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Sailor Kiuchi
HP: 50/50
Action: N/A

Finding the Queen had been easy, alarmingly so, but the trek there had not been easy. More than once his leg had given out under him and sent him stumbling away from Avior and towards a wall for support as he slid down to the floor, for a few moments rest. Each time he stopped he would apologize to the elder for slowing them down, for his own weakness - for being injured. It wasn't his fault, he hadn't gone and injured himself, but if he were just stronger...could handle pain better...could be better somehow. It was not easy for him with an injured leg but he had made it - he had to. They needed to get off this planet, this floating cemetery. Kiuchi couldn't expect someone to carry him or to come back to the library for him, it would be disrespectful of him to expect or even want such from anyone else. As much as he wanted to just curl up with a pillow, or a person, right now and try and relax and de-stress from this all he knew he couldn't...he had to wait till he got home - back to Destiny City. Hopefully then he could sleep before facing Caleb....maybe he could slip into the others bed before having to face him....that was provided they returned home at night.

It was this need, and want, to go home and the need for comfort which brought him to the Queen's chambers in time to see her eating more crystals than he figured to be healthy. Though he honestly didn't know what they did, he wasn't sure they were the cause of what had happened to them all, he soon was sure that they were...as she had started to sprout crystals from her body.

Watching as she screamed out in pain he flinched and drew away in horror. Wide dark eyes watched as she seemed to be tearing herself apart and turn into something else...something not human...although technically she wasn't human anyway - she as an alien really. "Is she...killing herself?" He whispered in a broken voice. One hand reaching out to latch onto someone near by to him, seeking some sort of comfort. "She's hurting herself...." And soon she would hurt them...she had just said they were too late - they couldn't be.

For all he'd spoken earlier of killing her, and the need to do it, he found himself reluctant to do anything when faced with it. Words were just that - words. Actions always spoke louder and right now he found it so difficult to act even though he knew he had to....there was no choice. He had to get home!

Biting down on his bottom lip, hard enough to draw a trickle of blood which stained his bottom lip red, he shook his head and his free hand came up to his hair. Plucking what looked, at first, like a hair it started to glow green before he sent his own magical attack towards the Queen. He hoped it hit...he knew it would help. Knowing what his magic did he knew he could help in weakening her so others, others with more power, could do more damage and bring her down.

"Gorgon's strike." The word whispered, voice cracking on the last part, it hurt knowing he was helping to do this...to see her tear herself apart...knowing what they did now due to the journal pages they'd all found.

Basic Senshi Mithra
HP: 50/50
Action: N/A

It was finally time. Time to finally punch Altea as much as Mithra wanted and as hard as she could too. Sure, the woman was now pretty much turning into crystal so it would be a bit hard on the knuckles to do direct punches to the parts where the crystalizing was thickest, but Mithra was willing to take that chance.

She headed toward the queen, aiming for any parts that hadn't yet crystalized with her fist. She would probably regret doing it but she might as well try!

Eternal Senshi Avior of Walls
HP: 80

It hit! The first giant crystal Avior through hit, and he swelled with pride. Perhaps working out all the time was worth it... And so, he tried again, making sure any of his colleagues were out of the way. He hefted the largest crystal he could find and chucked it at the woman as hard as he could, only wincing slightly when he felt the crystals in his chest stab him further.

That was fine. Everything was going to be alright! He wasn't going to fail this time.

First attack: 21 Damage inflicted.
Second Attack: 21 Damage inflicted

Action: N/A

Eternal Lesath
HP: 80/80
Action: N/A

This whole situation was turning out to be just one sick and twisted nightmare, and Lesath was more than ready to just be done with it and go home. She was happy to see that Acubens was taking the lead with attacking the Queen…or could she even be called that now? She had been a queen but now…

Now she was nothing more than a monster. And…speaking of monsters. As Lesath was picking up one of the crystals to throw it at the creature-queen, she saw Kibirev sucker punch Acubens right in the face and suppressed a groan. Of course it had to be one of her senshi who decided to act utterly crazy.

Glancing at Remarque, Lesath sighed. “You might wanna do your thing, Rem. I know you’ve been saving it…but it seems like this might be the time to show off and show Queenie who the real royal is…if you catch my drift, and if you don’t catch my drift…”

She threw the crystal towards the queen and then looked at Remarque, grinning. “Then we’ll have to have a long talk when we get home because I don’t think we’re quite on the same page.”

