Avatars and spirits join the fray on both sides. The land herself raises to the defense and storms rage wild in the skies. Just as the defenders start to get the upper hand, the arrival of Ivar Bjornsen, "Bears Teeth" Athro, Get of Fenris sets the second line into chaos.
* Gabriel met the three Fenrir head on, the ronin lashing out at one of them with a powerful swipe of his claws, before the Fenrir pushed the advantage in numbers that they had upon him. He felt the power of the blows they landed, felt the fury that drove their claws to seek his blood and spill his entrails for the glory of the Wolf God Vanagandr, he recognized the might and strength that fueled their limbs as a blessing of their Norse heritage. Despite the fury with which the pack attacked him, Gabriel stood unbowed, unbroken, and nearly unscathed, save for a shallow claw mark that had managed to open the left side of his face. The blood stained white fur crimson where it wept from the wound, but the Ahroun remained standing beneath the crushing might of the Fenrir horde. With renewed fury, the ronin surged forward against the three Ahroun with his claws once more, looking to find purchase in their flesh, and return the wounds that he had himself been dealt. The Garou in the treeline setting up a fire line of their own, complete with mortars, was a problem of its own that still needed to be dealt with. Entangled as he was with the Fenrir, he was loathe to show his back to a pack of battle-tested warriors, and with the energies of the lightning staff already focused upon smiting the Garou that had infiltrated the main body of the Fae forces, Gabriel was out of options but to beseech the land and the spirits to come to their aid. His voice roars out in the Garou tongue, though through the communication web that was shared, his words were in plain English for all to hear. "Spirits of the Wyld, hear me! You know me as Dauntless, the Warforged, Ahroun of the Garou born beneath the Full Light of the Lady Luna, a ronin and anruth to the Garou Nation. I stand before you now during this raising of the Caern, fighting to defend the land that you call home, to defend the sacred place granted to you by Mother Gaia where you can feel her energies and her protection the strongest. I stand defending this land from those that seek to claim it not because they have the best intentions for it, not because they wish to see the Caern through to its completion, but that wish to lay claim to it just so that those that are not Garou -cannot-. The Garou that we stand to defend this land from are the same as those that have not learned from the War of Rage. They have not learned that the slaughter of others that serve Gaia, the confiscation of their scared spaces, and the annihilation of the Fera does not serve Gaia in glory, it only weakens her and shames them! These Wyrmbringers and Iron Riders have ignored the threats to this sacred land that will cause irreparable damage if these Banes and spirits are not sealed by the building of this Caern to sate their own egos! So now I call upon you to stand, as I am standing, as this alliance and Accord are standing, to render your aid to your faithful servants, to keep this land out of the clutches of the Wyrm and those that would steward over it with naught but their own greed in their intentions! Stand with the Ahadi that may be, that seeks to guard this land from the evils of Wyrm and Weaver alike!" His words spoken, Gabriel continued fighting, hoping desperately that his plea would be heard by the spirits of the land, and that they would come to their aid.
* Isabelle stretched her inner reservoirs as far as she dared to keep saving lives, but the ginger-haired Mage more than once found herself forced to back away from healing, sit down and focus everything she had on not going insane from maintaining the communication web. As exclaimations about loosing a patient arose among the healers, she would force herself back on her feet, partition off another piece of her sorely tested psyche to focus on healing another just enough to stabilize, and then she once again sank again deeply into a meditative trance to save her remaining strength.
* Silas, at a point, had grown to seem almost ecstatic about the act of killing ... and he was doing it so well, too! But he had been keeping on alert for exactly this, and with a look of resigned reluctance, he eventually holstered both axes at his sides ... giving them a briefly yearning look. Dangerous weapons, indeed. Then he reached for the blade strapped to his back and tested in his hands, before directing a request at Isabelle. <Miss Temple, can you ask Jacob to search for the source of the freezing fog?>
* Isabelle nodded tiredly to the request, relaying it to Jacob.
* Raven is still flying high above the combat and avoiding direct comflict as she lets her keen eyes focus on the dangers and threats as they appear so that it can be passed on to others. If anyone requires her attention on a specific area, she will obligue.
* Ryker is doing his best to stay in the shadows, taking advantage of his nightshade talen to attack and finish off the combatants that others have engaged. Digging his claws and teeth into any who would threaten his allies and make the mistake of being already injured.
* Jacob will, at Isabelle's prompting, hand off whatever supplies he was currently gophering and fumble in his satchel for his ever present deck of Tarot cards, not that he has brought his good deck!, but a man does not leave home unprepared. It would take him a few moments to pull them out and then a few more to find a place that was free enough of foot traffic and danger. Not knowing much about combat, he will find a place to tuck himself that is in cover behind a defender of the healers location that is already in cover themselves! Probably Talyn, he is a smart and capable man, "Pardon me, just going to do a bit.. oh God.. it that a? Right..." Yes, not looking at the battle and focusing on his nice cards. Jacob would begin setting out his cards in a familiar pattern as he focuses his mind on the question at hand -Where/what is the source of the fog-.
* Kaelyn was hardly battle seasoned in such a way, but she had been training, learning, drinking in the knoweldge that Kode had offered to her like a thirsty sponge.She was not,however, a large person. So when Kode had had her enter the fray with him she let him go high, while she herself let the gift of the blood strengthen her further as she aimed for any unprotected knees...
* Maggie had fought plenty of crazy things in her day, but these planes were tops.. and in fact, was that?! Her usual joy in battle stuttered, her mind rattling with alarm "Roy! All! We're gonna need help with these contraptions! If I'm correct.. this is THE CLASHING BOOM BOOM! This is NOT A DRILL!"
* Max Harris had totally, really, actually, one hundred percent been there the whole time. If anyone asked him about the first half of the battle, he would have a hard time recounting it because Max was... Well, hell, all the time, all day every day for years now he'd waited for Rat God's ultimate holy war, the apocalyptic manifestation of all of his insane Munchmausen visions, prophecies, desires, fever dreams? Max was lost in it, the blood, the carnage, his full Crinos form a massive rat-like humanoid with bitter bloodshot eyes and long, yellow, jagged and cracked teeth glistening with blood. Slung over his shoulder was a sniper rifle, but Max was keeping low to the ground, lower than most animals could go, running out and between allies and enemies, aiming to nip at some Garou hamstrings, leg joints, (comparitively) delicate ankles, any of it with his nasty Crinos rat teeth. All the while muttering insane praises to Rat God, Rat God, Rat God, Rat God, "Rat. God. Rat. God. Rat. God." Etc.
