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"Don't die." Was the first thing he said to Grant before pausing on his trip towards the eye to look back at him. "You civilians stick together, you'll be safer in a group or staying near one of us for the time being." He glanced at poor Themis frowning slightly, "Are you going to be okay?"

Again he looked back at Jade, the vodka, the matches he held, he held in the gloved... a soft cloth gloved hand. The idea was stupid but it might work, actually it was almost suicidal but word was the Virgo station was good for healing all kinds of wounds to be good as new.

"This might be stupid, but follow me, if worst case comes to worst we use the vodka, this glove, a match, and my fist to set something on fire with that tentacle." He paused for a moment again turning to Holiday, "It's the best I can do for now, I can't use my attack again for a few more minutes...." Draw backs, physical ones really. He didn't feel like forcing the attack and passing out in the middle of this mess.

Of course the bigger issue was he had stopped moving to talk to the others and loose focus of the monster around them.

As the summer heat of Chronos's attack beat down on the group, the shadow began to sizzle and whine much like a frying egg would. Along with this, the addition of even more heat and fire caused portions to start literally melting. Thick strings of a tarlike substance leapt from some of the enlarged bubbles, but flopped uselessly onto the ground, where they curled and writhed and left sticky trails of themselves in their short wake.

Most of the monster had been greatly weakened... but there was still one bubble that had been left untouched. It noisily burst and a much larger tendril flew out of it, heading like a javelin towards the group. Themis's Noise Shield slowed it down a little, but not nearly enough!


ROLL A D20 TO DODGE!

The lowest number rolled will be hit by the monster! This tendril is very sharp and spearlike at the end. Whoever gets hit will sustain a substantial flesh wound and a pretty intense case of frostbite... you'll definitely survive, but it's still pretty nasty.

Feel free to make a follow-up post or take another action after you roll!

It was almost as though the heat was practically roasting the shadow monster alive and Chronos would have probably felt a twinge of sympathy for it if it hadn't been hiding near the entrance of the Temple. The Princess' shoulders relaxed slightly as she lowered her staff, cautiously moving back as Themis yelled out his attack. She couldn't help but glance behind to make sure the civilians and Cora were fine, ushering them back with her hands.

Preoccupied with the others' safety, Chronos only noticed the monster's last desperate attempt to fight back, head swiveling around just as she heard something pop.

"Your FIST?" Holi started to demand, her tone incredulous. Were all senshi this self destructive? They had coupons, matches, VODKA... practically everything they needed to soak this things central part in high test alcohol and set it alight... without burning anyone alive. Sure it was dramatic, but it was... it seemed crazy where she was sitting.... though she didn't have the time to start lecturing him on the mechanics of "Don't throw yourself under the car when the handbrake will do" because... well... evidently... tentacle monsters REALLY didn't like Summer Heat. Who knew. They'd certainly never covered it in manga...

Later she'd face palm over the very -idea- of treating tentacle Pr0n manga as a guide to space travel in any form, but right now rationality was taking a back seat to 'Panic and dive', as she gave an alarmed yelp that sacrificed any hope of appearing to be dignified and calm under the circumstances, and tried to throw herself away from the javelin like tentacle.

((I think I can assume that one is at best going to get tied. @_@))

...And failed miserably. Evidently the monster either didn't like chocolate, or maybe it just wanted to defend Haephestus' debate on burning himself to burn the creature. (Maybe she would have too, had she been in it's position.)

It was almost worse than being attacked by the bat, because this time she wasn't seeing things through the numbing haze of depressing blue that had affected her at the time.

She could see it coming, but she just wasn't fast enough to get out of the way, and even her last attempt to flip over and scramble on hands and knees out of the way didn't do much to help her. The Javelin-tentacle ripped into her upper arm and across the top edge of her shoulder, shredding t-shirt and flesh about as easily, and carving a bloody line in it's path. And it was COLD. So cold that the cold itself hurt around the edges of where it had been, because everything else went numb from her upper arm to most of her shoulder, and that in itself was terrifying, because it made it all the harder to know exactly how badly she'd really been hurt.

