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The deadly smog would rapidly cover the area, the harpies above increased there distance and made alot of noise in the distance as the foul one appeared. But being on the ground there was not avoiding it, just trying to resist it. Giglamesh held his breath, closed his eye and mouth tight, and even tried to cover his ears. But once he felt the heat form the smoke hit him, his mind quickly faded elsewhere it became fuzzy hard to think, hard to remember...what was he doing?...what was he supposed to do?

The cloud of purple haze would pass and quickly die down, and before giglamesh could even act in his confusion the grenade went off in close proximity. Close enough where as the blast hit him as to did a bit of shrapnel. It knocked giglamesh over on to his right with his broken rib, that jolt of pain jolted the confusion right out of him, he remembered what he was doing...now....His vision was blurry from pain, but he could see. He was conscious and knew his enemy was the malboro and not river, he was poisoned before But on top of the poison he could feel his magic being restricted. The malboro sat back waiting for its breath to severely weaken gig and river before it would attack, so there was some time. But with escape cut off they would have to attack and end it fast.

First giglamesh would rummage around in the lineing of his coat looking for a echo soft...but the only curative he had was one cure-all. These were expensive and gig didnt really want to use it but, he was not given much choice. Giglamesh would take the black pill holding in inbetween his teeth as he plotted his attack. The faster it died the better, so gig would aim to take it out in one shot. But before that he would have to create a opening. "Hey riv....once i start....your going to have to distract it and buy me some time ok? I need one shot and your the one that has to open it up for me..." what he said was slightly distorted because of the pill between his teeth.

Gig just stared at the disgusting drooling creature, no eyes, no nose it was alot like a plant. So what better way then to reduce it to ashes, a few opening shots which he still had some grenades left loaded. This was going to be very difficult to do, threw the pain would gig be able to? Gig began to doubt himself...if he could not take it out with one shot what would he do then?

giglamesh fell in to the recesses of his mind a pitch black room with a few overhead lights shining only over a few other people. Giglamesh kneeling in the center of the biggest light. Giglamesh would turn his head to a green haired woman in a kimono, she was rubbing her hair back with the back of her hand, but as gig looked she scoffed and looked away. Giglamesh looked to the second, a massive beast sitting and was so tall it blocked most of the light it sat under its face shaded out with the light behind its head, it would look at gig then look away holding its hand up which was large serrated blades with razor wire wrapped around its forearms, a few birds would land on its claws and chirp. The third was a man sitting at a table in a suit and when gig looked, it just flipped gig off and took a sip of wine. The fourth was a man sitting and his back turned wearing a pink kimono on his back and a straw hat, gig would look and the man would pause and begin to stand....but for some reason gig would turn away to the next. The fourth was very far away and the light was off, but there was the silhouette of a crucifix with a person chained to it, which as gig looked a single eye would glow a eerie purple and a large twisted grin would appear accompanied by the sound of rattling chains. Gig did not want to use that but he may not have any choice. But from behind gig was the sound of heeled boots clacking against the ground as if somebody was walking to gig. As he turned a light would begin to flicker on and off as a woman with a somewhat deep and bossy tone spoke. "So your going to just give up and die?" The light would come all the way on to expose a blonde haired woman with multiple guns strapped to her leather one piece suit zipped down in front slightly under her navel. "Your pathetic soldier! Get up and fight, prove your worth being her protector, prove you can protect her!" As she walked forward her light would touch giglamesh's forming a single large circle light with both them within. "If you want to die go ahead....but if you want to fight to protect her....then call out my name..." The woman would then say her name, but it was like she went silent when she said her name and she held out her hand to help gig off his knee. Which a kneeling gig then smiled and reached out for her hand.

Back in the real world and out of gigs crazy barn giglamesh would stand with the pill still in between his teeth. "...lets go....FILL EM FULL OF HOLES Barettō itchi!!!" Giglamesh would flip the switch from the rifle to the grenade launcher, he would then shoulder the xm-29 and fire three grenades aiming for the inside of the malboro's mouth, then bit down on the black cure-all pill. Instantly he would feel the effects of it removing the negative effects before putting his rifle down to ground and pulling the trigger, the ground would crack and crumble towards the malboro before the ground in front of it would burst spraying a high pressure stream of oil at the malboro trying to soak it with oil. He would then swing Barettō itchi around to his back and he would squat in a odd stance holding his hands as if he was holding a basketball, but nothing was there. "Your up make it count, cause i only have one shot for this riv!" Because she was fairly close she would almost instantly feel a strong gust of hit wind and giglamesh began gathering power for his next attack.

