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Reemus had called Aendal a monster, and the concept was never so true as it was now. The jadeblooded troll's body was popping into something more floral, more...OTHER...and it was terrifying to witness. The walking, glowing carcass of a troll made them all out to be the enemy, but hadn't he been leading them here to die from the get-go? "If anyone's a b*****d, it's you, mate!" Reemus snarled right before the whole place started to cave in. "Crikey." His ire turned into a whispered hush. This was bad. Very bad. He ducked with hands over his head, but Gillian didn't get that option.

She was still being held up by the vines, and as all sorts of things started tumbling down, the vines bent and snapped. The howlbeast fell a long way down amidst the rubble, and more of it falling on top of her. She was bruised by the rocks, cut by glass, and some stuck right out from her fur. For a good few minutes, she couldn't even try to move. She was just so, so tired.

"MUM!" Reemus had seen the whole thing, and ran through the falling dirt to get to her. He pushed away stones of various sizes, wiped away glass as best he could. "Mum, Mum, please get up. Please..." He rubbed her flank, willing it to get her pain to go away. At the very least, he could feel her side pushing in and out as she breathed. "Oh, Mum..." he sniffled. "I'm sorry." More dirt fell on his head, some nesting in his hair while others rolled off to fall onto the ground around them. Reemus pulled shards out of his lusus's fur in the meantime.

He was too small to pick her up, much less pull her onto her feet. But he kept begging her to get up, or at least try. With slow, hollow breaths, Gillian raised her head, then clumsily pushed herself onto her four feet. She let out a loud whine and fell back over.

"MUM!"

Wincing, she tried again. Her front legs held her up okay, if not a little shaky, but...there was so much pain standing on one of her back legs. It kept giving out whenever she tried to put her weight on it. She whimpered as such to her tiny charge.

"Oh no, Mum. Yer leg's broken." Reemus snuggled into her neck fur, even though it was absolutely disgusting from all the wet mud, congealed dirt, singed hairless patches, and clotted blood that would have to be cracked off later. "D'ya think ya can move?" he asked when he pulled away again.

Gillian tried padding forward a handful of paces, but stumbled and fell. Reemus had to assist with getting her up, as difficult as it was with the differences in size and weight. Lifting her back leg, she managed to move with a slow, awkward limp. But she was steady, at least.

Current HP: 19 - 7 = 12 / 40 HP
Damage done: 3

MamaJu's HP: 3/40

MamaJu couldn't break the hold she could only brace herself for the impact of what was about to happen. Glass tore at her body, as did rocks in the ensuing shrapnel rain. While not the only one to be trapped, the pain made was enough to give her pause. While blood not her own decorated her mouth and paws, the beast's fury was momentarily quelled.

Voscil suddenly was faced with the painful reality her mother was hurt. Even without a refined sense of smell she could see her mothers blood in the location she'd been in last. She heard Ephias's voice calling for Estali...but it was hard to really focus on her teammates voices now. "Mama...?" she asked softly, going to the ruble immediately rustling and rifling to dig her out.

It took time..she was deep in some of the rubble. A large piece of glass had gashed her side, and clung to her. "Oh no...I'm so sorry Mama." She pressed her face against her lusus neck fur refusing to let go of her right away.

Her mother lifted her head up, squirming out from under her prison. The vines that had held her were free at least. Her pained mewl followed as she nudged at Voscil. It's fine dear.

Voscil shook her her head, knowing she was lying based on her wince she saw in the lusus features. That and her licking at the gash on her paw as she tried to regain her senses. She was alive yes, but the glass had done a number. Pulling off the rest of the vines and helping her to remove any stray glass the roarbeast got up favoring her front paw. While she could have faired worse, her body wasn't broken too badly. The blood from MamaJu's gash was concerning, but the lusus held her head up defiantly.

Almost, almost! She almost arrived at where Odette was, rushing to help her-- when she suddenly heard Aendal's words, about how his kind wouldn't be safe. Her eyes widened, body stopping immediately, eyes falling to the floor-- it was true. He was a jadeblood, and... they never had a life of their own. It was always... picked. By the military... they were forced to give up their lusi and in the past were even forced to take care of the trolls... With teary eyes, Vremea grit her teeth. She wished... she could've gone back. To before he died, when they'd approached him the first time.

Maybe they could've talked it out...

The ground was moving a lot more violently. Watching rubble and shrapnel fall onto her morail from afar, Vremea almost moved over-- only to get hit in the head with the falling debris. Ow...! She clutched her head and fell down, nursing it in pain. Okay, she needed to take a second...

HP: 9 - 5 = 4HP
Support Power Style A (1) used on odette
Support Artifact Style A (1) used on regina

Regina bit back the cry of pain as rocks tumbled down. You don't show the pain, you can't show the pain. She didn't need to talk to Gl or hear her voice when the messages and lessons had long ago firmly taken root, and were practically instinctual now. Growling like a lusus herself, she strained her arms and heaved, emerging from under a boulder that looked the same size as the queen herself. Spitting blood she couldn't mask the look of unbelievable contempt on her face to the raving adult. Some trolls just wanted to watch the world, and themselves burn. And they would always, always, always use her existence as their justification.

"You're ******** dead! Roll over and take it already!"
Turning around to the reset of the trolls, she pointed a steady hand. "Get the damn wigglers to the exit!!" She wasn't trying to protect them, she needed them to be clearing a path so they could book it, fast, when he went down. If necessary, she'd wipe them all to make sure he stayed down with a call from Gl'golyb. But that was, as always, the last resort.

Turning back, she advanced on Aendal, her eyes lighting up as she was actually able to take slices out of the adult, instead of watching him hide behind his 'troops'.

HP: 7/20

The cavern was...was...collapsing.

Alifax had been dodging in and out of the fray, trying in vain to hide from the pain of sunlight. Sure, he knew fire, but somehow the sun seemed much worse: a specter, perhaps, like the very rainbow drinkers that had caused this mess. But now the sun was setting, and he'd thought it safe to dart out and hit the jadeblood ag -

Oof! The rubble fell almost directly on the spot he'd just run into, but he managed to see his meteors swing out and catch the jadeblood in the foot when he fell.

At least he had that, he thought grimly, and picked himself up again.

Dictys had been pretty distracted with the lusus ey'd been attending to, so it came as a surprise when a loud yell rang out. That was the preface to something much more shocking, though: the cave vibrating as a whole.

Dictys looked up and eir grey skin began to pale. Where was Mommydaddy? Ey'd lost sight...

Gritting her teeth, the queen stepped forward, a sharp pain up her side making her freeze in place. Looking down at her leg, she willed it to not be swelling oddly. It seems the rock had done its work, and she would have to choose between standing still and barking out orders for the rest of the fight or be seen limping. Looking around, she decided to take the risk. There were still a few highbloods up and fighting, and they'd be on her side if only because their luxury came from her rule. Besides, everyone else who was a potential threat seemed to be in just as bad or worst condition as her. Clenching her free hand, she limped back into the fight.


HP: 7/20