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Stryke is attacking Kursha.

Stryke felt like this was truly the end. Even at the backside of his ally...he felt a sense of dread he had not known since the night of Errade's execution. The army would overwhelm them at this rate.

He heard Keionx begin to say something. "yesss...?" He asked her, about to ask her what she had on her mind..when he heard Byakko's voice. It came clear and loudly. A swell of pride made him hold his head up. They had to keep going. Even if exhaustion loomed. She was right! Gripping his daggers tightly he moved with them as they ran through the tunnels.

For all the renewed hope he felt...Stryke screamed in agony as a pain unlike any he'd felt before exploded into his side. His legs trembled as he touched his gut...looking down at himself as he saw blood pooling on his vest and shirt. Laughing shakily he closed his eyes past the pain breathing in and out slowly as he felt ill. A trickle of his golden blood hit the cavern as he stumbled forward after the fleeing rebels. He wasn't dead yet..but the pain burned worse than the fire had. Biting his lip he help onto the bleeding wound..he grabbed for the bolt...trying to remove it. It took a bit of effort and left him bleeding. Pressing a firm hand over it he cringed....looking to Kei trying to help her best he could.

"w..what were you going to say." He panted softly..seeing she'd been injured as well as himself by another shot. "let me help you.." He muttered, apologizing for the pain it might cause.



Stryke's HP: (16+10=16-6=)10/20
Stryke deals 5 damage

Adamaz heard a number of yelps and splashes from another cavern. Water? Here? He may not know much, but he knew that fluid was definitely not properly redistributed. There weren't any valves down here. What were they even doing.

He made his way toward the splashes, and found himself at the shore of a river. There was a drone washed up with little finbeasts sinking their teeth onto it. Adamaz wacked'em off.

Encouraging Drone Friends: +1

Clinging still to Beehemoth, Nictor overheard the speech being given by the leader of this escapade. How did he wind up in this mess again? Free food? He grimaced slightly, making a mental note to think more on such offers in the future, especially if this was the hidden price. Moving about above the weary packs of drones was a lot easier, and Bee went about chasing the healthiest looking ones forward.

Encouraging Drones +1
Time 6:45

They were running low on steam. Milieu panted in pain and fatigue. However, by akkos command engergized the teal blood. It was time to take advantage and show them that the rebels weren't just all talk.

HP:10/20
Weapon: Military +1
Bonus: +1 dmg for each successful attack
Trinket: Offensive Trinket Type B 3/3

ZEFFER ATTACK THAT DANK KURSH

Zeffer panted heavily, watching Vremea land her savage blow, and quickly darting back with her, not interested in getting a taste of the bolts that were flying from Kursha's new weapon. "Yeah, ******** him up good." He spat, and let out a shaky breath, pleased to see that she was more capable than he'd initially thought at handling the scythe and the kid all at once.

He was about to say something more, before a voice rang out, calling for the yellowblood. "Sounds like one of the others is in trouble. I've got your back!" It felt like a good idea; he ought to stick close, keep the healer from any undo harm that might come her way. The three of them were making a damn good improvised team.




17/40
+1 dmg for adult
+1 for military grade weps

ZEFFER DID 5 DAMAGE

7/20
alifax attacks akko for 7 damage
military grade weapon
using ********, well, there was no time like the present. Trolls around Alifax would have to brace themselves, as a fire lit itself in his dual meteor heads. "Watch out," he said softly to the nearest royalists, before swinging them fiercely at the mutantblood.

For some reason people listened to him - probably because of, well, the fire - and his meteor had a clear path toward Byakko. It hit her firmly, and he watched with a sense of grim satisfaction as the singe caught her shirt thing, at least.

The stupid fish was still on his ankle, but at least he was doing something.

"Naaahh we're fine!" She exclaimed at Tevini, then kept at it, feeling her rage only increase from here.

HP: 9 - 1 + 10 = 18 HP

Letting herself receive Zeffer's praise, the yellowblood let out a loud sigh herself before putting her weapon down and sighing a little. She flexed her shoulders slightly before hearing a call of her name, something which only made her tense. Athene. Athene was in trouble! Looking at Zeffer, the yellowblood felt her body deflate and she quickly nodded at Zeffer. "Thank you," She said earnestly before rushing over toward where she heard her scout's voice. "Athene?! ATHENE!" She yelled, only to see the greenblood from afar. Her grip on Maneki was unshakable as she rushed toward her tailor, who had a crossbolt stuck in her side. "No, oh no oh no!" She placed Maneki down carefully, throwing herself on the floor and fiddling with her broach, removing it. "O-okay, okay, give me a second, breathe deeply and this won't hurt," She was flustered and worried, not even bothering to keep up her proper speaking before calming herself down enough. "Just breathe. On the count of three: one, two..." Gog, this was her first time doing anything this serious. She wrenched out the bolt, dropping it to the ground and quickly applying pressure on it from both sides before pressing her broach on the wound. A healing light emitted from her broach and she calmed down once she saw the gash instantly heal itself, tears in her eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief before looking toward the other trolls with her-- the two yellowbloods from bloodfest. She smiled weakly at them before seeing Reemus's shoulder. "Put some water on that," She said worriedly, standing up. "That should do it. We need to keep moving. Call for me, if anything," She stated, then looked at Zeffer and nodded affirmatively. "Let us go."

HP: 31 - 3 = 28 HP
Support Power Style A (1)
Support Artifact Style A (1) -1 = 0!
Novice Agility Style B (2)