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The brick went unnoticed by the creature as its focus on Harmonia was too strong to break.

However, the sudden sound had spurred the eternal into action. She slid between the creature's legs with ease, the sheer width and mass of its muscles making it slow to adjust. Smol was incredibly strong, but also very bulky and clumsy with its movements. The creatures fist came down to hit the exact spot Harmonia had been stood just moments before, the road cracking from the force. He growled, clearly not pleased with the fact he had missed his target.

Tomlin’s mad dash up the creature's pelt went unnoticed, his feather light frame and small paws not even registering as he moved. That was until he spotted the orange cat on his arm; glowing red eyes fixed on him. Tomlin latched onto the creature's arm, a loud screeching sound could be heard as if the cat was running its sharp claws down a pane of glass. Smol did not like that either.

His other hand came around and large fingers wrapped around the cat's body, only a small orange head could be seen in the small gap between its fingers and thumb.

And smol squeezed, as if it was trying to pop the cat's head right off. Normally Smol would have been able to crush the cat like a paper bag, however...

That was when pain pulsed through its body like a wave, the creature let out a loud scream and dropped Tomlin to the ground. Both hands moved to the creature's chest and smol found himself dropping to his knees, his teeth grinding together to create the same strained screeching that was heard not a moment ago. Smol looked Harmonia dead in the eye, letting out a loud roar but recoiling as another wave of pain ran through his body.

Venice's feather duster went clear over his head due to the drop in height, it had missed completely.

However, it was then that Benitoite’s spear hit. The sharp blade pierced straight through the creature's shoulder, perhaps it would have been its stomach if it had not fallen to its knees. It was buried to the hilt and from the wound leaked a silver liquid that resembled mercury. Smol let out another loud roar of pain and panted for a moment, the burning in its chest beginning to fade. Now he was really ******** off.

He raised his large hand and wrapped it around the hilt of the spear, it struggled and strained for a moment and then pulled the weapon from its body. The creatures shoulder was cracked and silver liquid dripped from the blade onto the ground bellow.

With a strained face the creature stood on its feet and snarled. Smol held the spear in his hand like it naturally belonged there, and as Benitoite had done before him, he threw the weapon across the battlefield, aiming at Venice.

Glancing over Harmonia and Tomlin for now, the monster looked over his shoulder just in time to see Gehenna approach. Having picked his next target he stepped away from the two by his feet, turning his back on them to look at the Page head on, Smol almost seemed to be smirking. Taunting the smaller man. Maybe the creature could sense the same familiarity that had registered with Gehenna himself? Smol did not run this time, but started to walk towards the Page.

When he was in arm's reach the creature clasped its hands together, lifting them up behind its head, before bringing his linked hands down towards the Page’s head like a hammer.



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OKAY BATTLE TIME.

Smol’s HP: 95

First Rank characters / Guardian Cats: 5 damage
Second Rank: 10 damage.
Third Rank: 15 damage.
Fourth Rank: 20 damage.

Rules are simple, randomise a number between 1 and 10. If you get a EVEN you hit! If you get a ODD you miss! SIMPLES! If you hit, POST HIT: DAMAGE (then the damage you cause) If you miss, you do not need to do this.

(Note, if you would like your character to get battered around by smol, just quote me saying so! ^-^)


LokisRose
The bravest of kitties!


Sleet Tempest Snape
I am sorry if the instructions were not clear! But you got it! :' D ~


Felyn
Come at me bro~


Ghouliboo


Meighei


Kolina

General Benitoite

Watching the beast like creature, draped in furs, rush the eternal senshi in pastel colors. He really wasn't normally the sort to care about senshi, or knights, but right now they had to work together to defeat this thing. So he watched, ready to jump in and save her, if need be. Watching the beast like creature break apart the ground, just from a single hit, the General shook his head once. "Well, best not to get hit by him." As if seeing what he'd done to that senshi and the dumpster hadn't already told him that. Watching what he did to the pavement though - it was impressive.

