“I am assuming…” She growled.
“Yes.” Tisha’s answer was curt. Her Orb gave a view of herself, the antennae she had gained extra length curling up outwards to the sides of her head before curling up they now had a cotton like tuft at the end much like a moth’s. Her eyes glowed a dismal red and her claws were larger than before.
[Monstrous Title has advanced to Monstrous II]
“Yet again my main target is alive, preposterous, inconceivable.” The Dancer shook her horned head.
“It is time you ceased to exist.” Olga’s voice was dangerously low. Her yellow eyes took on a glow as her horns increased in size, in fact her entire body bulked up somewhat, including her height.
“…One with a Dragon Origin and the other with that of the Gehenna Lepid…perhaps, no you would all fall here today.” The Dancer muttered before holding her Chakrams up.
The two women rushed forward, their speed incomparable to before, the arms came at them just two of them to take one each.
Swift Step
With her Perception and her Aurum Art she easily dodged the attack while Olga with just her one armed slammed one limb aside with ridiculous force before summoning a gigantic nail in front of herself pointing towards the Dancer. She proceeded to slam it forwards midair. With no arms to defend herself she could look to either take the attack with her shield or dodge it and she chose the latter. Which was the correct decision, the shield likely would have broken and she would have taken damage from the nail.
The Dancer dropped down to the ground brandishing her Chakrams as Tisha reached her, four arms flashed out from all sides towards the martial artist. Tisha proceeded to leap in the air to dodge the arms coming from below while blocking the arms above with her clawed hands. She threw her foot down standing on the bottom two hands and bracing herself with the Dancer’s four upper limbs.
Neuter Sensation
Flash from her Orb cause the enemy to yell as she retreated completely blind, she was not dumb however and spun around, her Chakram flashing in a defensive movement as her arms and body moved in an almost ballet type of flow. Showing why she was called a War Dancer. It was not enough however as Olga closed in just in time for four Suspensions to appear freezing the arms in place, not being able to sense anything at all for the time being the Dancer was unaware and Tisha could see her strain against her bounds which would last a couple of seconds but more than enough for Olga to slam a nail through her shield and into her chest. The shield did enough to stop a nail that had not been buffed up from doing too much damage however and Olga had to retreat as both Neuter Sensation and Suspension had their duration run out.
In the back Finch was keep the arms busy which hails of Blades rain down from five portals, he had gained the fourth tier in both his abilities.
“Aaargh, get away from me inferiors!” The Dancer screamed as she literally regained her senses. The arms that Finch was battling disappeared as she retreated a greater distance. It seemed she could not control them properly when pressured up close. However the Agility on the other two was enough for them to more than keep up and now she had to deal with Finch’s swords personally on top of that.
Her blades danced on and off her hands blocking and dodging away from bursts of twenty-five blades at a time her movements were incredibly graceful and the skill on display could not be underestimated. Eventually the other two caught up and claws and a fist joined the fray, slashing and punching at the Dancer who fought back with incredible ferocity. Her Spectral limbs had not come out yet and her barrier was not back, so they were on a bit of a timer.
BOOM!
The Orb launched another blast but the Dancer’s incredible movement caused it to miss partially knocking the Dancer aside as it cratered the ground. The attack had not been successful but when the Dancer on the ground, this was their best chance. The women leapt at her.
“YOU’RE TOO LATE!”
Again, from beneath her skirt Spectral limbs spilled out en masse.
“Damn!” Olga was forced back covering for Tisha as they retreated before getting covered with Finch’s swords pouring down overhead.
“ANNOYING!”
The arms went after Finch once more but as they were at their smallest sizes Tisha was able to slice them apart with her claws while suspending the others.
The shield would be back soon.
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[Varos grade up G+(+)
[You have chosen Hex Shield]
[First Threshold Selected, Charge Staff evolved to Hexcharge staff]
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Like all the others Finch had been close to his First Threshold he was the third to receive it due to the deaths of the other two in the group. Finch’s real name was Alex, last name unknown. An orphan reaching the limit of the age he was allowed to stay in said orphanage. The options he could take were limited, nigh non-existent to the point that he thought about running away just as he had been hatching his plan, he had found himself in this world.
