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>>3952
>>3954
bueno, lo acepto, pero a la proxima tiras los dos al mismo tiempo porfavor
https://youtu.be/_snN5fRL9sM
▶
Estos enemigos eran fuertes si...pero tú eras sus debilidades naturales, tarde o temprano iban a caer ante ti.
Debías debilitarlos, tal vez no directamente, pero sí todos a la vez, así también les dabas una oportunidad a tus compañeros. Vas disparando magma por doquier, Kirila estaba muy ocupada, Bullseye y Ukyo apenas manteniéndola a raya, mientras que Chihiro y Aurelio hacían lo mismo con el Nomu.
El cual esparcía más moho y esporas a cada paso que daba y golpe que recibía.
El calor iba aumentando, el fuego empezaba a esparcirse por el lugar y aumentando la temperatura, pero eso iba a derrotar al instante a tu enemigo.
Los copos de nieve derretidos se van arremolinando y formando en hielo, el hielo da forma, aumentando el tamaño de su plataforma junto a la creación de su quirk. Un inmenso dragón de hielo.
Apenas puedes salir del camino cuando este se abalanza sobre ti, el magma era muy poco, muy débil para derretir esa cosa, debes impulsarte lejos y aun así no es suficiente, desde lejos, Chihiro te empuja con una onda de aire para tratar de amainar el impacto, y aun así no es suficiente, apenas te rozo, y se sintió como si te golpeara un camión.
El dragón de hielo rompió la ventana y pared por donde entraron, mientras tú sales volando hasta chocar con la pared cercana. La cabeza te da vueltas, tal vez andas con una contusión, pero te puedes poner de pie viendo como el sujeto de hielo se acercaba de nuevo.
Una sombra te tapa, desde el flanco una enorme protuberancia, una horrenda cara enorme abre su boca lista para morderte y hacerte papilla. La boca se cierra sobre ti...pero es atrapada a último momento.
"Tch..." Aurelio aprieta los dientes, su aura cerrándose sobre la cara para retenerla, al parecer era otro quirk del Nomu
Tanto Aurelio como Chihiro estaban empezando a toser por el moho que expulsaba el Nomu.
El sujeto de hielo volvía a acercarse a ti, tal vez podías debilitarlo...pero no podías ganarle de momento, al menos no en 1 vs 1, te faltaba potencia de fuego ante el arrollador poder del hielo que este tipo controlaba.
Si tan solo tuvieras más fuerza, más magma.
"¡Maldición!"
Aurelio aprieta los dientes, unas flechas de Ukyo explotan en la cara lo que le dan a Aurelio oportunidad y jala la protuberancia perturbadora del Nomu lejos de ti, y Chihiro lo empuja más lejos con su quirk.
"¡Intenta no morir!" Te grita Aurelio, lo cual ciertamente era de mucha ayuda al pelear en soledad contra alguien superior a ti por más ventaja elemental que tuvieras.
El sujeto del hielo se moviliza delante de ti, haciendo uno ademán con su mano y ordenándole al dragón a que te ataque de nuevo.
<Ukyo
Fisico: 1d100 = 41
Quirk: 1d100 = 81
<Aurelio
Fisico: 1d100 = 73
Quirk: 1d100 = 31
<Chihiro
Fisico: 1d100 = 27
Quirk: 1d100 = 100
<Bullseye
Fisico: 1d100+45 = 122
Quirk: 1d100+45 = 72
VS
<Nomu moho
Fisico: 1d100+15 = 97
Quirk: 1d100+15 = 64
Quirk2: 1d100+20 = 23
<Hielo
Fisico: 1d100+15 = 29
Quirk:120 (3 turnos)
<Kirila
Fisico: 1d100+75 = 157
Quirk: 1d100+75 = 82
Rainbow Moonstone-f03536
OPmu
>>3951
>>3952
>>3954
well, I accept, but next time throw both at the same time please
https://youtu.be/_snN5fRL9sM▶These enemies were strong, yes... but you were their natural weakness, sooner or later they were going to fall before you.
You had to weaken them, maybe not directly, but all at once, that way you would also give your companions a chance. You shoot magma everywhere, Kirila was very busy, Bullseye and Ukyo barely keeping her at bay, while Chihiro and Aurelio did the same with the Nomu.
Which spread more mold and spores with every step it took and blow it received.
