[EV-F29-PP] All hands on Deck | [ EV | F1-F29 ] Fatal Error - Act 1

[Raidou 1]

The screaming and crying of various individuals blind through the city as multiple entities continue on repeat to sheer their way through various barricades. The swordsman in red joined the throws of combat beating back the overwhelming forces while turning to the rest of his team, "Cover that gate!" He'd bark with an amount of volume that wouldn't be his norm. This was a drastic situation that called for all hands on deck, the city being reduced to cinders as this glass form beasts kept aiming for the lines that would supply the frontlines. Their motives remained a bit beyond his purview, yet the severity of the situation would call him to action regardless. Another string breach the barricades and cut down three soldiers holed up near a nearby tavern, destroying part of the complex in the process. A grit of his teeth, he'd jam his open hand through its chest causing his hand to be carved to pieces.

[Setsuna 0]

Ripping past the held fast line, the silver haired creature in the mist would see even more of the creatures clipped to tiny pieces of shrapnel. Glass shards turned ice would explode out like powdered snow. A turn on her heel, the girl rips up the flat of wood that had fallen. Pressing it hard against the others, she'd turn her blade and give one solid swipe. The thing would start to freeze over, creeping ice working to form what was essentially a temporary blood clot to prevent the bleeding. A rending blade finds itself back into her scabbard, allowing her the freedom to clasp at its top and heaving herself up and over the wall in one fell motion. "Get down!" The girl screamed as one of the guards are decapitated by a flying battleaxe.

This was absolute chaos but there wasn't any hesitation amongst their group. They were trained for this.

[Shiina 0]

Watching on as a dude gets completely brained by a hatchet, Shiina cannot help but tilt her head. "Rough dude, I don't think I can heal that." She'd then turn her attentions to Raidou, placing both of her hands on his mangled digits. A flash of green light would see it mended good as new. The cry of her voice would begin to bolster the ranks, watching the various guardsman take to renewed vigor and vitality. There was the taste of exhaustion conveyed over the field as a whole, players and npcs a like were pushed to their very limits. That voice of hers carried for quite a distance, finding its way over the constant drowning horrors of the battlefield. Burning buildings, and bodies a plenty. The scene was a nightmare made real, but even still she held that same chipper demeanor she always wore. The echoing anthem would provide them all the much needed strength to carry on.

[Griswold 0]

Beating his mallet against barricades, the iron nails driven into a panel that was since frozen closed to make a more permanent repair. "How much longer?" The smith would ask of the captain. A huff as he'd man handle another piece of complex into place, having to pay a glass knight an honest headbutt that makes his teeth grind together. It wasn't nearly as effective as a weapon but it did a fair enough job stunning his aggressor. The thing clatters to the floor before being ended rightly by the guardsman that surrounded him, jabbing it with spears and swords drawn. Shoving the panel in place with his massive shoulder, he'd pull at various rope and pull it tight. Binding it around standing columns, the thing sits pretty into the hole. A grunt, as he'd push two nails into his mouth and take a third in hand. A couple hammer blows starts to drive in the first.

[Raidou 1]

Raidou turns to Griswold wishing that he could give the smith an answer. "I dont rightly know but we cannot afford to let these things to reach the warp gate. Its clearly their target." The proof being how they would tear through the walls and ignore everyone inside, sometimes even rushing through on all fours like wild beasts. Given how ruthless and unconcerned about their own bodies they were, it would appear they were some facsimile of a greater entity. A commander of the npc forces would break into their conversation, drawing Raidou's attention. "They are gaining strength on the north side, the gate is about to fall. We will hold out here if you can offer aid."

The swordsman in red adjusts his lenses, and glances back to his team. "Hold out here, I will be back. Protect my men with your life, and they will offer you the same." Clapping twice on the soldiers shoulder, the man triggers the pendant on his neck.

[Setsuna 0]

Offering Raidou a nod of acknowledgement, Setsuna's only main goal was to directly deny the very thing these things were seeking. Sometimes there were casualty in battle, but denial of an enemies goals would always win a war. This was no truer here nor in Ladonia moments prior, there was always some overarching risk to these sort of things. Tightening her grip around the handle of her katana, she'd disappear in a puff of smoke. Her enemy were numerous but foolish, so using wits would be the hardest counter to their brash behavior. 

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