Zone E -- Highlands

[Clownpiece]

Clownpiece put her arms beneath her, elbows planted firmly on the ground beneath her chest, and she propped herself up, back curving uncomfortably. She grimaced, bruised throat burning with every breath she took as she raised her left hand up, reaching it out towards the scuffle between her friend and the red coated man. Go help your friend, the words of her savior rang in her ears still, and the lunatic glow of her torch strengthened. After that bat-masked brute had tried to choke her out, she barely had the energy to stand, but hell if she was gonna let Cirno fight that other guy alone.

“Cirno!” Mustering up as much breath as she could, she shouted out the ice fairy’s name. Somehow, her call pierced through the gunfire, and her friend, frantically darting about to avoid the hail of lead, spared a quick glance over. That one moment was all the frigid girl needed; Clownpiece’s stance was instantly recognizable. In an instant, Cirno turned from a zig-zagging figure into a bright blue blur as she desperately hurled her tiny body away from her opponent. The crimson gunslinger, though his back was turned to the hell fairy, took that as his cue too and, expecting a hellish conflagration, dove to the side.

“Blondie!” Clownpiece let loose a powerful shout rather than a torrent of hellfire, a cry that she wasn’t even sure would work, given that she didn’t even know her newfound ally’s name. Coarse grass and dirt dug into the hell fairy’s forearm, driven into her skin as she shoved her weight against it. Her head whipped around as she stumbled to her feet, and the figure of her rescuer slid into sight. “Let loose and go wild! It’s Lunatic Time!” She swung her torch with all her might as she rose. Two pairs of eyes, blue and brown, locked onto the magical light, transfixed by the brilliant purple swath painted from the ground to the sky, and then by a second arc, cutting across the air above the head of the star-studded lunatic. One for confidence, one for strength. Without a moment of hesitation, the two threw themselves into action, letting loose a maddened cry as they did.

The battlefield exploded into another din as more gunfire erupted from the redcoat’s gun. Clownpiece spared a quick glance towards her blond-haired ally, who was already driving the black-cloaked combatant back with the pure fervor of his assault. If his words were to be trusted, he could handle that on his own, leaving her and the ice fairy to deal with the other one. With that in mind, she turned back to her friend and kicked forward.

Cirno danced about with renewed vigor, a mad cackle rising from her chest as she darted to and fro, steadily closing the distance. Her silver-haired opponent backpedalled furiously as he fired off quick but calculated shots, trying desperately to get a lock on such an erratic foe. With her footsteps concealed by the rapid-fire explosions, the flag-clad girl closed in. Finally, the deafening gunshots changed into a barely-audible click, and a scowl crossed the gunslinger’s face.

“Freeze!” The chilly spirit shouted, taking advantage of the moment’s respite and thrusting her hands forward. Dante swivelled on his heel, turning his side to the fairy and leaning sharply out of the way. Clownpiece closed the last few meters and lunged forward with a powerful leap, two hands clamped onto her torch. The two frozen spears shot out, missing the man’s stomach by inches, and almost simultaneously, the hell fairy’s torch slammed into the back of his head, carried by all of her weight. A terrifying crack resounded, shockwaves coursing through the little girl’s arms and throwing her off course. She crashed into the ground back-first, wind driven from her lungs, and her opponent stumbled forward in a momentary daze.

“Home run!” Cirno cheered, the chilly mist already gathering around her hands again. Clownpiece sucked in a scratchy breath, and let loose a short, painful giggle. Two more icy daggers shot out from the fairy’s hands, and as if guided by instinct, their crimson-coated friend shifted on his feet, bringing his arms up to his chest and allowing the icicles to shatter against him. He tottered backwards, the madness and fervor behind the attack catching him by surprise, and Clownpiece seized this moment to roll over, stony soil digging into her as she did, and grab onto his left leg. She braced against the ground as much as she could, pushing his leg forward and forcing him to topple. Black spots danced in her vision, the breath she had just caught driven out of her yet again as the vastly heavier man collapsed right on top of her.
 

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It’s Lunatic Time! (1/2 SP remaining)
+2 ATK was granted to both Cirno and Dane for this post.
Clownpiece used: Lampad’s Torch (Smack + Buff)
Cirno used: Icicle Attack
Dane used: Longsword + Shortsword
Dante used: Ebony & Ivory, Royal Guard