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His prayers had been answered. Mont Blonc had been saved, and oh, he was ever so grateful! Still, there was no time for that. He had to get to cover. He hurt, had been so easily hurt, and he was scared. Terrified, truly. He'd found another table, and for extra measure, hid behind a chair pushed up to the table as best he could manage.

Hiding.

Like some poor little animal because he was too green, to inexperienced. He felt many things at the moment - shame, despair, terror, resentment... But if he lived through this, he vowed to change all that.

If.

Nysa's brain was hardly registering what was going on about him. However, he did manage to hear a rather rough curse from his current companion, but by the time he was able to right himself a bit, he found that the green-haired page had managed to get to his feet and was basically out of range.

However, the girl who had the cat (Irene) was now passed out next to him. She was just close enough for him to hear the manner in which she was breathing.

That is not right...

Even in this smoke-filled room, the manner in which she was breathing was wrong.

With true concern, he attempted to brush a bit of her hair out of her eyes. "M---iss?" his voice croaked out in an absolutely disgusting manner (in his opinion at least),

Son of a b***h.

Remarque had just pried himself off the ground, and here he was, greeting the floor again. Except this time it wasn’t that damned Tsui—it was Acubens. Acubens, who had always spoken well of the Dark Mirror Court, who had always given them the benefit of the doubt.

The stinging in his face hurt more now than from Tsui, be it because he was already sore or because Acubens had the extra boost of power that came with being a Super Senshi.

He was still recoiling from Kallichore’s hallucination, though the blow jerked him to the here and now.

“God damn it,” he seethed; he hadn’t wanted to attack Acubens. She was never supposed to actually be an enemy. He was never supposed to get hit, either!

Remarque forced himself to turn his head to face her, and he knew she couldn’t see his glare from behind the mask, couldn’t see the blood she’d drawn.

This was a severe hitch in all his plans, and anger broiled inside of him. He didn’t like being hit, but neither did he like losing a pawn. Acubens had wound herself around the Dark Mirror Court so tightly—he’d hardly had to even do anything. She’d praised them, willingly.

“What the hell are you talking about?” he demanded, and in the same position as before quickly threw out the idea of head butting the girl. He wasn’t quite sure he had completely recovered from the last head butt—and after Kallichore’s attack, he wouldn’t mind if the blows stopped coming for his head. “Get off me, Acubens! Explain yourself before you make me hurt you!” he growled, hurling Acubens off of him. He didn’t strike her, hoping that there might be something left of her fondness of the Dark Mirror Court, but he had to get her off of him.

Sitting up, his chest heaved as he tried to suck in a good breath; he was vaguely disoriented and knew the he wanted to get off the ground before he became someone else’s easy target.

He didn’t manage to stand, but at least he sat up—and quickly traced his eyes to where he’d shoved the girl off of him.

Eternal Sailor Leto was incredibly grateful to have her teammate and friend by her side in that particular moment. And as quickly as Howlite scooped the Page off of Leto, the boy was dead and tossed to the ground. When Leto pushed herself to her feet, she nodded at Howlite both in thanks and as an understanding that she would go and Leto would signal if she needed her.

She quickly spun on her left foot, her right slamming into the side of a Page that was coming straight for her. When he dropped to the floor, she grabbed him by the shirt and picked him back up, driving her free fist straight into his face. The Page's head snapped back from the impact and he spat blood in Leto's mask in response. With that, she let out a rather loud, twisted laugh, and snapped the Page's neck.

Dropping his limp body to the ground, Leto turned to see a crowd of Senshi around Remarque and Benitoite- Kallichore, her former teammate being one of them. And soon after, Acubens joined in on the assault against Remarque.

Leto's immediate instinct was to move onto the scene and do something about it, but with a General and an Eternal, she figured for now they would be just fine. Also, she maybe thought Remarque deserved to be pushed around a little. So in the mean time, she kept a close eye on the situation while also keeping an eye on her newest recruit, Chariklo. Somehow. Because apparently Leto had eyes on the back of her head like everyone's moms seem to have.

(Order)

And of course, General Benitoite had returned, and this time, Tsui was not going to allow him to escape, nor harm Kallichore! As Pasiphae had grabbed at his ankles, she took a risk and charged forward, giving no sign or warning as white aura danced in her arms and she gave a rage-filled roar. "Tiger Fist STRIKE!!!!"

She waited until she was literally upon him before initiating the attack, refusing to miss. This was for lying to her. This was for Kallichore!

((Sailor Scout Attack: Tiger Fist Strike.
Sailor Tsui focuses her energy onto her fists and envelopes them into the form of white energy that look like a pair of tiger claws, charging forward and striking at her enemy in close range in an X-like slash, moving her arms outward to inward to cross at the end of the blow. If the blow hits, it is not powerful but quick and is meant to knock the enemy back, not knocking them to the ground but throwing them into the path for another Senshi to attack if there is one nearby. Because it requires her to be within arm’s reach of her enemy (and she doesn’t have very long arms), this leaves an opening for the opponent or another to strike her.

*Can strike two times in a battle.
*Knocks back the enemy by 4 feet (no stun effect) ))
(Permission to use attack against Benitoite, granted))

[order]

She had been heading into the right direction it seemed, another rainbow pulsed through the air though it wasn't evident and obvious at first that it was going around someone until Hygiea got her way closer to the pair.

Her captain had been attacking a senshi in dark clothing and dark wings - aka Requiem - on her back, only in turn to get sucked into a large coffin. Her orange eyes went wide - which sucked because of the wisps of smoke still lingering - and her mouth fell agape. "IRIS!" The little girl yelled, picking up speed and jostling the cat in her arms.

She should go help! But she had a cat in her arms! But she should go help! But... cat! Hygiea made a small little noise as she wrapped her arms around Pravoski a little tighter, "I'm sorry kitty, I need to go save my Captain!" She explained to her precious cargo.

Hygiea prepared herself for one of her usual attacks, barreling into something or someone. This time taking aim at the odd coffin.

((Forgot to roll~ For Chaos!))