[ GM PRP ] The Prison Corridor (THE END P 28)

[xoxomenai]

The Famine horseman charged forward, aiming an attack square for the Hunter's backs. He could see plainly through the swirling sand, he had this.

But something alerted the Hunter nearest him. Glancing back, the human swerved just enough to avoid him, and Kiwi quickly clamped the scythe-like blade into the ground as he swung out with the chain, circling around the advancing enemies.

Kiwi
HP: 34/40
Damage: 0
Facing: North
Total Hunter HP: 170  

[Syusaki]

Jay liked flying. Flying was a joyous experience that War horsemen were generously granted. It was natural for her to feel the wind brush against her skin as she flew. What the warrior did not like was that she was hurtling through the air without the use of her wings. In fact, someone had somehow gotten enough power to just freaking toss her to another direction altogether. The horsewoman let out an ungraceful-sounding bird squawk when she could feel the ground beneath her again. It wasn’t a very pleasant sensation, considering she was just plopped onto the sandy ground and nearly trampled upon by other horsemen and hunters. Growling, she pressed her palms to the ground and forced herself to stand on her feet again. Stupid hunters. Rather than facing them, it appeared she was now facing their sides. She raised an eyebrow, but maybe this time they wouldn’t hurt her so freaking much. She could only hope.  

[Syusaki]

She could see the familiar flash of white again, but this time the hunter appeared distracted with the horsemen in front of them. Despite being off to the side, Jay was more cautious than before. She summoned her dagger again and slowly walked toward her target while she contemplated her choice of attack. Perhaps she should jump and attack from above, or maybe she should move so she can attack from the back. There were a number of options for her to take. The bluejay hummed idly as she brought up her weapon and then swung her arm. She could feel the smooth handle brush against her fingers before it let her hand completely and sailed straight for the hunter. She smiled, satisfied that it managed to hit her target. But again she was thrown around and jostled to the side, the flow of the battle sending her into another area. Jay groaned.

HP: 18
Damage: 4
Distortion: 1

Hunter HP: 162 (because Fai actually hit k)  

[santime]

Damned hunters! Eisheth's mind was fully occupied with her rage and hatred, as she was trying to keep the intruders out of the corridor ending. Watching their game the alchemist managed to calm herself a bit, though now all of her inner feeling of hatred and revenge came out again: it was almost overwhelming her entire being. Was she always this way, or was it just an effect of a distortion?.. She knew not, and to tell the truth, she didn't even have time and will to ask herself such useless questions.

{Eisheth's direction is West}  

[santime]

Blasts noise occupied alchemist's ears. Her fellow clansmen, as they all belonged to one clan now, her kin were suffering again, struggling right near defending the door from the group of despised lowly human forms who once again made a mistake of thinking too much of themselves.

Eisheth quickly summoned her weapon, Hell's Welder, and sent it towards the hunters; the entire hallway was swept in chaos of lights and bodies, and weapons, so she wasn't even sure if she managed to hit any of the attackers.

The alchemist cursed and prepared for a long defense.


Damage: 0
Distortion: 0
HP: 34
Hunter HP: 162  

[Seussi]

Shaheen ran full tilt through the corridor, but was slowed down by the unfamiliar feeling of sand beneath her feet which sprayed in all directions as she kicked it aside, and by the various debris that she had to jump over. She would have flown, if there had been room, but as it was spreading her wings in this space would have been impossible.

A blast of light. A familiar sensation of falling downwards, though this was not the controlled dive that she was accustomed to. Still the chieftain managed to roll with it, hitting the sand with wings tucked in tight behind in an attempt to protect them from injury, springing back to her feet to face the action, a quick glance showing her the hunters that were pressing forward towards the door of the prison.

((Shaheen is facing North!))  

