Scene #637: The Mammoth Falls

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Striker Eureka	KUCHING, MALAYSIA 8:06AM Kraggidon is a big Kaiju, a mean CAT-4 with a wealth of thick, rocky plates along its body. Making its way towards the northern coast of Malaysia, PPDC intelligence indicated that the Kaiju would make landfall near the city of Kuching. Striker Eureka, the pride of Australia, had been immediately sortied. Now, as Herc and Chuck Hansen stare out from their conn-pod towards the smoking wreck of the American-made Mammoth Apostle, they realise they were too late. Kraggidon has, quite seemingly, sliced Mammoth Apostle in two - vertically. The two smoking, ruined halves of the Jaeger are in the process of slipping below the waves, oddly tranquil despite what has just happened. Striker Eureka stands in the shallows. Chuck and Herc don't mourn - they're too professional for that - because, in the recent months, this is what the PPDC has been reduced to: fighting a losing war.
Yunomi Stadler	As soon as she'd heard the call on the radio, Yunomi was on her way, soaring through warp gates as fast as the mage could get there. And when she arrives, tailing Chuck and Herc, she sees the grim results of Mammoth Apostle's remains, smouldering in the water. She raises her goggles, and her expression softens. And she's tiny compared to the metal giant, but she grips her hands, lowers her goggles, and begins to zip around, circling, looking for any sign of the great beast as Pidge hangs back, and orbits Striker's Con-Pod.
Reina Kinney	For the most part, Reina Kinney's type of 'action' has been restricted to adventuring and discovering things. She hasn't been flying into action for awhile, which is why when the distress signal came out, the first thing Reina did was dash to the hangars to start up her craft, the Delta Falcon. It wasn't long before she arrived in the area, and it was at that point that she got a good look at the beast there. "What the Falz is that THING?!" That's the only thing Reina can get out at first as she stares at it through the windows of the cockpit of her craft. Her eyes are widened and her teeth are gritted as she stares in disbelief for a couple of moments before shaking her head and bringing herself back to reality. "Whatever it is, we're not gonna let it get the best of us!"
Guest Anivia	Of all the unique yet terrifying aspects of the Multiverse, it was the fact that there were countless upon countless of various species of every size, creed and type constantly jumping between worlds. The diversity of Runeterra was hard enough, with Minotaur's, Yordles, Demi-Gods, Demonic Clowns and the type running around one continent; but the Multiverse has proven itself impossible to ever prepare for. Though Anivia loved the diversity and respects the life of each species she comes across... certain species simply were too dangerous to leave alone. Especially when they wander into highly populated areas. The Kaiju were such a species. A loud bird-cry fills the air as the Cryophoenix soars over the skies. These beasts made even Cho'Gath seem small... no easy feat to say the least. Knowing the danger this creature likely possessed, the Cryophoenix remained high in the skies, trying to stay well out of the creature's reach as she begins to circle overhead.
Faora-Ul	The call across the radio coms alerted Faora to the crisis, but in truth, she had heard it long before that. She was not far from the epicenter, and the pulses of sound as the great beast struck it's killing blow against the mechanical giant, she knew at once her skills were needed. A flash of motion blurred as a streak through the sky, pushed by the momentum of sheer will to speeds greater than sound itself. She closed on the target, single minded in her direction. In a single, tremendous moment she makes fall not on land, but just over the surface of the water. Freezing there, stopping as solid and fixed as a stone, the incredible energy of her descent erupts from around her in a crescent of waves beating outwards in every direction. The oily black of the Kryptonian warrior's hair shimmers against the spray of surf as she raises her head and levels eyes of cold steel on the enormous monster as it stands over it's fallen opponent. She hovers, a dark figure, cloak undulating in sinuous rolls against her heels, clad in full battle armor. Never before has she seen a foe more worthy of her strength.
Theo Morrison	You know what's a great idea in theory? Exploring desert islands. You know what's a terrible idea in practice? Exploring desert islands. Theo and Kickotron are in fact on one of those aforementioned islands. The two of them trudge along the sandy shore of the tiny, barely-on-a-map island, with Theo looking dejected and mildly sunburnt and Kickotron looking an awful lot like a metal bird robot. "This sucks," Theo complains to his erstwhile companion. "Why did we get talked into this? There's nothing out here. We could be in the FLGS at the Khans pre-release right now. I could be pulling Jeskai and laughing at Conor's stupid 'force goblins every set' strategy." He looks down at Kickotron, as if expecting an answer. The myr is not forthcoming. /Sigh/. The two of them round the shore, a short peninsula jutting out into the sea. That's when they see it: the wrecked Jaeger, and the not-so-wrecked one. Theo stops, staring, mouth hanging open slightly. "I think..." He trails off. The hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. "...hand me a deck. Quick."
