Something appeared, distorted and strange, and as the girls rushed around to battle it Jocelyn stood and gaped. She wasn't particularly strong or brave but she just knew that they would triumph.
Because they had to!
"I'm.. I'm here!" She was sure she heard someone calling her name but it was too much chaos to really process. The small girl gripped her wand and leapt forward. She swung it, the gem on it releasing black purple rays which shot into their foe.
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Jocelyn dodge a few other girls, spun her body, and arced her wand forward once more. More dark purple darts shot towards the enemy, zigzagging around the others so as not to hit her friends. Using her magic just felt natural and it took barely a thought for her to attack. Memories or not, she felt good about this.
The dark haired girl stood firm and closedher eyes. She pulled her wand to her chest as she felt the magic bubbling right below the surface, ready to release. Her clear blue eyes shot open, her wand thrust above her head. Crackles appeared around the wand's gem as a purple-black orb started to grow in front of it.
"Darkness.... FALLS!!" She cried as the orb reached it's apex. With all her strength she flung it towards the enemy where it exploded into lightning.
Having garnered the shadow's attention, Aria tried to retreat to a safe distance. Unfortunately, something caused her to lose her footing just as the barrage of attacks rushed towards her and ripped her apart.
Once the shadow pulled back, Aria lay on the ground gasping and wheezing from the horrible stinging sensation the assault had left behind. She barely registered how a black mist seemed to be seeping out of the various wounds littering her body and from her clothes as a drowsy feeling swept over her.
What she did notice was a distinct crack from inside her pocket. Summoning a bit of strength, she reached into the pocket and wanted to cry at the thick cracks that now marred the once flawless gem which were also producing a black mist.
<do you at least remember what your wish was?>
Wish? Was any wish really worth such danger? She turned her head to see others were fighting the shadow as well, some being the girls that were part of their group. Seeing this lit a fire in her for some unexplained reason. Regardless of how tired she was, Aria felt an unexplained urge to stand up.
Through sheer will, Aria shakily got to her feet and stared down the shadow that had dealt such a grievous blow. She would not fall, not here.
Tilly rubbed her head and winced slightly, that hadn't gone as well as she had hoped. Her friends seemed to mostly had made it out of the fray unharmed at least. As she made her way slowly over to them the thought of her wish nagged at her still. Tilly looked everyone over when she arrived at the group. "What are those?" She peered curiously at the gems some of them seemed to be holding. The girl rubbed her head again, she should probably stop touching it she decided."Yea I'm ok, are you hurt Maria?" Tilly eyed everyone again to double check.
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Jocelyn panted, her magic for the moment needing a break. She was close to the enemy as it shifted and distorted. She was sure she smelled.. "Flowers?" Her voice was confused, sweet, just as a tendril of energy whipped across her back and threw her to the floor. She cried out just as she hit the ground.
In her hand her fear core cracked, just a hair, but she could feel it. There was nothing she could do about it, not with her barely adequate attacks. For the moment she would hang back and see if any girls needed help. At least she could pull people to safety.. right?
Or encourage them!
"Go..!" She cried out for them all. "You guys can do it!!"
"Orina, you did great out there.” Tamara quickly returned the hug. The numbness allowed her to ignore what should have been pain. She was fine. “They do? That’s good! It looks like it might be impossible to avoid getting hurt.” She watched as the other girl took off to help another girl and stood there feeling a bit confused. She scooted closer to Ridley. “If we can save them, it would be good. After this is all done, we can use them to heal up afterwards.”
“Yeah I’m ok Maria one of them hit me a bit, but I’m ok.” She frowned at the things.
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Melony was encouraged by how well her second hit landed and moved to strike again, she moved her blade into gun position and her Spirit lunged out of the weapon like it itself was a bullet. "Dragon Flare Spear!" she shouted as her Amphithere rammed into the... whatever it was.
Name:Melony Age: 15 Gem:Violet - Dedicated Class: Shaman Weapon: Gunscythe designed to feature her spirit at the hilt of the blade, wings spread and jaws wide as if its roar was producing the blade. Spirit:Amphithere
Personality: A girl who prefers to lend her strength at the front lines rather than at the back of the pack, Melony has no qualms against fighting. However she also fails to seek out help when she needs it. Status: Ugh this can't be good.
Ceres felt the headache backing off, at least marginally and sighed quietly. All of this was very strange but thankfully, she seemed to be adaptable. Or a least, she thought she was. Ceres gave a rather mirthless chuckle as she scanned the area around her for these "few others" the creature had mentioned. While she didn't mind being alone right now, it might be safer to at least locate someone else. "Maybe the others will understand what is going on." She mused to herself, keeping her voice soft. If she was here to fight then that meant there should be enemies and she would rather not draw them to her by being loud. She might not be able to remember anything except her name but Ceres felt she could still rely on her instincts. Not seeing anyone, Ceres picked a direction and started walking, unwilling to just stand and hope for something to happen. Eventually she heard that same annoying voice again and stopped, glancing down to see the creature had returned.
