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Nothing was going quite as he had intended; not this particular battle, not the attacks he had already taken... Not a damn thing about any of it. This wasn't really going the way he had intended either. He should have just attacked her from the start, damning everything but taking action.

The whip struck him but this time he was ready for it, taking the attack while feeding off of the energy he could feel coming from it. This was not the time to back down; not yet, not when they still didn't know, especially given that horrible display, just whose side this Endymion was on.

Instead of just standing there, waiting for the attack to end, Lieutenant Richterite charged forward, flinging his deck of Magic cards in MuCephi's face.

Hugbell had blinked, "What Bird and what Kitty?" She asked Hypnos and then eventually pointed over towards cora, who had cat ears and a tail. "That's a big kitty...." She said before she lost sight of such thing. It was true Cora was currently a big house cat, it probably wouldn't've registered that Hypnos was talking about a leopard and a quail...

"However, I don't really think this is the place for that though... I really don't think animals are safe here" She added with a frown thinking of how unsafe it was for them if they couldn't fight and all the chaos, she caught what looked to be someone stabbing someone else. "We need to keep Helios safe...."

Butter yellow eyes were staring at Hypnos with all seriousness before they turned once more to the blood shed in time to see Chronos' Tiara fly, "... She's like Chibimoon?" The small yellow clad senshi seemed impressed then Prince Endymion shoved Chronos away from him towards that nega with the arm. She blinked but he was wounded? "Odd...."

He seemed to have been caught off guard though and Hugbell looked slightly confused and frowned. Turning to Helios wondering if the priestess had an explanation. "Why... is he not fighting? Why won't he fight back?" She asked softly curious yellow eyes looking towards the priestess. "Can't he protect himself?"

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Hugbell had looked to see where Hypnos was to find she was no longer there. "HEY.... where are you going, get back here it's dangerous over there!" Even Hugbell wasn't about to go over to where the main brawl was she stayed near Helios. "ohh.... she's going to get killed."

Would it be smarter to continue restraining Alumo, or smarter to let him go and be done with it? Ganymede really couldn’t decide. He could see the pros and cons of each, and wasn’t yet sure which would be the better option. In lieu of the internal conflict, and with very few other options being presented to him considering the battle seemed to be winding down, Ganymede kept a firm grasp, even as his feet left the ground when Alumo found the ability to stand.

“Yes, well…” Ganymede said, pausing for a moment as the Captain attempt to fling him off. “Seems like they’re trying to have an important discussion over there,” he observed, glancing over Alumo’s shoulder to see Endymion and the gathering of Senshi around him. “If you want to throw yourself in the middle of it, by all means, go right ahead. I don’t think I’d mind holding you still while they got a few good punches in.”

The fighting seemed to have lost a bit of its intensity since the Negaverse general had left so abruptly. Ganymede wasn’t sure what the deal with that was, but it was at least somewhat encouraging. There were still a few smaller skirmishes going on here and there, but nothing on the scale of what it had been just before Endymion had appeared out of nowhere. Ganymede was glad for it, even as his heart continued to pound and he struggled to prevent Alumo from throwing him off and marching right back into the thick of things.

He’d almost forgotten their purpose here—the Golden Crystal. It seemed the intent to take the crystal had been lost among the fighting and the sudden arrival of the prince, and the battle had changed to one of confusion and broken trust, one more personal, with more inner turmoil, than a simple bout of one side versus another.

Maia frowned her mouth dropping open when the little general literally teleported away. How could she possibly have forgotten about that little trade. She was now more irritated than before and made to follow him except Endymion shout caught her attention in time to see him shoving Chronos as Tanzanite. Her jaw dropped in disbelief before her face lit up in anger. How could he do that?!?

In Maia moment of shock she found herself literally tackled to the ground by a negaverser resembling a linebacker, his shouldered ramming right into her stomach and lifting her clean off the ground before she was slammed back into it. She gasped before groaning loudly, as the wind was knock clean out of her. She lay still as he stood looking down at her with a grin before making to kick her in the side.

