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WORDS: 600 | Shiver Me Timbers!
| Name: Deep Dive Rank: S Type: Good Participants:
Summary: Even after killing the demon prince, however, the storm and the number of demons around them doesn't seem any close to ebbing. Alisa realizes that, though it may have been used to open the portal, Yamato isn't keeping it open and that they'll probably need to use it to cut apart the portal. Spotting a large whirlpool near the island, circled by demons, they speculate the portal could be underwater, promoting them to use Sofia's water magic, the two Pegasi expose the portal as Alisa moves to slash it apart. Others: N/A Enemies:
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“Hra! Harummmm!!!!” The demon prince now ready to push up the daisies or perhaps in his case the diamonds given when their spell had done to him, despite this and the incredible new abilities which her wonderful wife had been gifted by her new weapon it seemed that the battle which their daring duo were to face was far from over, and in fact in many ways given the sheer volume of enemies which Miss Serena found herself up against it had only seemed to grow worse. Furtur seeming to marshal and control the troops as it were but now their number becoming some chaotic mass of disarray, the brunette had been hacking and slashing at her enemies for what felt like hours now and with no end in sight, and that was without even mentioning how the heavens above were continuing to churn and rumble overhead as well.
“Haa… Haa… Haa…” This something which Sofia couldn’t help but cast that green gaze toward as she gasped to get more oxygen into a body which was now wrought with aches and pains, the princess of the pegasi panted as the sheer number of their foes seemed to be the greatest threat they would face, and rather than the injuries that their claws and the crude weapons which they carried the real threat was far simpler than jagged edges and cruel talons.
Every time we kill one… Two more take their place? Fatigue setting into the fair haired fox and this something which spoke volumes when she had trained herself to the point that she could keep pace with one of the best Fiore had to offer, though the momentary breather was a welcome one she could see the almost innumerable shapes of their ever flowing enemies seeming to swell from the tide in the horizon, and found the valerican vixen feeling a growing frustration at the futility of her efforts.
This is never ending… Clenching her jaw as she threw her tired form back into the fray with both of her weapons in hand, the one boon she seemed to have garnered from fighting wave after wave after wave upon wave and wave again of these winged imps was how her motions had become practiced and their behaviours and bodies had laid their weak points bare, but even then Miss Serena thought that sheer pressure of numbers was going to be the deciding factor in this battle if things kept up. When up against an endless series of enemies, one mistake born of exhaustion would have been enough to bite the big one, right?
“I thought that… Cutting the head off the snake would kill this thing?” This the woe that the woman carried to the black beauty whom she loved so very, very much, when the leader of this arsenal had fallen she had felt like the battle had been their own, and yet now that they found themselves clashing with what seemed to be an unlimited supply of hellspawn she found her confidence in their success seeming to erode with every wipe of her brow or pang in her wrist or shoulders. They were up against nobodies, but slowly she was being worn down, right?
“But it’s still going strong? Both the flying monkeys, and the storm as well…?” At the very least beginning to think that they should be altering what they were doing here or at the very least their thinking that it had been the duke of darkness who had been in command of this all along, with the cruel grasp of exhaustion’s fingers wrapping about her Sofia couldn’t help but point out that their supposed victory had ended very little, and sought the opinion of her ebony haired enchantress on the matter. After all, she did have more experience with this kind of thing, right~?
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"Make every day its own adventure~"
- Sofia Serena
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