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Okay, so Sun did have something else in mind - or, to be precise, there were too many other stimuli in the same moment. In addition, Lucind also had to watch out and block flying splinters and pieces of wood, using her staff in combination with sound wave blasts.

Then she'd guided the horse back and away from where the ship crashed into the docks. Seeing what Vahn did with the menacing fire cloud, Lucind thanked him inwardly. The rain had enabled her to create an anti-fire shield, something like a heat repelling second skin which also protected her clothes. Still, she preferred not having too close contact with her opposed element.

In the same moment Lucind dismounted the mare - whatever was in the ship (making guesses was easy, though), chances were it would be numerous and ready to simply ran or pull down the horse, so it was better to release it - a missile of some sort embedded itself in Sun's shoulder and the man fell to his knees. The woman tried to figure out its source but then had to watch what happened to the redhead...and to the ground around him.

The ship slowed down but still sent debris and wood flying everywhere.
Lucind stared at the ship. Something nudged her mind, a warning voice whispering that... What? She just couldn't calissify the uneasy feeling but instinctively swirled her staff, letting it rotate in front of her like some slow propeller. Lucind hummed and the e'shaton vibrated in response, building up a shield consisting of bundled sound waves. She then rammed the end of the staff into the ground, holding onto it. The shield became smaller, yet more dense or, so to say, thicker.

Only a heartbeat later the ship exploded - and the Half-Siren knew what that voice had tried to tell her. It was only logical, what with all the gunpowder on board. In the moment of the explosion, Lucind also knew she would've needed to create something stronger to protect her, to put more strenght into it.
She was around hundered feet away from the ship. But although her shield levelled out a part of the explosion's force, it finally sent her flying backwards...

A wave of salt water from above penetrated the sewers, flowing through the floors. At first the slug moaned as the water seared his flesh; not because of the holy water, all the blessings of single priest and his water wouldn't phase this beast. It was a slug, it had other reasons for not liking the water.

BOOM!!!!!!!!

It formed one of its ends into a point and smashed through the wall of the sewer, creating it's own cozy cavern where it could incubate undisturbed. How cute, it would soon be time to give birth to a slew of cute little baby slugies through the miracle of asexual reproduction. Yet, even as it generated new existance, it's innate instinct told it that its life, or existance, was in danger. Spiders came forth from the massive beast's body by the thousands, it had absorbed plenty of them. These were big spiders, each about the size of a big toe, most of them had hypodermic needles filled with slug gunk and mixed drugs of the illegal variety stuck to their backs. They crawled through the sewers quickly, their legs sticking to the walls as they moved along the sewers in near silence.

The slug began wailing again, this time it's wails were mingled with a cry that sounded like millions of distressed babies with rampant collic screaming uncontrollably.

Eli's head pokes through the sign. Splinters of wood are sent flying. The creature blinks, seemingly confused by what had just happened. It remains in this position for several seconds, looking up at the sky, then down at the sign.

CRACK!

One arm shoots through the old HoH advertisement (Right through Reiko's nose to be exact). With its right arm freed, the creature is able to pull itself through the hole initialy created by its head. Steadily the creature pulls out its body, and drags itself with one arm across the billboard.

Why's Eli dragging itself with one arm? Well, the rest of its body appears to be horribly mangled! It's left arm was practically shattered, with bits of what looks like bone jutting out of various places, ripping through muscle and skin. The rest of its body was in similar condition. The legs looks particularly gruesome because they were all bent at the knee in ways that just wasn't natural.

Skkkrrrrt, skkkrrrrt!

Eli reached the end of the sign and plopped back onto the ground. A trail of dark purple blood was left in its wake.

Yeah, the thing was in a tremendous amount of pain...

The creature's glossy, solid blue eyes widen. The blood left on the sign would begin smoking, becoming part of the haze that served at Eli's aura.

"....Ah..."

The Shield lifted his head up, even as the shower dampened his clothes. Eyes staring up towards the clouds that seemed to grant out this 'miracle'. The undead horde was melting, fading.. non existant at this point.

Several other Shields nearby were also taking the breather; sitting, standing, tending to the wounded... they all stared at one point or another to the heavens.

Within the Inner City...

Magister Sasarai sat at his writing desk, putting down the leaflet of papers he had been going over. Throughout the entire 'attack' hed been receiving regular reports.

Not that he was worried.

In all the time Latent had existed upon these shores, no foe or malevolent force has ever made it's way into the Inner City. The defensive and peace keeping force garrisoned within the goverment sponsored town was more than enough to keep 'personal' interests safe.