Striker Eureka	This Kaiju is different. It emerges from the waves, low in the water, barely visible. It's grey-black carapace almost seems to match the ocean. This one resembles nothing more than a nightmarish Ankylosaur with a thick layer of plates along its back, dotted with horns and spurs. It has a long tail, lashing left and right in the water, and that one is dotted with long spikes - probably enough to punch holes in a Jaeger. The bony outgrowths on its head almost look like a crown. It spots Striker, and roars. Over the radio, Chuck and Herc roar their challenge right back, and Striker throws its arms down and out - a pair of arm-blades deploying from armored sections. Those blades hum as they are brought back up, and Striker goes to advance on Kraggidon. % And that's when the Kaiju's horns begin to glow. It all happens in a split second - from the spikes of its tail, to the 'crown' of its head, the Kaiju /crackles/ with electric-blue incandescence. An arc of lightning leaps from the Kaiju's horns, scything into Striker Eureka's shoulder! Armor plate peels away, something detonates, and only the quick reflexes of the Australian pilots prevent Striker from meeting the same fate of Mammoth Apostle! Because the Precursor Masters are smart, and patient, and when Lute learned from them - they learned from him.
Yunomi Stadler	She had been flying overhead when the waves were disturbed, and her goggles kicked on. Nearby Striker, the little orb gives a loud buzzing sound as the electrons excite -- and shoots upwards and out of the way! Yunomi watches as the spikes light up on the kaiju. Her eyes go wide behind the red lenses, and she tries as hard as she can to teleport over... ... but it doesn't go. All she can do is fly in the wake of the damage to Striker. "NO!" Yunomi cries out, and she grits her hands into fists, and she daringly goes right to the Kaiju's face. Red mana crackles along her arms, and the miniscule form of the mage lights up as she gives a cry of rage, and attempts to illuminate the Kaiju's mind. Unfortunately, she tries to illuminate it with /FIRE/. Lots of fire!
Guest Anivia	Though Anivia has lived literal eons, outliving entire civilizations and the stars themselves... she knew nothing of the Kaiju outside of what she was told by the Union. Today Anivia was following someone else's lead, as she tends to do quite frequently in the Multiverse. She never let ego or anything as vain as that get in the way of a good decision, and right now the best decision seems to be to follow the lead of the Jaeger pilots on the scene who has a great deal more experience fighting these things than the Frozen Phoenix does. There! Anivia's magically-powered avian eyes quickly notice the slight movement in the water, it was hard to get anything past her vision. But from so high above, the Phoenix was powerless to act as the beast fires a bolt of... what seems like lightning at the Jaeger. Without taking a moment to hesitate, Anivia quickly nose-dives out of the air, her speeds quickly clocking around 80-MPH as she takes a straight nose-dive towards the ocean waters below. Once she was close enough to feel the ocean's mist on her beak, Anivia pulls out over her dive, spreading her wings and giving a massive bird-cry. Her entire body seems to glow blue, and for a moment the Kaiju might notice a ball of bright blue light hovering just inches out of its reach... before Anivia hurls a massive blue orb of Cryo-Magic not at the beast itself... but at the water under it. In an instant the temperatures around the Kaiju drop to threatening low levels, as Anivia attempts to freeze a massive chunk of the ocean around the Kaiju's arms and legs and (if not temporarily), create a small prison of ice that encases the beast's arms and legs... hopefully allowing the Jaeger and the other Champions who have gathered to land some hard blows to the beast.
Reina Kinney	It's a Kaiju, that's for sure. And Reina doesn't like it one bit. She scowls and says, "OK, ugly, you picked the wrong team to mess with! We're gonna sink you like a shipwreck!" Without taking her eyes off the front view, Reina uses one hand to input a few things on the console keypad, activating the weapons systems and bringing up the targeting display. "This is it, we're gonna rock and roll!" Increasing the thrust on the Delta Falcon, Reina flies in closer to the Kaiju, attempting to get a solid lock on, before firing off a pair of missiles and then attempting to pull a one-eighty and fly out of the way.
Faora-Ul	The Kryptonian lingeres, levitating in place above the ocean's surface as waves churn just beneath her feet. From her vantage she observes, and only observes, as the great machine of the Jaeger charges to engage it's impressive opponent. She wants to see how it will fair - what the strength of the gargantuan monster is, if it will kill these two pilots as it did the previous pair that challenged it. That they could, and may even die, does not spur her to any immediate action. Their deaths, if anything, may serve to provide her useful information on this 'Kragiddon'. Her eyes narrow into polished, icy wedges as she watches the Jaeger suddenly struck with a volt of incredible energy, igniting the air itself alive with blinding light. The lenses of her eyes distort that light down to a visible spectrum and she sees through it, through the burning electrical flare to the very source itself. The creature's back plates. Suddenly, she breaks. The water splits beneath her feet and a geyser shoots up, following the trail of her ascent. She blips across the local radio, to the great Jaeger pilot's, but leaves them little time to respond, or prepare, as she enacts her plan. Thundering into the back of the massive robotic chassis she impacts less like a person, and more like a missile. She lodges there, wedging herself into it's armor, the vehicle of the Jaeger undoubtedly registering a significant collision. "Nnnng..." She grinds her teeth, her eyes wedging into slivers of steel as her face rends from the strain. Suddenly, the ocean distorts, the very earth of the sea floor blooms with mud and silt. There is a shudder and at once the entirty of the Jaeger is lifted out of the sea. Even before it's feet have left the murky darkness of the surf it begins to spin mid-air, as the Kryptonian, locked into the plating of it's back, hingers herself by force of will in mid air and begins to spin the collosal metal beast in place. "Ahhh.." She begins to cry out from the unimaginable pressure that bares down against her, the energy required for the effort so great her own body begins to shudder, as if it would burst from the force alone. Yet she endures through it, an invisible dark speck wedged into Striker Eureka's hull. Again and again she spins it, and towards the tail end of the last spin, she screams aloud, a shock of sound that cuts across the ocean sharp enough to be heard even over the thundering waves. In that moment, she releases him, hurling him head-first into Kragiddon - a spear of metal might propelled by every ounce of her Kryptonian strength.
