The Elite Four Strikes

[bravenewmods]

The battle is joined. The gods of Union, while mighty, seem to pale in comparison to the singular dragon of ice. Although they strive mightily to avoid damaging the city, already the mysterious blue dragon has been flung directly into a tower, earning itself a nasty gash over its eye, much to the dismay of the red dragon. While it has rejoined the fight, it is clear that the gods alone are not enough - the people of Union will have to step forward if they are to save their beloved city. The cries of the wounded and terrified citizens echo through the streets as the flames of battle rage. Now is the time - they must be stopped!

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[footprints_on_your_face]

No!

[Chie cries out, eyes wide in shock as she sees the tower collapsing in front of her. Her knees wobbling from fear, she very nearly collapses in place from the sheer sight of so much human suffering in front of her. But suddenly, as her fists clench, she seems to get a sudden burst of strength.]

Noooooooooooo!

[As she lets out another desperate cry, a blast of cold air rushes out from her body. It quickly forms ice crystals in midair, coalescing around her body and forming themselves into a shiny silver suit of armor, now as hard as steel.]

I... I'm sorry. Sorry I couldn't save you in time.

[Looking around at the bodies scattered throughout the area, she briefly bows her head.]

...But I'll save the rest of you! I'll die protecting you all if I have to!

[Planting her feet firmly, Chie spreads her arms wide. A huge wave of energy expands outward from her body in a Wide Guard, protecting the entire area from any additional incoming attacks. That should provide the cover she needs to get as many people to safety as possible.]

[bravenewmods]

The Sand Attacks act as proper enough cover for the rest of the team to help evacuate anyone who could move or be moved. Yukiko's Morning Sun helped some, but there were many here beyond saving, and pained moans and groans continued to hang heavily in the air.

Fate would be kind to them this day, as Kyurem decided to take its temper tantrum further into the city. No one else would have to die--not here, at least.


[[ICly, this thread is completed and will no longer need mod interaction. Players are welcome to continue their actions should they so choose.]]

[commissionergrump]

[With the dragon leaving the area, any anger at the god's actions is compartmentalized. Rusty returns, those too injured to walk out of there laid across the Arcanine's back, where a strong grip on the fire-type's thick neck fur is enough to keep them on board. Rex does what they can, but lacks the size to be a mobile stretcher. Gordon acts as support for men half his age, hobbling past the motionless bodies of those not born until after he was already an adult.]