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Sasheem grits his teeth, looking rabid as he attempts to pull the tendrils out while looking at the ceiling above and wondering if the little him could make it in time.
Up above the Mini-Sasheem didn't have quite and idea of everything that was going on...but he saw a lot of fighting. And wait! There was that Oni, Ishtar! And she was about to kill another oni! ....Awesome!
Wait..wait...he needed to do something about the stink horse. The Mini-Majin smirked mischievously as he flew up to the fray between Ishtar and Teshub and tossed the Nuckalevee's organs right between her punch and him so they would be obliterated by Ishtar's fists in their way to kill Teshub.
The tendrils of the Agony Matrix burrowed through Sickles body, seeking out and latching onto any available nerve endings. Once they find any, they explode, sending a wave of unending pain cascading through the hybrid. However, one special tendril wormed through the body in search of one specific thing, the nerve clusters near the brain.
Marduk dodged her blast and the ensuing sonic boom, but doing so left him open to Zaofan's blinding attack. He was blinded and vulnerable. Parsley seized the opportunity and hurled her ax with all her might in an effort to bury it somewhere in his body. But, just in case this clown had some kind of preternatural sixth sense and dodged, she followed after the ax, prepared to latch onto him.
"Thank you..." Hops muttered as the Voidling flew off back into battle after brushing his shoulders off. He rubbed his neck, which was still raw from being almost strangled. He had to admit, he had become almost too reliant on his gear and was a bit rusty in the fighting department. He took moment to breathe deeply and summon his ki, he wasn't going to let the others have all the fun.
He watched as Sarada and Dash each took on one of the Sickle copies and he flew towards the thrid as Sarada's attack took hold. His fist slammed into the side of Sickle's face, sending the abomination crashing into the wall.
Althena joins in on the fight using Flash hop to make a quick zigzag movement towards Sickle's third copy . Althena then compresses her right arm like a spring and surges electricity through it. Althena then blasts her right arm forward like a rocket and just before her right fist hits the third copy. Althena inflates her right fist to around three times bigger than her body.
Smashing into Sickle's third copy's entire body with a Gigantic Thunder Fist.
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Sickle Fight:
Athena’s blow sends the one flying backwards into a wall. Hops, while the one is beating attacked by Sarada’s agony matrix, manages to punch the middle one into the same wall, on top of the first.
Dash follows this up by decking the third with her echo like punch, sending it careening into the same wall as the other two, right on top of them.
With a flash, the three bodies merge back together into one slightly damaged body. Sickle stands, fists her shoulders off, then smirks.
“Death Lattice.”
A web of death beam energies begin to whip around and merge, creating an agonizing cage of energy that slowly begins ago construct around them all (think what Freitas did against Dispo).
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Kenbo:
With a spurt of blood from your wounds, Blizzar, you manage to wrench the blade from Kenbo’s hands.
The cyborg stops cold, as if frozen in place. He suddenly slumps, arms hanging at his sides.
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Baric/Teshub:
Mini-Sasheem hurls the chunk of organ in just as the attack lands on Teshub.
It is the only thing that saves Teshub’s life.
The organ takes some of the massive attack, and is still in one piece, of badly damaged. Teshub, instead of being dead, is missing one arm and his entire lower torso, one eye also burned out.
He glares with hate in his one eye, before drawing out something from his pocket and cursing at Ishtar.
“Damn.....you...for this..I won’t.....die...here..Marduk! Now!.”
He clips the object onto his ear and seemingly vanishes in a blast of light.
Baric meanwhile hisses in pain, but remains standing. It’s tendrils begin to worm inside and drink Sasheem's body, the Majin’s mass reducing with each pull.
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Marduk:
Marduk howls in pain as Parsley’s ax takes off his now black arm, some sixth sense allowing the Oni just enough time to jerk away and roll.
Coming up, cursing and spitting blood and blind, he hears Teshub’s shout and grits his teeth.
“Damnit! Fine, so long as these bitches die!”
His black arm ripples and something small emerges in his palm that he takes and places on his ear, his body vanishes in a ball of light.
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In the middle of the two fights against the Oni (right where Marduk was bo staffed through a wall), two orbs of light collide and expand, then die out and reveal a new, merged, Oni form.
Marduk and Teshub have fused.
The Oni looks himself over, cracks his neck, and smirks.
“Round two, and Marsheb won’t fail!”
Bloodwrath suddenly forms from in his black arm, sliding into its palm, and his power roars around him as he leaps towards Ishtar, blade raised to take her head.
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Blizzar dashes backwards quickly, telekinetically still holding the sword. Was it the key to Kenbo's functions? Perhaps whatever technology it was composed of was linked to the Samurai's cybernetics. Blizzar intended to test this out, by waiting for the Samurai to make a move, all the while watching his back. He was wounded but he wouldn't let Kenbo get the jump on him again if this was another ploy. Not so easily.
The sound of slagged machinery rang where the bullets fell, and the scent of boiling metal followed. In tandem with Held's energy spikes, the improvised maneuver was executed cleanly.
With a low grunt, Ochazuke shrug his shoulder, resting the butt of the mech rifle on the ground once he had determined the area was clear,
Feeding the rest of the magazine belt into the gun, Ochazuke slung the weapon across his back, starting forward even before the hissing spent casings had cooled.
See it done.
"Down there," he indicated the way past the scene of their last engagement. "Let's put an end to this."
"....." Cthylla looks around in apathetic curiosity at the enemies latest attack. "....Hmm.....how.....3 dimensional of you."
Cthylla flexs her hand, then reaches out a small gab in space forcing that she plunges her arm into. Outside her hand emerges from another gab torn right above the hybrid, her fingers growing in size and length to grab the hybrid by her head and quickly jerk it upwards with overwhelming strength through the tear. If she tore the head off completely, that would be fine.....but her goal was to pull her head through the tear and quickly narrow the opening so the tear itself would constrict and sever the head.
With two little trinkets of artifacts the Oni had...blended into one...Super-Oni?
Oh dear.
Whatever monstrous qualities Marduk alone had possessed now seemed to multiply over and again. With all he had taken inside of himself - that arm certainly wasn't natural, and neither was that sword by all accounts - there was still that desire for even more power.
Yet, curiously, of all of their number he seemed to turn his focus to Ishtar.
As the newly formed Marsheb tore down the corridor towards her, Zaofan's eyes flared up and fired an Optic Blast straight into his back. Booking it at that speed, and from this distance he intended to give him a little push, and nudge him off-target.