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Eleanor grits her teeth as she watches the white furred monstrosity swing around the stranger like some kind of toy. He was a strange man with even stranger, infuriating, companions but he was undoubtly a good man. Foolish, but good. Time and again, he prioritized the other's well being over whatever mission or goal his traveling band had. Case in point, only a good man would fling themselves at an enemy to save one of their own. Now he was paying the price. A burning rage builds in her chest, searing away the pain in her ribs, burning away any doubts and fears. She had made a vow. Swore an oath to the Fury herself on the day that inquisitor found her hiding under the corpses of her parents from the dragon attacks. To slay those that would dare bare their fangs against Her people. The ones who had no shield. To bring to light the evils that would dare skulk in the shadows. It was an oath she repeated at the feet of Her Holiness's statue when she were promoted to full inquisitor nearly a year ago.
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To their trespass, I am witness.
Here to pass this final sentence.</span>
<span class="mu-r">No forgiveness! No deliverance!
Only justice! Only VENGEANCE!</span>
"BARBARIAN! Throw this at the beast!" She screams as she shreds the tailcoats from her uniform. Stuffing the remaining ammo into the makeshift bag, Eleanor wraps the bundle tightly around her weapon and lights the a makeshift wick made of bandage on fire. Hurling at Ryuji, he catches it with a brief look of confusion on his face before it grows stern and he nods.
"Irene! I need a card! Any card!" He shouts as he begins to make a running start. Irene rips a card free as she wills all the luck she can into the draw.
<span class="mu-g">Skill: Draw Activated.
Skill: The Shackles Activated.</span>
"Order up, you icy fuck!" Irene screams as she hurls the card right into the yeti's chest just as the gunblade leaves Ryuji's hand and Eleanor screams a pray to the heavens.
<span class="mu-g">Skill: Pin Activated.</span>
"Guide us! O Mighty Fury!
Guide us to Victory!"
Be it divine intervention, Ryuji's skill, or a combination of both the Gunblade flights straight and true impaling the yeti in the chest. It staggers backwards from the force just as the first round goes off. The explosion knocks it off it's feet and the ensuing chain reaction of various munitions send it sprawling to the grown dropping The Traveler in the process. The yeti is concussed, set on fire, shot, hit with shrapnel and gunblade fragments all at once. At the same time the force of the explosions reverberates throughout the grotto. Already strained from the increased bulk, the icicles are freed from their perch and begin to fall upon the group below.
