line of fire. She had to be swift, and could not linger long on staying unfocused. It seemed he made an error in judgement, thinking she would resort to her aerial superiority. She needed to capitalize on this.
"I shall stay here and fight this monstrosity! Find those impure demons and destroy them!" A risky move, to be certain, as she effectively would be alone in this fight. But as it stood, they were at a slight disadvantage here. The bats, the Machina, demons...she would end this herself, if she must. An angel nearest her nodded, giving the order to find this 'Blood Countess'
She landed, facing Grafdakka's side while he was still in the air.
"I shall join the search when I deal with this abomination." that was all the focus she could spare at the moment. With one swift motion, she charged her own body with holy lightning, and propelled herself behind the massive machine. Urokkelig, charged with holy lightening and glowing with brilliant radiance...she threw it at the machine. It cackled with cleansing radiance, aimed right for the creatures jetpack. With any luck, it would completely disable the device.
The angels around her, finished with their cleansing of the Machina pulled out, and began actively searching for demons to cleanse, though they still stayed above the mist in order to avoid being caught in its corrosive corruption.
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