[combat log]
Ra1 +8 from weapon
Ra2 -5+8 from weapon
Ra3 -10+8 from weapon
use cure-all
Ma: oil bomb -20

She was surprised when Gig took one of her grenades, and to just take out the pin and let it drop like that? Madness! She was about to protest when the horrible stench reached her in a thick purple haze. Everything was gone, all that remained was black. River woke with a start feeling a flash of pain. Was that the grenade? Looking around she saw her vision was still blurry, but she saw she was on the ground. She reached for her eyes, but her arms refused to listen. Though it was hard to tell. Everything felt numb. She heard Gig speak, though it took a moment for the words to make sense. Wait… what? Distraction? River tried to get up again, but her arms refused to move. She heard Gig speak again, and he was gathering energy for his next attack. I can’t… She tried to say, but her voice cracked and she managed to give a tiny cough. Seriously? She sighed and closed her eyes again. So tired… She felt the small effects of the poison, but she was still connected to her magic. She had read about this creature before, never thought she would ever see one, but she knew some of what to expect. She was glad her magic was still with her. She hated silence out of every status effect. Feeling the worry surround her, she felt a familiar presence. She did not give it a name, and it would not tell her; but she knew it was real. Gig then said something about it being her turn, and he was gathering his magic. I can’t help… I can’t do anything… She thought. Though deep down, she was a bit glad. The creepy creature scared her. She did not want to fight it.

damage to river
45-65 -22 x6=138-258

dice...

ღIt was not pain that concerned River; it was the icky slimy creature actually touching her. Her only thought was ewwwwwwwwwwww, which was replaced by a string of rambles that was completely panicked and incoherent. She did not even realize she was in the air until she saw sharp teeth, blurred by her blindness. Uhhhhhh…… Gig?... ………… brother…. She thought trying not to notice the slime dripping off her, the grotesque creature still touching her. Gods… I hate this job… By far… worst day EVER!!! She knew Gig was close before he even spoke. When the magic was released, River heard many warnings, including her own. The spell was too strong; if there was even such a thing. And again I’m being treated like a freaking doll….. River thought with a sigh as Gig carried her. My jacket... she almost wept with joy when she saw Gig grab her treasure before he ran. She could tell by the sounds, and magic in the air, this was crazy but she did not really get to see until Gig helped her recover from the status effects. She kept quiet, beating herself up for the lack of help she had been, and it was hard not to notice his wound. She watched the aftermath of the spell combo and decided then and there she was going to try to learn how to do that. When Gig stood she muttered a thanks but she was unsure if he heard or not. When he made the weight comment, River scowled and stuck her tongue out. Helheim was slightly over 100lbs, herself was only at 146. ”You’re just getting old… OLD MAN!” She called out as he walked away, she then spotted her jacket. She hoped the poor little griffon had not suffered. There was small change he stayed in the jacked after she had dropped him when she blacked out. The jacket moved slightly and River crawled over. ”You still there little guy?” She said softly as she untied the knots she had made to build the nest. There was a chirp and the little griffin grinned at her as if saying, Peekaboo! River’s heart melted fully. ”You’re coming home with me. Ok?” She said and was super tempted to hug the adorable creature. Instead she cuddled the jacked and stood, slowly and headed to her bike. She wanted to take twenty baths, burn these clothes, and learn about griffins once they got home. The only thing was she had to be careful about keeping the new pet a secret. No way Gig would accept this little guy. River glanced down and smiled. You’ll be safe with me. Garik. She thought hearing the name in the whispers around her. The name suited him, so why not. Hopping on her bike River inwardly cried shaking off some more slime before she took her helmet. Home became a need. ღ

ღRiver scowled at Gig's remark and wiped off some more slime from her hair. "So ready. Can't wait to leave this freaking place..." She grumbled and shook an arm removing some more vile slime. She then started her bike and put on her helmet. Not waiting for Gig to reply, she drove off. This sucks... She thought sighing. She kept her distance from Gig when she heard a small squeak from Garik and River chuckled. "You don't like the bike?" She asked and she let the little griffin peek out. He cowered for a bit, then peeked out. After a while, on the drive, Garik became more and more brave and was soon was sitting comfortably in the jacket as he was enjoying the ride. She soon saw Wutai up ahead. Only a bit longer till home. River thought and she sped up hoping to get there soon.
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[exit to wutai]