melodiesofeternity | Player Plot: Let's Explore Mad'ni Shrine!

Castor ducks and weaves between the other fighters, dancing out of range of the Medusa's blows until she sees an opening and Tackles in, opening a Chakra and closing the space between her and the creature. It's dangerous here and she knows it, but she's in a good position to follow up assuming the others can keep the attention away from her.

Keeping her focus on Kanji, Azusa reaches into her deck of cards and focuses her energy again. Good luck, good luck...she needs to focus on good luck. She casts Major Arcana and flips the card, revealing the Balance to boost Kanji's attack by 25%.

Unfortunately for Azusa, she decided to keep too much distance between herself and Medusa. Before she can shout some words of encouragement, she cries out instead, finding no ground beneath her next step.

"Ah!"

She tries to pull back, but it's too late. Using her magic, she shields her cards from getting wet, but there's no helping her. They hover around her and then above her, coated in a thin layer of light-purple magic.

"Why me—I'm sorry everyone—"

Splash! She leans forward and falls right into the deeper water surrounding the edges of the room. Her cards float where she fell.

Azusa will surface on her next turn.

With the Sword Dancer at his side, Dylas now turns his attention to the Medusa. "Alright. That one's our enemy. Got it? Just follow my lead."

Dylas starts casting his magic again, opening with his darkness spell, Dark Savior. It only does medium-level darkness magic, but with his job maxed he's hoping it will do more than leave a little mark. He turns over his shoulder to make sure his 'hired' help is paying attention, but the sword dancer has instead turned his attention towards the furry rabbit thing making a lot of noise.

That doesn't like it's going to end well.

"No! Not that one," he yells, but it's too late. The Sword Dancer runs towards Klonoa (the seventh reply after Dylas) and starts to dance around him, fully intending to inflict the Zombie status on the Cat-Rabbit with Danse Macabre. But the Sword Dancer doesn't attack—once he's done casting, he races back to his summoner's side.

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Klonoa is all focused on the battle, his eyes held forwards as he watches Kanji and the others tousle with the monster. He could not possibly be paying less attention to accidental friendly fire from his allies. He calls out as he watches the astrologian fall over. "Azusa! Hey, someone go--" Klonoa turns his head to look for someone who might be able to help.

...Why is there a dancing skeleton next to him?

He chokes, feeling a coldness in his chest that slowly spreads out over his entire body. He wavers on the floor, the world spinning as the creeping darkness overcomes him. Twirling around on the spot one last time, Klonoa falls to the ground, lifeless and dead as a doornail.

...before slowly rising up, arms stretched forwards as his sunken, sallow eyes survey the battlefield, ears lifted partially in the air and kinked as if tensed aloft by some sort of unnatural force. "Graaao..."

"Klonoa!" Ashelia had hung back a bit, waiting to see if anyone needed some healing or for a better opportunity to jump in for a quick Contre Sixte, but her attention is now shifted towards the rabbit. She looks from him to Dylas' thrall and back again, anger starting to make her face hot.

"You imbecile! Send it back!" She reaches out a hand, instinctively going to cast Esuna...but of course, she can't.

He skidded back on a boot and swore under his breath. But with a rush of recoveries and protective magic, he found himself doubly bolstered once more.

"Thanks, guys!"

Shit. There went Azusa. Somebody had to get her, but...!! He took a breath and turned his back on the group. Safest that way. Rather than call a threat to the Medusa, the sound that came from him was a booming roar, more animal than human. What did his Asterisk do best? Go Berserk.

Eyes gleaming a malicious gold, he raced forward, hands twisting the handle of the hammer toward its pointed end. If anyone could catch the license plate on that warhammer-shaped truck that was hurtling for the Medusa's primary head, that'd be just lovely.

O-oh, that poor little thing...! Fortunately, she had Esuna. She swept the staff in an arc, sending a stream of restorative magic in Klonoa's direction. She'd learned that the infliction of undeath was a tricky one. Hopefully it'd help?

Meanwhile, with recoveries soundly seen to, she hurried to help retrieve Azusa.

Papyrus' Blue Attack works as advertised! The Medusa, already unbalanced to begin with, trips on the bones and falls. It won't be in any position to try dodging their attacks until it gets up again.

All attacks on Medusa will have an increased chance of dealing critical damage for the next turn.

The enemy is not entirely helpless, however. Though the Medusa itself can't attack, the snakes sprouting from its head are still moving just fine and angrily Bite at the ones they perceive as the most immediate threats: Kanji and Adrien. Luckily the poison doesn't take and Kanji's injury is almost immediately healed by the Regen effect, but one snake's sharp fangs sink painfully into Adrien's sword arm, dealing medium damage.

