09-30-2017, 05:54 AM
Once more, it came down to the three primes against a single, capable opponent. This Dr. Psyche appeared to be more wily than their previous such opponent the judge, and they had lost several comrades since their last such battle, but certain truths remained. The greatest asset the trio had was their ability to work together. If they could coordinate their attacks they keep their opponent, who was choosing to fight on his own, off balance and unable to focus his attacks on any one of them. Naturally, Celestia didn't expect it to be that easy, but it made a good starting point for engaging an enemy she had otherwise not yet developed a strategy for.
Speaking of their foe, Celestia held back at first, covering Revan and Ash where she could, but focusing on studying their foe. It was easy enough, when they were forced on the defensive for a moment as the 'doctor' fired red beams out of the protrusions on his hips. Bringing up her shield to resist the attack anyways, Celestia had a chance to observe their foe in action. By appearances he wasn't a very physically imposing foe. However, given that Nebula was not one for diplomacy with Psyche being no exception, and the 'doctor' had summoned nothing to his aid, he must have a more subtle purpose in combat. Though before she could say anything, Revan and Ash discovered this for themselves, when he created a smoke cloud to evade their attacks.
Celestia knew she couldn't spend any more time waiting. She'd held up well enough so far, but they were on the clock, which she could tell by the faint burning feeling flowing through her veins. Revan and Ash were already attacking their foe, and the alicorn resolved to assist them to the best of her ability. She charged, but not straight toward Psyche. Rather, she moved around the edge of the room, into a flanking position. With her allies currently engaging their enemy up close, she couldn't risk trying to attack just yet, but she could clear the field some. A few carefully placed rays from her horn burnt out several of the ceiling lights, leaving the room dimmer, but less distracting.
While Celestia was removing the added distraction, Ash and Revan continued their attack, forcing Psyche onto the defensive. The nebula leader twisted out of the way of Ash's chainsaw as it swung through the air, only to be driven into a slash from Revan at his side. The robot was flung through the air by the force of the blow, shedding pieces of himself around the room from the impact.
Only, after observing from outside the battle, Celestia could see that not all of those apparently random pieces of the mad doctor were what they seemed, and Psyche had rolled with the blow. Celestia charged forward, calling out “It's a trap!” bringing up her shield as she galloped. She was almost too late. But her shout was enough to get her allies to pause, and even if she didn't have time to actually articulate what she was getting at, it did give her the opportunity she needed.
As Celestia brought her shield up she ran past her allies, to their confusion, and charged through a field of debris. At first it seemed like nothing was happening, until she hit the first mine. It exploded with a small *crack*, shooting a cloud of sickly green smoke into the air, and it was followed shortly by several more. The explosions themselves were incidental, but the gas was not. Fortunately, buring away the gas that touched it with a faint sizzling noise. Unfortunately, the barrier could not hold indefinitely, and it cracked and gave out before she'd cleared the traps, causing her to run through a cloud of the green gas.
Celestia stumbled, coughing. Her vision grew blurry, as she tried to keep upright, being only barely successful. She belatedly realized that she'd draw away from her allies, and strayed into one of the darker sections of the room. She heard the faint clanking of their foes footfalls approaching, undoubtedly to take down the now weakened prime, and remove her from the fight. She could just barely make out glowing pieces of Psyche's chassis, accompanied by a faint, dark chuckling.
Celestia remembered, in that moment, how 'problem' was often a synonym for 'opportunity'. She'd been holding something back before, saving it for an ideal moment. Though she was weakened, there was now nothing between her and the 'doctor', and a general sense of his location would be enough. Her eyes and horn glowed. This didn't phase Psyche, but the sudden appearance of several glowing objects around him gave him pause.
Celestia let fly before her enemy could decide what to do about the development, driving him backwards with the repeated impacts. With the 'doctor' driven backwards, she stumbled in the opposite direction, still coughing. She hoped the distance would give her a chance to recover her senses.
Speaking of their foe, Celestia held back at first, covering Revan and Ash where she could, but focusing on studying their foe. It was easy enough, when they were forced on the defensive for a moment as the 'doctor' fired red beams out of the protrusions on his hips. Bringing up her shield to resist the attack anyways, Celestia had a chance to observe their foe in action. By appearances he wasn't a very physically imposing foe. However, given that Nebula was not one for diplomacy with Psyche being no exception, and the 'doctor' had summoned nothing to his aid, he must have a more subtle purpose in combat. Though before she could say anything, Revan and Ash discovered this for themselves, when he created a smoke cloud to evade their attacks.
Celestia knew she couldn't spend any more time waiting. She'd held up well enough so far, but they were on the clock, which she could tell by the faint burning feeling flowing through her veins. Revan and Ash were already attacking their foe, and the alicorn resolved to assist them to the best of her ability. She charged, but not straight toward Psyche. Rather, she moved around the edge of the room, into a flanking position. With her allies currently engaging their enemy up close, she couldn't risk trying to attack just yet, but she could clear the field some. A few carefully placed rays from her horn burnt out several of the ceiling lights, leaving the room dimmer, but less distracting.
While Celestia was removing the added distraction, Ash and Revan continued their attack, forcing Psyche onto the defensive. The nebula leader twisted out of the way of Ash's chainsaw as it swung through the air, only to be driven into a slash from Revan at his side. The robot was flung through the air by the force of the blow, shedding pieces of himself around the room from the impact.
Only, after observing from outside the battle, Celestia could see that not all of those apparently random pieces of the mad doctor were what they seemed, and Psyche had rolled with the blow. Celestia charged forward, calling out “It's a trap!” bringing up her shield as she galloped. She was almost too late. But her shout was enough to get her allies to pause, and even if she didn't have time to actually articulate what she was getting at, it did give her the opportunity she needed.
As Celestia brought her shield up she ran past her allies, to their confusion, and charged through a field of debris. At first it seemed like nothing was happening, until she hit the first mine. It exploded with a small *crack*, shooting a cloud of sickly green smoke into the air, and it was followed shortly by several more. The explosions themselves were incidental, but the gas was not. Fortunately, buring away the gas that touched it with a faint sizzling noise. Unfortunately, the barrier could not hold indefinitely, and it cracked and gave out before she'd cleared the traps, causing her to run through a cloud of the green gas.
Celestia stumbled, coughing. Her vision grew blurry, as she tried to keep upright, being only barely successful. She belatedly realized that she'd draw away from her allies, and strayed into one of the darker sections of the room. She heard the faint clanking of their foes footfalls approaching, undoubtedly to take down the now weakened prime, and remove her from the fight. She could just barely make out glowing pieces of Psyche's chassis, accompanied by a faint, dark chuckling.
Celestia remembered, in that moment, how 'problem' was often a synonym for 'opportunity'. She'd been holding something back before, saving it for an ideal moment. Though she was weakened, there was now nothing between her and the 'doctor', and a general sense of his location would be enough. Her eyes and horn glowed. This didn't phase Psyche, but the sudden appearance of several glowing objects around him gave him pause.
Celestia let fly before her enemy could decide what to do about the development, driving him backwards with the repeated impacts. With the 'doctor' driven backwards, she stumbled in the opposite direction, still coughing. She hoped the distance would give her a chance to recover her senses.
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Tier 1 super attack A Call Beyond used