* Talyn made sure the last of the infiltrators Lily's vine had entagled were dead or dying. Satisfied they would meet there end, Talyn left them to suffer and lifted the sinper rifle to help reduce the pressure on the front lines with a well placed shot.
* Kegarri lifted his nose to the sky and sniffed the air with his mouth parted slightly, together with the gift of enemy ways he got a sense of the battlefield and struck off to assist Gabriel attempting to flank his enemy.
* Peyton, upon seeing the garou in their midst dealt with, found herself once again focusing on the field ahead of her, looking for the source of that freeezing fog, in her mind it must be someone or somethings doing, and if she could only find that person or thing she would immedately begin to fire to take it out and hopefully ending that threat.
* Toby darted this way and that, keeping to cover, using her odd fruit, nothing human that's for certain, to slap into some wounds and heal, refresh glamour, support others. Her movements were swift and sure... she didn't want to die today!
* Chatter continued to call out for trouble that she saw, watching for the bad bad bad BAD wolves and dead things and .. okay the bad dead things like that girl, and continued to try to spot issues before they became super serious trouble!
* Makayla worked faster than she knew she was capable of being, focusing on the people in need in front of her, using the scarfs and bandages she had tied to her belt loops to staunce bleeding, set wounds, and even as make shift slings. She soothed with her voice where she could, singing softly to settle the wounded lest their wounds set them to frenzy amongs their ownpeople.
* Kiara was more than a little disappointed that her bombs didn't work but why should they? After all, they had been planning this little adventure and the oncoming horde supposedly was surprised by it....but given their attack helicopters they were evidently much better prepared than anything she had planned for. There was nothing more that she could do than ground her teeth in frustration and pick up that rifle to pop shots off at wounded garou as Gabriel had instructed. Aiyana was intent to keep up her own attack on any garou she could. Mercy would engage in the fight as well wherever needed, staying close to her master, Raven, until told otherwise.
* Sandra followed Kode's instructions to assist the unfamiliar Ghoul in flanking the enemy; she would strike with her gun only when the other asian chick (because player can't remember her name!) did.
* Fayad engaged with one of the threats to the healers as soon as he came within reach of one!
* Sheshet snuck through the shadows, prowling the edges of the fight. She was unseen, likely unplanned for, and that was fine by her. Tilting her sleek black muzzle to the sky, she began yowling for the Spirits of Fire. Spirits of destructive power to burn their enemies, end them!
*Ishkode had a bit of a break being on the south side. So he took the moment to call up to the sky. "Gitche Manitou! (Great Spirit) We have gathered as many nations. Now we stand as one people. With the Manitou (spirits in all things) as our witness, know that we accept our sacred duty. To protect this land, and all who share it with us. We will not falter! We will not abandon our cause! Give us your blessing that we can hold against the forces intent to drive us from our duty and from our home. We must not fall tonight. We must contain the corruption of the bane where it Legion may not reach it. We must stop Legion, that our world is not dragged into Oblivion. We must stand to protect that which is scared to us all!"
* Matthew-C would laugh a bit as garou fell under their hailstorm of fire, the ease at with some of the charging beserkers going down lending hope that they may well win the day. With all the attention on Gabriel, Matt continues to pour fire on the garou until they fall flailing into the muck, giving another burst for good measure.
* Randi was busy making the silly Garou shoot each other, that was her kind of thing, dipping in and out while hidden, whispering to the targets that she singled out. So far, none of the Nation knew she was even here, and that was an edge she was not ready to give up. But then Maggie called out that Clashing Boom Boom was there.. Sonofa... Her totem had come to kill her!? Fucking fuck on a fuckhole of fucking... FUCKITY! FUUUUCKKK! No time to waste driving people crazy, she needed to act and act now to make things work. "Roy! You and that dead thing stall those fucking planes! I'm working on it!" She ran off to a place where she could hide and begin working her magics. She created a circle of pure water, and grabbed her prayer fan, dancing along the space to call for the one she believed could help her. "Black UNicorn, don't fail me now!"
* Fenrir heard the words that roared from Gabriel's mouth. He had said everything that Fenrir felt and it uplifted him as he entered the frey. "Mother Gaia, we fight for you! If we may fall, we fall in valor! Vahalla!" He moved to counter his own Tribe, in Crinos form, gnashing and clawing at one of them as his rage built. He had been struggling with the notion of having to be a ronin, but not now, not ever again. Gabriel's words had removed that doubt.
[ST Thea] -LILY/HEALERS- * Lily's vine would continue to stretch out into the battle field, snatching up the wounded and dropping them off to the healers leaving Isabelle to sort them by their wounds... Lawrence would continue to direct the others in the critical Care area and for all he was seemed to be nearly unphasable with all the blood and gore spurting out of people around him. The Dead were hauled in with the living because from this distance Lily couldn't tell one from the other. She kept walking around the out side of the Ivy wall as she plucked the bodies forth
[ST Thea] -DAISY/ROY- * Daisy looked toward the sky and she focused.. focused with all her will as she squinted in the direction of the on coming planes and up up up.. from the trees came the ravens and the crows she forced her will over them flying high as one with the many winged and feathered friends that in any other circumstance she would never ever have sacrificed for such a thing..... they flew toward the planes and in a great massive cloud of black wings would attempted to fly as a hoard into the engines.. Roy at the same time would attempt to breath his fire breath onto the underbelly of the jets trying to stall the engines...
[ST Thea] -OTHERS- * In the field the middle line battles would fall back into position awaiting the next on coming hoard of garou and the like. Despite being battered and missing a number of their own they would hunker down having not lost spirit and hope.. IF THER WERE any fallen garou taken into the arms of whatever ritual had put them to sleep those nearby would attempt to dispatch them quickly and as painlessly as possible. For no fae would stand for a brutal death with out purpose of honor.. but nor could they leave the chance that these garou would wake up and once more join the fray.
[ST Thea] -EDDUM- * Eddum would opened up his hands and attempt to drop all the remaining group of Garou down into the Shadows of the Dreaming..... using the shadows under their feet as entry points.. it would drop them down to him but he had other plans when they would arrive. it would free up the west direction frontal attack to fall back to the rejoin the protection
[ST Thea] -JORDAN- * Jordan had fallen onto the group of Wendigo focusing on the Fog to try to direction
[ST Thea] -RAVEN and Constructions- would be battling still in the Orchard with Randi.. attempting to draw people into the flesh like Jungle pitcher plants to Digest the Garou in the vats of acid with in.. or to latch onto their faces and suffocate them.. while Raven himself would simply attempt to explode garou from the inside out...... something something something.
