ZARATHUSTRA: Side swipe slap HIT! HALO: Cheek Thrown back across the woodwork Knockdown!
Meanwhile, Elegy sprinted for Remedy’s portion of the hall as she collapsed face first. And Melodi dashing for Elegy’s. Round and round, like hands on a clock face before...
SIZZLE!
Zarathustra raised the walls again. But you know what; the EM fields were faltering somewhat. As if something was messing with their magnetism; unbalancing them. ZARATHUSTRA: Brute battering barrage Downward hack Overhead blast Bowling whack COVER! ESUNA: Protecting her face with her blades
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
A whimpering blitzblade tucking her legs in. Crunching her arms together. Shutting her eyes. The world a scary blaze of sparks and splinters. But that fuzz wall behind her was feeling decidedly.. spoony? The fields drop. Elegy racing into Remedy’s portion of the hall. Melodi scampering into the one behind. Zarathustra frustratedly raising them again.
He sneered a little. Not that you could see under that gimpy latex, zipper and mask of splintered sword tips. Yes man-gott, you feel that ethery gap in your gravity, magnetics and maths? It’s called the Holy Judgement. Halo standing next to him with mirroring sneer and an unzipped buzzjack in an open palm. Tick, tick, tick, tick... And what comes after that, metal mickey?
BOOM! HIT! ZARATHUSTRA: Face HALO: Arm Drops to a knee Thrown into the fuzzfield Dazed, singed and confused Shaking a bloody hand Not enough fingers left to flash a blade And all the fields drop
Psytopia: Adagio 3
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