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Pine Garden
yinsukin:
Aruna/Ferra
The amount of pressure coming from her poking was surprising, it even forced her abs to flex on reflex, embracing the finger jabbing. "Even more powerful than you are? Who ca-"
The smack that came from Lulu's fist ramming into her firm abs sounded like a truck slamming into the side of a car. Ferra's entire body folded over her fist, air being forced out of her mouth. She stepped back on pure instinct, falling to her knees as she gasped for breath. She looked up and her entire body shook with an instinctual fear. Sweat fell from her brow.
"O-ok so s-so you hit a little harder than I thought. I'll bite."
A scent would begin to enter Lulu's nose, slowing her movements if nothing was done. It was her special ability. Ferra wasn't just a mindless athlete. She was also a biologist who learned how to color her own scene with unique substances. The towel against her hair rubbed in some of those substances and when she struck the catgirl and folded her body like that, she should have gotten a wiff of her scent. Over time, this would weaken her physically too, but for now...
The demon chuckled, his sharkteeth visible to all in the room, that wide smile gazing upon all of them like pray. Although, internally, all Aruna could think about was how silly that statement was. The idea that he was so much more powerful was still an absurd concept, even after what he did to her in the bedroom. A sort of rod emerged from his crotch, becoming bigger veinier and filled to the brim with the remnant's of Lulu's life energy, the veins glowing with radiant energy.
"There is no need to defend it Lulu, I think it speaks for itself. But the fact that you would dare show this disrespect to your employer, to your master, begs for a preview of what should happen if you did fall under my employ. Although what I should do is make sure you don't exist this mansion with my secrets."
The catgirl's eyes widened, but she could already feel a familiar feeling down below. This rush of fear was mixing with the natural arousal of both of their erotic bodies. Although she was confident that she was the most powerful in the room earlier, she wasn't sure after that punch. Those cat like eyes darted to Lulu, then Aruna. Unbeknownst to her, Aruna's actually intended to wipe her soul of the memory of what who he is and their meeting if she turned him down, using this more as a scare tactic to assert their power to the ones who decided to stay.
Bern:
Lulu
She could sense the supernatural compound that invaded the air as the girl fell before her, however the girl had made one miscalculation, one that would render that completely pointless.
The blonde simply kicked her side to turn her onto her back and then stomped onto those abs with her bare foot.
"Scent based abilities hmm... too bad for you I don't need to breathe." Her foot dug in deeper, even so it was impossibly smooth, her skin was softer to the touch than a baby's.
"Although Master.... You needn't be so hasty, I believe this one doesn't know the power of a real dick and must feel it first hand."
YOLF:
Justice
He pulled his head to the side just in time to avoid the uppercut, but the barrage that followed was overwhelming. Or it would have been, for anyone who wasn't a Rider cloaked in the fullness of their destructive glory. Countless jabs, hooks and straights barreling forward, too quick and clustered to avoid even with his instincts blaring, breaking against his chest, slamming into his jaw and shaking his skull but for a critical few that he parried and turned into glancing scrapes.
Justice was too numb to pain this blunt for it to stop him, however, from reversing the grip on his sword and loosening it in the air so he could grab it by the middle of the blade. Caustic vapor spilled as the blade pressed on his hand.
He rumbled, "If it was him, then your bosses knew the whole time and kept it from you, simpleton!" One of the cyborg's fists smashed onto his brow, and as it did he swung the burning, heavy hilt of Absolution under the arm, against the side of his head.
yinsukin:
Suerte
Suerte's eyes widened in perfect sync with her moistening crotch. Two men duking it out, throwing all of their passion together in a show of power and brawn. A hail of bullets, the sheer strength of her partner, that man had endured them all. This wasn't a mere assasin, but someone fighting for something personal. She had enough battle experience to get a sense for that. The cowgirl was torn. On one hand, there was nothing sexier than seeing all that passion being snuffed out. But this man, this opponent, to take out such a wonderful man was a true crime that was hard to commit.
Sniperifle still in hand, she took aim at the man's skull. Justice wouldn't have to worry, with her luck and aim, the bullet wouldn't affect him at all. A clean shot and a profound pleasure. That is what would be in her immediate future.
The shot was fired, the crack of the gun echoing through the entire area. Flew into the monster's head, exploding just as before. Maybe he was able to survive the first shot, but what about a second? Then again, why bother letting him. Suerte threw the gun into the air, drawing her pistols from their holsters once more. Opening fire, she rained down a volley of bullets on the two fighters. Each bullet somehow missed Justice, flying past him before bouncing back into the man.
"Go on sweetie, Justice needs your help," she said, flashing him a cocky grin. "We need to restrain him before he dies. Can you do that?"
The truth comes first.
Kotomine_Rin:
The Assaillant
Why... why aren't my hits connecting... why won't you break!? WHY!? As its flurry of punches slipped through the rider's guard, he was shocked by its endurance. But it was its words that truly shook him. A swing of the blade's pommel came for him, but he avoided it hitting his temple by swaying back at the right moment - only for it to crash into his jaw instead, cracking it open like a melon.
The rider miscalculated one thing. Until now, that man was utterly convinced that all three were complicit. What he knew, the story weaved for him and the one weaved for them were completely different. But at this moment, the metallic warrior understood that. There was a chance to end this bloodshed and uncover the truth. For a moment, there was a light at the end at the moment.
CRACK
However, a sharp bullet crashed once more against his skull. And that door to the truth closed once more. Blood and metal crackled and splashed to the side, and the warrior let go of the blade as it flinched to the side. Met by a hail of bullets, the blood that splashed from its head clouded his vision. Or was it rage? Resentment? Pain? Regret? With its nervous systems damaged like this, talking and moving were growing even more difficult. But it wasn't enough. This was nowhere near enough to put him down.
So that...is what he told you guys? Sorry, but I'm not going to hold back... You can apologize to my friends in hell.
No. Right now, his body wouldn't waver. The hail of bullets crashed against him - but bounced off and flew away from their dazed target. He couldn't see with all these distractions. But because of that, he pointed his massive minigun at Suerte. The massive weapon swirled and started churning for a moment, warning of impending doom even against this rain of shots.
A-702
"Got it! Be careful!" And with that, he dragged the broken chain axe and zipped away, moving across the chaotic room in order to reposition while the metal man was distracted.
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