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Character Name and journal link Squire Irkalla
HP: 59hp
Action: Standing around

The path across the bridge was now clear. Irkalla looked at the rest of the group that began to cross before holding herself back for a minute. The need for a mental pep talk was essential. Closing her eyes against the sight of the island that everyone was crossing over to and the final boss that seemed to await everyone Irkalla's hands clenched against the cord of ornaments. How was it that she still wasn't sure what her powers were capable of? Why did seem like she was still severely lacking in what it meant to be a knight? Sure she had resonated with the Code piece on her Wonder and found something in the process but yet there was still a lot that she didn't understand.

Willing herself to be up for this next fight Irkalla slowly followed after the rest of the group. If there was ever a time that she needed to believe in herself and her powers, it was now.

[[ Irkalla exit to final battle ]]

Name: Dunwich, Page of Neptune
HP: 36 - 2 = 34 / 50 HP.
Action: Coughing, mostly. Trying to resist The Horrors. Making sure I have word count.
Damage Done: N/A.
Boss HP: It’s dead, Jim.

The Chaos-creature seemed to know that it was on its last legs.

Even as she thought so, Dunwich had to question herself on how she could justify feeling that way. After all, reading the emotions of a smog-monster made out of Chaos couldn’t possibly have been the same as reading those of another person, or a non-Chaos animal. Still, even as the monster took on a more humanoid shape—something bipedal and overall human until you got to the horns atop its head that matched Sailor Daedalus’s so well—it didn’t seem like it was getting stronger. The smog that it spewed out came thinner and perhaps less noxious than before, as well.

Not that that ultimately helped Dunwich very much. Overestimating her ability to handle more smog, she pulled her face away from the crook of her elbow and readied to thrash at the monster with her driftwood heart once more. That led to her undoing and left her coughing while everyone else around her worked to finish off the monster.

At least they did finish it off. The smog cleared as it expired, and even though the pollution remained obvious—even though Dunwich still felt the pull in the back of her mind telling her to just. STOP.—she could breathe enough to press forward and make it to the island at the lake’s center. She could breathe enough to help fight whatever she would find there. That was the important thing.

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She was dropped, the monster clearly not liking her kicking at it, but the a plum of smog went over her which her sash was really minimal in easing. Still she didnt cough to harshly, though it likely helped that she was on the ground. She laid on the ground panting for several moment even as unpleasant as it was. She needed to catch her breath, let the fear abate a bit and settle her mind.

When her breathing eased she sat up and climbed to her feet to see the monster shrink away and retreat. That was good, but it didnt seem to be done per se. She sighed dusting off her fuku and moving find Viminal, but didnt see her and everyone was moving following the monster.

Of course, it could never be that easy right, still more to do. She steeled herself and started to make her way with the others moving after the monster. She didnt see Vimi, but could only assume the woman would move as she had. "Let's get this done," she said to herself.

Viminal Page of Venus

Viminal sat on her knees slightly dazed, having tumbled in her efforts. It was a few moment before she turned her head to see the monster, no longer a problem retreating. Her shouldered slumped some, but it was short lived as the other's were following. She felt ill prepared, despite everything ... she certainly had training, even as reluctant as she was.

She climbed to her feet and followed, but made a note to have a conversation with her sister and brother. This sort of thing, seemed few and far between, but she certainly wanted to be better equipped to handle it and less like a fish on dry land.