Vicki Victory
Sion’s axe sunk deep into Vicki’s abdomen, the young woman shrieking in pain. The giant heaved the axe back for a finishing blow, but it was deflected by Matt, the towering hound. Just a few seconds later, the sharp pain subsided, and Vicki felt her wound knit itself back together.
After being struck by multiple blows, the giant threw Vicki off to the side. She tumbled over the concrete, flecks of obsidian pebbles digging into her skin. The white-and-pink haired warrior regained her balance mid-tumble, bracing herself on both legs and holding up herself on one arm; her hextech gauntlet screeched loudly against the road.
Vicki witnessed as Clarice and Matt assaulted the giant relentlessly, the giant barely holding them off, Sion’s ragged breath choking out between massive heaves of his chest. The toll of battle was getting to him.
Vicki’s boxing instincts kicked in, This is the best time to strike an opponent. She grabbed a huge slab of broken concrete and lifted it above her head, grunting through the strain. The feat took great effort from her; Vicki’s arms were starting to feel like jelly from exertion.
She boosted her jet thrusters to maximum blast, the massive weight of the stone holding her down for a second. Unable to take full flight, Vicki boosted herself into a sprint, intent on tackling the giant with the concrete.
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Raze Colter
Raze slumped to his knees as he watched his enemies revert to their human form. The armor enveloping his body faded away into ash on the wind, revealing torn and mangled strips hanging from what used to be his black workout clothes.
Artemis walked up to the woman that used to be Thresh, examining her with those big, bug-eyed glasses of her’s. Through deep draughts of breath, Raze attempted to call out to Artemis, but stopped as he saw her pick up Thresh-girl and begin walking away.
Raze forced himself to his feet and shambled after Artemis. He yelled after her, ”Wha...What are you doing?! That’s our enemy!”
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Garrett Fishman
Garrett watched the battle winding down, safe on a perch high atop a nearby building. Most of the combatants were beginning to tire out, but it seemed that a majority of the fight was focused around Sion.
He still felt as if he was being watched, but right now, Garrett’s focus was honed in on one person: a pink-and-white haired warrior.
The bitch responsible for my arm…
The confusion of the battle may prove a good opportunity to strike. However, getting out once he struck may prove to be a challenge.
Strike when the time is right...
For now...watch from the shadows.