[ST Jose] * The garou had lost roughly 30 souls to the ritual performed by Erik, though his dropping into torpor to make this happen had removed him from the fight, those who had been affected by the ritual, whatever it was he'd managed to make happen didn't even have the grace to settle, instead they just seemed to pass out, some in the most uncomfortable positions right where they were, snipers dropping from trees and others who were charging simply rolling into a heap on the battlefield unmoving.
[ST Jose] * Gabriel's call for aid did not go unanswered, but it pulled from him every shred of power he had, and focused it through the fetish in his hands, the lightning he had been directing into the second lines to clean out the intruders, suddenly came to a stop, the lambent flame around Gabriel winked out, and the armor which he had used to bolster his defenses dropped, every active gift which Gabriel had up had been dispelled in order to funnel his energy through the fetish, draining him of his gnosis and in response, the wyld answered to the sacrifice given, leaving it's mark on Gabriel as a brand in the shape of what looked like a tree on his stomach with the roots descending down over his crotch and ending at the middle of his thighs, it seared down past the fur and left a smoking flesh smell in the air around him but as it concluded naturae flocked around Gabriel and through the line and in an instant saplings shot forther from the soil, single limbed trunks that pierced through some of the sleeping garou, and other trees shot forth from the ground to impale some of the get who had been charging, vines snaked out and hung others from now fully grown trees, bushes rose to hamper the march, and the earth itself quaked and broke upon in various spots, taking down vehicles and no less than fifteen of the northern garou squadron, any mechanical equipment found itself aged beyond repair, bolts breaking, moving parts collapsing, as nature took it's course and struck back with a vengeance.
[ST Jose] * Inayah's call to the flame was answered by a familiar spirit, one who had been previously summoned and was hungry for more power, it was what looked like a dragon the size of a large car made entirely of flame, the many hues of it's makeup almost blinding to the eyes, it revealed Inayah but shielded her from a hail of bullets before calling out audibly. "THE PRICE IS ACCEPTED, YOU WILL SERVE!" And then it took wing, flying straight into the sky above, though what it had planned none seemed to know
[ST Jose] *The birds came at Daisy's call, more birds than should have been there, some flocking in from further than the area in question, Daisy felt every one of them, all of their life flowing through her and their willingness to heed her call, they were smart, they understood what it was that Daisy asked of them and as a price they asked that she remember, every one of them, remember them in death as well as in life! The birds flocked forward and off into the distance towards the planes, one of the jets veered off but the other two were not as lucky, as the birds gave a loud cry and flew directly into the engine intakes of the planes, their cries cut off suddenly in the wash of jet exhaust and the crash of moving parts that impacted with flesh and bone, some of them dying in vain but eventually the intakes were clogged and then stopped and like two very large stones, the fighter jets flew into a flat spin and fell to the earth behind enemy lines, crashing in a brilliant explosion to be dispersed into the air, the avatars of clashing boom boom, no more, as Daisy stood in the support line beside Kiara and grabbed at her head, as every death when it happened, happened to Daisy, as every memory flooded into her mind and overwhelmed her, she screamed long and wailing in despair as she refused to let up and lived through the death of more than several hundred of the animals she had called until she too collapsed in a twitching, frothing mess and then lay unmoving.
[ST Jose] *Roy veered off after the 3rd plane which had pulled aside to avoid the birds and charged at it while it was turning, it's maneuverability was no match for the spry dragonling, who belched forth a gout of flame, rather surprising in it's destructive force for the size of Roy, the flames hitting the plane and washing over it and overwhelming the engine intakes, choking out the oxygen necessary for a burn and sending it into a spin, but it was an A-10 and would not be denied it's sheer destructive power to anyone, as it fired off a missile pod and let it's nose cannon roar to life, an audible ROOOOOOARRRRRR filled the air as the cannon whizzed to life and mowed down a swath of the fae, several ghouls were literally blown apart into pieces, their blood covering the first and second lines, and as in any military engagement friendly fire was a thing, as several more of the enemy garou were mowed down in a hail of explosive rounds spat forth by the avatar of clashing boom boom. The missile pod exploding in mid-air into a MIRV and several of the rockets impacted directly with Roy, shearing a wing off, blowing off a leg and almost cutting him in half from a third explosion as he plummeted to the ground behind enemy lines.
[ST Jose] * Ishkode called out to the ancestors, a people whom in his immortal state he had no business contacting nor on calling on, even if he felt his connection was strong, but they were a people who would not leave each other behind so they came and they answered, as the sky began to burst into chaos, the storm began to roil and spin and the clouds began to form a circular pattern until a funnel appeared and then shot out like a finger of god to impact the ground to the east, --- the Dragonling flew directly into the sky as mentioned and another funnel cloud dropped down to the west and to the north, but these were tinted orange as blast of lightning shot out, hitting the new trees and some of the enemy, laying waste and igniting everything it touched into flames, some of the kindred hissed and covered themselves, one or two gave into the primal fear of a frenzy and fled, and more of the enemy were turned into so much burnt and charred lumps of flesh and to some people's surprise, metal.
[ST Jose] * -SCENE- They had been locked in combat now for almost an hour, people were beginning to grow exhausted and the support lines were not at a lack for work.
[ST Jose] * Isabelle received a call in her mind, outside of the link almost a whisper to her "Help me..." it came again the words that had drifted to her as a whisper before. Up to her to decide what she would do.
* Maggie saw Roy get exploded into pieces, and flew for her life to try to catch him in her talons without hurting him, carrying him to be healed in a blur of speed "Well that's one way to slow them down!"
* Randi continued shaking her ass, HOOMBACHAKA HOOOMBACHAKA style, circling about and chanting as quietly as she could for the great spirit of Black Unicorn.
* Sheshet saw the bullets the fire creature had stopped, and she saw it fly away. Now was not the time to wait for another blast of gunfire to come her way. She ducked into the undergrowth, using her pitch black fur and the shadows to skulk around the battle, looking for stragglers to hamstring and tear to pieces.
* Makayla gave a shout of panic and fear as she looked up at the noise to see Roy get hit and go down. There was nothing she could do for him so far away, and so she forced herself to tear her eyes away from him and focused on aiding those she could save.
* Toby saw gunfire flashing all around her. Well, if this was going to be it... What? She was still alive! Danu be praised! She found another bit of cover and began working her luck magics for her friends, no more death if she could help it!
* Chatter ducked, bobbed, and weaved.. in the flying sense. She chased after the falling planes, keeping as much a distance as she could but trying to track where they fell so she could spot them and best direct forces to their location.