The heat was increasing, the fire began to spread throughout the place and increase the temperature, but that was going to defeat your enemy instantly.
The melted snowflakes swirl and form into ice, the ice takes shape, increasing the size of its platform along with the creation of its quirk. An immense ice dragon.
You barely get out of the way when it lunges at you, the magma was too little, too weak to melt that thing, you have to propel yourself away and even then it's not enough, from afar, Chihiro pushes you with a gust of air to try to lessen the impact, and even then it's not enough, it barely grazed you, and it felt like being hit by a truck.
The ice dragon broke the window and wall where you entered, while you go flying until you hit the nearby wall. Your head is spinning, maybe you have a concussion, but you can stand up and see the ice subject approaching again.
A shadow covers you, from the flank a huge protuberance, a horrendous huge face opens its mouth ready to bite you and make you pulp. The mouth closes on you... but it's caught at the last moment.
"Tch..." Aurelio grinds his teeth, his aura closing around the face to hold it back, apparently it was another quirk of the Nomu.
Both Aurelio and Chihiro were starting to cough from the mold the Nomu was expelling.
The ice subject was approaching you again, maybe you could weaken it... but you couldn't beat it at the moment, at least not in a 1 vs 1, you lacked firepower against the overwhelming power of the ice this guy controlled.
If only you had more strength, more magma.
"Damn it!"
Aurelio grinds his teeth, Ukyo's arrows explode in his face, giving Aurelio an opportunity and he pulls the disturbing protuberance of the Nomu away from you, and Chihiro pushes it further away with his quirk.
"Try not to die!" Aurelio shouts at you, which was certainly very helpful when fighting alone against someone superior to you despite your elemental advantage.
The ice subject moves in front of you, makes a gesture with its hand and orders the dragon to attack you again.
<Ukyo
Physical: 1d100 = 41
Quirk: 1d100 = 81
<Aurelio
Physical: 1d100 = 73
Quirk: 1d100 = 31
<Chihiro
Physical: 1d100 = 27
Quirk: 1d100 = 100
<Bullseye
Physical: 1d100+45 = 122
Quirk: 1d100+45 = 72
VS
<Mold Nomu
Physical: 1d100+15 = 97
Quirk: 1d100+15 = 64
Quirk2: 1d100+20 = 23
<Ice
Physical: 1d100+15 = 29
Quirk:120 (3 turns)
<Kirila
Physical: 1d100+75 = 157
Quirk: 1d100+75 = 82
>>3952
>>3954
well, I accept, but next time throw both at the same time please
https://youtu.be/_snN5fRL9sM
▶These enemies were strong, yes... but you were their natural weakness, sooner or later they were going to fall before you.You had to weaken them, maybe not directly, but all at once, that way you would also give your companions a chance. You shoot magma everywhere, Kirila was very busy, Bullseye and Ukyo barely keeping her at bay, while Chihiro and Aurelio did the same with the Nomu.
Which spread more mold and spores with every step it took and blow it received.
The heat was increasing, the fire began to spread throughout the place and increase the temperature, but that was going to defeat your enemy instantly.
The melted snowflakes swirl and form into ice, the ice takes shape, increasing the size of its platform along with the creation of its quirk. An immense ice dragon.
You barely get out of the way when it lunges at you, the magma was too little, too weak to melt that thing, you have to propel yourself away and even then it's not enough, from afar, Chihiro pushes you with a gust of air to try to lessen the impact, and even then it's not enough, it barely grazed you, and it felt like being hit by a truck.
The ice dragon broke the window and wall where you entered, while you go flying until you hit the nearby wall. Your head is spinning, maybe you have a concussion, but you can stand up and see the ice subject approaching again.
A shadow covers you, from the flank a huge protuberance, a horrendous huge face opens its mouth ready to bite you and make you pulp. The mouth closes on you... but it's caught at the last moment.
"Tch..." Aurelio grinds his teeth, his aura closing around the face to hold it back, apparently it was another quirk of the Nomu.
Both Aurelio and Chihiro were starting to cough from the mold the Nomu was expelling.
The ice subject was approaching you again, maybe you could weaken it... but you couldn't beat it at the moment, at least not in a 1 vs 1, you lacked firepower against the overwhelming power of the ice this guy controlled.
If only you had more strength, more magma.
"Damn it!"
