Day 3 Evening

[The Spirit]

FACE TO FACE
URURU, DESCO, DANTE vs. MAGUS, KOPAKA, LINK, A.J. CROWLEY

Still battered and beaten from their recent fight the trio of Desco, Dante, and Ururu sat in relative silence. Defeat held a certain bitter sting for the three, who up until now had been more or less unstoppable. The entrance to the warlock’s cavern rumbled ominously as no doubt sinister magic was being conjured. Ururu sighed and threw a nearby rock deep into the cave, listening to the sound of stone skipping against stone. She turned to the other two and spoke, “ready for another round?” Her two companions nodded and stood in preparation for another fight.

From behind them a garbled mass of bass lines and sick wubs barreled forth, slamming into Ururu’s back and enveloping her in the sweet cacophony of dubstep. Her lithe frame crumbled forward and she was dashed against a nearby boulder. The small demon girl exclaimed her friends name and turned to face their attacker.

“Sorry for crashing the party ladies,” the dapper demon smirked as he blew the smoke from the barrel of his musical weapon.

Behind the devilish Crowley stood his allies, the young elvish boy from earlier and two newcomers. In Link’s hand gleamed a golden bat and strapped to his chest was the Hero’s breastplate. Directly to his left stood a bionic robot, stark white in all its glory, but unarmed. The final assailant was a towering pointed-ear man known as Magus, in his hands growled a worrying chainsaw. The apparent leader of the group, Magus, scowled and spoke, “kill them all.”

Hell broke loose as the primes engaged in combat. Overhead the clouds darkened and began to swirl, choking out the bright light of the sun. The warlock’s magic was no doubt reacting to the gathering of primes, and if it wasn’t for their bloodshed they would surely be torn asunder. Hail and rain in equal measure began to buffet the combatants and the cracked earth turned to mud and muck.

Dante stepped forth against the oncoming onslaught, his grey eyes the telltale mark of his hollow state. Link rushed him, swinging the golden bat wildly for the son of Sparda’s head. The red-cloaked warrior sluggishly dodged the devastating blows as his wounds chained his movements. Even in this brutal mindset, he knew that Link had the upperhand unless he ended this quickly. A wild haymaker laced itself through Link’s onslaught, connecting with his jaw. The young boy’s world was sent reeling as his grip on the bat loosened and he tumbled back into the mud. Hail pellets stamped a dizzying staccatto onto his dome. Nonchalantly Dante retrieved the golden bat and stood over the fallen warrior. Link’s blurred vision tried to focus, but the gleaming bat was raised high and aimed for his head. A wicked blow cracked into Link’s head, knocking him limp and unconscious.

Dante growled and raised the weapon once more, “one more swing.”

An explosion of blood and gore was punctuated by a dead man’s scream.

Magus had intervened and saved the Hero of Time. The growling chainsaw was buried to the hilt in Dante’s back, spewing guts and viscera across the battlefield. He garbled and tried to scream in agony, but the terrifying machination roared over his own voice. Slowly and with great malice Magus removed the saw and pushed Dante into the mud, leaving the Son of Sparda to bleed out in the hail and rain.

“Well, now that the brooding antihero is out for the count you two want to keep fighting?” Crowley called out to Ururu and Desco.

Ururu spat blood into the mud and glared at the sarcastic devil. Her ally was dead and they were severely outclassed in terms of weaponry. Things looked bleak, but there was no choice but to fight, they were cornered. Desco smiled and launched a volley of batarangs back at Crowley, slicing into his flesh and tearing his suit.

“A final boss never surrenders, especially not to some second-rate demon like you!”

Around the young boss a striking purple aura began to burn. Yogsothoth stretched outwards and bulged with strength. The monstrous beast lashed towards Crowley, crawling against the earth and propelling Desco towards him. Crowley stood his ground and levelled his bass cannon. The weapon belched forth a stream of concentrated music which slammed into the approaching devil-girl. Her empowered form pushed through the cacophonous stream and sent a single tendril towards Crowley’s head. The strike shattered his sunglasses and sent him on his ass. The dubstep gun splattered against the mud next to him.

Kopaka stalked towards the injured shinobi, he had no qualms about ending her life. She was merely another adversary to be conquered. The Toa punched forward, aiming for her windpipe. His attack was dodged and a blow was returned in kind. The two engaged into a deadly dance, each move carefully calculated and every weakness exploited. Kopoka’s superior stature forced Ururu into a defensive style. Her feet dug into the mud and her back pressed against the exterior walls of the warlock’s cave. A suckerpunch to her gut stole her momentum and in a panic she shoved against her robotic attacker.

“Fuck,” she groaned and trembled as her insides twisted.

Magus turned to face the super-charged final boss. He charged forward, swinging his saw in hopes of lopping a tentacle off. Desco caught sight of him a moment too late. Yogsothoth moved instinctively to protect its symbiote. The whirring blades carved into Yog’s flesh and Desco screeched in pain. The demon’s body shuddered and snapped outwards, smacking Magus into the mud. He had no chance to move as the enraged tentacles crashed into his body, pounding him deeper into the earth. A tempest of blows rained down upon the mage, pummeling his body.

Ururu stepped into Kopaka, a surprisingly risky move from the pragmatic ninja. The Toa of Ice swung for her face, but she ducked low and tackled his legs. With a practiced movement she attacked his center of gravity and toppled him against a bed of jagged slick stone. She jumped up and ran away from the cave.

“Desco!” she shouted desperately, “we’re outnumbered, time to leave!”

The enraged demon relented her assault on the fallen Magus and fled with the ninja to fight another day.

[spoiler]WINNERS
LINK, MAGUS, KOPAKA, CROWLEY

DANTE DEAD

Magus has several cracked ribs and internal bleeding. 8 damage (Major injury)
Link has a broken jaw. 5 damage (Moderate Injury)
Crowley has a bloody nose and several small lacerations. 3 damage (Minor Injury)
Kopaka’s body is bruised and there are several punctures from his new bed. 4 damage (Minor Injury)

Ururu is slightly defeaned and her body is beat up pretty badly. 5 damage (Minor Injury)
Desco’s tentacle has a open gash. 6 damage (Moderate Injury)

Link rolled a 5
Crowley receives the Greaves Relic
Ururu manages to take the box along with her

Desco -1 SP[/spoiler]