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'Goddamnit," Persephone swore, dodging away from the heat ray as the wave washed over her, "I told you to pick a thing and stick with it!" Yelling and swearing at the Queen wasn't going to do much, but she could hope, at least, that grabbing a nice heavy rock and throwing it his way would.

Sailor Persephone HP: 21

Penthesilea growled. She was close enough to be both washed over by the tidal wave and burned rather nastily by that damn heat ray, and she was getting pretty frickin' fed up with this. She reached into the water, picking up a large rock and hurling it at the Queen.

"Go down, b***h!"

Sailor Penthesilea HP: 25

Natron saw the attacks coming, and automatically curled around Des to keep him safe. His boyfriend was already unconscious; he didn't need to get even more injured.

Unfortunately, that meant that he took the brunt of the Queen's two attacks, and it was too much, even for him. With Des still wrapped in his arms, the Captain slumped over.

Captain Natron HP: 0

Amytis looked over at Damocles, and then she looked at the Queen, hissing and flailing about as the two attacks washed over and scorched her. "You know what? I'm done." She reached down, pulling off her shoes, and as she'd seen someone else do, she chucked one at Fisternis's face. Then, she offered the second one to Damocles. "Throw it hard."

Sailor Amytis HP: 14

Chaldene's attack, will add text soon.

Perhaps it was because she was powered up to her Princess form that allowed her to move with a certain grace, seeming to oddly narrowly miss being hit by the various attacks the Queen seemed to be recklessly flinging about now.

When the spectral waters because to flood the area again, Iris took to the air once more with a strong stroke of her wings.

Once she was airborne and seemingly out of the way of danger, she flapped her wings and proceeded to head towards the eye of the storm.

The storm in this case being the shadowy Queen.

Iris HP: 37/50

He had floated up and found some temporary relief. However, everything was moving so quickly around him and Psyche it was hard to keep up. His companion, Athene had been ushered closer to the leader of all the shades before said leader had ultimately banished the shadowy creatures.

He would have sighed in relief, but instead he soon enough found some familiar attacks hitting him. It felt as if he was hit up to his shins by the spectral waters, and the rest of his body above the false-waters were struck by a most terrible heat.

As many seemed to rush forward to defeat the struggling Queen, Nysa seemed to linger back, still attempting to get a grip upon his own conditions.

He was not a ranged attacker, and even so, Miss Psyche also seemed to be in need of protection as well.

"...are you okay, Miss Psyche?"




Nysa HP: 22/50

In one moment, Metis was intent on getting Oberon and ********* out of the way of harm. In the next, she was struck by the shift in energies around her. The Shades... were vanishing? Their energies fell into streams, flying into the Queen. Collecting. Every warning bell was screaming in her head. This queen was... relentless.

Metis stepped closer to the boy, unsure what to do now. Should they still try to leave? Things had certainly just gotten a lot worse... Before she could even turn to ********* for advice, the senshi had thrown herself down to the ground, trying to cover Oberon as the sudden rush of energy waves blasted out. She pulled *********> down from her shoulder, clutching the feline against her chest with one arm in an attempt to keep her safe. Her teeth grit together, wincing as the spectral waters blasted around them. But the tree... seemed to block a lot of it? The damage wasn't as bad as it could have been, from where she was. The heat wave seemed to pass right over...

"Are you both ok?" Her voice had a trace of frantic edge. Had they been hit worse?

Metis HP: 40 - 3 = 37

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There was no pity from Themiscyra as she watched her weakened Shade writhe in pain, her substance being ripped from her. The only thing she regretted was not taking her out sooner. One less bit of energy for the b***h queen to take. But her clone vanished, and the queen looked all the stronger. And that was really not a good thing. Nope, not at all.

The waves of stupidity and haze were beginning to break. Somewhat. Enough for her to stumble to her feet. She didn't get much of a chance to try and evaluate what was going on. The senshi grabbed her non-injured arm and all but dragged her backwards, back behind the shield that was protecting Ganymede. But Themiscyra had balked, the haze keeping her from realizing what was going on. That the other girl was trying to protect her. The waters had hit her first, knocking her to a knee and sputtering a curse. The heat wave hit her next. ******** burned. Crying out as intense heat scorched the rather extensive amount of exposed skin she had, she pulled her good arm from the senshi to block her eyes. Blinded by the light, she at least managed to shove herself forward. Towards the other girl. Behind the shield.

Themiscyra was cursing up a storm internally, though kept herself to damn near piercing her lower lip with her teeth. Adrenaline choked her and pain from her jostled wrist spiked through her. "Where's Valhalla? You didn't get hit, right? s**t..." Felt like a bad, bad sunburn. Did it look it? She should have just ducked behind the shield...

Themiscyra HP: 33 - [3+10] = 20


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Loke was two seconds away from just jumping to the chase and carrying the girl out of there. The monochrome clones were gone. Good! The queen sucked them all up. Bad! "Time's up, c'mon." The dark-haired senshi had the time to shift his position, moving so he was closer to her, one arm moving around her shoulders. If she'd just shift a little, he could get his other arm under her legs. They had to get out of there.

The waters hit him without much restraint. Startled by the impact, wincing at the contact, he nearly fell forward onto her, though managed to catch himself with his free arm. "s**t, sorry, sorry." He was speaking quickly, eyes wide as he looked back to her. Was she ok still? "C'mon, stay with me lady."

Loke HP: 35 - 3 = 32

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Tidal Wave // Heat Wave for Damocles

Slowly, Metis brought herself back to her feet. Brow furrowed, she frowned to her guardian. Hold her tight? Back on her shoulder..? What was she planning? "Sure, of course..." Carefully, she brought the cat back onto her shoulder, though paused to stoop back down and collect a few small rocks from the ground. Not that she had the best aim but... huffing a little, and not sure what else to do she threw the rocks towards the Queen. She wasn't a ranged fighter...

Frowning a little, she put her hands both around *********>, holding tightly to her but making sure she had a good view of the queen.

Metis HP: 37



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It'd taken a moment, but the young knight pushed herself back out from behind the protective shield. Not the smartest move, she'd really have to admit. But she wasn't going to be able to do much while hiding. Eyeing the queen for a moment, taking obvious note of the distance between them... she reached down to the ground with her good arm, wincing a little in the process. Picking up a good sized rock, she did the only thing she could damn think of at this distance. She hurled the rock hard as she could straight for the Queen. And hoped the damn thing hit her in the head.

Themiscyra HP: 20


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Really, he was just in a foul mood. Shouldn't have gotten off his a**. Shouldn't have come out here. Bad ideas, all of them. About as good an idea as picking up a few good sized rocks he could see near them and chucking them at the Queen. ******** everything...

Loke HP: 32