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Miina Malina


Right, now they were—why was everyone trying to get themselves killed in a last stand against the Valheimr woman, and why was it all the ladies with nice chests!? This was... aaaaagh, she couldn't do anything to pull people back, she just didn't have the physical strength or know anything to particularly compensate for it... but now Miina could see the plan forming, just throw all the explosives at her and trigger them.

She could help. Fire magic wasn't her best, but she was still competent enough, and it was always easier where you might have something to work with... whether that be the fuel or the conflagration itself.

Did it seem like she was doing anything, or just pointing? With all the fire around, it would be rather easy to miss an extra contribution but—right, escape. Time to escape. Just, uh, help out Arton as much as possible with supporting Hien's other side? She couldn't really spare the time to fight enemies off if she wanted to try and help along the healing some more, so it would be really nice if the R's could help out there...
For a moment, the hill stayed quiet under the cloud of smoke—then three blurs breached the cloud. One, rising up skyward only to arc down again, had a metallic sheen. The other was a pair of radiant orbs, drifting gently down the hillside. Preceding them all in arrival was a sudden, brief gale, then a second gust; sorcery overcoming the alchemical cover and once again providing a clear view.

Then the blur landed, earth shaking, and the demon stood before Fanilly, a grin on her red face and armour bubbling into its proper shape as the wings folded away. In her hands there was no weapon, just a red light flickering around her gauntlets. Yet, the towering figure swung all the same and the light responded accordingly, taking the form of a lengthy spear. The next blow as she closed in came from a curved sword, then an axe before she stepped aside—

And at the top of the hill, a purple figure had aimed, hidden from view by the demon, and the lightning was already coming. As for the warrior, she had already turned to Renar, glow shifting with her thoughts.

Not that this left the covered side perfectly free: the rolling spheres seemed to be a source for attacks themselves, firing out in all directions as they descended. Not a finely-aimed barrage, yet one that could eventually destroy their cover all the same, and seemed to be trying to make up for the lack of visibility through volume of fire and multiple sources. At the least, the overall size—hard as it was to make out through the glare—of each was steadily decreasing, and they would reach the bottom of the hill past them all at some stage. Although, that would leave them particularly exposed while they moved directly past.

At least Gertrude could relax in not having been targeted yet.

Although, the Hundi's eyes still tracked her and Fionn's ascent.
Fujiwara no Mokou


Mokou had elected to make sure they weren't being followed, by the simple expedient of staying at the front of the group, flying, and drifting backwards at the pace they were setting. It didn't seem like she was in any danger of getting tired... although, maybe it was simply possible that she wouldn't. Or spending all her time wandering around the bamboo forest had done at least one thing for her health in the sense of stamina, even if in every other regard she appeared to be made of glass.

So far, the white-haired girl hadn't said anything, occasionally going back to wondering how the Moriya Shrine had brought Lake Suwa with them. The lakeshore had been populated even back in her day, not just the shrine, so there was no chance of that being forgotten and falling into Gensokyo organically. But to outright take the lake... that seemed unreasonable. Maybe it had been duplicated somehow? It wasn't like she was in a position to know that much.

The current conversation on meeting royalty—"I'd say I know court protocol but that's not much use here, you know?"

It wasn't like her young life had been flush with chances to use it, either.
Miina Malina


Well... okay, then. Now she felt kind of stupid, although that seemed really overboard for the thing they were destroying. Surely it could have been brought down with something smaller...? Not that she'd ever seen an airship before now.

Right, they were running! That was the rest of the infiltration team and...

Uh. Lord Hien? Maybe? Had they ever described him, or had she just forgotten because Ciradyl had been sat right there and was much easier to look at than memorising the appearance of someone she didn't need to identify? Well, whoever he was, the man obviously needed assistance and she had healing, so...

