melodiesoflife | Event || The Revival of King Moggle Mog XIV

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Event || The Revival of King Moggle Mog XIV

Characters: Undead Heroes and Surviving Heroes of Light participating in the event.
Where: Start in Aqures Ixen; Ends in a Forest East of Aqures.
When: The 31st of October.
Summary: People have died, now they're back with a need to kill those who didn't die. Well, kill them if they have to at the very least. The OOC Post for detailed explanations can be found here.
Warning: Friends killing each other.

Undead Mingle || Living Mingle
Speakers: Yeul and Saori (Aqures Ixen) || Kobato (Forest Entrance)
Support & Bosses: Forest Core
Boss Battles: Sephiroth || Snow Villiers || Shun Aonuma || Tifa Lockhart

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This wasn't what he wanted, he wanted to save Tifa - if that really even was Tifa. But the moment she launched fireballs at everyone, was the moment he knew he had to stop her. He dodged them easy enough but there was no guarantee that everyone would. At least she still seemed reluctant to attack Cloud, maybe she was still in there somewhere.

Zack reached back for the handle of the Buster Sword at his back and brought it over his head to point it at Tifa. However, the blunt flat side would be used to attack - nothing that would leave permanent damage. "I don't want to do this, Tifa. But I won't let you hurt anyone either."

So many times Zack has turned his sword on one of his friends. Every time he hadn't wanted to kill them but sometimes they don't give him a choice.

Yuffie easily flipped back, like the others avoiding Tifa's flames. It seemed silly that Cloud was still holding back after she made it clear that she wasn't going to stop. Did he want her to kill him?

Her blades flick easily into her hand and with a practice throw they flew at Tifa.

Yuffie continued to jump backwards, ducking out of sight behind a tree. If she was going to fight she would use her strengths and that included her love of surprises.

The blades come upon her, slicing through the air and nicking the flesh of her cheeks and limbs before soaring past the fight she's now engaged. Cloud, at all times, remains her focused enemy. Eyes keep on him as she darts with both feet kicking behind her. She knows he's a long way away from being the sword-wielding mercenary she'd left behind, and it's a fact she knows she can exploit.

Hands push forward, gripping the collar of his clothing and pulling him forward. It's a simple take down, a maneuver she's practiced a hundred times or more. She rolls back, pulling the boy with her as her knees jut up into his stomach. While he's in her clutches, she pushes him off as her legs kick out, sending him flying behind her while she kicks back up onto her feet, sneering at the heroes that remain in front of her.]

That's one kid down. How's about I take the wanna-be shinobi next?

MarKus wasn't going to stand there all day. He'd let them yell at her later. For now, she just needed to be knocked out and they maybe negotiations could begin.

"Gundam!" he calls out as he holds a hand to his side. A maneuver only practiced twice, he didn't care if he failed it, so long as it got him closer. From the trees a Chocobo appears, and MarKus grabs the reigns, hangs on and instead of mounting the bird, he hangs off the side.

A boy and his bird ride to crash right into Tifa, though MarKus would let go eventually to barrel into her, could she really attack him AND risk hitting the Chocobo?

Cloud turned, his mouth opening to say something to Kaji. Whether it was to agree or to argue with the man was impossible to say because that's as far as he got. His eyes went wide as he felt and then saw the fingers gripping onto his armor. In the single second of eye contact he was able to manage with Tifa, his only thought was wondering how she got so close so fast.

The armor protects him from the impact of her knees, but not from the ground shortly after. He cries out as he rolls, icy pain running through his corrupted arm as it responds to his fear. It takes a moment for him to stagger to his feet, pulling his blade up between him and Tifa this time.

He doesn't want to fight her, but she's being serious. He can't back down. She's in trouble and he has to help her, no matter how he has to go about it. He only hopes that his eyes convey the confidence he's so sorely trying to fake. "Everyone, bring her down, but please try not to kill her."

That's all Kaji needed: he looses the readied arrow, but thanks to Cloud's warning, it's aimed for her shoulder instead of somewhere more vital. Fine. Down but not out. Incapacitate her badly enough, and the question of whether this actually is Cloud's friend will get answered.

Kaji draws for his next shot, but hesitates as melee range has now gotten cluttered up. Oh good. He pauses, and moves to change his angle so he can try to give Cloud some cover, if the fight heads back in his direction.

She silently moved around the battlefield shifting her blades to her hand. Each space between her fingers firmly held a blade. Her breathing slowed and her footsteps are silent as she moved behind Tifa. Yuffie wasn't in this battle to be nice. They needed to win without anyone dying, so she was taking a cheap shot.

She sprang from her hiding place digging all six blades into Tifa's back. She used her weight to push them deeper before using what was left of her forward momentum to flip over Tifa's head, landing lightly on the ground in front of her target.

