07-23-2016, 12:55 PM
Carmelita hauled Arturia to her feet as the evolving being began approaching. The three women settled into tired combat positions, two swords and a shock pistol readied for the fight.
The thing that was coming towards them was barely recognisable. It had just about been able to adapt to a pitch of noise that was shaking the thing apart, and now it strode towards them slowly, huge globules of fat wobbling as it did. The noise of its feet was muffled by shaggy fur that encompassed it fully, a sound dampener that was only parted for two insectoid eyes and an array of prehensile spikes that spread from its back like the feathers of an angel.
As one the group stepped back as it brought the spikes down in a ponderous arc. The force behind them drove the spikes into the concrete floor, and as it lifted them out the thing parried sword blows and a ball of electricity with ease.
“Dammit Fleshy, stay DOWN!” Amber yelled, and she rushed forwards, trying to get inside the protective umbrella to actually land a hit on Fleshy’s body. Instead the spikes blocked her way, and Arturia had to parry several spikes that were descending towards her.
Carmelita frowned to herself as they continued their dance, firing shocks that dissipated as soon as they touched the bony protrusions. Clearly the main body was now vulnerable to attack, since it had forgone a bony exterior for something more resistant to sonic attack, but hitting it was another matter.
“Amber, Arturia, distract it!” she exclaimed, before touching a digit to her collar. The scent of singed air hit her muzzle as she faded from the other combatants view, a comforting amount of relief.
The faunus and the knight looked at each other before continuing to fight. They parried and backpedaled, parried and backpedaled, swung around a medicine counter and continued backing off and parrying. Arturia tried a riposte, and succeeded in shattering one of the spikes, but the bony protrusion dropped off and slowly began regrowing, the remaining spikes covering for its loss.
Amber had converted Razorback to a gun and tried to fire at Fleshy, a few bullets tearing chunks out of its shoulder before the spikes began to parry the gunfire, sparks flying as they connected. She frowned and converted her weapon back into a sword and relieved Arturia of some of the pressure, continuing to parry and try and break through.
The two had completed two more circuits of the room, and little to nothing had changed aside from the rubble being solidly trampled underfoot. The pile of ceiling in the middle of the room meant that they could very easily continue retreating, though Fleshy showed no signs of tiring.
“Did Carmelita leave us?” Arturia wondered out loud as the two began on their fourth circuit.
“I’m sure she hasn’t, she seemed like she had an idea…” Amber said, her voice weary as the adrenaline worked its way out of her system.
They had retreated another half circuit when Carmelita struck. Emerging from her cloak directly behind Fleshy, she rolled under its spikes from behind and came up directly in front of it, a fully charged shot ready.
“Kill it now!” she cried, releasing the ball of electricity directly into Fleshy’s face.
As it screamed blindly, she dashed to one side too slow to avoid the stabbing of one of its spikes, curling round and stabbing her directly above her hip and pinning her to Fleshy’s side. Unfortunately for the being, the rest of the spikes missed and crashed into its own body, which immediately started evolving to counteract the threat that stemmed from itself. In the writhing confusion that followed, its guard was left wide open for Amber and Arturia to perform the finishing blows.
The thing that was coming towards them was barely recognisable. It had just about been able to adapt to a pitch of noise that was shaking the thing apart, and now it strode towards them slowly, huge globules of fat wobbling as it did. The noise of its feet was muffled by shaggy fur that encompassed it fully, a sound dampener that was only parted for two insectoid eyes and an array of prehensile spikes that spread from its back like the feathers of an angel.
As one the group stepped back as it brought the spikes down in a ponderous arc. The force behind them drove the spikes into the concrete floor, and as it lifted them out the thing parried sword blows and a ball of electricity with ease.
“Dammit Fleshy, stay DOWN!” Amber yelled, and she rushed forwards, trying to get inside the protective umbrella to actually land a hit on Fleshy’s body. Instead the spikes blocked her way, and Arturia had to parry several spikes that were descending towards her.
Carmelita frowned to herself as they continued their dance, firing shocks that dissipated as soon as they touched the bony protrusions. Clearly the main body was now vulnerable to attack, since it had forgone a bony exterior for something more resistant to sonic attack, but hitting it was another matter.
“Amber, Arturia, distract it!” she exclaimed, before touching a digit to her collar. The scent of singed air hit her muzzle as she faded from the other combatants view, a comforting amount of relief.
The faunus and the knight looked at each other before continuing to fight. They parried and backpedaled, parried and backpedaled, swung around a medicine counter and continued backing off and parrying. Arturia tried a riposte, and succeeded in shattering one of the spikes, but the bony protrusion dropped off and slowly began regrowing, the remaining spikes covering for its loss.
Amber had converted Razorback to a gun and tried to fire at Fleshy, a few bullets tearing chunks out of its shoulder before the spikes began to parry the gunfire, sparks flying as they connected. She frowned and converted her weapon back into a sword and relieved Arturia of some of the pressure, continuing to parry and try and break through.
The two had completed two more circuits of the room, and little to nothing had changed aside from the rubble being solidly trampled underfoot. The pile of ceiling in the middle of the room meant that they could very easily continue retreating, though Fleshy showed no signs of tiring.
“Did Carmelita leave us?” Arturia wondered out loud as the two began on their fourth circuit.
“I’m sure she hasn’t, she seemed like she had an idea…” Amber said, her voice weary as the adrenaline worked its way out of her system.
They had retreated another half circuit when Carmelita struck. Emerging from her cloak directly behind Fleshy, she rolled under its spikes from behind and came up directly in front of it, a fully charged shot ready.
“Kill it now!” she cried, releasing the ball of electricity directly into Fleshy’s face.
As it screamed blindly, she dashed to one side too slow to avoid the stabbing of one of its spikes, curling round and stabbing her directly above her hip and pinning her to Fleshy’s side. Unfortunately for the being, the rest of the spikes missed and crashed into its own body, which immediately started evolving to counteract the threat that stemmed from itself. In the writhing confusion that followed, its guard was left wide open for Amber and Arturia to perform the finishing blows.