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Before any of your fighters make a move, <span class="mu-b">a slip of fortune paper flutters through the air.</span> It lands near Agent K, to the bewilderment of everyone nearby. You step a bit closer to read what it says.
"The mist will be stained red. Get to it."
The agent grips her sword tighter than you think is humanly possible, damn near cracking the hilt. You hardly have the time to shout out a command until she swings her sword down.
<span class="mu-b">Severed arms rain down onto the ground. Almost immediately followed by a torrent of blood covering them.</span>
The cluster of heads that lost their arms bellow out an anguished and <span class="mu-r">absolutely fucking furious</span> yell. They quickly move in to try biting the everloving shit out of the Agent, but she manages to avoid the bites with ease. Vincent takes this chance to slash away at the arms the Agent didn't fully cut off.
Isabelle and Gamma move in closer while the demon is distracted by Agent K, while the Cluwne prepares his next knife trick. Gamma takes in a deep breath before being the first one to make a move.
The heads fire off quick jabs (with one even spitting blood into his shadeless eyes), with Gamma meeting it back with a flurry of slashes. He slides back after a lucky jab slams into his stomach. Isabelle smashes off one of the weakened arms with her bat, which gets her a chomp to the shoulder in return.
Your two ranged fighters quickly fire off their attacks. A knife and bullet tear through one of the creature's arms. Seems like he went through quantity over quality with their durabil- OH FUCK IT'S CHARGING RIGHT AT YOU!
You barely have time to stumble back before he has already closed the gap. Those legs are fucking faster than you expected! You pray to whatever gods there are for salvation and...
"HEY! RED!" A gruff, boisterous voice bellows out. One that reeks of blood. Delta...? "FIGHT A REAL MAN!" okay your feelings got hurt a bit but fair.
"Eh?" The dozen of heads in front of you say in unison as the sound of flesh being crushed echoes throughout the air. "AOGH!" It instinctually swings several of its arms at you as Delta keeps crushing more of him.
You quickly duck back, only getting a nasty (if superficial) scratch on your left arm. Blood begins to ooze from it. Punches and claws kept being sent your way but its arms are too weak and damaged to properly get to you.
You reel back your arm. The others move in to keep the anomaly distracted as you keep making distance. The drug coursing through your veins is telling you to do one thing and only one thing.
<span class="mu-r">"DO WHAT COMES NATURAL."</span>
Raising up your other arm to fire an E.B.O.W shot at the same time, you throw your molotov. It hits dead center, spreading a glorious flame to burn away at the evil. Your vision starts going red again as smoke swirls around you. A vision approaches. You know you're close now.
