07-01-2018, 02:17 PM
The serene, cold atmosphere of the night was offset by a burst of warm blood. Red fluid flew across the docks, coloring the ground with a sickly splat.
While the two fighters clashed in a fight of spears and teeth, Larva circled them cautiously. Her eyes watched for a good angle to strike. As much as the fairy understood Ahana, she can’t just stand by and watch her teammate get battered. Larva needed her partner to defend her.
Especially against Marisa.
An opportunity presented itself. The fairy was right behind the berserking calligrapher. Settling on the cold floor, the sound of beating wings was replaced by the hum of flowing magical force. With that all too familiar buzz, a volley of verdant green barreled towards the cursed enemy.
Two of the bullets found their target. The rotten flesh held surprisingly well for its looks, but the blow still made a notable mark. Even then, he seemed to brush it off.
The fairy readied her wings for another strike. However, she stopped as her eyes met Ok’s haunting, feral gaze. In that moment, Larva fully recognized the seemingly murderous intent, like a predator hunting for prey.
He shouted a word. Behind him, a rock had appeared out of nowhere. Next second, the boulder was flying straight at the fairy. Thankfully, her reflexes kicked in. Colorful wings carried her up and away. She heard a loud clang as the heavy stone punched through metal. That was close...
...
Wait a minute. She hasn’t seen Marisa for a while. Where did she-
Boom!
It took a short moment for her mind to register what happened. The abrupt burning pain on her back, and the fact that she was now hurtling across the field. Her wings, though singed, managed to right her before landing. The assault was relentless. Before she could muster a counterattack, a broom smacked her straight onto a hard metal container. The resounding crash could be heard throughout the docks.
The blows were agonizing, unlike the last match. Before, she only had to endure the dull ache of stress and fatigue. This time, the pain was so sharp, so... intense. The fairy had to hold back the tears welling in her eyes. It was too much. She tried willing herself up, but the protest of her body made her collapse to her knees.
“Well, well! Look who we have here!” a slightly rough, yet still feminine voice spoke.
Shoes as black as night clacked along the ground. Of all the people to fight against, why her?! A moonlight shadow looming over, the hurt fairy looked up to see the one person she dreaded having to fight.
“You’re one of those fairies from the incident a while back, right? Didn’t expect to see ya here.”
Ignoring her voice, the fairy gazed at the familiar opponent in front of her. Marisa Kirisame. The “ordinary magician”, as some call her. Despite the title, her firepower is anything but ordinary. Larva knew that from experience, even if it was only a friendly danmaku battle. She really hoped to redeem herself this time around... but against her? In a no-holds-barred fight? It’s impossible. A total defeat.
“Wish we could talk a bit more, but this is a fight I can’t afford to lose.”
The device in the Marisa’s hands began to radiate with light and warmth. This was the signature light magic that she wielded. If the butterfly fairy doesn’t do anything now, she would be scorched with its true power.
So she’ll do something.
Her face now slightly more determined than pained, Larva had been gathering the stamina to escape from this bad situation. Now it was time to let it all out. Subtly, her wings and body took stance.
The magician chanted her spell. “Love Sign...”
Now!
“Mini-"
The devious fairy charged forwards, slamming into Marisa.
The other way around!
The black-and-white magician staggered backwards. Not by much, but definitely enough to give Larva her escape. The fairy turned around and fluttered away with all her strength, quickly growing the distance between them.
“That damn fairy…” She took aim again. “Mini-"
Once again, her spell was interrupted. Now, she noticed the stabbing pain on her left arm. With it, blood. And the offending spear that clattered to the ground. For now, the screams heard across the dock were not of Larva’s, but Marisa’s.
The fairy looked down to see her partner who made the sacrifice. She was still having trouble with that pesky zombie teammate of Marisa’s. Now to return the favor. she pulled out a spellcard in her hand and, in urgency, failed to recite the name again! But there’s no time for fancy invocations in this match.
