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[Powder Miner]

Faith's voice became about an octave higher as Fiona nonchalantly gave her answer. "<What do you mean for future reference? You had better not be thinking of trying anything about... ugh... ugh!" Faith let out an infuriated groan as she clenched her fists, willing herself to settle down, and then she spoke again. "<Look. I'm told that my sister modeled for an eromanga of yours while intoxicated. I want to know if you did anything to her while she couldn't understand and couldn't consent.>"

[Empiricist]

Faith
"<Try what?>" She asks, looking up from the sketchpad she's been scribbling away at. "<And don't worry, they were both fully clothed and nothing sexual happened. Learned that lesson already.>" Uhh...

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Area of denial attack indeed. Minato thought quickly. Charging forwards wasn't going to work, not if that attack was going to nail him right when he was charging into it. The summoner, however, wasn't defending herself, not that he could see.

She was hoping he'd be stupid enough to charge right into Abraxas' attack. It was the only way forward. Minato, however, had one asset, one card to play.

Luin Celtchair was still in his hand, after all, and it would target any enemy it could if Minato wasn't actively controlling it. It was the legend of the spear, after all, a spear so angry that it killed enemies even before the wielder used it to fight. All he needed to do was loose the spear and wreak havoc.

The army- most armies, in fact- advised against the practice of 'cooking' grenades. Grenades were volatile, they were explosive, and you didn't want them in your hand when they blew up.

Right now, Abraxas had a grenade, and Minato was going to set it off.
Let Luin Celtchair go, aiming it at the attack in Abraxas' hand deliberately to detonate the attack before Abraxas can lob it at Minato. While Abraxas is distracted, blow four weapons to ram into the summoner with Rho Aias forward to parry any incoming attack from forward.
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[Powder Miner]

Faith deflated with relief. "<Oh, thank God. Okay, well, that seems like one less thing to worry about, for now.>" Faith then remembered the other thing that she was indignant about, however. "<And what I mean is that... that... don't do anything regarding my chest! I'm sick and tired of that sort of thing, and God can I see it coming, so just... don't. ...and wait, what are you drawing?>" Faith tried to get a peek of what Fiona was working on.

[Empiricist]

Faith
You deflate but sadly your chest never will, speaking of which, that's basically what Fiona's putting to paper. Not your chest mind you, but sketches of torsos of similar such endowment.

[Empiricist]

Minato

Spoiler: Rolls (click to show/hide)

Minato: 3

Urbane Evoker: 5

[Now Playing:

I'll Face Myself

]

Two swords plunge into the dying flames and for an instant, the dying embers burn with life anew. Sparks fly, metals grinds, and Abraxas is hurled back, just fucking ragdolled as a silver streak nails him in the goddamn throat. Orbs comes flying at you, but the shot's gone wide, you got time before it consumes the area. Not quite according to plan - Luin went for the jugular, you can work with this though.

There's a deafening roar, a feeling of profound speed, and a hard thump. Next thing you know you're skidding forwards the Urbane Evoker pinned against your shield by sheer velocity and quite hurt at that. Beneath the cowl you see her grit her teeth, beneath the cowl you see sixteen motes of light diminish by four. You see blue flames turn to raging water, fierce eyes and a gleaming crown, sharp teeth and the heavyweight champion title belt.

"<Sobek.>"

Abraxas fades and a surge of water hammers against your shield, aiming to force you back while simultaneously launching the Evoker away. Rising from the depth is Sobek, the Crocodile God, the Warden of the Nile, the Might of Pharaohs, Sobek who reunified Osiris, who wards away evil, who fights and fucks with the same breath. By the looks of it, he's also apparently pro-wrestler in this form.

So yeah, wall of water trying to blow you and the Evoker away from each other, Sobek's coming out of it fist-first. Not sure what the Evoker's doing ontop of that - Sobek's GLORIOUS SCULPTED ABS and FRIGHTFULLY LARGE PACKAGE are kinda blocking your view right now.

Spoiler: World Lines (click to show/hide)

Minato
Status: Fine, Durandal, Rho Aias (4 rings remaining), Luin Celtchair (clattering to the floor), 13 stockpiled units
World Line: 3 1 3 4 2 6 5 3 6 6
Alterations: 2.5
Resolve: 0

Urbane Evoker
Status: Quite Hurt, Staggered, Active Summon: Abraxas (Staggered, Winded, Dismissing) -> Sobek (Summoning), 16 - 4 motes

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Congratulations Elf. I did not see that coming. Didn't even occur to me that with Minato's newfound ranged capabilities Luin Celtchair could function as a homing missile. On a related note, I've taken the liberty of deducting two more forgeries from you - the price of extending the charge.