Aurelio grinds his teeth, Ukyo's arrows explode in his face, giving Aurelio an opportunity and he pulls the disturbing protuberance of the Nomu away from you, and Chihiro pushes it further away with his quirk.
"Try not to die!" Aurelio shouts at you, which was certainly very helpful when fighting alone against someone superior to you despite your elemental advantage.
The ice subject moves in front of you, makes a gesture with its hand and orders the dragon to attack you again.
<Ukyo
Physical: 1d100 = 41
Quirk: 1d100 = 81
<Aurelio
Physical: 1d100 = 73
Quirk: 1d100 = 31
<Chihiro
Physical: 1d100 = 27
Quirk: 1d100 = 100
<Bullseye
Physical: 1d100+45 = 122
Quirk: 1d100+45 = 72
VS
<Mold Nomu
Physical: 1d100+15 = 97
Quirk: 1d100+15 = 64
Quirk2: 1d100+20 = 23
<Ice
Physical: 1d100+15 = 29
Quirk:120 (3 turns)
<Kirila
Physical: 1d100+75 = 157
Quirk: 1d100+75 = 82
los dados estaban bendecidos con mememagia el día de hoy
https://youtu.be/sTdn8-G8ftg
▶
"Apreciamos tu dedicación a la parte tétrica de esto, ¡pero no es el momento!"
Grita Rosalia, ay qué delicada, ibas a ayudar, si no podías físicamente, como todo maestra de las ilusiones y la magia del cine, ibas a facilitarle la tarea a todos los brutos.
Eso más la amenaza a Shiori de querer poseerla de nuevo, ya sentaba las bases de este plan, un ataque piraña, distraer y darle chance a los otros de poder seguir atacando mejor.
Tus espectros se dispersan por el lugar como pila de canicas cayendo al suelo.
Shiori se gira apenas ve una figura acercarse por la derecha, solo para espantarla con un disparo de aire de su mano y descubrir demasiado tarde que era otra ilusión.
"¡Tsk!"
Mas Gwen's se mueven a su alrededor a cada paso que daba, remplazando a toda que fuera despachada, cubriendo cada ángulo, y hablando, hablando y hablando sin parar para seguir distrayéndola
"¡CALLATE!"
Shiori lanza un codazo a una aparición que explota en ectoplasma, y justo ahí Yukihira encuentra su oportunidad.
La mordelona salta sobre su espalda, envolviendo brazos y torso mientras engancha una pierna detrás de la rodilla de la yakuza, las dos deberían caer hacia atrás, o al menos esa era la idea.
Shiori alcanza a clavar una mano contra el suelo antes de tocarlo, sus músculos tensándose mientras evita caer al contra el concreto a pesar de la fuerza que ejercía Yukihira.
"¡Salte de encima, maldita mocosa!"
Yuki aprieta más fuerte desde atrás.
"¡Eso es porque estás sintiendo el peso de la justicia, estoy llena de ella!"
"¡Eso no tiene sentido!"
Rosalia aparece de nuevo al frente, Shiori abre los ojos de la impresión apenas nota el brillo verdoso saliendo de su garganta.
"¡NO-!"
La dragona vuelve a escupirle el gas directo al rostro.
La nube revienta sobre su cara y esta vez la yakuza traga todavía más.
"COF COF COF"
Sus ojos lagrimean peor que antes y la tos pasa a ser un problema para respirar más severo.
Pero incluso así, seguía siendo demasiado peligrosa.
Con un rugido, Shiori se impulsa hacia arriba con un salto, Yukihira perdiendo su agarre antes de que la Yakuza la agarre con las piernas y la tire hacia adelante como bala de cañón, incluso cuando ya había hecho distancia, Yuki iba a estrellarse contra Rosalia.
Rosalia apenas tiene tiempo de reaccionar antes de que Erick aparezca otra vez, empujándola fuera del camino y atrapando el impacto de Yuki con el cuerpo.
Los dos ruedan por el suelo, Erick suelta un jadeo ahogado, este se pone de pie para encarar a Shiori.
La Yakuza jadea mientras se limpia la boca con el dorso de la mano, avanzando contra el boxeador, las ilusiones tuyas se meten en el camino, pero ahora Shiori estaba muy concentrada en Erick.
Los golpes ya no son fácilmente evadidos, Erick recibe golpes, y muchos, solo podía servir de distracción mientras era usado de saco de boxeo, un golpe al estómago que lo hace escupir sangre lo derrumba en el suelo.
