Who: A
lot of people and a lot of Mannequins.
When: Sometime after
this post.
Where: All over
Ultimecia Castle.What: There are subtle ways to rescue hostages and less subtle ways to rescue hostages. This is going to be one of the second ones.
Type: Whichever works.
Notes/Warnings: Violence. Specify which area of the castle (I.e. PRISON, where most
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Leaping into the air, the young woman transformed. Gone was the pale skin and green hair, replaced by a wild mane and claws. She glided around the area, ready to strike at the first target that crossed her path.
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There was no sense of reason in those eyes, nothing but the burning desire to unleash her magic as quickly as possible. Not even Onion Knight running toward her was enough to snap Terra out of her frenzied state. Upon spotting him, he became her first target.
She shot a large piece of ice at the boy, then ascended as she charged magical energy into her arms. After that, she spun and whipped them out to fire several crescent-shaped bands of energy at him.
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He flew backward, skidding across the ground until he finally reached a stop and struggling back to his feet shakily. When he spoke, his voice was trembling with shock and rage just as much as his body was. "What- What did he do to her?"
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Transformation. Sheer power. All that energy raging inside, he knew all too well what it had meant, what it could do.
How this was done, how this was possible, did it really matter?
He glanced over at the boy.
"We have to stop her."
Without another moment's hesitation, Shadow channeled the power of chaos that coursed through his veins, and soon unleashed bolts of yellow lightning from his hands straight toward the hovering Esper.
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But she wasn't done, not yet. After a fitful moment, Terra rose higher into the air and leaped toward them, summoning her tornadoes. It was less a defensive maneuver at this point and more a means to slam them both into the nearest wall.
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He hesitated a fraction of a second too long, though, and the wind caught him and shoved him roughly away, his sword striking nothing but air. He recovered in the air but not quickly enough to avoid his back slamming into the wall. Winded, he gritted his teeth as he stated to fall and pushed both feets against the wall, leaping forward. Breath finally returned to him just in time to use it to chant spells and he stopped in the air, aiming a comet spell at Terra.
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Spell cast, and intervention enacted, Kefka retreated to the shadows once again, being careful to use his knowledge of the dungeon to his advantage.
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He recognized the spell and hit the ground running. "Shadow, Kefka's around here somewhere! That spell's his!"
And then, trying his hardest to pretend it was someone else - anyone else - that he was charging toward, he ran at Terra aiming to strike her with his sword.
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Of course, had Kefka been closer and in view, he would have been attacked just like the others. The fact that he stuck to the shadows saved him from Terra's wrath, unlike the charging Onion Knight. She charged him in turn; the sword of his created a fresh wound along her arm, provoking a cry of rage. In turn, she swiped at him viciously with her claws. There was no sense of tactics, only the desire to make him bleed as well. He would need to be more ruthless in order to get the better of her.
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Ideally, he needed to fight at close range (well. ideally he wouldn't be fighting at all right now and this would be something that could be resolved with hugs but he'd given up hope for that outcome around the time the riot blade struck.). Terra would have the advantage at a distance, more than he would. But at the same time, fighting at close range meant there was no easy way to ignore the fact that what he was doing was hurting his friend.
He didn't have time to think that much! Gritting his teeth, he tightened his grip on the sword and swiped again. It was clumsier than before, his injured arm already taking a toll on his ability to use his sword,
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