Theo Morrison	Kickotron hands Theo a deck, seemingly at random. Theo breaks it out, talking into the wireless earpiece to his ecto all the while. He takes one look at the deck and promptly double-takes at the myr, who is already packing the rest away. "Really? Really?" Kickotron is silent and stoic, as per usual. Lacking time to change things up, Theo is already playing before the kaiju breaks the surface. He drops a card, calling, "Leyline of the Meek!" before anything else even happens, though a land follows it immediately. The card hits Kickotron's conveniently-carried tray table -- something currently housing his Abstractum, the little badge-like emblem affixed to the front -- and the sea lights up. Lines of golden light shoot out in long, curving arcs, racing across the waves. They radiate magic, empowering the weak and feeble and generally making everything look much prettier. It doesn't seem to actually /do/ anything to the kaiju, though... Lightning strikes. Theo exhales an awed, "Woah..." before promptly shaking himself out of it. Draw and play, Morrison, draw and play. Another land hits the table, and he taps both, announcing, "Intangible Virtue," and promptly chewing up more of the special effects budget. The golden light of the leyline is mirrored by a soft white luminescence from the sky above, shining down between clouds in what would be an awe-inspiring display any other time. Motes of white light drift down, like slow-falling fireflies scattered in the air. The kaiju is... /still/ unaffected. It looks like Theo is just being the stage lighting guy this time!
Striker Eureka	Inside the conn-pod, Herc and Chuck are running damage control. Smoke pours from the Jaeger's shoulder, silver plating scorched and damaged - but, in a moment, the Jaeger takes a step. And then another. Yunomi pours fire onto the Kaiju, and the ocean around the beast begins to boil. Fire washes over the beast, scorching over its scaley hide, and then the Kaiju coughs up a lightning bolt at the Tanuki mage. It isn't a prolonged arc, however, because Anivia promptly freezes the giant monster in place. It roars in defiance, and tries to turn its lightning arc on her instead. It misses, but then the Kaiju whips its spiked tail up and around at her instead. A pair of missiles, courtesy of Reina, streak in and find their target, thanks to Anivia's freezing field and her own targeting display. But the Kaiju is sturdy and tough and it isn't going down just yet. And then Striker Eureka hits it like a skyscraped sized cruise missile. Chuck and Herc waste no time. With Kraggidon bound - for now - the Australian Jaeger reaches out and clasps the beast by the horns, like wrestling with a bull. Striker Eureka leverages its weight and the fact that the Kaiju can't escape easily, turning the beasts head here and there, applying as much pressure to the creature's electricity-projecting horns as possible! And, with a terrific shout, Striker Eureka quite literally rips the Kaiju's horns out of its head, tossing them aside to land in the ocean. That should be the end of that little trick!
Guest Anivia	Anivia's spell lands and the water freezes, filling the air briefly with a shower of snow and ice that slowly trickle down from the air, giving the illusion of winter for a brief moment. In the confusion, Anivia quickly flaps her wings and begins to try and put as much distance between her and the Kaiju as possible; as that is how most Mages from the Institute tend to work... deal as much damage as possible and get out... then go around for a second pass. That was the plan at least, and for a moment it seems that it was working out! Faora-Ul shows off her species' amazing strength, and for Anivia this is the first time she has witnessed a Kryptonian's might. Her beak literally drops, hanging open for several seconds as she watches this seemingly ordinary looking woman lift the entire Jaeger and toss it at the monster, as if it was some sort of toy. Anivia makes note to stay on the Kryptonian's good side... Suddenly the Heavens above seem to light up! Anivia also blinks as her head turns upwards to the clouds as a bright light seems to shine down on the ocean and reflecting off the snow that Anivia was creating. The Cryophoenix was certainly confused by the bright light, for a half-second almost expecting Leona to come dashing out of the clouds... but Theo Morrison's involvement in the magical light wasn't obvious... so the Phoenix chalked this one up as just another random even in the Multiverse. Right! Pushing the light-show distraction from her mind, Anivia beats her wings and sends herself circling around the Kaiju as Striker Eureka slams into the beast and begins to tear into it with their bear hands. The Cryophoenix was thankful of that... the giant monster's lightning bolt came rather close to singing her tail feathers. But now with the beast fully distracted, Anivia comes soaring in from behind. With another shrill bird-cry that echoes over the water, the Cryophoenix flies just over the Kaiju's head, admittedly rather dangerously close, but as she does so she attempts to create a thick blanket of ice over the beast's head, particularly around its eyes. You know how most of the Human eye is made out of water? Anivia was hoping this Kaiju was quite similar in that regard... and hopes to freeze the creature's eyes to blind it.