El golpe al estómago le había dejado el cuerpo temblando y ahora apenas podía mantenerse estable.
"Erick..." Rosalia aprieta los dientes.
Pero el plan no se detiene.
Tus ilusiones seguían moviéndose alrededor de Shiori, multiplicándose entre el ambiente y apareciendo donde ella giraba la vista y desapareciendo justo antes de ser alcanzadas.
La charla y vocifero aumentando exponencialmente, guasa y provocaciones que solo hacían que las venas le palpitaran de la ira, luego de tanto tiempo, haciendo que su calma se empezara a esfumar.
"¡CÁLLENSE!"
Shiori lanza golpe tras otro, el ectoplasma explotándole en la cara mientras el zumbido constante de voces seguía erosionándole la paciencia y la cordura.
Yukihira vuelve a entrar, se desliza entre el suelo y aparece por detrás, envolviendo otra vez el cuello y el brazo de la yakuza con sus brazos, enrollando mechones de su cabello en sus manos para agarre extra.
"¡La justicia nunca descansa!" Grita Yukihira
Le seguía Rosalia. La dragona inhala tan fuerte que incluso su pecho plano se hincha antes de volver a expulsar aquella nube directamente al rostro de Shiori.
Shiori no puede evitarla, vuelve a inhalar el gas.
Sus ojos ya estaban hinchados y rojizos, las lágrimas corriéndole por las mejillas mientras respiraba con dificultad, su voz carraspeadas como una lija y escupiendo sangre con cada palabra.
Con pura fuerza bruta tira de Yukihira, arrancándose también algunos cabellos que se le reflejan a Rosalia. Gira con Yukihira en su brazo, casi golpeando a Rosalia que alcanza a esquivar, antes de estampar a Yuki contra el suelo.
Las ilusiones vuelven a interponerse. El plan se repite, tu distracción dándole a Yukihira la chance de poder retener a Shiori un instante que Rosalia aprovecha para gasearla.
Pero esta vez Rosalia estaba demasiado cerca. El puño de Shiori sale disparado directo hacia el rostro de la dragona, con Yukihira de pasajera antes de que salga volando por el impulso
La Dragona ya tenía su espada al frente para bloquear, pero no iba a ser suficiente
(https://youtu.be/9J2rM4aZcGY?t=19s
▶ )
Dorian aparece de la nada y recibe el golpe por ella, cualquier daño que pudiera reducir por su quirk no siendo suficiente.
El golpe impacta de lleno contra él y genera una onda expansiva.
"Tch..."
El sonido seco del impacto resuena por toda la habitación mientras Dorian aun así consigue agarrar el brazo de Shiori y girar el cuerpo.
La llave la arrastra al suelo con su postura baja.
"¡VAMOS!" Grita Dorian, forcejeando mientras intenta mantenerla inmovilizada.
Rosalia no duda y descarga otra nube concentrada directamente sobre Shiori.
La yakuza vuelve a inhalar y sus síntomas se ponían peores que antes. Escupe sangre al suelo mientras intenta respirar. Sus ojos ya casi que no podían abrirse completamente.
"Ustedes..." carraspea "Son...insoportables..."
El brazo de Dorian cruje mientras ella gira sobre el suelo sujetándolo de la muñeca.
Dorian es llevado como muñeco de trapo y estrellado contra el suelo, una, dos, tres veces.
El impacto provoca un pequeño temblor y deja a Dorian completamente inmóvil entre el escombro.
"¡DORIAN!" Grita Yukihira.
Shiori se pone de pie tambaleándose, el efecto del combate ya siendo imposible de ocultar, a la par que Erick también se ponía de pie.
"Vamos chicas...yo se que pueden hacerlo, podemos derrotarla" Erick trata de decir algunas palabras de aliento a pesar de estar a un paso de caer el mismo.
<Dorian
Fuera de combate
<Yukihira
Fisico: 1d100+40 = 64
Quirk: 1d100+40 = 110
<Rosalia
Fisico: 1d100+40 = 58
Quirk: 1d100+40 = 51
<Erick
Fisico: 1d100+30 = 79
Quirk: 1d100+30 = 96
VS
<Shiori
Fisico: 1d100+65 = 85
Quirk: 1d100+65 = 146
Herderite-8fe950
OPmu
>>4049
https://youtu.be/sTdn8-G8ftg▶"We appreciate your dedication to the spooky part of this, but now is not the time!"
