In which the entire tower collectively goes OH SHIT

[tempustemporum]

Characters: The entire tower. PARTY POST.
Setting: Take a wild guess.
Format: Either or.
Summary: The tower has been reduced to one room, and it's chock full of monsters. Who you gonna call?
Warnings: Lots, the least of which being language...


[Well, ladies and gentlemen, shit dun hit the fan.]

[The tower has been condensed to one room with pretty much nothing in it. This post? Do whatever in it. General reactions. Go. ...As for Ienzo, he's just kind of sitting in the corner, head in his hands.]

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[begin0peration]

She'd managed to find a respite from monstrous forms armed with words and claws she'd given them herself _{("You're not a good doctor at all, you're just a torturer--")} for all of a few minutes when the tower itself began to collapse inwards. Fran's got the time to snap the thread she'd been using to truss what scores the monsters had managed against her, before she has to catch herself because serious situations aside, Fran's still got the balance of a long-running game of Jenga.

[prayerless]

Fran might eventually have noticed a bit of a strange feeling -- almost like a blooming warmth, centering at the injuries she had suffered -- and a soft green light coming to life around her. Ethereal shapes that looked like leaves fluttered down from the air as the cuts began to close. Whatever Fran's strange physical nature, it was almost like magic how she was getting fixed up.

Aqua surged out from seemingly nowhere shortly after the green healing light subsided, tearing Master Keeper's prongs through a few of the monsters nearing Fran. She swung the Keyblade in large, circular arcs, bringing it back again and again until the offending figures were defeated and she could speak.

"Are you alright?"

[thegirltwin]

[Nina had been doing her best to protect anyone she could. To lead them to safety, or to dispatch of any monsters she found. Then she felt the tower crumbling, collapsing in on itself. She feels herself fall and it feels like falling into a dark pit until something comes out of it, a nightmare she hasn't had in a long time, a nightmare she thought was over after she recovered her memories...

Nina is laying on the now empty floor, completely dazed, when she looks up to see the Nameless Monster approach her, but more daunting and terrible than it ever appeared as a storybook drawing. It has claws that weren't there before and its teeth are even longer than before, jutting out of its mouth.

And she just knows it's going to eat her alive.]

[fractus_animus]

[ Well, not if HE has anything to say about it. Minato is a good enough distance away by now to be able to send Thanatos at it, so he raises his Evoker to his temple with a BANG! and the Persona appears, attacking whatever this monster is with it's gigantic sword. Minato is quick to come to Nina's aid, because he knows she might be hurt-- ]

Are you all right? Can you walk? You need to get up the stairs, if you can.

[reversedestiny]

[Sora is not sure how to react to the monsters. Considering that there are strange Heartless here--ones that refuse to obey him--it's understandable. He's warily staying as far away from any of the creatures as possible. Really... What else can he do?]

[forceless]

[OK OK no time to panic. NeoShadows, he'd handled those before-- sort of. Kind of. Whatever. The point was Ven jumped forward to attack them, Stormfall still in hand, and a small blue Unversed picking at them where it could.]

Come on, keep moving...!

[lethechained]

[Naminé is not a fighter.]

[Naminé is neither equipped nor trained to fight, for all her secondhand memories and observation of such activities. Her magic is useless in such a situation... or at least, most of it is. She is quietly and endlessly grateful that she got the chance to learn a few spells from Aqua before this nightmare became real. Those spells have served her well, maybe even saved her life, few in number though they may be. With the whole tower one giant room, it's not hard to see where to go, so she heads for the safest spot she can possibly find. On the way, she's more than ready to help anyone she sees in trouble, so some people might find themselves suddenly surrounded by a Reflect spell to block an attack coming their way or that whatever was after them has been hit by a Stop spell.]

[prayerless]

[And while Naminé is protecting people, she'll find herself protected, too, by the parent magic of her own.

A Reflect spell surges to life around Naminé -- the creatures cancel out her attacks at close range, but Aqua can find her distance by jumping. And that's how she manages most of her magical assaults, as well as how she eventually makes her way over to Naminé.

She relentlessly slashes through the mutated monsters -- some of them Heartless, from the looks of it -- that near the tiny blonde, until she has room to breathe. With said breathing room, she looks over her shoulder at the small artist, and despite the dire circumstances, spares a smile.]

You're doing wonderfully, Naminé.