Yunomi Stadler	Yunomi keeps going until the heat's too much, and with singed harir and black marks on her leather armor, she begins to pull back until the kaiju's mouth opens! She braces for impact as she sails backwards -- until Anivia's strike gives the kaiju something to think about. With Theo's lightshow firing up, she's illuminated from below, and she gives the leylines a curious look. There's a short, victorious fistpump as Reina's missiles strike down -- but when the simply huge metal giant of Striker Eureka comes rushing in faster than really anything of its size has any business doing, Yunomi gives it a wide radius, watching as Striker grapples with the huge beast. Yunomi comes back into the fray easily, bringing her hands together and gripping them tightly before they spread out in an arc, green mana swirling between her fingers before she levels a derth look at the creature. And from its back, at the edges of its carapace, there's plants beginning to grow. THey're sickly, magic-fed, but their roots dig deep and push up painfully at each crack in the shell of the creature, away from the cryophoenix's attack on its head!
Reina Kinney	Cheering wildly, Reina watches as her missiles hit on her radar, before she steadies her craft out and spins it around to try to face the kaiju again. When Striker Eureka pulls the horns off, she cocks an eyebrow. "Did she just do what I think she did? Talk about..." She trails off, not wanting to risk getting berated by Laia for making a rude remark on duty. She's had that happen many times and is not in the mood to have it happen again. Instead, Reina checks the status to see the striker grappling with the Kaiju. With the others attacking as well, Reina decides to join in as well. "Here, have some of this!" Reina yells as she speeds up slightly, pulling the trigger to fire rapid shots at the kaiju. The power is small, but hopefully it should add enough damage to give the others some assistance in the fight.
Faora-Ul	Faora-Ul hangs in the air after the herculean effort of launching the entire massive machine into the Kaiju. Though her strength may feel infinite at times, it does indeed have it's limits, and she's left taxed, drifting in the air above the waves from where she plucked the Jaeger loose. In the time that she recovers she witnesses the barrage of attacks levied against the monster. Bursts of blue and white flash all around, the thunder of the assault is so wild one sound almost drowns out the next. It's then that she notices Anivia. Her eyes zoom instantly, a tight, telescoping reflex that pulls her vision directly to the figure. She watches in what, to her, appears almost like reduced motion as the caster unleashes a barrage of cold against the beast. Her target, the creature's eyes, sparks an idea in the Sub-Commander and without delay, she takes action. In spite of how spent she was just moments ago, the Kryptonian seems to simply disappear from one spot, and appear in another. There, directly next to Anivia, she comes to halt. Locking eyes on the caster, she lends the shortest nods, before turning her focus on Kragiddon. Directly before the pair, it's sheer size dwarfs them both - like two insects facing down a behemoth, each one of it's eyes larger than both of them combined. It's for that reason that she has appeared - in agreement with Anivia's tactics, the Sub-Commander draws in a breath and then, in an effort almost as great as her last, she unleashes it. Wave upon wave of vaporizing cold strip at the monster's face as she adds to Anivia's own efforts. Her hopes, that the two combined, could potentially cripple the beast's vision - permenantly, and leave their foe blind.
Theo Morrison	Theo lets out a cheer when the fastball specialing of a giant friggin' robot results in the lightning horns getting ripped off. Then, he decides it's his turn again, draws and plays on. The crash of waves and the intermittent roaring drowns out what he announces, but the island behind him shifts from sand and trees to an out-of-place pastoral pasture. It, along with the light shows, just kind of lingers. The noise quiets a little. "Thraben Doomsayer!" A man appears next to Theo, dressed in white robes with a black collar, belt and bandolier and looking a bit like a militant priest. He holds what looks like a horseshoe with flared-out ends on a metal rod in his right hand, and gesticulates wildly. There's a moment where he starts to say something involving 'end times,' but Theo cuts him off. "Hey, shut up and stay down, we don't want to get /eaten/ out here." The Doomsayer abruptly clams up and, a touch sheepishly, backs off from the shore. Theo is left watching the strafing, both from people his size and the larger crafts, with a twinge of jealousy. He's stuck over here waiting for the monster to do something, and /they're/ being useful. Sometimes this is a lousy superpower, he thinks.
