Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20180217201231

To Fritz and Stella, the loyalists forfiet their lives the moment they chose to remain on Master's side of the conflict. Thier cloak dropped, they each drew a deep breath, and unleashed a concentrated hail of fire on the enemies sprinting past them. Incendiary shells from thier weapons peppered the road alongside the inferno made by Osiris just seconds ago. The loyalists ducked and dodged, one of them even siezing the opportunity to sneer at Fritz. His response, Fritz sneered back milliseconds before two cherry red laser beams swept across the road, bifurcating a dozen of them in one strike.

Through the smoke and flames, the Adjutant's sillhouette formed a beast-like visage as it hovered over the battlefield. Its laser cannons glowing that same shade of red like a Grimm's eyes.

4, 3, 2, 1. Stella's SMG ran dry and in a snappy, practiced movement, the Tigress slapped in another drum as she partially transformed her weapon into hooksword form to take on the next wave. Activating her semblance, she barreled feet-first into a squad, crushing the leader's head under her boot.

First target, catch thier sword with her hook; blast kneecap with shotgun. As the loyalist dropped, the last thing his mind registered was the view down Envy's twin barrels before Stella squeezed the trigged a second time. Second target manages to clip her shoulder with his sword; localized charge/spin kick into his head. Taking a steel-toed boot to the temple left him woozy, even through the aura. Woozy enough to not register a massive hooksword being driven in through the top of his skull. Third target tries yet again to attack Estellia from behind; his sword met her shotgun's hook, catching it and leaving him open for another point blank shot to the stomach, shattering his aura. Whipping around, the Tigress switched Avarice back to SMG form and looked the loyalist dead in the eyes before opening fire, rending him apart with armor-piercing bullets.

The full squad down, Stella exhaled sharply just before a much larger loyalist, this one looking like a much meaner Linna on steroids, landed a clean shot into her back with a similar heavy gunblade. The Tigress spun around, shaking off the pain as best she could. Raising her weapons in a defensive stance, the brute was just about to cleave her in half until an incendiary gyrojet from Sturmhund rammed into the side of her gunblade. Scorching flames fell on her hands but the brute simply fought through the pain while throwing a trio of frag grenades into the ruined building Stahlfritz had been using as cover.

In her younger years, Stella would have cried out in fear but having been with Fritz for so long, she knew just how slippery he was. A few explosives wouldn't be the end of him and it wasn't. The cyborg decloaked on the roof of the nieghboring building, squeezing the trigger and this time triple-tapping her with Magma dust gryojets. One to the wrist, one to the head, one to the back. Losing her balance, not-Linna toppled forward as Stella rolled out of the way.

Not-Linna eventually broke free of her fiery restraints, taking a split second to look for Stahlfritz before muttering "coward" under her breath and going for Stella a second time. Her mistake; her right knee was knocked out from underneath her and her own wieght led to her impaling herself from behind onto the scissor tip of Stumhund's spear form. Before she could even make any sort of pained noise, a set of flash fabricated claws anchored themselves in her face as Fritz decloaked and pulled her head back, hyperextending her neck before snapping it. With another wave of hostiles charging in, the couple dove into another set of ruined buildings.

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Honara had been holding her semblance back for a while now, not wanting to reveal this exact card until a good opening was found. From the looks of it; this was her time. Feinting a standard swing, the girl moved her sword to block with lightning speed; the shotgun blast that often followed a strike did knock her sword back but in a display of talent, she used the momentum to spin it around to maintain the block while reforming the blade.

"Clever girl." Honara said just as her nova went off, sending her off balance and flying a good few feet. Before she could regain a footing, the rattlesnake burst forward into a spin attack, hitting her several times before choosing to finish with a deliberatly telegraphed three-way strike; one sword to the upper body, another to the leg, and the last one to the back. Clearly she saw this coming as when the dust settled, a second blade had formed off her original sword and a thick glass shield hovered behind her back.

What wasn't telegraphed was Honara's robotic right arm deactivating its blade and jamming the shotgun barrel up against her neck and opening fire.

Electricity arced off of Geuda's shield, his only melee option. However, that wasn't its only use. Huffing, the ex-firely charged at the first coyote charging him which lept overhead with ease. That wasn't the point though, no. The point was to get the second coyote in the firing line of Maman Brigette's 20mm which still functioned in shield form. A high-explosive slug landed square in the coyote's head, tearing it apart as Geuda one-handed Baron Samedi to unload on the first coyote now coming at him. It wasn't much, but using his shield to cover his backside would have to do for now.

The guards focus on Ranna was thier mistake as a nearly six-foot tall woman walked into the room from behind them, effortlessly placing high velocity crossbow bolts into the bases of the skulls. As they dropped like sacks full of hammers, she strode up to the hostages and pulled one of the bolts from a body. Her body language remained totally unchanged, almost robotic.

"Chi, you're pretty fast. Escort these people somewhere safe." the jaguar spoke before heading back upstairs to move on the next set of hostages.