>>5988500>>5988099Keeping his position William taps his gauntlets together bringing a familiar hum of booming blade magic to his weapons as he prepares his action knowing Rose can’t keep up with this forever. Until a sudden unnatural shift in the air makes the hairs on his neck rise up as if an unseen predator has noticed him. Giving the area a quick look around as his eyes are pulled toward the disheveled dealer as she slowly walks toward him. Plant life gliding across her skin refusing to touch her body even at times gently pulling out of her way. Watching transfixed as she burns her limited time on putting on a backpack as leather and belt buckles clink together sounding like the tolling of bells in the dead of night. What once was a girl running desperately across the forest was no longer there but something similar but completely different.
>Hostile Rose Dealer overwritten byA red double syringe is pulled out of her bag before being slammed into her heart with a quiet thud and a grunt as the crimson liquid drains into her body. Cuts, damage, broken skin, and blood immediately stitches together as vitality rushes throughout her body as she drops the emptied syringe to the ground.
>?h? ?a??e ?f t?e V?r?an? S???k??A long, thin sword is pulled freely out of her pack crackling in purple color constantly buzzing and sizzling with bits of electricity. With multiple black lines of cable wires and plugs connecting the backpack to the hilt of her sword with smaller lightning rods infused along the sides of her blade drinking in the power. Under the dark canopy of the forest a copper lightning rod shines above her pack in a violet color as many magic etchings coat its form. Every small zap pulled away from the blade only to fade before reaching the rod as silence rings across the forest.
>Th? Ma??e ?f the V?rdan? S?r?ke?Rose’s face now covered by a purple gas mask as she raises the pommel of her blade to her neck with the sharp edge aimed toward William. Not backing down, not retreating, not looking back, but standing tall and unbowed.
>Requirement: Bring the Enemy at least 120 feet into the forest. [Fulfilled]>Requirement: Reach the Striker Equipment. [Fulfilled]>Requirement: Inside the prepared terrain. [Fulfilled]>Requirement: Only one target. Optional [Fulfilled]>Requirement: Non-Animus mage. Optional. [Fulfilled]>Requirement: Hunted to the Brink. Optional. [Fulfilled]“I fought half breeds, hid from the school, butchered the desperate, stole from the hungry, sold my body, all for them. Everything was for them. Everything to hide them from Prisma.”
>All requirements fulfilled.Part 1