Striker Eureka	If the Kaiju was anything else, one might even feel sympathy for it as its eyes freeze over and render it forever blind. Of course, being nothing more than a biological terror weapon, it really is quite difficult to feel anything for Kraggidon in general. It thrashes as it loses sight, courtesy of Anivia and Faora-Ul, and then attempts to pull itself out of the vines that Yunomi is physically binding it with! It is strong, but between the vines and the ice, it is unsuccessful. Reina fires away, blasting holes in the Kaiju's thick flesh. Striker suddenly buries one of its wrist-mounted sting blades into the Kaiju's shoulder, driving the beast's head against the ice it has been encased in. Smoke rises from the wound; superheated blades prevent any nasty Kaiju Blue exposure, after all! Blind, entangled and frozen, the Kaiju continues to try and strike the various Elites with its giant, spiked tail! Meanwhile, the pleasant morning sun beats down on Theo's position. Even with everything going on, it's really quite a nice day. Good entertainment, too.
Yunomi Stadler	Yunomi keeps it coming, staying to the side of the KRyptonian and the Icy Phoenix as they do their work. Striker's blades drive into the beast's shoulder, Reina is raining down destruction and pain, and Yunomi's own thorned trees are bursting up, withered and twisteed by the polluted flesh that they're feeding upon, but bolstered bvy her magic. The roots and branches stab deep into the flesh and up through the material of the carapace. And she keeps going. She grips her fingers tightly, and then she brings her arms downward, and the trees suddenly burst upwards, all together, with a horrific amount of force, trying to rip away at the carapace, to give everyone soft tissue to strike against, something guarded and sensitive and squishy-soft to rip to pieces and leave bleeding or frozen in the water around them. Yunomi is using nature to rip the unnatural to pieces.
Guest Anivia	Anivia didn't say it out loud, but she was silently 'very' thankful that Yunomi Stadler changed from Fire Magic to nature itself... that was a personal sore spot for the Cryophoenix... she and fire obviously didn't mix very well. But it seems that unlike Anivia, Yunomi wasn't a master of a single element, but was quite versatile in magic... which was proven to her as the sudden growth of planets and vines across the creature's back. Anivia would bet even Zyra herself couldn't have done better, as the Cryophoenix smirks and once again tries to put some distance between her and the Kaiju. Yeah, fighting birds tend to be annoying, constant hits-and-runs. More and More of the Union's Champions seem to arrive, as Reina Kinney runs onto the scene with a large weapon and begins to fire up at the beast. Anivia was unfamiliar with this particular person, but now was not the time for pleasantries, and any help, no matter how small when compared to this beast, is helpful. Whoosh! A sudden gust of wind and a blur of motion announces that Faora-Ul just dashed next to her. The Cryophoenix blinks, her brightly glowing avian eyes snapping over to the Kryptonian for a moment, fixing her with a look of a surprise and confused bird for a brief moment. Then she simply gets a small nod from Faora... and the Kryptonian joins in with the Phoenix's tactics of blinding the beast. One would say Anivia almost smilied in that moment, as the Phoenix quickly turns mid-flight to face the Kaiju and targets the beasts other eye. The Cryophoenix and the Kryptonian each focusing on one eye, trying blind the beast as effectively as possible. Off in the background Theon Morrison was cooking up something with his magic. Anivia felt a powerful magical presence behind her, and for a brief moment felt what she at first thought to be Runeterra Summoners Magic... but no, that's impossible. The Institute of War's Summoners wouldn't be out here... whatever it was; Anivia couldn't investigate as she was focused so much on blinding the beast. With all the setting up and the Crowd Control (as the Summoners put it) that Anivia, Faora, and Yunomi were doing, Striker Eureka was seemingly having quite an easy time ripping the monster apart with blades and fists alone! The Cryophoenix wasn't focused on dealing damage at all, she seemed entirely focused on setting up the Jaeger and the other Champions to do their damage, as she supports their strengths to the best of her abilities. Anivia support OP. With another bird-cry, Anivia soars into the air... her entire body glowing bright blue as she suddenly summons two razor-sharp and rather massive looking spears of ice. Both spears simply seem to twirl harmlessly in the air in front of Anivia for a brief moment... before they both snap with their points aiming directly for both of the Jaegers eyes. The Shatter Spell was one of Anivia's most feared abilities in the Fields of Justice. If this spell hits ice... it creates a volatile magical reaction and explodes everything in sub-zero temperatures. Needless to say, The Kaiju was about to have one hell of an headache as Anivia launches the crystals to try and shatter the creature's eyes, and potentially part of its face...
Reina Kinney	"That did the trick!" Reina says as she watches the target take more and more damage by the second. Then she notices how the carapace is starting to come away. Reina smiles evilly and decides to assist in her own way. She flies in and targets the spot where the carapace is coming off of. "Oh Falz, it's not quite there yet." She shrugs and decides to help out anyway, doing the best she can with what she's got. "Better than nothing," Reina thinks as she fires a single missile at the carapace, hoping to damage it and make it easier to remove.
