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VOID --- Not actually rolling damage! My bad! sweatdrop

Altea seemed moderately dissatisfied that she did not have more allies to join her side, but she was not yet giving up hope.

“I am losing my patience. This is your last opportunity to join me,” she said lowly; her voice echoed to the Senshi before her.

Leto’s threat did not seem to sway her; almost gladly she promised the princess, “Your death is assured.”

There was no breath to choke from Altea; grabbing her neck was no different than grabbing her arm or her ankle. Leto succeeded in prying a handful of crystal from Altea’s shoulder but the queen gave no indication that it had caused her much pain. She growled and reached behind her, groping to get a good grip on Leto. Leto’s wings made her an easy target, and Altea’s increased size meant her hand was large enough to comfortably grab her back. She gripped tightly enough to squeeze the woman—and pried her from her back. She hurled her towards the ground with as much force as she could muster.

Acubens was next on her list, and while the cracks had begun to cover large portions of her body, she was not weak enough yet that the assault greatly damaged her. While Leto was hurled to the ground, Altea kicked Acubens across the room with enough force to send her flying towards the wall.

She eyed Kibirev and managed what looked to be a smile, but it was short lived.

She needed to stop the Dark Mirror Court.

With the Senshi off of her, she could see everyone. She could attack them.

Her eyes narrowed and a black aura swarmed around her for only a second before it seemed to disappear in the air—and then appear around everyone who had not joined her.

The black haze seemed to suffocate, for only a second, and then absorbed into them; in the flash of an eye, it was gone.

Replaced, instead, by mirror copies of each of her opponents.

Each doppelganger lingered in front of its target. Some of them spoke, trying to say something unnerving or break the mental fortitude of their target. They seemed to know their target’s mind, their weaknesses.

Anything you knew, they knew. And they were going to use it against you if they could.

Fortunately, the moment they attacked their target, they disappeared.

Sailor Hydrus
HP: 30/50
Action:

NOTE: Took zero damage from Avior's super magic, and using the BOOST for +5 to his roll~


What use did she have for them when she could simply create mimics of them. Hydrus stared at the doppleganger, hands folded in his sleeves. There was something sinister in the not!Hydrus' eyes and the grin on his face.

"What are you doing Hydrus? You know your future, your destiny... why don't you give up the ghost already. You can't win." Hydrus clenched his fists, feeling the tendons pop and shift in his hands. He watched as the other bared white teeth in a grin and spread crystalline hands.

"You couldn't be what your father wanted, you couldn't save your mother from her fate... you couldn't even save a woman who will never return the feelings you have for her..." Yellow eyes glinted with deviousness. "What was her name...? Ah yes..."

The other Hydrus stepped up close to him, face mere inches from Hydrus'.

"Mintaka."

The reaction was instantanous. Hydrus snapped, slamming his fist into the doppleganger in front of him. It exploded in his face but he took no damage from a barrier that flashed up.

He slammed his hand to the ground in the next beat, screaming the name of his attack and pouring whatever energy he had left into the one attack. The leviathan that slithered out from his hand roared and surged across the ground to sink it's fangs down onto Altea's calf.

Basic Senshi Mithra
HP: 35/50 (probably wrong)
Action: Using + 5 bonus for magic

Mithra had sustained enough damage to where it was really starting to hurt, but at this point it didn't matter. Altea seemed to be defeated quickly here. Though of course they could always get blindsided by something that they didn't expect and all die... but that was the chance they were taking. She felt a bit empowered and proud of her fellow senshi that almost all of them had decided joining someone who was clearly being possessed by something evil was a bad idea.

All except a few... she scowled a bit. Idiots. She thought as she continued trying to hurt the queen. If they were to live through all of this and those that had joined her decided that hey, the Dark Mirror might be better than someone who was going to turn them into crystals, she would make sure never, ever to trust them again. Perhaps that was another one of her flaws, once her trust in someone was lost it was very VERY difficult to get back. If anything she might just use her magic on them the next time they entered her sight. Perhaps after this battle when they were still weak?

