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Deoxys would find that she had somehow snaked her way out of his very own grasp without him noticing, and Saber's blade would hit air as the fog, its radius covering a small portion of the room but still large enough to be able to get lost in, possibly due to implied effects if the last mist the group had encountered was anything to go by. Within the fog, her voice echoed throughout, indicating that she was still... somewhere.
"Mon dieu... I would have liked to save that for later, but you've forced my hand," LUPO's voice spoke, footsteps echoing throughout. Taking a more tactical approach compared to say, HUNK and BELTWAY, LUPO would keep hidden, knowing that she couldn't take on all these foes by herself. Not at the same time. That said, she'd move around, unseen by the naked eye, the only other indication of her sound beside faint footsteps being the loud banging of machine gun fire that she'd pour out, bullets zipping past and right towards the likes of Deoxys, Saber, and Madoka!
Saber had been in the heart of the fog. The pure malevolence seeping into her, sucking away and bring her down to mundane.
Up to the point that the bullets were all suddenly redirected to the ceiling, before the flick of the sword dispersed the cloud around her.
Her armor had vanished, save for the visor over her eyes. Her sword gleamed with the promise of bloodshed and she had enough.
"You're using Despair? Against me?!"
She stomped down into the ground, going for a flying leap for LUPO as she brought the blade and her speed down in a move more fit for Berserker than Saber as she joined Mason.
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Up to the point that the bullets were all suddenly redirected to the ceiling, before the flick of the sword dispersed the cloud around her.
Her armor had vanished, save for the visor over her eyes. Her sword gleamed with the promise of bloodshed and she had enough.
"You're using Despair? Against me?!"
She stomped down into the ground, going for a flying leap for LUPO as she brought the blade and her speed down in a move more fit for Berserker than Saber as she joined Mason.
@Verite @Crow @Klutzy Ninja Kitty @york
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BANG BANG!
With relative ease, HUNK managed to shoot the Black Keys out of the air, like fish in a barrel. While it did manage to slow him down for a brief moment, the soldier continued pressing forward towards his two opponents. There was no doubt that he was beyond human, despite what one would have believed before. The accuracy, the will, the tenacity. He was truly like a hunter in the wild, and he was hungry for some game.
However, he'd have to play it smart. Even the hunter knew that he was up against other hunters. Prey was simply defined as a hunter who had become hunted, after all. In other words, while he was superhuman, so was just about everyone else. His abilities were simply tools. The real determining point of the battle was his instinct. And he lived for the hunt.
The death cannot die, after all. And he was the reaper.
Skidding to a halt when Lucifer would leap back into action, HUNK would proceed to attempt to circle around Lucifer, briefly holstering one of his SMGs, exchanging them for two small grenades (resembling M67s) that he'd produce from his belt, before plucking off the pins with his fingers and tossing them straight at the dhampir, one rolling over in his general direction while the other rolling to his side. In practically the blink of an eye, HUNK would draw his other SMG again, attempting to anticipate which direction Lucifer would take to evade the explosives...
Lucifer chose forward, and he wouldn't be alone as he kicked back the grenade in the direction of HUNK's facemask.
Between shooting him and a grenade in the face, he had an idea what HUNK would choose, which would mean-.
Between shooting him and a grenade in the face, he had an idea what HUNK would choose, which would mean-.
Meanwhile, Corrin would rush to Lucifer and HUNK. She transformed back into a human, and drew her sword. She then attempted to stab HUNK, aiming for the heart. However, an abdomen hit would work just as well. She nodded at Lucifer as she did so.
"CORRIN, NO!"
Not good. Not good! Scant seconds to act, between a rock and a hard place so they said.
Not good. Not good! Scant seconds to act, between a rock and a hard place so they said.
Toboe would charge at HUNK after Corrin and Lucifer would attack the Umbrella soldier. He wouled aim for his neck and shoulder, moving to bite into him!
At least he was bought a little time.
And then there was no time at all. So he did the only thing he could do, putting on every burst of speed he could muster, born of desperation and fear.
And rushing close, adrenaline ignoring whatever random shots might have hit, he moved to snatch the grenade away and tumble as fast as he could from them, trying his best to throw it while knowing it was far too late.
And then it was.
There was a flash of light and heat, a brief burst of pain as shrapnel sliced into his face. His ears rang and his hand...His hand.
He stared on with the detachment of a person in a daze, knowing what had happened, the rest of his mind not quite caught up. His right hand was gone. Blown up, a cauterized stump the only thing left. Without his powers, he'd be going into shock soon. Regeneration was impossible.
The room swam in his vision.
But this wasn't over. There was still a job to do. So long as he could focus on that, then he'd be alright.
For about five minutes, give or take. Generously at that, his mind supplied helpfully. Lucifer snarled and spun around.
They needed him.
And it would take more then the loss of a hand and his abilities to keep him down, as he activated a single black key, holding it reverse style as he rushed back in. Pain was good, pain was weakness leaving the body.
Oh wait, that was just blood. Whatever. All he knew right now, was that HUNK was threatening to kill some very, important people close to him.
And that seemed as good a reason as any, to fight for their sake.
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And then there was no time at all. So he did the only thing he could do, putting on every burst of speed he could muster, born of desperation and fear.
And rushing close, adrenaline ignoring whatever random shots might have hit, he moved to snatch the grenade away and tumble as fast as he could from them, trying his best to throw it while knowing it was far too late.
And then it was.
There was a flash of light and heat, a brief burst of pain as shrapnel sliced into his face. His ears rang and his hand...His hand.
He stared on with the detachment of a person in a daze, knowing what had happened, the rest of his mind not quite caught up. His right hand was gone. Blown up, a cauterized stump the only thing left. Without his powers, he'd be going into shock soon. Regeneration was impossible.
The room swam in his vision.
But this wasn't over. There was still a job to do. So long as he could focus on that, then he'd be alright.
For about five minutes, give or take. Generously at that, his mind supplied helpfully. Lucifer snarled and spun around.
They needed him.
And it would take more then the loss of a hand and his abilities to keep him down, as he activated a single black key, holding it reverse style as he rushed back in. Pain was good, pain was weakness leaving the body.
Oh wait, that was just blood. Whatever. All he knew right now, was that HUNK was threatening to kill some very, important people close to him.
And that seemed as good a reason as any, to fight for their sake.
@Verite @Minerva @Takumi
@Gummi Bunnies @Nater Taters @Crimson Spartan @Mason Moretti @darnerdemons @Klutzy Ninja Kitty @LuckycoolHawk9 @Yun Lee @Takumi @Hospes @Sen @Everyone