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[center][color=Aquamarine]*Wordless Screaming*[/color]
[color=888888]-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow[/color][/center]

Nyxia’s eyes narrowed and her teeth ground against one another as Ashbringer nimbly avoided the brunt of her initial barrage and actually began racing [i]towards[/i] her. [color=Aquamarine]“Die, damn you,”[/color] the Neon Tempest snarled. [color=Aquamarine]“Just. Fucking. [i]DIE!!![/i]”[/color] However, despite her best efforts to get a clean shot, the draconic cyborg continued to evade the storm of ravening beams, drawing ever nearer, that [i]fucking smile[/i] remaining plastered across her face. However, Nyxia’s eyes widened a moment later, as Earthshaker made her appearance, leaping in front of the Neon Tempest’s cataclysmic barrage and blocking it with her shield. [color=Aquamarine]“What the fuck?! GET OUTTA THA FUCKIN’…!”[/color] the Neon Tempest’s enraged voice trailed off as she began to understand the purpose behind her partner’s actions. The tribal girl wasn’t just [i]blocking[/i] Nyxia’s fire, she was [i]absorbing it[/i], using it as fuel for her own impending assault on their common foe.

The next instant, that assault came in the form of a hyper-charged greatshield being slammed down upon Ashbringer with truly titanic force. Predictably, Nyxia didn’t wait to see if the dragon girl would rise after receiving this mighty blow, instead opting to to send yet another torrent of neon-tinted devastation crashing down upon the crater Earthshaker’s strike had made mere moments after the tribal girl had stepped out of the way. Indeed, the Neon Tempest wouldn’t be content until the draconic cyborg was a smear on the pavement or a cloud of her namesake ash on the wind. So focused on achieving this objective was Nyxia, that she failed to notice the mole-like trail of bulging pavement making its way towards her with considerable speed. At least, not before Ashbringer erupted from the pavement and punched her in the stomach with the all the force of an atomic shaped charge.

The Neon Tempest barely had time to widen her eyes in shock, before she found herself combusting into flames and hurtling across the street to crash into a pile of smoldering rubble. As if that wasn’t humiliating enough, Ashbringer then proceeded to make a little “speech” that made Nyxia’s blood boil far more than the flames still crackling over her charred skin ever could. They were [i]weak?[/i] They needed to hunt Miseria to become [i]stronger[/i]? Perhaps the Detention Club’s [i]other[/i] members didn’t place a high enough priority on such things, perhaps [i]they[/i] were more concerned with playing queen, performing magic tricks, being a voyeur, getting fucked, acting mysterious and cool, being an anal-retentive control freak, or just being totally apathetic about everything, but [i]Nyxia[/i] had only [i]one[/i] goal- to kill as many Miseria as she possibly could, until she was strong enough to save her beloved brother. To mock all that effort, to just throw it all so contemptuously back in her fucking face…

[color=Aquamarine]“I’ll [i]kill[/i] you, you fucking cunt….”[/color] Nyxia snarled as she slowly rose from the rubble on trembling legs, her charred body propped up by the Omega Obliterator’s oversized barrel. [color=Aquamarine]“I’LL FUCKING [i]KILL[/i] YOU!!!”[/color] she screamed, pointing her giant death ray at Ashbringer just as the draconic cyborg concluded her monologue and blasted into the sky. The Omega Obliterator’s ruinous cylinder of annihilation swept across the heavens after her, but the writhing tube of destructive energy never found its target. [color=Aquamarine]“GET BACK HERE, YOU FUCKING SHIT-SUCKING [i]PUSSY!!![/i]”[/color] the Neon Tempest roared, even as her weapon’s mighty beam shot into the zenith, vaporizing clouds and filling the evening sky with its baleful glow, before fizzling out as Nyxia’s exhausted body slumped to its knees. 

[color=Aquamarine]“F-Fucking… P-Pussy…”[/color] the Neon Tempest muttered between pained gasps for breath. She desperately wanted to give chase, to find Ashbringer, blow off each of the dragon girl’s limbs and then force feed her her intestines, but it was taking all her remaining strength just to stay conscious, let alone stand. [color=Aquamarine][i]What the fuck did that bitch [b]do[/b] to me?[/i][/color] Nyxia wondered. Indeed, she had never been struck by an attack of such force, one strong enough to make her superhuman magical girl body feel almost as feeble as her hated mundane self. [color=Aquamarine]“This isn’t over…”[/color] she hissed through gritted teeth. [color=Aquamarine]“I’ll show you [i]just[/i] how strong I can be…”[/color]