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The hulking beast was taking some serious damage from Oswald's perspective. It took a huge chunk of ice to the face and the fireball the cat launched had the beast staggering. With Avari now climbing up the beast the attack seemed to be going pretty well. That was until the Heartless singled out Oswald. This would be a good time to retreat he thought as he started backing away, but before he did the giant launched an attack against him which led to him suddenly standing in a burning circle of pain.
The only thing Oswald could think of doing is getting out of the fire as fast as possible. Grabbing the cat he started running in a direction, any direction. The pain of being in the fire was extreme and the smoke was making him cough a lot. As he finally burst out of the fire he collapsed on the ground. Getting back up had him shaking. This beast would do more than the one at the mansion, he thought, it could kill them and wouldn't make mistakes doing it. Panting, he pointed his remote at the beast and shot off some more electricity, a few seconds in it sparked and the beam stopped. "No!" he yelled at no one in particular, "Don't do this to me!" he yelled as he hit the remote. Pointing it again at the monster all it did was sparkle. It would be a short while before he could use it more.
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Avari's whole body tensed as the Darkside unleashed a powerful attack, and she only glanced over in time to see Oswald standing in the center of it all as the column of dark purple energy rose into the sky. When it faded, Oswald was limping away, severely hurt but still on his feet. Suffice to say, he probably wouldn't be able to take that kind of hit again. Gritting her teeth as she attempted to sink her blade into the beast's flesh for a better grip (if she is unsuccessful, she'll simply try to get a good hold either way to keep from falling). Avari had waited long enough for some of her magic to come back, but at this rate the battle was going, she couldn't afford to waste any more time.
After finding a suitable position to fire from, Avari attempted to nail the Darkside's eyes with two fireballs, one for each eye. Immediately after, she was climbing again, doing her best not to get grabbed or squashed like a bug by the creature's ginormous appendages. As she reached the top of the Darkside's head, she could see Maxwell attempting to pierce the Darkside's neck with his magic. With her sword in hand, she also tried to pierce into the beast's thick skin, even so much as using her gravity magic in order to force it down even further. Avari had realized that the sword seemed to do little damage of course, she was using it as an anchor to hold on to the creature more than anything.
Out of the three party members, Maxwell seemed to be the most capable of delivering powerful blows to their quarry. She felt she was more an annoyance to the heartless than a threat, but as long as she was distracting, could that buy enough time for Bayde to unleash whatever he was concentrating on right now? Avari wasn't sure, but she had to try, and now that she had climbed onto the monster, she couldn't exactly back down now. Quickly, she tried to look for Oswald again in the midst of the chaos, and called out to him, "Oswald, you alright?"
*MP rose to 50, then fell to 20 after the use of two fireballs and the gravity augment on her sword*
In the billowing wake of the pillar of dark fire, the air around the battlefield had dried out and the heat lingered on the skin of everyone present. The attack the Darkside had used had been strong, but that was likely the only use of it the beast had. Further, it was still caught on the ground and thoroughly tired out. Why it had chosen Oswald as a target was anyone's guess. Perhaps the Darkside was just as mindless as the other Heartless it could call to its aid? Maybe the creature thought he would be the easiest to finish off.
Regardless, this fight needed to end before it caught its breath. Bayde would not allow that kind of power to enter Twilight Town.
Max was the first to action, assembling an array of projectiles and launching them in another gattling of attacks against the creature. Instinctively, the Darkside brought its arms up to cover its face from the pummelling after the first few spheres made contact. That was good. The beast would stay on the ground long enough for Bayde to make his final move. He just needed a few more seconds to concentrate.
Oswald, shaken and panicked by the attack, quickly went for his remote and blasted their prey with another burst of electric energy. What the remote did produce struck true, and the bolts danced atop the creature's skin as it tensed and writhed at the unexpected attack. However, the remote seemed to be losing power fast and Bayde wasn't sure how well the rabbit would do without what seemed to be his primary weapon.
Avari had manged to take hold of the situation as well, her sword sinking into the hide of the creature just enough that she held steady while firing off two successive plumes of fire magic into the Darkside's eyes. What she hadn't accounted for was the reaction that it would have to Max's attack, and as she moved to resecure her position a massive hand swathed over her and clamped down with a crushing grip. With her head exposed just above the end of its fist, the Darkside finally righted itself on its knees.