Should she say anything? Probably not, not while fleeing with as much speed as could be allowed and she still felt eugh enough the words would get stuck even more. Right, just reach out and hope nobody took the golden glow as an attack.
Miina Malina


Miina stared. She'd done the best she could and... well, still it was nothing. The request for help had gone out all the same, and what it brought with it was... complete destruction. What could she do? Well, nothing, really. Maybe fire something at the soldiers that hadn't gotten out of the line of fire in time. As always, she'd been so stupid in trying to practice a bit of everything, if she'd only focused on black magic—

No, probably not even then, she just wouldn't have the experience needed. And that left her with no way to contribute here. Healing? Well, none of them were more than bruised; anyone the shells might have hit in their errant barrage was well beyond her meagre ability. Obviously, just a sword wouldn't cut it.

She was useless, and having to trust in the strange black mage with the fascinating tail and—she didn't. Not really, as nice as she was and as much as she could be trusted, Eve was mostly a stranger. Maybe she had unnatural advantages but... really? Miina wished her brother was here. He'd always been smart, and confident, and so much better than her and even if nothing she'd seen him do could match this... it had been years. And Zeke would've gotten better, she knew it.

But he wasn't here, and maybe if he was it would just be an illusion of comfort and not enough, and she'd have to trust in the strange pale girl...

Because she didn't have the skills of her own to manage it, and no barrier she might attempt could possibly help against one of those if it fired again.
Miina Malina


Why did the birds have guns. There were more important things to think about in a situation like this—such as how, exactly, you could avoid being turned into a pincushion—but the basic fact of the matter remained that they were under attack by something that Miina had never remotely thought she might have to deal with. What person would? Was this magic? Some bizarre experiment? Were there just naturally firearms over in Valheimr, so all they had to do was somehow stuff the murder birds into a cage and tame them?

Right, Miina, priorities.

At least she didn't have to worry about learning to dodge lots of bullets? Being tackled hurt, but if it was someone armoured doing the 'get shot at thing', that was at least better than her squishy flesh taking the brunt of it. Or her coat, fixing it with too many bullet holes would be a big pain.

Anyway, Arton wanted her to go for something bigger, and Galahad wanted her to target the leaders, so... she could do that. Ice, naturally, was her go to. Not so much an explosion like their actual black mage had focused on, but it was a bit harder to dodge if you were in a maelstrom—

Although, as always, Miina didn't think she made for the most impressive figure, pointing with her free hand. Blizzara was cool and all, especially when you just pointed at the fanciest-looking enemy and let him and anyone nearby suffer the consequences, but her inability to really say anything without ruining it undercut the moment a little.
Fujiwara no Mokou


So, it seemed that everyone had won their duels... well, effectively won their duel? The shrine maiden's had obviously gone unexpectedly sideways with accidentally summoning one of her patron goddesses in from Gensokyo and into what seemed like a fight to the death, which was unexpected. On the plus side, as the little vampire had realised, this meant that they'd be able to get some sort of communication back?

Not that she really needed any, it wasn't like Kaguya would be terribly bothered if she stopped coming around to fight for however long it took to get back. Keine might worry a little? Well, the news would spread to the human village easily enough.

With the girl introducing herself to the captain, Mokou finally took note of her name. That and the goddesses'... well, it wasn't exactly the same, but that was probably because they'd changed how their names were written a little down the centuries. And kami tended to have far too many names anyway...

"The Moriya Shrine is in Gensokyo now? How did that happen? The biggest shrine in Shinano doesn't seem like something that could just come from the outside world," she asked. Well, it had been the main one in her time? It might have started falling out of favour even before she wound up in Gensokyo, it was a little hard to tell.

... it didn't come with Lake Suwa, right? That would raise even more questions.
Investigation of the hill would reveal that the slope was gentlest in their direction. At the same time, this approach offered the most in the way of boulders or foliage, with the exception of the channel burned out by the siege spell. Circling around to the sides showed two faces that were rather more open, although the steeper of the two did have enough unevenness to suggest that there were blind spots to take advantage of. As for the rear, it certainly had the biggest blind spot of all: the hill's peak became a sharp bluff almost immediately, making it by far the most physically difficult approach.

The hundi mage that awaited them was definitely keeping to her word as the knights scouted the hill, an increased buzzing the only sign that she was paying attention to their inspection. Of course... if anybody were to actually start climbing beyond the point the buzzing came audible, the ensuing lightning bolt was a good first warning.

Needless to say, a solo attempt at climbing would find that the barrage rapidly became very insurmountable.
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