Second Abomination

[labarbebleue]

[Action: The Park]

[Hearing the message from the phone, Caster hurriedly makes his way towards the park. He is, after all, one of the people who were "abandoned". This town would dare send the false visage of his beloved Holy Maiden to eliminate his existence. If his anger can reach the heavens itself, then there is no doubt that it can reach the

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[lunawolves10th]

(around town)

[ A single tremendous figure, in plate clad, his armor gunmetal grey and shorn of insignia waits for him. He is clutching a bolter in one hand,chainsword in the other, and a tremendous motorcycle idling nearby. Come at him, bro. ]

[labarbebleue]

[Two of the creatures from the clumps that are gathered around Caster as if like armor leaps into the air as they notice Garviel. Their mouths open wide as they reveal their shark-like teeth, ready to tear through his armor.]

Take part in our decadent feast and enjoy to your heart's content!

This is when we remind those who have forgotten just who we are. We are sinners and blasphemers! Only we, humans, can craft such exquisite horrors with our hands!

[lunawolves10th]

Your heresy is manifest! I shall purge you in the Emperor's name! [ He raises the bolter, one handed, the weapon not even wavering a micron as he opens fire, unleashing mass-reactive death towards the creatures, the coughing sound of the weapon booming out across the town, as he thumbs his chainsword to life, standing his ground for the moment until he has an idea of their durability, and the tactical situation he's gotten himself into. ]

[labarbebleue]

[The creatures fall and discharge into the air red mist. Anyone that breathes directly into the mist would feel that their lungs are burning. Caster smirks as Garviel dispatches the creatures so easily, but from their remnants, another abomination is born and attempts to latch themselves at Garviel.]

[lunawolves10th]

[ He sweeps his chainsword across the incoming abomination, having gauged the toughness now, and notes the regeneration, beginning an advance towards Caster with murderous intent blazing from the red slits of his visored helm. ]

Saber has told me of you...

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[And just after Garviel began to approach Caster, the creature that he had cut down had been replaced by another abomination. It screeches out into the air as is just "born".

Caster flinches at the mention of his "Jeanne's" title. Such an ugly monstrosity knows of Jeanne? She would never associate with something as hideous as this hulking knight in front of him.]

Ahh, so you are an ally to my Jeanne...! But if she has already warned you, then you should have taken care to gather more comrades to face me. In battle, might and strategy can only do so much against sheer numbers!

[From several different directions, mass amounts of tentacles stretch out, each aiming for Garviel's limbs.]

[lunawolves10th]

[ And that's when both arms whirl at once, his eyes tracking and designating multiple targets, firing precise bolts from the bolter, and sweeping his chainsword in a defensive arc with transhuman speed. All the time marching closer to Caster, and deciding his course of action for the close engagement, though a part of him already is already formulating a plan. ]

Her name is not Jeanne, and she is not yours! I need no brothers to end your heresy, sorcerer.

[labarbebleue]

[With an annoyed frown, Caster walks backwards and retreats further away from Garviel. More of his tentacled sea demons block the path between him and the Space Marine. It would indeed be problematic if Garviel was allowed to get too close. The bolts from the bolter and the chainsword's sweep manages to cut down yet more of the demons defending the magus, but just the same, more are summoned on top of the remnants used as sacrifices.

The sea demons begin to surround Garviel from all sides. As he marches closer to Caster, just the same, Garviel puts himself within the range of the near-endless demons. The magus gives the sight a smile and yet more of the creatures lunge out at Garviel bearing their shark-like fangs while others crawl towards him, preparing to strike at his legs.]Of course she is. In our last Holy Grail War, the only wish that I possessed was to resurrect my beloved Holy Virgin. The wish-granting vessel obeyed and she had appeared before my eyes

[lunawolves10th]

There are no gods, you've been deceived. [ His bolter clicks dry, and he could reload it with another magazine, but does not, mag-clamping it to his thigh, and switches hands with the chainsword, sweeping it around defensively, grasping for an egg-shaped device at his waist which he seems to drop, and then lowers his defenses just slightly, allowing the lunging creatures to entangle and bite into the magic-enhanced ceramite plate. Rin's mana signature is all over him, one that may or may not be understandable to the servant after the last holy grail war. He will allow Caster a few seconds to gloat. He knows from fighting gilgamesh, that many of the Servants enjoy the chance. ]

[labarbebleue]

An expected answer from a man born in a time where the Church and the State have been separated! But He exists. And He is cruel and arrogant. You too are but a pawn in His game!

[Caster continues to walk backwards away from Garviel. He allowed the man in armor to approach him a little too much, but he stops once he sees that he might have the advantage. Caster's forces have not been depleted significantly. No matter how strong the Space Marine is, as long as Caster has an advantage through numbers, he can still win. The magus smiles as his demons continue their relentless assault. Now that Garviel seems to have lowered his defenses, they seem to have become a little more relentless.]

[greyerrant]

[ Garviel shakes his head, and makes as if to answer, when his true answer is given through the form of the Frag Grenade he dropped almost at his feet, momentarily making a tremendous blast, which hopefully should shred the nearby demons with shrapnel and send the rest reeling from concussion. He will charge through the smoke, chainsword screaming, trying to close with and murder caster in the aftermath of the explosion. ]

[labarbebleue]

[The flesh of all nearby demons are pierced through many times over by the shrapnel blast while much of the rest are suffering from concussion just as Garviel had planned. If Caster had his Servant body, then he could have at least have foreseen Garviel's attack a little more easily. It takes Caster a few instances to realize that the smoke is a part of Garviel's strategy to mow through the demons and attack him directly

[lunawolves10th]

[ Flicker. Flicker. His regains momentarily gone, Garviel is too slow to parry the next strike of the demon, and his side is more or less staved in, knocking him hard to the ground, a mass of blood pooling beneath him. ]

..... Hngh! [ He grits, in agony, and another flicker happens, his armor returning, his body returning to normal size beneath it, but... the wound remains, even as Larraman cells start super-fast clotting. He looks up at the daemon, chainsword once again clenched in his hands, mouth filled with blood, but defiant, even struck down. ]

[labarbebleue]

[The remaining demons as Garviel was struck down stretched out their tentacles in an effort to constrict and bind his limbs. The larger demon edged closer to Garviel, raising its fanged tentacles high into the air to slam them down at the Space Marine like so many clubs. Smaller demons moved closer as well, all with the intention of piling down on Garviel and tearing through his flesh.]

[lunawolves10th]

[ Garviel makes a conscious choice, slaughtering the smaller daemons with another sweep of the chainsword, switching to a two-handed grip, and he is knocked physically back by the fanged tentacles, ringing against and tearing rents in his armor, though the mana-reinforcement once again proves to be vital here. He is a hard, hard nut to crack, though more blood drools from his mouth, pinking his pale face. ]

You will not have her. You will not have any of them!