Battle area > Grade System Event Version 2
(GS3) Field: Destroyed Shopping District
Jello:
Sera simply landed softly atop the building, staring out over at the destruction and debris flying across. Due to the intensely thick space time distortion and Reverse energy in the area, Sera could in theory destroy buildings with this much energy to spare. If only he had this before Haruka had to hit the dirt. Would have caused a lot less pain...
With a small smile, he shrugged.
"Could have been better." He looked at her, laughing a bit at the chaos. Sera was honestly fond of seeing warfare. Not that he liked death THAT much, but he enjoyed watching sides struggle to the bitter end. The faces of nameless soldiers falling tended to get on his tender side. This was something out of a fairy tale for him. He stepped to the edge of the building.
"Why don't we join the action? In fact..."
It took no time at all to scent out the main forces in the area. Yukino and Seifer weren't too far off on the other end of the strip, and.... wait... what is that?
A scythe-wielding boy stood amidst the chaos, simply cackling to himself. Sera recognized an energy coming from him, but not of the central force. It was... that laugh. The scythe. Oh-
"That damned Clown is at it again."
Sera allowed a corner of his mouth to perk up before restanding straight up to Hana. With a shrug, he looked out over the strip, allowing his energy to start taking over. Not influentially, but physically. Sera was able to complete superhuman feats with all of this energy circulating in one area. With a large supply like this, time to take advantage of what he has.
"Hana, I'm going to join the fray. What say you join me? It'll be fun, more fun than watching right? You are a performer after all." Leaving Hana with only a moment of reply, Sera stood at the edge of the building ready to dash at light speed for his target. The Clown... or the Lover. Decisions decisions.
Lance Korilum:
Cero halted in his pursuit of Freeze Ray Dragon and its owner with the descent of the princess, before he had slammed into the crimson barrier. Both his fury and his desire halted as well, and Cero regained his control, his eyes turning to the woman who had surpassed him at every step. The song, the angelic wings, the halo-like rings that were formed... To many, she must truly have looked like a savior descended from heaven. However, to Cero, she looked like a monster from the depths of Hell. Turning to face her, he regained control of his aura and it died down to a far less destructive scale. His objective was now to stop the nightmare that had appeared
Beryl:
Everything was happening at once. A continual clash of beings of multiple clans. New faces joining the fight all the time.
Satoshi felt the presence of two deathly strong forces of the invaders. One of them he didn't recognize, but the other...the other was an energy pattern that he had been seeking for a long time. One that had eluded him for ages.
The Seed was near.
His blood began to boil. His rings glowed harshly, trying to force a direct takeover. He fell to his knees, his head feeling like it could explode into bits. He cried out.
Nebula Lord wanted to return so he could meet with the Seed, and was going to get his wish, even if it meant eradicating his host.
Cherry:
Yugure knew straight away it was Hana's voice that subjugated the infected masses. Of course, the invaders would have everything she loved. Friends, family, actual beloved. Even worse, her younger sister looked as if she had undergone some mutation with black wings. Naturally, the princess would have an extraordinary amount of power for Link Joker to utilize. These reversed drones acted like her fanbase, only more like slaves and servants than the normal raging fanboy. The image of your avid fanboy tossing people out of a stadium to reach his idol were placed by that fanboy infecting people all the same. That's how she could imagine it.
And it was revolting.
Some mad idiot was shouting before too, and Dauntless Dominate Dragon had also appeared in reality. Truly, the Dragon Empire was in shambles, and every nation was going to follow the longer this war went on.
Alfred and the Chosen Sword stayed quiet, analyzing the scene, and conjuring a plan.
Salome, who had listened to Darren, would've like to prioritize the violent controller of Dauntless Dominate. However, with the princess there, approaching them head-on blindly would be asking to be incinerated or worse by one of the blasts Hana just summoned up. The Gate had appeared, the district was scaling more and more into becoming complete ruins...
Hope:
"Better give 'em hell." She laughed.
She looked down over at the one with the scythe, acknowledging how edgy it was. Really, was that that the perverted man whom she had met at the train station such a long time ago? Surely he was a Clown back then, probably still even a Clown right now. She felt a large burst of reverse energy over at the train station today too. Could that have been him? How fitting.
The large spike of energy that Sera was releasing gave her more control over the area. The more darkness, the better. She spread her wings and took Sera's hand, quickly descending, falling down the building and closer to the enemies. She walked down the shopping district with Sera, hand in hand to join the battle.
"Right then, I guess we'll go straight for the main event?"
The sky continued to distort at her presence, as if it was a wet and unfinished painting being smudged all over the rest of the canvas. She called out to the other performers now, still fulfilling her duties as a Princess even if it were to be one for the opposing side.
"Dauntless Dominate... Vowing Saver. Mmmm. Freeze Ray. " She pointed at them one by one, "Nebula Lord... get over here. The Clown is here too."
She nodded, "Looks like we have a good cast. Take the stage, Overlord."
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