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Jove was almost oblivious to the battle around him as he searched for Ren, finding his brother was the only thing driving him forward on his stubby little puppy legs. It was hard, everyone was so tall, so giant, but even the booming voice in his head was little more than a buzzing fly. Let me help. Let me help, echoed in his mind, and Jove grew more desperate by the second. It didn't sound like a voice that would help. It sounded like he was all alone.

But then the little pup spotted him! Ren! And Gabrian! He yipped, his little heart swelling as he tried to get their attention... And then suddenly there was fire. That split second seemed to slow to a crawl, as the flames washed over his brother and the nix both. And Ren was screaming, and both were burning, blackening and crumbling away to nothingness right in front of the pup's eyes.

And then the moment was over, and the flames took Jove even before the echoes of that scream had faded in his ears.

((Pup is dead. Off to the couch with him!))

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On the outskirts of the field, Cymbeline watched with a bizarre mixture of crazy enthusiasm and apathy. This... Their maker was showing those humans what for, the stomping and destroying and flames of Hell washing over everything... Students, those little rodents she had seen die and return only to die again in this hole, they were fighting the indescribably monstrous teacher, and those rotten, hateful humans. It was pure chaos, and Famine's heir took it all in without lifting a finger.

And suddenly flames washed over the field, the heat and cold all at once bearing testament to the Insanity inside the werewolf, the deep voice taking complete control. Cymbeline only barely managed to dodge behind a protruding rock, the pain of the mysterious, purging flames flickering about her legs and singing the blonde hair of her tail. It hurt. It HURT.

She let out a loud cackle, and peeked back out to observe the damage. Students and hunters alike, they were all being destroyed! It was GLORIOUS. Her mad laugh echoed across the field.

((HP will be calculated after work! D: ))

30-30+5HP=5/40

Before Bul the flaming maw of death was fighting with itself relentlessly. Turning around to Team Venture they would see for the first time a paralyzing fear that truly explained his uncertainty. Obviously he had still not made up his mind and was growing increasingly flustered with everything that happened.

"You threw food at her..?" he paused for a moment furrowing his brows at Demi. "Are.. are you guys OKAY with us dying? We obviously have to get the ******** out of here, WHY ARE WE ALL STILL HERE??!" His question was directed at all of them.

But where was there to even run?

Just as he was about to tear off in a direction in hopes of making it, in such good health too, the half beast was suddenly SWALLOWED in flame. His body was not visible through the searing blaze. It was probably worse that the flame was so cold rather than hot and regardless to the feeling it gave others Bul let out an agonizing scream.
When it cleared he fell onto the dirt, removed of so much life. If it weren't for the Fear that began to replenish them by just the slightest bit, Bul would be curling up in continued pain.
Panting he lifted his head to the others.

"Guys.... guys we... we ********... have to leave... WE HAVE TO GO" he sobbed.

Natalia listened attentively to every word that flickered within her head, and watched with eyes so wide and frightened that they could have popped right out. Red, the behemoth. The behemoth...Red. Once it clicked, the monster couldn't help but gasp and wheeze and falter with the realization. Red...their gym teacher. The professor so many feared and respected--the professor Natalia had slowly grown to appreciate for her mystery, intelligence and obvious strengths.

It was...so strange. Listening to the voice so blatantly Red's intermingle with a strangers. Who was this new creature formed before them? For certainly, it no longer held resemblance of the werewolf she had once known.

She carelessly froze in the midst of the field just as the abomination took flight, blind to the blue flames that steadily billowed within its mouth held ajar. The heat was unbearable, the chill making for a burn worse than any before...but Natalia had fallen prey to fate, crumbling downard just as the flames erupted; her large, wild form hidden behind a rock placed perfectly at her knees.

It too came crumbling toward the earth just as she had, shards sinking deep within her thick skin, as hot as fire and as cold as ice...but as for the pain that should have followed, there was none. Only the already gushing wounds of previous battles remained sensitive to the touch. For whatever reason, the rock exploding did not wound her in the least.

