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Bismuthite.

No sooner had Ares dropped her arms and she spotted him. "Scylla!" she shouted over the crowd. "TARGET BETA!" It was the code name for Bismuthite, one used to communicate targets of attack between their ranks. Without waiting for the other senshi to call back, Ares took off at a sprint. She didn't even hear what Gianfar said.

Landing hard, she snarled and shouted, "Ares Smothering Blast!" Two columns of black smoke erupted from her wrists, surging toward the lieutenant. If they struck, they would shoot upwards in a churning column, holding the Nega inside for thirty seconds while he was subjected to shortness of breath, eye irritation, and mild hallucinations.

Bismuthite had not yet suffered properly for killing Cadet Rota.

***

Neso just gave Castor a thumbs up and then did a cartwheel. He didn't stick the landing.

"Looks like its about to start again." She commented, standing near Zinkenite, Scheelite, and Wolframite. Suddenly Fayalite felt a lot less useful, being near three captains.

She would manage... somehow.

Just needed to stay alive and fight, right? Damn her nose hurt. "No Schee, no. its NOT awesome. its cold."

Castor pointed.
Castor laughed. Then bent over and started packing some snow. Hey, why not start a battle in ice land like it should be done?

They could have one hell of a snowball fight.

He was hoping in a small way to se Tanzanite. Just to throw the snowball in her face. God it would be beautiful.

About to open her mouth to say something to Castor, who was not far away, Scylla heard Ares cry out her name, and take off a sprint. Target Beta? She flung herself after the other woman, keeping an eye out for Pepto Bismol pink. She wasn't far behind the other woman, gaining on her quickly. Ares flung out her hand, crying out, and Scylla followed, catching sight of the target. "Scylla's Hunger!" the eternal cried out, and around Bismuthite two tentacles tried to shove their way into the surface, into the air.

Oh yeah. Even using her power felt better here. Unlike the land of the volcano, where the heat made the Kraken's power cry weak, the tentacles writhe in a sense of 'pain', the cold did not bother them. It bothered her, though, the air burning her lungs.

Damn the cold. Damn the snow. Damn the stupid Senshi.

Captain Alumo was trying really hard not to shiver like a baby, standing tall and confident and like a Captain of the Negaverse should. But damnit, it was freezing here! Jeez. Of the three realms of Elysion, this was his least favorite. And he only just got there. Sure, he was fine getting the crap beaten out of him, and sure he was fine not having a good night's sleep for the sake of the greater cause, but did they really, really want this realm?? Couldn't they just stick to the moderately warm field with the awesome wings everyone got?? No?? Damn...

From the last battle, his nose had healed, and he only had faint marks from where he'd been scratched up. Ah, the wonders of magical powers... But the longer he was in Destiny City... or rather, the longer he spent in Elysion, the more he couldn't wait for his vacation. Preferably back home in Belgium. He could definitely use some of his mother's cooking.

Not that he was about to share that with anyone. For all anyone else knew, he was very pissed off, with a scowl on his face, his hands shaking in rage as he prepared for what was to come.

What? Was he just shivering? Never. That's ridiculous.

Serandite had appeared a little later than the rest of the negaverse entrants, sitting off to the side of the rocky cliffs. She stood on a rock, a little above from the current negaverse crew, chucking at Scheelite's antics. When did she enter? No clue-- She entered as abruptly as anybody else.

"An iceland this time. It's quite the beautiful field.. as treacherous as it is lovely. Be careful Scheelite, we dont need you slipping up and breaking your knee again." She warned him, cupping her hands around her mouth to call out.

Was.. that.. Wait. No. Not .. senshi cries? Were they attacking?

"Guys, you might want to get ready for battle. Now."

..... Oh, ******** hell. Not again.

Sheldon Hobbes' face instantly fell realizing just where he had ended up as his head hit the pillow. He had sworn to himself that it was going to be a five minute catnap, as his attempts to sleep during the day never ended well with the sun streaming right into his eyes - or his neighbor bothering him at all hours to make sure he didn't hurt himself again. No, all that and he still ended up in the dream place that didn't really seem much like a dream place.

The senshi and the negaverse peoples were a clear indication of all sorts, besides just the feeling of the place. [Oh look, they were attacking each other again... how surprising]. Which was, well, pretty damn cold. His usual sleep attire of nerdy shirt plus pj bottoms had no block to the cold air [he at least had socks this time], his arms wrapped against his chest in a vain attempt to keep warm but it didn't help his teeth from chattering.

Man, this sucked. But at least there was a pretty view.

Snapping out of sky gazing, Wolframite hear the familiar sounds of his old Team Enterprise teammates and Fayalite, a girl he knew from the victory over the Quail Eye's battle. Smiling, he moved through the slowly forming group and approached the pair, smiling as he noticed how Scheelite was smiling and acting like himself again. It was nice to see him not be so hard on himself or looking as peculiar as he had seen him that one night on top of the roof. It was like old times, and he felt more energized by the light mood before what was sure to be another grim battle. "I'm with Fayalite on this one. It's too cold, but I prefer this over lava and hot geysers." He would rather be cold than melting, and he rubbed his shoulders all the same.

"So Zink. How about we find whoever is in charge of this area and take them down?" He said, a purely rhetorical question as they were sure to fight hard to win.