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Zanazziite couldn’t take her eyes off Tanzanite. She had always been part youma, but now that her eyes had stopped watering the Lieutenant was able to get a good look at her. Black, inky eyes, burns covering half her body or more…Zan took a step forward wanting to help. She didn’t know what she could do, but she had to do something.

But she was only a Lieutenant, and even if she wasn’t she had no time. Tanzanite’s screams froze her in place, her arm still reaching for her. She watched in two parts mixed horror and fascination as the dark scales started to crawl along the General’s human skin, taking her over. Her eyes were wide as she watched Tanzanite’s face become a mask of black, watched as she screamed until the blackness was crawling down her throat, quieting her.

She didn’t have a chance to move, a chance to run to the General before inky blackness wrapped around her and sucked her inside. There was only a gasp as she was swallowed up, left floating in the middle of a dark balloon.

Wildly she looked around, but she couldn’t see a thing. She couldn’t hear a thing either- wait. She stopped moving, listening to what was around her. Then she could hear it, slow, heavy breathing. Tanzanite?! She reached out trying to touch her, but there was nothing to grab.

For a long moment there was nothing, but then the darkness began to move. Zan twirled about trying to figure out just what was going on. She didn’t have to wait very long because suddenly she was rising up. She rose up and up and up until she was settled between the shoulders of a giant….she looked down and around, the tail, the wings…a giant dragon?!

Gloved hands wrapped around two spines and she held on tight as the dragon took flight. There was a scream of excitement mixed with terror as they rose. ”Oh my god!” She ducked low to the youma’s neck, her knuckles white she was holding on so tight. But then slowly she realized the dragon wasn’t trying to throw her, or kill her. It was allowing her to stay. A grin pulled at her lips and she sat up, even though they were at war she couldn’t help but be thrilled. She was riding a giant youma!

One did not miss a sight such as the Great Youma, no matter what or who you wanted to kill beforehand and as what had once been General Tanzanite spread it's wings and let out the most glorious battlecry Chromite had ever heard the lieutenant also didn't miss the sight of a muddy-gray flash of Sailor Requiem streak towards the massive monster.

Oh hell no. That was not happening on Chromite's watch! Lifting a still embering beam of wood she hurled it directly at Requiem with a scream.

Oh...s**t. He didn't even care about Chromite anymore. Tanzanite was flipping out. She was roaring like some kind of monster. What was happening to her?! Gianfar's eyes widened and his jaw slacked as he backed away from the enraged general. Oh s**t..ohshitohshit...

WHAT THE ******** HELL WAS THAT!? Gianfar felt his heart stop and drop into his stomach, he damn near felt sick to his stomach. He was afraid. He was terrified.

But he had to fight. It had to die. He couldn't just...he didn't want to be useless. He wanted anything but that. The people here, they were in danger; there was no way they were ignoring this thing. It made him wish he had a more offensive attack, because he definitely wasn't going to be using Honor against this thing. He looked around until he spotted a fallen signpost that had been blown out of the ground by the explosion. Perfect. It could be used as a spear. He ran over and lifted it, grunting at its weight. It was heavy! Too heavy. He couldn't run with that. He'd have to just...run up and...ugh. He had to run up and attack the monster.

Gianfar breathed in deeply, mustering up as much courage as he could before he ran straight at the giant bird. He knew he probably wouldn't do much, but his kicks usually hit pretty well? He jumped in the air and extended one leg, aiming to pretty much falcon kick Black Phoenix.

Gianfar!

Chromite still didn't actually know what the senshi called himself, but the blood on his spring green uniform that she had put there barely made him stand out against the rest of the rabble surrounding the phoenix. But that kick- Oh she was learning very quickly to hate people that knew how to kick well... Especially those that seemed to think they could pull a Chuck Norris against something fifty times bigger than he was.

While it was true that her attempt to stop a different senshi from attacking the Great Youma had not gone well- She was going to take Gianfar out. If it was the last ******** thing she did, he was not going to land a strike on that beautiful beast.

s**t. The world had gone to s**t in 0 to 90 in less time it took him to take a piss. Lina was sobbing in his arms, and he couldn't blame her. As the beast rose from the cocoon, All hope for Tanzanite was lost. The tears had been the last parts of her human self, the last drops of the human heart before it too had been consumed by chaos. Castor pitied her. He'd seen a woman a long time ago, beautiful, proud and strong. Now, watching as the flame spread out, as the beast moved? He still felt pity. She could have had a human life, full of human hopes and dreams. The negaverse had consumed that possibility. It was consumed Tanzanite.

And now all that was left was a monstrous youma.

Castor's eyes closed as he swallowed his emotions, his pity. War was playing out before him. Emotions had no place here. Pulling Lina upright, he looked at her. Determination was set in his face. She'd seen this look before., the look of a man ready to fight for all he stood for. A man ready to fight for her. Not saying anything, Castor pressed his lips to her own. Fast, time was trickling by. "Lina, you have to run." She would hate him for saying this. "You can't stay here. Grab one of the fallen senshi if you can and get to safety. You said it yourself, it's stronger then we can handle." His eyes darted to the monster once more.

"I lost you once and I won't lose you again, not so soon." Another kiss, and Castor jumped into the fray of battle. A wing covered his body and he ran head first as the moster, ice and magic cracling at his fist.

"HEAVEN'S FURY!"

When the exhilaration from riding a youma died down a little she wondered where Tanz went. Was the youma Tanzanite? Leaning forwards she yelled towards the dragon's head, hoping it would hear her. "Tanzanite?!" She wasn't able to wait for an answer, because out of the corner of her eye she saw a piece of concrete coming at her and the dragon, thrown by Sailor Juno.

Quickly she grabbed the first thing she could reach, which happened to be one of the youma's spines. Pulling it off the youma she winced slightly, but it'd be okay right? Twisting she threw it towards the concrete block trying to knock it off course or break it apart. Unfortunately the spine missed and she winced when the concrete hit them.

Scheelite would learn soon to be careful with his choice of words.

Outside he could hear the monstrous cry of.....well he had no idea. It also currently didn't matter, because he was mostly rocking around in the coffin trying his damned best to get out.

Gunn's attack affected all the fire around, which was something else Scheelite didn't know. It only mattered to him when the raised fires suddenly caught the wood of the coffin he was in, effectively setting it ablaze.

The cries from inside the coffin only grew in intensity as the fires burned, the Negaverser inside suffering as first the heat grew, and then it was flames themselves licking at his skin.

"ZINK?! FLUORITE?! ANYONE?! LET ME OUT!"

((someone's coming for him, so it's okay to leave him XD <3 ))