[That's all she has time for right now, because there are two lanky Neoshadows approaching her from the side, and she needs to busy herself with slashing Master Keeper in a graceful upwards arc to vanquish them.]

[fifty]

[Now, normally America is good at fighting! It's just that his fighting often involves punching things, and getting close enough to punch any of these monsters leads to him being not nearly as good at it as he'd like to be.

He's still managing to hold them back, but he's getting increasingly surrounded. Give him a hand?]

[keepscalm]

[England has a sort of sixth sense for when America is in trouble. It was just kind of something you developed when you took care of an active child and couldn't keep an eye on them all the time.

England's abilities also don't rely on super strength, since he's not so lucky to have it. He's good with things like swords and guns. Unfortunately, there was no sword in his trunk. Just a knife, which rest assured is at the ready on his belt, if not in his hand.

Guns, though, he has one of those. And he's using it to help thin out the throng of monstrosities surrounding America.

Wordlessly, of course. He doesn't want to call attention to the possibility that he might actually be worried about his former charge.]

[herpderphero]

Ammy was a defenseless, squishy thing when it came to the threat of actual monsters- these weren't dicerolls or little nickle miniatures. The place was a madhouse, and while some people were being proactive in fighting back...all Amadeus could do was hide under the base of the stairs, quivering with his hood pulled over his face and Liv tucked under his arm. He didn't know what had happened to the rest of his things, but that was irrelevant now. But despite the desperation of the situation, he couldn't find it in him to move, even when several monsters found their way to his hiding spot. All he did was curl up tighter and pray it didn't hurt too much.

[saintclockblock]

Oh for chrissakes' tower, how can Raiden successfully avoid notice like the ninja he's supposed to be when you're dumping everyone into a huge boiling crockpot of clusterfuck melee? How many flanking bonuses are even in play right now, jesus.

None of that bullshit matters (even that rush of sickening fear in his gut at being forcibly flushed out like a fox in the hunt) because Amadeus is about to get eviscerated by real-life monsters and what the hell is he gonna do about that other than dramatic last moment monster tackles, he asks you?

Yeah, exactly. Raiden is tackling the fuck out of the ugliest looking one.

[metawoof]

Like many of her gaming ilk, Echidna was regrettably all talk and no action. She wasn't afraid of watching Briar play Amnesia: The Dark Descent and she wasn't totally scared when they watched the Grudge. Even if she refused to watch the Exorcist. But this shit was real and it was probably really going to kill her. And as much as her Grandpa was a war veteran badass, that was not something she was prepared for.

But part of her did insist she do something, and that something was run. And so she kept running up and up the staircase, as fast as she could, as long as she could. The problem was she was just a silly human, and could not keep running for long, and was forced to stop and take deep breaths if she didn't want to completely collapse.

[keepscalm]

England was a protector at heart. He wasn't defending the tower for the tower, after all, and certainly not for the assholes that ran it. He was worried about the people held captive in it. Certainly some of the struggle was for his own survival, but he was less concerned about himself than he was the people that did not even have weapons to fight with, experience be damned.

Searching the stairs was an absent thought, but one he was glad that he had when he saw the girl heaving breaths like she was about to keel over at any second further up the stairwell.

"Oi!" called the nation, slipping his knife out from his belt to help him clear the way to her. The address wasn't the politest thing, but he didn't know her name and needed to announce his presence somehow.

When there were no more monsters in his path, he cleared the rest of the steps to the girl, mindless of the various mystery oozes that coated his knife arm in favor of concern over the young woman. "Are you alright?" he queried breathlessly. Obviously not all was right with the world, but he couldn't be sure at first glance that she wasn't injured, or didn't have some other health problem that was preventing her from running.

[floreatnoctem]

There's only one way to go, and that's up- she knows that, but she doesn't care to run. Instead, she clears the way for others, keeping careful measure of the distance between herself and the monsters so she doesn't feel that by now familiar sensation of her power, her link to Medea, slowly slipping out of her reach. She clears the attacking creatures with a combination of Poisma and Maragidyne- those not incinerated more than usually succumbing to the poison coursing through their bodies. Those who resisted both were dealt with by her axes as well as she could- and those she could not manage, she worked around until someone who could take them on did so.

"Medea!"

--but there was very little a good Mind Charge and the swirl of Medea's flames couldn't take care of- though she would begin to wear down soon enough. Until then though, Chidori was dead set on doing what she could to keep the other residents of the tower safe, whether she was asked to or not.