Rosalia screams, oh so delicate. You were going to help; if you couldn't physically, as the master of illusions and cinema magic, you were going to make the task easier for all the brutes.
That, plus the threat to Shiori about wanting to possess her again, laid the groundwork for this plan: a piranha attack, distract and give the others a chance to attack better.
Your specters scatter across the place like a pile of marbles hitting the floor.
Shiori turns as soon as she sees a figure approaching from the right, only to spook it with an air blast from her hand and discover too late that it was another illusion.
"Tsk!"
Gwen's move around her with every step she takes, replacing any that get dispatched, covering every angle, and talking, talking, and talking nonstop to keep distracting her.
"SHUT UP!"
Shiori elbows an apparition that explodes into ectoplasm, and right there Yukihira finds her opening.
The Biter jumps onto her back, wrapping arms and torso while hooking a leg behind the yakuza's knee; the two should fall backward, or at least that was the idea.
Shiori manages to jam a hand against the ground before touching it, her muscles tensing as she avoids crashing into the concrete despite the force Yukihira was exerting.
"Get off me, you damn brat!"
Yuki squeezes harder from behind.
"That's because you're feeling the weight of justice; I'm full of it!"
"That makes no sense!"
Rosalia appears in front again; Shiori's eyes widen in shock as she notices the greenish glow coming from her throat.
"No—"
The dragoness spits the gas directly into her face again.
The cloud bursts over her face, and this time the yakuza swallows even more.
"COUGH COUGH COUGH"
Her eyes water worse than before, and the coughing becomes a severe problem for breathing.
But even so, she was still too dangerous.
With a roar, Shiori propels herself upward with a jump; Yukihira loses her grip before the Yakuza grabs her with her legs and throws her forward like a cannonball. Even though she'd already created distance, Yuki was going to crash into Rosalia.
Rosalia barely has time to react before Erick appears again, pushing her out of the way and taking Yuki's impact with his body.
The two roll across the floor; Erick lets out a muffled gasp, then stands up to face Shiori.
The Yakuza pants while wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, advancing on the boxer. Your illusions get in the way, but now Shiori is too focused on Erick.
The punches are no longer easily dodged; Erick takes hits, many of them. He can only serve as a distraction while being used as a punching bag. A punch to the stomach that makes him spit blood knocks him to the ground.
The blow to the stomach had left his body trembling, and now he could barely stay stable.
"Erick..." Rosalia grits her teeth.
But the plan doesn't stop.
Your illusions keep moving around Shiori, multiplying in the environment and appearing wherever she turns her head, vanishing just before being reached.
The chatter and shouting increased exponentially, jokes and provocations that only made the veins in his head throb with rage, after so long, causing his calm to start fading.
"SHUT UP!"
Shiori throws one blow after another, ectoplasm exploding in her face while the constant buzzing of voices continued to erode her patience and sanity.
Yukihira re-enters, sliding between the floor and appearing behind, wrapping the yakuza's neck and arm with his arms again, twisting strands of her hair in his hands for extra grip.
"Justice never rests!" Yukihira shouts.
Rosalia followed. The dragoness inhaled so hard that even her flat chest swelled before expelling that cloud directly into Shiori's face.
Shiori couldn't avoid it; she inhaled the gas again.
Her eyes were already swollen and red, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe, her voice rasping like sandpaper and spitting blood with every word.
With pure brute force, she pulled Yukihira, tearing out some of her own hair that reflected to Rosalia. She spun with Yukihira in her arm, nearly hitting Rosalia, who managed to dodge, before slamming Yuki into the floor.
The illusions interposed themselves again. The plan repeated: your distraction gave Yukihira the chance to hold Shiori for an instant, which Rosalia used to gas her.
But this time, Rosalia was too close. Shiori's fist shot out directly toward the dragoness's face, with Yukihira as a passenger before being launched away by the impact.
The Dragoness already had her sword raised to block, but it wouldn't be enough.
(https://youtu.be/9J2rM4aZcGY?t=19s)▶
Dorian appeared out of nowhere and took the hit for her; any damage she could reduce with her quirk wasn't enough.
The blow landed squarely on him, generating an explosion wave.
"Tch..."
The dry sound of the impact echoed through the entire room as Dorian still managed to grab Shiori's arm and twist her body.