She brought her hands up to guard her face, getting ready to throw her collection of Shurikens. Blood dripped from their edges while Yuffie stared up at Tifa with a determined glare. "You aren't hurting my friends."

The blades do the trick, digging into her back and making the brunette lurch forward with a torrent of pain rushing through her body. If not for the single-minded purpose given to her, she'd have doubled over then and there. Willpower alone keeps her on her feet, wincing and gritting her teeth in pain as she feels the warmth of blood run down her back.

"Should've.. known you'd.. fight dirty.."

She stumbles as she steps, but there's no lack of strength when it comes to her punches. While she isn't moving as deftly or as swiftly, her hits aren't lacking in power. A flare of red encircles around her hands, the casting of Fire materia allowing Tifa to conjure a spell of Fire 2 that shoots towards the group, aiming to plow into Yuffie before hitting the rest of the would-be heroes.

MarKus let his confidence get the better of himself and chose to let the fire hit him; thinking it no worse than the fires of the forge he'd been working with daily. Also having thought his armor would help him, not unlike the suit of a Kamen Rider.

Well... he's a dumbass.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" MarKus rolls back on the ground as hte flames sting him. Giving a whistle, his chocobo returns, coming to flank and ram Tifa while he makes a scene about magic legitimately hurting.

This was a mess. The last time Cloud saw Tifa back home she was just starting to train with Master Zangan. The woman who had come to this world had clearly mastered his teachings and learned how to use magic besides. He staggered properly to his feet, clutching the spot where she had struck him.

Taking her toe to toe would only end up with him getting punched again. They'd have to disable her. Clutching his sword in both hands he ran forward as if trying to slash at her. About 10 feet short of her he pulled to a sudden stop, his sword swinging back in his left hand as he raised his right, channeling the spell the had actually been focusing on.

"Blizzara!" He aimed the spell at her hands. With her casting fire spells it was a gamble, but if he could hinder her at all it was worth it. His eyes went wide as he fell to his knees in the path of the oncoming flames. His arm was screaming in pain. The corrupted skin felt like it was writhing, trying to grow further still.

Being the furthest one back means Kaji has the most time to dodge, which makes it all the more embarrassing when the flames lick over him. He brings an arm up to cover his face, but ow, fuck, he lets out a screaming string of swears. It takes him a second to stand back up straight, and he clenches the hand of his firing arm a few times to make sure it's okay. Bad instincts there, Kaji.

Okay, lady. Beating up on the kids is not happening. The area around Tifa is mostly cleared, except for the bird, for a split second, so Kaji scowls deeply, and lets out a Barrage, three arrows fired on the fly in quick succession, not as precisely aimed as his careful shots before.

Yuffie was expecting an attack but she couldn't dodge magic. The fire hit her straight on but she held her ground. Saying it hurt wouldn't be enough, she felt her exposed skin singe as the fire covered her. The moment it was gone she gasped for air and fell to a knee. She knew that she would be fine but only if she managed to get out of the way.

With practiced aim she threw the three shuriken from one hand aiming at Tifa's torso. After they leave her fingers she jumps back shielding herself from another wave of magic. She has seen magic do amazing things but just how did Tifa manage to hit all of them? She needed that materia.

The woman looks more like swiss cheese than a boxer, riddled with the sum of attacks that equal to one bloody mess.

Dripping with vital fluids, she's been reduced to the sorry state of a defeated hopeful. Arms frozen in ice, body marked with cuts and punctured flesh, the stems of arrows stuck in her appendages as they had missed her vitals. At this rate there was no other choice but to use the trump card she'd been saving. It was her direst of wishes that she would be able to handle them on their own, but unfortunately it seemed a fool's errand to not use it.

"That's.. how it's going to be, then? You brought this.. upon yourselves!"

The ice at her wrists shatters like shards of glass, her exhausted arms rising above her head as they no longer have the ability to punch. Orbs flash around her, a multitude of colors encircling her as she seems to summon a light show of magic around her body.

"Summoning.. Shiva, come forth~!"

MarKus watched at the icy diety rose forth, making him stare upward.

"Fuuuuuck... haha... this is the kind of mismatched odds I'm used to. Alright then! Come! Gundam!" He calls his chocobo back, and mounts him properly. MarKus takes up a lance mounted at the chocobo's back and starts to ride right at Tifa.

During his charge though, rather than aiming the point of the lance at center mass, he deliberately misses the tip and instead chooses to swing it horizontally to smack her aside.

Cloud's eyes went wide as the summon was brought forth. There was no way to block this and dodging it wasn't going to be an option at this range. He'd never seen Shiva called forth before, but he'd heard of her power. If she unleashed her attack then most of them would not be left standing.

Cloud was not about to die again.

He pushed the pain in his arm aside and focused on what he could do. He wasn't sure how many of the group he could save with this, or if her attack would be too strong, but he had to try. He held his gunblade up, the blade reflecting the two ice queens before him.

"Runic!"

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