The kick didn't connect as Maia rolled away. She was winded and in pain, but damned if she was going to have that footprint tatooed to her side for a week. She hopped up quickly as the boy made to tackle her again and she spun and kicked her leg out, aiming to kick him as hard as her body would allow without breaking her leg.

The kick connected and she was certain the negaverser saw stars as her collasped clutching his nethers. "Serves, you right," Maia said before turning to locate Endymion once more. She spotted him with a gather crowd, which included a few BMCers, Ares being one of them. Maia quickly ran over wanting answers.

She weaved around the other and took a place near Ares, glaring daggers at Endymion for the stunt he had chosen to pull.

All of it slipped from his gasped in a rush. Tanzanite failed to destroy Chronos as he had ordered and instead went after his daughter, the one target he hoped to protect. While he was now free to breathe and the smoke was settling, he looked up with wide eyes as his own daughter was taken hostage. And there, held by the reattached hand that had formed back on the woman that was bent on causing the same pain she seemed to suffer, the same loss, he stood still. A single move could set Tanzanite off, and he thought of what he could do. It was not that he didn't want to, Chibimoon was his child, his family, his blood, and they had only just reunited, but it was that his abilities were limited. As everyone else felt he was capable of blowing the place to smithereens, Prince Endymion could not. He had no such power.

And so it was with luck that Chibimoon was saved and, for whatever reasons, Tanzanite left. He breathed out a sigh of relief, but it did not last for long. There had been repercussions and he was quickly surrounded on all sides. Anger, disappointment, and confusion set on the face of those around him, but they were not his main focus. He looked to the one that mattered. His daughter, and stood firm in place, very aware of the circle surrounded him and preventing escape.

"I am Prince Endymion, Protector and Ruler of Earth, and father to Princess Chibimoon." His eyes softened as he said her name. "Chibimoon, you belong on my side and not to those who are traitors to our kingdom. Be aware of your duties and obligations to your planet, to your blood, and see that I have your best interest at heart." He wished she would come to his side, and waited for her to come. Hadn't she rushed to his side eagerly before? Why not now?

"I am here for the Golden Crystal as is my birthright as prince and its keeper."

Ares hated being ignored.
She really, really, really hated being ignored.
Apparently, Endymion was cool with ignoring everyone.

The rage rattled in her fingertips, and she had to clench them to keep from swinging. What the flying ******** was he trying to say? Traitors. Traitors. It was like Endymion had been cursed with a case of point-missing-thoughtless-moron. Did he not see the angry crowd with their pitchforks? Did he not understand that the people standing around him deserved more than this?

Suddenly, Ares regretted not letting Birhan just knock him in the face.

A sneer crossed her lips. "He is not on our side," she said lowly, just a few feet from Endymion. There were so many around them. Ares knew she opposed the Negaverse, even if she didn't always see eye-to-eye with other senshi. In this moment, she felt more like an ally of the White Moon than their own goddamn prince.

Ares shifted weight, drew her torch at her side. "Just listen to him. Open your ears: this royal Prince is not on our side. Senshi, we rise or fall together -- and mark my words, he is NOT with us." Gray eyes flickered to Chronos. "No one let him take Chibimoon." Chibimoon was a bargaining chip. That was all Ares saw her as. But she knew the others saw her as much more.

No, no, no. This was all wrong. Even someone who was not of this existence could feel it. Ares touched at Birhan's wrist. She tapped a pattern to her, one that the ISS had developed to communicate messages when direct speech was not possible. The system was in process still and only capable of sending small, basic signals. Ares could only hope Birhan remembered it well enough to understand:

Target strikes. We return strike.

In this battle, Ares would not throw the first punch. She needed everyone to see what the rulers of old were made of; she needed them to see that their trust was worthless if placed in Endymion. If a move was to be made, Endymion would be the one to do it. He would cast his lot all on his own.

And Ares would retaliate to prove her own point.