Zone X -- The Colosseum

[Clownpiece]

The acrid scent of burnt flesh, her own flesh, stung Clownpiece’s nose. Her right side burned like the fires of hell, and she cradled the long wound with her free hand. There was no blood for her to hold in; the plasma had simply seared its mark into her, but it felt like it was helping, and that was all she needed. Her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, the deepest she could manage with the sheer agony suffusing her body. Yet in spite of the searing pain over her kidney and the dull ache of her ribs, a manic grin slowly spread across her face. A grin which slowly morphed into a toothy smile, and then a childish giggle.

This was just like home. Hell. She took in a deep breath, side and chest splitting with agony and dusty air scratching at her throat, but she pressed on until her lungs were full. Darkness danced around the edges of her vision, and she released the breath in one go. A second wind filled her body with fiery energy, and she dove back down towards the fray, eyes darting across the battlefield. From her vantage point up high, she could see Tamsin off to the right struggling to stand, down but not out. Nearly directly below was Zedd, grappling with his armored opponent, and winning it seemed. The hell fairy’s mouth turned up in a cruel smirk.

The metal monstrosity wailed ineffectually on his opponent’s back as Zedd lifted him over his head, letting out a triumphant shout and shakily preparing to slam him into the sand. Red, white, and blue blurred together as Clownpiece suddenly hit the ground immediately in front of the meaty behemoth, falling to one knee as she did. Painful shocks rattled through her legs, but she kept the smug grin plastered to her face. Her left arm flashed out before Zedd could react, infernal heat welling up in her palm. A muffled yell of some sort escaped the monster as its visor was bathed in a gout of fire. His already unstable stance faltered, metal clanged against metal as the two collapsed to the ground, and the fairy’s cruel giggle washed over the both of them.

With a roar of pure rage, Zedd rolled Isaac off of him and clambered to his feet, his Z-staff whipping out towards the hellspawn. A bolt of electrical brilliance shot out and subsequently slammed into the ground, kicking up a harmless cloud of dust.

“Missed me~” Clownpiece sang from off to his left, balancing delicately on her right foot, torch held high above her head. The skinless monster twisted on his feet, furiously throwing another bolt at her. She dodged to the right again, bolt once again sailing past. Her eyes darted back down to the armored man on the ground, who was lifting his weapon up, bearings finally regained.

“Man your aim is bad~” The trickster spirit mocked, stopping on a dime and floating barely off to Zedd’s side. The engineer’s plasma cutter flashed up, three horizontal dots lining up to cover both of his opponents. With another childish giggle, Clownpiece ducked behind the conqueror just before the weapon released its payload, and the blue bolt only seared Zedd. With another righteous roar, the monster seemingly ignored the hit, spinning on his feet to face the fairy, arm extended out to the side.

CRACK

White exploded into Clownpiece’s vision as the behemoth’s haymaker slammed into her temple, and the blonde child was thrown right out of the air. She crashed into the ground a few meters away, sand and chips of stone digging into her skin and tearing at her dress, and she rolled to a halt, ears ringing and vision spinning. More white bloomed in her vision not a moment later, as one of Zedd’s bolt struck true, slamming into her ribs and filling her with electrical agony.

Once again, the infernal fae’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, her burst of adrenaline all but gone. She turned her head back towards the now three-way scuffle. Everyone was back up, but attrition was getting to them. Movements that were once on point were now sluggish. Clownpiece placed her hands under her chest, and slowly pushed back up to her feet. The purple radiance of her torch grew more intense. She took in another deep breath, suppressing the agony all over her body, and crossed the torch-bearing arm across her side.

“HEY!” She let loose the loudest scream she could possibly manage, the world dimming in her vision. Everyone turned to face her on complete instinct, and even though they all knew what was coming, that knee-jerk reaction was all she needed. A magenta arc cut across her body and high into the air.
 

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T1 Super Utility: Driven Mad used on everyone (0/2 SP remaining)
[spoiler]Short version: For the next 30 seconds, those who don’t block it will disregard their own safety, and may even accidentally harm themselves.[/spoiler]