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26 HP

"Think for a moment!" That was not encouraging coming from Cancer who barely had enough brain-cells to spare. "Why would we invade your world? That doesn't make much sense! We fight the Negaverse in the real world, why would we want to do it here, if not for saving your dreams as well! What do we have to gain from this place?"
She flapped after him desperately, she would get through, she had to get through. Abeline did not accept failure!

She stared at him and the girl. "They have done terrible things. Such awful things that you cannot imagine." The raw pain in her eyes was not faked. "Would you let them kill your loved ones, let them use you for experiments? Because I won't let it happen again! Even if you want to close your eyes, this war is real! You can't hide from it, you can't escape it. You must know that by now! We cannot protect your land from them alone! My comrades and I.... we aren't here to fight you. We're here to save what you have. And I swear to you, this isn't about possessing anything! You're not a thing that we can just take, but if you don't stop attacking us, we will fall and you will be taken. No matter how you resist!"

Her voice caught on this last statement, the girl who had said never again never to be a puppet to a dark thing inside her. Never to be used. It was probably the most that Cancer had ever spoken in public. It also showed that she still had some issues dwelling. She wasn't going to cry.

"Please...." the words caught on her lips and Cancer ferverntly wiped at her eyes with her gloved fingers, dirt and blood smudging along her cheek. Begging was not her strong point. "Let us help you!"

HP: 18 - 5 = 13

Nemesis was almost worried that Alkaid would come back to fight her - Nemesis knew, if it came down to it, she could fight and defeat Alkaid. The problem was that she didn't want it to get to that point. Nemesis was playing a game of avoidance with Alkaid, and she was thankful that the corrupted senshi of guidance had found a different target. "Alkaid's not coming," she answered lightly, as if trying to drive into Serandite the possibility that she had been abandoned in this fight.

Nemesis was more aware of the battle now, and Mica did not attack her without resistance. Her body twisted to face Mica, and while she tried to dodge the attack, it didn't quite work. Rather, the kick hit her shoulder, a spot she was trying to avoid due to previously having been speared by Tanzanite's finger in the last battle. Her shoulder hurt like a b***h, but at least the wound hadn't been re-opened."You little c**t! Didn't your mother tell you to stick out of someone else's fight?" Of course, Nemesis was barging in on Serandite's fight with Pegasus.

But, she was on Pegasus' team, she would fight for the guardian of Elysion until the bitter end.

Alkaid withdrew a way after she had landed her attack, her eyes falling on the tiny senshi he was protecting. What use was there in that? She was a mere child, she had no place here anyway, she was of no use in a war.

She curled her fists up as she tried to calm her anger, her breathing, and the anger that was slowly swelling within her. She could not look back at Nemesis and Serandite, lest she lose her nerve and try to save her new friend against an old one. She feared what repercussions this might have once this was done and over with, but she tried to think what Tanzanite might command her to do. Target the most important opponent, and she could see no better than this fluttering Quail in front of her. Maybe the priestess, but she had plenty of soldiers after her at the moment.

She glanced to her side and noticed the pink-haired lieutenant that seemed to have come to the same conclusion and she could only smile at the thought.

HP: 50

He went to bed late, and noticed that Aree's door had been shut. It seemed she was resting again, and he was relieved. Sighing, he crawled on the couch and threw the throw blanket over his head. It was time to sleep…

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…He entered Elysion, as he usually did, but the lush grass and soft breeze was gone, replaced by golden fields and clear, blue skies. The hum of insects was distant, making him think of summers on his grandfather's ranch. As he walked, he felt a peculiar sensation at his back. It wasn't that he didn't know this was a dream, but even in uniform, he almost felt it was real. The pain was always real from when he remembered his first entrance here. It was the wings that made him think that something was off. Black, and speckled green.

That…was new.

And what was even stranger was that there was yet another battle, to which the moment he spotted it, Wolframite ran forward into the fray. Probably not the smartest thing since most of the fighting was happening overhead. Logic said he couldn't fly, and that it would take days to learn, but looking up, he just kicked off, well, he felt like a kite.

Dreams. It FELT real, and he couldn't stop the sensation that it was, and the nausea from being so high (Ugh, he hated heights) didn't help that thought. But like all battles, the determination to win and kill was strong and helped to keep focus. It was the spinning and turning that was making it hard.

As he flew, he passed by others, and looked about, wondering if he would spot any purple. It was with great relief that he didn't seen Tanzanite anywhere. Thank the skies!

Summoning his weapon, he went off to find something to kill, and it just so happened he spotted Castor. He missed him last time. Not again.

"Castor!" He shouted, not at all caring what was going on and the single fact he was there and alive. Weapon at the ready, he found that with a lot of space and air, throwing a weapon only required stopping quickly and letting the blades sail on.

HP: 50

Thankful that Quail was attacking someone else, and continuing the silent act, Bismuthite again charged for Quail.

Why Quail? No reason. he could have easily targeted someone else. Maybe he hoped to get a twofer - Quail and Hypnos. Then he could quite theoretically kill two birds with one stone. However....