Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-26517142-20190427120301

The moment the new wave emerged, Jeiel knew that there was something about to land a huge smack on his face. He and Ran were still fighting when the group came crashing through the trees.

One of the metal turtles slam at an unprepared Jeiel and sends him sailing into the trees - burying his back into a tree trunk. He gags as his spine is mired into pain.

Ran grabs Jeiel by the collar - right before they leap out of the way and a swarm of constructs ravage the area. "Tis seemed unprecedented." Ran told the man. Jeiel snickers. "Of course. Everything in a fight is unprecedented."

"Shall we reconvene for a better plan?" Jeiel suggests.

".... we must."

Cybele spots the coming constructs and with a sudden wave of hands gestures the growth to pin the turtle construct down. "Take it out NOW!!" she yells at the others. "I'm STRAINING TOO MUCH ON ALL OF THIS !!!"

Much to Cybele's worries, she is already in thin ice. She was creating machine-gun plants, forcing out vine after vine... and now the growth was being accelerated into stopping some of the major waves of constructs.

And on Jeiel's end.. his amethyst crystal, strung on a necklace.. began to blink repeatedly.

"SH*T!" Jeiel yells. "Ran, we HAVE TO GO BACK NOW !!!"