Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-26517142-20190505193400

While Despoina retreats to the safety of the trees, preparing her long ranged fire at anything that will pose as a threat, Cybele is free to pummel the life out of the constructs heading her way..and the first thing she launches are the bullets from her machine-gun, seed firing plants. The constructs crumple into exploded parts before they could even come close.

Cybele : (spots movement) SPELLCASTER, ON MY SIX !! AND 3 MORE AT MY 12!!

Meanwhule, the tag team Jeiel-Ran begins an assault upon Abiathar. The vampire blocked the advance of molten rock from Jeiel's element spells but cuts short when Ran leaps from her position and rockets her fist on his face. It connects to the cheek. Abiathar staggers backward...but flips and stays on his feet. He spits blood and wipes his lips.

"Why gang up on one defenseless soul?" Abiathar claimed as a ring of his blood red katanas emerged behind him and systematically went after Jeiel and Ran (who both incinerate the swords before they could reach for the throats using empowered elemental attacks) "Amen.. I say to you... the wicked will face judgement. The sinners will repent. And you both, with your ill-begotten existences... will face wrath incarnate."

Abiathar leaps to the air, takes hold of one katana.. and angles it to Jeiel and Ran. In an instant.. the red sky is filled with hundreds of katanas that all face towards the Earth..and rain upon Jeiel and Ran like a storm of blades.

Jeiel erects an earthen shield..but the protective spell was already eroding under the pressure of the hail of swords. He groaned as he struggled to keep the shield intact for him and Ran.

"It would seem we must resort to a more lethal tactic." Ran stated in an easy yet slightly-worried tone. Jeiel grits his teeth. "I was afraid of that. But let's hustle." He says..as his appearance changes under the passage of a green line... to a sky-blue skinned, white-haired form of himself.

"Time to duo queue this sonovagun, Circe." Jeiel chuckled in excitement. In the background, one can hear an internal cracking of knuckles from Circe. With pleasure, DANNA -SAMA.