Maea may have been emotionally torn about where to focus her firepower, but her decision to see through the removal of the Daisies paid off. Her focusing technique and her use of all of her senses to seek out the violet invaders sought out the uncanny flowers and seared them from King's End. Just as importantly, her concentration prevented further damage from coming to the living maze. Though it quivered in the still air, leaves and buds a-tremble, the massive rose walls held still in the face of their ancient foe and didn't shift away from Maea's fire. As the last purple flower shriveled to ash the hedge swelled slightly, rustling as it seemed to breathe a sigh of relief to have the infestation separated from its roots.
The apology the Dragoon murmured would have been welcome if Hadama had not been so distracted by the wrenching grip of the carnivorous Moss. Far worse was the corruption that wrapped around his soul in echo of the tendrils and vines that knotted around his legs and arm. Off-balance and reeling, he was already beginning to sink to one knee when Zavien's sword slashed down, the burning starlight blade slicing cleanly through the extension of Moss that had entrapped Hadama's arm.
The Tidebreaker shook his head against the shadows that crowded his thoughts and leeched the strength from his celestial gifts as they wormed into his heart. With his arm free, however, some of the darkness lifted enough for him to remember his armlet and with a thought he activated the feathery armor. It rippled down his torso, providing some protection from his attacker even if it could do nothing against the spiritual assault. Even as his knee landed on the fresh spring grass he lashed back against the Moss with a weakened Gravity Spike towards its center. He struggled in silence, his focus turning to the battle within as he trusted in his allies to guard his physical body.
But the Moss was not done yet. It curled back from Zavien's blade and if any of them had spoken the language of the green they would have heard its shrill screech of pain. It was a creature of rage and violent violet impulses now, however, and two more tendrils shot out to wrap around Hadama's throat as it grappled with the demigod and attempted to yank him into the far more acidic digestive depression at its hungry center.
Round 4!
Everyone hits! ...including the Voidquicksand Moss.
Maea finishes cleansing the Daisies from the hedge.
Zavien cuts through one of the tendrils holding Hadama!
Hadama activates his armor and drops another gravity spike on the Moss.
The Moss makes a last ditch effort to drag Hadama into its maw! ... er, or whatever the mossy equivalent is.
Cursed Daisies: 0/150
Voidquicksand Moss: 46.5/220
Hadama: 555/800
Maea: 279/279
Zavien: 156/156
The apology the Dragoon murmured would have been welcome if Hadama had not been so distracted by the wrenching grip of the carnivorous Moss. Far worse was the corruption that wrapped around his soul in echo of the tendrils and vines that knotted around his legs and arm. Off-balance and reeling, he was already beginning to sink to one knee when Zavien's sword slashed down, the burning starlight blade slicing cleanly through the extension of Moss that had entrapped Hadama's arm.
The Tidebreaker shook his head against the shadows that crowded his thoughts and leeched the strength from his celestial gifts as they wormed into his heart. With his arm free, however, some of the darkness lifted enough for him to remember his armlet and with a thought he activated the feathery armor. It rippled down his torso, providing some protection from his attacker even if it could do nothing against the spiritual assault. Even as his knee landed on the fresh spring grass he lashed back against the Moss with a weakened Gravity Spike towards its center. He struggled in silence, his focus turning to the battle within as he trusted in his allies to guard his physical body.
But the Moss was not done yet. It curled back from Zavien's blade and if any of them had spoken the language of the green they would have heard its shrill screech of pain. It was a creature of rage and violent violet impulses now, however, and two more tendrils shot out to wrap around Hadama's throat as it grappled with the demigod and attempted to yank him into the far more acidic digestive depression at its hungry center.
Round 4!
Everyone hits! ...including the Voidquicksand Moss.
Maea finishes cleansing the Daisies from the hedge.
Zavien cuts through one of the tendrils holding Hadama!
Hadama activates his armor and drops another gravity spike on the Moss.
The Moss makes a last ditch effort to drag Hadama into its maw! ... er, or whatever the mossy equivalent is.
Cursed Daisies: 0/150
Voidquicksand Moss: 46.5/220
Hadama: 555/800
Maea: 279/279
Zavien: 156/156
