04-08-2017, 10:39 PM
The huntress growled, crouching down and observing the struggle in front of her. Admittedly, Morene was addled of any and all solutions to this Cyberman problem currently unfolding within this crowded alleyway now full of molten Darkling oozes from all sides. It was quite uncomfortable, she might've added, but there were more pressing matters to attend to.
As for the sudden arrival of this "Dante" character, Morene took a bit of pleasure knowing at the very least another Prime was to arrive in their general vicinity. Even if it was a wild guess, Morene was amused at the redcoat himself, finding him and his flashy moves a much better pick for the job than any form of Prime she had in her head for a split second she wondered who it was about to come around the alley's corner.
He reminded her of herself, just a lot more showy, and... slightly less intimidating, if she was honest. As opinionated as that is, she thought, he's as slippery as a snake.
In which case, fighting a monster like that Cyberman? Morene could definitely respect that quality.
Meanwhile, Zedd attempted vigorously to take the Cyberman's life for himself. It began to catch on within the group of Liberators that, a slow hulking beast that could snipe you with a high-powered energy blast was not to be taken out from a distance. Though Zedd took quite a punch or so in the few minutes this encounter took place, Morene wasn't worried in the slightest; the skinless man took them like a tank would bullets.
Mostly, anyways. Morene's envy for the man's unbreakable defense went away noticing still, he was beginning to struggle. As for the rest? Again, struggle.
Forsooth, the huntress fancied, it's time to end this stalemate.
Steadying her breathing patterns, Morene slowly crept behind the Cyberman's view, at a reasonable distance away. Jak and Des observed her, about to dash in by themselves to assist both the demon killer and the conqueror's fight. Another energy blast fired off, and an ear-piercing roar came from the armored tank flooding with abyssal, toxic liquids and gaseous fumes.
Morene smirked, dashing forward as fast as she could, hoping those horrible, distorted screams would get louder.
She watched, and the world seemed to slow down as she sped up. Zedd, in the middle of deflecting a slow flail coming from the Cyberman, retaliated by raising his staff upwards to parry; Dante, being observant, began to take a stance in preparation to thrust the blade of Rebellion into the general direction of the armpit of the Nebula soldier. Jak and Des were side-to-side, stopping to find a moment to strike as the thing was distracted.
Fortunately for them, that chance was coming soon.
Calling out with a violent war cry, Morene's tendons almost ripped as consequence for how fast she was pumping her legs from the ground. Gaining the momentum comparable to a falling log, the woman's arms stretched outwards as she lowered herself, tackling the Cyberman under it's waist. The girl really had to thank her shoulder plates existing at the moment.
"GRAAH!" The huntress cried out, a loud thunk following her sudden contact with the corrupted monster.
Intending to pick the beast up from the ground it was so firmly camped out on, Morene instead pushed the Cyberman a good three feet, the Cyberman's sabatons now dug into the concrete like support beams.
This was a problem.
A short moment of confusion ensued between the other Liberators in the group, wondering the purpose of this reckless move. Dante and Des saw, though; the wall was right behind the beastly creature of Nebula, and Morene was attempting to push him into it. The woman made sure to give both Zedd and Jak an idea as to what she was doing as well;
"ASSIST me, I beg!" Morene exclaimed desperately, looking on at the four Primes now very close behind her.
The Cyberman's meaty free hand grasped around Morene's skull, but she did not worry, watching as all of her allies dashed forward. Closing her eyes, Morene kept pushing, grappling onto any and all of the points the Cyberman wanted to move, despite having her head in the equivalent of a vice in terms of power. The pressure kept building on her temples, and she swore she could feel a static-like feeling surging a spike of pain into her brain, but... after a short second, it subsided.
Opening her eyes, despite the blinding headache, Morene was delighted to see the familiar faces of her Liberator allies next to her, and the Cyberman right against the wall.
"DIE, FOOL!" Zedd shouted, raising his palm immediately following the Cyberman's collision. Even Zedd knew this more than likely wasn't the end of this creature's lowly lifespan, but all of the Primes could agree this was a better chance than any to do so. Both Zedd's staff and Dante's sword pierced into the Cyberman's stomach, hoping to do some deal of damage.
