RE: Masks 2
09-10-2019, 12:47 AM
Esen threw out her hookshot, grasping the thrashing Siren and pulling her in as Finn rushed to reinforce her. The Herald of the Deep was reeled in, but she prepared her spear as she was pulled, and she delivered a fearsome stab upon her arrival that impaled both Finn (who was standing behind Esen helping her pull) and Esen herself. The strike went through their armor, powered by momentum and Siren's own brute strength.
With the last of her failing strength, though, Esen did manage to put the helmet on Siren's head. Her mind was immediately filled with an incredible burning agony that went far beyond what Candy had experienced.
It felt like it was scalding her very soul, trying to wrench her free from the grasp of Thiotza’ma.
Meanwhile, Zil threw her disc at the tentacles, partially severing two. Theraea raised her home module and opened the portal, absorbing the strike of one of the giant tentacles before closing it off. Her home now had a giant tentacle in it and the place was a mess.
All in a day's work for a Weaver!
Sam shot the tentacle tip, which seemed to cause it pain as it thrashed about. Jim, meanwhile, closed towards one and began slicing. His slices weren't too effective, but they partially severed a few of the smaller tentacles.
Then the helmet went on Siren, causing the creature to let out a giant roar of rage. Bringing down all its tentacles at once (some of which were holding giant chunks of the temple), they caused massive devastation. Zil was struck aside with severe injuries while debris sent Candy sprawling down. Sam and Jim, using Dudetime, managed to dodge most of the debris while the Demon protected Maria with two shields. Fishmen and Artillery shrimp went down left and right to the ruthless, uncaring blows while Nocturne and La Chat were both knocked bleeding to the ground. Theraea herself was nearly knocked out of the air by one strike before being grazed by another, flopping down with a wounded wing.
"YOU. WILL NOT. HAVE HER." a voice yelled from the rift, communicating in both the Tongue of the Deep and the languages that the group understood all at once. "SHE IS MINE."
With the last of her failing strength, though, Esen did manage to put the helmet on Siren's head. Her mind was immediately filled with an incredible burning agony that went far beyond what Candy had experienced.
It felt like it was scalding her very soul, trying to wrench her free from the grasp of Thiotza’ma.
Meanwhile, Zil threw her disc at the tentacles, partially severing two. Theraea raised her home module and opened the portal, absorbing the strike of one of the giant tentacles before closing it off. Her home now had a giant tentacle in it and the place was a mess.
All in a day's work for a Weaver!
Sam shot the tentacle tip, which seemed to cause it pain as it thrashed about. Jim, meanwhile, closed towards one and began slicing. His slices weren't too effective, but they partially severed a few of the smaller tentacles.
Then the helmet went on Siren, causing the creature to let out a giant roar of rage. Bringing down all its tentacles at once (some of which were holding giant chunks of the temple), they caused massive devastation. Zil was struck aside with severe injuries while debris sent Candy sprawling down. Sam and Jim, using Dudetime, managed to dodge most of the debris while the Demon protected Maria with two shields. Fishmen and Artillery shrimp went down left and right to the ruthless, uncaring blows while Nocturne and La Chat were both knocked bleeding to the ground. Theraea herself was nearly knocked out of the air by one strike before being grazed by another, flopping down with a wounded wing.
"YOU. WILL NOT. HAVE HER." a voice yelled from the rift, communicating in both the Tongue of the Deep and the languages that the group understood all at once. "SHE IS MINE."