He would be lying if he said he had not been scared, he had been terrified but had tried to do his best his worst nightmare was to be a burden to the others around him and yet he felt like he had been just that. Miss Olga had been putting a lot of effort into keeping him safe and the others had banded together in this fight against the Anchor to prevent him from being killed by that monster and so his choice had been obvious when presented the options in this fight. Something that would protect the others like they protected him. It only took him a second to decide.
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“Keep going!” A shout from Finch, the loudest they had ever heard him, and it spurred them on.
Tisha stopped defending and did as he asked going on the offensive instead, they could not afford to allow the shield to regenerate and could not allow her to build back to one hundred arms again and with only three people left every second was a bonus towards the enemy.
Multi-Swift Step
Tisha dodged around and after a moment of hesitation as her eyes met Finch’s Olga moved towards the Dancer using her Armament to its maximum ability to tank the attacks.
[Strength grade up G+(+) to F-]
[Dexterity grade up G+(+) to F-]
Tisha’s Strength and Dexterity both moved into the F grades vastly improving her lethality and minute movements the reduction to her dexterity was still present with the Claw Morph however, reducing the effect of the grade increase. He constant slicing of the limbs meant that the Dancer had to keep resummoning them, but it was still faster than Tisha could keep up with.
The girls were closing the gap with the help of the blades. Olga leapt high into the air followed by Tisha right in front of her as she took a diving motion headfirst towards the Dancer. Olga launched a foot forward connecting with both of Tisha’s as she effectively kick her towards the monster. The Chakrams came up but Suspension stopped them in their tracks.
Unfortunately for the group the limbs reached the dreaded number one hundred just as the Tisha was about to reach the creature
“I WIN!”
The limbs formed together into one large arm and with the duo lined up, they were primed for instant death.
All of a sudden green shield of hexes surrounded the two of them, the Limb shot forwards…only to barely break barrier losing its momentum.
“Huh?” The surprise was echoed by everyone, but the Dancer took the longest to recover. Tisha shot above the limb and sliced with all her might as she reached the body of the War Dancer. Six red flashes appeared across the body of the monster killing her and not a moment too soon. As she died Tisha had noticed the barrier reforming on surface of her skin and if that had finished on time? She shuddered to think what could have happened.
“Dragon…Lepid…how…cursed…am…I?” The Dancer’s last words.
DOODOOM!
The world itself was groaning as it started to unravel, Tisha’s Spatial Senses gave her a basic idea what was happening as the literal Anchor keeping the world from sinking into the depths of nothingness the existence of the Dancer was required and now, they were stuck here with a world falling to pieces.
“Good job all of you.” A familiar voice, the Authority was back but they could not see him anywhere.
“You would all be resummoned in two days, your world’s time, in the meantime have some rest.”
“What about our questions?”
“I have other things to do, some of those can be answered by the natives of the Overworld which you would meet. Goodbye.”
“Finch, when you get back to Earth ask about The Dragon Moirai.” Olga said as she turned to him.
Finch looked up in surprise and before he could reply, they were all gone.
[Full merging of Transcendental Vessel Complete]
[Commencing Dimensional Porting to World R-184]
[Error – Varos Density too high]
[Determining Compression value]
[World R-184 at 5% readiness]
[Time until full merge is possible – 200 years R-184 time]
[Compressing Transcendental form]
Tisha felt a pressure all over her unbeing as if she was being squeezed into a ball as she felt an overwhelming tiredness overtake her…till she felt nothing at all.
She found herself in her bed back at home, glancing at the clock at her bedside table.
18:21 PM
About twenty minutes had passed during those three hours in the Tear, a nine to one ratio in time difference.
Soul Map
Name: Robin (Tisha Marigold)
Artifact: Peira Orb (Locked)
Armament: Red Thread (Locked)
Titles: Originator, Monstrous II
Current Status: Compressed (5%)
Attributes:
Strength
F-
Toughness
G+(+)
Dexterity
F-
Agility
G+(+)
Varos
G+(+)
Varos level
G+
Perception
F-
Abilities:
Peira Orb: [Neuter Sensation – Tier 1/10] [Suspension – Tier 4/10] [Observation]
Red Thread: [Claw Morph]
Skills:
[Varos Manipulation - Amateur] (Locked) [Analyze] [Swordsmanship – Very Skilled] [Aurum Arts - Prodigy] [Spatial Sensing - Novice]
Huh.