* Cassian moved to injured people that were downed and delivered by Lily's vines and then sorted by Isabelle. He'd have Lure of Flames ready in the background if needed to help keep the group of healers and injured safe, but he'd work diligently to try to stabilize and get people who could be, back to the battle and those who couldn't, he'd patch up quickly, but move on after they were field managed the best they could be.
* Hexion would move around as he could with the Fae, dispatching ones that were already injured beyond repair and shooting ones that were close to that line as he could to assist. As much as he'd like to have used his abilities that were greater, he knew they would have no real affect on a ragey Garou, so it wasn't worth it to even try unless absolutely urgent and there was an opening. He'd revert back to that Russian soldier he was formerly and call on those skills now.
* Fenrir heard the words that roared from Gabriel's mouth. He had said everything that Fenrir felt and it uplifted him as he entered the frey. "Mother Gaia, we fight for you! If we may fall, we fall in valor! Vahalla!" He moved to counter his own Tribe, in Crinos form, gnashing and clawing at one of them as his rage built. He had been struggling with the notion of having to be a ronin, but not now, not ever again. Gabriel's words had removed that doubt.
* Raven continues to slowly circle as a hoard of ravens and crows explode into the air. A few dodging moves as she wings to the left and flapps her wings to so she is carried out of their path. She is thankful that she left her boys home as the horde flies toward the sounds of the incoming planes. She continues to attempt to keep her allies informed as she once again turns her attention to the ground below. Extending her perception and her gifts to search for enemies. The chaos made her flying almost impossible. The storm battered her small corvid body, but she'd been given this one task and she would not give up it up. Even with her exhausted wings fighting the storm, her focus was on the slaughter below her. She'd feed every chaotic detail to her allies.
* Ryker would break from his offensive actions and pull his Gaia's breath talens from his pack. If any fae or allies were near enough, he would set about healing the worst off of them, getting them back on their feet before heading for his own cover and drawing his riffle again.
* Jacob is unaware that the source of the freezing fog has been found so he is continuing to focus on his divination.
* Peyton was still looking for targets to take out, watcing out for any particularlly important targets and aiming specifically for them, enemmies who appeared to be giving orders, enemies who appeared to be doing anything that looked ritualistic, and people who just seemed to be making a nuisance of themselves for her side.
* Ishkode hadn't actually expected anyone to visibly answer his call. He respected the spirits each and every day, as part of his rituals, in thanks for the materials that he used. But they didn't actually manifest...well anything. This time however, he felt the rush if air as it stirred in answer to his words. He turned about to witness the funnel clouds forming in all directions Complete and utter chaos made worse as flames licked up two of the three of them. He stared at the columns of flame to the west and north in shock and fear. These were not things you could out run. For the moment it looked like he had given up and just stared at impending doom.
* As Max saw the western front of the Garou assult wane for a moment, he changed his position to reinforce the center and attack any Garou, kin, or whatever else that were advancing on the ritual, guerilla style. All of this was just the great, divine, rabid, insane dance of the Rat God. The Rat God's war had arrived, and now Max was in the place of Rat God's worship, the field of battle, bathed in the blood of enemies, fire lighting up the sky and lightning crashing against the darkness of the battle field. "RAT GOD. RAT GOD." Max was working himself up, once again, into a frenzy, dancing between bodies, friendly and then adversaries, who Max would fall upon quickly to inflict some bite, take out a group of muscle, a POUND OF-- "FLESH FOR THE RAT GOD. FLESH FOR THE RAT GOD. FALL ON US RAT GOD. FALL ON US WITH YOUR MUZZLE FLOWING WITH BLOOD, THE INFECTING CHITTERING OF GUMS AND TEETH, RAT GOD--." Etc. As he flew across the battlefield he was waving his sniper rifle like the world's most impractical war hammer, aiming for knee caps and skull casings.
* Kaelyn tried not to pause at the chaos that had been called down after Kode's call for aide from the spirits of his people. She saw Kode pause to take in the destruction he had called down and gave a shout towards him, moving to protect him from any oncoming enemies. "Kode!!" She would call out, trying to tear his attention back to the battle at hand.
* Martin Fischer, a ghoul under the protection of the Vampire faction, was running back and forth attending to whatever injured he could find. He didn't know a whole surgeon's amount, but he could patch up a wound and stem some bleeding and prevent infections with his little briefcase full of medical supplies. The whole while he was silent, focused, knowing that his master was likely judging him even know, especially now. The pressure was to great to ignore. He had to act right, silent, quickly, perfectly, and attend to his job as a supply and support man diligently.
* Talyn took cover as the A-10 exploded in the air. Not like anything they had was going to stop the tank buster from ripping him to shreds. That, was purely luck (good and bad) as to who remained unscathed and who met their end ripped to shreds. Once the funnel clouds formed, he calmly removed the ammo from his rifle and stowed it behind the vines. The winds would spoil any shot, so he would meet the next foes with blade a blade or short range pistol.
* Gabriel felt the pull of Gnosis and raw energy that the Naturae demanded from him, and rather than hold on selfishly, the Ahroun simply let go of it all. The rush of the spirits siphoning off so much power from him was one of the most spiritually satisfying events he had felt since he had declared himself a Ronin from the Garou Nation, and his ties with the spirit world had been mostly severed, few spirits choosing to even speak with him when he made them offerings within the Umbra. Coupled with the rush of seeing as the orchard and the Wyld spirits within the Northern front began decimating the enemy forces, Gabriel truly felt his spirits lifted, felt that they could truly turn the tide of the battle. Then, the pain came rushing in, the smell of his own burning flesh assaulting the more honed senses of his Crinos form, the fiery brand a burning agony as it sears into his flesh, forming the sigil of the tree and its roots extending down into his thighs in his flesh. He had no time to examine the chiminage he had paid for such a drastic ally to come to their aid, instead, he found himself devoid of any of the protections and gifts he had been using to combat their enemies, and with no Gnosis, he could not invoke the protection of Luna. That was no matter. The Ahroun was not going to sulk and tip toe about the battlefield just because he was not as protected as he had been beofre! Instead, the Ahroun rakes his talons across one of the stones that the thrashing, exploding roots had caused to erupt from the earth, sharpening his claws once more as he begins looking for his next target, any of the enemy Garou that were somehow still standing and making their way towards the Northern second line. Charging after them, the Ronin leaps out, his sharpened, deadly claws hungry to win more glory for Gaia and the Wyld this night, and protect the rifle lines behind him. There had already been losses on their side, and it would be foolish to overextend himself. His duty was to protect the Northern Line, not to go forth dead-checking the Garou out in the no man's land between trenches.
