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(( Still in Zone 9))

Making his way past an unconscious lieutenant of the Negaverse, Boreas couldn't help, but to feel a little sorry for the guy. Moments ago, the senshi of winter had been involved in a heated battle between this nameless fellow and his giant button. While Blizzard Blast had been effective, it hadn't sealed the deal and the two were beginning to tire. Then, what seemed to be the rumbling of an earthquake turned out to be a giant bolder headed straight for them. Boreas almost felt the need to say look out or move, but he couldn't shout warnings and dodge giant pieces of rock at the same time. While the body of his former opponent lay a few feet ahead of him, he couldn't keep himself from feeling a bit disgusted with the way the young man had to die.

"You are one unlucky b*****d. Sorry it had to come to this though."

Turning away from the site of such an ugly occurrence, Boreas started to run uphill, in search of a vantage point that was free of the destructive boulders that now plagued the land. As he sprinted from one side to the other, he tried to see if he could make out any allies in the chaos that the boulders had created.

The resurgence of its guardian made the warm portion of Elysion heave once more and just when it seemed like things couldn't get any worse...everything went quiet. The sky was still black with smoke, there were still small rock monsters crawling across the landscape trying to harm whomever they could get their hands on before throwing them into the fissure. It was chaos incarnate...but the shaking had stopped.

No one could have expected that the lava which had been quietly bubbling in Leopard-Eye's pool would overflow its banks and come spilling down the sides of the mountain in rivulets. Small at first, hardening before they could cause any damage, then growing and growing.

Elysion was angry. Elysion wanted them out.

The only one that seemed unbothered by this was Sailor Leto, who simply ran over the hot spillage like it was nothing more than rock beneath her feet. Somehow only she was immune? It was an edge for the senshi, even if a small one!

It's that time agaiiiiiiin~



This one will be long but fun when it ends!

Zircon was not handling herself well. It had been bad enough that she'd missed the fight for Quail Eye's Field (she'd been so exhausted from training that her nights of late were unpleasantly dreamless), but even in Elysion her body felt slow and drained, her muscles aching from the workout she'd been putting herself through ever since she'd failed her comrades in the initial fight. However, she was determined not to fail this time, even if at the moment she had been spending the majority of her energy warding off rock monsters and staying clear of the lava near Zone 9.

She dodged another tumbling boulder, feeling somewhat like she was in a demented version of Donkey Kong, then lifted her head from the smoke and heat waves in an attempt to get a view of her surroundings. Not too far away, one of the senshi's guardian cats was screaming something incoherently, and as far as Zircon was concerned, this could be the basis of some magical attack. There was no way she was going to allow them to get the edge while they were all incapacitated by falling rocks. With a pop, she summoned one of her paper airplanes and tumbled past a crashing boulder, throwing the missive straight towards Cora. It wasn't going to do any damage, but maybe it could be enough of a distraction to stop the 'magical attack'.

"Oh, this is bullshit." Scylla smashed a rock monster in the face, staring around the battlefield. At her location in Section 4, she had not been able to join in with the other Blood Moon members she saw-- so she didn't bother. Ares could harass her about her lack of that 'team player' attitude later. It would not be the first time, and it wouldn't be the last. She ducked another fist, ignoring the sweat rolling down her cheek, stinging a cut that had been left behind by one of the other monsters. This was all like before. The battlefield was impossible to keep up with, but this time there were civilians involved. Civilians? She thought, maybe, she saw people she recognized dotted around the field, but she could hardly run around to them and try to keep them safe.

She was running for the little girl, watching her back up away from child-sized monsters, when the ground rumbled underneath the child, shooting her into the air and out of reach. Scylla cursed, and kicked back at one of the child-sized monsters. Distracted as she was, Scylla didn't see the rock that was shooting down the mountain behind her. She felt it, rumbling the ground, and barely flung herself aside in time to get avoid getting bowled over. "Damnit, Cat Man!" She screamed up at Leopard's Eye, rolling across the hot ground, rolling to a stop as she knocked into the legs of one of the child-sized monsters.

"Aww, hell." The fist swung down, and Scylla took it like a punk, right in the eye.

A rock bounced over their heads, crashing against the stone and rolling to the side, just catching Ever's shoulder as it went. He gasped and flinched, trying to remember his other dreams: usually the pain was a distant, absent thing. Here, it left him swaying and aching, numb from the shoulder to the tips of his fingers for a very long moment before it dissolved into a solid, steady ache: not dislocated, but damned if it didn't hurt.

He was still reeling, wondering if getting hurt because he was leaning in over Tony made him a proper hero, when the fissures in the earth opened and starting spilling lava down the mountainside. Their stone still protected them -- mostly, except that there was more and more of the stuff, sloshing over the top to leave splatters on the ground near his mostly-bare feet, hissing blots of pain against bared skin, leaving angry red burns in their wake.

"...we really should..." Move? It was a whisper, more to himself than anything else, but really there was nowhere else to go. He stayed in zone 3 because he didn't know what else to do, and his companions were no help just now.