And even with that having just happened a cat went for him - how annoying. "Laser him if you can cat." This was said more to himself than to the cat, he doubted an order cat would listen to him not to mention it might tire the cat out - and make another easy target.

That scream from the beast was - ear piercing. "********." Cursing the General took a few steps forward, figuring he should perhaps try and save the cat. As much as he wanted to kill it the idea of hearing that sound more...oh god he didn't want to hear that thing scream more. What had stopped it from killing the cat? Stopping where he stood he watched to see what was going to happen next and he watched as the spear he'd thrown hit the beast in the shoulder he silently cursed, he'd been hoping to hit it in a more vulnerable spot. At least it seemed to be having an issue with removing his spear - wait...nope it got it out. Damn it!

The silver blood was unexpected but not a surprise, after all this wasn't human so why follow the normal rules. As his spear was turned, by the beat, on someone else he didn't have the time to move as it slammed into the page's midsection causing the page of Ganymede to scream out in pain and go down to his knees.

Rolling his eyes he turned his focus onto the page as he stepped over toward him. "Really, playing with other peoples toys - you should get your own." He stated as he turned his attention, not just his words, onto the beast. His attention back onto the downed page he reached for, and grasped, the handle of his weapon and planting a foot against the page he was able to pull it free. "Be glad, if this were another time and place, without this beat here, I'd have killed you." Instead he turned back, weapon in hand, toward the beast and this time teleported in close so he could take a stab at the things back. And the thing moved and his weapon missed!

The strange creature charged beneath him and Erytheia couldn't ever comprehend what it was much less succeed in hindering it.

Whatever it was, it was something the page had never seen before. It could have been a form of Chaos he had yet to encounter. But by the looks of the other powered beings that now stood to protect the area from it - senshi, knights, guardian cats, even a general of the Negaverse - it was a being they had never seen before either.

Erytheia ran to the side of the senshi that had been thrown aside by the hulking beast in its rage.

"Are you okay?"

He shook her lightly and the moment ruffled her tails and her kimono.

✪

Damage: 0

(oops, ignore this..)

Despite his attack not being on target, Smol still managed to hit Gehenna. Even with the monstrous features which warped its face, shock could be read in his eyes. The Page did not back away, but tucked in. The impact of the Page’s first punch was easily glossed over, but the weight of the man’s body hitting him made the creature growl. A few small shards fell from the cracks in its shoulder, the wound opening slightly more. Silver blood dripped down onto the Page, landing on his armor. The creature winced in pain, the sensation pulsing from his widening wound.

Smol placed a hand on Gehenna’s waist and held on tight, the Page did not let go easily but eventually his grip gave way. The monster snarled, spinning around and throwing the Page towards Benitoite who had appeared just behind him. Smol did not like that spear, and wanted the General out of action as soon as possible.

It was then that small black creatures began to hover around Smol. He groaned in irritation, a large hand swinging carelessly in the air as if to swat away the bats like flies. One of the creatures faded as it was hit by Smol’s swinging arm, but he did not notice another had landed on his back and sunk in its fangs. That was not until he felt the slight light headedness that came with energy draining. Before long the remaining creatures vanished.

Smol caught sight of the Senshi who had summoned the creatures, Nephthys. Now free from Gehenna and with another growl, he started on his next target. Instead of charging the creature walked over to a cycle bike that was chained to a rail on the side of the road, the chain snapped with little effort as he lifted the bike into the air. And then threw it at the Vampire Senshi.

The storm raged on, and with the constant thunder came echos of the past.



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OKAY BATTLE TIME.

Smol’s HP: 80

First Rank characters / Guardian Cats: 5 damage
Second Rank: 10 damage.
Third Rank: 15 damage.
Fourth Rank: 20 damage.

Rules are simple, randomise a number between 1 and 10. If you get a EVEN you hit! If you get a ODD you miss! SIMPLES! If you hit, POST HIT: DAMAGE (then the damage you cause) If you miss, you do not need to do this.