* Isabelle reached for the voice with tentative caution; she was not yet truly sure who was calling on her, and she had a direct link to too many minds to take unnecessary risks. if this was a trap, she would hopefully sense it before it overwhelmed her, and she would sever herself from the network, to leave Ujio in charge. <How can I help you?> She asked silently, as she sought to identify the source of the voice.
<Silas> * The Nosferatu kept on fighting against the Garou with his Machete, full of grim determination; he had been injured several times, but none of it fatally, and he was quick to expend blood to repair the damages::
* Kegarri little idea what price Gabriel had paid, but he sensed the garou's weakened state. By now he was close enough to pounce and protect the ronin with the fury of his claws and he let out a beastial roar in challenge. There was a small twinkle in his eyes that practically said -let's dance-.
* Sandra had found herself a place behind a small pile of bodies, and crouched there shooting at any of the Garou that came near.
* Fayad kept on defending the healer's positions.
* Kiara wasn't made for this sort of thing, full battle wasn't really her area of expertise and the reaction from Gabriel after his branding made her more than a little unsteady. While she might want to go to Gabriel, Kiara was well aware that this was not the place for her to help him. Besides, she had other responsibilities. The sight of all the birds taking flight might have been missed if not for the way they blotted out everything behind them and Kiara's eyes went wide as she watched but whatever awe she felt over Daisy's ability was dashed aside when she turned to congratulate the woman only to see her fallen. Kiara's rifle was abandoned as she made her way to Daisy's fallen form, moving to cradle her head a little and check for signs of life. Kiara didn't know if a healer could help at this point but she was stricken by the way her stomach dropped in worry over the woman and Kiara's hands moved to brush the hair from Daisy's face regardless if she was alive or dead. She leaned in close and spoke to Daisy. "You did good, Daisy." Kiara wasn't sure if the woman would hear it but the words needed to be spoken all the same.
* Aiyana too seemed to sense Gabriel's less than full strength so she moved in closer to him so that she could offer support should the ronin need it. She might find him arrogant and snide but the man was a force to fight beside and that garnered him some respect.
* Matthew would growl as his magazine runs empty, fumbling with massive hands to remove it and shove in the next. All of the explosions in the air and far off columns of fire and destruction were not of his concern, they would kill him or they would not, he had no way of protecting himself against such monsterous power. Matt would slink forward out of the trench a short ways as Gabriel's gifts winked out, the only light onxe again coming from the staccato flashes of gunfire. He uses the nightshade to his advantage, trying to stay hidden as he moved forward and carefully fired on the garou in Gabriel's way, to pester and distract before the hulking form crashed into them, quickly moving after each burst of gunfire so that none can home in on the flash of his rifle, his body little more than an inky blackness thanks to the talen.
[ST Jose] -SCENE- From the south, an unexpected front, the sound of a familiar chopping noise cut through the air, a helicopter, though this was not an attack helicopter. A blackhawk's side door opened up and from it leapt four wolves, followed by three more, all of them switching to Crinos in mid air, landing with a thud inside of the 3rd circle of defenses with the ritualists and the back line of healers. They wasted no time and tore into the rear line, clearly these were some of the last of the fenrir war pack, all of them bearing vest armor with the standard of a black eagle on the chest, some of the crinos open up with machine guns, and the rest of them with claws and teeth- There is one of them, he stands taller than the rest of them and those with garou lore of 2 or more will know that this beast is Ivar Bjornsen known to the nation as "Bears Teeth" Athro, Get of Fenris, wielder of the Jarl Hammer, Troll Eater and Captain of the Black Eagles. When he lands on the rear line there is a loud thud and then an enormous clap of thunder heard as several of the back line are stunned and more than a few of the medical personele are instantly leapt on and torn asunder.
[ST Jose] * The rear guard of kindred leap to the frey, some stomping in their heavy combat armor, others opening fire. Lawrence Berry runs for cover from all the gun fire and then is flanked by several of the garou, he takes a hefty slash to the back before Cero Berry rushes to Lawrence's side opening fire with an Uzi on the garou and felling it, pulling a two handed claymore from his back and entering into melee with two other of the garou, he moves quick as a whip crack and one of the garou's head is removed while the 3rd calls on his rage and tears into Cero, his leg and chest are carved open and he limps but puts Lawrence behind him as he fends off the 3rd and they enter into a dance of death, meanwhile the kindred guards are engaging Ivar two of the vampires are felled and with each one of them that is killed an clap of thunder rings out from the hammer. It's power seeming to bypass the kindred armor as if it weren't even there, causing it to simply break apart and expose the soft flesh beneath. The 3rd garou on Cero and Lawrence dodges a fatal strike from cero and switches faster than the eye can see into an enormous dire wolf form in the process, seeing that Cero is concerned with protecting Lawrence, it leaps past Cero towards Lawrence and opens it's jaws, but Cero makes the choice on the spot and leaps back to knock lawrence aside and takes the blow as the fenrir closes his jaws around Cero's neck and crushes it in his teeth, Lawrence is on his butt unable to assist as the Fenrir tears the throat from Cero and snaps his neck in a vicious flailing of his head and then with blood dripping from his jaws he begins to stalk towards Lawrence, while Daniel and Typpid continue in the ritual focusing on remaining undaunted in their actions so that all of this is not in vain!
[ST Jose] * Eddum on the East line continues to snag more of the garou in small pockets of shadow, dragging them kicking and screaming much like a shark in deep water snatching up it's prey, while they continue to protect the two remaining in the center, and then there's one, left as Eddum snatches another.
[ST Jose] -SCENE- The 2nd line is effective as they continue to snipe and fire off their guns, felling charging garou and other enemies. In the sky above there is an outline of a 9 tailed humanoid fox with three eyes in pitched combat with what looks like a small girl in a ratty blood soaked dress, the cyclones and the lightning seem to light them up as they are embroiled in what can be seen as a battle over the souls of the fallen. Many going to Mamasan but still others being taken by the little phantom girl.
[ST Thea] -LILY/HEALERS- * Lily glanced up as the planes came screaming out of the turbulent sky... the blood red eyes tracking the opening of the areocrafts weapons onto the lines... the missile that screamed out of the air and the fragments that exploded. She stood with out batting an eye lash as the shrapnel came raining down upon them as it whizzed past the second lines in fiery arches that caught her in several of the exposed areas. Slicing open her cheek, a shoulder, a thigh.... the vines tightened over head and along the walls to prevent the metal bits from going to the wounded beyond and then she turned to continue her walk.. passing bodies back and forth into the nearly over taxed healers. She noted that some of the wounded were out of range and she called to toby, "BRING ME GLAMOUR..." and she held out her hand as some of the paper construct of the wall reformed becoming massive Gorillas that began to hoot and plow their way outward seeking the wounded to bring them into the safety of the vines.. there were four all together .. thinning the vines a little... but necessary none the less.