[Boozver]

[enters]

No, invitation was not necessary. Heidla felts she had succumbed to the forces around her and just followed the current. That was good, she didn't want to take any decisions, it all happened so suddenly. And fighting hunters was easy, it didn't demand special concentration, it felt natural. Besides, that was quite a twist - after that arena entertainment when they watched hunters fighting monsters, it looked a nice change and challenge to fight them on your own. Too bad they managed to intrude on their territory, but, well.... the horsemen would throw them back where they belong in no time! With that pleasant thought Heidla turned in the direction of the exit and prepared to make her move

oocly

- If you are NORTH, you are at the exit, facing the exit OUTWARDS. This is the direction the Hunters came from. They are turned away from you so all your attacks do TWICE as much damage

 

[Seussi]

Somehow she had landed behind the hunters, her back to the exit and the hunters backs to her. She really did not like attacking from behind, usually, finding that she'd rather look her opponents in the eye when she gutted them with her dagger, to witness their fear, and watch that last bit of light flicker from their eyes as their life slipped away.

But well, this would have to do.

Surging forward, Shaheen threw herself at the back of the nearest hunter. Her dagger remained un-summoned for the time, the war chieftain instead choosing to wring the life out of these pathetic humans with her bare hands. She found it was always so much more satisfying when she did it this way. Hunters hid behind their weapons. She did not need to do that, as she was trained in every possible type of unarmed combat imaginable from the time she was a child. When she was near enough to do so, she lifted her elbow to swing into the side of the hunters head, the resounding crack music to her ears.

And then some damn explosion had to go and ruin all of her fun, sending her careening to the side.

In all of her excitement, she completely forgot she'd told Shik that this time they would fight together, side by side. Oh well. She was sure he was doing just fine wherever he was without her. She could find him and celebrate their victory (because there was no way they were going to lose) afterwards.

HP: 30/40
Damage: 2 (X2) = 4
Hunters HP: 158  

[Boozver]

She made a swift motion with her sickle. Her position was too good to miss a chance at a good fight! At least, in theory. She was probably too eager to attack, as her opponent shrieked and quickly withdrew, his wound being insignificant. Heidla frowned. Well, she'll have another chance soon.

HP: 40-6=34
damage: 1x2=2
Hunter HP: 156  

[Seussi]

The explosion or whatever it was that had knocked her off her feet and sent her flying back into the ground left the war chieftain feeling slightly dazed, though she wasted little time rolling back up to her feet. Her eyes closed, she gave herself less then a second to recompose before her eyelids snapped back open, revealing the glittering golden orbs beneath, her face twisted up in it's practically permanent smirk.

She was quick to find that she hadn't actually gotten knocked very far. The exit was still just behind her, and the hunters making their way to the prison doors still just ahead.

Back into the fray she went.

((North again))  

[Seussi]

This time as Shaheen surged forward, she spun into a well placed kick in the middle of a hunters back that sent them sprawling, the force of the impact trembling up her leg. Her lips were still pulled back from her teeth in something between a smile and a snarl as she moved forward, this time quite intent on dealing a death blow to the hunter that she had knocked to the ground.

Until yet another explosion threw her off her feet.

HP: 24/40
Damage: 4 (X2) = 8
Distortion: 3
Hunter HP: 148  

[Ice Queen]

Fai pulled back for a moment, then moved forward again when he saw a chance to attack.

Fai is still coming from the NORTH.  

[Ice Queen]

Precious hovered in the air for a moment before shooting forward again, intent on getting a good bite of the hunter that dared to come into their territory. Fai didn't say a word as someone accidentally cockblocked blocked his hit. Ah, well, it was good to see people so enthusiastic about killing the white coat bastards.

HP: 30/40
Damage: 0
Hunter HP: 148  

[Yayoi]

((South!))

A sudden blast and Mei was flung against the far fall. Tumbling to the floor and landing hard on the ground.

When she finally realized what had happened she found herself staring up at several Hunters. The same Hunters who she'd been at the back of previously.  

[Yayoi]

Scrambling to her feet, Mei pressed herself up against the wall. Still gathering her bearings as her head swam from the full on body toss. Something hurt in her side but she ignored it.

She had lost sight of everyone familiar now. But she couldn't focus on that. With a bite of her bottom lip she lept at the nearest Hunter, fists beating as hard as she could muster against his chest.

HP: 22
Damage: 4
Distortion: 2
At South Position

HUNTER COLLECTIVE HP: 144