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Shun grunted lowly in response to Solia, "Unfortunately the only information that would help right now is how to stop her."

Mort had come over and he soon felt a jolt of electricity run through him. It didn't hurt though, oddly enough. His wounds closed up a little and he felt a small bit of strength return to him. Taking in a deep breath, he pushed himself up to his feet.

"Yes. Thank you..." he said with a nod to the zombie boy.

He rubbed his side gingerly, then looked away as there suddenly was a brilliant light blinding him. When he was able to see again, he saw a number of things. A chunk of Medea's shield had been demolished... And then Medea had begun to rip into Amrita. That wasn't it. He felt strength being sapped from him. It wasn't in the same way that his wounds weakened him but something else.

"Kuso..." he hissed under his breath before turning towards Solia. He took a step back. The blue glow was familiar but she was still aiming at him. Fear surged through his body once more, closing up more of the cuts he had sustained earlier on.

"It's within my best interests that I do," he told her lowly before reluctantly adding, "Thank you."

Shun's blades were called back to his hands and he turned towards the horsemen that were still around. He saw the Protector of Famine about, but furthermore... there was now a giant a** insanity horse.

"Bloody hell..."

Shaking his head again, he shadowstepped to one of its legs, stabbing into it. He then blinked again up towards its belly to strike there. He popped over towards its flank, then back, teleporting several times and striking each time.

"I won't be cattle." Marcus hissed, his right eye throbbing. The light of Allan's attack made him scream in pain. His glasses hadn't been enough to shield his eyes from the sudden flash of light, and pain seared his sight.

Eyes shut he swung wildly from where the voice had come. "I'll kill every last one of you for what you did to me-" He couldn't see the Dakota horseman, but his anger was fueled by fear. Fear that they'd take him again, that they'd finish what they'd started.

s**t! Just watching Chel get stabbed in the chest by the dark woman was not what he wanted to see - why didn't get defend her? Well, he hadn't known her shield was really that low. It just sort of happened. And he tried to remain as cool and collected as he could - she would be alright, right? Like, shields broke sometimes but the person was alright right?

Koume offered no insight; just told him to attack the b***h.

And apparently was not as even minded as he thought, just swinging at air. He let out a frustrated grunt. (And would maybe blame it on the 50 foot horse that appeared or the blinding light, or just being actually pissed off).

Dakota laughed at the screaming pain of Marcus, even if it wasn't caused by him.

Ah this hunter was gonna drop and then he could move over to the other one. Soon, Soon. He could handle these two.

She let Mengyao fall after his bow, looking down at the body that Remi had felled - and when she looked up to see her Demon friend covered in flames, she let out a small, but very scared, yelp.

But that was nothing compared to what came next.

Wisps of Insanity tore into her, from the insane Priestess herself. The Patchwork let out a cry of pain as the tendrils laid into her, but before they could rend her to pieces, they stopped. She wasn't sure why, or how, but she wasn't about to complain. It was better than the alternative.

Still, she felt considerably weaker, but closer to normal; it was...nice, but equally frustrating. She wasn't sure what she was doing anymore, or how, but there was still one thing: She needed to survive. That meant avoiding the certainly large horrible pony to focus on the smaller, but still dangerous, one.

It helped, a little bit, to feel Thackery's FEAR barrier around her, though she had a feeling it wouldn't be long. She cast a glance at him, looking a little confused at her situation, but still appreciative.

She had nothing to say to the Horsewoman, but she was sure the other woman would understand - she couldn't let an attack go unnoticed. It had to be repaid. Even if only for a moment. The ghoul shot forward, sinking her claws into the Horsewomen, trying to bring her down.

"Night, Pachua, Remi! Please help!" She called to the boils, trying to get them to her side to help her win a small victory.

The laughter was unmistakeable, and using it, vaguely, Marcus knew where to aim. "Lex?" He called out to what he thought was the other hunter as well.
"Where is Dakota?" He'd never seen the change, only it's after math.

"The real Dakota?"

That comforting gesture would have been more appreciated if Maple was not suddenly in her current circumstances that just seemed to escalate. Especially coming from Miss Amrita, she always seemed so nice to her. (And for just a brief moment she felt like she actually belonged somewhere).

But then she found herself between Uru and AJ, attacking one another after the later had attacked her and then just so many things happening. "N-no!" She exclaimed to the hellhound, pushing him back a little, "p-please... he's m-my fr-friend... I th-think... m-maybe we c-can.. fix h-him..." How, she didn't know but it was the most she could think of while a large horse was rampaging and there was now a really odd feeling swelling inside of her (and was Miss Amrita getting attacked specifically? WHY?). And just probably more stuff.