Faora-Ul	As calculated, the combined efforts of the two allies cost the great beast's it's sight. Even with the difference in size, the two, comapritively tiny figures were able to assault it's eyes with such concentrated cold that even it's mass couldn't protect it. The feat was impressive enough, but the Kaiju isn't dead yet - as Anivia soars up and above the monster, Faora expends the last of her freezing breath and pulls back, amidst the thrashing of the monster's tail, struck by crests of water and, like a sparrow between two dragons, she has to dart between the titanic bodies of the struggling Striker Eureka and Kraggidon itself. In this moment, she takes stock of the battlefield, her perception keen and quick as it darts from one ally to the next, tracking their attacks with precision. She's formulating another method of attack - raw brute force has it's place, yet right here, and right now, finesse will pay off more than power alone. The fire of missiles has consistently showered the combat zone with fire and debris, impacting the monster again and again in an assault of attrition. As Faora scans the battle, it's those very missiles - Reina's missiles - that draw her attention. Just as before, she doesn't hesitate, she simply acts. In the breath of a moment she bolts, a stripe of armored color streaking through the air. She bends and winds, weaving up and around Kraggidon's tail as it lashes and cuts, pulling crests of ocean water the size of small tidal waves in every direction. Splashing through these airborne fields of water, she also navigates around Striker Eureka, as the armored knight wrestles with the giant - eruptions of blood larger than Faora spraying across her field of vision, causing her to drop and dive before she makes a final, incredible climb to her target. Reina's last missile is mid-air after being launched when suddenly an almost imperceptible dark force snatches it out of the air. Faora, ballistic in hand, steers herself and the missile around. She fixes her sight on a single space - the area where Yunomi has been focusing her own power, and pulling at the Kaiju's outter armor, exposing the softer, more vulnerable interior. In an instant, the Kryptonian puts the full weight of her momentum in a quick, dagger-like shot towards that target, driving not just herself, but the missile in her arms, directly at and through that soft-tissue and into the beast itself, making a bullet out of her body, armed with an explosive from Reina's arsenal. Once inside of the beast Faora is swimming in toxic filth so foul even she can feel it's corrosive, destructive power. Yet, without concern she drives through it, the sonar of her hearing so precise it leads her within a matter of milimeters of the creature's central core. There, wedged within the viscera of it's body, she sears a hole through the side of the missile's exteriors with beams of energy from the lenses of her eyes, intent on detonating it right next to the monster's heart.
Theo Morrison	Theo would be enjoying the day if it weren't for the fact that one of his friends is fighting a giant monster over there. And that, you know, the tide is going to be rife with Kaiju Blue in a matter of minutes if it goes on like this. Maybe they won't cut it, though? He keeps doing his thing, though. Draw, play a land (the consistency of it, he inwardly notes, is nice), tap everything, play a creature. One more step, and then this becomes amazing. The card hits the table with a shout of, "Springjack Shepherd!" A young woman materializes on Theo's other side. She's only a little over three feet high, easily mistaken for a halfling or a hobbit if it weren't for the eerie grey eyes with stark white pupils. She wears dark, stitched-together leathers and a black cape, with a floppy black cap on her equally-dark head of hair. She carries a branch taller than she is as a staff, with the end wrapped in a white cloth trailing two thin tails and a yellow-white orb glowing atop it. She gestures with it, whistling sharply over her shoulder. No less than half a dozen other creatures hop-slash-trot out of the pasture behind her. They resemble goats crossed with rabbits on an enormous scale, with white fur, horns, and powerful hind legs. Each of the Springjacks are about the size of a bear, and intermittently bleat like goats. The golden ley lines and the glimmering illumination from on high seems to have created a bright aura around all of them. The Doomsayer, not to be outdone, raises his holy symbol and summons... a peasant. He's armed with a farming scythe and wearing exactly what you'd expect a random human farmer to be, but there's a certain strength to him, too, that his simple appearance belies. Theo looks back at them, nods once, and waits just a little longer.
Striker Eureka	Part of the Kaiju's face just seems to vanish under Anivia's ability with the distinct sound of shattering ice. The Kaiju rears back, only to be brought down by Yunomi's vines that continue to rip and tear their way around and /through/ the Kaiju. Thick carapace plates buckle and the beast just can't find the strength or flexibility to escape or tear the vines free as Yunomi binds it firmly with thorns and vines, roots and branches. With the carapace buckled as it is, Reina's missiles find their target in all the little soft sections that the Kaiju would prefer to keep armored. Through one of those wounds, Faora descends, driving a blow right into the Kaiju's heart. The missile detonates and the Kaiju sags on its four limbs - but the thing has redundant organs! How much more can this beast take?! For the moment, the Hansen team seems to be content to keep Striker off to the side. At this rate, it's like they'd just get in the way!