The Medusa is preparing to stand up...

Ashelia runs towards the Medusa when she sees it fall, sword at the ready. She delivers a quick Contre Sixte combo before dancing away, not wanting to be anywhere near the creature when it rights itself. She takes a deep breath, surveying the scene. All things considered, things aren't going too badly at all.

"Alright, let's do this!" Frisk shouts at the top of their lungs, channeling their inner anime protagonist. They could practically see the action lines around their dramatic profile shot. A wild, manic grin on their face, they bound forward, taking a flying jump high into the air just before they would've hit the water, then ricocheting off the wall for even more height.

As Frisk reaches the apex of their arc towards the medusa, their hands frantically twist and turn into complicated gestures, and in a belch of brimstone a red Hellfrog manifests beneath them as a ridiculous airborne steed. "Yee-HAW!" Frisk whoops as it belches severe fire damage at the medusa, disappearing just before Frisk hits the ground rolling behind the monster.

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Okay, that hurts - and now, there was a fang detaching from his arm after that. Not good for his light armor, even worse to his skin below, but he hasn't been poisoned...

Seeing Ashelia get a quick combo in, Adrien's back at Frisk's shout and avoids the flames of the Hellfrog summon. Still - still - he's not out of the fight yet. And as the fires fall around and he ignores his bite wound, he holds his sword's grip. While the enemy's down, he'll take advantage too. He hasn't really done this attack before, but was this was a good enough time.

Back into the battle he charges, storing power until he's close enough, and then pulls, making to crossing slashes as he strikes with Midare Setsugekka. "Stay down!"

Klonoa wavers on the spot, moving jerkily as he raises his hand... and graowrs, a rush of Cure washing over Adrien as he focuses on offense. Evidently being among the legions of the damned isn't going to stop Klonoa from helping.

Not that he has long to worry about that anyway. As the revivifying energies flow through his body, he takes a deep breath in again and exhales, his ears draping back down loosely and the rest of him losing its stiffness. "Phew.. Thanks, we're not done here yet!"

Castor hollers in excitement as the Medusa teeters over, and Dragon Kicks it in the face. It's not the most powerful skill on it's own but with luck, she can hit something sensitive, and with Four Chakras open now, her next attack is going to sting.

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"What the hell, Dylas?!" Snow yelled, seeing Klonoa zombified. "Control your pets!"

People shouldn't be summoning things that didn't listen, tsk. Stupid.

Now was the time to take advantage of the medusa's vulnerability, though. The Gourmand in him tempted him to bite the thing, though he didn't know where it had been. Snow settled for another Dualcast of Cyanure and Tenebres, hoping the poison effect would stick. He'd prefer to use Foudre, but he wasn't sure if it would spread to everyone else with the room as wet as it was.

Huh, that was new. He didn't know summoners could bring up things that wouldn't listen... he had to talk to the summoners he knew about that just in case.

Of course, that would be a thought in Kanji's head if he currently wasn't wailing on the Medusa with the business end of that hammer like the creature was steak waiting to be tenderized.

"I'm switching out of White Mage!" Madhuri called as she hustled to where Azusa fell. Her palm swept over the iMog slate nestled at the beltline, initiating the job change.

There was enough support here, no need to step on any toes... and she really wanted to put the hurt on a thing or two. She had her damage reduced, but there were a few extra things she could do to help turn things on their head a bit. But first, the lovely idol...!

She lowered into the water to fetch her.

Fortunately for Madhuri, Azusa isn't too hard to reach. By the time the idol's help arrives, she's already managed to get her arms back above water and onto the damp floor in an effort to pull herself up.

"I'm sorry," she starts, shivering from the cold. "I thought it would be safest if I stayed close to the walls," but the room had clearly not been designed with Azusa's best interests in mind. Once she's pulled out of the water, she' able to collect her cards with a wave of her hand, but she's too cold and soaked to do anything else with her turn.

Aside from apologize profusely to Madhuri. Hopefully, Kanji is still making use of her buffs.

Dylas again tries to direct his Sword Dancer to attack the Medusa, but it doesn't listen to him. At the word 'imbecile', his head tilts at an odd angle before it leaps. It lands behind Ashelia and delivers a High Kick from behind, dealing heavy physical damage and knockback if it connects.

"Shit. Well, maybe it's worked everything out by now. It's facing the right way this time."

The Sword Dancer, with Ashelia hopefully shoved off to the side, now readies its blades and faces the Medusa, finally ready to attack their true opponent on its next turn—if the medusa even lives that long.

He readies his own attack next, using Earth Grave to disrupt the ground beneath the Medusa's feet and deliver medium earth damage as spikes of earth shoot upward after the quake.