Sailor Laverna
HP: 50/50
Action: N/A

Sailor Leto, Eternal Senshi
HP: 80
Action: N/A

Finally, finally after wasting time reading about how crazy Altea was, they actually went after her. Leto's hands were clenched to fists by the time they tracked her down via the crystal trail she was leaving behind. She couldn't even be bothered to shield her head as debris fell on them from the ceiling throughout their trek up a stairwell and into what seemed like a place meant for storage... For those god damn crystals she had been feeding them the whole time.

Leto actually wanted to vomit as she watched the Queen shovel fistfulls of crystals into her dumb mouth. Whether it was watching her eat the things or the suffocating power signature she had that made her sick, she would never know. As she woman cackled, all Leto did know was that enough was enough and it was time to stop her.

And there was no time for magic or bullshit- so the Eternal Senshi stomped right up to Altea and went to punch her square in the ******** face.

The onslaught of attacks seemed to do nothing; Altea remained hunched over for a long moment and neither recoiled in pain nor seemed to feel any of it. She trembled and laughed again; it was otherworldly and inhuman. She didn’t move for a long moment and then, suddenly, another large shard split from her back

It looked like it should have caused her some harm, but this time she elicited no cry of pain.

She didn’t shed a drop of blood.

The giant shard was only the first of several extremely large shards to erupt from her. More than just the protrusions, the surface of her skin began to shift as well. It rippled and hardened, and glistened. She had the skin of her servants, but she wasn’t as translucent as they were. Her skin continued to harden until it looked like it was fracturing. It cracked strangely and, for a moment, she looked like she was going to explode.

White light began to shine through the cracks on her skin, morphing into a strange, gelatinous form that quickly covered her. It spread over her—around her.

It seemed to grow, and within it, she grew too.

Large shards occasionally protruded through the cloud of white light that embraced her, only to be swallowed up by the ever growing haze.

Finally, the light faded—and when it did, Altea stood before them, easily three times her natural height.

All color had faded from her; her skin and hair and clothes had faded to a milky white. She looked like a porcelain statue, polished so much that it was easy to see the reflection of the room and its inhabitants.

Her eyes were closed and she seemed entirely statuesque—and then they opened.

Unlike the rest of her, Altea’s eyes were black.

They were empty.

Her metamorphosis was complete and she stood before them, no longer the beautiful woman they had become familiar with. While the shards continued to line her form like dual armor and weapons, she had two particular large shards protruding from her back.

They moved, just slightly, when she finally did. They were limbs to her. Wings.

Altea growled and stomped the ground before her; she jerked her wings violently enough to send a pulse of energy towards the Dark Mirror Senshi.

Basic, Sailor Sadalsuud
HP: 45/50
Action: N/A

As in the dungeons a flurry of attacks had been sent in Queen Altea's direction, with the only difference being that this time some of the attacks were more physical in nature - like the crystal throwing.

But despite the onslaught Altea didn't seem affected, neither recoiling or crying out in pain.

Instead she laughed.

Sadalsuud found herself shivering at the laughter, something about it causing a chill to run down her spine as Altea remained unmoving even a large shard split from her back.

It was followed by others, even as the surface of her skin shifted as it rippled and hardened and then finally cracked.

Green eyes widened as a strange almost gelatinous substance seemed to cover Altea, before expanding.

Was that...

"Was that what she wanted to do with us?" and Sadalsuud seemed unaware that she'd spoken the horrifed words out loud, as she continued to watch the strange metamorphosis that seemed to be happening with Queen Altea.

It ended eventually, the light fading away, leaving behind an Altea that was very much taller - and nothing like the woman who she had become familiar with and her eyes...

Her eyes were so very empty.

Sadalsuud reached out almost woodenly for the closest thing to her, which happened to be crystal because the room was full of them and whilst it probably wasn't any more of a good idea to throw crystals than it had been earlier, it was what there was.

Her hand reached out to make the throw, although she was still keeping - or at least trying - to keep her throws low-ish.

But as Sadalsuud cast the crystal, a growling sound came from Altea as she stomped the ground in a way that was reminiscent of the foot stomping in the dungeons, a wave of something heading into her direction and crashing into her with enough force to send Sadalsuud falling.