The lock dragged her to the floor with a low stance.
"LET'S GO!" Dorian shouted, struggling while trying to keep her immobilized.
Rosalia didn't hesitate and unleashed another concentrated cloud directly onto Shiori.
The yakuza inhaled again, and her symptoms worsened even more. She spat blood onto the floor while trying to breathe. Her eyes could barely open fully now.
"You..." she rasped. "You... are... unbearable..."
Dorian's arm cracked as she spun on the floor, gripping his wrist.
Dorian was dragged like a ragdoll and slammed into the ground, one, two, three times.
The impact caused a small tremor and left Dorian completely motionless amidst the rubble.
"DORIAN!" Yukihira screamed.
Shiori stood up, stumbling; the effects of the fight were impossible to hide now, while Erick also got to his feet.
"Come on, girls... I know you can do it, we can defeat her," Erick tried to say some words of encouragement despite being one step away from collapsing himself.
<Dorian
Out of combat
<Yukihira
Physique: 1d100+40 = 64
Quirk: 1d100+40 = 110
<Rosalia
Physique: 1d100+40 = 58
Quirk: 1d100+40 = 51
<Erick
Physique: 1d100+30 = 79
Quirk: 1d100+30 = 96
VS
<Shiori
Physique: 1d100+65 = 85
Quirk: 1d100+65 = 146
https://youtu.be/sTdn8-G8ftg
▶"We appreciate your dedication to the spooky part of this, but now is not the time!"Rosalia screams, oh so delicate. You were going to help; if you couldn't physically, as the master of illusions and cinema magic, you were going to make the task easier for all the brutes.
That, plus the threat to Shiori about wanting to possess her again, laid the groundwork for this plan: a piranha attack, distract and give the others a chance to attack better.
Your specters scatter across the place like a pile of marbles hitting the floor.
Shiori turns as soon as she sees a figure approaching from the right, only to spook it with an air blast from her hand and discover too late that it was another illusion.
"Tsk!"
Gwen's move around her with every step she takes, replacing any that get dispatched, covering every angle, and talking, talking, and talking nonstop to keep distracting her.
"SHUT UP!"
Shiori elbows an apparition that explodes into ectoplasm, and right there Yukihira finds her opening.
The Biter jumps onto her back, wrapping arms and torso while hooking a leg behind the yakuza's knee; the two should fall backward, or at least that was the idea.
Shiori manages to jam a hand against the ground before touching it, her muscles tensing as she avoids crashing into the concrete despite the force Yukihira was exerting.
"Get off me, you damn brat!"
Yuki squeezes harder from behind.
"That's because you're feeling the weight of justice; I'm full of it!"
"That makes no sense!"
Rosalia appears in front again; Shiori's eyes widen in shock as she notices the greenish glow coming from her throat.
"No—"
The dragoness spits the gas directly into her face again.
The cloud bursts over her face, and this time the yakuza swallows even more.
"COUGH COUGH COUGH"
Her eyes water worse than before, and the coughing becomes a severe problem for breathing.
But even so, she was still too dangerous.
With a roar, Shiori propels herself upward with a jump; Yukihira loses her grip before the Yakuza grabs her with her legs and throws her forward like a cannonball. Even though she'd already created distance, Yuki was going to crash into Rosalia.
Rosalia barely has time to react before Erick appears again, pushing her out of the way and taking Yuki's impact with his body.
The two roll across the floor; Erick lets out a muffled gasp, then stands up to face Shiori.
The Yakuza pants while wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, advancing on the boxer. Your illusions get in the way, but now Shiori is too focused on Erick.
The punches are no longer easily dodged; Erick takes hits, many of them. He can only serve as a distraction while being used as a punching bag. A punch to the stomach that makes him spit blood knocks him to the ground.
The blow to the stomach had left his body trembling, and now he could barely stay stable.
"Erick..." Rosalia grits her teeth.
But the plan doesn't stop.
Your illusions keep moving around Shiori, multiplying in the environment and appearing wherever she turns her head, vanishing just before being reached.
The chatter and shouting increased exponentially, jokes and provocations that only made the veins in his head throb with rage, after so long, causing his calm to start fading.
"SHUT UP!"
Shiori throws one blow after another, ectoplasm exploding in her face while the constant buzzing of voices continued to erode her patience and sanity.
