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Camelot was here. Oenone and the Dark Mirror senshi had things under control with Mimisbrunnr. They were going to save her and be safe. Anabel and Snowball seemed to be stable and not too badly hurt, for the moment, and Ida, the Dark Mirror senshi, and Camelot seemed to have gotten the fight with Painite under control.

Hvergelmir was just crouching over to try and help Anabel when she felt herself hauled up and off her feet by arms that were much stronger than she was.

Being picked up and dragged backwards by the neck was a novel experience, and not a fun one. The arm around her throat was half-choking her, both from pressure and from the drag of her own weight as she was being pulled around; instinctively, Hvergelmir reached up to try and grapple with the General's arm binding her. Even weakened, Painite was stronger, though -- and her arm was gloved and clad everywhere Hvergelmir could reach, granting her no purchase with which to try and claw her way free.

"Just go!" she called to Oenone and the Dark Mirror senshi helping him with Mimisbrunnr, though not as loudly as she'd have liked. It was hard to breathe. "I'll be fine!"

If Hvergelmir had any real expectation of being fine, it wasn't because of any real certainty of her own ability to evade danger. No, it was the likelihood that, with this many knights and senshi about, someone would come to her rescue.

The only real weapon she had in her own arsenal was her knight magic. She was hesitant to use it while Oenone and Mimisbrunnr were still on the field, though -- and it was just as likely to piss Painite off as anything else. Right now, the General hadn't yet attempted to skewer Hvergelmir with her spear. The Cosmos knight wanted to keep it that way, at least long enough for her wounded friend to be carried out. She squirmed and struggled in Painite's grip, and tried to angle her face to bite Painite's arm, but held off on making any attempts to escape that were more serious than that. Better for Painite to be preoccupied with her than throwing spears at more people.

Maia had moved to intercept the youma and Athene had readied himself to move in after the red-haired eternal had cast her attack at it. The youma, as with pretty much all its brethren that Athene had had the misfortune to come across, was an ugly thing and he wondered to himself whether trying to go for the legs in an attempt to try and topple the thing over would be best whilst at the same time wishing that he'd thought to bring a stick with him back when he'd been over by the trees.

No point wishing, past is past he told himself as he watched Maia before tensing as another General-level aura arrived on the scene - that was until an accented German voice ordered the youma that he and Maia had been about to tackle away from them and told it to attack the huge Nega-Captain (Titan) that had just tossed the white-haired corrupt as if she was a match stick in the direction of the red and black clad Dark Mirror super senshi (Tantalus).

I know that voice. It sounds like Bischofite... He stared at the youmafied man. But Bischofite was most definitely human last time we crossed paths and I don't... His thoughts trailed off as the youmafied man, whoever or mayhaps more accurately whatever it was stalked towards the red-haired General.

He found himself puzzling over the youmafied man with the General-strength, even as Maia's voice snagged his attention back, nodding in her agreement of her assessment of the goings on at the fountain. All this chaos standing against chaos was making his head hurt and harder to track who it was he was supposed to be standing against. There was also the thought that for a purification attempt, it felt like a mess and he hoped fervently that Pasiphae and the Corrupted Eternal with her managed to make it towards where they needed to be.

Athene didn't immediately follow after Maia, but had instead tried to pick a target to try and trap, his intention being to try and at least temporarily incapacitate one of the Negas by the fountain and even things up on their side. Whatever his side was supposed to be - which to his mind was pretty much trying to keep those at the fountain from following after Pasiphae and the Corrupted Eternal with her.

He hadn't decided on an attempted target however until the huge Nega-Captain looked like he was attempting to shove the youma in Maia's direction. Narrowing his eyes Athene clenched his right hand into his fist and raised his left hand as he called out "Blue beads of Nazar – intenstated!" intending to send the beads that formed in the direction of what had to be the largest Nega-Captain he had ever come across, however there were so many people in that vicinity that it didn't quite happen that way. Although at least the beads were moving in the general direction of those by the fountain.

Attack launched Athene moved to catch up with Maia, intending to try and act as backup - especially as Camelot had left and moved towards some sort of clash near some tall trees.





((Liryn and Falias posts should hopefully come later today))

"...What are you do- No! PUT ME DOWN!" Azurite shrieked as she was spun her hands shooting out to hold down (up?) her skirt. This was not happening. Not on top of all this stupidity. The white haired corrupt let out a scream as the Captain let go of her leg, sending her flying and crashing head first into Tantalus. "s**t!" She hissed in pain. That was it. ******** this s**t. Never again. Ever.

Growling, she rather forcefully disentangled herself from Tantalus and stood. She was so done with this. "Azurite Sphere Ripple" The corrupt growled, snapping her fingers at the Dark Mirror, not noticing the fluffy black mass of fur that had gotten caught in the tangle of limbs. The senshi didn't look back as left them and stalked over towards Buddingtonite and Bischofite








Fangite just grinned when the Eternal snapped back at him. "Really? Becaue you look like an over-sized tabby to me. Remind me of my cat back home. Are you suuuuuuuuuuure you're a tiger??" Fangite then rushed at her himself, one fist raised, the other open to catch hers. Hopefully.



Alex felt the chill run down his spine before she even said anything. He stiffened, his eyes sliding over in her direction before yelping loudly as she sucker punched him right in the stomach.

Clearly he was off to a fabulous start.

Alexandria whined, as he clutched his stomach. "...I guess it's too late to say I don't want any trouble???"