Energetic shards barreled towards Ok Dongja.
While the two fighters clashed in a fight of spears and teeth, Larva circled them cautiously. Her eyes watched for a good angle to strike. As much as the fairy understood Ahana, she can’t just stand by and watch her teammate get battered. Larva needed her partner to defend her.
Especially against Marisa.
An opportunity presented itself. The fairy was right behind the berserking calligrapher. Settling on the cold floor, the sound of beating wings was replaced by the hum of flowing magical force. With that all too familiar buzz, a volley of verdant green barreled towards the cursed enemy.
Two of the bullets found their target. The rotten flesh held surprisingly well for its looks, but the blow still made a notable mark. Even then, he seemed to brush it off.
The fairy readied her wings for another strike. However, she stopped as her eyes met Ok’s haunting, feral gaze. In that moment, Larva fully recognized the seemingly murderous intent, like a predator hunting for prey.
He shouted a word. Behind him, a rock had appeared out of nowhere. Next second, the boulder was flying straight at the fairy. Thankfully, her reflexes kicked in. Colorful wings carried her up and away. She heard a loud clang as the heavy stone punched through metal. That was close...
...
Wait a minute. She hasn’t seen Marisa for a while. Where did she-
Boom!
It took a short moment for her mind to register what happened. The abrupt burning pain on her back, and the fact that she was now hurtling across the field. Her wings, though singed, managed to right her before landing. The assault was relentless. Before she could muster a counterattack, a broom smacked her straight onto a hard metal container. The resounding crash could be heard throughout the docks.
The blows were agonizing, unlike the last match. Before, she only had to endure the dull ache of stress and fatigue. This time, the pain was so sharp, so... intense. The fairy had to hold back the tears welling in her eyes. It was too much. She tried willing herself up, but the protest of her body made her collapse to her knees.
“Well, well! Look who we have here!” a slightly rough, yet still feminine voice spoke.
Shoes as black as night clacked along the ground. Of all the people to fight against, why her?! A moonlight shadow looming over, the hurt fairy looked up to see the one person she dreaded having to fight.
“You’re one of those fairies from the incident a while back, right? Didn’t expect to see ya here.”
Ignoring her voice, the fairy gazed at the familiar opponent in front of her. Marisa Kirisame. The “ordinary magician”, as some call her. Despite the title, her firepower is anything but ordinary. Larva knew that from experience, even if it was only a friendly danmaku battle. She really hoped to redeem herself this time around... but against her? In a no-holds-barred fight? It’s impossible. A total defeat.
“Wish we could talk a bit more, but this is a fight I can’t afford to lose.”
The device in the Marisa’s hands began to radiate with light and warmth. This was the signature light magic that she wielded. If the butterfly fairy doesn’t do anything now, she would be scorched with its true power.
So she’ll do something.
Her face now slightly more determined than pained, Larva had been gathering the stamina to escape from this bad situation. Now it was time to let it all out. Subtly, her wings and body took stance.
The magician chanted her spell. “Love Sign...”
Now!
“Mini-"
The devious fairy charged forwards, slamming into Marisa.
The other way around!
The black-and-white magician staggered backwards. Not by much, but definitely enough to give Larva her escape. The fairy turned around and fluttered away with all her strength, quickly growing the distance between them.
“That damn fairy…” She took aim again. “Mini-"
Once again, her spell was interrupted. Now, she noticed the stabbing pain on her left arm. With it, blood. And the offending spear that clattered to the ground. For now, the screams heard across the dock were not of Larva’s, but Marisa’s.
The fairy looked down to see her partner who made the sacrifice. She was still having trouble with that pesky zombie teammate of Marisa’s. Now to return the favor. she pulled out a spellcard in her hand and, in urgency, failed to recite the name again! But there’s no time for fancy invocations in this match.
Energetic shards barreled towards Ok Dongja.
Quote:790 out of 850. T1 Super Debuff, Danmaku: Suppressing Fire is being cast on Ok Dongja.