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"Hiryuu Regan." The busty swords girl was surprised she hadn't noticed the second sword, but luckily, she had her own. From her hip, she draws her normal sword, a European longsword, to block the second strike coming at her. She notices Ki passing her, heading for Cirus. He'd sense it coming... She moves to kick the girl in the chest. "I'm your opponent. You can't afford to distract yourself."

Ah, so this must be a shinmeiryu girl Regan's fighting. He turns and his eyes shine as he holds out his hand, quickly getting a lock on the incoming Ki before focusing and absorbing it. Ki waves just don't work on him. It's like throwing something at him. He can just pick it up and take it.

Tsukuyomi twisted herself as she noticed that the girl was kicking her in the chest as she turned her blade holding the large one to slide off to the side as her hand blocked the kick. It wasn't without a little damage she avoided it "well now you kick mine but what about your chest" she said as a large slit appeared right in her clothes at the chest line where she had swung earlier. She smirked as she reset her posture and was prepared for the next attack, part of her attention was on the mage who seemed to absorb her attack "hmm" she said as she thought about that ability.

[Enters from Kansai Magical HQ Entrance]

Chachamaru hovers as she had used her rockets to get to the altar in time to see the ritual interrupted and demons being summoned. It wasn't a typical day to day sight, but she continued unfazed. Her eyes scanned the field of the newly joined battle, they locked on the still form of Konoka as she lay on the altar. She did a quick check of Konoka's vital signs and found them to be in as good condition as could be expected. Some woman remained nearby and was probably the one performing the ritual. She made that her destination. Landing in between Konoka and Chigusa, Chachamaru unslings her gun and points it at Chigusa. Chachamaru says with a tone of command, "Cease and desist. Konoka Konoe-san is not to be harmed any further."

Analysing the battlefield, Tatsumi chose his targets carefully. Already, he knew what to shoor for next, currently focusing too heavily on the alter far off in the distance to be aware of the demon beneath the water that was approaching his way. As he reviewed the situation, zooming out just a little to see the larger picture of it, he blindly reached one of hix hands to his open case, reaching towards the right side of it as he grabbed a small container. There were three in total, all filled with different pills, but he took the center one, popping off the cap as he took a single red pill, and consumed it, still holding his rifle steady, impressively with one hand. Swalling the NDRI without water after closing the case, he gripped the rifle again with both hands and found the pill was already taking effect as his already acute senses felt sharper than ever.

The primary threats right now where life was endangered the most was Chachamaru and Cassandra. The remainder of the people fighting, even Grundy and Cirus were all dealing with demons right now, who he couldn't care less about the 'lives' of those abysell creatures. Instead, seeing the gun Chachamaru was pointing at Chigusa, he decided to take his aim there next. Before he did though, he pressed a switch to the right butt end of his already strange, nearly futuristic looking weapon, and there was an almost silent buzz and whirring noise as the bullet chamber inside revolved two clicks. It had switched to a special ammunition, deciding to use one of his 'snowblind' rounds for this moment. They still had the armor piercing capabilities of his normal .50 rounds, but with an added, 'personal touch.'

"No lives will be ended under my watch..."

Aimed at the large gun that Chachamaru had pointed towards Chigusa, Tatsumi squeezed the trigger, unleashing the blue tipped, large bullet. It fiercly tore through the air, silent like a cobra sneaking on its pray, heading directly for the barrel of Chachamaru's large rifle. The shot was incredably difficult for a normal person to pull off, but Tatsumi's aim was true, as it was accurately flying over the lake to pierce the barrel of her gun. The bullet wasn't normal though, and would actually freeze up the barrel with a visible sheet of ice if it hit.

((I will post for Satomi and the Elder a little later today.))

Bjorn was hacking and smashing away at the skeletons with both of his blunt weapons with his black heart full of content, his eyes showed nothing more then insanity as he chanted in the fray of battle. "Kill maim burn!! Kill maim burn!! Kill maim burn!!" He suffered only a minor wound to his arm, where one of the skeletons had managed to Peirce through a c***k in his armour, the problem was that Bjorn failed to feel any form of pain. With one last swing of his flail, he smashed apart the final skeleton and began to move onto his next target. As he approached Cirus, he broke into a charge. "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!"

Tanar'ri 1: The Balor laughed, this was all to amusing. As the construct had landed and threatened the woman, he saw the weapon get blown to small pieces. He then watched the smaller human male threaten him? This caused the demon to laugh more as it lashed its whip and spread its wing span out. "Pathetic creature!" It roared, raising its hands up in a ritualistic style. From beneath Ryuuka, flames roared and ignited. A pillar of fire then engulfed him. "Did I say stop manling? Continue before I allow my servants to disembowel your entrails."

[OOC// Balor's spell like ability: Firestorm. ]

Chigusa was struck by two threats and in all honesty, the threat of a construct with an obscenely large rifle didn't phase her one bit, it was the demon she'd rather not piss off then anything else. Even with the robot standing there, she stepped past her and began chanting again.

Tanar'ri 3: The Vrock had all under control in the air, when Chachamaru had landed on the ground from the air, the Vrock was already on her tail. It let out a piercing screech before coming down on Chachamaru hard, slamming her to the ground and clawing at her with its talons and beak.

Tanar'ri 4: The Quassit squirmed and writhed in pain as the weapon pierced into his chest, it wasn't holy enough to cause excessive amounts of pain but Quassits were weak creatures over all. But it had strict orders and it wouldn't let those down. In a kamikaze attack, the Quassit latched itself onto Ryuuga's back and began to claw and bite at his neck and shoulders, as the Balor used its attack, it was incinerated by the flames.