Suddenly, "mirror" images started to pop up. And before Mithra could even think about it she sent a punch her mirror images way and it seemed to be destroyed instantly. Which meant these were barely a threat at all.

However, she had one target to focus on right now and made her way to Altea, sending out her fist. "Shrimp Punch!"

Basic, Sailor Logos
HP: 20/50
Action: +5 to magic!




Logos was shocked speechless to find that Altea had essentially cloned all of them. Her doppelganger looked exactly like her save for its crystalline nature. Altea did this. Altea wanted them all dead.

Altea would not be given the chance.

Logos knew she had to attack the Queen if she wanted the rest of the Court to survive. She ignored the clone and its rambling speech. Someone is so weak! Running away, running away! What's the matter, little girl? What are you afraid of? Out of your element! Out of your element!

It made no difference to Logos. She didn't expect to survive.

Cutting close to the Queen, Logos used her magic one last time.

Sailor Crocus
HP: 22/50
Action: +5 attack, plus +5 health from mirror shard

Crocus wanted to believe that the purple and blue Senshi would find a way to get out from under Altea's grasp. He had hoped his words to her might somehow break her out of her obsession with the Queen. But, he those prayers had gone un answered as she pledged herself to her crystal Queen. She had just turned against their entire court. It was shocking, really. Crocus didn't want to waste any more time on her though, surely if they could just take out Altea the girl would come back to her senses.

He had a moment to pull out his mirrorshade, it healed him enough that he could at least tolerate standing on his own. There was still a wince or two when he tried to put weight on his left leg, but he could manage for now, just a little longer until the fight was over. Altea was certainly looking worse for wear now. Though, he seemed to toss both Acubens and Leto away like they were just toys to her. At this point he was seriously concerned for the both of them.

He didn't have long to worry though, before the smoke filled up his lungs and he was staring at a mirror image of himself. Crocus pulled up his hands defensively, but the clone just crossed it's arms and looked at him mockingly.
"You just can't do anything right. What a disappointment you are, to everyone. You're not a good son. Not a good brother and a worse friend." The taunts went on, it was rather stunning. Hearing it outloud like that, he couldn't react to the swing that came at him. Thankfully Avior called out his magic and a wall appeared in front of him, the close shattered without causing any physical damage.

He didn't even have the guts to look over to Avior and thank him. That had shaken him up worse then Altea's previous attacks. The other hurt him physically, sure, but that one cut deep. It was time he got in and used his own magic. He stepped up to Altea, as close as he needed to for his magic to work, and called out his magic. "Saffron Hungry Call!" He hoped it would hurt her, he really did. Feel some pain.

*Crocus avoids damage thanks to Avior's Wall!!

Prince Remarque
HP: 50/100
Action: Using Bonus for +20!

Remarque knew he should have called out when Leto and Acubens charged at the queen, but realistically he knew he couldn’t have stopped them. They were hard headed, obstinate women and once they’d made their mind up on something there wasn’t really any talking them out of it.

So, he did his best to try and keep the Senshi around him safe. He grimaced when Leto and Acubens were hurled away from Altea, but if that was the power she was controlling, he couldn’t risk her unleashing that on any of the other Senshi.

He had reached for another crystal when suddenly, a monster stealing his face appeared before him.

It was an odd sensation; it was like looking at himself in the mirror, only something was wrong. He couldn’t put his finger on it—and he didn’t need to. The moment his doppelganger grinned, he knew what had to be done. The mimicry had just opened his mouth as if to say something, but there was a paranoia in the back of his mind that he couldn’t ignore.

Remarque didn’t want to hear what he had to say.

Remarque didn’t want to know what dark sorcery this creature could conjure to use against him.

Before the fake could speak, Remarque drew his hand back and slammed it into his own face.

He was met with scattered shards that flew everywhere and hissed when pain erupted from his hand. He shook it, swearing under his breath and trying to ignore the shards that still stuck out of it.

His left hand was his dominant hand, and now it was throbbing and bleeding. He picked up a crystal to throw but it went astray and probably wound up hurting him more than it hurt her.

He was stuck with just his magic, for now—and he was going to make it count. He summoned his magic and targeted her once more, watching as strings fell down and clutched her tightly.