[fractus_animus]

Minato, fortunately, was not concerned when it came to his situation. This disregard, while also dangerous to his own well-being, allowed him to take the risks necessary to cross the room towards her. Chidori was another story, however; he did not want her hurt more than was needed. It isn't long before the Medea's fire is joined by Thanatos' ice. The Persona was dangerous, but all the more reason to use it now than to simply play it safe. If it came to dying, he was far from concerned.

Momentarily, at least, he manages to catch up to her, though they are quickly being surrounded by another horde of twisted Shadows and other things he is certain he has never encountered. But for the weaker ones, his sword would do.

He had been hoping for something a little less restricting than a single room to fight in, but oh well. They'll simply have to make due. Especially for the defenseless. They had to fight.

"... This is too cramped."

And more bodies of whatever these things are fall as Thanatos takes it blade to the larger ones, launching a Brave Blade attack.

[keepscalm]

Tales of white knights on horseback didn't originate in Europe for nothing. England's no superhero, nor is he a mage adept or martial arts master, but he's nothing to sneeze at in regards to military training and he can certainly hold his own against the...creatures that lay siege to the tower. He wasn't frightened -- fear of injury was something he had gotten past a long time ago. It was definitely conductive to his continuous struggle fending off the monsters.

He was juggling his fighting knife and his beloved gun like a pro, but still, he's only one person, and he can't take care of all of these by himself. Plus, he'll eventually run out of ammunition if he's not careful.

He'd really appreciate anyone that would be willing to help him, to be honest. Even though he was pretty grumpy at that moment, with all the fighting and the running out of breath and all.

[ ooc: will do prose or action C: whichever you prefer ]

[ocariness]

[ Link is perfectly at home in this situation, cleaving through everything in her path. Some things she recognized to be twisted evils from her own land (Redeads, Stalchildren, Poes, Floormasters, Dead Hands, to name a select few), and some she'd never encountered.

Regardless, though, they kept coming. When she saw England, she quickly cut down the creatures in her path, picked an arrow out of her quiver, and it lit on fire, sailing through the air and through many monsters on it's way. Several more joined the first, and she followed the projectile's path with her sword and shield, making her way to the man before she lost her chance.

It's a good thing she's quick on her feet. ]

Arthur--!

[ Please to be watching your back, she may not get there in time. Because these things just KEEP. COMING. ]

[gloomyapoplectic]

Blind fury was nothing new to Kanaya. It was largely what kept her alive whenever she was roped into physical conflict, taxing as it was in more than one way. It removed any inhibitions or worry about anything in her way, so at least it was useful for cutting down enemies.

But, when allies or innocents were involved, it was a different story.

Difficult as it was, Kanaya was doing everything in her power to not fly off the handle, just because there were so many innocent people around her and she was fighting for them just as much as herself. She didn't want to hurt them. It was a struggle to keep herself just calm enough, and it was impeding her from reaching her threshold of extermination regarding these monstrous aggressors. It was worth not killing anyone who didn't deserve it, though.

She snarled viciously, reaming one of the approaching shadowy figures with her chainsaw. There was a lot of blood. Quite a bit of it was hers. And it wasn't any color that was normal on the Alternian hemospectrum. She just hoped that everyone else was too caught up to notice.

[brbdocumenting]

Anya was used to fighting from the safety of her mecha, but even without Mordred she could still hold her own. One had to be prepared for all types of battle when you're a Knight of the Rounds. That being said, staying by the girl with the chainsaw could prove advantageous in her survival. She fought what she could with her hands and feet, so don't mind the quiet pink haired girl following you around.

[bittertears]

Alice was no stranger to both fighting abominations and finding herself amongst a sudden shift in her surroundings. Of course, those were occurrences that would, typically, only happen within her mind. Admittedly, witnessing such events all over again within the Tower only made her further question just what exactly was "real" anymore.

But real or not, she wouldn't just stand idly and do nothing. Her eyes fell upon the Vorpal Blade, as Alice raised her weapon and ran a finger along its bloodied edge. She noticed the Insidious Ruin appearing in front of her, the doll face heavily cracked and with several more pipes protruding from its back.

She stood her ground and stared down the creature, her hand clutching the Vorpal Blade. "You're even more repulsive than I remember."