Tanar'ri 5: The Babau was swift and fast, that's what it primarily relied on. With ease it dodged out of the axes way and in a rather acrobatic fashion went right past him, slicing its claws at his side in the process.

[Kazumi, Mana, and Ken enter from the Kanzai Temple Entrance.]

Kazumi allowed herself to lag behind. Only when she found a likely vantage point did she run up the back of the hill. Just before she neared the top, she crouched down and crept forward.

Through her artifact, she looked down on the battlefield. It was awash with different colors as she activated function after function. Much of what she saw instilled chilly fear inside of her, but it warred with the excitement. She resisted the urge to pull out her camera.

Tapping her headset, she called out, "Ken-kun? Tatsumiya-san? do you read me?" As she waited for an answer, she set about identifying who and, most importantly, what was down there.


"Asakura, just call me Mana. Tatsumiya is a bit of a mouthful and under the circumstances would take to long to say. Over. Ken-kun? Those look like demons, don't use the immolation rounds, save those for the soft targets."


"Okay." Ken fought down the fear that threatened to blossom in his belly.

On the one hand, he did not have to shoot any human beings, on the other hand, what he had to shoot was the stuff of nightmares. He remembered some of the things his father had said about demons in Christianity, but Ken was too much his mother's son and had followed her into Shinto worship. Learning about Christian demons was put on the list of things to do if he ever survived the next couple of days.

Ken was the back-up on this, Mana had instructed him to stay close and not to go after any really big monsters. He kept pace with her as they ran into combat. Her hands blurred as she drew her pistols.

From behind, he watched her leap, spin, and glide through the battlefield. Afterimages of her pistol-wielding hands strobed across his vision. She pulled the triggers so fast, the sound of one gunshot would mask the other. She moved with such grace, every opponent seemed awkward and clumsy. He had heard the term "gun ballet" used to describe John Woo films, but all he had seen before paled in comparison to this vision of beauty and violence before him.

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((OK, I need opponents to shoot at, preferably multiple ones, since Mana never got this close to the stone altar. And i need someone to OK my ammo:

Dispel Bullets (I have half a clip left, I swapped out the clip after the first battle, so I can just as easily swap it back in.)

Cleansing Fire (a home-brewed hollow point with a core mixture of silver fulminate, powered bloodstone, and the ashes of a holy man. This would be effective against the following: evil, undead, lycanthropes, and vampires. Not sure if anything this powerful would be allowed in the game--yes, I have a lot of time to dream this kind of stuff up. If you want to check my work, fulminate is in any wiki search engine and for bloodstone, look up its folklore.)

I also can just use regular non-magical rounds even if they don't actually do anything to the combatants. I just don't have any info on the ammo that Mana uses. Any suggestions would be appreciated.))

The pathetic attack on Grundy barely even scatched him; Cassandra's single pinprick had caused more actual pain and injury that the creature's claw attack had. He spun around, taking another swing, and let out another shout. "'SANDRA! GIVE ME HAND WIV THIS ONE!" He growled, tightening his grip on his axe, knowing exactly what would come next.

Cassandra reformed in mid-air, floating there with minimal effort as she saw, much to her displeasure, that her troops had already been eliminated. Ah well. They were always intended for fodder, anyway. Landing behind Grundy, she threw her bonesaw into the water - she could retrieve it easily if need be - and placed her needle behind her ear like a pencil. Holding a hand out, she grinned as she chanted. "Böse Geister, offensichtliche; entropisch Blitzschlag, zunahme der Macht der meine Ork!"

A beam of purple lightning erupted from Cassandra's palm, soaring forth and struck Grundy right in the back. The bolt spread as it made contact, seeking it's way across, and engulfing the orc, his armour, and his weapon in a purple lightning. The wounds that Grundy had received this far began to close as the negative energy flowed into his veins, healing him in the same way a healing spell would heal a human. Of course, now he had the benefit of having negative-energy lightning coursing all over his armour and axe.

Cassandra maintained the spell, keeping a solid beam of the purple electricity flowing between herself and her Orc, the lightning still dancing over his weapon and armor. "Come on, Grundy! Let's show these pathetic demons the might of Doctor Byrde and her favourite General!" She kept her hand pointed at Grundy, and keeping an eye on the peripheries of her vision; just in case anything tried to attack her - which she figured was quite likely at this point.

Grundy grinned, as he could feel it. It felt good; and his eyes narrowed. He calmed down a little, ejecting the spit that had accumulated in his mouth. He heaved his axe high, ready to bring it down. "Come, little baby demon. Do that again." He said with a grin; knowing that if the creature was foolish enough to attack him directly again, that the negative-energy lightning would fry the creature to a crisp. He let out a roar as he jumped forward, taking a horizontal swing, aiming to cut the Demon's head off; or just cleave it in half. Either would do. "BRECHENFEEEEEST!"

[Xenon and Claude enter from the Kansai HQ entrance]

Xenon stood at the edge of the bridge, waiting for orders. It wasn't that she didn't want to help; but more along the lines that she didn't know how to help. She wasn't a combat droid. She slowly began walking down the bridge, towards the fighting, but didn't hurry or even show much enthusiasm. She knew how to dodge and punch; that would have to see her.

Claude, on the other hand, Cloaked as soon as he noticed the battle. He was not a fighter. He waited at the edge of the bridge, knife in hand, glancing over his shoulder every other second. He had 5 minutes before he'd appear again; and hopefully he'd be able to take down anyone that tried to flee; or stop any incoming reinforcements.