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Leto exploded upwards, her full and wicked splendor revealed, and Europa leapt backwards, caught in the swirl of light and sawdust, landing awkwardly a few feet back. The princess would prove a more formidable opponent, to be sure, but it wasn't like any of the damage they'd already done had gone away. Fighting Leto at princess now was still very different than fighting her at full strength - and Europa was still confident that they could take her. She had no more forms to take. No more surprises.

"I can immobilize her!" she shouted to Wolframite, trying desperately to make eye contact with him. "You'll have fifteen seconds." She took a bracing breath. "We can take her."

She hoped that she was right. They had not come all this way only to fail. Thrusting a hand forward and singling out Leto, Europa hollered, "Europa deep ocean pressure!"

To Wolframite, she shouted, "Let's go!" and lunged for Leto's midsection, with the full intent of dragging her back down to the ground.

"Oh, for the love of little green apples..." Ida groaned as the senshi launched himself from the rafters and left her to deal with the basic on her own. That was the second person she had attempted to save that had refused that help, leaving her frustrated and in the mood to swear, something she never did. And, now she had a heavy burden that prevented her from trying to find her friends or helping anyone else, which was the whole reason she was still even in here. This was fast feeling like a great, big 'not her fight' sort of situation.

"Is leor nod don eolach...* " Ida muttered as she set the senshi she held down and retrieved her silk scarf, now wet with blood. The saying was one that her grandfather had used a lot, so though the gaelic felt odd, it rolled off her tongue with ease. Shifting the dislocated arm, she used the scarf to bind arm to chest and ease the jostling on the red-head's shoulder before the eternal pulled out her phone and sent a text to her team mates. There was no way she was going to be able to reach them in this place, but at least they would know where she had gone.



Praying her friends would be okay and more than ready to wash her hands of this den of insanity, Ida gathered up the injured girl and leaped for the hole she had made in the wall. She cleared it with ease and was soon on her way down town and a safe place to power down to call Xander for help.

[Ida is out! Taking Pen with her]

*A hint is sufficient for the wise. (irish gaelic proverb)

"Well you definitely don't seem to have any qualms about belonging to a Court full of killers" Falias said reading the pink-haired senshi's court retort as condoning, green eyes narrowed as he tried to shift in an attempt to avoid her return shot and grunted slightly as her blow thudded painfully into his side.

With his attention narrowed to focus on the dark mirror senshi as it was, what was going on around them was temporarily forgotten - a mistake it transpired as it meant that Falias was not expecting the sudden intrusion of a dark mirror aura of the same strength as that of Al-Janah and by the time he was aware of the other's presence in the form of another feminine voice the new and unwelcome aura was practically on top of them.

It meant that he was right in the path of the magic in the form of harsh squawking, hands reaching up to try and protect his face and yelping as what felt like wings - lots and lots of wings started to buffet him painfully about the face and shoulders.




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After nipping the eternal senshi that had been attacking Tantalus, Liryn had kept moving, paws taking him further into the chaotic fray. People all seemed caught up in fighting wherever he padded and often-times the small tabby bobtail had to be pretty fast on his feet in order to avoid being stepped on.

And all the sawdust around kept making him want to sneeze. He kept pressing on though, side-tracking a little to n** a Negaverse Lieutenant that had been creeping up on a Dark Mirror senshi with grim intent, something pulling him on - the 'something' a feeling in hjs kitty gut that he needed to be here - part of him wondering if his senshi was amongst all the order auras that he could sense about the warehouse.

Valhalla stated at her, his eyes still wide, but his expression becoming more livid the more she spoke. “Is this a joke to you?? Damnit Ganymede,” he hissed, grabbing onto her arm to pull her out of the way as what looked like a sack filled with sawdust was knocked off the rafters above and landed inches away from them. It was better than any bladed weapons flying at them, but still distressing.

He was angry, more so than he’d felt in a long time. He didn’t like being mad at her. “I trusted you. You said you were just…!! You didn’t say anything about…!!” he stuttered over his sentences, unable to come up with the right way of explaining exactly why he felt betrayed. In the end, he threw his hands up in the air and turned on his heel. “I don’t want to talk to you right now, just…” he didn’t even end the sentence and waved his hands like a maniac as if that would somehow clue Ganymede in on his unspoken words.