[straightupzorra]

Santana on the other hand was not this kind of fighter. Sure she was in shape and had the occasional scuffle in the hallways at school and in the tower, but she wasn't used to fighting for her life. To be honest, it wasn't something she wanted to get used to. But her legs and arms were strong and she could high kick with the best of them. So she's a little beat up and worn out, but she's trying to keep going.

"What the fuck is that thing?!"

[fractus_animus]

[ Somehow, he had never pictured this happening, but here it was, going on. Side-by-side, he was standing with his doppelganger, fighting against the monsters that were seemingly endless.

Far enough away to cast spells at the more distant ones, he's dual-wielding an Evoker and his gun at the moment, switching between his sword and bullets as the situation should call for it.

It's an odd sight, to be sure: two blue-haired teens with guns to their heads fending off these twisted creatures. Somehow, he got separated again from Chidori, so he'd have to be careful. ]

Thanatos!

[ And the Persona cuts it's way through numerous creatures. As it does so, he smiles--the adrenaline rush wasn't unfamiliar, and one might say he enjoyed it. ]

I suppose it'll be bad if anyone gets killed. We'll have to get them up the stairs.

[evokingfool]

[It's an odd thing to imagine, two 'same' people fighting side by side, against the swarm of monsters. Some monsters look familiar, others doesn't.

At their distance, Minato summon his his Personas to cast spells. Other times, the mythical beasts or beings would tear through their opposition.]

Parvati!

[A moment for a Mind Charge, follow up by Mabufula from the goddess. The ice spell strike through the creatures from below.]

We just need to open up a path long enough.

For Ienzo (if you want) and Molly

[myblueskies]

[Romeo was very scared, he had seen lots of scary things in the tower but these were the most scary. Monsters had been attacking and now they were all stuck in one room with no where to hide.

Romeo had been trying to fight, and mostly staying with Molly. He spotted Ienzo in the corner and tried to make his way over to him.]

[princesspowerful]

[Molly was helping Romeo get anywhere they wanted to go. Super strength sure was handy sometime, but over use of her powers would make her fall asleep, then she would be the one needing protection. It may seem odd to people who don't know the effect of her powers but Molly was holding back in order to stay awake as long as possible. She would not fall asleep and put her friends in danger, she just wouldn't.]

[grimauxilatrix]

She knew something bad was going to happen, she just knew it. But even with the foresight that something bad was going to happen again, they still caught her off guard. Luckily she held on to her lipstick, the one that turns into a chainsaw, so she was armed. If anyone needs any protection it could be safe to stay by Kanaya. Chainsaws aren't the cleanest of weapons so she may have a bit of blood on her, don't let that startle you.

[gloomyapoplectic]

It was a little surprising to hear a chainsaw that wasn't hers, but it was a little less surprising when Redkan chanced a look over at the source and found that it was her doppelganger, accordingly wrecking shit and taking names. It was comforting to know that they shared that aspect too, for some reason. Then again, she hadn't seen husk nor hair of Terezi, Vriska, or Karkat, so any familiarity was welcome.

Kanaya would soon find herself with her mutant double at her side, getting just as messy as Kanaya herself was. Though, said double's injuries (and there were quite a few of them) were bleeding a bit brightly-colored -- very different from Kanaya's own jade blood.

That was sort of the least of Redkan's worries at the moment, though.

[verymuchalive]

For Aradia, the problem isn't so much that the tower is one big room, more that it's full of monsters and while she's not a bad fighter, exactly, it's still not something she'd prefer to deal with.

Of course, it doesn't help that she can't get too close to them without her powers disappearing and leaving her hardly at her most effective. Thus she's mostly staying airborne, trying to stay far enough away from the monsters that she's able to freeze or otherwise attack them without having to revert to her more than rusty whipkind specibus.

[gloomyapoplectic]

Kanaya isn't sure, at first, who's responsible for freezing the monsters in place, but she sure as hell is taking advantage of it. Sawing through the immobile beasties is only too easy, and it's only after taking down a few of them that Kanaya glances upwards, and finally spots the hovering Aradia.

Well, that explains a lot. She can't really think of anything to say, so she just continues to exploit Aradia's time magic, hoping that a silent agreement of freezing and attacking is obvious.

[reflectionofsin]

[Now, Dark Link was no knight in shining armor. He was friends with quite a few less than savory creatures. Some of the moblins he knew had the best sense of humor, but that's beside the point. Despite all of his shady connections and alliances, there was a category of monsters that even he hated with a passion.

Dead hands were definitely in that category.