[ST Thea] * Roy impacted some where out there... ouch...
[ST Thea] -OTHERS- * Their numbers thinning in the middle heavily, those that were wounded and could still fight made their way back out of safety of the vine work to rejoin the battle, while others could do no more then grasp rifles that had been left behind by others and position in the vines propped up however they could to look for the enemy to fire upon through the thinned lines in the middle. Some would bleed to death where they were propped... others would live.. it was grim and necessary. THOSE vampires that had ran from the flames attempted to get a hold themselves and return to battle. some would be successful others would simply hide with in the safety of the Healer's area.
[ST Thea] * Daisy lay in Kiara's arms twitching and sobbing to herself ...she was out for this battle, completely defenseless as the war raged on around them
[ST Thea] -SHIFTERS- * The Shifters drew from the sight of Gabriel, from his strength, his call.. They understood this... and they noticed others drawing about this Ahroun and they followed suit coming together like a pack.
[ST Thea] -SCENE- As the Garou attempted to jump through the Vines they would attempt to restrict and coil around them attempting to snatch them up, crawling through every available opening that was tender. Eyes, ears, nose and mouth until they could fill the available cavities with in and exploded the person from the inside out.. one could almost year a whisper of "Bloom" each time a corpse was claimed.
[ST Thea] * Eddum (amending Jose post a little from miscommunication) having dropped the garou down into the Shadow pockets with in the Dreaming.. oh these creatures the dreaming did not like and a massive storm would roll in over head and from every direction the sound of angry bees that began to form out of the spawning pools in the distance. Massive bugs covered in silver spines, with stingers injecting Silver Venom...... Eddum for the moment was open to attack but he opened his great maw drawing in the glamour with a breath and sent out a terrifying Scream that would hopefully induce terror and cause the garou to rage.. hopefully on each other.... if he managed to flee....
[ST Thea] * Kyssa would LEAP FORWARD all spidery and SHIT ..... as Cero fell a massive web stuck between her feet to try to pin the Garou to the ground and do the Mexican TAP DANCE ON HIS HEAD with her pointy.. LEG.. thingies!
[ST Jose] * Max had been a little zippy rat thing all over the field of battle, biting ankles and knee caps, sending some to the ground for others to pick off, he was the support for the support lines! And with the sound of the rear lines being engaged he turned about, his chants for the Rat God, seemed to appease some great spiritual king who seemed to appear, a fat crinos looking rat, with a big burger king crown on his head leaning forward holding a scepter made of trash and various broken bits on a throne made out of 12 pack boxes of soda and beer. It was a faint outline but the King would observe his loyal subject and so Max streaked to the rear line laying waste with his sniper rifle club in only the way a muhcmausen could, which was the most chaotic of course.
[ST Jose] -FRONT LINES- * Fenrir joined the front lines, along with the others who bolstered Gabriel, lending courage to him and his forces, his silver fang leadership shining through as they crashed into the reinforced and charging front line, to their advantage the terrain was now a hazard for the enemy with the wyld spirits and the funnel clouds, the fire and the explosions, the front lines were literally going to be the DANGER ZONE!
[ST Jose] -SECOND LINE- * The second line was chaos with all of the injured and the wounded, Lily's Gorilla's and the vines helping to support them, but Lily herself even though he cuts had opened, they almost instantly seemed to seal up of their own accord as Lily felt her flesh harden like the stone of a mountain and the blood that had been smeared on the back of her neck activated.
Eddum found the garou in his world now, in the dreaming and they did not last long, against both Eddum and the dreaming and it's storm of silver insects and injected silvery venom, but they fought back, they would not go down without it, opening fire on anything and everything, Eddum took a few rounds to his meaty torso some finding purchase, others bouncing away harmlessly.
[ST Jose] * Matthews sneaking and sniping was effective and he stuck to what he was best at which was to his strengths. Cassian's efforts on the second line was not without it's merit, saving more lives than were lost, and his flames came to be useful to fend off others who flanked from the north to his end. The concentrated efforts of the 2nd line worked to take out the three garou that were controlling the ice fog and they went down in a hail of bullets and under Jordan's blade, the ice fog dissipating perhaps less than 60 seconds before impacting with the eastern flank.
[ST Jose] -SCENE- * The sky roared deafeningly as a C-130 came into visual range and then opened up lighting up the sky with a hail of explosions and what might have been mistaken for lightning as 25mm gatling cannons sounded off, a 40mm bofors cannon and then an explosion among explosions rang out. Several of the fae and more of the front line being wiped out, and that final blow from the c-130 rang out as the 105mm howitzer exploded into action to leave a crater where the resistance had taken root. You all knew you were dead, none of you would survive an explosion from these kinds of munitions, that is, until a literal 15 foot knight appeared standing tall above you all, holding a long sword, wearing gleaming silver armor, and he held aloft a tower shield bearing the mark of a black unicorn in stamping it's hooves in defiance, the shells impacted with the shield, causing the knight to plant itself as it was pushed back from the impacts, the defenses seeming to light up what looked like a defensive shield over the rings of defenses. The knights gave a yell, but you felt it more than you heard it, it invigorated you all, with a sense of duty, honor, and strength! Black Unicorn had arrived to the summons and you knew that you were protected with righteous fury!
* Randi breathed a sigh of relief. She'd manage that payment going forward. It was the least she could do. Now it was time to continue fucking with these ...lamey mclamersons! She drew upon her Phoebe's Veil, sliding back into invisibility and running to find the nearest pack of enemies she could sow with chaos.
<Cassian> * The damages were getting worse and there were so many people that were wounded and/or dying. He glanced over at Lily, who was taking a lot of strain but maintaining. Digging into the reserves of bandages, stitching thread and needles etc, he continued his work. Morphine for the living also would help with pain so a shot here or there was done for the most critical or those that wanted to get their asses back up and fight because they were determined. He wasn't there to argue with them. He was there to do what they wanted him to do as a healer and get those back up he could and those who could not be assisted more, he'd patch up what he could and hope they could be safe with the others who just were not going to be getting back up anytime soon. He drew his sword and stuck it into the ground nearby in case it should be needed to be grabbed in haste. He would renew Lure of Flames, maintaining the dots, not activating, but being able to move them if he needed to, to enemies that dared to get too close to the injured and/or Lily or Isabelle, in which he would set them off again at various enemy Garou if needed.