16 - 4 motes means she's currently got 16 motes but 4 of them are being consumed as her action for the coming turn.

Yuki
An incredibly sketchy boy clad in a mantle of shadows bumps into you. You think, you feel him brush past you and next thing you know you're facing the wrong way. "<Sorry!>"

Shef
You are approached by an adventurous young woman and a well-dressed young man. Though the girl leads, it is the boy who speaks "<What a fine expression... such focus, such intensity. The gaze of a girzzled veteran, of a haunted man. Sends shivers down my spine really, now that, that is prime protagonist material right there, ah but what for? A tragedy? A thriller? Such a classic archetype but I must confess, strange as it might sound my mind jumps straight to 'harem', I daresay we've enough generic leads as it is,no no, we could do with someone more like you, someone a little darker, a little less usual, after all a character should be interesting, no? And a protagonist must be most be all interesting of all...>"
The girl/meatshield kinda just stands there, looking like she'd rather be somewhere other than here.
"<Ah but where are my manners? My name is Sébastien Belmont, tell me, what is your name and how do I get the rights to your story?>"
They're both wearing combat passes. Student ones.

[Strider03]

Shef held back his initial instinct to attack, that secondary idea to test their combat passes if that was possible, and suppressed the small tertiary urge to state that he was flattered, but quite frankly, what the fuck. Instead, he hesitated, glanced back and forth between the two, and then said:

{"I'm sorry, I don't speak English."} This was spoken in passable Spanish, then followed by, in broken English, "No english." With that he began backing away.

[Twinwolf]

Despite her general naivete, Yuki had seen enough tv to have the sense to check all her pockets after being bumped into. She wasn't sure what she had that would actually be worth stealing but maybe something had been knocked out of her pocket or something.

"No, my bad for standing around in the middle of the place! Sorry!"

[Empiricist]

Noriko
"Oh um, no. Just taking in the views. Sorry, a friend of mine really wanted to visit here actually, can never find the time though. So I feel like I should try and appreciate it as much as I can." Uh-huh. And Patricija? Well, she's slowly inching towards Kouta with an expression of uh, is that concern? She kinda stares at you expectantly and gingerly moves to poke him.

Shef
"<Ingles? Is that->"
"<Spanish, I think.>"
Okay, just need to slip away, don't do anything to make them suspicious and...
"<Wait! Wait uh..  ES-SPEAR! Commo tea er, llamas why commo ob-tengo(?) los derek-os de too historia?>"
You turn to find him reading something off his phone, you think he's trying to repeat that last sentence in Spanish? You're guessing he's not too familiar with it.

Yuki
Hmm, nothing missing... he does look shady though but
"<LLAMAS! Why commo otengo los de-ree-kos dee too historia?>"
"<Sebastien, I don't think he understands you, maybe we should just->"
"<No! Inspiration calls and I will surrender it so easily!>"
Is, is Shef speaking Spanish?

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"<Ohoho, NO. You're not going ANYWHERE.>"
Minato was better at projecting his magic at range now, true. That stunt he'd just pulled was only just because he'd gotten better at aiming.

But up close? That's where Minato shone. Swords, spears and all the like were a LOT easier to use when your enemy was at kissing range, after all; everything else in his arsenal was just to pin his enemies down so he could get closer. And that's exactly where he was.

Sobek was going to be a problem, yes. But if the Summoner had had any tricks to stop Minato from getting too close, she hadn't used them yet. Which left Minato a LOT of ways to play around, but the problem at hand was going to need to be handled first.

And Sobek wasn't going to attack his own summoner.
Activate Gleipnir and tie the Evoker to Minato. Sacrifice four forgeries to pull her as close to Minato as humanly possible, sacrifice another two to strengthen the chains to keep them as strong against Sobek as possible, while Minato smashes her into his shield again, positioning her between himself and Sobek.
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[Strider03]

{". . .I'm sorry, I need to go."} Shef said, wincing at the attempted spanish, all the while continuing his retreat. If it would be possible without being too obvious, he'd begin caching portals, if he was missing any.