Guest Anivia	With her last spell cast, the Cryophoenix's magical glow seems to slowly be... fading. The Cryophoenix parts her beak to let out a deep breath, and seems to pant for a moment before she slowly begins to fly backwards to put some distance between her and the Kaiju. If one could see Anivia's Mana Bar, it would be quite low at this point, and that seems to be having an effect on Anivia's physical health as well. The Cryophoenix flies back, this time flying closer to Theo and his summons... then blinks down at them... what the? Drained and slightly tired, Anivia slowly flaps her wings and touches down next to the Planeswalkers... sending a freezing gust of wind past Theo and his newly summoned minions. The Cryophoenix pants slightly for a moment, looking back at the Kaiju... then she turns her gaze at Theo and fixes him with a confused look. Several seconds of silence pass as Anivia's eyes dart between Theo and his summons... she blinks once... twice, then without saying a 'word', the Cryophoenix tilts her head in confusion to one side and simply lets out a; "Wark?"
Yunomi Stadler	Yunomi looks tired, but she keeps the power pumping. The greenery rips and tears, growing stronger thicker branches, sharper thorns, more meaty trees as twisted oaks take shape. SHe stays a good distance away, feeding the plants. Ripping and tearing and opening the Kaiju up -- as promised -- like an oyster. She feels the reberations in the air from the shatter, feels the heat from the missile's explosion. She feels the surf roaring beneath her, and she keeps herself between Striker and the Kaiju. IT's not getting that which she wants so /badly/ to protect!
Reina Kinney	Reina's craft only has so much energy it can store for one fight, but it still has a fair amount of energy remaining. Which means Reina can still keep going for a little while more. And it's a good thing too, since that thing is tougher than even she thought it would be. She decides that now that it's becoming more vulnerable, it's time to try to fly in and land a huge attack. Reina queues up another pair of missiles, this time aiming them carefully at a (hopefully) vulnerable spot. "This fight is going to end sooner or later, and it's already later enough!" Reina calls out as she attempts to steady the targeting systems. "Now, fall before the might of us!" And then she fires them.
Faora-Ul	The detonation of the missile not only showers the beast's interior with the explosion force; diffused through it's cell walls and finally against the interior side of it's carapace, but it hurls Faora like a stone. She's tossed within the chest cavity, slamming against muscle and bone as every action, voluntary and involuntary, that it takes seizes against her from within. She's swimming in an ocean of toxic acid, and every moment she spends in it tests the limits of her durability. She can feel it burning against her and what's more, she knows that outside of this enormous, biological environment are her own allies, setting every ounce of power they wield against it, intent on destroying it - now, with her trapped inside. Stabilzing herself, she sets her course of action. Through use of her x-ray vision she's able to peer through the monster's entrails to the very spot that Yunomi has been trying to peel apart and expose. Locking that target in her sight, she pushes herself up and thrusts by force of will through Kraggidon's insides, her fists outstretched before her, a cutting implement armed with two Kryptonian sledges at it's tip, aiming for the inside panel of that carapace. Her intention, no less, than peeling the entire plate off from the inside, while Yunomi's vines pull from the outside.
Theo Morrison	Theo looks up when Anivia comes down on his little desert, er, pasture-island. He draws absent-mindedly, glancing at it and putting down a fifth land -- the fourth Plains he's pulled -- while she lands. The wind ruffles his hair and clothes, making him shield his eyes with one arm, but, strangely, it doesn't affect the cards attached to the table. Weird. Aetherwright, Theo's Abstractum, would probably snore right about then if it was any less dignified. "Uh, hi." Theo looks between the Cryophoenix and the battle. "Uh... one sec." He turns back to it. The springjacks pad over to look at Anivia, sniffing at her in vague, goaty interest. One of them bleats in her general direction. The Shepherd just rolls her eyes and shrugs. Tap, tap. "I cast Cloudshift, targeting Springjack Shepherd!" The short Kithkin lass suddenly fuzzes out, turning to a misty shape that isn't quite there -- and then appears again in the same spot. Six more springjacks, identical to the ones she's already got nearby, pad out of the pasture. "...twice," Theo appends. It all happens again, completely identically. The island is crowded with bear-sized goatbunnies, keeping mostly together and generally looking alternatingly bored and hungry. "Tap both Plains, tap Springjack Pasture, sacrifice three goats..." Three of them, the new ones, hop back into the pasture and disappear. Anivia might be able to feel a sudden upwelling of magical power, mana being produced from the sacrifice of the creatures -- and immediately co-opted by the Planeswalker she's resting near, snatched up and funneled back into the spells he's weaving without apparent effort. "...gain three life and three more mana. Five floating. Spend that --" He drops a card. A banner appears, stuck in the sand behind him. It's blue and white with gold trim, a quartered standard depicting a springjack's silhouette and a farmer's hoe. It flaps dramatically, and it practically reeks of potential power. "Coat of Arms!" Coat of Arms (5) Each creature gets +1/+1 for each other creature in play of the same creature type. (For example, if there are three Goblins in play, each of them gets +2/+2.) This doesn't mean much for a Kryptonian or a Cryophoenix. It might not even mean much to a Tanuki. It means much more to the humans on the field, each of them feeling an unexplainable surge of enormous might. It doesn't matter what it is they do -- they just feel stronger, tougher, /better/, with their combined presences reinforcing one another by merely /being/. So then, if there are, say, five or six humans on the battlefield, and the change is /that/ substantial... what happens when there are no less than fifteen already-jacked goats? The springjacks suddenly leap forward. The rabbit-goat creatures bleat like crazy, going from bear-sized to nearly /kaiju-sized/ in a span of seconds. They propel themselves into the air and off the island as it happens, hurtling themselves bodily towards the massive monster. They dogpile it, jumping on top of it and off of it again, breaking off and circling around out of harm's way only a moment later -- -- so the /rest/ of them can get in. Horns lower and charges start, the titanic creatures rushing into the monster, battering and crushing it without a shred of mercy in their tiny, goaty hearts. "So, hi," the Deckmaster says, finally looking over at Anivia. "I'm Theo. Who're you?"
