Setsuna

Watching the girl trip over her own feet as she ran through the trees. She was darting between trees and shadows that layered the grounds with what little light there was left on the ground. When it started raining, she would watch as the girl slipped and slid everywhere. Wondering the moonlight making sure there was no one following them as this girl was having issues traveling through these lands. After a bit of wondering and multitasking, she finds no one following them. The girl would eventually get into a safe zoned area, that is where she would make her leave. Three monsters and co

Staring down at the blond haired girl that fell backwards into the mud from the altercation. That foot of hers was stuck. Pulling her hand slowly from the hilt of her blade, this girl had a green icon. By the looks of it there was not much in the way of fighting from her. Reaching down, grabbing her arm and yonking the girl out of the mud and standing on her own two feet again. This female didn’t look like a threat. “This area is crawling with thugs like those, you should get out of here while you can.” Setsuna held a straight face while giving this piece of advice. She rather not play babysit

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN, Battle Healing +50 HP Being rained on by chocolate milk, she was just outright glaring at the sky. Great, she would wonder how this would affect her attacks or if it even would. Speeding through the grounds at the same pace as always, that weapon of hers is in and out slicing through the target before any one could truly see her. Hiding behind a pile of something, it smelled a lot like cotton candy but without tasting it she couldn’t be sure. She was not sure if she could trust putting anything from this floor in her mouth. The reason beh

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN, Battle Healing +50 HP, Fixed EN {-20 EN} & Hatred Seeing the thing try to attack her team, things were about to get very back for this creature. Rushing toward the things back, that blade would come out so fast that no one could even see it. As soon as she cuts clean through the sticky monster she would vanish. From behind a small candied building she would peak around. The creature looked like it was freezing from the inside out and instead of reforming like it normally would, you could see the icy cut sizzle against the frame before

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN The moment the large thing lands she would already be rushing toward it. She was barely seen by her team, maybe a slight gleam from her weapon as it strikes hard and fast. They could feel the chilling mist down their spines as she passed by in almost a flash. It would be clear that the creature couldn’t see her because the minute she would hit, make connection, vanish out of sight, it would look around completely confused at what was going on. Hiding behind the large typhoon of winds that Gaius had made, stalking her prey, getting ready to

Finally she was able to sit down. Up all night exploring the underground caverns of floor one. There has been more activity and she was trying to figure out why. Either more players were coming out and being rolled into a trap that involved the Pker’s or they were killing the innocents again. Either way it was a problem that she had to take care of. Sitting on a roof top in the morning breezed light. Cleaning her blade with a cloth, taking out a sharpening stone as she didn’t want her weapon to get dull. After a few minutes of slight relaxation her HUB goes off. A soft breath as she check

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN, Battle Healing +49 HP Like a scalpel the girl roars from the air, apparating like a ghost from a trail of cold mist. That blade of hers held tightly in her right hand, and a single tear of the blade from its scabbard leaves this finite cyan line drawn through the air. Grinding to a halt, her feet dig in and slow her down, taking a couple steps once the momentum was broken. “Mortal Erasure.” The girl quips beneath belated breath, fighting back bouts of her own exhaustion. The blade is shoved back in its saya, and the moment it clicks close

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN, Battle Healing +49 HP The arrow shot by Sam whizzes past near inches from her head, and collides with her opponent who hesitantly tries to block the shot. When they tried the venom just spread down their arms and traveled down to their entire frame. All of their healths were looking pretty rough but her target was the big seahorse looking thing. Ripping through the air, upon connection with the boss it freezes solid. All that could be seen was the trail of icy mist. Leaning low on the other side of a sponge cake maybe. This place smelled

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN, Battle Healing +49 HP The moment those two creatures burst, she would already be halfway to the boss. Leaving a trail of icy mist behind her as her kanana was in and out of the sheath so fast before her frame could even be seen by another. Leaning low behind a tree that felt like it was made of a cakey cushion. She would just blink a few times and glance up, this was such a weird floor. It smelt like syrup collided with the cookie monster and exploded into something that one could only dream of seeing. She did not get this floor at all, s

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring Shiina +4 EN, Adjusted HP for OH {Setsuna} The floor confused her. She had yet to explore this area and it was nothing but food, snacks, and treats. The creatures that this floor had to offer were ridiculous looking. Maybe in another lifetime she would enjoy something like this but it was all lost by a single day. Her eyes would lock with the larger enemy, a cake of all things. As she darts into view with a clean slice, it would start to look like the ooze between the layers was freezing. She would vanish into the marshmallow bush and wait. The cake was

Sitting on a branch of a tree behind the guild hall sharpening her katana so that it would be ready for the next battle. She had hardly gotten any sleep because she was hunting most of the night trying to keep the PKer’s in check. As of late they had become more troublesome and it was getting rather annoying to say the least. A ping on her HUD brings her attention elsewhere. It was from Raidou asking for assistance on the guild quests again. Sending a quick message back saying -I’m in-. Swiping the screen away, putting her blade in the sheath before hopping down and heading inside the building

A cool breeze permeates the spaces around, as a katana slowly returns itself to its scabbard. The water that sat around the area had taken to freezing solid into polished but obfuscated sheets of ice. The screams of troublesome players that had taken the life of others, fill the air through constant downpour that could chill bone. They had thought themselves above such fear, that they were the thing to be feared. But instead in these moments of weakness despite their faux strength, plead like helpless children to the dark to have it spare their worthless lives. Those tongues find little in the

Standard Recovery +2 EN, Battle Healing +41 HP, Hyperactive +3 EN, Hyperactive Duration [2/3] Another rending bullet tears into existence. Setsuna apparates like escaping a portable hole, popping into existence with the fogs of floor 4 as her concealment. The muddied cold upon magma finding a weird relationship as one chills down one to be heated by another, causing chaotic fixtures of oddly shaped chunks of stone as they'd melt and reform ad nauseum. A brutal rip of her katana would play the part of razor and scalpel, carving clean through the fissured stone and causing its remaining bar

Standard Recovery +2 EN, Battle Healing +41 HP, Hyperactive +3 EN, Hyperactive Duration [1/3] With the moment to strike finally raring up and ready to go, Setsuna operates on the back end of Nisahime's explosion. Using the light as a blind, the girl flickers into existence and lands solid. Her handle hovered, she grits her teeth and murmurs a spoken word to her blade too low to make out. Yet the system acknowledges her intention, causing her eyes to become ripe and rich with her signature color as a high potency skill drains a fair chunk of her stamina bar. With a large portion torn back,

*Corrected HP from last attack {Setsunin-To} Standard Recovery +2 EN, Battle Healing +41 HP Tearing into existence like a specter, the fog that permeated this super heated floor would gather and form her frame. Like a cloud that turns into a person. Setsuna maintains the momentum of her forming and fires off another sword art without a moment of hesitation, rending that thin line of potent power through the air once again. Through an upper shoulder and across the wing it looms, and with her weapon sheathed a rip would sheer clean at the bat of an eye. The wing falls to the ground limply