Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20161009134004/@comment-25389303-20161204182425

Mizuki was hesitant to follow through with Nobel's plan, but seeing no better alternative she darted to the right, dodging swipes from the robots as she lured them away. Tragoedia did the same to the left, however rather than dodge the incoming attacks he blocked their claws with his huge arms, or more commonly launched a devastating counterattack with the giant golden blades protruding from his wrists. The Cavalier units were certainly tough and well-armoured, but against such an opponent even they crumbled under the thunderous blows. Tragoedia made a habit of breaking their backs over his knee whenever he got an opportunity, or better yet, threw them off the tower.

The initial wave stalled, Nobel would have enough time to launch another volley. Unfortunately for them, the robots were beginning to react to their tactics and ceased their swarming-style assault - instead using some form of patient, strategic teamwork.

Meanwhile, the battle between Smiler and Diaboli continued. In terms of movement speed, Smiler had the advantage. However, the sheer reach and control Diaboli had with the Hand of Charon was a perfect counter to this. As a result, Smiler bided his time, dodging Diaboli's attacks and waiting for the right moment to dart in and strike, fully knowing that to allow Diaboli to grab hold of him would mean certain death.

Eventually Diaboli drove Smiler to the edge of the tower. However, rather than press his assault, he paused and pointed at his opponent.

"It's over Smiler, just look down!" he shouted above the wailing winds. Thinking it was a trick, Smiler did not respond immediately. But after several moments passed with Diaboli not saying a word, he eventually glanced downwards to the ground below.

"''What the..." ''he wondered in disbelief at the sight below. What had once been grey, destroyed housing was now replaced by a pulsing swarm of black and white creatures. They had completely surrounded the tower - hundreds, no, thousands upon thousands of Grimm surrounded them. They clawed at the concrete tower furiously, gradually weathering away its base. Smiler observed the scene for several moments, before turning back to Diaboli. His grin was as wide as ever, but his eyes weren't laughing.

''"Was t-this it? W-was this your master plan?" ''he demanded, angry that he had been caught unawares by the development, and at the same time frustrated that he didn't understand the purpose of it.

"Once I realised you had set up base at this tower, I knew you had made a mistake," Diaboli explained slowly. "If you had been watching the news, you would have known that a massive horde of Grimm was moving towards Vale from the north-east, down from where I had released them during the Battle of the Goldmine. It just so happens that this tower is directly between them, and Grimm can't help but be attracted to such strong sources of negative emotion like this."

Diaboli gestured with his arms the area around them. However, Smiler was still not impressed.

"It w-will take hours before they collapse the t-tower. By then, you'll all be 'dead', and I..." ''He placed a hand on over his heart. ''"...will be long g-gone. Vale will be first to taste true t-terror, and then, the rest of R-Remnant will too!" ''

As Smiler cackled to himself, Diaboli shook his head and sighed.

"That's a twisted chaos theory you've got there," he decided. And then, without warning, he suddenly began his attack again.