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凸:
>CLIMB THE STADIUM STANDS TO THE HOLE IN THE CEILING AND TAKE OUT A FEW BALLOONS!
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ರೃ:
>BOOMERANG SCYTHE BALLOONS
<span class="mu-s">B</span>oth look up at once- yet the Relay had nothing to do with that. The rows and rows and rows of seats cramming the walls, like a waterfall of monsters falling upwards, converge on the massive hole of the roof shining colors down like the end of a rainbow.
It’s the balloons, the gigantic balloons holding this circus of life.
If they went straight after the Witch, they’d be outnumbered. If they sniped the Witch, unless it died instantly, they’d be surrounded. If they waited, everyone would have died. So what do you do when the game can’t be won?
凸 Rita: You break it.
ರೃ Lucinda: (Break what?)
凸 Rita: (Break?)
They share one last look of confusion that becomes determination as they look up. Instantly running, Rita helps herself with her stained glass propulsors to go through the mesmerized public- as if moving inside a circle. Focused, she only finds herself alone halfway through. From her point of view, it looks like the blonde is doing the Michael Jackson leaning-
-but the blonde is aiming. Not with her crossbow, mind you; with her scythe.
凸 Rita: (Luci?)
ರೃ Lucinda: (What?)
凸 Rita: (Eh, nothing.)
Again Rita devours distance, dodging Familiars, jumping over ‘food carts’, kicking herself from chairs to glide over gaps- and when the ledge finds her, when there’s nothing more to step on, Rita doesn’t wonder how gravity will work there and just
jumps.
Lucinda’s grip remains rock steady as Rita, now a faint, blazing comet in the sky, draws lines under the balloons and sets them free. That faint switch in balance is yet enough for even the Witch to hold her hand- as a million mad eyes look up. What they see, then, is not Rita flying around with her long rapier, it’s not the lines of colors the stained glass propulsors draw in the sky, it’s Lucinda’s scythe ascending, spinning as if physics broke, going straight for the heart of the cluster. It slices through a few lines- but it keeps going. Rita stops. Lucinda stops. Balloons and hot air balloons are different, balloons explode when you poke them but hot air balloons don’t. And yet; this /is/ a Witch’s Labyrinth. Anything could happen. Are these hot air balloons? Are these simple balloons? Are these hot air balloons that explode? Are these simple balloons that deflate quietly? How would they know?
The merciless nova of air and sound, invisible, instant, and invasive, is a very clear answer.
>>ರೃ (M4 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 74 = Success)<< (Throw the scythe like a boomerang at the balloons.)
