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*CLANG!*With zero regards for strategy, I rushed towards my opponent like a raging bull. The Firebrand clashed with the woman's halberd with a resounding clang, her face still colored by anger and confusion as I kept up the pressure.*CLANG! CLANG!*Two more strikes. Twice blocked, but it didn't deter me from pressing the attack. The Prime was clearly getting annoyed now, if the look on her face was any indication."Enough!"*SLAM! CRACK!*I quickly jumped back as she managed to slam her halberd down on the ground. Spikes made of gemstones immediately followed her movement, skewering the air that I was once at before more erupted towards me.Sprinting around the Prime, I felt Livia assume her stance from my mind's eye as I outran the
Come on, Crimson. Think about this!*CLANG! CLANG!*Letting my instincts take over for a while, I felt myself detach from the fight before me as my brain ran in hyper mode. Well, as fast as it could possibly go with the lack of sleep and constant pain, that is.*SLAM! CRACK!*Okay... I'm still able to dodge the sudden spikes, at least. Garnet's halberd and fighting style still felt familiar enough that I can run on auto-pilot, but her strength had clearly been taken up a notch despite my own strength not being that weak anymore....*CLANG! CLANG!*My two-handed style can't cut through. She seemed to be reading my movements fairly well. Her halberd's reach prevents me from fighting at mid-range, and her control of her element makes it dangerous to stay at close ra
For a brief moment, I saw stars and lights light up in my eyes. A burning sensation in my sides only exacerbated the situation, my ribs creaking with each breath that I took.That, and the numerous shards piercing my body was starting to register in my head as I came to."Had enough, Crimson?"With a groan, I blinked the confusion out of my eyes, the pain searing through my very being ignored by the pressing concern of actually losing. I found myself looking up to my adversary, her halberd dangerously pointed at me as she stood at attention.Well, that wouldn't do, now did it?Forcing my body to move, I vaulted on top of my staff once more, my entire upper body straining at the effort that I think I actually screamed in pain a little bit."Oh no, you don't!"
As soon as the dome made of solid gems rose from the ground, Arya knew that something bad was going to happen.Already, despite their best efforts, the onslaught of enemies never seemed to abate as more and more Numerators began flooding from the front gate. Slowly but surely, the weak and puny Decimals were replaced with semi-competent Addends and Subtrahends that actually knew what they were doing. From coordinated attacks to passable sneak hits, the former Prime was hard-pressed to keep her composure even as her arsenal grew with each body that she and Olivia felled."You doing okay there, Olivia?~""I'm... doing fine!" the young woman panted at her, her blade stained with dripping crimson despite her obvious disadvantage. "Just get my sister... out of that thing!"Arya almost clicked her tongue in annoyance. The fac
If I recalled correctly, temperature did something funny to everything under its influence. Whether by shrinking a road till it cracked whenever it was cold or by melting asphalt whenever it was hot, it's all dependent on just how much energy was being poured into one specific object. After all, heat was energy too, which meant that in a funny way, coldness was the absence of energy in a single object. Kind of weird to think about really, but I suppose it also rang true for abstract concepts like anger and mental momentum."You'll thank me later for this, Master. I'll be here when you need me."Ica's voice echoed behind my head as I came to, my head pounding as the sensation of being carried slowly became clearer with each passing second. The constant bobbing up and down was doing nothing to favor the growing nausea in my stomach as I began retching. Unfortunately, even that p
Fuck it. Adapt and improvise. We're doing this the stupid way now. "Duck left." "What?~" *CLANG!* Arya's rapier collided with the knife that was aiming at our left side. Too bad she didn't heed my warning fast enough for it to matter. *THUD!* "Khh!" The sound of a foot hitting solid muscle clapped out as Arya and I flew a decent margin away from the Prime. The former Prime coughed as she regained her composure, her breath sounding uncharacteristically ragged as she stared at our enemy. "You hit me..." I heard her whisper. "You actually hit me~" I blinked at her dangerously menacing tone. I was honestly te
Right. No time for ruminating about my own simmering anger at every little thing in the world right now. Think about this situation properly.We're being chased by a literal walking embodiment of entropy. It's a bit of a hyperbolic description, but it works either when considering that each step Kelvin took sapped all life in her immediate vicinity. I'm guessing that the main lobby's frozen solid, and my weapons along with it. With Arya's power effectively useless, it falls to me to try and force our way out of this mess.But that's after we get Anne and Isaac back with us.*CCCRRRACCKLKLLEE!!*The crackling sound of creeping frost sent chills down my spine as the air around us dropped another degree in Celsius. Probably. Skin wasn't an effective gauge of accurate temperature measurement. Some of my open wounds had alre
"Okay, work with me here...."Ignoring the suspiciously blood-like vignetting in my vision, I raised Kelvin's dress to have better access to her body. I didn't know what I expected, but the slight shock I felt as I saw toned abs on a girl that's probably no older than thirteen was not one of them."L-Lady-""Stop talking."Forcing the blush of embarrassment out of my face, my eyes zeroed in on the main task at hand. The stab wound was approximately about the same diameter as a thick pentel pen. It was bleeding profusely, and I'm pretty sure that this was an end-to-end stab wound that had an exit wound somewhere on her back.Peachy...With a deep breath, I slid my hand under her back to feel for the exit wound. Not that it'll make a difference, but knowing where i