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Super Sailor Cetus of Kappa:
Damage: 6+9


Cetus might be well versed in martial arts, and especially in crane style kung fu, but even his balance faultered when the monster slammed it's foot into the ground. He wasn't as strong as others around him, he was only a super senshi, and when he lost his balance and fell he rolled. Partically he rolled so he could cover his face from the kicked up dust, he didn't need to wind up with watery eyes and blurry vision, and the other reason was the force of the winds rolling him as well.

When he did roll back so he could look at the monster he had a large rock in his hand. Sitting up, slowly, he tooj his time in climbing to his feet and threw the rock as hard as he could. He'd need a bath when he got home, he was all sorts of dusty and dirty, but he was sure he could manage that and find an excuse to anyone in his family who might see him come in looking like a mess.

The rock thrown he was able to take the time now to see how everyone else was fairing after the attack, even though the beast did look to be considering attacking them again. At least it wasn't looking off towards the city, it couldn't be allowed tgo reac hthe city.


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Captain Geocronite Damage 6 + 5

Geo quickly closed his mouth as the creature stomped, only barely able to keep himself from losing his balance by moving one of his feet back. He had used one of his hands to cover his face, including his mouth and nose, at least the gloves were good for something, so he managed not to get hit by any leaves and inhale any dirt. Still, what he had done before didn't appear to have done much if anything. There wasn't even some sort of trace that it had pierced the skin.

Great, what use were these Negaverse weapons if he couldn't even do any damage with them? In a small fit he threw one of his weapons at the beast, not really caring what happened to it. He would be leaving soon anyway, so what was the point in keeping such a thing on him? Even if it was permanently broken somehow he had no plans on repairing it.

Super Corrupt Versailles Damage 5 + 7

He thought with the stomp and the wind and dirt and leaves coming towards him would be enough to convince his hair not to go into his face once again and instead move towards the back of his head.

Yet somehow it decided to go completely in front of his face. Why did physics fail him in a time like this? He couldn't even blame the monster for it! He was starting to get annoyed at his own hair, as though it had a mind of it's own! Well, as long as he was this annoyed and pissed at it he might as well take it out on something that, probably, deserved it. He found a somewhat larger rock and tossed it at the monster as hard as he could!

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Squire Mamertine - (5) + (3) = 8

Mamertine was grateful that he had his hammer, and the shape of the gavel--elongated and enlarged as it was--felt at home in his hands. Though, he didn’t usually get to hit people with his gavel in court, this still felt right.

Just, even.

It was hard to judge a monster, but it was a threat, regardless, and Mamertine expected to stop it before it became more than an inconvenience.

The ground rattling below him was problematic, and he had to adjust his position greatly to avoid falling; the gust of wind that flew back afterwards bit into his face, but he turned away to save his eyes from any damage.

When the wind passed, he struck again.

“What magic do you have?” he asked, partially out of curiosity, and partly because he just wanted to know what he was working with.

DM Super Sailor Sadalsuud, damage = 7 + 3 = 10

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[Caer Sidi, Page of Cosmos: 2 + 7 = 9 DMG]

It was pure instinct that led Caer to grab onto Hyperborea's arm when the beast stomped, and the ground shook, threatening to topple her over. She always felt small next to the much taller, sturdier Knight, but at least it meant something for her to lean on. She let go quickly once it was over,

Hyperborea's request, though, was not one she'd be able to grant.

"I'm not leaving you behind!" She said. Not with the oath she'd sworn. Certainly, Hyperborea wasn't weaker than her, or someone that needed protection--but she didn't want to be the kind of person

It was brave--or perhaps reckless--and an effort to prove her worth, but Caer Sidi stopped bothering with improvised weapons, shifted her position, and threw a solid punch at the massive creature before her.

Sailor Beira - (2) + (2) = 4

The shockwave from the creature had given Beira temporary pause and he’d had to stall in his attempts to attack it to better ground himself. He wanted to use his magic, but it was too unstable, and he hadn’t gotten any better at controlling it.

Sometimes it went where he intended. Sometimes he took the brunt of it, instead.

He didn’t want to risk attacking an ally--especially someone who might actually be able to do something about this monster.

So, he threw another rock when he managed to keep to his feet.

“I’m fine,” he insisted. “Not so good at this yet. I don’t think I was built for combat. I’ve only been at this for a few months. I don’t remember ever seeing anything like this in Destiny City--is everyone really so oblivious, even with things like this?”