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[center][color=Aquamarine]About fuckin’ time![/color]
[color=888888]-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow[/color][/center]

[color=Aquamarine]“Fuckin’ [i]finally![/i]”[/color] Nyxia exulted as she gleefully watched the Miseria’s bone ship break apart and then disintegrate completely thanks to her and Earthshaker’s combined efforts. The Rule Keeper was still aboard when the skeletal galleon began going to pieces, but the Neon Tempest wasn’t too concerned about her teammate. If anything, Roche’s impact with the sand would just charge her up with more energy, which could only be a good thing. Even though the remaining Miseria had begun evaporating into mist (giving credence to the teal-haired terror’s theory that destroying the bone ship was the key to finishing them off), after Nyxia made a nimble landing of her own, a quick scan of the beach revealed the presence of some new arrivals. In particular, an unknown magical girl in a witch outfit and the pink-haired shield girl from earlier, the latter of whom appeared to be engaged in combat with that girl with the giant metal hands Nyxia hadn’t bothered to remember the name of.

[color=Aquamarine][i]Huh.[/i][/color]

[color=Aquamarine]“What tha fuck is [i]this[/i] shit?”[/color] the Neon Tempest inquired as she strolled over, giving the trio a contemptuous glare, before coming to a stop with the sky-pointing Omega Obliterator held in one hand, while the other rested on her hip. [color=Aquamarine]“Wrestling club tryouts?”[/color]