“I’ve met a few before.” Aludra had time to answer Hugbell as she dodged around behind the youma, her eyes going wide, impressed by the bear that had just been created. Not that she was sure what it would do, maybe would explode and cause some damage? Nope, as Liryn soon proved when he ran straight into the thing.

Darting in over, she took a defensive stance behind the cat, ready to scoop him up if the youma looked like it was going to charge.

“Be careful Massalia!” The chibi had taken the leap onto the youma and she was proud of him. She couldn’t seem to bring herself to get any close to actually hit or kick it herself.

“I’m going to find a weapon!” She announced to the group, before darting away back towards the tree, hoping to find a sturdy stick.

The giant egg made a clumsy splash into the fountain water, leaving a perfect egg yolk floating on the surface. If Megrez had the time to do so, she would have felt relieved by the fact that her eggs disappeared after a time and no one would have to ask about the egg yolk in the fountain. Of course, she did not have time to contemplate such a thing, as Mica had just grabbed her arm, causing her to stumble forward right into the fountain with an ungainly splash. She pulled her head out of the water, sputtered, and uttered some half-incoherent curses under her breath. Though it was yet another risky move, Megrez flailed a fist towards Mica, her aim rendered a bit off by the distraction of the water she was blinking out of her eyes. She was probably going to miss, but hey, a try would be better than nothing.

Seeing Painite thrown by her attack was intensely satisfying, despite the nagging fear that her magic had lost some of its power since the glow had appeared. If it could still do this, then it was good enough. The point blank range was problematic though, one she rarely had to deal with since she usually attacked from farther away... and the explosion hit her too, shoving the eternal until she stumbled backwards, her hands thrown up to protect her face.

Hearing raised voiced, Ida looked up just in time to see a familiar knight club the general with his shield and send her crashing to the ground.

"Camelot! Thanks." She called. When the woman didn't move, Ida turned her attention to the group she had been protecting, glad that the page had begun the flight to the hospital that could very well save her life. There was nothing she could do for her now but hope and pray.

It was a bad idea to take her eyes off her opponent though, because before she realized what was happening, there was a sudden pull and energy burst from the eternal as though leaping free of her skin. Ida cried out as she felt Painite drain her and in the back of her mind she had a moment to wonder... was this what it was like to be drained? She'd never felt it before... and Painite must have been desperate, because she pulled so much of it... Ida struggled to hold onto her henshin as exhaustion bit at her, unresisting when Painite grabbed her and threw her into Camelot's arms. She stumbled and nearly fell, gripping Camelot's shirt as she struggled to get her feet under her.

Through a haze, Ida saw the general disappear and her eyes widened, struggling to see where she had gone. It was never a good thing when Painite teleported... and now was no exception. Terror gripped Ida as she shoved herself away from the Royal Knight, falling to her knees without her support.

"Hver!" She gasped out, struggling to get back onto her feet. Dang it, Painite! If I thought it would satisfy you and keep everyone safe, I'd let you kill me... this has to end! Desperation bit at the eternal, mixed with a sense of helplessness.

Zircon's head felt like it was going to explode.

There had been a scuffle, and a Lieutenant too willing to die. Serpentine. Thraen and his damned flowers. Zircon had known better to breathe in the sweet scent, but when she'd turned to warn Galena of its dangers she took in enough of the heady perfume to make her eyes droop. Her sharp pang of panic was enough to pull herself out of the immediate fray, but a moment later, she'd felt vines around her ankles, and suddenly the pavement of the little path park was rushing for her.

It was panic that woke the Captain, and despite the pain in her forehead she sprung from her fallen position on the ground, grabbing at her wrists and then her throat. Something had to be missing, something had to be broken; Thraen was not the sort to leave her whole after she'd been so vulnerable. But whole she was, and as the realization dawned on her she began to touch her face in confusion. How was she not dead? A quick touch of her forehead found the knot from when she'd collapsed on the pathway, but otherwise she was alive and well.

There wasn't much time to contemplate her apparent luck, not with the uproar of energies towards the center of the battle. Zircon turned just in time to feel the blinding sensation of Vespa's purification, and just as quickly jerked her head away, wrinkling her nose in distaste. The distant light washed over her senses, unwelcome and unwanted, the slimy clean sensation enough to make her grit her teeth. They had failed in their operation, then, let another traitor slip through. Let the senshi be blinded by his mewling ignorance, she thought bitterly, calling her weapon back to her hand. He can die just as easily as a member of the White Moon, where he belongs.

First, though, she needed to secure her allies, especially if Mica chose to call in a full-on assault on the fountain of light before them. Zircon couldn't find the lieutenant from before, but she did cast her eyes on Serpentine, covered in familiar-looking tar and still engaged with Thraen. Her first instinct was, of course, to run again, but Serpentine seemed to be losing hold, and there was no one else to help.

She exhaled, gathering her courage, then raced for the spat.

The two were far too entangled for Zircon to risk throwing her weapon, but even in-hand it made for a suitable blunt device. Glancing around, she locked eyes with a youma that looked roughly like a constrictor-sized centipede, and with a sharp flick of her wrist motioned towards the pair. "Bind the senshi," she snapped, pointing towards Thraen. Cautious to the blooms just beginning to wilt under their feet, Zircon sprinted around to what she could perceive as being 'behind' the senshi of gardens, and after a moment's hesitation, rushed in, her boomerang held high like a tomahawk poised for the back of his blooming head.

Just one hit and he'll be down, just one hit, he'll never see you...