Max moved in natural response to seeing his captured ally, taking what remained of his water and leaping onto it before launching himself to flank the Darkside with a well-placed spear to the neck. While this irritated the beast, it wasn't nearly enough to get it to let go of his captive. Not until Max shifted his platform into a hammer and took to the spear like a nail on wood.
The blade of the spear emerged from the other side of the Heartless, stabbing all the way through its neck and throat. The shock and pain were enough to disrupt its grip, and Avari was released from her position about ten feet above the ground to fall towards freedom.
Bayde's eyes flashed. This was the best chance they were going to get, especially since the Darkside seemed hell-bent on standing.
Bayde leaped from the rooftop he'd occupied to focus, landing on he ground with his medallion placed firmly against it. A solitary flash of orange light burst from the artifact, and from the ground around the Darkside five of the light chains shot forth with hooked teeth at their ends. The first two came up from the beast's rear and snaked in and around the massive hole in its chest before the claws sank deep into its collar and tightened. Reflexively, the Darkside moved to unlatch the chains. The attempt, however, was thwarted by the two chains that came from each side, digging into the beast's wrists and pulling each arm out to full extension at the sides.
Yet still, the body quaked and the head lashed back and forth, trying to see the threat through burned eyes. Bayde's brow furrowed as the fifth chain erupted from the tall wall to the creature's back and bit into the underside of its chin, pulling the head back with a sickening crack.
The Darkside was on its knees, its torso pulled at an unnatural extension backwards as it fought to keep balance. Its arms, spread out fully to each side, tremored in the effort to escape its binds. The head was still, neck bent back in a painful looking struggle against the chain that had practically embedded itself in its throat. It would not be moving from that spot anytime soon. The fight had sapped it of the strength to fight against the chains formed of the translucent, soft orange glow of light.
Still, producing that many of them at that size and with that much strength had required a significant amount of Bayde's energy. His vision was blurry, and he wouldn't have wanted to stand from his own crouched position even if his legs didn't feel like they were made of gelatin.
"You...You need to finish him now, kuu. We may not get another chance!"
Post by Maxwell Tendas on Feb 23, 2017 15:59:54 GMT -4
A look of satisfaction crossed Max’s face as he hammered his spear cleanly through the Darkside’s neck and out of its throat. He had no time to revel in his success, however, as he noticed the Heartless had grabbed ahold of Avari with a crushing grip. As his spear pierced through the other side, though, the Darkside reared in pain and released its brief grip on the girl, leaving her plummeting towards the ground. Max reacted quickly, simultaneously diving off the creature’s shoulder and forming a platform of water to stand on as he tried to catch her.
He narrowly missed, coming within inches of being able to grab her before she impacted the ground with a hard thud. Though it was an impact unlikely to be fatal, it was still a long fall to suffer, especially after being crushed. Expecting the girl to be at least stunned for a time (though he wouldn’t have been surprised if she was near unconsciousness after suffering such injuries), the soldier landed between her and the Darkside, tsking s protective posture. As he did, he stole a glance at Oswald and saw the rabbit was struggling to make his remote perform. Combine that with the fact that Avari seemed like she was very nesrly tapped out for magical power, if not incapacitated from her fall, and it seemed like the rest of the fight would depend on him.
As he began drawing what water was left available on they alleyway, he saw Bayde finslly do something. The moogle leaped from his rooftop perch and used his medallion to summon five more of those strange chains. They snaked out of the ground and around the Heartless, binding it with its back and neck bent backwards.
“You...you need to finish him now, kuu,” the moogle said, crouching where he had landed a short distance away, “We may not get another chance!”
Max knew he was right. Darksides were among the toughest of all the Heartless, and in his experience their apearance in a world usually indicated it was in its death throes. The fact that there was one here now in Twilight Town was disconcerting. They were very close to beating it back, however. If they managed to successfully finish it off, their victory would galvanize the inhabitants of Twilight Town and give them a sense of hope.