Currently three of these horrifying things were latched onto him. Their clammy grip was much stronger than it should have been, and despite his frantic struggling he can't break free of their hold. Not too far away the three bulbous bodies inch ever closer, elongated necks held upright and distended jaws dangling threateningly. He's thrashing and twisting to no effect, and it really seems like he needs a hand.]

[thekidsare0kay]

[Oh, it's Link! Not looking quite the way he remembers her, but it's not like Sollux is in a position to notice. His eyes are a bit busy.

With a crackle of electricity and a growl, red and blue blasts knock one of the bulbous bodies back, incinerating its head completely. The creature falls as Sollux dives to stand between Link and the other two, red and blue crackles arcing between his horns and around his eyes. He's got his glasses held in one hand.]

Hang on!

[And he blasts again. Hopefully he can get the third one before it gets close enough to take out his abilities]

[benigncancer]

[Signless might be a preacher of peace and proponent of non-violence, but he is still a troll. He has fought when necessary to survive, and he has no intention of dying here in this tower.

He has shit to do, okay?

He's a whirling dervish of threshecutionating death, and he's scything (sickling?) through monsters to save anyone in his line of sight. Highblood, lowblood or alien doesn't matter to him.

Then a monster out of his nightmares looms up in front of him, and he pales, taking a frightened step back as he looks up at the creature. Oops, he might be in trouble.]

[swordofzero]

[Suzaku had been fighting since the monsters arrived, he had lost count of how many he had fought.

He had lost sight of Signless but when they all ended up in the large empty cafeteria. He saw him being attacked by the creature and leapt towards him, aiming a kick to the back on the monster.]

[thekidsare0kay]

[Sollux is floating a bit above the heads of most people, taking pot shots at monsters wherever he can get a good line of sight. He's going to have such a migraine later]

[verymuchalive]

[Aradia, also far above most, soon spots Sollux and flies over to him, planning to team up with him. Hey, if it worked on the Black King, it'll work here even if she can't spam quite as many Aradia clones as she could back then]

[wwaterboy]

[Eridan has his gun, but it's way too crowded in here to use it. So he's stuck with a his oyster-shelling knife and a lot of desperation. He has backed himself into a corner and is slicing grimly at anything that comes close. There's blood running down his face and one sleeve is torn, purple blood dripping down his wrist. But there's murder in his eyes and his teeth are bared with an almost feral stubbornness to live.

Still, things with tentacles and undead monsters with dead skin and eaten-out eyes are crowding ever closer, and the problem is, the latter won't die]

[bzzzzzppp]

[Would it help if Feferi zoomed in?

She has her dice on her and she's ready to go, and even though this things could easily kill the people in the tower, there's... still a bit of excitement in her eyes?

There's some blue blood rolling out of the scrapes and scratches she's gotten while running but...!]

Eridan!

[bzzzzzppp]

[There's an odd amount of excitement as Feferi moves through the large room that the tower is now. She has her dice and she has her rope and she is ready to kick ass and take names.

It's a bit of a nightmare, but she loves fighting.]

[forceless]

Heads up!

[Ven might not have been as murderhappy as the cerulean blood, but after awhile, it's easy to remember that fighting was really fun despite the whole mortal peril thing. So now she's got back-up in the form of a flying Keyblade spinning and ramming into a an airborne blue monster just a bit behind her.]

[savedbyasong]

[Shion is terrified, so far with a mixture of running and hiding he's been able to stay alive. He feels useless especially since so many people were fighting and he had tried. The blood and bruises were testimony to that.

Now though they were in one room and there was no where to run anymore. A buzz came from behind him and he turned round batting away a wasp. A wasp? Or a bee?

More buzzing and Shion's eyes widened in horror as bees got closer, bees that looked even more monstorous then usual. Where they normal bees? Or parasite bees?

He batted more away beginning to panic.

[lamentless]

Really, Roxas was in no mood for this bullshit. He'd been frustrated and pent up for what felt like hours, working through the same stresses over and over. In that way, fighting was pretty therapeutic, but he wasn't focusing on being helpful and assisting.

Really, him destroying the bee-like monsters was sort of a fluke; he saw them, he destroyed them. It was only after the fact that he side-eyedly spotted Shion, pausing in fending off the bees. "You okay?" It only took a few hard swings of kingdom key to fell one, but the guy looked pretty damn terrified.

[tempustemporum]

[Break time over.]