It was, to say the least, something of the surreal to observe drops of frozen blood, knowing that they were your own, fly through the air, and maybe it was a little bit of shock, but they were almost sort of pretty, in a detached, fuzzy, hurting 'I just helped fight a tentacle monster' sort of way. Grant and his plush-snugly teddy-bear sort of personality only made it seem that much more surreal, like she'd maybe hit her head on a rock and tumbled into one of those kid shows that she used to watch.

"Look..." She pointed out, gesturing at the dying creature with her good arm, as Grant tried to make sure her other wasn't bleeding. She wasn't even looking to see how badly it was, it was so -cold- she couldn't imagine it was bleeding much. Didn't cold slow that sort of thing down? "We almost got it."

She didn't have the supplies with her to do anything to boost the fire, but she wished she did, if only to make up for the disappointing feeling that she wasn't as helpful as she'd set out to be.

If she'd cast herself in a role, she'd have always labeled herself a 'self rescuing princess'. but apparently she wasn't self rescuing, and she definitely wasn't a princess... and she hated feeling helpless, needing help, even from Teddy-Bears like Grant.

It made her want to start crying again, but if she did she'd never be able to forgive herself, even though it hurt and she was upset. She'd already spent enough time crying, and it hadn't done any good.

"If we just make it burn a little more..." She insisted, though she wasn't doing anything more than pointing out the obvious as she patted insistently at Grant, trying to fight back the urge to start sobbing and cursing pointlessly.

Self rescuing princess indeed. More like useless lump in shredded pajamas. She felt so ashamed.

It was too late when she had noticed the tentacle slash right into Holi. Too late to shift into Princess form, to call on the Opal Crystal and form a barrier to fend off the attack. All she could do was to move towards them and give her some words of comfort. "Stay here. I'll bring you to Virgo after we're done with this." The guilt she felt was quickly pushed aside with the knowledge that the monster was still not dead and could very well harm the others. With that, Chronos headed back to the fight, standing besides Hephaistos.

"I'm not burning it." Chronos declared firmly. "There's a chance the fire could spread about." There could very well be something important sealed inside the Temple and she was not about to compromise it. Not when it was the only structure in the Surrounding that mostly seemed intact from the outside.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled off her tiara as she watched the metal-clad senshi call out his attack once again. "Equinox Tiara Magic!" Hopefully, hopefully, this would be enough to vanquish it once and for all.

It was terrible sight to see the younger girl (Holi) get hit by the tentacle javelin thing. It really looked like it did hurt! For a moment Jade felt a little guilty for not taking the hit for her. It was not that she was a masochist but she had a feeling that she might had got more used to the pain than Holi did and thus might had taken the hit better.

She looked at Hephaistos, the monster and the half-empty vodka bottle she had in her hand. She almost ran to the senshi's aid but words of the princess stopped her to rethink. She was right. The fire could very well spread around and things could get dangerous very quickly, to all of them.

So, instead of following Hephaistos, Jade moved quickly by the side of Grant, Holi and her injured hand. "Let me see it," young woman said firmly while kneeling down to examine the wound. She glanced at the vodka bottle, Grant's cloth, Holi's wound, the girl's expression and made a soft yet thoughtful 'hmmm' sound. How well would she handle the process she was planning to do next?

But before that...

"Hey, cat girl! Come over here!" Jade firmly called Cora, who had been knocked down on the floor with Themis to whom she had clinged on. Her grip had slipped from him though and she was now lying on the ground. As she heard Jade's call, her ears flicked and not long after it, she weakly stood up and scrambled towards the civilian group. With flattened ears, she glanced at Themis. "I'll be right there!" she let him know before continuing her walk towards civilians.

"Uhhm, what is it?" she asked from Jade when she was next to her. She glanced at every one of the group, offering them a little sorry smile as a greeting. Apparently she still felt guilty for being in the wrong place in the wrong time.

"This girl's wound needs a bandage. Can we use the cloth on your shoulders?" the turqouise-haired woman asked. After getting a silent nod from Cora, who started to un-tie her capelet's bow, Jade turned her attention to Holi.

"There is a chance that your wound gets infected," she said with a firm voice and rose the hand that was holding the vodka bottle. "We can clean it with this but it's probably going to hurt. A lot. Do you think you can handle the pain?"