"A pity... the excitement was just starting to grow on me after all."

Within the Outer City...

"It just fell down!"

"Agh-- is anyone injured?!!"

The shouts rang up and down, even as a few Shields were staring at the remains of a billboard. One Shield stepped all over where Reiko's face was, leaving muddy bootprints.

"Egh... I.. uh.. saw something go off dancing that way..."

"D-Dancing?!"

At the Docks...

The ship had exploded, causing yet another uproar of cries and yells from both bystander and Shield alike. They were doing all they could to put out the flames, trying to salvage the docks, even as firemen arrived on the scene, dragging out large hoses.

"What the hell.. is that wail?!!"

"I don't know--- but it's making me want to stab my ears out!"

"All quiet on the Northern front!"

In the sewers of Latent a portal of darkness and wind opened breifly, dropping Red into the sewer. She landed with a dull thud in the holy the water that rushing through the paths after the recent rainstorm. Barely awake, hell, barely alive, she managed to make sure her revolver fell through the portal with her, and now she grasped for it with her left hand, as her right hand wasn't capable of anything. The salt water beat against her wounds, her blood mixing with the flow of the water. She bit the barrel of her revolver to keep from screaming at the initial sting of brine against open flesh.

"Where the hell am I?" she asked, half crying.

Her mind was a blow, much of her blood being scattered across the Barthovas dessert, she didn't have much to go on. Her face was scratched open in multiple places, her left cheek was a swollen bubble, at least three of her ribs were broken as well as every finger on her right hand, and she had multiple bruises and internal wounds on top of that. Her right fingers were a custom job, joints torn, fractured and broken in multiple spots, and twisted, all without breaking the skin. They looked like swollen sacks of rotten meat. It was a good thing he didn't have time to play with her left hand.

Red rolled around, sitting as best she could, which was limply. Then she was blasted with a pshyco wail directly from the source. It made her ears bleed.

"Oh s**t," she said, "This is not my lucky day."

Then she passed out from loss of blood.

"Sir!"

Henry looked from the display on the beach to the out of breath shield.

"Sir, most of the mess seems to have taken care of itself...lots of casualties granted, but we have a rather large sewer problem that needs exterminating."

Reports were handed over, and a few angry tsk noises were made.

"I'll handle it..." A nod and the soldier ran off.

~~~

Sunstrike was breathing hard, blood pooling on the ground from the wound inflicted, concentration taken up by the sudden WALL of dirt that had borne most of the impact of the explosion from the ship.

Vahn was fighting, Lucind was there...things were all so blurred...and getting cold...

His eyes widened suddenly, when he realized the cold wasn't from the loss. A shadow wrapped round his form.

"You're needed elsewhere, Datho..."

"VAH-!!" Sun was cut off as the portal opened, he and the shadow falling into it.

~~~

"NN?!" Sunstrike hit the sewers unceremoniously. Coughing at the stench of the place. "What the ********, Henry?! SEND ME BACK!!"

"No can do, boyo, I got a job for you."

"Bu-"

The sound...it started at the back of his mind. Something cracked and broke within Sun. He looked wide-eyed at the other man, and hunched over as he began to once again change.

"Have fun Sunstrike." And the other man was gone.

~~~

Flames EXPLODED through the underground. Fed by methane, it blew pothole covers a good twenty feet into the air.

The salamander was on the move and burning white hot.

Spiders, rats, and whatever else would feel it coming, and then be burned to ashes as he tore through, melting stone and leaving devistation in his wake.

There was nothing something such as the worm could do to it. It was elemental, a base. There were no emotions or regrets to twist it's mind into submission. There was only the flame, and the slowly ebbing pain as he made this world conform to HIM.

The worm, in the throws of regeneration, would take a first row seat to something that looked like a fireball with teeth and claws.

It would be ridiculous to say he burned like the sun...half of Gaia wouldn't be there anymore if he did. But it was a good bet that it was on par with most volcanic earthquakes bearing down on the black hearted creature with a serious vengence. Mind...this was only cause it was in the way, and as big as the salamander, therefore considered the biggest threat to it's mission, burning bridges and all that.

Impact would mean an exposion that would tear the salamander and the worm right up into the streets. Spiders and little worms burned to ashes in the struggle.

((Anybody in the sewers, you got a good amount of time to get the hell out of there, cept wormy, who was stuck procreating <3 ))