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Taking heed of Flora's notion, he rose to place himself before her. He had been so preoccupied with trying to find a proper path that he hadn't done what came so naturally: act. Wanting to make amends for too much contemplation, the senshi of winter decided they should try and seize the moment, given the chaos the shrapnel was causing everyone else.

"We should go and protect him then! I won't allow for a repeat of last time! I know we can do it!"

Taking the notion to heart, Boreas started clearing a path for them between the rubble and remaining Negaverse agents. Whatever was going to happen meant they needed to rush towards the guardian of the land. If anyone could give them a clear purpose, it had to be him.

"Stay close, I don't want to give the Negaverse an opening."

Taking her gently by the arm, he brought her closer and made their way uphill. He was always a bit hasty, but now that almost felt too subdued. Haste and urgency drove him to make a quick path towards their target.

Zone 3 cuz Eight told me to!

Castille screamed in pain as shrapnel from the rocks cut her arms in three places. Shallow cuts, yes, but they stung like a b***h. She looked down at her arm, watching a drop of blood form and start to slide down her arm. She pressed her forearm against her jeans, letting it clot. This was a dream right? Then why did it hurt? IShe could feel the heat from the lava flow yes, and when her feet slipped on a smooth part of the flow, she felt her ankle twinge in pain a little.


This was more realistic dream than she realized.

"Yeah, I'm alright. What about you?" Gianfar asked Ganymede with a worried frown. The other senshi did have much less covered up than himself, after all. Maybe he should offer him his coat? Or something. It was the least he could do. He didn't get time to ask or do anything else, getting pegged right in the back of his shoulder with a sharp piece of rock and letting out a pained cry. Damn!

When he heard the scream Gianfar looked up to--oh crap there was another senshi flying right at him! His eyes widened and he turned so he was in better position to catch Atlas, grunting from the impact and stumbling back. He scrambled not to get too close to a geyser that shot off behind him, hissing as the pain in his shoulder was exacerbated by being crashed into, catching and now supporting Atlas. Ugh. "Y-you okay?" Owwwwowowow!

One more d10 if you please!

"Yeah, I'm o--" Ganymede didn't have a chance to finish his reply to Gianfar. All of a sudden Atlas was flying at them, and Ganymede would rather not take his chances standing too close to the Senshi of Chivalry, so he backed up a few steps and let Gianfar handle it, a bit impressed when he actually caught the other Senshi. He certainly wouldn't have been able to do that himself.

"Son of a--" He didn't finish that comment either, too busy avoiding rocks and geysers and people and just... everything. Screw this. Screw all of it. He already had plenty of bumbs and scrapes and his throat still hurt from being choked. He didn't need anything else to happen.

It wasn't long before his eyes caught sight of another figure wandering nearby -- another freaking civilian! Where the hell were they all coming from and why wouldn't they just go find some place safe and just sit there for a while? "Hey!" he called out to Castille, wishing he were currently any place but here. Could he wake up now? And not just from this place but from, like, everything? Because this all had to be some horrible nightmare. "What is with you people wandering around and getting yourselves in danger? You know, we try to help you, and you just keep getting into trouble," he ranted, not so much angry at the girl as he was at the entire situation.

"Sorry," he immediately apologized, not wanting her to think he was mad at her specifically, and also not wanting to start another argument with another civilian, though he continued to sound quite cross. "Long night."

Tony looked up at Ever, taking a moment to just... sigh. He was exhausted, running on a nearly dried up tank of reserve energy. He could not comprehend the pain in his body, and was relying on the strength the realm had given him to keep him going.

He winced when Ever made to dab at his chest, swatting him.

"It's fine, it's nothing. I've had worse," like the crushing blow to his precious jewels, or the kick to his ribs that he was certain had broken something. It bothered him that both of this things had happened in this place, rather than 'over his life time'. This kind of stuff should not be so common.

He missed the days when he had never been to a hospital. He had taken that time for granted, certainly. He looked around, not sure what kind of plan they might have now. What they could do to keep themselves safe. Really, he wasn't sure sitting there and letting the world collapse would do them any worse than running around trying to find shelter that wasn't there. Or maybe he was just really, really tired.

"Let's... uh..." He wasn't sure what to suggest.

Moonstone had made a terrible mistake, and Alumo had followed her – almost literally – out of the frying pan and into the fire.

The ground below shook with his laughter. They thought to attack him? On his turf? He had heard what had happened in Quail's Eye Field. How the Negaverse had beaten the shy, quiet Guardian and taken his lands. Even now he could feel the dark presence that lingered in that field, that kept even the guardians from entering the now cursed area, and it only stoked his rage. Now, though, they had chosen the wrong guardian to go on the offensive against.

Quail's Eye was the peaceful one. The planner. He was gentle and kind.

Leopard's Eye was none of the above, certainly not when they were attacking him in his territory.

“You think you can attack me?” he roared. He did not realize that the senshi were trying to protect him. Logic was overwhelmed by rage. Like the element he controlled, Leopard's Eye's temper easily ran out of control. He leaned forward, careful not to pitch Hypnos off, and opened his mouth. It was as though his breath ignited on contact with the air, billowing flame and thick, acrid smoke at both the approaching Negaverse and the senshi.

“They will not listen, small one,” the Guardian complained to Hypnos, “Are you ready to go for a ride?

((The approaching Negaverses and any senshi in the area are now standing in a thick, blinding smoke that smells unpleasantly like rotten eggs. You may get the impression that whipping rocks at Leopard's Eye probably just makes him want to eat you.))