And so with a head filled with thoughts and questions, Natalia rose to all fours and searched the battlefield for someone...anyone. A friend. But with the smoke and charred features of all who lingered in her vicinity...the ghoul simply did not know who to turn to.

HP: 18 - 5 + 5 = 18
Status: Staring at all the crazies

((Natalia is currently in her Were(natural) form))

When Shun tried to shoo them away to take cover Mitsu merely growled her disapproval. She wasn't going anywhere without him and even nipped at his arm to try and get him to move. "MOVE!" She barked trying to push him along with her head. They were out in the open and they needed to...

Her own thoughts were interrupted by another's. Bits of conversation flitted through her mind and it was hard to make sense of it at first. It was the first time she had experienced it but...was that the voice of Red? When the voice of the Professor faded and was replaced by another Mitsu only manage to look up in time to see Red...the creature, take to the air blue flames licking at it's mouth before fire blanketed the battlefield in one fell swoop.

Trying to act quickly Mitsu grabbed Shun by his arm, trying to be as gentle as she could with her teeth but not really sparing it much of a thought. She needed to get him to cover and barely managed it herself. Flames had come to life in a few places along her fur and Mitsu was quick to drop and roll to put them out. It was oddly cold and hot at the same time but she seemed undamaged minus a bit of singed fur. In fact...she was feeling a little better.

"Shun, are you okay?" As she got back to her feet, Mitsu circled around the reaper trying to access the damage as well as protect him from all sides. He didn't seem to be able to defend himself at the moment and Mitsu wasn't about to abandon him for her own sake. Promise or not she would protect him until the end. Though as Mitsu spared a short glance around she realized...she had failed to protect her other friends. Mot and Hel...they were no where in sight as well as a few other students.



HP: 3 (took no damage) +5 = 8

((Mitsu is currently in the form of a large white wolf))

(( rollan for Jeremy who was there the whole time

Please see my post down further because I am an idiot ))

"Im over here!" Leon replied back to Cass's call and picked himself up from behind the wall of lifesaving. "Glad to see you made it, I can't seem to get my weapon out so i might need some help while I offer some support with these." he replied back, pulling out the set of bandages from his bag. "Whatever it did, it messed us all up bad Cass." he mentioned mournfully.

Being a hunter was a dangerous business indeed.

Her ears perked up before lowering a few notches as the voice...no voices spoke in their minds. One was unmistakably Red. The other, she didn't know. None of it made real sense to her, especially since they had barely made it to this battle field. But the behemoth taking to the air and the flames that came their way? LW didn't even have a chance to determine if it was a deliberate attack or what it was. All the she-wolf knew was fire. And intense pain that pulled a canine cry from her....and then nothing.



HP: DEEEEEEEAD - Exiting to Couch Domain
Battle Status: NA
Target: NA
Damage: NA
[LW is in her wolf form about the size of a German Shepherd]

Jeremy, who had been here the whole time he swears, had only just gotten Elsie to stop shrieking long enough to make himself of any use whatsoever. Seriously, his weapon's shrieking made it difficult for him to think, let alone see or be of any use. He was all set and ready to join the battle, finally, when the beast (whom he wasn't aware had been Aria, as Elsie would not shut the ******** up long enough for the information to seep in) breathed a strange mix of hot-and-cold fire onto the group.

He hadn't seen it coming, and couldn't duck it in time to go unscathed. Not dead, but not at his best. Oh <********>! He brushed himself off, coughed up a bit of smoke and pat away from remaining blue flames on his person; he wasn't sure what to do until Cass started yelling.

"I'M HERE!" He yelled back, sounding off to prove he was still alive while following the sound of her voice through the debris and bodies. "******** ******** <********>~" He whined, ruffling his hair to make sure at least that didn't have much fire damage. "Are you okay? ...And where the hell's my coat?" Priorities, this Hunter had them.

(( Jeremy is at: 30/40 - 23 (75%) = 7HP!
Weapon Charge: 1/3 ))