* Hexion reloaded his weapon and continued to snipe off the Garou from the other side but then his attention drew to the big Garou with the hammer that was trying to breakup the ritual. This could not be abided, so he focused with Chicanery to mess with that particular Garou's reality some to help give those closest to it more of a chance, focusing on swapping out enemies for allies and timing being warped for that shifter to see (not the allies).
* Fenrir scraped his claws across rock as he moved forward, pressing an advance with the other Garou around Gabrielle. The young Ahroun ronin was feeling the charge of the battle as rage filled him and he growled ferociously as he launched his attack with claw and fang. He knew who had entered the battle...He was a Get after all. Courage welled up in him though because whether he died or lived, this was a battle that had become legendary already.
* Kiara reached for her rifle since Daisy was alive but unable to defend herself...Kiara would simply have to do her part from here. Her hands smoothed over Daisy's forehead as she spoke soothingly to the woman.> "Shhh, rest now. I'll stay with you and you will be alright." <Daisy's form was set gently aside so that Kiara could take up her firearm now. Cero and Lawrence were two people she held very dear and given that Cero had been stationed in the North with her it wasn't too hard to keep track of him...well, as much track as could be kept of anyone with this going on. He had just come back home and it seemed like only yesterday that she had been sitting down with him and Lawrence, watching those two with a dreamy sort of gaze as they had the sort of relationship anyone would wish for. That had been a good day filled with smiles and gifts and Lawrence's cheer at having Cero back....it was all in such stark contrast to the horror she saw now as Cero fought to defend the life of the man he loved, everything outside of those two in her field of vision was forgotten for the moment. It felt like a piece of her heart just snapped right off, clattering with a hollow feeling at the very base of her soul when she saw Cero go down. "Cero...no....." It wasn't anything more than a whisper since nothing would get past the hard lump of pain in her throat. Cero had died trying to protect Lawrence and she cared for that Nos in her own ways...she lifted her rifle and would to everything she could to make certain that Cero's life had not been snuffed out in vain. She had been training a fair amount in her firearm skill...with Talyn and then with Gabriel...she had every intention of emptying her clip in to the garou that had killed Cero and was now stalking Lawrence.
* Maggie was in a rush, she had to find and take Roy back for help! Hurry, hurry! She moved as quickly as she could to not overtax her abilities, grabbing his body and turning to dart for the sky and back to the healers.. as crazy as that area was.
* Toby heard her Madam's call, and picked herself up to be useful. She grabbed the glamour fruit, sprinting as fast as her silky little goat legs could carry her toward the Lady, and she was pretty freakin' fast!
* Peyton continued snipering her way through anybody who looked like a threat to what they were trying to accomplish here, doing her best to protect her few friends, pausing only to reload when necessary.
* Inayah continued stalking in the shadows, silent and hidden as best she could. THere would be blood, if she had anything to say about it. Claws prepared, and she unsheathed to tear her enemies apart! If she had to die.. it seemed this was the way to do it.
* Chatter scanned the horizon, looking for oncoming trouble, she would not let her people continue to be surprised!
* Kaelyn moved with a speed born of the blood, moving to protect her domitor from any threats that may venture too near.
* Gabriel keeps his eyes constantly scanning the battlefield around them, taking stock in the situation and adapting to it as needed. What he saw continued to bolster his belief that he was fighting for a righteous cause, as Fenrir and the other shifters came to help bolster the Northern line. While they were still at a disadvantage, the Wyld spirits that came to heed his plea continued to tear and rend their enemies, making them fight for every step they took forward, only to be met by the vanguard of Gabriel and the rest of the front line. He felt something that he had not felt in quite some time, the power and unity of working together, like in a pack, of knowing that the person to either side of him was there to fight and sacrifice just as much as he was. His resolve became iron, any thoughts he had of returning to the Garou Nation evaporated in the wake of the destruction that had been caused by the Garou, and by the way that those of the Ahadi were standing with him now. Raising a bloody, clawed fist to the sky before meeting the next charging wave of the Garou, the Ahroun roars out from deep within his chest, a rage filled warcry. Once more, surrounded by others here on the lines, the former Silver Fang bursts into a radiant silver light, illuminating the field of battle for one hundred feet in all directions, giving their rifle bearers light with which to see, and making it more difficult for the charging enemy to land solid blows, blinded as they were. Glowing like a standard of defiance in the black night, his words intended to be understood by all around him, not in their minds, but physically, his commanding presence coming fully to bear with an exertion of will, and the force of his words, though restricted by the Crinos form's difficulty with the tongue of man. "ONWARD! TO VICTORY!" The wave of assailants came within reach of the Ahroun's fury, and he was upon them with a savage fury fueled by those standing with him bolstering their position, his claws rending and tearing the flesh of the Garou before him, the defenses of their line holding as well as they could hold it, his mind focused on the singular purpose to destroy the enemy, and protect those that depended upon them.
<Max> "IT IS TIME. THE TIME OF BLOOD. RAT GOD IS COMING. HE IS HERE. THE KING OF RATS, ALL PRAISES BE. MADNESS COME, MADNESS COME, WYLD, FRENZY, YES. YES. YES." Max chanted his insanity into the cacauphony with the ecstacy of religious experience and battle frenzy intersecting into a beautiful tableau of red splashes and melody of screams and the regular-irregular beating of sniper rifle hitting flesh. Max paused when the Rat King revealed himself and released a GREAT SCREECH of PRAISE before painting his face entirely with the mixture of blood and mud and gun powder and ash and excrament from the ground, really rubbing it in, and leaping back towards battle. The great (seemingly legendary looking) Crinos garou and his fellows were Max's target now. Dashing in and out, smashing and bashing and supporting his fellow warriors so that they would not get overwhelmed by the enemy.
<Isabelle> * The Mage focused her attention upon the leader of the group that had dropped right in among the healers, infused with fury that they would slaughter the most vulnerable like this - she drew deeply upon her Willpower as she carefully shaped and crystallized that fury, then lashed out at Ivar Bjornson's mind, weaving Life and Spirit with the Mind assault to cause aggravated damage, as she sought to drive that spear of fury deeply inside him hopefully stopping him temporarily, for someone else to finish off.
* Silas would keep on killing the Garou on his flank, and if they regained a respite, he would seek to help the healers fight off the Garou assaulting them.
* Makayla continued her work with the healers, breathing carefully, meditatively to keep that familiar panic at bay. She delved deep into her soul, breathing in...out ... in.... out.... she had feltthe stiring of her own ancestors a time or two there, nudging, guiding,but never before truly understanding. With the chaos around her,spirits clashing together for ;all eyes to see, she opened herself to them now as she continued to move amongst the most severley wounded.
