[hr][hr] [center][h3]The 317[/h3][/center] [hr][hr] Alex watched as the group approached where the veil was and pouted. Their ingenious plan to get rid of the veil was to trap it in the art dimension and to have it available for use ifif ever needed again. The elite must’ve known they specifically were going to try this because why else would they put it outside where their magic didn’t work? Alex scanned the area looking for anything they could use to establish a rudimentary frame around the device but they sighed. By the time they found something to do that someone else will have either gotten rid of it or destroyed it. Instead they looked towards Rien and watched as they pulled one of their monsters out and they frowned. At least they got to do something cool. As they ran they turned their head and caught sight of Riley. In front of him he held out one hand that created an ice path, and behind him he held the other as he summoned a jet of fire. As he rocketed across the battlefield he used his ice magic to create a ramp and launched himself into the air. As he flew across the sky Alex watched with a pained look as he brought both hands around to the front and launch a barrage of ice daggers at the guards around the veil. Alex sighed. That was also so cool. Alex groaned loudly as they hopped that the other groups weren’t having as much fun as everyone else in this group. [hr][hr] Thomas used his magic to form a barrier of telekinetic power between the zombie horde and the support group. Its goal was to simply slow, or stop any bullets that pass through it. Olivia slid to a stop next to Jasper, her book open and ready to heal him once the machine was ended. Meanwhile, Jordan pushed his way over to Octavia who had a can of spray paint in her hand. Jordan turned around and the sound of the can shaking filled the air before the hiss of it being used replaced it. Octavia painted her solid support Glyph onto his back, and activated it a moment later coated Jordan in a dull yellow glow that covered his body. “You see that lava monster thing,” Octavia asked Jordan with a hushed voice. “I do,” Jordan responded as he pumped magic to his muscles, growing three inches in height and his muscles threatened to rip through his clothes as he narrowed his eyes. “Fuck it,” Octavia paused as a bullet whizzed past her face, ducking out of instinct, “up.” “Yes ma’am,” Jordan said as he mentally thanked the lord that Octavia finished the thought. He squatted down before rocketing upwards and across the battlefield. Fist cocked back, as Jordan approached the monster he struck out with every last bit of strength that he had. As Jordan was leading the fight against the lava monster Leah decided to bring her summons to bear. Literally. She pulled two stuffed bears from a black cloth bag that she brought, filled to the brim with various stuffed animals, and tossed them on the ground. She pressed play on her Walkman and as her music began to play she pressed her magic onto the beats forcing them to come alive. As they did, they quickly surged in size until they were both six feet tall. The stitching grew with the stuffed animal but struggled under the stress, and the stuffing inside began to float outwards. They charged forth at once and began to tear their way through the remaining zombie horde that had thus far survived Doomsday. Leah smiled for just a moment before she saw a zombie raise a gun and fire. Leah closed her eyes but only heard a soft thud in front of her. As she opened her eyes she saw Aryin standing in front of them. A few bullets impacted their back and the flattened metal simply bounced downwards. [color=00BFFF]”So you’re going to want to be careful, Leah. Bullets beat magic,”[/color] Aryin grinned as they turned around. They looked at the zombies, seeing that the Doomsday was clearing them out, the monsters, and lastly back to Jordan. They knew that they needed to enter the fray sooner rather than later but they also felt like something was still amiss. They crouched behind a shield from Stormy and waited for their enemies to make their next move. Jason slid next to Aryin as he summoned the plasma into his hand. He formed a ball and lobbed it like a grenade into some of the zombies, it exploded outward and took out a small squad of the zombies. He wanted to wait until the cattle was cleared for the rest of the board to come on the table before he pressed too far ahead. [hr][hr] [center][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/dHRmLjEwNi4wNjhjOGUuVEdsc1lTQkNiR0ZqYTNkdmIyUSwuMA,,/gritluefdemo.regular.webp[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/MyKmatB.png[/img][/center] [center][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/dHRmLjEwNi41MWNlMGUuU21GemNHVnlJRmRwYkdSbC4w/millaysia.reg.webp[/img][/center] [hr][hr] Jasper felt himself start to slip away. Each breath became more labored, more drawn out, and his vision more narrow with each one. He knew he had to pull back his life force and get healed and he did so, but not before the construct got a two second burst off aimed at the lava monster before Jordan’s hit connected. It melted in an instant, forming a giant puddle of the paint. Jasper tried to take a deep breath as he felt the life force return but his body refused to obey. The light faded more and more as his breathing became even more irregular. As he felt everything begin to stop, and a cold wave rush outward from his chest, he felt some form of impact all across his body. Sypha had pushed Olivia out of the way and had her blood tendrils pumping Jasper full of her healing magic. She let it linger for three seconds before she pulled her tendrils back out. “That would’ve killed your Olivia, you can take it from here.” Jasper coughed up some remaining blood, took several long labored breaths, before he spread out on the ground exhausted. His organs were healing but they were still hurt, and he would need further healing to get back to one hundred percent. He looked over to Lila, seeing her eyes narrow on the girl that she spotted earlier. He watched her dig her feet into the ground and coil back like a snake ready to strike. Her wings flapped open to their full position. Jasper realized what Lila was about to do and he tried to tell her no but the words refused to escape his lips as his body still struggled to bring in oxygen. And with a single motion Lila shot forward like she shot out of a cannon. She crossed half the distance between the support group and the girl in only a matter of seconds. She kept her body close to the ground to avoid drawing as much fire as she could but she expected there to be some retaliation if she lingered for more than a few seconds. There was something about this girl that Lila knew went further than just an uncanny resemblance to a dead friend, and this meant that Lila needed to get her out of the way of danger. Not only to protect her, but to also allow their back line more ability to fight back. As her momentum slowed Lila flapped her wings as hard as she could to gain some altitude before she dove down like a bird of prey aiming for the ground next to the girl. She impacted it hard, but her clawed hands and feet dug into the ground pulling her to a stop a few feet away from the girl. As she looked up she examined her face in more detail. It wasn’t her friend, but she could tell there was a similarity to her. Almost as if they were related. [color=DA70D6]“Hi! I hope your battle is going well. Are you with the rich fucks? If you are, I'd have to kill you,”[/color] Lila laughed a little too hard at the joke, [color=DA70D6]“If you’re not a rich prick I can get you out of here. One strange follow up question. Are you related to Lyss Burns?”[/color]