With his thoughts focused on the city that was depending on them right now and his eyes trained on the Heartless’ vulnerable throat, he reached out with his power to sense how much water was left in the walls around them. It wasn’t as much as he had hoped for, but it should prove to be sufficient for what he had planned.
He began by gathering what was still left outside the walls, forming it into a single spear of ice in front of him, around the suze of the spesr he left embedded in the Heartless’ throat. Then, he turned his focused to the water in the walls. Using his power, he began grabbing onto it bit by bit. As there was a little bit of timr and no immediate threat to defend himself from he didn’t rip it from the walls in a great explosion as before, but left only smaller holes which began to dot the walls all around them as streams of water flowed from them. He brought it out and began forming it all into more numerous spears of ice. Before long there was what nesrly amounted to a wall in front of him fully comprised of spikes of ice, all of them trained on the Heartless.
The amount of water and the intensity of focus needed was visibly straining him, however. As he gathered and formed the water, he began to sweat more profusely, his face turning red from the expenditure of energy. His body began to shake as if he was pushing against a great weight with all the strength in his body. He knew the strain of this attack was likely to strain him so much he’d be left unconscious, but if they didn’t end this now there might be no stopping the Darkside. A decisive finishing blow was what was needed here. As he finished gathering the water, he trained his eyes once again on the Darkside’s vulnerable throat. He used a small amount of water he had held back to reach up and retrieve his spear from the creature and letting it fall to the ground.
As the sound of metal on stone rang through the alleyway, he unleashed his attack.
The first spike he had formed, the largest of them all, he aimed for it to hit the Darkside’s vulnerable throat and pass all the way through its head and, hopefully, out the other side. The rest of them he threw in a brutal volley intended to damage and shred the rest of its body so bad that, should his attack not finish the beast, it would hopefully be weak enough for Oswald and Avari to finish it.
Max himself, however, wouldn’t be able to keep his feet long enough to fully watch what happened. Almost as soon as he sent the water hurtling at the Darkside, the edges of his vision began to turn dark and he stumbled to one side. He barely managed to catch himself against the nearby wall, sagging against it before sinking to the ground in exhaustion….
Hitting the remote with his hand just led to sparks again. Nothing he could do with it now. Putting it in his pocket he limped towards the beast just as Bayde chained it to the ground. Leaping quickly out of the way, looking towards the creature, Oswald could say that it was now trapped. For what time Oswald didn't know but didn't really care, this was the right time to heal. "Kitty, come over here," Oswald said to the cat. The cat who was currently sitting by what once was the giant fire. Walking over the cat started to dance around Oswald feeling infinitely better he jumped into the air and quickly cast a frosty icicle blast towards the creature.
Looking around for anything that might help he found some rubble by a wall. Remembering his first meeting with the local Yuke when he trapped a pipe in Dark Whispers, he whipped around and cast the spell. Running over to the now trapped piece of rubble he kicked it towards the towering beast. "Hey Avari, Maxwell, how are you holding up?" he yelled out towards the two.
A surprised yelp escaped Avari and was quickly cut off as the massive hand plucked her off the Darkside's head like she was nothing more than a pesky ant, and it tightened its grip on her to the point where she could hardly breathe. All she could see from her perspective was the beast's bright glowing eyes and tangled black tentacles around its head. A moment went by, then two, and just as her vision was about to go dark, the Darkside's grip loosened and released her. With no where to go but down, Avari braced herself for the impact, but falling straight down like this left her with no real way of bracing herself. She caught a glimpse of Max nearby trying to reach her, but he was too late. Her feet hit the ground first, and they hit hard as she immediately crumpled over from the impact and she let out a cry of pain.
For a time, she just laid there in pain, struggling to move in her dazed state. When she finally managed to get back on her feet, she watched as Bayde unleashed chains of pure light to bind and ground the Darkside, essentially trapping it where it was. She cringed as the final chain yanked the beast's head back with a loud crack, not out of pity for the heartless, but purely out of shock due to being inexperienced with such graphic violence. With Bayde's cue, it seemed that this was the final stetch and Avari felt the adrenaline building up at the hopes of finishing this.
