Oliver's eyes locked onto the tubes, and he unclenched one of his fists. The nails extended into claws, which he attempted to use to slash the tubes.
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Beth, having built up enough energy, tried to counter the claw swipe. The cyan energy formed a shape around her hand, similar to a katar, and she moved into the swipe and thrust forward to try and stab Oliver through the hand.
Beth managed to stab Oliver's hand, though he didn't seem to react, other than by pulling away. At the same time, he brought his other hand up to try and grab Beth's throat. If he managed to do this, Oliver would begin squeezing tightly, with an almost bone-crushing grip.
Oliver managed to grab Beth's neck, but his grip wasn't quite strong enough to damage her metallic structure. The energy blade dissipated, and she instead shaped the plasma into an energy ball, which she tried to shove into his face as it exploded like a flashbang.
Noticing that Beth's body was more solid than expected, Oliver attempted to throw her backwards. Her metal body would make this harder to do, but Oliver's strength would still allow him to move her. The bright explosion of the plasma ball stunned Oliver, blinding him and causing him to roar in pain.
Immediately, he brought his left hand up to his head, and sank his fangs in. Blood began dripping out, giving an explanation to the scars coating the forearm.
Immediately, he brought his left hand up to his head, and sank his fangs in. Blood began dripping out, giving an explanation to the scars coating the forearm.
Beth was thrown by Oliver, and saw him biting into his arm. She drew more plasma, preparing an attack, then pointed at Oliver's centre of mass and fired a thin but absurdly hot plasma beam out of the tip of her finger. If Oliver was listening, he'd be able to hear it charge and fire.
After playing his flute, Laminus continued flicking the charm hanging by his horn, while still moving towards the corner of the island. Soon, Laminus got his charm to work, a small smirk forming on his face. This didn't last long, however, as Blue stabbed at his chest. Rather then being impaled, however, the ice spike slid over Laminus' chest, the pale-blue lines brightening beneath the ice spike. The only real damage the ice spike did was tearing through Laminus' shirt when it slid off his chest.
While unharmed, Laminus left out a yelp as he was struck. Taking two quick steps backwards, Laminus' jumped over to the other island, there turning to face Blue. "If you could stop fighting us, that would be great, thanks," he remarked, his charm translating it to whatever spoken word Blue was familiar the most. If they didn't know any spoken language, nothing would happen.
[color=FF3300][/color] Phyros called out as he flew, his eyes still fixed on blue. Tucking his wings closer to his sides, Phyros went into a dive towards Blue, and as he did, had a three metre long tendril of physical shadow rise up from the shadow cast by Blue's ice spike. The tendril lashed out at Blue, and would leave a 5cm deep gash in whatever it struck, unless a material was particularly tough, in which case, the deepness would lessen.
Whatever would happen, the tendril would sink back into the shadow it came from after lashing out.
Laminus muttered something under his breath upon hearing Phyros' call, and brought his flute to his mouth again, and played a four note long melody, this tune sharper in tone then the last he played. When finished, Phyros' claws would be enveloped in yellow-orange fire, which didn't seem to harm Phyros himself.
While unharmed, Laminus left out a yelp as he was struck. Taking two quick steps backwards, Laminus' jumped over to the other island, there turning to face Blue. "If you could stop fighting us, that would be great, thanks," he remarked, his charm translating it to whatever spoken word Blue was familiar the most. If they didn't know any spoken language, nothing would happen.
[color=FF3300][/color] Phyros called out as he flew, his eyes still fixed on blue. Tucking his wings closer to his sides, Phyros went into a dive towards Blue, and as he did, had a three metre long tendril of physical shadow rise up from the shadow cast by Blue's ice spike. The tendril lashed out at Blue, and would leave a 5cm deep gash in whatever it struck, unless a material was particularly tough, in which case, the deepness would lessen.
Whatever would happen, the tendril would sink back into the shadow it came from after lashing out.
Laminus muttered something under his breath upon hearing Phyros' call, and brought his flute to his mouth again, and played a four note long melody, this tune sharper in tone then the last he played. When finished, Phyros' claws would be enveloped in yellow-orange fire, which didn't seem to harm Phyros himself.
The plasma beam cut through Oliver's body, and he yelled out in pain, removing his arm from his mouth in the process. As he screamed, the tone of his voice changed noticeably. His eyes turned yellow-green and his fangs receded somewhat. The most obvious change, however, was his skin turning dark green and scaly. Cracks formed in the skin, filled with rivers of molten gold that inexplicably stayed within the boundaries of his body, despite flowing through the cracks.
[color=0047AB]"What the?!"[/color] Beth drew more energy, throwing a few small plasma balls to try and keep Oliver at bay.
Avery, who was now in control of Oliver's body, kept yelling in pain as the plasma hit him. Molten gold dripped down onto the ground from the points that were hit. [color=7ba428]"Almost as bad as the fires of Hell..."[/color] he said, his accent clearly American, compared to Oliver's Australian accent. He cracked his neck, then charged at Beth. Avery's larger form was slower than Oliver's, but, at the same time, his blows would carry more force.
Seeing Avery was slow, Beth started charging, gathering energy for a large attack. If Avery got too close, she would try and jump to the side to avoid him.
When Beth jumped, Avery simply turned towards her and continued his charge, attempting to tackle her.
Beth, admittedly, hadn't expected the molten monster to be able to react so quick. She managed to finish charging, but before she could put it to use, Avery hit her.
Avery attempted to lift Beth and charge towards the molten metal surrounding the two combatants with her. It would be difficult for Beth to get out of Avery's grip, but she would likely be able to attack him during the charge.
Beth used the charged energy in a manner similar to the earlier flashbang, but much larger and as hot as the plasma beam from earlier.
Avery roared in pain, but continued his charge towards the metal. The attack made him stumble a little, however.
Beth triedmp to take advantage of the stumbling, throwing her weight around as much as she could in Avery's grip to make him let go, heating up.
Avery kept a tight grip on Beth, until he got close to the molten metal. He would attempt to toss her into the liquid, though Bath thrashing around meant he couldn't put much power into the throw. Regardless of what happened, Avery would fall onto his rear, groaning in pain.
The tendril summoned by Phyros' would cut a shallow gash in the cloth on Blue's chest, prompting a small spurt of water to erupt from the cut cloth. Despite the cut not seeming terribly serious, Blue appeared to lose balance after being struck and clumsily tumbled forward, landing in the water with an inappropriately massive splash. Once the water had settled, Blue was nowhere to be seen. As Phyros continued to dive, a jet of water fired out from the pool as if shot from a fire-hose and was aimed to meet Phyros head on.
The throw tossed Beth onto the lip of the vat, her left arm falling into the molten metal. Thankfully, her pain receptors knew when to shut off, so she only screamed in agony for a millisecond or two. She tried moving, very cautiously shifting her weight so she wouldn't fall into the vat.