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Some time ago, a tentacle of mysterious origin had grabbed her and flung her into a tree. Having managed to hit both her back and head on the tree, Mica thought she could be forgiven she she stayed on the ground for a bit. When she finally caught her breath and could feel her toes again, she staggered to her feet, snuck up behind the nearest Senshi, and used both arms to drive the bottom of her cane at the base of their neck.

There he was. There he ******** was. This whole time there had been only one person missing to make this melee worth every scratch, bite, and snowball-breasted b***h who pulled hair. Sailor Taranis. Every dark instinct inside of Linarite honed down to this finest point and the senshi that she had been idly toying with as an excuse fell before her now. Her blue staff was a blur as she took them all down silently, leaving only Eskimo.

Because Eskimo was standing in his path. A white gloved hand raised and waved daintily to Snowball Tits. "Have a nice trip." The staff swept out and took Eskimo off of her feet, pushing her right into Taranis' path. It slowed him but still the Senshi of Sand ran headlong into the general. She would have thought that perhaps Taranis would have kicked, or punched, or even gone for her throat. Instead he did something worse.

He went for her staff.

Two sets of hands grasped and pulled at the metal-coated wood and a low hiss emanated from Lina's throat. "I am going to kill you once and for all. You are a pain in my a** and I want you gone!" It didn't matter where Castor was, what Castor was doing, any of it. He would never take the final step any more than she would and they both knew it. Taranis was the threat, and had to be removed.

Immediately.

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Across the battlefield Albali was trying to hold her own and was not succeeding horribly well at finding her own targets. It seemed the least amount of energy and the least likely to result in fruitless waste if she simply hung around Ares and defended her back. Time and again, five and six times tentacles came flying out of the ground to smack at Negaverse lieutenants and even one captain that thought they could take her on.

Watching her dive over Scylla's back, saving her, the Senshi of Echoes thought her heart might stop. It was a brilliant move and she was honestly quite jealous. When did she get to learn that?! Obviously the fugue that came with using your attack one too many times was attacking her brain as well. Wouldn't this night ever end?

"Are you alright? I'm not sure how long I can keep this up. These damn things are draining as hell."

For once he bit his tongue... this wasn't the time for his normal attempts at witty or aggravating banter. Castor was mad enough without his help, and the idea of carving out his still beating heart was more and more appealing, but there was one thing that might be easier than trying to rip a heart out with his fingernails.
He reached forward through the haze, blue tinted by the color of his lenzes but all he was seeing was red.
He reached, trying to sink his fingers through that white uniform in search of that precious star seed.
"I'll give Linarite your regards." He snarled.

"I don't think so," Alkaid whispered under her breath, narrowing her bright eyes on the limping figure of the senshi she'd been using as her personal punching bag up until that moment. He was really stupid if he thought he could just get up and walk away from this - and even more stupid for turning his back on her while doing so.

With a sadistic half-smile on her face, she took a few steps toward him before she broke out into a full run. As soon as she closed in on him she drew back her fist and and let it fly right at the base of his neck, aiming for the tender spine right beneath the flesh.

Birhan was making her way towards Quail when someone teleported in front of her. She stared at Tanzanite's back, unable to see much beyond a lot of purple hair and some strange armour - particularly on the woman's right arm.

She was trying to edge around Tanz when the woman lifted what Birhan had mistaken for a gauntlet of doom and shot claws out at Quail. "No!" she yelled. Even as she broke into a run, she knew she wouldn't be in time to reach Quail and pull him out of the way.

But someone else was faster.

"Ares!" Birhan cried out in relief as her leader took center stage.

She nodded enthusiastically when Ares commanded her to stay with Scylla, even though Ares wouldn't have been able to see.

But then Ares was skewered. Birhan froze. That was impossible, right? Ares was always so untouchable in training. And she'd just levelled up on top of that! For this woman to so easily take down Birhan's leader... She suddenly realised exactly what Tanzanite had meant when she'd told Quail she would show him a real monster.

"ARES!" Birhan screamed again, making as though to run to her leader's side.


(( Akina, feel free to have Ares yell at her not to, if you'd prefer one on one with Tanz ^^ ))

No. No. The little b*****d was going for it. For his starseed. Blue eyes widened as his arms came up to defend. It was like a slow motion movie. Fingers sinking into his body, reaching. It was too close. So close. Screaming in the smoke, eyes watering, Castor felt another surge of adrenaline. Both hands reached out, one to shove the small soldier off of him, the other at the agent's goggles. The bloody hand aiming to remove the protective mask.

Alkaid's hit worked. It really had been a foolish move-- Euterpe laid on the ground, face flat.

As much as he wanted to deny it, he was out for the count. This goddamned corrupted had painful lethal heels. Hell, no wonder she was part of the negaverse. Like the rumors said, their weapons were lethal.

Heels.

Sorry true love, it seemed like Euterpe wasn't going to be right back. He had signed off for the night-- Out of the corner of his eye, Euterpe spied Flora. Her destination was obvious, He hoped she might succeed where he hadn't.

....

......... Goddamnit, he was really losing points to Flora here.