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Namielle - Guardian Cat

All clawed out and exhausted from shooting her little laser, it was safe to say that Namielle was spent and in the instant that the area lit up around her with senshi magic, she hauled herself into the dome and promptly slumped at the feet of the Dark Mirror.

There was little she could do against the rain of splinters and given she had definitely used up all her strength firing her laser at fog beasts, she no longer had the ability to do so now.

"I think I'm just going to...rest now," she admitted in a small, tired voice. "Keep going, you got this," she added, to no one in particular.

Corrupt Eternal Kamacite | Roll 3

Kamacite was surprised when the General handed him his dagger, even if he belittled his attempt at not blinding everyone in range but still making an attempt to help. He half expected the General to use his dagger to try and kill him, or maim him enough to be used for bait.

“Thank you,” Kamacite lowered his head in appreciation as he took the dagger, gripping tightly to the hilt. He’d been trained to use one, but that seemed like a lifetime ago.

It was difficult to try and ignore the pain that radiated through his body, but he knew they had to do something about this monster if they had any chance at getting out.

He rushed forward to take a swing at one of the monster’s arms, but the monster was in the process of winding up to attack them in return. Outstretched talons raked across the biting cold air, catching Kamacite’s already injured left arm and shoulder. His close proximity to the creature meant that the shockwave was enough to knock him backwards. Kamacite crumpled on the ground where he landed, doing what he could to bite back a scream from the pain.

Sailor Alsafi - Basic - 4+8+ ...9!

Oh! OH! They were freaking the SCP out and it didn't like it! The senshi positively lit up, perking just a littlee bit. Maybe she could do more damage? Yes. Yaaaas. The senshi beamed, and them moved, looking around before picking up a dense, heavy branch, and....

She hit the monster with it. No it wasn't smart -- Alsafi tool shrapnel from the broken ytree, but she was beginning to feel bolder, and she basred teeth, hissinh surprisingly[/i[ well before slamming the branch down.

"Just die already!" She snapped. "Just DIE!"

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Dummy is still open to meet others

Sailor Monoceros [Roll 3] | 2

Monoceros shivered as he finally noticed the fog encircling them like some kind of horrific arena, trapping them with the horrid monster. Even if he'd wanted to attempt to flee this early, it seemed to be quite impossible.

The monster roared and knocked over a tree, and Monoceros was forced to duck to avoid the splinters flying through the air. This just had not been his day. His week. His... month? They'd been here for so long, he couldn't tell time anymore.

Getting desperate, he stood up abruptly and flung more quills again, eyes wildly looking all over the place as he prayed he didn't inflict any collateral damage. He didn't think he did any, but considering the monster hardly reacted to his efforts, it probably didn't matter.

At least there were plenty of other people there to help. He took a deep breath to steady himself again. Focus. He could do it. Every little bit helped. Even if it didn't seem to be much. Really, he didn't know how much damage he was actually doing, after all.

The main goal was to get them out, and he was determined to help. That was his job, after all. Sailor Monoceros, big helper guy.

In the back of his mind, he worried about Elsa, and hoped that the Chaos Senshi would make it out alive. He'd been kind to Monoceros, despite being on the side of evil. Another part of the back of his mind couldn't help but compare this feeling inside him to when he was a child, realizing that plenty of the people of the Fire Nation were simply good people led by a tyrant and didn't know any better. He wondered if Elsa could be persuaded to leave them, then.

It wasn't a thing to worry about now, though. Not when so many lives were in imminent danger.

Realta | 4 Roll 3


....did she hear that right? Someone thought this thing was friendly? Or could be? The current behaviour of the creature made her highly doubt this, or at the very least, gave her little reason to back down for the moment. Even if it was the case of a beast reacting to being cornered, if one wished to argue that point, it'd first kidnapped some of their own, terrorized the lot of them...

Realta snorted, focusing her energy into a beam of light from the star on her forehead at the slashing, flailing creature. Even if she'd no interest in killing it, they needed to at least restrain it and keep it from attacking them further. Then if the creature could be dealt with in any other way, they could figure it out.

Corrupt Rigel of the Eldritch | 8 Roll 3


Rigel winced as he saw Seraphinite get caught by the creature's swipe at one point. Oof. That was going to leave a bruise. The senshi lingered mostly away from the conflict, still observing, still marveling. Even with all the attacks it was suffering--magical, physical--it still stood so strong and proud.

Really, what he wouldn't do for his camera right about then...

But, he was aware that Jet was also out there somewhere, and Rigel wasn't entirely keen on getting any lectures later from either the General, or his Captain, so even as the slashes sent out shockwaves that had Rigel laughing in the wind they caused, he took moments between the waves to throw rocks and other larger debris.

One even managed to rattle around the creature's antlers which made him whoot in triumph, as if he'd scored a goal.

Palatine, Squire of Venus | Not attacking

Palatine shrugged. She felt useless not attacking, but there was too much commotion for her to do so safely, and she did feel bad for Oberon even if she didn’t entirely agree with him. No, she didn’t know what this creature was or why it brought them all here; maybe Oberon was right and it needed them for something, but it didn’t matter now. None of them could afford to remain here any longer, especially now that the creature was going berserk.

She stepped back with Sessrumnir, placing themselves out of range, watching to make sure the creature did not draw closer or do too much damage to their allies. At least she could heal the ones that needed it in the aftermath, even if she couldn’t do much for the time being.

“Maybe it didn’t kill anyone before, but it sure looks like it’s trying to now,” Palatine observed.

It was dangerous, whether Oberon wanted to believe so or not. Palatine couldn’t blame the others for wanting to kill it. That seemed to be the only way any of them were going to make it out of here. Palatine’s sense of self-preservation won out over her curiosity.

Super Sailor Nephthys: 9+9+3
Prompt 3

Seeing as the beast had become enraged, that was the only way she could describe it, the senshi of vampire's jumped back in order to avoid it's swinging hands as it's talons ripped into trees and sent splinters into the air. She wasn't into the idea of those claws tearing into her - not one bit. She could do without those injuries...that would be impossible to explain to her family.

So she did get back in order to avoid the beast, just missing a clawed hand, she felt the splinters from a near by tree sting as they buzzed across her skin and drew blood. Stumbling on her feet from another near miss with it's swinging claws she felt tje air move and with such force it pushed her back, stumbling, and she lost her balance and landed on her a**. This was not going to well...but they had to win and get out of here!