She was obviously fine on her own, so what did she need him to hover around and make sure she was okay? Granted, he definitely wanted to hover, but there were more important things to do. Like figure out what the hell was going on.

“Remarque!” he called, his anger subsiding a little when he caught a glimpse of the DMS he hadn’t seen in several months. The guy looked like he’d already been roughed up a bit, but still standing. “Hey wh-” he hesitated, glancing towards the DMS he didn’t know. Even still, if this was an ambush set up to try and kill off the DMC…

“Look, I don’t want to fight,” he quickly told the brunet senshi, lifting up his hands to show he was unarmed, before turning to Remarque again, looking desperate. “What’s going on?? Why are your people still here?? We need to get them out.” The senshi and knights, too… Hell, he wasn’t against helping the Negaverse get out if they were injured, either.

The General whipped his weapon down from above and Sessrumnir smirked at how stupid and open Benitoite was making himself. He braced himself, preparing to lunge and take the General to the ground, but the senshi there stepped in front of him before he could.

He let out a hiss in alarm as she pushed him back, only to crouched in preparation for being hit. Giving up his chance at beating the crap out of the starseed snatcher, Sessrumnir grabbed onto the girl’s shoulders to keep her below him, and threw his own arm over his head, hoping his leather bracer was thick enough to withstand an impact from a blade.

“You take things that don’t belong to you,” he answered Benitoite’s question then, prepared to pull the senshi out of the way of another attack because it would be so like the General to try and kill them both. “Give the starseed to me and maybe that senshi will survive,” he demanded once more, clearly irritated. “Otherwise, I hope it’s your best friend you just murdered. And you’re okay with that?” he directed the question to the senshi who was protecting Benitoite. “You’re okay with him murdering senshi? Making it so they can never be reborn? Just wiping them out of existence completely??”

The moment that Leto was hit with the arrow that Cybele had shot at her, she suddenly felt the fog that was clouding her thoughts since Europa's attack lift. Glancing quickly at the Senshi, she nodded at her in thanks. Her senses sharpened, she heard every word that Europa was saying. She looked from one Senshi to the other and with her renewed strength she grabbed Cybele by the arm and pulled her away, a look of desperation upon her face.

"You're a first stage Senshi, you will die trying to protect me from a General and an Eternal," her wings flared and she propelled herself back towards Europa and WP. She pointed at Cybele and then pointed at what she was sure was the exit. "Get yourself and any hurt people out."

Suddenly there was an intense pressure inside Leto's head that caused her to see double for a moment. She clenched her teeth and her crystal disappeared from her hand- there was no way she would be able focus enough to cast her magic now. She would have to remember to seek out the Senshi of the Hunt some other time to thank her. Her eyes shut tightly, and she called out to Cybele once more, "Tell the other Dark Mirror Senshi to get out. Spread the word. Tell them to retreat."

And then Europa came crashing into Leto's midsection and she toppled to the ground in a tangle with the Senshi of the Deep. Suddenly thankful for the boost in speed, Leto put all of her strength into rolling Europa in an attempt to pin her down. As she was about to reach a hand to Europa's throat, Wolframite's blade cut into the base of one of her wings and when he pulled back he left a deep gash in her back; black feathers spraying into the air. She stopped whatever she was doing and rolled off of Europa, crying out in pain as her wings folded onto her back and matted with blood.

For one brief, awful moment when they crashed to the ground, Europa thought she was done for. Damn the senshi of the hunt. Damn her, for sticking her nose where it didn't belong. If they'd lost their advantage over one interloper's lucky shot, she was going to come back from beyond the grave and haunt that girl for the rest of her natural life. And then some.

Europa railed against Leto, thrashing every limb in an effort to break free. The princess was smaller than her. Lighter. But she had power the likes of which Europa would never have, could never imagine having, and surely that made them even - maybe even tipped the scales in Leto's direction. (Probably tipped the scales in Leto's direction, Europa admitted, gritting her teeth.)

But then Leto suddenly rolled off her, and taking stock of the situation as quickly as she could, Europa noticed the loose feathers and the blood practically everywhere. Wolframite had his blades out - finally. "Thanks!" she shouted to the general, rushing to her feet. Europa darted after Leto, aiming a hard kick for her ribs.

Adrenaline throbbed in her veins. They were close. They were going to finish this.