[Empiricist]

Minato

Spoiler: Rolls (click to show/hide)

Minato: 3, Hyper[5]

Urbane Evoker: 4 Hyper[6]

[Now Playing:

I'll Face Myself

]

Sobek appears, force and fury, violence and virility. Good for him. You know what you got? This fucking chain. Six blades burn to naught and Gleipnir rushes forth binding the summon and master and chaining them together before you. Sobek struggles against the chains, eyes glaring at you with ironically impotent fury as you move around for the finishing blow. Your target seems to take it in better humor.

"<Oh my, what a bold approach~>"

She smiles.

"<I must confess though - I don't like being tied down~ Sobek, if you would...>"

Sobek dissipates.

Gleipnir retracts, seeking to constrict and bind; problem - Sobek's a fucking big dude. Real big dude, needed a lot of chain to hold him, not like to ward against his strength even, no, just to actually wrap around his limbs and restrain him. With him gone now, all that extra chain, all that extra length, it becomes slack, looseness, escape potential.

The Evoker spins round, black cowl sweeping through the air as she turns to run. No matter, the side of your shield rushes forth

And hits nothing.

That cape, it's not a fashion statement it's concealment! It hides her actions!  She wasn't spinning around to run, she was spinning for a leg sweep! Guiding your arm away with her staff, she sweeps under your strike and forces you off balance, your swords rush down to pierce her but they stop just short - they're caught. Caught on her gloves, or rather what they've sprouted - black triangular blades like the fins of a shark lining her forearms. Not sure what their usual function is, but here they act as swordbreakers, a way to catch and lock incoming blades.

Fifteen motes begin to burn away as she lets go of the staff, pivoting and conjuring a multitude of blades in the now-free hand, some kind of throwing weapon vaguely reminiscent of a boomerang or a large ornate shuriken.

A lot of them too. She's more than well within blasting range, but despite seeing that they can explode, she seems awfully confident that they won't be an issue, or at least that you can blow them and she'll still stay on some recent footing.

She's acting tough, but she didn't just dismiss Sobek, no, Gleipnir wouldn't allow that, she had to seal him. Guy didn't just tag out, no no no, he's been fucking benched. Close quarters and magic protection. Not something you wanna be missing in a fight against you.

Motes, you're guessing her magic and summons run off of them, and she's generating them at the same rate as you. In that case, fifteen is quite a hefty bet. Fifteen and an attack. That leaves two motes in case she bets wrong, or y'know, to heal. Though you're guessing Chiron's needed for that, Chiron who she hasn't resummoned.

Quite the wager, now, how will you make it fail?

Spoiler: World Lines (click to show/hide)

Minato
Status: Fine, off-balance, Durandal, Rho Aias (4 rings remaining), Luin Celtchair (clattering to the floor), 8 stockpiled units, Gleipnir (4x length, 2x strength, clattering to the floor).
World Line: 1 3 4 2 6 5 3 6 6 1
Alterations: 3
Resolve: 0

Urbane Evoker
Status: Quite Hurt, Active Summon: N/A, 17 - 15 motes,  staff has been dropped, Sobek is sealed and cannot be used for the rest of the battle

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

She's on the inside of your guard, so your shield arm won't come back into play quickly enough. Your other arm is free though.

Shef
"<What is he saying?>"
"<How am I supposed to know? I don't speak Spanish!>"
"<Hmm, oh wait Eleutheria would know right? Mayhap you could dial her.>"
"<I am not calling her.>"
Okay good, just slowly back away and... hmm need to signal to Yuki to leave too.

[Strider03]

Shef would choose between these two options, depending on how much attention the two students seemed to be paying attention to him. If it seemed safe, he'd simply text Yuki, telling her it it was time to go.

If getting his phone out and doing that seemed like it'd be too risky, he'd try to surreptitiously open a set of portals to slowly lead Yuki away. Not for her to walk through, no. Simply some very small portals in the ground that she'd hopefully see, and follow form entrance to exit. If this also seemed impossible, due to lack of line of sight, or whatever else, simply bump into her and whisper that they were leaving.

[Empiricist]

Sakurako
"<I dunno, I thought you were here for the school festival.>"

Shef
Well the girl doesn't care but the boy's eyeing you like a hawk with a restraining order. Still it seems unlikely just usig a phone will trigger anything so you shoot off a quick text to Yuki.

[Chevaleresse]

A friend of hers. . . Noriko wondered if this was the girl in the hospital where she'd first met Ren. "Hopefully you can bring something back for them." She wasn't going to pry. . . about that, anyway. There was something else that warranted questioning, though. She walked back over toward Kouta and Patricija, looking at the latter with a bit of concern. "Is there something wrong?"