"Acquaintances?" Ceres laughed a bit at that thought. She had yet to meet anyone, friend or foe, in this place. Still his next words about a wish brought a shrug from the white haired girl. "I only remember my name. Whether that is good or bad remains to be seen." Ceres wondered to herself if it even mattered who she was. Or who she had been. Of course it would be good to know, well unless she had some horrible past anyway. That made Ceres smile in private amusement. Her loss of memories wasn't too distressing for her, after all, she was here to fight according to her new "friend". Still, Ceres had to wonder what wish she had made that would have caused all this.
As the little creature continued to talk, Ceres began to feel uncomfortable. It had been quiet since she got here and something told her t be suspicious of this calm. Within seconds, a monster of some sort appeared out of the shadows in front of Ceres and the little creature at her side. His words about remembering her promise meant less to her than the fact that her enemy had appeared. A dangerous smile turned up the corners of her lips, belying her normally sweet appearance. From deep inside her rose the feeling of a rushing wind that swept her fear and uncertainty away. Adrenaline caused her to laugh softly as she raised her hand. The crossbow, which had disappeared earlier, reappeared in a swirl of wind, resting in her hand. Blue eyes locked unerringly on her target as she raised the bow and fired, trusting that this weapon, the only thing that felt right to her, would do something. As the attack launched from the crossbow, Ceres could feel the wind as her fear manifested in the form of a bolt shaped blast of wind. As she watched, the first attack struck the creature and it recoiled, clearly not liking what had just happened to it. Ceres dodged back quickly after the strike, her eyes never leaving the creature, even as they showed a certain delight in her battle.
Elspeth watched as the other girls assaulted this abomination of a creature, and in turn, took damage themselves. Some managed a few and got back, their attacks effective or their jobs done. But now it was her turn to contribute, she had to prove that she was not as useless as she thought. She was useful, she is strong, she could be of help! She held her fan in hand and took note of the other girls using their own weapons; swords, scythes, fans, wands, hammers...
Pulling her arm back, she gave a stern grunt as she swung her arm around, sending the vellum fan flying at the creature. The weapon beamed upward, causing a good strike before flying off into the distance. Brows furrowed as her desire to fight and prove her self worth rose. Flicking her arms back, two more fans appeared for her.
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Name: Elspeth (Elly) Phelfeur Age: 15 Color: Red (Brave) Class: Mage (Fire) Weapon: Ornate fans that appear like knives when closed (not sharp). Short: A 5'2" girl who becomes totally helpless without her glasses.
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When the thing appeared there was a brief flash of panic with in her. But something inside just clicked, and she raised her right hand, a crystal scimitar appearing before her. She grabbed it and looked it over. How did she know it would do that? It was like instinct even though she could never remember doing it before. She hated this messed up deja vu.
Everyone had begun to attack and Taisa was ready to join the fray. She charged the creature and swung. She barely grazed it, but what did she really expect? This was basically her first time fighting as far as she knew.
To follow through, Elspeth lept forth as she threw her first fan and then a turn to project the other. Her intent was to have them cross the creature's body to deal another blow to it, to leave more wounds to sting and hurt. She wanted to appear competent and skillful with her weapon after the initial success. However, it was not meant to be as the first fan was knocked out of the air by the second, only dropping onto the creature.
"Oh..." She shook her head as she watched as the vellum fans fell. Perhaps she should stick to the direct, concise idea of doing some damage than being flashy. She looked at the other girls who screamed and grunted with their weapons, being amazing with them. She smiled to herself, pepping herself up for another attack.
Flicking her wrist, she produced another fan. Was it coming from her sleeves?... She had an idea, and hoped it would work.
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Name: Elspeth (Elly) Phelfeur Age: 15 Color: Red (Brave) Class: Mage (Fire) Weapon: Ornate fans that appear like knives when closed (not sharp). Short: A 5'2" girl who becomes totally helpless without her glasses.
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Taisa slid along the ground, recovering after her last attack. Maybe she had gone too fast and hadn't really thought about hitting it. It's not like she was distracted, her mind was pretty blank. She took in a deep breath and rolled her eyes. She could do better than this; She was better than this.
It felt like a hour had passed as she had been thinking all these things, but in reality it was mere seconds. So she used the speed from her last attack and used it like a slingshot to thrust herself back at the opponent. She felt her sword actually cut it, and a smile crossed her face. A rush of energy came over her, and she knew this wasn't impossible. "Come on everyone! We can do this! Just pay attention ok?!"
This was it! Her speed had reached what she felt was its maximum, and she could feel a rush of emotion flood through her. Excitement, joy; a feeling close to euphoria. She felt like she was right on the edge of remembering everything, and like everything in the world was possible. She could be anyone, anything, and it would all be perfect. She let out some joyous laughter as she prepared to launch herself one more time at the enemy. This would be her best attack!
She knew this was it, and in mid air before she landed her hit, she called out, "Crystalline Resplendence~!"
"Orina, you did great out there.” Tamara quickly returned the hug. The numbness allowed her to ignore what should have been pain. She was fine. “They do? That’s good! It looks like it might be impossible to avoid getting hurt.” She watched as the other girl took off to help another girl and stood there feeling a bit confused. She scooted closer to Ridley. “If we can save them, it would be good. After this is all done, we can use them to heal up afterwards.”