[He wasn't crying or anything, oh no, Ienzo was making that perfectly clear. He was just... sitting down for a while. Away from the monsters so he could allow himself to angst in peace. But angsting rarely got people anywhere, so eventually he pushed himself back up into a walking position and looked around, seeing if he could find Aqua or -- someone. Preferably someone he trusted and who could fend off these monsters. Magic was turning out to be a very arduous hobby.]

[Eventually he seemed to spy someone, and started walking with an air of purposefulness. Perhaps he was working too hard at this, because it wasn't long before he bumped directly into someone he hadn't at all seen coming.]

[prayerless]

[Thankfully, the person he bumped into is probably exactly one of the people he was looking for. Thank goodness Aqua is good at distinguishing friendly presences from foes, otherwise Ienzo may have ended up with a key to the face.

She steadies him with a hand on his shoulder.] Ienzo! Are you--

[But, quickly stops herself and kneels to wrap an arm around him, a 360-degree Reflect spell flaring to life around the both of them to deflect some pointy projectiles that had been coming their way. Aqua lifts her head and glares, and with a flick of her wrist, the barrier shatters outwards, piercing the enemies that were in range.

Following that, she looks back at Ienzo, her expression serious.] You need to get up the stairs, okay?

[evokingfool]

[Fuelled with adrenaline, Minato kept on fighting with his sword. Whenever he's far enough from the creatures, his evoker would be pointing at his head and firing.

A blue haired teenager firing a gun at himself, only for him to be surrounded by a blue aura and a powerful creature appearing to fight for him.]

Persona!

[prayerless]

[Aqua's learned a little bit about Minato in the time that they've done magic training together, but it's still awe-inspiring in a way to see that creature materialize with a pull of the trigger.

The enemies are too close for her to use her magic, so she's stuck ducking and weaving to get to Minato, at which point she casts a powerful ice barrage that brings icicles surging up from the floor beneath the approaching enemies.]

The "medium" for your magic is pretty amazing. [Sure, she could Dimension Link, but that was something so totally different than harboring another consciousness altogether.]

[justabignobody]

[Riku is right in the middle of things; Soul Eater out and slashing through the air as he simply cuts down everything that comes in too close. His face is remarkably neutral, though every other moment something a slight frown flickers over it - he doesn't like this situation at all, doesn't like that he can barely use his shield or what little cure magic he's capable of, that he is in a room full with monsters and people, where just letting go and calling for Ansem's darkness is just too dangerous for himself and everyone else too.

There is no one to complain to here and no way to change the situation anyways, so he just channels his frustration to fuel his own darkness and the Soul Eater and swiftly dodges the Neo Shadow jumping at him, twisting the blade in his hand just enough to cut cleanly through it.

He lowers his blade, hoping to retreat and catch some breath as three Dusks approach, hissing as they glide over the ground. Riku just sighs and shakes his head, but at least it's just Dusks; there are worse Nobodies that he could have ended up fighting.

He regrets that thought as the Dusks curl around themselves and change and twist until he is suddenly facing three Berserkers instead.

Barely keeping himself from cursing out loud; Riku raises the Soul Eater again, readying himself to go all out.]

[prayerless]

[So Riku didn't ask for help, and maybe he didn't even want it, but he's certainly getting it. The Berserkers are so large that it's hard to tell at first who's attacking them from behind, though the voice is female, and it quickly becomes obvious who it is when Aqua uses one of the creatures as leverage to jump and cast Firaga at her targeted enemy.

If you tell her about the weapon-stealing strategy that works so well with Berserkers, Riku, she'll gladly help separate them from their claymores for you.]

[uprisings]

[GOOD NEWS EVERYONE. It seems seven or eight of these monsters has decided to, miracle of miracles, switch sides, turning on their horrible monster-y brethren. And even better, they seem to be some of the biggest, hulking-est, most animalistic of them. Dire wolves and grizzly bears ripping their way through the crowd, protecting people where they're needed. How awesome ('8]

[And as far away from the fighting as he can get, seemingly disconnected from this random bit of good news, the Summoner is sitting up against the wall, head in hands. His eyes are tracing things apparently only he can see, and he looks... hella frustrated]

[reflectionofsin]

[Oh, were these ones fighting for us? Whoops. Dark Link isn't so good at differentiating friend from foe on the best of days, and certainly not when the friends are actually ex-foes. Anyway, he just began vigorously stabbing one of of them in the gut.]