* Ishkode shook his head to try and clear the shock from clouding his mind. Kaelyn's voice pulled him back and he remembered Ujio's words. Plan as though they were all going to die, but that didn't mean to lay down and take it. They had a purpose, and the helicoptor just brought in enemy reserves behind the lines. Whirling infernos and storm streaked skies be damed. If they claimed him, ;they would claim the enemy with him. "With me! Defend the healers," he called out to his people. They were no match for most of these garou one on one, but they had the numbers and they had heart. He charged them from behind to aid the others who had rushed to meet the enemy.
* Faira would work alongside Makayla, helping her heal the wounded. The Mage occasionally spared Isabelle a glance, a worried expression on her face as she watched her sister fight.
<Charley_Harper> * A new engine roar is heard as a Jeep, with a machine gun mounted in the back, comes from almost out of no where, tearing up the ground in chuncks, Charley behind the wheel. She is going off road to a new extreme and pulls up near a group toward the South side. "I NEED A GUNNER FOR THE MACHINE GUN WHILE I DRIVE!" revving the engine loudly.
* Ratboy 's enormous kukri knife flashed and sliced as he fought, using the skills he had acquired over a century of life. He was keeping close to his Primogen - as Caine was his witness, Silas and The Clan would lose NO MORE family tonight, if he could help it. As he sliced and cut into whatever he could find - eyes, limbs, whatever, and cursing wildly in Italian as he did so. He vaguely thought it was good that Frankie was at home tonight, he didn't want the little guy to get hurt.
* Sandra would arise and obediently follow with Kode, slapping another clip into her gun as she prepared to shoot at the invading Garou. FAYAD: Fayad was already with the healers, and was brooding over the likelihood of his own imminent demise as his scimitar whirled to slash at another Garou.
* Raven see's the danger suddenly touching down in the inner circle, with the healers and the most vulnerable. She flung out that knews in her mind. She wanted to dive, to imbed her talons in the enemy and scream her rage at them, but she was still neede din the air, so instead she cried her fury at the turmultuous sky and sought to keep to her task, until she was told that she could attack, she'd keep her word and be the eyes that her allies needed
* Ryker hears the cries of alarm for the inner circle and turns to aim his riffle at the new attackers. He was too far to make it in a run, but he could fire careful bursts from his riffle at the attacking garou to try and protect the healers from his position. He'd stay with Kode and Kaelyn, advancing as they did while taking his shots.
* Jacob had never seen combat before, let alone close combat. That wasn't to say that he was a cowards, but there were suddenly giant monsters in their midst and tearing people appart. His cards are forgotten as he cries out in abject fear and leaps for a riffle that had been discarded by one of the injured. Scrambling British hands close around it as he dives to hide behind anything he can find before shakily lifting the gun up and firing at the closest furred monster. He wasn't a crack shot, but he had incentive!, "Oh Dear Gods, Bright Lady keep us all..." If the leader succumbed to Isabelles mental attack, he'd be aiming for the big one!
* Kegarri danced through battle beside Gabriel, darting and spinning with feline grace as he taunted the enemy and danced out of the way. When an opening presented itself, he'd tear a devestating slash with his sharpened claws, ever keeping pace with Gabriel at his side. Garri was a protector, and he would defend the Ronin's flank.
* Talyn still hated canines. They terrified him even now, but he had a duty tonight. He watched in horror as the helicopter unloaded. Lily was hurt, and as much as he wanted to go to her aid that was not his purpose tonight. Gathering his will, he rush inside the healer camp to stop any garou who might close upon Typpid and Daniel. He was the last line of defense. Drawing his katana, he would meet the garou with his blades, Koukennin Ookami, this was their purpose too, and neither would be denied.
* Matthew would be sneaking off to the side of the wyld wild ratkin tromping in and causing mayhem, only hoping the bright shining beacon Gabriel gives off doesn't illuminate him as well. He follows in the ratkin's wake to garou knocked down or disoriented by his coming and going, putting bullets into the skulls of those that become easy targets as they fall and hit the ground with the last things they hear being a snicker and the burst of a rifle. Otherwise he is harassing those merely inconvienced by Max with a peppering of bullets, always on the move and avoiding any actual fair confrontations with any of the wolves, prefering to hit and run if they don't die immediately.
* Reggie had dressed for battle in the only way he knew how....he just LOVED the movie Desparado and so he had dressed like Antonio Banderas' character. Black pants and suit jacket, white shirt beneath that. If anyone had noticed earlier they might have seen Reggie show up with a guitar case even but all he had was two hand guns...no epic machine gun for him. He was here to fight for his people, for his home and for his Rosa. Reginald would be no coward, not this day! He would not let a single garou lay a hand on the woman he loved. He was assigned to the West side along with Eddum but the redcap was off doing horrible things so Reggie leaped in to action. He was bolstered not only by all of the things happening here but also by the love of his Isabelle, his Rosa! They had shared a magical night together even though Penelope had fallen to the paint demons. Reggie strode out in, his arms lifting wide as he wieled his guns, one in each hand...his black jacket flaring out in the wind like he was some action movie hero (had he long hair, surely it would have whipped out majestically to one side). His fingers pulled the triggers of his guns....guns blazing as he poured his love and need to defend Isabelle in to every pull of the trigger. As he shot, Reggie cried out....> "ROOOOOOOOOOOSA!!!!"
[ST Thea] * Lily turned to the sound of fighting with in the Vine work and moved to step through one of the openings.. blood Raining down from above as the Vines tore into some there....... For a moment Simply looked at Ivar... at all the Vulnerable people spread out around. HEr blood red eyes taking it all in , as her face held cold as the deepest winter snow and she turned from them witht out even a quiver from her heart and grasped the fruit uttered. "Grow....." and lifted her hand up. As the last Gorilla dropped off the wounded, it was absorbed back into the OUTTER WALL... which began to rise up and change... it crawled up the side of Unicorn and for a moment it appeared to be nothing more then a Bean stalk but it took shape on the Knight's shoulder and became that of a Pheonix.. The massive bird threw up its wings and took to the sky flying toward The massive plane... it was a suicide mission so it seemed for it did not veer left.. or right.. but moved directly for the craft and should it connect it would explode into another shape changing into that of a Giant Octopus which would move to wrap about the metal object and literally haul it to the ground.
[ST Thea] * What happened in the dreaming was for the moment out of sight to everyone currently on the battle field.. but the Fae would feel the dreaming's anger as it took it's self out on those that were interlopers with in.... Eddum did not resurface for the moment.
[ST Thea] * Jordan turned and with far more speed then anyone should have he moved toward the healer circle with his screaming sword drawn.. with the intent to draw Ivar's attention.----