Zachariah collapsed to the ground, muttering something about the last time Maria hit him like that as he passed out
Caesar hocked (spit) acid at the attacking gem, before trying to follow Balthier. "hold up, you shouldn't get your blood pumping-" he then caught his head on the AA gun and collapsed.
OoC Balthier has healing factor, but is feeling a burning in his bones. I'm out for the night, have a good one. Hopefully plot tomorrow
"How dare--nghhh--you continue to ignore me! I am--urgh--P-Princess Rozalin! And I demand answers...you uncouth ruffian!" Rozalin continued to speak with her groans of pain, even starting to stutter. She collapsed to a crouch, but raised her pistol and fired again at Pearl-Nail, mostly as an act of disdain as she had little hope for her shots to actually do anything different from the time before.
Pearl-Nail's sword was blasted out its hands, and took some electrical damage as well, as she spun with the extension wings bashing Edgar back.
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The gem that Caesar hit partially melted as it flew back to Pearl-Nail and rested as well.
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Surprisingly, Rozalin's shots pierced into the armor of Pearl-Nail as she boosted back into the air.
[color=greenyellow2]"Perhaps I should use..!"[/color]
[color=00FFF]"Enough Sister."[/color] rang a voice as it echoed able the group. Behind Pearl-Nail manifested a similar looking armor, but instead of the color white, it was black as obsidian.
[color=00FFF]"May I join in this here battle?"[/color]
[color=greenyellow2]"No, I was just about to leave."[/color] Pearl-Fang scoffed and gazed at the group. Spotting Royce she cooed. [color=00FFF]"OOooohhh my! How I would just love to take that one home with me. We could have some reeeaaallllyyy fun times together. Mmmmmhhhhmmmm."[/color]
[color=greenyellow2]"Keep your bizarre fantasies to yourself."[/color] Pearl-Fang ignored her sister and looked at Rozalin. [color=00FFF]"Or even her! OOohhh, I'd just love to tie her up to a bedpost and TORTURE THE HELL OUT OF HER! EHEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"[/color]
Pearl-Nail grabbed her sister and tossed her into the hole in the sky as she disappeared. She turned to the rest of the group. [color=greenyellow2]"You'll pay for getting in our way. Insaraum and the ArkSabre will prevail!"[/color] She yelled before boosting into the hole. [color=greenyellow2]There is hope of resistance... That is good.[/color]
With both Pearl units disappeared, the hole in the sky melded itself and disappeared.
OoC: Fights over, its late and Mission Objective complete (No Battle Mastery)
Valvatorez made his way over to Rozalin, careful not to aggravate his shoulder wound "I think we need some form of certified medical practitioner over here!" he yelled before turning to Rozalin "You're in bad shape lass, would you like a sardine to help the healing process while you wait for a healer?"
Fenrich rubbed the wound in the back of his head, which was bleeding profusely. Wicked claws grew out of his fingers and his eyes began to glow as he felt himself bleeding, he called out to Pearl-Nail "GET BACK HERE *****, I'M NOT THROUGH WITH YOU!"
Balthier groaned upon seeing a mech similar to the one the group had been fighting. He stood up and took aim, but was relieved to find they both retreated. He flung his rifle over his left shoulder and walked to the now onconscious Caesar. Balthier lifted Caesar up, onto his right shoulder and began carrying him towards the Warhammer. Although he wasn't fond of the idea of helping Caesar, but he was still concerned for Bryce. As he walked, Balthier stumbled when he felt as if his bones were burning and almost dropped Caeser.
Ratsel had slowly descended to the group, her armor taking a heavy beating. "That was... brutal..." she breathed out. Her armor dematerialized, revealing a multiple deep wounds and even her arm was twisted and broken. She gripped a piece of clothe with with her teeth and twisted her arm back right, crying in pain from doing so.
Bullet started to slowly wake up next to Black, who was still KOed. She was covered in debris and bleeding.
"This place certainly has a--nnnghh--problem with bandits. All the more reason to--argh--hurry back way home." Rozalin strained to say to herself as she watched the two mechs leave. She fell back and sat on the ground, clutching her side. "I...do not think that will help." She replied to Val. She heard Royce and tried to approach him, but realized that the only way she could would be to crawl. Having no intention to demean herself in such a way, she remained seating where she was.
After the pain in his bones receded, albeit by a small amount, Balthier recomposed himself and continued carring Bryce into the Warhammer. Once there, he placed him in the pilot's chair and walked back outside, taking a deep breath and wondering why he was hurting so, though the answer was in the back of his mind. Once Ratsel landed and dematerialised her armour, Balthier cringed slightly at the state she was in but resolved to let Royce handle it, as there was next to nothing he could do. He continued walking across the deck when he saw Bullet on the floor and covered by debris. He cursed and began moving the debrris of off her.
"Oh good, the medic who lacks energy!" said Valvatorez sincerely as Royce walked up "Please heal this lass, she took quite a lot of damage..." Valvatorez looked over Royce's shoulder, where Fenrich was still cursing the air, but now his teeth had started to grow, becoming long fangs.
"Fenrich! The battle is over, calm yourself!" yelled Valvatorez
Fenrich stood still for a second before he turned back to Valvatorez, "Of course my Lord, forgive my lack of control" his features quickly returned to normal
"It's not me who is wounded." Balthier said to Bullet as he continued moving the debris of off her. Though his wounds indeed had been healed earlier, his facial expression betrayed that he was still in pain. Once the rubble was removed, Balthier helped Bullet get to her feet, smearing some of his blood on her jacket, as he had sustained several lacerations to his hands. "I hate this day..."
"Yes. Unfortunately we were attacked by--hhngh--bandits. Unless the enemy called in--uugh--reinforcements..." Rozalin groaned in reply to Ratsel. She sighed with relief as the burning pain in her side dispersed with Royce's healing. Though the pleasant feeling didn't last long as she looked down at her burned dress and sighed as she noticed the burn scar. "How am I to be taken seriously as a Princess in such ragged clothing? If those bandits return I shall truly give them what for!" She declared with righteous indignation as she stood back up.
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