Yukihira re-enters, sliding between the floor and appearing behind, wrapping the yakuza's neck and arm with his arms again, twisting strands of her hair in his hands for extra grip.
"Justice never rests!" Yukihira shouts.
Rosalia followed. The dragoness inhaled so hard that even her flat chest swelled before expelling that cloud directly into Shiori's face.
Shiori couldn't avoid it; she inhaled the gas again.
Her eyes were already swollen and red, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe, her voice rasping like sandpaper and spitting blood with every word.
With pure brute force, she pulled Yukihira, tearing out some of her own hair that reflected to Rosalia. She spun with Yukihira in her arm, nearly hitting Rosalia, who managed to dodge, before slamming Yuki into the floor.
The illusions interposed themselves again. The plan repeated: your distraction gave Yukihira the chance to hold Shiori for an instant, which Rosalia used to gas her.
But this time, Rosalia was too close. Shiori's fist shot out directly toward the dragoness's face, with Yukihira as a passenger before being launched away by the impact.
The Dragoness already had her sword raised to block, but it wouldn't be enough.
(https://youtu.be/9J2rM4aZcGY?t=19s)
▶Dorian appeared out of nowhere and took the hit for her; any damage she could reduce with her quirk wasn't enough.
The blow landed squarely on him, generating an explosion wave.
"Tch..."
The dry sound of the impact echoed through the entire room as Dorian still managed to grab Shiori's arm and twist her body.
The lock dragged her to the floor with a low stance.
"LET'S GO!" Dorian shouted, struggling while trying to keep her immobilized.
Rosalia didn't hesitate and unleashed another concentrated cloud directly onto Shiori.
The yakuza inhaled again, and her symptoms worsened even more. She spat blood onto the floor while trying to breathe. Her eyes could barely open fully now.
"You..." she rasped. "You... are... unbearable..."
Dorian's arm cracked as she spun on the floor, gripping his wrist.
Dorian was dragged like a ragdoll and slammed into the ground, one, two, three times.
The impact caused a small tremor and left Dorian completely motionless amidst the rubble.
"DORIAN!" Yukihira screamed.
Shiori stood up, stumbling; the effects of the fight were impossible to hide now, while Erick also got to his feet.
"Come on, girls... I know you can do it, we can defeat her," Erick tried to say some words of encouragement despite being one step away from collapsing himself.
<Dorian
Out of combat
<Yukihira
Physique: 1d100+40 = 64
Quirk: 1d100+40 = 110
<Rosalia
Physique: 1d100+40 = 58
Quirk: 1d100+40 = 51
<Erick
Physique: 1d100+30 = 79
Quirk: 1d100+30 = 96
VS
<Shiori
Physique: 1d100+65 = 85
Quirk: 1d100+65 = 146
>Lucas
<Considérate salvado, no hay devoluciones
"¡AAH, NO VALE, NO VALE!"
Se quejó, pero no había devoluciones. Al menos tras eso las circunstancias lo distrajeron lo suficiente como para continuar. Corriendo junto al equipo 3 ?, descubrió que la líder y él compartían inspiración.
El chico le compartió su pequeño secreto. Tal vez no muy bien guardado, pero aparentemente bien recibido por las sonrisas que también compartieron.
<¿De verdad?, debe gustarte mucho, jeje
"¡Jaja, sí!" -asintió con la cabeza, uniéndose al coro de risas-
<Eres un buen chico Lucas. Llegarás muy lejos
"¡¿Uh?! ¡Wah!"
Se sobresaltó, tropezó, y se detuvo parándose firme. Con el rubor tan visible en sus mejillas como en un muñequito de porcelana.
"¡¿Pero qué dices?!" -apartó la vista y movió las rodillas como una colegiala nerviosa- "¡NO ME GUSTA QUE ME DIGAS ESAS COSAS!, ¡NO NECESITO CUMPLIDOS!" -y puso labios de patito, por si no era obvio, mentía. Le hizo sentir bonito-
...
La idea de Karui se volvió la prioridad. Kin, el genio, por primera vez se vio dudando sobre qué hacer a continuación, pero el aspirante le recordó su puesto: El pensador. El estratega.
<Seguimos con lo que hacemos hasta que reducirlo, con lo que sea que se haya inyectado, su cuerpo no ha de durar mucho, sea por stamina o vitalidad, hasta que lleguen los refuerzos
Pero fue Yukako la que reafirmó su capitanía en la incertidumbre. Lucas asintió.