Max was the first to take this cue as he summoned an incredible amount of water to form a spike hovering just over the beast's throat. She couldn't let him kill the heartless alone though, so Avari started forward, stumbling at first, but then gaining her footing as she gained momentum. She ran straight under the creature and stood just below where its head was located, seeing as climbing up to its face didn't work out so well.
Whatever happened, she couldn't let this Darkside win, she couldn't lose this place too like she had with Radiant Garden. Anger surged through her at the thought of the heartless overwhelming the town and all the people in it, and her sword clattered to the ground beside her as fire erupted from both her hands and up towards the back of the beast's head as a continuous stream of flame. She screamed in the midst of her rage, a battlecry of sorts as she unleashed the last of the magic she had left in her, and then a little more after what she believed her limits were. Once the flames were extinguished, her arms fell limp to her sides as she gasped for breath. Should the beast fall, she readied herself to run out to saftey, but otherwise she would wait to recover her energy to unleash another attack. Whatever it took to kill this heartless, she was prepared to do it.
The first things to hit were Max's spikes, which crashed into the suspected vital areas of the creature with the accuracy required to crush its throat. Upon impact, the massive weapons penetrated the hide of the creature deeply enough to make any weak-stomached onlooker cringe before the subsequent projectiles crashed into their predecessor, pushing it further and shattering along with it. No doubt shards of ice would have embedded itself deep in the neck and jaw of the creature, but the goal Max had set for himself of a through-and-through shot was not met.
An interesting property of the chains came into display as the fragments of ice came into contact with them, however. Where ice met orange glow, the shards sharpened and extended, stabbing and clawing further into the creature than they would have on their own.
Next, as Oswald called his familiar to his side and it began to dance around him, Avari's rage boiled over and she unleashed her fiery assault against the Heartless. Bayde could tell her reserves were quickly exhausting themselves, though she seemed to be just fine running off her own fumes at this point. Her flames lapped at the skin of the creature, meshsing with the chains so potently that searing brands began to form across the skin that was in contact with them. The Darkside wailed in pain at the chains' touch, seeing the fire's heat and intensity exponentially increase because of it.
Even Oswald's follow-up blast of Blizzard magic had felt the effects of the chains' touch, and his follow-up attack from the Dark Whispers materia also saw its effects boosted as the black winds shrouded the entire creature upon their contact with the bindings.
Whether it had been Max's icicle spears, Avari's burst of flames, Oswald's own frosty magic, or the potency of all three being boosted by Bayde's powerful chains, the effects of the attack against the Darkside were clear. All the attacks crashed against their colossal target, the energies spreading and mingling into a burst of steam and ice fragments that fogged the group's vision of their quarry. Upon clearing, the once struggling form of the beast now hung limp against the bindings it had struggled against so viciously before.
Bayde's chains cracked, and then shattered with the sound of metal warping and giving way under a weight it could no longer carry. The Darkside fell to the ground, its face hitting against it with a resounding thud. The moogle let loose a sigh, feeling whatever energy had been expended in forging those chains at least partially flow back into him. The beast had been less than ten yards from the wall before the united attack against it, but now it wouldn't have a chance to close that gap.
Well, to be fair, it never had a chance of breaching the wall in the first place. Bayde had more than enough time to plan out their defenses, and while plan A had been to let these three fell the foe themselves and plan B had been to help them with his chains, it was quite rare for his plan C's to fail. He glanced up and over the wall, eyeing the building in the distance that he'd stationed his fourth recruit. He wouldn't be able to see if their support had stuck around, but something in Bayde's gut told him that once the fight was over there wouldn't be any reason for that to be the case.
The Darkside's prone form was slowly melting away into a shadowy mist, the miasma of its body dancing into the air until it melted into the darkness once more. With no keyblade among the four of them - er, five, rather. Six, if he were to count the strange cat that the rabbit had seemed to summon. Still, regardless of the number that it had taken, they'd won the battle. That was what mattered right now.
"It seems we've done it," Bayde mumbled as the last of the Darkside's body faded away into the mist. "You've all done well. Now, as I'd promised you for your services..."
The moogle fished into the coffers of his cloak, pulling out three small bags filled with the golden orbs that most every world took as currency, lazily tossing them in the direction of the three fighters.
"And feel free to fish around for any of the scraps left by the big guy. You'll probably find something useful, kuu"