(Note, if you would like your character to get battered around by smol, just quote me saying so! ^-^)


LokisRose


Sleet Tempest Snape


Felyn
From the distant past, fragments echoed in the mind of the Page. Flickering like a radio that could not quite get a signal:

They are the alienated, --- ridiculed, the despis--. Nobody will praise ---- worship their bodies. ---- birthed in the darkness of a glorious legend. They hate, they resent ---- curse the light. This is my disgrace,----- forever live ---- agony. So, I will carry their sacrifice in my blood, my flesh, my -----l. They might be belittled ---- world but to me they will always be the heroic spirits of Mjolnir ----



Ghouliboo


Meighei


Kolina
From the distant past, fragments echoed in the mind of the Senshi. Flickering like a radio that could not quite get a signal:

I believe--- the Berserkir --- the bravest men and women in the Cosmos. They chose to become abominations, they chose a life filled with constant ---- to lose every scrap of their sanity and to forever become---. All for the sake of protecting ---- and people. Their hate is ---- their love and sacrifice we must respect. It is why I can not help but love them myself, ---- my broken monsters.

Gehenna, Page of Mars

Gehenna felt himself being pulled off like a tick, plucked from where he had been tucked against the hard, unforgiving flesh of the monster. The beast was stronger than he could have possibly hoped and no matter how difficult he tried to make the fight, it was to no avail. Even as he felt his legs pulled free of the pavement he had been using for purchase, he swung his fists at the head he had been drawn closer to, hoping for just one last blow to slow it down.

It was unlucky to have lost all of his magic now that he felt it would have been useful.

In seconds he was flung like an afterthought, soaring for half a second before he felt his own weight drag him down crashing into another form. There was a tumble of limbs and bodies just before his head bashed into the unforgiving pavement and he came to rest, at last, half on top of a General he had never met. <********," came the groan as he first reached for his battered head, rolling away from the dark-suited agent. His fingertips came away with a smear of blood mixed with whatever silver substance the beast had dribbled onto his armor. He unwound himself, slowly, and hobbled to a stand with only a single backward glance at the other man.

Any other night and they would have been enemies. The enemy of my enemy, said a voice both foreign and familiar within thoughts that were not entirely his own.

His lips parted, mouth open to ask for advice or perhaps just to leave a sarcastic remark, before he felt his mind taken by the same intrusive memories that had plagued him for days on Mars. He fell back to one knee and raised his dark hand to his forehead again, gritting his teeth against the onslaught of mangled images and words.

"What.. is this.."

He could barely keep his eyes open until it passed, leaving him winded and labored at Benitoite's side.

What in the seven hells was this beast?

Hy-Brasil, Squire of Earth

So much happened at once, but what cause Hy-Brasil to hesitate and fear was seeing poor Zhou tossed around like a doll. Instantly her stomach plummeted and she wanted to run to her friend but the creature stood in front of her, blocking her path to the tailed senshi. “s**t!” She cursed, fists clenching. She needed to get around their problem monster but…

Then she caught sight of a page rushing towards where Zhou was. And eventually she saw the fellow red head move and brush off the other pages help. “Thank god.” She murmured. “I told you to be careful, dammit.” She cursed at Zhou, but turned her attention back to the fight after seeing that the senshi was at least awake and functioning.
It was then she caught sight of the General pulling his weapon from the abdomen of a Page and Hy blanched. She had no idea what the hell was going on but she knew that page needed her help. What little bit she could offer anyway. Thankfully the General had moved away to attack their troublesome monster!

Hurrying to the Page’s side, Hy scraped her knees on the ground as she knelt next to him. The wound was well beyond her ability to fully heal but she would be damned if she didn’t try. After all, it hadn’t been long ago that she herself had felt the blade of an enemy skewer her body. “Hey. Hey relax.” She said, noting the rock he had thrown which, had miraculously, hit the enemy.

Taking a moment to concentrate on her magic, she focused on the page and his wounds, hoping that at least -something- would work. She made note though to stop after only 15 seconds to check her progress afraid of using up all her energy and then being left high and dry if someone else was in dire need.