Guest Anivia	Anivia turns her glowing eyes away from Theo to blink over at the springjacks as one bleats in her direction. She titls her head from one side to the next... then quickly gives a short but loud chirp back at them. Anivia always had an unusual connection with animals of all kinds... perhaps being a great bird herself, she might even have the slight ability to communicate with certain animals, but it wasn't clear if the Phoenix understood the springjacks right off the bat. Still, that wasn't what was important. The Cryophoenix turns her attention back to the Planeswalker as the Summoners begins to work his magic. She listen to his conjuring with great interest, the Frozen Immortal noting his every motion and word, memorizing them with her near-perfect memory. The flow of mana and magic surrounding the Planeswalker... was very, VERY noticeable to Anivia; as she is a living being of pure magic incarnate... she was very sensitive to all forms of magical-auras. Theo's conjuring and sacrificing of the three goats created a small burst of excess mana... that naturally Anivia seems to absorb some of, returning the bright blue glow to her crystal feathers and giving her a second wind. Then it happened. Anivia wasn't exactly sure WHAT happened, but oh boy, it happened alright. In one second, faster than even Anivia's immortal brain could process, the horde of bear size goats seemed to have... grown to mini-Kaiju levels, and were currently gang-stomping the wounded beast into a fine paste. Anivia simply stood on the shore, watching the scene with wide eyes... trying to process what just happened with limited success. It was only when Theo spoke that Anivia turns her gaze away from the strange goat-like creatures, back to the Planeswalker. "I am Anivia, the Cryophoenix. I am one of the Union's more recent allies... and I'm quite impressed to be honest. I've never seen a magic quite like yours... your nothing like the Summoners I know."
Striker Eureka	As bound by Yunomi as it was, it wasn't like the Kaiju was going to go anywhere - particularly when it is literally being torn apart from without by her and from within by Faora's internal surgery. Kraggidon is just getting absolutely wrecked, soundly thrashed. It's practically overkill by this point. And then the goats arrive. With a chorus of surprisingly pleasant sounding bleating, the fifteen giant goats proceed to pummel, headbutt, kick and charge against the Kaiju. It's a veritable storm of goats. It is, in its own way, the most terrifying thing the pair of Australian PPDC Rangers have seen in the Multiverse. Kraggidon the Category Four Kaiju doesn't die to the sounds of Striker's K-Slammer missiles, or the threatening hum of its sting blades. No, the Kaiju falls to the loud, insistent bleating of over a dozen giant goats and is, finally, drawn beneath the waves by Yunomi's vines, leaving only a faint blue haze in its wake.
Yunomi Stadler	Yunomi kept the green mana up, but as the kaiju sinks beneath the waves, she can't help but begin to let it fade because there are a bunch of jacked up goats trampling the hell out of it. She tilts her head, ears up, and she pushes up her goggles with a singed hand. She just sort of stares. Glances back to Striker. And then back to the goatstomped Kaiju.
Reina Kinney	As the Kaiju finally goes down, Reina grins and pumps her fist. "Yeah, that was great!" She cheers wildly before saying, "We did well out there, team!" She leans back and grins, feeling relieved that the target was destroyed.
Theo Morrison	"Oh. Hey. I'm... Theo, the Deckmaster." Theo has taken to be fond of the title, and it seems appropriate at the moment. "I'm just a guy who fights monsters sometimes. But, um... thanks. It means a lot to hear that." He smiles. Meanwhile, the goats murder the /hell/ out of the kaiju. It seems like, before it gets pulled down, they're about to /eat it/. And who knows? They're giant monster murder goats. That might just give them more power. They might go out of control, grow club-tails and hardened carapaces and destroy all humanity. Or Theo can pick up his cards, and the entire sum of monsters and lightshows can disappear. All the lights, goats and people he's summoned vanish, fading away in short-lived clouds of misty Aether. The tiny myr holding the tray remains. "Good game, Giant Monster Thing. Best if we don't go best of three, though," he adds quietly, looking out over the water.