"¡Ese es un plan!" -le gustaba porque hasta él podía entenderlo-
<¡Que no escape!
Se tomó la orden como si de ella dependiera su vida. Karui no llegó a musitar palabra antes de volverse el satélite de Lucas, que se lanzó cual estrella fugaz adelante antes de volver al cielo.
Le rodeaban portales como si nacieran de su estela roja. El aspirante sonrió una vez el azul infinito se extendía en todas direcciones y decidió convertir a Karui en su hélice.
Giraron como el mundo, el calor les abrazó y entonces, con todo el momentum concentrado, Lucas soltó a Karui hacia el sol convirtiéndolo en un hombre supersónico. Lo despidió agitando su mano y se entregó a la caída libre.
El aspirante llevó los brazos atrás y la cara al frente, cayendo tan rápido como pudiera, y frunció el ceño centrándose, aguzando los sentidos. La armada mantenía el asalto constante, el aspirante extendió el brazo y lanzó un manotazo que lo desvió, y aprovechó el cambio brusco para girar en el aire y caer de pie junto a Yukako, estos aún barriendo unos centímetros el suelo antes de frenar.
"¡VOLVÍ!"
Las cosas no se veían muy bien. ¡Pero entonces, llegan los refuerzos! Por suerte suyos. Con el magma, sus ataques de viento y las balas de Kin, todo aumentado en tamaño gracias a Yukako, comienzan a diezmar a los clones y frustrar su escape.
¡Y entonces, llegaron más refuerzos!
<¿Es eso lo que debemos derrotar?
"¡EH, ES ESE CHICO!" -y Chihiro- "¡Y EL MUDO!"
<¡Esperen...chicos!
"..." -a ese no lo conocía-
Y hablando de gente que no conocía, una ventisca le sorprende, haciéndole alzar la mirada. Era... una chica, aparentemente enojada.
"¿Y tú quién eres?"
<¡Ya era hora, maldita sea!
"¡¿Eh?!"
<¡Dame una mano para salir de aquí!
"¡No te va a ayudar!"
<Si, jefe...
"¡¿EH?! ¡ES MALA!"
¡La descubrió! Esta información era vital, pero entonces -muchos peros- cayó entre llamas el mismísimo señor Fahrenheit.
<¡Sol de Apollo: Smash!
"Genial..."
La bomba que cargaba Karui cayó directo sobre los clones, imitando el final de los dinosaurios. El villano fue dispersado como una colonia de hormigas a la que se le corta el paso, y Karui cayó vuelto su mejor versión.
<¿Estamos esperando algo?, hay villanos que derrotar
"¡EH, ESO FUE GENIAL, AMIGO!"
Lucas extendió la mano y empezó a palmear la espalda de Karui. O esa era la idea, porque por la diferencia de alturas, este terminó recibiendo, en su lugar, varias nalgadas.
"¡ERES GENIAL!" -miró a Yukako y Kin- "¡A QUE FUE DE MUCHA AYUDA! SU PLAN FUE GENIAL." -detuvo los golpeteos-
>>10468
<I-Increíble, y-yo quiero hacer eso también.
"¡Eh, sí!" -asintió con la cabeza ante la idea de Nazuna- "¡Enséñanos a hacer eso después!" -no pensó en lo imposible que era para él en aquel momento-
La batalla se había reanudado. Balas y papel unidos. Y decían que la espada era el contrario de la pluma. En fin. Lucas se preparó para seguir con los golpes, pero...
<Una sugerencia, pero creo que los de quirks de calor deberian centrarse en la mujer de papel
"¿Eh?" -se vio confundido- "yo no tengo eso..." -se vio en necesidad de explicar-
Pero daba igual. Eso le dio un segundo muy útil para pensar una nueva idea, Lucas sonrió y se acercó a un portal y levantó una pierna en un patadón.
Las paradas siempre son más fuertes que los puñetazos. Lo mismo debía ser con la ventisca que generara. Pero la idea era otra.
Tras la primera patada, el ataque se convirtió en un salto. Lanzó otra patada con viento, y sintió que aún no estaba listo. Fue a la tercera patada poderosa que finalmente se atrevió.
(¡AHORA!)
Aplicó el fa jin en el combo. Cerrando la tríada de patadas con la más explosiva del conjunto.
F 1d100 = 2
Q 1d100 = 90