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Now there seems to be a clear path for him to make a flank attack at the Medusa, Sephiroth charges in, sword poised high in his signature pincer-like position.

Just a few strong sprinted strides and he's in range; dropping the short katana to a medium-level range and going for a three-strike attack before stepping back and bringing the sword back around - this time in a more generic position, ready to attack or defend, as needed.

Ashelia notices the Sword Dancer approaching her at the last second, her attention still fixed mostly on Medusa. By the time she realizes it's about to attack her, it's almost too late; the High Kick connects, sending her sprawling to the ground face first. She scrambles away, head reeling from the blow. She drops her sword, abandoning it to lay both hands on her head for a Dual Soin.

That necromancer is in for it.

Good! His stunning spell did its job. Papyrus cheers at the others' efforts. Ah, such inspiring teamwork! At this rate, they're sure to triumph in no time flat. Well, assuming the Medusa doesn't get second wind, or pull out a last second transformation. Could Medusas even do that?

Well, regardless, he uses the opportunity to launch a volley of magic bones- not blue, this time, but a proper magical attack! While he hasn't quite gained enough EXP to use all the fancy bells and whistles, it should at least provide some extra damage to the pesky, petrifying pest.

The Heroes' barrage tears into the Medusa. Castor lands a critical hit with her Dragon Kick, as does Sephiroth with his sword skills. Even those dishing out normal hits are steadily chipping away at the monster's health. The most devastating damage by far is coming from Frisk and Adrien, as the combined might of their final skills and SAVE files easily burns through the Medusa's defenses...

With an ear-rending scream, the Medusa finally lurches off of the ground. Even Dylas' earth magic isn't enough to topple it a second time. Enraged at being so grievously wounded so quickly, the Medusa lashes out with a cast of Group Waterga, dealing severe damage to the entire party. The waves of magical water smash into them with the force of a stormy sea, leaving several Heroes in a critical condition.

Party's current HP
Frisk: 37/100
Madhuri: 70/100
Kanji: 58/100
Azusa: 72/100
Ashelia: 3/80
Dylas 63/100
Adrien: 47/100
Castor: 45/100
Klonoa: 23/60
Sephiroth: 2/50
Snow: 45/75
Papyrus: 1/50

Frisk might be good at dodging. They might be very good at dodging. But dodging a mini-tsunami? Okay, yeah, that would be hard at the best of times, and it was impossible when they were directly next to the medusa. They're knocked back by the Waterga, tumbling head over heels, and they eventually come to a stop covered in bruises, as well as a few fractured ribs. They're not angry about that, though. They're angry when they see Papyrus hurt. "Papyrus!" they yell at the top of their lungs, disappearing in a Smoke Bomb and reappearing at his side.

"Don't you worry, dear. I think I've got a-" The water cascaded over her and threw her hair forward. For a moment, her vision wobbled and she felt herself carried by the current, and her limbs immediately scrambled to find purchase with the ground. Fortunately, the magic had done its deed and receded again...

Leaving a rather sad, drenched tiefling with her hair hanging well past her backside, its signature end curl gone. With a scowl, she spit water to the side and sighed.

"...Plan." But she looked back and saw ruin, many scrambling to right themselves while others seemed to be struggling. Throwing her wet hair back and straightening her hat, she pulled her guitar to her front.

"Okay. Plan B." Spellblade: Divine. She tapped her throat and straightened up, sweeping her fingers across the strings. She gave her tail a little wiggle, loosening the tambourine cymbals nestled in her bow.

"Up you get, my darlings~" With cure magic imbued in her voice, the Spellbinder began to move her body, all hips and tail as she began to sing, guitar and cymbals accompanying as she would apply a gradual recovery effect per turn. However, Madhuri wasn't applying the effect to herself... Oh no. She wanted to try something out.

As for the Medusa? Oh, should it survive her healing friends to the end of her tune, she had a gift... but the beast would just have to wait until then.

Kanji hadn't even seen the water coming until he barreled into him and forced him to throw his hammerspike into the ground to keep him steady. He grit his teeth and took it, and was left a sodden mess.

He sneezed, clearing the water from his mouth and nose, and he'd had enough. All Berserkers had to fight to manage that rage that bubbled in their minds, but sometimes you just had to give in and tell that beast, 'Yes. Just do what you need to do'.

They called it "Beast Release." He lowered his center of gravity, then lunged. But rather than continuing to beat away at the Medusa like a crazed maniac, there was precision in the motion. He chose the lower part of the belly and swung, spike first, and tore up and away.

Fell Cleave always felt so damn good.

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Dice result from player plot server: 1d4 > 1

1d7 > 7

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yikes i need to tally EXP

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HEALTH: 32/100

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