All that could be heard after that was the terrible and distorted scream of the knightly figure.
Louder, she thought. Definitely louder.
As for the sudden arrival of this "Dante" character, Morene took a bit of pleasure knowing at the very least another Prime was to arrive in their general vicinity. Even if it was a wild guess, Morene was amused at the redcoat himself, finding him and his flashy moves a much better pick for the job than any form of Prime she had in her head for a split second she wondered who it was about to come around the alley's corner.
He reminded her of herself, just a lot more showy, and... slightly less intimidating, if she was honest. As opinionated as that is, she thought, he's as slippery as a snake.
In which case, fighting a monster like that Cyberman? Morene could definitely respect that quality.
Meanwhile, Zedd attempted vigorously to take the Cyberman's life for himself. It began to catch on within the group of Liberators that, a slow hulking beast that could snipe you with a high-powered energy blast was not to be taken out from a distance. Though Zedd took quite a punch or so in the few minutes this encounter took place, Morene wasn't worried in the slightest; the skinless man took them like a tank would bullets.
Mostly, anyways. Morene's envy for the man's unbreakable defense went away noticing still, he was beginning to struggle. As for the rest? Again, struggle.
Forsooth, the huntress fancied, it's time to end this stalemate.
Steadying her breathing patterns, Morene slowly crept behind the Cyberman's view, at a reasonable distance away. Jak and Des observed her, about to dash in by themselves to assist both the demon killer and the conqueror's fight. Another energy blast fired off, and an ear-piercing roar came from the armored tank flooding with abyssal, toxic liquids and gaseous fumes.
Morene smirked, dashing forward as fast as she could, hoping those horrible, distorted screams would get louder.
She watched, and the world seemed to slow down as she sped up. Zedd, in the middle of deflecting a slow flail coming from the Cyberman, retaliated by raising his staff upwards to parry; Dante, being observant, began to take a stance in preparation to thrust the blade of Rebellion into the general direction of the armpit of the Nebula soldier. Jak and Des were side-to-side, stopping to find a moment to strike as the thing was distracted.
Fortunately for them, that chance was coming soon.
Calling out with a violent war cry, Morene's tendons almost ripped as consequence for how fast she was pumping her legs from the ground. Gaining the momentum comparable to a falling log, the woman's arms stretched outwards as she lowered herself, tackling the Cyberman under it's waist. The girl really had to thank her shoulder plates existing at the moment.
"GRAAH!" The huntress cried out, a loud thunk following her sudden contact with the corrupted monster.
Intending to pick the beast up from the ground it was so firmly camped out on, Morene instead pushed the Cyberman a good three feet, the Cyberman's sabatons now dug into the concrete like support beams.
This was a problem.
A short moment of confusion ensued between the other Liberators in the group, wondering the purpose of this reckless move. Dante and Des saw, though; the wall was right behind the beastly creature of Nebula, and Morene was attempting to push him into it. The woman made sure to give both Zedd and Jak an idea as to what she was doing as well;
"ASSIST me, I beg!" Morene exclaimed desperately, looking on at the four Primes now very close behind her.
The Cyberman's meaty free hand grasped around Morene's skull, but she did not worry, watching as all of her allies dashed forward. Closing her eyes, Morene kept pushing, grappling onto any and all of the points the Cyberman wanted to move, despite having her head in the equivalent of a vice in terms of power. The pressure kept building on her temples, and she swore she could feel a static-like feeling surging a spike of pain into her brain, but... after a short second, it subsided.
Opening her eyes, despite the blinding headache, Morene was delighted to see the familiar faces of her Liberator allies next to her, and the Cyberman right against the wall.
"DIE, FOOL!" Zedd shouted, raising his palm immediately following the Cyberman's collision. Even Zedd knew this more than likely wasn't the end of this creature's lowly lifespan, but all of the Primes could agree this was a better chance than any to do so. Both Zedd's staff and Dante's sword pierced into the Cyberman's stomach, hoping to do some deal of damage.
All that could be heard after that was the terrible and distorted scream of the knightly figure.
Louder, she thought. Definitely louder.
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Zedd used his staff, Dante used Rebellion.